After the chaos in the Heavenly Border, the Trial of the Sword Ancestor would probably not be able to continue.
In a certain palace above the Great Desolate Lake, Ning Fan and Sovereign Ling had a long conversation before leaving.
He gave the Heavenly Border to Sovereign Ling as a betrothal gift.
He temporarily lent Xu Daozi to the Ling Palace to unite the remaining forces in the Heavenly Border.
When he walked out of the palace, it was snowing heavily and the night was dark.
Under a white plum tree, a lady stood quietly, waiting for Ning Fan to leave the palace. She was none other than Little Dugu.
"What did my father say to you?"
"He discussed with me about completely subduing the Heavenly Border. Then, he told me a lot of things related to you. Your hobbies, your personality, your … "
"Humph. Why did my father tell you everything?!" Little Dugu gently snorted. Her eyes were filled with joy.
"I heard from your father that you hate killing …" Ning Fan looked at Little Dugu with interest.
From what he knew, Little Dugu was not a simple person. She was quite intelligent, had extraordinary combat power, had astonishing sword techniques and was very clear about her likes and dislikes.
She was not Zhihe. She was not a naive woman. She actually hated killing. It was really interesting.
"Mm. Every time I see a massacre, I feel very uncomfortable. My heart hurts." Little Dugu said indifferently, as if she was talking about something that she did not really care about.
"Your heart hurts? Do you want me to help you take a look? "
Ning Fan looked at Little Dugu's perky breasts. He raised his body and stretched out his hand, pretending that he wanted to check the position of Little Dugu's heart.
Little Dugu glared at Ning Fan unhappily and said, "Go to hell, Little Devil Ning! If you want to take advantage of me, can't you find a better reason?! I'm not sick nor injured. Don't worry … It's just that there's a force in my heart. It doesn't like killing but it will also protect me … "
Ning Fan's brows slightly knitted. He could not help but recall the scene during the day.
When Xu Daozi's Black Crow Technique covered the sky with death qi, even Sovereign Ling and the others could not resist it. However, Little Dugu was not injured at all under the attack of the death qi.
Is it the mysterious force that she mentioned that is protecting her …??
"I just wanted to tease you just now. Now, I really want to check your body." Ning Fan took a step forward and held Little Dugu's soft waist with one hand. His other hand caressed her lower abdomen and slowly moved upwards …
"Shameless!"
Little Dugu's delicate body tensed up. The side of her face that was not tainted by a single speck of dust was flushed red. She pushed Ning Fan away and ran away like she was avoiding a wolf.
"Your master is waiting for you. Go quickly … I'm really fine. Trust me."
Dugu's voice could be heard faintly in the darkness of the night. It was very pleasant to hear.
"Are you really alright? If so, I'll believe you."
Ning Fan's brows loosened slightly. His mind wandered and he closed his eyes. The figure of an extremely wretched and shameless old man slowly appeared in his mind.
Yes, Little Dugu was right. It was time to look for Master and fulfill the promise from back then.
Without Little Dugu's presence, Ning Fan's expression completely disappeared. His expression was cold and emotionless.
At this moment, he was no longer pretending. He was just a person who had lost all seven emotions.
He had said that even though he had lost his seven emotions, he was not a heartless person.
Even if he had to lie, even if he had to hide, he would still smile at the person he loved.
With a flash of his body, Ning Fan disappeared into the darkness of the night.
Ten million li * (500m per li) north, there was an Ice Snow Sword City.
There were many cultivators guarding the city. All of them were sword cultivators of the Ling Palace. They seemed to be people sent by Little Dugu.
It seemed like Little Dugu was really keeping her promise and helping him protect the Old Devil.
Even though the Old Devil had his own brilliant plan to get Emperor Xia as his bodyguard … Ning Fan did not know about this until Emperor Xia sent him a letter.
In a cold room, the Old Devil was sitting alone on a bed. Emperor Xia was not present.
There was a chessboard on the bed. An oil lamp was lit beside it. The Old Devil was holding a chess piece in his hand. He was playing chess with himself like a high scholar.
Suddenly, a breeze blew in the cold room. A young man in white robes appeared.
The Old Devil pretended to be profound and said, "Disciple, you're here. I haven't seen you for many years. You're already at the Sixth Shatterer Realm. Not bad, not bad. You didn't waste my efforts to nurture you in the past."
Ning Fan looked at the Old Devil who was behaving like this. At first, he was stunned and then speechless.
What was the Old Devil playing at? Imitating someone else's master, pretending to be a senior expert, and acting serious?
It seemed like the Old Devil had never been serious since the day Ning Fan met him.
"Disciple, why are you still in a daze? Come and play a game of chess with me. I'm indifferent to fame and fortune. I'm far away from the world. On a snowy night under a green lamp, it's really a good thing to have a good disciple to play chess with! "
The Old Devil's scholarly appearance made Ning Fan speechless.
