Although the Demon Girl invited Ning Fan to have tea, she did not show up or say a word to Ning Fan until the end.

Regarding this matter, Ning Fan did not force it.

When Ning Fan was drinking tea, there was a gentle breeze surrounding the bamboo forest, as if he was staring at the eyes of a demonic woman.

Strangely enough, Ning Fan, who hated being spied on most in his life, did not seem to object to the spying of a demonic woman.

When the tea was over, Ning Fan still sat here for a long time. From noon to dusk, it seemed as if half a day had passed, and it seemed as if he had spent a long life here.

Then, as the dusk gradually faded, the breeze here gradually subsided, and the sight of the demonic woman finally disappeared.

"She's gone..." Ning Fan relaxed his mind, but was unable to detect the woman's whereabouts in this world.

It was as if this woman came and left out of thin air, with no trace left.

After all, this is the inner world of Feng Mo Monument. Feng Mo Monument can come and go freely here.

So Ning Fan stopped staying. He got up and walked aimlessly in the bamboo forest.

Although Ning Fan was concerned about the demonic woman, Ning Fan did not forget his original intention.

In the beginning, it was Duo Wen Fragments that made him come here, so there must be some reason for it.

It's time to find out.

"There are mountains and seas here. Will the answer guided by the Duowen fragments be on this mountain?"

Ning Fan walked forward and gradually walked out of the bamboo forest.

Moving forward, the mountain road suddenly began to become rough.

This rugged mountain road is actually covered with Shilan and Du Heng.

The night was getting darker, but there were some fireflies flying between Shi Lan and Du Heng.

With the light of fireflies, Ning Fan crossed the most rugged section of the mountain road and finally reached the top of the mountain.

"There doesn't seem to be what I'm looking for here..."

Ning Fan shook his head, but was in no hurry to leave the top of the mountain.

He actually sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, facing the sea in the distance, closing his eyes and meditating.

After all, after drinking the Enlightenment Tea, Ning Fan had countless Taoist thoughts in his heart. At this moment, he finally had the leisure to sort out these thoughts.

So, as Ning Fan's understanding deepened, scenes of visions began to appear on the top of the mountain.

Sometimes, Ning Fan's evil thoughts dispersed, and his evil thoughts actually deepened the night here thousands of times.

Sometimes, Ning Fan's thoughts dispersed, and the Big Dipper appeared in the dark sky, making the night much brighter.

From time to time, Ning Fan's wood energy is added to the body, and the vegetation in the mountains that is touched by Ning Fan's wood energy begins to grow crazily.

Sometimes Ning Fan is surrounded by rain, so an unexpected night rain comes and moistens the entire mountain.

The animals, birds, and insects in the mountains were all frightened by the vision caused by Ning Fan.

Crickets dare not chirp at night.

Crows dare not crow in the treetops.

No creature in the mountain dared to disturb Ning Fan's enlightenment, and they all respected Ning Fan like a god.

One night passed.

The moment the sun rose, Ning Fan ended his meditation, having absorbed all the insights from the Enlightenment Tea in his body.

Looking at the sea in the distance, Ning Fan was thoughtful.

"The answer I'm looking for, if it's not in the mountains, maybe it's in the sea."

So Ning Fan left the mountain and came to the seaside.

I subconsciously searched for it on the beach, but I didn't see the turtles mating and the snipe and clams fighting each other that I met before.

It happened to be that the sea was at low tide.

The remains of some sunken ships washed ashore.

Among the wreckage of the shipwrecks, Ning Fan actually found several fragments of ancient monks' magic weapons, all of which had lost their spirituality and were of no use.

In addition, Ning Fan also found a broken letter in the wreckage of the shipwreck.

Ordinary letters cannot be immersed in the deep sea all year round, let alone have the opportunity to wash ashore and reappear in the light of day.

This letter was apparently left by an ancient immortal emperor, so even after a long period of time, it has not been completely destroyed by the sea water.

Everyone is curious, and Ning Fan is no exception.

And at this moment, he was focused on searching for Duo Wen Wushuang's guidance. A letter from the Immortal Emperor appeared out of thin air here, which was like a big clue. It was impossible to miss this matter.

So I opened the letter and read it.

The letter was in pieces, and only some intermittent sentences could be read from it.

The letter writer is an Immortal Emperor named Shi Gui, and the recipient is named Zhang Dao.

