The second floor of the grave was raining and raining, and the rain beast in the dark had never attacked Ning Fan and the other two again for some reason.

Xue Qing could not understand all this...but he attributed all the credit to Ning Fan.

"Master is not only a fourth-turn alchemist, but also can defeat Bai Zun and Jingyu Beast... Although he is a young man, being my master is definitely enough."

Xue Qing's mentality has changed faintly. He used to be a disciple to trick some alchemy from Ning Fan, but now, he is sincere and willing to start from the beginning of Ning Fan's seat. Not only does he practice alchemy, but he also practices the realm of magic power, and re-cultivating and mental state.

Ning Fan looked at Yutang before, his eyes moved. Xue Qingke also guessed that there must be treasures in the Yutang, which attracted Ning Fan's attention. For Ning Fan, who possessed the best magic weapon, he didn't even look down on the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, and what he could like must be good things.

But he still left Yutang, which undoubtedly shows that there are existences in the Yutang that Ning Fan was very afraid of.

With the treasure in front of you, you can leave without changing your expression... Xue Qing asked himself that he couldn't do this state of mind.

Surrounded by more than ten black towers, a downwardly floating cloud staircase leads to the dark underground.

In front of the huge pit, Ning Fan stopped his steps again, closed his eyes, and felt the rain in front of him.

This time, Xue Qing also imitated Ning Fan and closed his eyes to feel the rain. He suddenly realized that the rain had a special meaning that could nourish people's hearts and improve his mental state.

Unfortunately, with Xue Qing's vision, he couldn't tell what that meaning was.

But compared to other elders of Ghost Que who entered the grave, Xue Qing was lucky because except Ning Fan, he was probably the first one to realize that rain can improve his mood.

Everything around him had not yet fallen into Ning Fan's heart. His heart was immersed in the drizzle, trying to hear the feeling of the son of the Son of the Que left on the second level of the grave.

Gradually, the sound of rain became quiet, and there was no more rain in the world... And at this time, through the sparse rain, such a picture seemed to appear in Ning Fan's mind.

An old man in black, unable to see his face clearly, held a paper umbrella and walked by in a bleak manner in the rain.

"The sky is divided into four seas, the earth is divided into nine realms, and there is rain in the world, and there is endless rain. Rain is born in the sky and dies in the earth... The reason why this rain dies is not the body, but the heart dies... His body will turn into clouds and return to the sky. However, his heart is shattered when it falls into the mortal world... When the shattered rain drops recondensate, is it still him? A rain, billions of rain drops, seems the same, but in fact every drop of rain has its own different charm... Although the body is the same, the Tao will eventually be different. Cut all the rain for billions and transform me into a Taoist enlightenment... From then on, this place will be the Ghost Bird Sect..."

The picture ended here and suddenly stopped... Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of confusion and confusion in his eyes.

Although the words of the old man on the first level are profound and mysterious, they are difficult to touch Ning Fan's heart.

On the second level, the old man's re-understanding, his words seemed to sigh, and he integrated the sadness of his life into the rain.

Why did the Son of Bird appear in the Immortal Realm of Rain? Is it like he was feeling that the rain was knocked down into the sky, and he was knocked down into the mortal world...

Therefore, Son of Que was born in the rain! I am afraid that every layer of the underworld grave will have the footprints of Son of Que!

The Son of the Sparrow, once realized the divine intention of the rain here!

And it is very likely that it was the insight in the rain that enabled the Son of Bird to regain his ambition and fight back to the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm!

With Ning Fan's mind, he could easily infer so many hidden stories, which was almost the same as the truth.

And he looked at the rain in the sky and began to understand...why what the Son of the Bird God said, the billions of drops of rain in the world are different.

There is only one kind of divine will in the rain, but when it is separated, there can be countless... Because the birth of divine will not only requires the way of heaven and earth, but also requires the integration of one's own way into that divine will.

Although the rain is the same, the monks have different experiences and insights, and the condensed divine meaning of rain is also different!

The first level of insight did not touch Ning Fan, because it did not integrate the experience of the Son of Que.

The second level of perception is that Ning Fan feels slightly, because the son of the Son of the Bird is moved with sorrow and resentment... When this moves, then that moves, and how can Ning Fan's heart not move?

The most precious thing about the Tomb of the Nether Bird is not the elixir, not the mysterious yin energy, not the Yin Han, but the magical effect of improving the speed of cultivation. It is not even necessarily the Nether Bird Fairy Bone in the Nine Levels...

For Ning Fan, the most precious thing is the afterimage of Taoism in the rain!

"The third level...Son of the Son of Bird, what did he realize..."

Ning Fan's eyes shone brightly, and in one step, he stepped down the huge pit and led to the third level of the immortal cloud.

He vaguely felt that this time, he would have unexpected and huge gains.

"If I re-take the path of Senior Son of Bird... can I understand the divine will of Rain! If I succeed..." His eyes were hot.

On the third floor, there were layers of cloud ladders, Ning Fan jumped down to the ground, and Xue Qing hurriedly followed, full of fear and caution.

The third floor...The rain has stopped!?

And around, it is really the same as Xue Qing’s ghost story description. It is dark all around, and there are white bones scattered for countless years everywhere... These white bones are not human bones...but, animal bones! And the bones are of good quality, and these animal bones must have been golden elixir-level monsters during their lifetime!

The cold place here is twice as cold as the second layer. The cold air makes Ning Fan slightly uncomfortable, but the speed of mana running around Zhoutian is faster!

There were no more blood lights around the beast's eyes... but in the dark, there were extremely powerful auras of monsters hidden. Xue Qing couldn't feel that Ning Fan's spiritual sense was so strong that he could feel it!

