Grasping Evil

(Thanks to the book friends Lan Se Yaoji, aa112562, I don’t know the reward for immortals. I have something to do today, the update is late, sorry)

The gloomy ghost forest is filled with the suffocating smell of rotten leaves. Walking in the forest, from time to time, an evil ghost sprang out from the side, making an obscure low roar.

Hissing sounds came from time to time, and in just two hours, several appraised disciples were killed in the ghost forest.

The ghosts in the first area have no intelligence, and they are simply not afraid of death in the face of low-level monks. It is easy to kill ghosts, but it is difficult to be harmless.

In the jungle, on the pile of rotten leaves, a young girl in a yellow shirt was stumbling for her life. The girl was only at the first level of piercing the veins, and her mana was low, but after she got up, three ghosts with the fifth level of piercing the veins chased after her.

"

Help... help! "

The girl's clean oval face was full of horror at the moment, her embroidered shoes had fallen from nowhere, and her bare feet were covered in blood.

She fled all the way, and occasionally met other appraisers, but no one rescued her at all. Three ghosts of the fifth layer of the veins, no one will ask for trouble, ask for trouble.

The ghost chased closer and closer, and the girl was almost desperate, leaning against a dead old uncle, and slowly fell to the ground. In front of her, the three-headed ghost's eyes flashed green light and grinned miserably. Jie Jie ghost crying.

"Who will... help me, I can do anything..."

She stammered in a low voice, no one answered, and then closed her eyes in despair.

But something astonishing happened immediately. There was no imaginary ending of being torn apart by ghosts. A cold icy wind blew, and immediately, three shrill ghosts were heard.

The girl was at a loss, opened her eyes, and what appeared in front of her was a handsome young man, his eyes were black and white, the stars and sword shadows in his palms slashed, and the three-headed and five-layered ghosts burned in flames!

This boy is so powerful!

And when the girl saw this man's face clearly, she was shocked. Isn't this man a young man with a deep background in the practice of double cultivation? It seems to be called 'Ning Fan'...

"It turns out that Ning Fan is not just a playboy who relies on the shadow of his ancestors, but a master..." The girl's eyes were bright.

But immediately, she shook her head vigorously. The sisters all said, this Ning Fan is a thief...

Ning Fan, why do you want to save yourself...

"Could it be that he wants to treat me..." The girl's face turned red, and she felt a little repulsive in her heart, but thinking of what she said just now, she bit her lip.

When he was desperate, he seemed to have said that as long as someone saved him, he would do whatever he wanted.

If this Ning Fan did something to him, should he resist... As a human being, it seems that he can't believe his words.

The girl was uneasy on the side, but it was a pity that Ning Fan didn't even look at her at all. He only looked at the place where the three ghosts died. Seeing that there was no rosary, he frowned slightly.

He turned his eyes and landed on the girl, his expression not moving. It was purely an accident to save this girl. In fact, he just wanted to kill three ghosts and hunt for rosary beads.

"This is not where you should be."

After the icy tone, Ning Fan withdrew his gaze, did not say more, turned around and left, not saying anything to the girl.

As for the girl, after Ning Fan left, she breathed a sigh of relief, her chest still heaving.

She finally made sure of one thing,

That is, Ning Fan is not only powerful, but he is not a lecherous thief at all like the rumors say.

Moreover, Ning Fan's sword style is very attractive.

...

This girl, Ning Fan didn't even ask her name, it was just a small episode in her trial.

Floating life passers-by are like clouds, who is emotional for whom, who takes pictures for whom?

He swallowed the starlight, the ice light leaped, and he used his spiritual armor to stealth magic power, and went straight to a remote place in the first area.

At this moment, Ning Fan has a faint bloody aura all over his body, and his robes are a little tattered, but his eyes are sharper than ever before.

Two hours of slaughter, Ning Fan's harvest, is really not small.

Zhanlijian had the magical power of 'Burning Soul', and Ning Fan was in the middle stage of Rongling. No one in the first area could survive under his sword. However, there were still a few ghosts at the tenth level of the veins, and when they were about to die, they exploded their souls, causing Ning Fan a little injury.

On the dead end, the rabbit will also bite, not to mention the vicious evil spirit.

Killed more than 300 ghosts, obtained 754 sect contributions, and 19 "rosary beads". As for the Zhanlijian, after beheading a 10th-level pulse-breaking ghost, he was promoted to the low-ranking middle-rank in one fell swoop!

For Ning Fan, this Demon Forest was an excellent test place.

After two hours of slaughter, his mana was almost exhausted, and it was time to restore his mana and devour the rosary.

