The materials have been prepared, but Ning Fan did not immediately start synthesizing the innate high-grade magic weapon.

First of all, to synthesize the innate high-grade magic weapon, you need to prepare multiple innate middle-grade magic weapons. These middle-grade magic weapons have primary and secondary purposes. What type of high-grade magic weapon is finally synthesized is closely related to the middle-grade magic weapon as the main material.

Ning Fan has not yet decided what magic weapon to use as the main material, and the success rate of synthesizing the magic weapon is too low. Only when the weather, geography, luck, and manpower are all perfect can the highest success rate be achieved.

This moment is obviously not the best place for synthesis, and the weather is not right either. We still need to deduce it carefully to find an auspicious time.

As a result, Ning Fan put aside the matter of synthesizing magic weapons, and instead took out several fairy materials and elixirs mentioned by the giant turtle one by one.

In his mind, he recalled the giant turtle's previous words sentence by sentence, for fear of missing something.

[My friend asked me the secret of my strong qi and blood? Hehe, this matter is actually the same thing as me swallowing the sky map. It is because I ate the sky map that my qi and blood are strong.]

[You said Tiantu can’t be eaten? That’s nonsense! If I eat Tiantu, won’t I live well!]

[The trick? Of course you have to have a trick to eat the sky map. In addition to using the power of the Zhenwu title, you also need other preparations! I was not born with such a huge amount of energy and blood. At the beginning, my energy and blood were still very weak.

The power is also very weak. At that time, swallowing Tiantu required a lot of preparations, and I didn’t dare to eat it raw...]

[You ask why I want to eat Tiantu? Hey, this matter is related to my dream. I don’t want to tell you, and you don’t ask. You just need to remember that I am a turtle with a secret, and that secret is more important than life.

…]

Ning Fan doesn't care at all what Zhenwu Laogui's dream is.

He only cares about whether the method Zhenwu Laogui said is true.

Although Zhenwu Old Turtle swore that his method was absolutely effective, Ning Fan had never tried it, so he was a little worried in his heart.

[In the palm map, there is something like the Blood of the Great Dao. It is delicious. Once you eat it, you will definitely be addicted! I am the most honest tortoise in the world. I never lie to others! Don’t blame me for not reminding you! The Blood of the Great Dao

Although blood is delicious, you should not eat too much. Once you eat it, your luck will be dirty and cannot be washed clean. You will suffer bad luck in endless reincarnations, so even the true world's rebel saint does not dare to eat it randomly.

, and even more strictly prohibit the spread of this matter. But I am not afraid! Even if there are disasters and bad luck in the world, I don’t care! In this life, I must bite the sky and suck the blood dry! Only in this way can I get out of this way.

I left the world and swam back to my hometown, back to the big water tank of Wei Tuo Temple...]

A turtle with a dream...

A turtle that wants to go home...

In a daze, Ning Fan felt inexplicably familiar with that Zhenwu old turtle. After becoming familiar with it, he felt strange at the same time.

I always feel that there is something about this Tiantu battle that is particularly familiar and familiar.

Yes, yes...

There is indeed a familiar place. The unlucky Flooded Emperor was bullied twice by Oogway.

As early as when Wu Laoba repaired the flooded bottle for the first time, he had killed a flooded distraction.

This time, Zhenwu Old Turtle spewed out of the water prison again and was distracted by flooding.

This flooded emperor is really in conflict with the fate of the turtle...

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed and then relaxed. He seemed to have thought of something, but also seemed to be just thinking wildly.

"Is it a coincidence... Or maybe it's not... If that's the case, then I have an explanation for this old turtle's soft-heartedness... Otherwise, even if I kill him to distract him and take the trouble, I will more or less plot against him to teach him a lesson...

If everything is really like this, then is the hometown of this old turtle in my future or my...past..."

Ning Fan muttered to himself, his words seemed a bit baffling.

Not long after, Ning Fan stopped his distracting thoughts and used the method taught by Zhenwu Old Turtle to cook hot pot with many elixirs.

That iron pot was temporarily refined with special fairy ore.

The elixir and the soup are steaming hot and have an unusual aroma.

When the soup boiled, Ning Fan carefully peeled off a piece of Tiantu World and threw it into the pot.

It's strange to say that.

As soon as the fragments of the world were thrown into the pot, they immediately turned into blood clots and were cooked bit by bit by the soup.

Cooking in this way destroys the blood component of the blood clot and damages the nutrition of the blood clot.

But there is no way. Without special treatment, Ning Fan is not a Qi-blood monster. He will die violently if he eats the blood of this avenue.

The old turtle who is as strong as Zhenwu also took it with such caution in the beginning.

Even though the nutrients were severely damaged, Ning Fan still felt like his insides were burning with such a mouthful of blood clots entering his abdomen!

Fortunately, this backlash was still under Ning Fan's control. It didn't take long for him to digest the blood clot, and his energy and blood improved a lot!