[Brother Zhang Dao, your words are as clear as your face... The Northern Barbarian Kingdom is in urgent need... I specially invite Brother Dao to come... The Arctic Daoguo Conference... Borrowing the reputation of the disciples of the Holy Sect of Hunkun... To administer justice... The doom of the Ziwei Demon Lord... Nine days later... The bronze boat will greet you

…Brother, here comes the stone ghost.】

Arctic Fruit Conference?

A disciple of the Kunkun Holy Sect?

Ziwei Demon Lord?

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes. The letter in his hand seemed to involve some ancient secrets.

Ning Fan has never been interested in these ancient secrets. But if understanding these secrets is a guide from the fragments of knowledge, he would not mind knowing a little about them.

Speaking of which, I seem to have heard the name Zhang Dao somewhere...

If only the word "Zhang Dao" is mentioned, Ning Fan still can't remember it. After all, this name is too bad in the world of cultivation. If you just look for a cultivation star, you can find tens of thousands of "Zhang Dao".

But if this name is connected with the Hunkun Holy Sect...

Hunkun Holy Sect…Zhang Dao…

Ning Fan closed his eyes, rummaged through the old memories in his mind, and gradually remembered some of the past.

[I am the seventh ancestor of the Fan family...my name is Fan Mokong...abandoned by the calamity spirit...to break out of the siege...to seize a causal beast...]

[Sacrifice the cultivation of the barbarians...rebuild the original soul...for the Palm Immortal Emperor...calculate the Holy Sect disciple Zhang Dao...get the fifth fragment...in a full battle, he can rival the third-level quasi-sage...and then stray into the dream world...looking for opportunities

Revenge against the Tribulation Spirit Clan...]

[This body will be the second soul from now on...stay in the wilderness for a while...if there is a chance...take the Yinmo cultivation level of the ninth generation of barbarian gods...merge it into the ancient barbarian tomb...find the sixth fragment...]

In the past, when Ning Fan was plotted by Ancestor Yinmo, he used the True Dragon Clan's counter-spiritual technique to search the memories of Fan Mokong, the seventh ancestor of the Fan family. Among those fragmentary memories, there seemed to be a mention of a disciple of the Holy Sect.

Zhang Dao.

"Thanks to the Enlightenment Tea, which made me clear and clear-eyed, I can remember things so long ago so clearly." Ning Fan was amazed.

"Thinking about it again, I seem to have heard the name Zhang Dao elsewhere..."

[As my uncle has seen, both of us are jade-defying talisman soldiers. Following the decree of Master Yuanshi, we are here to guard the Anti-Ten Jue Formation. In the past, at the Daoguo Conference of Ten Thousand Races in the Mountain and Sea Realm, there were disciples of the Hunkun Holy Sect.

Zhang Dao defeated a generation of geniuses from all races and won the first place. Due to an appointment, Teacher Yuanshi had to take out something and give it to Zhang Dao afterwards. The gift was the Anti-Ten Jue Diagram. Since then, the array diagram has changed hands.

…]

This memory is what Ning Fan said when he conquered the Yuxu Talisman Soldier some time ago.

When he heard the other party talk about these ancient secrets, Ning Fan was not very interested.

It's different now.

In addition to the fact that he picked up the Immortal Emperor's letter this time, it was the third time that Ning Fan had heard about Zhang Dao, the Holy Sect. This made him a little curious about this monk named Zhang Dao.

Almost as soon as Ning Fan finished reading the letter, a sail suddenly appeared from a distant place on the other side of the sea.

With Ning Fan's eyesight, he could span endless distances and see clearly that what was coming from afar was an ancient golden ship.

The golden ancient ship travels very slowly.

It took three days to drive to the shore.

Then, a bald young man stepped off the boat.

The bald young man's revealed cultivation level was only at the late Shekong stage, but Ning Fan could still see at a glance his true cultivation level: the peak of the Immortal King.

The bald young man didn't know that his hidden cultivation had been seen through by Ning Fan. He bowed respectfully to Ning Fan and said, "Junior Shi Gandang, on the order of his master, is here to greet senior Zhang Dao and invite him to board the ship."

"Are fellow Taoists talking to me?" Ning Fan thoughtfully asked Shi Gandang.

"Senior is joking. There is only senior here. Apart from senior, who can the junior talk to?" Shi Gandang said respectfully.

"You have found the wrong person, I am not Zhang Dao." Ning Fan.

"Senior, please don't make fun of me. When my master asked me to welcome my senior, I specially gave him a portrait. There is a hint of seniority in the painting..." As he spoke, Shi Gandang took out a portrait.

It was a portrait of a young man.
To be continued...