Grasping Evil

"Huanhe Iron... Ding Furnace Ring..."

Ning Fan touched the slightly hot fairy mine, and his heart gradually calmed down. Since I got this Huanhe iron by accident, I will naturally have to refine the cauldron ring in the future.

It's a pity that there is still no cauldron...

Shaking his head, Ning Fan collected his thoughts and pointed out the fire of Yin and Yang, submerging into the Immortal Mine.

The fusion of the two immortal mines into one, and it is not difficult to separate them.

The birth of all things depends on yin and yang. The power of yin and yang fire is still weak, but with Ning Fan's experience in controlling fire at the Immortal Emperor level, he uses yin and yang fire and black magic flame to calcine Huanhe iron. With the coldness of yin and yang fire, the spirit iron is cooled. Huanhe iron slowly melted into molten iron, while spirit iron was as cold as ever.

When the Huanhe Iron was completely melted, Ning Fan flicked his sleeves and rolled the Spirit Iron into his hand, and at the same time waved a single palm, activating the ice spirit power of the Immortal Vein, releasing the icy mana, and condensing the Huanhe Iron.

With a slap in the storage bag, the Huanhe iron was collected, and the spirit iron was calmly handed over to Mo Rushui.

During the whole process, in just half an hour, Ning Fan's light-heavy fire control technique almost stunned Mo Rushui.

Her sleeve robe was half covering her face, and under her sleeve robe, her red lips were slightly parted, unbelievable.

But just watching the process of Ning Fan's fire control, Mo Rushui felt that his way of refining weapons has improved a lot.

"The young master is very talented, and the concubine admires it." She took the spirit iron, and there was still a little bit of magic ore pollution on it, which was amazing.

"In this way, Fairy Laomo will enchant me."

The two returned to the ground and went straight to the Mojia Refining Room. The whole process of possessing spirits lasted for a day. Ning Fan watched from the beginning to the end.

For the first time, I have a clear understanding of the spirit.

The so-called enchantment is to melt the spirit iron, extract the "spirit of magic power", and inscribe it on the magic weapon with a special pattern.

Even if it is the same kind of spirit iron, once the magic weapon is slightly different, the pattern will be very different.

Ning Fan originally wanted to stealthily learn the art of possessing spirits based on the memory of the Immortal Emperor, but in the end, he had no choice but to give up the idea.

The way of possessing spirits is by no means easier than the way of formation. It will take at least decades for him to raise the technique of enchantment to the level of ink like water.

Ning Fan doesn't have so much time to study the technique of enchantment. When he needs to enchant, he can go directly to the enchantress.

When Mo Rushui handed the Zhanli Sword back to Ning Fan, the reluctance in his beautiful eyes made Ning Fan feel that it was a sin to take the Zhanli Sword by himself.

"Young Master, you must be kind to this sword..." Mo Rushui looked at Ning Fan pitifully and begged softly.

"I will, I will…"

Ning Fan's gaze fell on Zhan Li Jian, and his appearance did not change much. There was still a starlight circling around his body, but above the sword's edge, there was a ray of fiery heat. This fiery heat, with a trace of soul-burning effect, will increase its power as the rank of the slashing sword increases.

After a few slashes, Ning Fan showed a satisfied smile, opened his mouth to swallow the starlight sword shadow into his dantian, and left.

After the enchantment of the Zhanli Sword was completed, Ning Fan's first magic weapon with his real name since he cultivated the devil has finally taken shape.

Before heading to the Ghost Sparrow Sect, there seemed to be only two things left to do.

Refining the Jade Emperor Pill, and refining Si Wuxie into a puppet!

The alchemy room was now occupied by the old demon, and the furnace was blown up again and again, so that Ning Fan had no place to refine the Jade Emperor Pill.

Now Si Wuxie has been shattered by Ning Fan,

Abolished the cultivation base, imprisoned in the Qimei Ice Prison, and strictly guarded.

The one guarding the ice prison was the Ice Guard Demon Xiu, and when they saw Ning Fan coming, they were all in awe. This is naturally what Nangong ordered.

"My subordinate Wang Ling, I have seen the young master!"

The captain of the bodyguard who guards the ice prison, named Wang Ling, is a tenth-level demon cultivator. During the Daoguo auction, he was in charge of maintaining the public order of the auction house. He had witnessed Ning Fan's murderous aura shocking the demons with his own eyes, and he was full of admiration for Ning Fan.