"One, two... Seven, within ten thousand feet, there are seven golden elixir monsters watching us. However, they are all early stages of the golden elixir, and only one is midst stage of the golden elixir, which is not worth worrying about..."

Ning Fan withdrew his mind and his tone was extremely light. However, this words fell into Xue Qing's ears and turned into a hint of fear.

"Within a thousand feet, there are seven golden elixir monsters! This, this... this place is so dangerous! Master, let's go to the second floor..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! He was timid, but timid, not wrong. With Xue Qing's strength, he could not compete with the seven monsters and would definitely die. If he is not timid and does not retreat, he will be a reckless man! He will be stupid!

But Ning Fan could not be afraid... With Ning Fan's strength, just seven ordinary golden elixir monsters, how could he stand up to him? If he was afraid, his cultivation would be truly cultivated to the dog.

"No, they dare not come! Dongming Zhong, hurry!"

Ning Fan took out the old pure golden clock for the first time!

The little clock swung in his palm, and his magic power swung and turned into a huge bell of hundreds of feet tall, standing in front of him. Under the stimulation of Ning Fan's magic power, the extremely terrifying sound of a magic weapon bell came out!

"The best...the best magic weapon!" Xue Qing's eyes lit up. Although he was not interested in refining weapons, he still could not remain calm about the best magic weapon.

Although he had known that Ning Fan had the best magic weapon, he had never used it even in the battle with Bai Zun. Everyone did not use it because Ning Fan's magic power was not enough to urge the best magic weapon. Now Xue Qing's viewpoint, although this Dongming Bell only exerted one percent of its power, Ning Fan really activated this magic weapon with the peak magic power of Rongling!

A bell sounded, and the bell sounded like a magic sound, which shocked people's hearts. Under Ning Fan's control, it also sounded in the heart of the seven-headed golden elixir monster!

The six early-stage monsters in the Golden Pill stage were directly dizzy under the bell! The mid-stage monster in the Golden Pill stage was also dizzy and frightened. How could he dare to spy on Ning Fan!

"There may be a demon lord here... don't kill animals, but you can't let it bully!"

Ning Fan's tone condensed, and he beat the huge bell with a hundred feet. The huge bell turned into a golden little bell again and returned to his palm.

Ning Fan showed satisfaction with the power of the Dongming Bell. With one percent of the power, he swept across the early stage of the Golden Pill and shocked the middle stage of the Golden Pill. This was the result of Ning Fan controlling the power of the magic weapon... If he was willing, with this bell, he could kill six early stage monsters and seriously injure the mid-stage monster!

This is the power of the best magic weapon! If the power of this treasure is completely stimulated, Ning Fan can exert the power of a Nascent Soul master's attack...

"Hiss... Master and Bai Zun seem to have fought hard, but it turns out that they still have such a powerful trump card hidden... If he has all the trump card, can he kill Bai Zun easily?!"

Xue Qing was slightly shocked in his heart. The wailing sound of the six monsters fell into his ears. Each magic power was even stronger than his... One attack made the six golden elixir monsters stunned... Is this Ning Fan, the hidden terrifying strength?

And Ning Fan said that there seemed to be a demon lord here... Xue Qing shivered and said secretly, "That demon lord is not a elixir demon!"

Ning Fan did have any concerns if he didn't kill monsters... The rain pond monster he encountered on the second floor of the grave gave Ning Fan a strong sense of crisis... And those rain beasts seemed to obey the orders of this demon, and it was most likely that they were under the demon. The monster had obviously had a cultivation level above Ning Fan, but he did not kill anyone, and even dispersed the monsters to make Ning Fan clear... Although it was not a kindness, it was also a kind intention.

Therefore, Ning Fan did not rashly kill here. It was both fearful and polite.

He took the Dongming Bell, ignored Xue Qing's shock, but looked up and looked at the dark and wet sky.

"Why is there no rain here...why..."

He showed a very confused look. According to his inference, the son of the Que God should have been on the third level and had a further understanding.

Without rain, how can you feel?

Or, it is precisely because there is no rain that you have insights!

A hint of wetness made Ning Fan feel a chill in his heart, and Ning Fan suddenly showed a half-guessing gaze and closed his eyes.

"Xue Qing, don't disturb me..." He left a light order, and then closed his six senses.

The only thing that is not closed is divine thoughts... This is a monk's instinct to maintain his life.

...

In the darkness, Ning Fan began to realize the truth, while Xue Qing's scalp became more and more numb.

The cold air and the desolate bones all touched his nerves, making him recall the face of the woman who was covered in blood that day.

"Dan Demon...Dan Demon won't appear..."

He smiled bitterly, and he was a monk in the early stage of the Golden Pill, and he showed a look of fear. He really lived into the dog's belly.

"Haha, why are you afraid of the alchemy demon? Don't be afraid or not... I'll come and close my eyes and feel it... But there is no rain, so how do you feel it..."

He smiled dryly and closed his eyes, as if this dry laugh could enhance his courage.

But the next moment, Xue Qing clearly felt a soft but cold little hand on his shoulder.

"I hate it so much..."

A tragic woman's voice rang behind him!

And for a moment, Xue Qing was terrified.

No, it’s the alchemy demon! How good is this cultivation? It’s so close to me that I don’t have any breath!

Xue Qing gritted his teeth and looked back. He saw behind him, a pale woman's face was covered in blood, showing a strange smile, and her white teeth. She looked at him and licked her long tongue, as if she was looking at a delicacy!

"Teacher...Master..." Xue Qing wanted to remind Ning Fan.

"Don't make trouble... Just play with her, don't bother me..." Ning Fan's divine thoughts felt at the 'female ghost', and then he immediately withdrew his divine thoughts and stopped talking.

"What, let me accompany her... play with her! She will eat mine!" Xue Qing showed helplessness.
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