"It's a pity that the abilities of these Cang Beasts are lower than I expected. Before I could trick Duo Wen into using some magical powers, the Cang Beasts had already retreated..." Ning Fan secretly regretted in his heart.

However, considering that there are more important gains from this trip, a little regret does not matter.

"Is this the final form of the water-flooded bottle..." Ning Fan stroked the warm body of the water-flooded bottle and smiled with satisfaction.

After half a month of hard work by Chi Yi, Shuiyuan Ping finally broke through to the ultimate innate realm.

I still remember the moment when this bottle broke through the realm, the precious light shot straight into the sky, and the powerful innate power swept across the sea for three thousand miles.

Fortunately, the Cang Beast Sea area we passed through before was an uninhabited sea, so it did not attract any powerful beings to kill people and seize treasures.

If Ning Fan chooses not the third route, but the first and second routes to break through the realm of the water-flooded bottle, there is no telling what kind of true saint will be attracted by the light from this breakthrough...

"No, that's not right. If we had taken the first and second routes, we wouldn't have encountered the Cang beast attacking and causing boundless waves; nor would I have taken out the water bottle to confront the enemy by chance and accidentally hit them.

Bottle advancement…”

"Of course, if you choose the first and second routes, there may be new opportunities and fortunes that are unknown..."

Different choices will lead to different fates.

This is the test of the Holy Son.

The same is true in life.

Ning Fan continued to look at the water bottle.

The pre-advanced water-flooded bottle has the appearance of a mutton-fat jade pure bottle, with three water drop patterns on the bottle.

After the upgrade, the number of water droplets on the bottle increased to seven!

You should know that these water drop patterns are not decoration, but a unit to measure the power of the water bottle.

Inject mana into the water-flooded bottle to light up the water drop pattern on it: the first water drop is fully lit, and the power of this bottle is enough to repel the Immortal King; the second water drop is fully lit, enough to severely injure most Immortal Emperors;

The third drop of water was enough to seriously injure a first-level quasi-sage.

So, how powerful would it be to light up the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh water droplets in the water-flooded bottle? Ning Fan was looking forward to it.

In addition to the change in the number of water droplets, today's water-flooded bottles also have a somewhat mysterious and mysterious aura of Taoism.

This Taoist aura is somewhat like the Ziwei Taoist method, and some is like the Barbarian Taoist method. It seems to be blended with the unique sea aura of Nichenhai, and there is also a bloodline aura similar to Chi Yi's aura flowing in it.

In the end, all the breaths were integrated and perfectly harmonized under the guidance of the title of the divine craftsman.

"That's it. The reason why this bottle has been advanced is because it has swallowed a huge amount of crape myrtle water energy. In this way, even if this bottle is advanced, there will inevitably be interference and influence from the crape myrtle Taoism. In order to eliminate these influences,

Chi Yi chose to use a variety of Taoist auras to blend with Ziwei Taoist methods, making this bottle perfect in the end... What a miraculous technique!" Ning Fan was full of praise for Chi Yi's technique.

Hearing this, Chi Yi, who rarely showed emotions, showed a sweet smile. Obviously, Ning Fan's recognition made her very happy.

"Your face seems a little pale..." Ning Fan suddenly frowned, and then he noticed that Chi Yi's face didn't seem to be very good, and he looked like he was exhausted.

"Master only brought a sliver of my mind to refine the weapon here, so I feel a little tired..." Chi Yi explained as if he was afraid that Ning Fan would worry about him.

It is quite difficult to refine the weapon with a ray of mind; if you were in the outside world and used all your mind to refine this bottle, Chi Yi would not feel tired.

"The incident happened suddenly and I did not consider your feelings. It was indeed my negligence. I'm sorry." Ning Fan said apologetically.

"Master, you don't have to blame yourself. This level of mental wear and tear can be recovered after a short sleep. It's not worth mentioning." Chi Yi said with relief.

"Okay then, I will take your mind away from this monument and send you to rest." Ning Fan said seriously.

"Master, there is no need for this. Chi Yi still has some energy left. If he stays here, he can help his master even more..." Chi Yi did not want to leave Ning Fan's side.

She also wants to stay here to help more and get more praise.

Unfortunately, his arms couldn't hold his thighs, and in the end, Chi Yi's opinion was dismissed.

Ning Fan sent a ray of Chi Yi's mind out of the Demon Monument, and then controlled his physical body to send Chi Yi to rest.

This scene happened to be seen by the Five Grains Emperor who came to look for the teacher.

"Ah...Why is Teacher Chiyi's face so pale?"

"Could it be that Senior Ning tortured him too hard?"

"It's understandable. Senior must have held it in for too long..."

"I feel sorry for the teacher. How can he continue to teach us in such a state?"

"Even if you continue to talk, we still can't understand... Let the teacher rest for a few days, so that we can review what the teacher said..."

…

As Ning Fan traveled through the Cang Beast Sea, the information on the Holy Son's Thunder Book in the Sea of ​​Consciousness was updated.

[Event 8: Defeat the Cang Beast and successfully cross the Cang Beast Sea. Score obtained, ten stars. Current score, twenty-three stars.]

"After half a month of hard fighting, and having blocked the attacks of the mosaic beasts countless times, with such a record, I was only awarded ten stars? Sure enough, the trial of Holy Son Ziwei does not focus on strength..." Ning Fan analyzed.

