Spirit Roaming Ten Thousand Li was a great divine ability. Its secret lay in stretching one's spirit sense to infinitely fine and far away.
In the past, when Ning Fan had just stepped onto the path of cultivation, he had accidentally used this ability. At that time, his spirit sense was still very weak. However, because it was stretched to its limit, it directly extended out of the Rain World to the Northern Heaven.
This was also a divine ability with an extremely high risk. In the past, Ning Fan almost lost his life because he could not retract his spirit sense. Fortunately, he was saved by the Tablet Master Immortal Emperor Meng Xuanzi.
Today, there was a mysterious old monster who wanted to guide him to Spirit Roaming Ten Thousand Li. It was really interesting …
Outside the Southern Medicine Temple, Ning Fan raised his head and looked at the sky. There was nothing in the sky except for the light drizzle. However, he seemed to be looking at something seriously and counting something. Gradually, his expression turned serious.
"One level, two levels, three levels …"
"Ten levels … Twenty levels …"
"Two hundred levels …"
"Four hundred levels …"
"One thousand one hundred and forty-nine levels …"
Some passersby were curious about Ning Fan's behavior. They stopped and looked at the sky together with him. However, they could not see anything from the sky. Ning Fan did not answer their questions. In the end, they could only leave with doubts.
They thought to themselves that this man who was counting at the sky was really a strange person. Of course, because of Ning Fan's attire, they did not dare to say it out loud.
After an unknown period of time, Ning Fan withdrew his gaze and slowly closed his eyes. Invisible spirit sense began to revolve around his body.
If someone could see this invisible spirit sense, they would be surprised to find that some runes were slowly forming on the surface of Ning Fan's spirit sense. Those runes were colorless and formless. Only those with profound eyes could see the Dao of Wood flowing on the runes. These runes were condensed by Ning Fan using the power of the Dao of Wood. The process of condensing them was extremely rough and difficult.
As time passed, more and more runes were condensed on the surface of Ning Fan's spirit sense. When those runes gathered together, they actually turned into a thin layer of cocoon on the surface of his spirit sense.
After the cocoon was formed, Ning Fan's spirit sense obviously improved in a certain aspect. Unfortunately, before Ning Fan could comprehend it in detail, the cocoon cracked open with a cracking sound as if it was broken due to the wrong method of cultivation.
Nearly two hours of hard work was wasted.
Ning Fan furrowed his brows. Then, he let out a bitter smile and cupped his fists towards the direction of the temple.
"Senior has the heart to guide me, but I can't comprehend the method within. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint Senior."
The voice in the temple said, "Disappointed? No, little friend, you've really surprised this old man. You clearly don't understand the Incantation of the [Incantation of Armor], but you can imitate it to such an extent with just one look. I have never seen someone with such extraordinary comprehension skills. "
"Senior, you flatter me too much. Junior doesn't deserve it." Ning Fan said politely, but his heart was secretly startled. He had a guess.
Divine Will Secret Art
Was it the terrifying mystical ability that covered the surface of the divine sense with a thin layer of talisman patterns that doubled the toughness of the divine sense?
Without a doubt, this mysterious old monster who had lured him here knew the great magical power of Spirit Wander. In the empty sky, there was actually an infinitely thin thread of spirit sense that was connected to the Southern Medicine Temple. As long as Ning Fan could see that thread of spirit sense, he would be able to find this place even without the guidance of the lady with the umbrella.
There were very few people who could see that thread of spirit sense. Only Ning Fan who had cultivated the Incantation of Spirit Sense and the Peering Rain Technique could see the thread of spirit sense in the sky. If it was someone else, even if they had the strength of an Immortal Venerable or Immortal King, they might not be able to see it.
This was the result of the mysterious old monster purposely revealing the thread of spirit sense and not hiding it. If he had the intention to hide it, even Ning Fan wouldn't know that there was a thread of spirit sense in the sky.