"Well. I'm going to the 'Nine Layers of Ice Prison' to see that person..."

The nine-layered ice prison is the bottom layer of the ice prison, and the most important prisoner is detained - the Tianli Sect Master Si Wuxie. It's just that Ning Fan didn't reveal the name of this person. Except for the old demon and the three commanders of the Black God Army, no one knew that the person held in the Ninth Layer of the Ice Prison was actually the most powerful demon in the country.

"Hey, Commander Nangong has instructed that the young master can see this person at any time. But young master, you have to take it easy, the nine-layered ice prison, the weather is freezing cold, the love between men and women, don't freeze..."

Wang Ling blinked at Ning Fan, showing a smile that only men understand. This smile made Ning Fan frown, and faintly felt that there was something wrong in Wang Ling's words. He and Si Wuxie were a human monster, why would they love each other?

Shaking his head, he didn't put it into his mind.

Ning Fan took the key to the prison door, entered the ice prison alone, and went straight to the ninth level, without letting Wang Ling follow.

The first layer of ice prison, imprisoned the first layer of cultivator. All the way down to the eighth level, it is thousands of feet underground, and under the fusion of spirits, it is impossible to stand the cold air here. In the eighth layer, in several empty ice prisons, there are several zombies lying, bound by chains. Xu is a prisoner, frozen to death here for countless years.

At the ninth level, there was only one ice prison. Ning Fan opened the ice door and saw a prisoner with disheveled hair, bound by ice chains, his head bowed as if in a coma.

"Si Wuxie... If I knew today, why was it in the first place." Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Heh, Ning Fan, you are here to kill me? Do you dare..." Si Wuxie didn't raise her head, her feminine voice was sneering.

"Who is the deity of your Four Heavens Immortal Realm?"

"I said, do you recognize it, the ants in the lower realm..."

For some reason, Si Wuxie gave Ning Fan an extraordinary feeling today.

In Immortal Emperor's memory, there is a kind of puppet technique, which can erase the memory, preserve the spiritual wisdom of the body, and make the opponent into his own puppet, called "spiritual puppet technique".

Ning Fan approached Si Wuxie slowly, he was going to use "Spirit Puppet Technique" to deal with Si Wuxie.

It's just that the closer I get, the more uneasy I feel, and I always feel that something is missing from the beginning.

The unease continued... Ning Fan quietly summoned the Zhanli Sword and hid it in his sleeve, and the uneasiness was reduced a little.

Three feet away, Ning Fan stopped. At this distance, he could feel a lot of pressure from Si Wuxie. Almost without hesitation, he immediately flew away and retreated.

Si Wuxie let out a small snort. He didn't expect Ning Fan to be so cautious, and he raised his head suddenly, revealing a holy and beautiful woman's face, with lips like rouge, and picturesque eyebrows, like a green lotus just blooming, dignified and not to be teased with. It's just soft eyes, but with murderous intent.

The momentum comparable to the later period of Jindan escaped from Si Wuxie's body, and his body was locked, but his spiritual sense turned into an invisible flying sword, like a scattered flower and flying shadow, stabbing at Ning Fan's sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Ning Fan's complexion changed slightly, if he was killed by the flying sword of divine sense, he would become an idiot in the blink of an eye. This innocent thinking, such a deep scheming, and such a ruthless means, actually hides such a hand.

He obviously destroyed her golden core and abolished her cultivation. Unexpectedly, she was still hiding her cultivation and appeared as a woman. What is going on...

A woman's face, breath, and body can never be faked.

Ning Fan's mind turned around, and in an instant, he thought of the key. He seemed to have realized something, his expression stunned, and he left in his hand, the starlight sword and shadow danced in chaos, trying to destroy the flying sword of divine sense.

This move was only exchanged for Si Wuxie's gentle sneer, "Is it an ancient divine weapon? It's a pity, it's only a low-grade beginner. With a low-grade divine weapon, I can't kill my spiritual sense at all... Ah! Impossible..."

She didn't stop talking, but suddenly screamed, the power of divine sense was caught off guard, and was cut off by the sword.

His soft and beautiful face suddenly turned pale, his breath was sluggish, and he looked at Ning Fan in horror.

