There were only a few hundred people living in the Snow Lotus Tribe, and all of them were mortal Specters without any cultivation base.
Ning Fan cast a sidelong glance at the center of the tribe from the corner of his eyes. He could see a huge bonfire burning on a tall wooden frame.
Some young herdsmen of the Snow Lotus Tribe were slaughtering cows and goats and roasting them near the bonfire. There were also many women in Hu attire dancing around the bonfire.
Whether it was a man or a woman, their gazes were as pure as the snow on a snowy mountain.
Looking at this scene, Ning Fan suddenly felt a sense of tranquility … The Snow Lotus Tribe was a hospitable and peaceful tribe that stood aloof from worldly affairs.
It was a good place to stay away from fights, noise, and intrigue. Unfortunately, it did not belong to him.
"Big Brother Ning, you are actually an Immortal Master? That was amazing! Do you know how to summon the God of Berserkers? Do you know how to summon Death Soldiers? It was said that there were many immortals in the central region of the Emperor Tomb who could summon barbarian gods and dead soldiers. One immortal could defeat tens of thousands of people. Do you know these immortal techniques? "Xi Lian asked with a look of admiration.
"No …" I only know how to kill. Of course, he wouldn't say the second half of the sentence out loud to avoid scaring the young lady.
"You don't know how to summon the Barbarian God and the Undead Soldiers, what a pity …" The girl was a little disappointed.
The few burly men who were guarding the entrance of the tribe had already reported Ning Fan's arrival to the patriarch.
The chief of the Snow Lotus Tribe was a middle-aged man with stubble. His name was Xi Sa. He was discussing something important with the elders of the tribe.
But when he heard that Ning Fans immortal master had arrived, he immediately turned pale with fright. He didn't dare to be negligent and blew the bugle horn, leading all the warriors and women of the tribe to welcome Ning Fans.
"We greet Immortal Master Ning!" Cesa respectfully said.
Ning Fan let out a soft sigh. When he had just entered the Sovereign Tomb, he met Xi Lian by chance. Under her invitation, he wanted to visit the Snow Lotus Tribe. However, he did not expect that his arrival would scare this peaceful tribe.
He shook his head and consoled her.
"Everyone, you don't have to worry. I'm just passing by the Snow Lotus Tribe. I'll leave after drinking a cup of wine. I definitely won't harm the lives of the people of the Snow Lotus Tribe."
As soon as he heard that Ning Fan was just passing by the Snow Lotus Tribe and would not harm anyone, Patriarch Xi Sa heaved a sigh of relief.
"Since Immortal Master Ning has passed by our Snow Lotus Tribe, you are our guest. Our Snow Lotus Tribe may not have much, but we do have a lot of good wine and meat. Roast the fattest beef and mutton and prepare the best lotus wine to welcome Great Immortal Master Ning! "
"Alright!"
The atmosphere suddenly became lively. Those herdsmen who were afraid of Ning Fan's Vein Opening Realm now put down their fear and entertained him with good wine and meat.
He did not use any of his cultivation base anymore. He did not want to scare these mortal undead spirits.
He didn't display any lofty behavior. He was just like an ordinary person, sitting quietly under the bonfire, eating meat and drinking wine while chatting and laughing with the old men of the Snow Lotus Tribe.
Ning Fan was a cultivator who was experienced and knowledgeable. His way of speaking and his knowledge had won the admiration of countless elderly members of the Snow Lotus Tribe.
His alcohol tolerance was extraordinary. Many young warriors of the Snow Lotus Tribe had a drinking competition with him but none of them could make him drunk. As long as Ning Fan did not want to get drunk and his heart was not intoxicated, he would not get drunk. His alcohol tolerance had also subdued a young warrior.
Occasionally, there were a few enthusiastic women who invited Ning Fan to dance with them. Ning Fan had no choice but to reject them. He did not know how to dance … However, he took a Qiang flute from one of the herdsmen and began to play it to accompany those women.
The sound of the flute was simple and melodious. That simplicity represented Ning Fan's inner heart.
At the same time, the sound of the flute also contained an indelible sound of a powerful army. That was the massacre that Ning Fan had committed in the past that he could not erase in his entire life.
His flute had subdued countless young ladies of the Snow Lotus Tribe. It also subdued Xi Lian.
Many of them cast flirtatious glances at Ning Fan. However, Ning Fan turned a blind eye to them. He just raised his head and looked at the sky that was gradually turning dark. He looked at the moon that rose in the night sky …
He put down the Qiang flute. After cultivating the Dao for more than forty years, he felt like he was in a dream.