Ning Fan did not say much. He sat on the bed, facing the Old Devil across the chessboard.
The Old Devil's scalp suddenly felt itchy. He wanted to scratch it, but he was afraid that it would ruin his image as a senior expert, so he resisted the urge.
With a wave of his sleeve, all the black and white chess pieces returned to the jar.
Then, the Old Devil narrowed his eyes and said to Ning Fan indifferently, "You take the white chess piece."
In ancient times, the Old Devil's action was to let Ning Fan take the initiative.
After all, he was the master. How could he take advantage of his disciple?
"If that's the case, then this disciple won't be polite."
Ning Fan smiled. He was really not going to be polite.
He took the white chess piece and played ten games with the Old Devil. In nine games, the Old Devil was defeated.
With Ning Fan's chess technique and wisdom, even if he played against the Heavenly Emperor, he would have a 50/50 chance of winning.
Against the Old Devil, it would be a complete one-sided slaughter.
The tenth game was about to end. The Old Devil had lost to the point where he couldn't bear it anymore.
The Old Devil was angry. He could no longer pretend to be a senior expert!
"Motherf * cker! I'm your master. Will you die if you let me win two games?! "
* Pa *
Before the tenth game was over, the Old Devil flipped the table.
"This game is a draw!" He smiled in an extremely wretched manner.
Ning Fan smiled but did not say anything. If he didn't kill the Old Devil ten games in a row, the Old Devil would probably continue to act pretentious. The scholarly Old Devil gave him goosebumps.
"Disciple greets Master. After not seeing you for a hundred years, Master's complexion seems to be good."
Ning Fan carefully observed the Old Devil.
The Old Devil's current cultivation base had already recovered to the peak of Void Fragmentation. Without a doubt, it was definitely the help of Wei Xuan and the others.
As for the devil poison in the Old Devil's body, it had already been removed
Thinking about it, the Old Devil had Emperor Xia by his side. What kind of poison could stop him?
He didn't want to remove the Absolute Yin Poison in the past because he was disheartened and wanted to spend the rest of his life in Yue Country
Until the Old Devil met Ning Fan, another descendant of the Yin Yang Evil Vein, and saw the hope of reviving his wife!
Therefore, he wanted to fight again, all for the sake of awakening his beloved!
"Your complexion doesn't look so good … Seven emotions extinguished, reincarnation abandoned, devil intent born … What exactly happened?"
The Old Devil looked at Ning Fan with an extremely dignified expression. There was no trace of wretchedness on his face, only worry.
"It's just a small matter … Master, Han Nietian has died in my hands. Please restrain your grief." Ning Fan sighed.
"I know, he walked the wrong path. It was the path he chose. Since he made a choice, he must bear the consequences … "The Old Devil's eyes gradually turned cloudy, as if he was lonely.
"Oh right, the Dao Soil should be completely unsealed, right?" Ning Fan changed the topic.
"En, it's completely unsealed!" The Old Devil's eyes suddenly lit up. His spittle flew everywhere as he spoke incessantly.
"Speaking of this Dao Soil, it's a good thing! Normally, only the great powers with She Kong can get a little of it. Hehe, this old man took advantage of the seclusion of the Pure Yang Sect Master to kill his way into the sect and seized the Heaven Avoiding Coffin and an acre of Dao Soil, causing chaos in the sect … "
The Old Devil was in high spirits when he talked about his glorious achievements in the past. It seemed like he would talk for three days and three nights.
Ning Fan shook his head and decisively interrupted the Old Devil's reminiscing of the past. "How do you plant a Dao Fruit?"
All of a sudden, the Old Devil's excited expression was replaced by a look of pity. He heaved a long sigh and finally said, "The way to plant a Dao Fruit is the same as the way mortals plant. You need to sow seeds … There are two sources of seeds. One is the Dao Power Seed which is very difficult to collect. The other is to steal the Immortal Seed from a cultivator's body … All cultivators born in the Four Heavens have the Immortal Seed. "
"Immortal Seed?"
All of a sudden, Ning Fan recalled something.
That year, when he was still in the Sinister Sparrow Sect, he accidentally entered the Northern Heaven and met the Tablet Palm Immortal Emperor.
The Tablet Palm Immortal Emperor was surprised that Ning Fan didn't have an Immortal Seed in his body.
Ning Fan wasn't a cultivator of the Four Heavens, so he didn't have an Immortal Seed in his body.
So, he must use the Yin and Yang energy to condense the Yin Yang Dao Seed to help the Old Devil plant the Dao Fruit?
The Old Devil's next words confirmed Ning Fan's thoughts.
He handed Ning Fan three pieces of black stones and a jade slip and explained.