That was because the passersby didn't have enough cultivation to see it. That was why they felt that Ning Fan's calculation was strange.
They wouldn't know that Ning Fan was counting the layers of the spirit sense thread. There were a total of 1149 layers. The tenacity of this mysterious old monster's spirit sense was too terrifying!
"Spirit Wander is a great magical power. As my cultivation base gradually increased, it's not that I haven't tried to cultivate this technique, but I still couldn't succeed. In order to master this technique, one must have the cultivation base of a True Immortal Realm cultivator and must have a great comprehension in the cultivation of spirit sense. Only then can one achieve the first step of Spirit Wander – drawing the thread of spirit sense into the finest detail … As for the second step which is to increase the tenacity of the thread of spirit sense, only a few people can achieve it … "
Drawing the thread into the finest detail referred to the technique of drawing the spirit sense into a thin thread. It required one to cultivate the fine control of spirit sense to a certain extent in order to achieve this step. Among a hundred True Immortals, only one or two of them could achieve this. These people could draw their spirit sense into a thread that was one-tenth or one-twentieth of its size, thereby increasing the coverage of their spirit sense by ten or twenty times. However, this was usually their limit. They couldn't achieve the theoretical goal of Spirit Wander to infinitely fine and far.
It was because the thinner the spirit sense was, the lower its tenacity would be and the easier it would break. The infinitely fine thread of spirit sense was also infinitely brittle at the same time. It would break with just a gentle breeze. It couldn't be used to cast techniques at all.
Improving the tenacity of spirit sense was the biggest problem in cultivating Spirit Wander. Because of this limitation, there were many people who could achieve the first step of Spirit Wander. However, there were only a few people who could truly grasp this technique during the Dharma Ending Era. Even Quasi-Saints like Xiang Kuangzi and Daoist Mu Song did not know how to do it.
However, the old monster in this temple actually knew Spirit Wander! This old monster in this temple must not be underestimated … Ning Fan smiled bitterly in his heart.
Old Wu had fallen into this person's hands and he had no idea how to get him back …
"Do you know why I gave you some pointers?" The voice in the temple asked.
"I don't."
"It's because I sensed a trace of the Spirit Sense Art's qi from your body. However, it doesn't seem to be complete. I have a karmic connection with Immortal Emperor Tai Chang of the ancient Heavenly Court. He is the Great Emperor of Palm Sense. Even though he isn't good at fights, he has a deep understanding of the Dao of Spirit Sense. I have never seen anyone below the Sage Realm who could surpass him in the Dao of Spirit Sense. If I didn't obtain some benefits from him, it would be impossible for me to cultivate Spirit Wander to this level with my innate talent … What's your relationship with Tai Chang? Are you his descendant? "
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Senior. I had only cultivated the incomplete cultivation method of Immortal Emperor Tai Chang by chance. I'm not his descendant." Ning Fan thought for a while and answered honestly.
"Then it's really a pity … If you are his descendant, I will need to help you cultivate the true Spirit Wander because of the promise I made to him. However, if you aren't, then I don't need to fulfill this promise. It's enough for me to give you some pointers. However, it's absolutely impossible for me to teach you the complete Eight Spirit Sense Arts for no reason. That's the end of the pointers. Let's talk about your servant. "The old man sighed in disappointment and withdrew the thread of spirit sense that was hidden in the sky. His voice gradually became cold.
It was one thing for Ning Fan to have some fate with Immortal Emperor Tai Chang.
It was another thing for Ning Fan's servant to offend him!
"I wonder how did my servant, Old Wu, offend Senior. Please tell me." Although Ning Fan knew that the old man was strong, he still remained calm. After all, even though the old man's tone was cold, there was no real killing intent. There was still room for negotiation.
"Humph. That little turtle is called Old Wu, right? He took a fancy to one of my treasures and wanted to take it away. Then, he made a bet with me. Now that he lost the bet, he is trapped in my water jar. It's not difficult for you to save him. You just need to make a bet with me."
"What bet?"