Next to a stream that nobody cares about in the Demon Forest, Ning Fan showed his figure and took out the magic weapon array plate given by Lanmei. With a little mana, a light blue screen with a radius of 100 meters stretched around the array plate, but it was In an instant, a 'Spirit'-level formation was laid beside the stream.

The 'Spirit'-level formation can resist the attacks of the masters of the fusion spirit. In the first area, no one can break through this formation.

Cross-legged in the formation, Ning Fan exhaled lightly, took out a few bottles of wound medicine and a soul-recovery pill, and while recovering his injuries and mana, he justified the insights brought about by the killing.

The chance of forming a rosary after beheading the pulse-defying ghosts in the first area is too low. Dozens of them are often beheaded to form a rosary. And those who produce the rosary are often ghosts above the seventh level of piercing the veins. And the higher the cultivation base, the more rosary beads that are produced, the more spiritual power it contains.

Ning Fan pondered slightly and made a guess. The higher the cultivation level, the higher the probability of forming a rosary, and the stronger the rosary's psychic power!

Hunting ghosts in the first area seems like a waste of time. For two hours, the relatively high-level pulse-breaking ghosts in the first area were killed by himself. What's left, there are only endless ghosts of the first and second layers...

It's almost time to enter the second area.

After half an hour of adjusting his breath, Ning Fan's state returned to full. If he were to enter the second area and face a spirit-melting ghost, it would be dangerous to rely on his cultivation in the middle of his mind. If he encounters the self-destruction of a ghost at the peak of Rongling, he will probably be unable to resist. At least, you need to have a late-stage cultivation base of Rongling, and you will be safe to enter.

He took out 19 rosary beads, and after a moment of contemplation, he began to refine them one by one.

1, 2... When taking the 19th rosary bead, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and an invisible thought force spread out.

Only 19 rosary beads have doubled the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and the power of spiritual sense has reached the strength of the late stage of fusion.

Perceiving the powerful medicinal effect of the 'rosary', Ning Fan's eyes were full of light. If he entered the second area and hunted for more and higher-quality rosary, the power of spiritual sense might be able to break through the level of golden elixir, or even higher!

Lanmei gifted himself two bottles of elixir, 40 elixir, enough for 20 pulse elixir. In the Ding Furnace Ring, there are still 17 Ding Furnace that can be mined. Forget about the female cultivator of the Golden Elixir, if only 15 female cultivators of Rongling were harvested, maybe the remaining 50 immortal veins could be raised in one fell swoop!

With a hundred pulses, you can break through the late stage of fusion in one fell swoop!

Ning Fan's eyes moved, and he no longer hesitated. With a flick of his sleeves, the cauldron ring flashed dimly, and in an instant, 15 delicate and delicate female cultivators were lying on the ground, all unconscious. And Ning Fan moved his fingers and counted on each female cultivator. In an instant, 15 women, all in their sleep, let out unbearable coquettish groans. , but stretched out between his legs...

In Ning Fan's eyes, there was some hesitation for a moment, but immediately, the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by indifference. These witches are all enemies and need no mercy.

"They are the cauldrons... fornication, there is no need for a reason."

Ning Fan took off his robes and walked coldly towards a female cultivator who was unconscious.

A scene in the sky, lasting three days and three nights. Three days later, his cultivation base broke through in one fell swoop.

...

Besides, Meng Chu, the elder of the Hall of Merit, reported the number of merits of Ning Fan, and immediately there were several elders of Rongling, as well as countless deacon disciples, who came to watch.

Seeing the contribution of Ning Fan's sect, all the old monsters were dumbfounded. These people only know that Ning Fan's background is amazing, but they don't know that Ning Fan has a mid-term cultivation base. Naturally, he was shocked by the speed at which Ning Fan made contributions.

Two hours later, with 754 contributions, these old monsters asked themselves, even if they entered the ghost forest, they might not be faster than Ning Fan.

"This son, extraordinary..." Elder Li sighed, without a trace of pride. In front of Ning Fan, Li Zhihuan, the arrogant child of his clan, was nothing at all.

"Giggle, my concubine is facing Ning Fan, and I am interested again." Elder Chu, who had previously despised Ning Fan, now smiled and re-emphasized Ning Fan. It's just that she also understands that it is absolutely impossible for her to recruit Ning Fan based on her cultivation in the middle of the fusion spirit.

Everyone was shocked when they didn't know Ning Fan's cultivation, but some people knew about Ning Fan's cultivation.

An old man with white beard and white eyebrows, white robe and white sword, his eyes closed slightly, and he slowly entered the Hall of Merit. Behind him, there was a handsome and handsome young man in white, but it was a white jade who had quite a gap with Ning Fan.

As soon as the old man entered, the ghost bird masters in the Hall of Merit all looked solemn and saluted respectfully.