"This jade slip records the specific method of condensing a Dao Seed. This stone is called the Dao Seed Stone. It is very precious. Your cultivation base is still low. You must borrow the power of the Dao Seed Stone to have a chance of condensing a Dao Seed … You only have a chance, but that chance is very slim. The Dao Seed Stone is very precious. Even with this old man's connections, I can only get three of them. You only have three chances to condense the Yin Yang Dao Seed. If you fail … "
The Old Devil revealed a bitter expression.
If he fails, his one hundred years of waiting would be in vain.
"Master, don't worry. This disciple will do his best!"
Ning Fan took the Dao Seed Stone and the jade slip and entered the Profound Yin World.
Three days later, Ning Fan returned to the outside world. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper. He sighed to the Old Devil who had a dark expression.
"I failed …"
Condensing a Dao Seed was very dangerous. If it fails, the backlash would be very heavy.
The success rate of condensing a Dao Seed was very low. A Void Fragmentation expert's success rate was not more than one in twenty.
Three Dao Seed Stones, three chances to condense a Dao Seed, but none of them succeeded …
The Old Devil instantly aged a lot. He closed his eyes and sighed in despair. Then, he looked at the pale Ning Fan and patted the latter's shoulder.
"You've worked hard. Go and have a rest. Don't leave any hidden injuries. This old man wants to be alone for a while … "
Looking at the Old Devil, Ning Fan's heart suddenly ached.
The Old Devil had waited for so many years just to revive his true love. The key to that revival was a Yin Yang Dao Fruit.
Ning Fan was the Old Devil's hope, but now, he had failed to live up to his expectations.
Ning Fan didn't leave. He looked at the Old Devil and suddenly said, "The second source of a Dao Seed is an Immortal Seed. I don't know if I have the chance to condense an Immortal Seed and use it as a seed to plant a Yin Yang Dao Fruit! "
The Old Devil's eyes flashed when he heard this. Then, he became angry. "Nonsense!"
Ning Fan nodded. Looking at the Old Devil's angry face, it seemed like there was really a way to get the Yin Yang Dao Seed.
"Disciple will go and rest first."
Without asking the Old Devil about the Immortal Seed, Ning Fan left the cold room and flew towards the peak of a certain snow mountain.
On the peak of that snow mountain, a golden-eyed sword cultivator stood alone.
"Ning Fan greets Senior Xia." Ning Fan bowed respectfully.
"What's the matter?" Emperor Xia's tone was a little cold. His back was facing Ning Fan and he didn't even bother to turn around.
He looked at the falling snow in the sky. His back seemed a little bleak.
There was a feeling of longing that was slowly sublimating and suppressing around him.
This made Ning Fan a little surprised. A person like Emperor Xia also had someone he missed? Who could it be?
"En, this junior wants to ask senior how to condense an Immortal Seed." Ning Fan explained.
"Oh? You want to condense an Immortal Seed and obtain a fifty percent chance of becoming an immortal? "Emperor Xia turned around and looked at Ning Fan with disdain.
Cultivators in the Four Heavens were born with an Immortal Seed. Cultivators in the Lower World could condense it after birth.
Those who had an Immortal Seed had a fifty percent higher chance of becoming an immortal than those who didn't.
However, those who relied on an Immortal Seed to become an immortal would never be as powerful as those who didn't have an Immortal Seed.
When those who had an Immortal Seed become an immortal, the Immortal Seed would absorb thirty percent of the cultivator's cultivation base. After that, the Immortal Seed would disappear …
This was the price to pay for opportunistic means. However, for that fifty percent chance of success, many people would pay any price just to condense an Immortal Seed.
Emperor Xia was thinking. Is Ning Fan a short-sighted person who doesn't like to give up on his cultivation base for a fifty percent chance of becoming an immortal?
Is becoming an immortal really so obsessed …? Humph. What's the big deal about becoming an immortal?!
Noticing the disdain in Emperor Xia's eyes, Ning Fan was stunned. Then, he explained. "This junior wants to condense an Immortal Seed not to become an immortal but to use the Immortal Seed as a Dao Seed to plant the Yin Yang Dao Fruit and save Master's wife."
"What?! Using the Immortal Seed as a Dao Seed?! Y-You … Nonsense! "Even Emperor Xia said that Ning Fan was being ridiculous.
Ning Fan was stunned. Then, his expression turned solemn.
He thought to himself. Could it be that this method has a great hidden danger? Otherwise, why did Master and Emperor Xia say that it's nonsense?
"Senior, may I ask if there will be any side effects if I use the Immortal Seed as a Dao Seed?"
"Don't you know …? Even though the Immortal Seed is detestable, if the person who possesses it gives up on it, the consequences will be even more severe. Everyone only has one chance to possess an Immortal Seed in their life. If you first condense the Immortal Seed and then give up on it, not only will you not be able to increase your chances of becoming an immortal by fifty percent, your chances of becoming an immortal will also be lower by fifty percent compared to ordinary people! Do you know what this means?! "Emperor Xia shook his head and sighed.