"I bet that you won't be able to enter the Southern Medicine Temple alive and come to me. However, if you can do it, then I will lose the bet and you can take that little turtle away! However, if you lose the bet, you will die. I will take your flesh and blood! "
Ning Fan's heart shuddered.
If he lost, it would mean that he would die in the Southern Medicine Temple. He would die on the way to meet that mysterious old monster. This temple must be filled with dangers.
"Your relationship with this little turtle doesn't seem to be very good. I have only imprisoned him for less than half a day and he has already scolded you more than one thousand and eight hundred times. Humph. For the sake of this disloyal servant, you better not make this bet with me!"
The old man hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly exclaimed in surprise. It turned out that Ning Fan didn't hesitate at all and directly stepped into the Southern Medicine Temple.
Such decisiveness!
"Interesting kid" The old man's voice drifted further and further away until it could no longer be heard.
Ning Fan's eyes were calm as he stepped into the Southern Medicine Temple. His relationship with Old Wu was certainly not good enough for him to risk his life for him. However, even if it was just for the karma between Old Wu and the Old Monster, he wouldn't leave Old Wu behind.
Even if the other party was suspected to be a Quasi-Saint!
The moment he stepped into the temple, the Rain Technique outside the temple was forcefully cut off and the rain stopped.
Ning Fan's expression changed slightly. The inside and outside of the temple were only separated by a single door. However, it felt like they were two completely different worlds. With his current cultivation base, the moment he entered the temple, he could no longer send his spirit sense out of the temple. It was as if he was imprisoned in the gloomy temple!
From the outside, the Southern Medicine Temple was just a small and rundown temple.
From the inside, there were more than ten thousand Yin Towers. Desolate smoke and grass grew everywhere. Ghostly cries filled the sky. Dried bones were everywhere. Broken blades and broken staffs could be seen everywhere.
It didn't look like a pure land of Buddhism at all. It looked more like a cave of ghosts!
"No, this is … an illusion technique!"
Ning Fan suddenly felt something. He suddenly understood why those passersby turned a blind eye to the overflowing Yin Qi in this temple.
It turned out that he was the only one who was affected by the illusion technique. The moment he stepped into the temple was the moment the illusion technique was activated
"Break!"
Ning Fan's left eye flashed with a demonic light and shot out a purple-black ray of light. It hit the gloomy world inside the temple and created a crack.
It was the innate skill of the Fu Li Clan that could see through the illusion technique!
As soon as the crack opened, Ning Fan leaped into it. The scenery in front of him instantly changed. He was still standing outside the Southern Medicine Temple, maintaining the posture of looking at the sky and counting. The rain was still falling but there was no more overflowing Yin Qi in the temple.
Did he escape from the illusion technique? It turns out that he never entered the temple. He was already affected by the illusion technique right from the beginning …
"This man is really strange. He has been looking at the sky for two hours. I wonder what he is counting for …"
"Shh. Don't talk nonsense. He is the tomb guardian of the Sacred Mountain …"
Some passersby on the road were pointing at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan was also speechless. How did those people know that he had been looking at the sky for four hours? Could it be that they had been standing by the road for two hours? Aren't they bored?
* Roar *
Those passersby who were laughing at Ning Fan suddenly turned into evil spirits and pounced at him. The ground cracked from the middle, revealing the blazing magma hell below.
Only then did Ning Fan realize that he did not escape from the illusion technique at all. Instead, he was still trapped inside it. The Fu Li Clan's innate skill of breaking illusions was indeed powerful. However, his cultivation base was far weaker than that mysterious old monster's. It was still not enough for him to escape from the opponent's illusion technique!
