With the huge chaos of Tianjiang Rebellion, this Sword Ancestor Trial may not be able to continue.

In a certain palace on the vast marsh of Linghuang, Ning Fan talked with Emperor Ling for a long time before saying goodbye and leaving.

He gave Tianjiang as a betrothal gift to Emperor Ling.

He temporarily borrowed Xu Daozi from Ling Palace to integrate the remaining forces in Tianjiang.

Walking out of the palace, the snow was deep and the night was dark.

Under a white plum tree, a simple and elegant woman stood quietly, waiting for Ning Fan to leave the palace. It was Xiao Dugu.

"What did your father say to you?"

"He discussed with me how to completely conquer Tianjiang, and then told me many things related to you. Your preferences, your personality, your..."

"Humph, why did my father tell you everything!" Xiao Dugu snorted softly, but there was some happiness in his eyes.

"I heard from your father that you hate killing..." Ning Fan looked at little Dugu with interest.

In his understanding, Xiao Dugu is not a simple person. He has a high level of intelligence, excellent fighting ability, amazing swordsmanship, and a clear distinction between love and hatred.

She is not a paper crane, she is not an innocent woman, but she also hates killing. It is really interesting.

"Well, every time I see killing, I feel very uncomfortable and my heart hurts." Xiao Dugu said calmly, as if he was talking about something casual.

"My heart hurts? Do you want me to take a look at it for you?"

Ning Fan glanced at Dugu Ao's perky chest, raised his body and stretched over, making a gesture to help little Dugu check the position of his heart.

Xiao Dugu glared at Ning Fan angrily and said angrily, "Fuck you, Ning Xiaomo! You want to take advantage of me, can you find a better reason! I'm not sick or injured, don't worry...

There is just a power in my heart. It doesn’t like killing, but it will protect me..."

Ning Fan's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but think of that scene during the day.

When Xu Daozi's Black Crow Technique covered the sky with death energy, even Ling Huang and others were unable to resist the death energy, but little Dugu was unharmed by the attack of death energy.

Is it the magical power she said is protecting her...

"I just wanted to tease you, but now I really want to help you check your body." Ning Fan took a step forward and put his arms around little Dugu's soft waist. The other hand touched her lower abdomen, and slowly

Move up...

"No...shameless!"

Little Dugu's delicate body was tense and her spotless side face was flushed. She pushed Ning Fan away and ran away like a wolf.

"Your master is waiting for you. Go quickly... I'm really fine, believe me."

In the darkness of the night, Dugu's voice could be heard faintly, which was really nice to hear.

"Is it really okay? If so, I will believe you."

Ning Fan's brows slightly spread, his mind drifted away, he closed his eyes, and the figure of an extremely shameless old man slowly emerged in his mind.

Yes, Xiao Dugu is right, it’s time to find the master. It’s time to fulfill the promise made back then.

Without Xiao Dugu present, Ning Fan's expression completely disappeared, and his expression was cold and heartless.

At this moment, he didn't have any pretense, he was just a man who had lost his emotions.

He said that even if he lost his seven emotions, he was not a heartless person.

No matter how he deceives or hides, he will still show a smile to the one he loves.

Ning Fan's figure flickered, and in an instant, Ning Fan disappeared into the night.

Thousands of miles northward, there is an ice and snow sword city.

There are many monks guarding the city, all of whom are Lingdian sword cultivators. They seem to be people sent by Xiao Dugu.

It seems that Xiao Dugu really kept the promise he made back then and helped him protect the old devil.

Although the old Demon Mountain man had his own clever plan and hired Emperor Xia as a bodyguard... Ning Fan didn't know this until Emperor Xia sent a letter.

Heavy snow is pressing against the window. In the cold room, the old devil is sitting alone on the couch. Emperor Xia is not there.

There was a chessboard placed on the couch, and an oil lamp was lit beside it. The old devil held the chess pieces in his hands and played chess with himself, like a high-ranking scholar.

In the cold room, the breeze suddenly floated, and a young man in white appeared.

The old devil pretended to be inscrutable and said, "Disciple, you are here, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are already at the sixth level of cultivation. Yes, yes, you are worthy of all your hard work as a teacher."

Ning Fan looked at the old devil acting like this, first he was startled, and then he was speechless.

What kind of trick is Lao Mo playing, imitating other people's masters, pretending to be a senior, and pretending to be serious and serious?

It seems that from the day Ning Fan met Lao Mo, Lao Mo never passed by.

"Disciple, why are you still standing there? Come and play a game of chess with me. My master lives in the mountains and fields, is indifferent to fame and wealth, and stays away from the world. On a windy and snowy night, under the green lantern, you can get a good disciple. Cold lamp night talk , playing chess in a lifetime is really a pleasure!”