"The Heavenly Map of the Master can actually be eaten!" The ant owner was so shocked that this matter was completely inconsistent with her experience. Could it be that everything she had learned before was wrong?

"Huh? This is..."

A mouthful of blood clots entered his abdomen, and black gas suddenly erupted from Ning Fan's body!

That black energy is not a bystander, it is actually black luck!

Taking the Heavenly Map of the Palm Position and refining the blood of the Great Dao, this is going too far, and it will naturally attract endless bad luck.

Needless to say, Zhenwu Laogui, who has been eating Tiantu for so many years, must have been having bad luck.

So here comes the question, now that Ning Fan has also eaten Tiantu, will he become a black luck monk...

Haha, isn't he already a monk with black luck? It's just that his blackness is not obvious, so dark that he looks like a person with normal luck.

But it's not.

He is Fuli, a clan with the most filthy luck!

No matter how many colors his luck umbrella adds, its essence is still extremely black.

Then here comes the problem.

Is the increase in bad luck terrible for Ning Fan, the ancestor who helped Li Yao?

But what are you afraid of! The more black luck you have, the stronger your luck will be, which is what you want!

Originally, Ning Fan was the seventh color of immortal luck. Now that his luck has greatly increased, the eighth color is gradually showing signs of appearing, but it is just a sign. It is still far away to completely condense the eighth color of immortal luck.

Not enough, not enough...

To break through the eighth color of Immortal Luck, the amount of Luck required is too huge. This increase in Black Luck is simply a drop in the bucket...

"I wonder if after eating up this world of heavenly maps, my luck will increase to the eighth color of immortal luck... If it does, it will be an unexpected gain."

"There's just one thing I don't agree with. The old turtle keeps saying how delicious this world of Tiantu is, but when you eat it, the taste is actually no different from the boiled duck blood in the mortal world... very ordinary."

Of course, compared with the feces-flavored ant soup, this blood clot soup is definitely a delicacy.

Ning Fan can even drink ant soup from a large bowl, so how can he still be embarrassed after eating boiled duck blood?

Doesn't exist.

Amidst Ning Fan's encroachment, the Tiantu world finally ushered in its collapse...

…

Beitian, Beiming Star Territory.

There is a sea of ​​stars running through the starry sky in the Beiming Star Territory. Because it contains the boundless power of time, it is called the Sea of ​​Time by the monks in the North.

The Palace of Lost Worlds is built deep in the Sea of ​​Time.

There are also fairy islands with lost world towers floating on the sea of ​​time.

As the second round of the Palace of Relics approaches day by day, more and more monks come to the Sea of ​​Time. On this day, a young man in white suddenly arrives quietly on a small dragon condensed by rain.

The rain dragon is too small, only three feet long, and looks ordinary.

That young man seemed to be a rain cultivator, but his rain aura looked equally ordinary, and he didn't seem to be an expert.

There are looming clouds on the young man's body. Perhaps it is precisely because of the clouds that the young man looks ordinary.

The young man was sitting on the Rain Dragon, flying close to the surface of the Sea of ​​Time. He was flipping through a shabby ancient book, reading it very seriously, and seemed to be deeply attracted by the contents.

"The principles of Tao, the palm position, the source of Taoism, Taoism... It turns out that my divine personality is even more advanced than Taoism. No wonder I can easily crush those water cultivators... I am born with five spirits, gods, demons, ghosts and immortals; God is the beginning of the five spirits.

, then fairy spirits, then demon spirits, demon spirits, and ghost spirits…"

This young man was none other than Ning Fan, and the old book he was reading was the false Taoist scripture that the ooze monster had handed over to him.

Although it is just a fake Taoist scripture, the content in it almost covers the entire framework of cultivation. It is a theoretical masterpiece. Along the way, Ning Fan's cultivation level improved too fast, and his Tao cultivation was too rough. Many times, he was just touching.

Cross the river with stones, one step at a time carefully.

It wasn't until he read this book that Ning Fan realized how many detours he had taken in the past.

Thinking back to the beginning, his inner demon was Paper Crane. When forming the elixir, in order not to sever his feelings, he even had a scene of separation and death...

[Silly girl, how can I bear to hurt you? Even if you are my inner demon, even if I wave my hand gently and cut you off, then I can form a pill, but I can't bear to...]

[It’s just that this inner demon must be killed eventually, you understand...]

[In exchange for your ten years of innocence, I would conquer the sky, do you understand...]

[In order to keep your heart clean from dust, I am willing to sweep away the dust in the world, do you understand...]

[In order to keep your demons alive, I am willing to give up my love, my mind, my heart, and my thoughts... I am willing to defy heaven and conquer the world! Learn from the ancient reverse cultivation and become the enemy of heaven! Do not retreat even if you die a hundred times, and do not face any enemies.
To be continued...