Wandering in a foreign land with no one to rely on … All the pursuits of a cultivator were like an illusory dream and an ethereal moon …
The sky was already dark but the bonfire became even brighter.
He closed his eyes and listened to the crackling sound of the flames in the bonfire while recalling the past of his life.
Fame and fortune were illusory, cultivation base was illusory, power was illusory, beauty was illusory, good and evil were illusory, illusion was illusory, moonlight was illusory … All of these were illusory … but what was illusory?!
"What is void?"
Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and revealed an expression of enlightenment.
When he entered the Emperor's Tomb, he only wanted to explore the Emperor's Tomb. However, he did not expect that the peaceful scenes of the mortals in the Snow Lotus Tribe would arouse his thoughts and enlightenment.
And this Dao comprehension was actually the Dao comprehension of the word 'void'!
Even though he had unexpectedly broken through to the Void Inquiry Stage in the Star Palace and was already a Mid Reckless Devil Realm expert whose strength was comparable to a Void Inquiry Stage expert, he had never thought about the word 'void' in detail.
At this moment, the question he was asking himself was' What is void '. It was a question that all Void Glimpse Stage cultivators would ask themselves before they advanced to the Void Glimpse Stage!
Once one understood what the void was, one could pry into the void!
By controlling the meridians of the void, one could ask about the void!
Standing in the Void Ocean, one could reach the Void Pierce Stage!
Standing above the void, one could reach the Great Void!
Ning Fan suddenly smiled. It seems like I can really comprehend the true meaning of the word 'void' after entering the Sovereign Tomb this time.
Currently, he was just a trace of his separated soul which was only at the First Level of the Vein Opening Realm … However, in the Sovereign Tomb, it would be a good opportunity for his separated soul to regain the cultivation base of his main body.
Just as he was thinking about it, faint sounds of galloping horses could be heard from outside the Snow Lotus Tribe. The sounds were mixed with the night breeze. There were at least thousands of cavalrymen who were giving off strong killing intent.
The sound of galloping horses was very soft and it was extremely far away. It was difficult for mortals to distinguish it. However, it could not escape Ning Fan's ears.
Ning Fan put down the wine pot and let out a soft sigh. It seems like the Snow Lotus Tribe has gotten itself into a great calamity. Today, the discussion between Patriarch Xi Sa and the other members of the tribe is probably related to this calamity …
He cupped his fists at Patriarch Xi Sa and bid farewell. "Thank you for giving me the wine, Patriarch Xi Sa. I have some matters to attend to. I'll take my leave now."
Patriarch Xi Sa was stunned. He did not understand why Ning Fan wanted to leave when he was only half drunk.
However, he certainly did not dare to stop Ning Fan from leaving. If Ning Fan wanted to leave, he would immediately send him off with his men.
Ning Fan, however, waved his hand. Holding the Qiang flute given to him by the Snow Lotus Tribe, he quietly disappeared into the night.
Xi Lian and many other young ladies of the Snow Lotus Tribe looked at Ning Fan's skinny back and sighed faintly. It seemed like their young hearts were stirred …
However, it was impossible for Ning Fan to stay for them. He also would not tell them the purpose of his departure.
He wanted to go and kill people to eliminate the enemy for the Snow Lotus Tribe. He did not want to let the several thousands of cavalrymen massacre the tribe.
At the foot of a snowy mountain that was thirty li * (500m per li) away from the Snow Lotus Tribe, there was a snow river that flowed down from the mountain. On the riverbank, there were nearly five thousand sturdy cavalrymen who were stationed there.
These five thousand cavalrymen were holding three huge banners. They were the Ghost Wolf Tribe, the Desolate Wolf Tribe and the Tranquil Wolf Tribe.
The reason why the five thousand cavalrymen of the three tribes had appeared at this place was only for one purpose – to attack the Snow Lotus Tribe that was thirty li * (500m per li) away!
"Haha. I heard that the Snow Lotus Tribe has a lot of cattle and sheep. Moreover, there are also many women with soft and tender skin. Hehe. Our three tribes will join forces and massacre the Snow Lotus Tribe. We will divide those cattle, sheep, women and slaves among ourselves. What do you think?!"
"Alright!"
When the three leaders of the tribes were discussing about the massacre of the Snow Lotus Tribe, one of the scouts suddenly noticed a white-robed young man walking towards them under the night sky.