The old devil's formal appearance made Ning Fan unable to complain.

Ning Fan didn't say much, and sat on the couch, facing the old devil across the chessboard.

The old devil's scalp suddenly felt a little itchy, and he wanted to scratch it, but he was afraid of ruining his superior demeanor, so he resisted.

With a breeze blowing from the sleeves, all the black and white chess pieces returned to the chess jar.

Then the old devil narrowed his eyes and said calmly to Ning Fan, "You hold the white piece."

In ancient times, Bai Zi left first. The old devil acted like this because he wanted to let Ning Fan go.

After all, he is the master, so there is no way he can take advantage of his disciple.

"In this case, I won't be polite."

Ning Fan smiled, he was really rude.

He held the white stone and played ten consecutive rounds with the old devil. In nine rounds, he killed the old devil and lost his armor.

With Ning Fan's chess skills and mind, even if he played against the Emperor of Heaven, the outcome would be 50-50.

Against the old devil...it was completely a one-sided attack.

The tenth game is coming to an end, and Lao Mo has lost so much that he cannot bear it.

The old devil was angry. He could no longer pretend to be a senior!

"His grandma's! I am your master. If you let me win two games, I will die!"

Snap!

Before the tenth set was finished, Lao Mo decisively overturned the table.

"It's a draw now!" He smiled extremely obscenely.

Ning Fan smiled and said nothing. If he didn't kill the old devil ten times in a row, the old devil would probably continue to show off. The formal old devil gave him goosebumps, so it was better to do so.

"My disciple pays homage to the master. I haven't seen him for a hundred years. The master seems to be looking good."

Ning Fan looked at the old devil carefully.

Now the old demon's cultivation level has actually returned to the peak level of Broken Void. No need to ask, this must be Wei Xuan and others' help.

As for the evil poison in the old devil's body, it has been removed long ago...

Thinking about it, with Emperor Xia at the old devil's side, no poison would be able to defeat him.

In the past, he just didn't want to get rid of the poison of Jueyin. He was just discouraged. He just wanted to spend the rest of his life in the country of Yue...

Until the old devil met Ning Fan, met another descendant of the Yin Yang Demonic Lineage, and saw the hope of resurrecting his wife!

So, he wanted to fight again just to revive his beloved!

"But your complexion is not very good...the seven emotions are destroyed, reincarnation is abandoned, and evil thoughts are born...what happened."

The old demon looked at Ning Fan, his eyes were extremely solemn and there was no trace of vulgarity in his eyes. His expression was full of worry.

"It's just a trivial matter...Master, Han Nietian has died in my hands. Please show your condolences." Ning Fan sighed.

"I know, he took the wrong path. It was the path he chose. Now that he has made a choice, he must bear the consequences..." The old devil's eyes gradually became cloudy, and he seemed a little lonely.

"By the way, Dao Tu has been unblocked, right?" Ning Fan changed the topic.

"Well, the unblocking is complete!" The old devil's eyes suddenly lit up, spitting stars flew around, and he continued to say,

"Speaking of this soil, it's a good thing! Generally, only the big forces sitting in Shekong can get some of it. Hehe, I took advantage of the Chunyang Sect's retreat to kill the Chunyang Sect and seize the Heaven-avoiding Coffin.

We grabbed an acre of Taoist land and caused a great uproar in the Chunyang Sect..."

When talking about the glorious achievements of that year, the old devil became very excited and tended to talk about it for three days and three nights.

Ning Fan shook his head, decisively interrupted the old devil's recollection of past pride, and continued, "How to grow Dao Fruit?"

For a moment, the old demon put away all his excitement, his eyes showed a look of intolerance, he sighed, and finally said, "The method of planting Tao Fruit is the same as ordinary people farming. You need to sow seeds... There are two sources of seeds.

One is Tao power seeds, which are difficult to collect. The other is to rob the immortal seeds from the monks to make seeds...the immortal seeds that all monks born in the fourth day possess."

"Fairy seed?"

Ning Fan suddenly remembered something.

When he was still in Guique, he once traveled thousands of miles and strayed into the north sky, where he met the Immortal Emperor Zhangbei.

The Immortal Emperor Zhangbei was once surprised that Ning Fan did not have an immortal seed in his body, and concluded that Ning Fan was a monk from the lower realm.

Ning Fan is not a four-day monk, and there is no immortal seed in his body.

So, does he have to use the power of yin and yang to condense the yin and yang Tao Seeds in order to help the old demon seed emerge as a Taoist Fruit and save people?

What the old devil said next confirmed Ning Fan's thoughts.
To be continued...