In the following days, Ning Fan practiced using the water-flooding bottle every day.

With his current cultivation level, under normal conditions, he can light up three and a half water droplets without any damage; if he transforms into his true form, he can activate the power of four water drops.

If you use the ancient demon's reversion and use the water-flooding bottle with two demon tails, you can light up five water droplets, but you will suffer a certain degree of backlash.

The power of the Five Waters is Ning Fan's limit.

As for the power of Six Waters and Seven Waters, Ning Fan can't use it at all now. Only if he pays the price of heavy damage and death can he have some chance of using it.

"A person who studies this bottle can only roughly understand the limits of his own use of this bottle; if he wants to accurately understand the power of the four and five waters, he still needs an opponent to set it off..." Ning Fan was helpless. He just faced nothing.

One person uses the water-flooded bottle in Nichenhai, but the specific power of this bottle cannot be seen at all.

"It would be great if enemies like Lord Canghai attack again..." Ning Fan said to himself.

Shi Gandang was speechless for a while: The brain circuits of senior masters are indeed beyond the comprehension of juniors like him. Isn't it good to sail in calm seas? To actually expect an enemy to attack, this is really...

"What a pity. Senior Zhang Dao will probably be disappointed. We are only a few days away from the Arctic Daoguo Conference. Once we get here, no matter how powerful the enemy is, we will not dare to launch an attack blatantly..." Shi Gandang secretly said.

However, things often change unexpectedly.

Ning Fan waited for the enemy to attack with his front legs, but with his back legs, countless fighting spirit came from the distant sea.

"No! Senior was right! Another enemy is attacking!" Shi Gandang wanted to cry but had no tears. Along the way, he met Cang Haijun and hundreds of Cang beasts. He really didn't want to meet him again.

What's the danger?

"Don't be afraid, the fight ahead has nothing to do with you and me." Ning Fan consoled him. His spiritual sense was far inferior to that of Shi Gandang, and he could easily sense everything happening in the distance.

"That's fine. In that case, let me change my course and avoid the fight ahead..." Adhering to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, Shi Gandang decided to avoid the battle ahead.

But Ning Fan disagreed.

"If we change the route, it will take a few more days to arrive at the Daoguo Conference. Just sail the ship there!" Ning Fan ordered.

"Can…"

Shi Gandang couldn't persuade Ning Fan, so he had no choice but to move forward along the established route.

So the information in the Holy Son's Book of Thunder was updated again.

[Event 9: The route was not changed and potential dangers were avoided. The score was reduced to one star. The current score is 22 stars.]

Actually, points were deducted from Ning Fan because of his choice!

This made Ning Fan a little unhappy, and he had a vague feeling that he was being targeted by the Holy Son's trial; or maybe, they didn't deliberately target him, it was just because the two sides had different ideas and inconsistent tempers...

As the ancient bronze ship continued to approach, ahead, the two sides who were originally fighting temporarily suspended their fight to see who was coming.

Seeing that the visitor was just an inconspicuous copper boat, and seeing that there was only one Shekong and one Immortal King on the boat, both sides had different reactions.

…

Wu Laoliu felt that he had suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck.

He has been a casual cultivator all his life. In the past few days, he spent all his savings and made many connections. After going through a lot of hardships, he joined the third-rate holy sect - the Golden Escort Sect, ending his career as a casual cultivator.

He thought it would be better to enjoy the shade under the big tree, but it turns out that he thought too much.

The life of a disciple of the Holy Sect is not as easy as imagined. The reason is that he is just an outer disciple, and he is still an outcast among the outer sect. His status is too low, and he cannot obtain too many sect resources.

And because his status was too low, he was yelled at and yelled at by the outside deacons all day long, which made his life really miserable.

What's even more outrageous is that he has recently been busy breaking through the bottleneck of his skills. Halfway through his retreat, he was targeted by the deacon of the outer sect: The other party forced him to accept a certain sect mission. If he didn't comply, he would be directly expelled from the Holy Sect.

In desperation, Wu Laoliu had no choice but to bow his head, abandon all previous efforts and leave the border to accept this task.

The content of the mission is to protect a woman and go to the Arctic Fruit Conference.

Wu Laoliu was not the only one who performed the mission, there were also more than sixty outer disciples of the Golden Bodyguard Sect, each with a strong body and a large sword on his waist. They were all dressed up like bodyguard masters walking around in the mortal world.

Yes, the Golden Dart Saint of the Golden Dart Sect originally entered Taoism as a mortal bodyguard master, and eventually cultivated all the way to the realm of a saint.

The Holy Sect he established naturally takes the way of the bodyguard as its mainstream, and many of the sect's tasks are related to escorting heavy treasures and protecting nobles.

Okay, just accept the mission! Wu Laoliu thought to himself, isn’t it just to protect a woman? With the name of the Holy Sect of the Golden Guard Sect to escort you, you won’t encounter any dangers along the way. At most, you will just sleep in the open air.

Suffering some hardships and wasting several years of traveling time is not worth mentioning to a monk.

It was a good idea, but unexpectedly, when they were about to arrive at the Daoguo Conference, they would be suddenly attacked.

How else could we say Wu Laoliu was unlucky?
To be continued...