Ning Fan frowned. Of course, he knew what this meant.
The chances of an ordinary person becoming an immortal was less than one in ten thousand. If they lose their Immortal Seed, their chances of becoming an immortal would be reduced by another fifty percent.
However, if there were other methods to increase the chances of success, this hidden danger would not be a concern.
As long as he could help Old Devil achieve his wish and save Master's wife, it would not matter even if his chances of becoming an immortal were lower.
"Senior, if you know the method to condense an Immortal Seed, please teach me this technique!" Ning Fan said with a serious expression.
"Of course, I know this technique … However, do you really want to learn it? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to become an immortal in this lifetime because of losing this fifty percent chance? "Emperor Xia looked at Ning Fan meaningfully.
"So what?!" Ning Fan said proudly.
"Well said!" Emperor Xia raised his head and laughed. For the first time, he found Ning Fan pleasing to the eye.
No matter how high Ning Fan's potential was and how much fate brought them together, he only looked at Ning Fan slightly. His attitude towards Ning Fan was still as cold as before.
Ning Fan's current attitude of looking down on the path of immortality had won Emperor Xia's appreciation.
So what if he became an immortal?! Too many people pursued fame and fortune in order to become an immortal, forgetting their roots. What's so good about immortality?!
Ning Fan was willing to give up his Immortal Seed for his master. His action had won Emperor Xia's admiration.
Becoming an immortal was just a means. It was not the end nor the goal.
If one only cultivated for the sake of longevity, then this path of cultivation was completely meaningless.
Too many people had lived their entire lives but they never thought about what they were living for.
"Take it!" Emperor Xia threw a jade slip to Ning Fan and laughed. Then, he turned into a ray of sword light and disappeared without a trace.
Ning Fan took the jade slip and cupped his fists in the direction where Emperor Xia left. Then, he scanned the jade slip with his spirit sense. Without saying anything, he entered the Profound Yin World.
Ten days later, Ning Fan came to find the Old Devil with a brocade box. He handed the box to the Old Devil and said with a faint smile. "You have the Dao Seed."
The Old Devil took the brocade box and placed it on the table at the side without even looking at it. His cloudy eyes trembled as he looked at Ning Fan with a complicated expression.
There was no joy, only anger and heartache!
"Little Ning, you are taking your Immortal Path as a joke! Nonsense! "
The Old Devil clenched his fists tightly and his knuckles cracked. He was feeling guilty and blaming himself.
He was afraid that Ning Fan would not be able to become an immortal in this lifetime because of what happened today and his future would be ruined.
"Master, have you forgotten what you taught me in the past? If you can't get something, you can only snatch it. If you can't snatch it, you can only snatch it by force! If I continue to snatch it, I won't be afraid that I won't have the opportunity to become an immortal. So what if I lose my fifty percent chance?! "
"But I haven't given you any benefits! Even if I did give you some things, they are insignificant! You don't have to do this for me! "The Old Devil felt even more guilty.
"On the bigger side, you are my master, so it is natural for me to help you. On the smaller side, you are my brother-in-law, so I will also help you for Dugu's sake. "
Ning Fan deliberately said those words that were asking for a beating. His figure flashed and left this place.
The Old Devil's guilty and touched face turned pale in an instant!
Brother-in-law, Brother-in-law!
How could he forget that he married Xiao Mei and Ning Fan was going to marry Little Dugu?
Damn! Thinking about it, he, as the master, was really going to become the brother-in-law of his disciple!
"Little brat! You want to be a junior, don't you?! Motherf * cker, why did I accept such a shameless disciple? He even dared to touch the sister of the master's wife. "
In other words, the Old Devil was also very shameless. He even dared to touch the sister of his disciple's wife.
Ning Fan flew to the peak of a snow mountain and looked at the sky full of snow. His expression gradually calmed down.
He would do what he promised. Today, he had done it.
Could this mortal bond be considered to be over?
His figure flashed and appeared in a snow city.
The night was snowing heavily but there was a wine shop that was not closed yet. The lights were dim.
Ning Fan walked into the wine shop and asked for a pot of wine. He sat by the window and looked at the wind and snow outside in silence.
"Aiya, isn't this Brother Ning? We are really fated to meet each other. I didn't expect to meet you in the Sword World!"
A crazy voice suddenly resounded beside Ning Fan.
Ning Fan was stunned. He turned his head and looked at the person beside him. "It's you? Why did you come to the Sword World? "
"I am escaping! In the past, I sneaked into the Sword World while escaping. Shopkeeper, quickly bring me all the good wine in your shop. I want to drink with Brother Ning until we are drunk! "
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