"

I have seen Bai Zun! "

This snow-white old man is one of the Four Demon Venerables of the Ghost Bird, and he possesses the 'White Venerable' who is in the middle stage of Jindan—Bai Feiteng!

As for Ning Fan's true cultivation, the elders above Jindan are well aware of it, so no one came to the Hall of Merit. This Bai Zun came here, which was quite intriguing.

But seeing Bai Feiteng nodding casually, it was a return to everyone's salute, his eyes fell on the merit monument, and he found Ning Fan's position, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, which flashed lightly.

"Han Yuanji's apprentice, but that's it. In the middle of Rongling's cultivation, it took two hours to get 754 contributions..."

As soon as Bai Feiteng said this, in the Hall of Merit, Qi Qi gasped.

That unremarkable young man, Ning Fan, was actually a mid-level master of fusion, how could it be possible?

But thinking of Ning Fan's contribution of 754 in just two hours, and possessing the mid-term cultivation base of Rongling, it's not so strange.

"In the middle of Rongling's cultivation level, but he is fighting with the younger generation of pulse-breaking, this child is just a grandstanding generation."

Bai Feiteng smiled coldly and sat casually on the chair beside him. He was at odds with the old demon, and naturally he didn't want to see the old demon's apprentice in the limelight.

But Bai Feiteng didn't expect that his sarcasm would make Ning Fan even more in the limelight.

Ning Fan's bone age can't be faked, only 17 years old. In the middle of the 17-year-old Rongling, looking at the whole country of Yue, and even the entire southeastern continent of the rain world, they are all people who are arrogant.

In the Ghost Bird Sect, many elders are only in the early and middle stages of the fusion spirit. Now that they know Ning Fan's cultivation base, it will be difficult to face Ning Fan in the future.

Everyone's attention to Ning Fan not only did not decrease, but instead increased. They wanted to see how much sect contribution a mid-term master of Rongling could get in a month.

However, they were destined to be disappointed, because for three days, Ning Fan's contribution value had not been skipped again. On the contrary, Lu Ziqiao, within three days of uninterrupted slaughter, has already had 600 Contribution Points, faintly catching up with Ning Fan.

"What is this son doing, why is his sect contribution not rising..."

Everyone was puzzled, and within three days, every time Bai Feiteng came to the Hall of Merit, the disdain in his eyes became stronger.

"As I said earlier, this son is a grandstanding. I'm afraid this Ning Fan is seriously injured at the moment, hiding somewhere and waiting for the trial to end."

Bai Feiteng's words were obviously biased, but everyone had no words to refute. If Ning Fan didn't hide, why didn't his contribution increase for three days.

The old eye glanced at the monument of merit and virtue, and Bai Feiteng turned around and left, not staying for long. However, the moment he turned around, on the monument of merit, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and he saw that Ning Fan's contribution value suddenly increased by as much as 100 points, reaching 854 points.

At 100 points, it must have killed the ghosts in the early stage of Rongling, and Rongling ghosts will only appear in the second area.

"Impossible, this child dares to enter the second area, does he not want to live!"

Bai Feiteng's complexion changed, this Ning Fan's combat power is unknown, but this courage is huge, as big as Han Yuanji. Entering the second area with a mid-level Rongling cultivation base, once you are besieged by ghosts at the peak of Rongling, you will surely die!

"This son, he must die..." Bai Feiteng received a startled expression with a solemn expression. Unconsciously, the gaze that looked at Ning Fan was not looking at the younger generation.

...

For three days, there was no news from Ning Fan, and Lanmei felt a little uneasy.

In the fragrant boudoir, after Lanmei ran the mana Zhoutian, she stopped her work and exhaled lightly.

"I don't know what happened to Ning Fan... I stole Daddy's map to him. I think he should be able to avoid many dangers..."

Her cold face, bluntly squeezed out a smile. Ning Fan seemed to say that her smile was ugly, and she had to practice smiling.

She was smirking in front of the makeup mirror, but saw Lanmei's close-fitting girl, Ke'er, panting, pushing the door and entering, so scared that Lanmei hurriedly put away her smile and said displeased.

"Ke'er, why are you so unruly, you come in without knocking on the door..."

"Little...Miss, the big thing is bad, Uncle... Uncle entered the second area of ​​the ghost forest. Everyone in the Hall of Merit said that Uncle's contribution value suddenly increased by 100 points, and he must have been killed. A powerful ghost in the early days of fusion."

"What! How could he be so reckless! Even Elder Jindan would not easily enter the second area!"

With a snap, the makeup mirror fell to the ground, Lanmei stood up in a hurry, her eyes anxious and worried.

"This Ning Fan, how can he cause trouble like this, no, I ask daddy to save him..."