"There are two ways to break the illusion technique. One is to rely on your cultivation base, divine abilities and magic treasures to forcefully break free. The other is to have a companion to help you wake up from your trance. If you don't have either of these, then the illusion technique will become a killing tool that is much more terrifying than other divine abilities … Without a doubt, this is a test of life and death. That old man did not lie to me about this … "
"With my current cultivation base, I am not strong enough to see through this technique. However, other than the ability to break illusions, I also have the ability to reflect the illusion technique of the Fu Li Clan. In a sense, the reflected illusion technique is much scarier than seeing through the illusion technique. It is especially so for people like me who are trapped in the opponent's illusion technique. If I can find the weakness of the opponent's illusion technique, I might even have a chance to reverse the situation … "
Ning Fan dodged the evil spirits that were pouncing at him. While dodging, he was observing his surroundings. His eyes flashed with green light. After a long time, his gaze suddenly shifted to the abyss of hell in the crack on the ground.
"That magma seems to be the most dangerous place in this technique. However, if I'm not mistaken, the weakest part of this technique happens to be hidden there …"
Ning Fan shook off the group of evil spirits and leaped into the magma of hell.
The scorching magma of hell had a temperature that was close to terrifying. If one jumps into it without any defense, even an immortal emperor would have a layer of skin peeled off.
The magma was formed by the illusion technique. Ordinary defensive methods would not be able to withstand its temperature at all. Besides, Ning Fan who was trapped in the illusion technique was not in his true form at the moment. Thus, he could not use any defensive methods at all. Thus, he might as well use the power of his own illusion technique to defend himself against the magma.
At this moment, he used the Dao Technique that he had rarely used until now!
At the same time he leaped into the magma, black qi kept gushing out from his body and enveloped him within it. That black qi was the color of the night. It was the Dao Technique that was formed after the Demonized Dark Night Dao Elephant achieved Grand Completion!
Since he was trapped in the opponent's illusion technique, it was naturally impossible for Ning Fan to directly replace the world of the opponent's illusion technique with his own darkness. However, it was still possible for him to activate some of the power of the Dark Night Illusion Technique to resist the damage of the opponent's illusion technique.
Most of the magma that was approaching him was blocked by the black qi. However, there was still a small amount of it that penetrated through his illusion defense and splashed on his body.
It was scorching. It was a scorching heat that could pierce one's soul. Every time he was burned by the magma, Ning Fan would feel that his mind and spirit were greatly depleted.
However, no matter how weak Ning Fan was, his expression was always calm. After leaping into the magma, he continued to swim downward. This seemingly bottomless hell was actually not that deep! After passing through the initial scorching magma, Ning Fan suddenly felt a chill around his body. He had actually fallen into a stone chamber. This stone chamber was built in the depths of the magma. The four walls were filled with illusion runes. There was even a pair of ox-horned crystals floating in mid-air.
The ox-horned crystals were the source of the power of this illusion technique. It was also the weakest point of this technique!
Ning Fan waved his sleeve. Large amounts of black qi swept towards the ox-horned crystals, as if he wanted to contaminate them.
However, before the black qi could get close to the crystals, rays of formation light shot out from the crystals, turning into complicated restrictive formations that repelled the black qi.
Ning Fan indifferently scanned the surroundings. This stone chamber that was less than ten steps away from him actually had more than a thousand types of defensive formations. Moreover, these formations were interconnected with each other. It was useless to break one or two of them as the formations would be regenerated very soon. Only by breaking all of the formations in one go could he get close to the ox-horned crystals.
Ning Fan carefully observed the restrictions in this place. He actually had the feeling of looking at the stars in the sky when he was a mortal. He felt that the complexity of the formations was far beyond his expectations. Moreover, if he stared at them for a long time, he would feel dizzy.
He could not stare at them for a long time. Otherwise, he would not be able to find a way to break the formations in a short period of time.
Ning Fan suppressed the desire to escape from the illusion technique in his heart. He was no longer in a hurry. Thus, he simply sat in a cross-legged position in the stone chamber and slowly studied the formations.
One day, two days, three days …
One month, two months, three months …
Spring passed and autumn came. Ning Fan had been sitting in this stone chamber for hundreds of years. One day, he suddenly rose to his feet and struck out thousands of rays of golden light at lightning speed. Amidst countless rumbling sounds, he directly broke the restrictive formation of this place!