A few scouts immediately drew their bows and shot their arrows at the white-robed young man who was suddenly approaching the army. The wind created by the arrows whistled fiercely.
However, before the few arrows could get close to the young man, he suddenly flicked his sleeve and all the arrows turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.
As for the white-robed young man, he took a step forward and suddenly disappeared from his original spot.
"How is this possible?!" Before the scouts could figure out the situation, a bloody hole that was as thick as a thumb suddenly appeared on the forehead of each of them. Their blood splattered across the sky and they fell off their warhorses, dying on the spot.
The few scouts actually died in such a strange way!
* Hiss *
The warhorses neighed in fear, alerting the five thousand cavalrymen of the tribe!
"Who are you?! You have just charged into the army of our three tribes and killed our scouts! "One of the leaders shouted furiously.
Ning Fan appeared in the night and stood in front of the five thousand cavalrymen of the tribe.
"Do you all want to attack the Snow Lotus Tribe?" Ning Fan asked indifferently.
"So what if we do? Don't tell me you want to stand up for the Snow Lotus Tribe and fight against our five thousand cavalrymen all by yourself? "The leader said disdainfully.
"Yes!" Ning Fan replied indifferently.
"With just you?" One of the leaders revealed a mocking smile. From his point of view, Ning Fan wanting to fight against the five thousand cavalrymen all by himself was just a pipe dream.
"Why do you want to stand up for the Snow Lotus Tribe?! How many cows, sheep and beautiful women have the Snow Lotus Tribe given you? I will give you double of that. You will help us attack the Snow Lotus Tribe! "Another leader tried to tempt him cautiously. He had seen the strange way the few scouts died. They were killed by Ning Fan almost in an instant.
Judging from that, Ning Fan was indeed brave and had value in recruiting him.
“...”
Ning Fan did not say anything else.
He did not care about the ridicule of others nor would he be tempted by them.
He, Ning Fan, did not need a reason to kill people. Why would he need an explanation?!
If he must find a reason, then there was only one.
He did not kill for wealth and glory but for the kindness of a meal.
With a flash, Ning Fan lifted the Qiang flute and activated his First Level Vein Opening Realm magic power.
The ordinary Qiang flute that was made of oil bamboo became a terrifying killing weapon in Ning Fan's hands. It was even more powerful than a Low Grade Flying Sword!
* Chi * * Chi * * Chi *
In just an instant, the dozens of cavalrymen at the vanguard were all pierced through their foreheads by the Qiang flute and fell off their horses.
The three leaders of the cavalrymen were shocked. Ning Fan's killing technique of controlling the Qiang flute was no longer a mortal's martial technique. It was an immortal technique that could only be seen in the Central Region!
"Immortal-Immortal Master! This man is actually an immortal master! He is an immortal master who came from the Central Region! "
"An immortal master can slaughter ten thousand mortals. Damn it! The Snow Lotus Tribe is just a small tribe with only a few hundred people. No matter how many cows and sheep they have, it's impossible for them to invite an immortal master … Why did this immortal master help them?! "
"I don't care anymore! This man is alone after all. We have five thousand cavalrymen with us. Let's fight him to the death! "
The three leaders revealed ferocious expressions. As soon as they blew the horn, five thousand cavalrymen immediately took their bows and shot arrows at Ning Fan. The arrows were like meteors chasing after the moon, emitting cold glints in the night sky.
Ning Fan stared at the five thousand arrows. His eyes remained unmoved. His figure flashed and disappeared like a ghost. All five thousand arrows missed their target.
The magic technique he used was just a small Vein Opening Realm magic technique. It was called invisibility. With his First Level Vein Opening Realm separated soul, he could only use low-grade magic techniques. It was as if he had returned to the days when he just started cultivating the devil path.
To mortals, however, the invisibility technique was already a terrifying ability!
* Chi * * Chi * * Chi * *
Every time the Qiang flute attacked, dozens of people would definitely lose their lives.
Under the night sky, Ning Fan was the only one who was engaged in a one-sided slaughter!
Indeed, he would not use magic power to bully mortals. However, he would not care about the five thousand cavalrymen who bullied others with their strength. He would just kill them directly.
The night sky dispersed and the morning light shone on the snowy mountain.
Ning Fan stepped over five thousand corpses and coldly walked towards the other side of the snowy mountain.
In the Snow Lotus Tribe, Patriarch Xi Sa was still wearing a worried expression.
He had received news that the Ghost Wolf Tribe and the other two tribes were going to massacre the Snow Lotus Tribe. However, the news seemed to be inaccurate. The Ghost Wolf Tribe did not send any cavalry to attack them … What was going on?