"The 'Burning Soul' magical power, the 'Void' level magical power, is impossible. With your identity as a fusion spirit, how can you get this kind of magical material!"

She gritted her teeth and tried to use other magical powers to deal with Ning Fan, but it was too late... Ning Fan would not give her a second chance to attack, no!

Ning Fan stepped on the ice rainbow, took a step forward, and pointed Si Wuxie with one finger, and the yin-harvesting finger force penetrated, and a trace of yin charm disappeared into the body, causing Si Wuxie's aura to be chaotic, and it was difficult to mobilize even the slightest mana. Talk about sneak attack on Ning Fan!

"Unexpectedly, the dignified and innocent sect master Si Wuxie is actually a woman... The above ancient magic art "Ni Yang Jue" pretended to be a man and almost deceived me... Ni Yang Jue was able to create a fake golden elixir in his body, turning him into a man body, confuse me. No wonder I crushed your golden core, you still have mana... Si Wuxie, I really underestimate you..."

Ning Fan let out a "hiss" and shredded Si Wuxie's sleeves, revealing a woman's arms.

Si Wuxie wanted to die with shame and anger, his face dripping blood like a peach, he knelt down on the ground, and a murderous intent appeared in his beautiful eyes, "You dare to insult me, you know, where did my deity above the four heavens come from... ah... ...well...this...what kind of fingering is this..."

Before she could finish her ruthless words, the effect of her yin-picking finger became more and more obvious. She was numb and soft, and gradually lost her mind...

"I am... the Saintess of Yaochi... If you hurt me... I will send... 100,000 heavenly soldiers... to destroy your entire clan..."

Dangtang thinks innocently, there is no arrogance at this moment, under Caiyin's finger, all her killing intent has turned into terror to Ning Fan, and there is only fear in her heart.

"What do you think... how do you treat me... this is... what kind of magic... I am the majesty of the dignified Yaochi..."

"What about the Saintess of Yaochi... Since we have formed a grudge, we are enemies. It has nothing to do with whether you are a man or a woman, or what your identity is!" Ning Fan pinched Si Wuxie's chin, the corners of his mouth were indifferent, but a trace flashed in his heart. sorrow.

Saintess of Yaochi... Maybe she is a woman who is respected by thousands of people in the four heavens, but her lower world avatar is actually a devil, and she has harmed herself and her younger brother Ning Gu. With this innocent face, she has deceived so many people's eyes and ears, making people think that she is a kind woman... But she clearly has a heart like a snake and a scorpion...

The Four Heavens Immortal Realm is not a pure land...or, under the whole world, there is no pure land.

"Even if it's the Saintess of Yaochi, Ning will have revenge..."

Si Wuxie was frightened. She found that the man in front of her was so daring, he was a ruthless man who was not afraid of the Four Heavens Immortal Realm, and he dared to bully her.

In her heart, there was both resentment and fear.

"Let me go... I didn't hurt you... I didn't hurt your brother... I still have something important to do in the lower realm..." Si Wu Xie's pitiful eyes were a bit true, a bit true Fake, Ning Fan doesn't know.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your body, and I will never touch you... I would rather have one more golden pill fighter than get your body... I just want to refine you into a golden pill puppet. !"

With one finger, click on Si Wu Xie's head, search for souls and destroy memories, refine puppets...

...

Half a day later, Ning Fan exhaled a turbid breath, the woman standing quietly in front of her eyes was pure and pure, but with the magic power of the late Jindan, she looked at Ning Fan in confusion. Above her eyebrows, a plum mark was branded on it.

That mark is the mark of "Spirit Puppet Technique".

"Who are you, who am I?" The woman smiled lightly, looking at Ning Fan like a green lotus blooming.

"Your name is Sisi, from today onwards, it will be my Ning Fan's first cauldron."

"Ding Furnace... Si thinking to be your wife..." The woman's eyes begged, she forgot everything, only vaguely remembered Ning Fan, and instinctively relied on and obeyed Ning Fan. That obedience comes from the brand on the body.

"No, you made a mistake and can only be a cauldron. Put on your clothes and go out with me. When I make a cauldron ring in the future, it will be your new home."

Dignified Yaochi Saintess's lower world avatar turned out to be the first cauldron that Ning Fan subdued?

Saintess of Yaochi, Si Wuxie, Sisi, what will happen to her fate?