After that, he raised his hand and polluted the ox-horned crystals with the black qi of his illusion technique. Then, he used the Fu Li Innate Skill of the illusion technique to directly control the illusion technique in this place!
All of a sudden, the eyes of the green-robed old man who was making a vat in the temple suddenly flashed with surprise and fell into a daze. However, he regained his senses a moment later.
As for Ning Fan, the scenery in front of him changed and he regained his senses.
He was still standing outside the temple, maintaining the posture of looking up at the sky.
On the roadside, some people were pointing at him and whispering.
"This man is really strange. He has already been looking at the sky for two hours. I wonder what he is counting …"
"Shh. Don't talk nonsense. This man is the tomb guardian of the Sacred Mountain …"
The hundreds of years of meditation in the stone chamber was just an illusion. In fact, the outside world was still at the moment when he was affected by the illusion technique.
However, when he heard these words that were somewhat similar, Ning Fan suddenly had a bad feeling. Could it be that he still hasn't escaped from the illusion technique?! There won't be another landslide in the next moment, right?
Fortunately, he really escaped this time because a voice of praise came from inside the temple.
"Very well, you've won. Take your servant home. I didn't expect that not only did you escape from this old man's illusion technique, you even reflected it back at me, causing me to lose myself for a moment … You are not bad! "
Ning Fan let out a long breath and walked into the temple. The temple didn't have the ten thousand Yin Towers in the illusion technique. This Southern Medicine Temple was just a small shabby temple.
There were two courtyards with two entrances. In the inner courtyard, an old man wearing a green leather coat with a braid was sitting in the courtyard. In front of him was a pedestal. He was holding a mud stick that was as thick as an arm and stacking it into the shape of a vat. As the pedestal rotated, he used a hemp thread that was dipped in mud to grind the surface of the vat bit by bit. Occasionally, he would take a wooden stick and place it on the mouth of the vat to smooth it.
In the courtyard, there were many vats that were being dried. There was no rainwater falling into the temple.
Further away, there was a small kiln that seemed to be used for burning vats. Outside the kiln, a young man wearing a cow-horned mask was glazing some of the vats.
He was the person that Ning Fan had met during the registration in the Blood Martial Arena.
"Why are you here? Could it be that you followed me here?!" The masked young man who seemed to be Xianyu Chun suddenly stood up and stared at Ning Fan with sharp eyes.
It was as if he was completely unaware of the confrontation between Ning Fan and the green-robed old man.
Ning Fan had already expected that he would meet Xianyu Chun here. Thus, he was not too surprised. He gave Xianyu Chun a deep look but did not say anything.
The green-robed old man said.
"Little friend Chun, hurry up and do what you need to do. It's none of your business. He came to find me! By the way, let me remind you that the deal between us is that you need to burn two million vats for me in your lifetime. Currently, you are still short of 1,999,762 vats. You are not allowed to be lazy! "
The green-robed old man stared at the masked young man with a stern face.
The masked young man looked at the green-robed old man with great fear. Then, he looked at Ning Fan again. In the end, he did not say anything and obediently went back to the vats to glaze.
The qi that the green-robed old man gave off was very weak. On the surface, he looked like a peddler in the market. However, when he focused his gaze on Ning Fan, he immediately gave Ning Fan a sense of pressure that could make the mountains roar and the seas roar.
A Second Level Quasi-Saint who was slightly stronger than Daoist Mu Song was actually such a terrifying expert!
"I know this person. Why is he here?" Ning Fan used the Prestige Word Art to neutralize the aura force of the old man and asked.
If he was not mistaken, the reason why Xianyu Chun stayed here to glaze the vats seemed to be some kind of special cultivation … He did not seem to have any evil intentions.
"You are here to take your servant away, not to ask for information. It's not good to ask too many questions! "The old man said with a frown.