For three consecutive days, the Snow Lotus Tribe was still safe and sound. *
During these three days, the herdsmen of the Snow Lotus Tribe who went out to investigate discovered a terrifying scene at the foot of the snowy mountain thirty li * away!
Five thousand cavalrymen were all killed by someone!
The killer's method was extremely terrifying. It seemed like he had used some kind of special weapon to pierce through the foreheads of all the cavalrymen, leaving a bloody hole that was as thick as a thumb on their foreheads.
Judging from the situation of the battlefield, there was only one killer!
"It's a killer. He killed five thousand cavalrymen of the Ghost Wolf Tribe and the other three tribes all by himself! This is really terrifying! "Each of the herdsmen of the Snow Lotus Tribe including Patriarch Xi Sa was deeply shocked.
At the same time, they also felt lucky. After all, the five thousand cavalrymen were obviously going to attack the Snow Lotus Tribe. If it wasn't because of the mysterious killer who killed all of them, they would certainly massacre the entire tribe three days ago.
"It seems like we should thank that mysterious expert … However, I wonder who this expert is …" Each of the herdsmen of the Snow Lotus Tribe sighed.
"It's him! It's Big Brother Ning! "Xi Lian was the only one who cried tears of joy.
She recognized the bloody holes on the foreheads of the corpses … They were caused by the Qiang flute that was specially made by the Snow Lotus Tribe.
Perhaps there was only one person who had the ability to kill five thousand cavalrymen with an ordinary flute made by the Snow Lotus Tribe …
"Big Brother Ning …" The young lady looked into the distance with gratitude and sighed.
She thanked him for saving the Snow Lotus Tribe but she did not ask for anything in return.
She also sighed because Ning Fan would never come back.
"This isn't his home. He isn't a returnee. He's just a passerby …"
...
Ning Fan crossed the snowy mountain and continued walking for another three days.
The Thunder Sovereign's tomb was very mysterious. Every time he killed an undead spirit with cultivation base, he would certainly obtain a lightning fruit that was similar to a Dao Fruit. The magic power it contained was roughly equivalent to one percent of the medicinal power of an ordinary Dao Fruit.
Ning Fan had killed five thousand people but he did not obtain any lightning fruits. Of course, it was because those people were just mortals.
However, during the three days he spent crossing the snowy mountain, he discovered dozens of Vein Opening Realm spiritual beasts in the depths of the mountain.
To mortals, these spiritual beasts were extremely terrifying. However, they were not worth mentioning to Ning Fan.
These spiritual beasts sneakily attacked Ning Fan. However, they were all killed by him with a wave of his hand and he obtained more than twenty Vein Opening Realm Lightning Fruits.
After Ning Fan consumed more than twenty Vein Opening Realm Lightning Fruits, the cultivation base of his separated soul broke through to the Fifth Level of the Vein Opening Realm in one go.
This cultivation base was exactly the same as his cultivation base when he was the young lord of the Seven Apricot City in the past!
He stood at the other end of the snowy mountain, walking in the night sky. He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, looking back at the mundane world like smoke …
"Fifth Level of the Vein Opening Realm …"
His body was healing itself using the Black Star Technique.
As for his separated soul, it wanted to continue walking in this Sovereign Tomb and improve its cultivation base to a higher level!
Vein Opening Realm, Harmonious Spirit Realm, Gold Core Realm, Nascent Soul Realm, Divine Transformation Realm, Void Refinement Realm …
Step by step, he wanted to walk on the path of cultivation once again!
This path would not take too much time. With his abilities, he only needed a short amount of time to cultivate his separated soul to an extremely high level.
"It's just that I still haven't figured out … what is void …"
He looked at the bright moon and felt that the mundane world was getting further and further away from him.
What is void …
On the fourth day, he walked to the other end of the snowy mountain. It was a small town with a river.
On the surface of the lake, boats with black awnings were coming and going. From time to time, there would be young girls waving at Ning Fan who was standing on the shore.
Ning Fan did not say a word. He just stood on the bridge and looked at the flowing water beneath his feet, waiting for the night to fall. Looking at the reflection of the moon in the water, he seemed to have understood something.
One day. Two days. Three days …
On the sixth day, he looked at the reflection of the moon in the water and threw a cobblestone to scatter the ripples on the surface of the lake. The reflection of the moon was shattered.
All of a sudden, he understood everything!
"Emptiness is the scattered moonlight!" (To be continued.)
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