"If I don't get to the bottom of this, I won't be at ease with his safety." The meaning behind his words was that he was worried that the old man would plot against Xianyu Chun.
This was also the worst-case scenario. If this Second Level Quasi-Saint old man had the intention to plot against Xianyu Chun, Ning Fan knew that he would not be able to resist him.
"You are thinking too much. I have never been one to plot against others. If I want to kill someone, I will just do it. If I want to harm someone, I will just do it. Be it this person, you or that turtle servant of yours, it's all the same!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man pointed at a water vat at the corner of the courtyard impatiently. Then, he continued to make the vat on his own and no longer paid any attention to Ning Fan.
Old Wu was inside that water vat.
Ning Fan walked closer to take a look. The water vat was half filled with water and a strange-looking big fish was being kept inside. It seemed to be around five jin in weight and was rather fat. There was also a turtle the size of a sesame seed inside the vat. The turtle's big eyes were adorable. It was the appearance of Old Wu's eighty thousand years old true body that had been shrunk countless times.
As for that strange fish, if one takes a closer look, it actually seemed to be an extinct ancient Yellow Spring Whale. It was said that it was a mutated species that lived in the Yellow Spring. However, it was kept as a pet by the old man and its size seemed to have shrunk countless times …
No. It was not shrunk. Instead, it was big when it was near and small when it was far away!
The vat of water seemed to be very close to Ning Fan but it was actually very, very far away from him … Ning Fan stretched out his hand to touch it. No matter how hard he tried, he could not touch the water in the vat.
It was as if the two fishes and the turtle were living in another world, another reincarnation!
No wonder Old Wu could not escape. It was because he did not understand reincarnation …
"There is a trace of reincarnation qi on your body. It's very weak but it was really comprehended by you. I don't think you need my help to fish out your servant. "The old man said without raising his head.
"Mm. I can do it myself. I don't need Senior's help."
Fortunately, Ning Fan had just gained his own understanding of reincarnation. Otherwise, he really would not dare to boast to fish out Old Wu.
However, he did not expect that Old Wu would actually scold him. Hehe. His skin is itching for a beating.
…
The world inside the vat.
It was an underwater world with no end. Old Wu, who had the body of a turtle, was swimming in the water while cursing and swearing. A Yellow Spring Whale that was as large as the starry sky was following behind him with a pitiful look.
This Yellow Spring Whale did not have a high level of intelligence. It could not understand why there would be such a cruel master in this world who would torture such a cute little turtle so cruelly.
The qi of this Yellow Spring Whale was extremely strong. It was almost comparable to some weak immortal emperors. Old Wu, who was locked in the vat, initially thought that this Yellow Spring Whale was weak and easy to bully. He wanted to bully it a little but he did not expect that he would be subdued by it in an instant. Fortunately, Old Wu immediately admitted defeat. This Yellow Spring Whale that did not have a high level of intelligence generously forgave Old Wu and agreed to Old Wu's request, becoming sworn brothers with him.
"Second Brother, are you listening to me?"
"Roar –" The Yellow Spring Whale wanted to say 'yes'.
"How pitiful. Second Brother, you don't even know how to speak. But fortunately, I know the language of some mutated beasts. I didn't expect that it would come in handy today! Are you pitying me? You're really my good Second Brother! "
"Roar – roar – roar – roar – roar – roar –" I'm not pitying you. We're brothers, and brothers don't need pity!
"Good Brother, then I'll continue. Next, I'm going to make my 1,842nd complaint. That damned malefic star didn't come to save me. He must have seen the enemy's strength and abandoned my little life. He has no sense of brotherhood, no sense of justice! If he was in trouble, I would definitely save him at all costs. I'm the most loyal Little Wu in the world. I won't be as heartless as that malefic star! "
"Roar –" Heartless!
"Next, I'm going to make my 1,843rd complaint. That malefic star that plays with fire motes doesn't share with me every time he gets something good. He even steals my treasures. Second Brother, tell me, shouldn't a master like this be struck by lightning?"
"Roar –" Struck by lightning!
"Next, I'm going to make my 1,844th complaint. That damned malefic star actually thinks that I'm Long Yang. This is a great insult to my character! How can I, Little Wu Ba, like men? I'm the most normal Little Wu Ba in the world! Also, I'm going to make my 1,845th complaint. Why did that malefic star do this to me … Eh? Second Brother, what are you looking at? Second Brother? "
As Old Wu Ba was cursing, he suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with the whale's eyes. With a glance, he saw the reflection of Ning Fan's half-smiling face in the Boundless Water Realm.
Immediately, his body trembled! Why did the malefic star come? How much did he hear?!
"… Now … Cough cough cough … I'm going to make my last complaint … Well, I'm going to make my complaint. I'm going to accuse the malefic star of being elegant, wise and resourceful. Damn it! I'm not convinced! How can there be such a perfect person in this world? How can ordinary people like us live?! Alright, I'm done with my complaint. Now, I'm going to tell you a story. The name of the story is' I have a good master. I'll be loyal to him for a lifetime '… "
Hehe.
Before Old Wu Ba could finish his words, he felt his vision turning black. In the next moment, he felt like he had left the water realm. His ancient true body that was forcefully restrained to the point where it could not leave finally left.
Next to the water tank, Ning Fan shook the water off his hand. A figure that was the size of a sesame seed fell to the ground. In an instant, it enlarged and turned into Old Wu Ba.
"Don't you think it's too late to change your words after making your complaint?"
As soon as Ning Fan's words left his mouth, Old Wu Ba felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Damn it! It's still too late to change my words!
"Master, I-I …" Old Wu Ba trembled a little. At the same time, he felt inexplicably touched.
He did not really hope that his master would come to save him with that flying sword. He just wanted to scare the green-robed old man and let him know that he had a helper outside.
Who would have thought that he would actually beg his master …
If he knew that his master was so concerned about his safety, he would not have scolded his master even if his heart was blinded by lard!
"Hehe. If you want to complain, wait until we return. There's plenty of time. Don't be anxious." Ning Fan smiled. However, Old Wu Ba had the urge to slap himself to death.
The fiend was definitely angry!
Anyone who risked his life to save someone would be angry when the other party scolded him! This damned mouth of his, he was done for!
Ning Fan was not angry. He was just speechless at Old Wu Ba's boredom. There were more than one thousand and eight hundred complaints against him. He was really curious about what they were all complaining about.
Did he commit such a heinous crime? If he did, it would be really good. As for this Old Wu Ba, he had never expected him to be loyal to him.
"We'll talk about your matter when we return. Now, be quiet for a while."
Seeing that Old Wu Ba still wanted to talk nonsense, Ning Fan was too lazy to listen to him. Instead, he walked to the green-robed old man and cupped his fists to thank him.
He thanked the old man for his magnanimity. He did not care about Old Wu Ba's offense and did not kill him.
He thanked the old man for his guidance. If Ning Fan could comprehend it carefully, he might be able to comprehend the method to toughen his spirit sense from today's guidance. Then, he would be able to cultivate the true Spirit Wander Ten Thousand Li.
The old man did not even raise his head, as if he did not see Ning Fan's action.
Before Ning Fan could open his mouth, he suddenly said.
"Even though you are not the descendant of Tai Chang, you are still fated to meet him. If you pay the price, I can also teach you the complete Eight Spirit Sense Chant. In this way, Tai Chang's divine ability will not decline."
"Oh? Senior is willing to teach me the complete Spirit Sense Chant? " Ning Fan's expression changed slightly. "May I know what price I have to pay to exchange for the complete Spirit Sense Chant?"
"I'll come another day. Today, I have the soul of the green ox in my body. I only need to focus on making the vat. I won't talk about the deal. I'll talk about this when I'm the yellow ox!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man lowered his head and turned the base of the mud vat. (To be continued.)
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