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Ning Fan looked thoughtfully at the big man opposite.

The big man was in tattered clothes and looked crazy, but he was an acquaintance.

Wu Chen...

The person who figured out for Ning Fan that his mother was in Zhongzhou, the person who got help from Ning Fan and escaped from the hands of the four elders of Buyu.

Unexpectedly, I would meet Wu Chen in the sword world. It was really a chance encounter.

Ning Fan did not ask how a monk at the peak of divine transformation could escape across borders.

Everyone has their own secrets, and in Ning Fan's view, Wu Chen is also a person with secrets.

"I, Wu Chen! Wu, who has no law, Chen who kills people and massacres the city!"

Recalling Wu Chen's domineering self-introduction back then, Ning Fan couldn't help but look back in reminiscence.

In the eyes of others, Wu Chen is a madman, but Ning Fan knows that Wu Chen is not an ordinary person.

Maybe his cultivation level is not high, but his ability is definitely not small.

For example, the extremely mysterious art of divination of the twelve earthly branches cannot be learned by ordinary people.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Brother Wu is still as charming as ever!" Ning Fan cupped his fists and saluted.

"Haha, your style is nothing. I have a lot of style, but you are so powerful in the nine realms that I really admire you! Hey, why doesn't the shopkeeper bring you some wine? Quickly bring me some wine!"

Wu Chen looked at the shopkeeper impatiently, and saw that the shopkeeper was carelessly picking his teeth with a bamboo stick. When Wu Chen looked at him, he sneered and disapproved.

This is a city of mortals, and everyone in the city is mortal.

They don't understand how powerful Ning Fan is, and they don't understand that Wu Chen is an old monster at the peak of his divine transformation. The only thing they understand is that Wu Chen is a madman, a madman who tries to eat King's meals and drinks without paying.

"Wu Chen, you still owe me three thousand Wen for wine. When you pay back, I will serve you wine." The shopkeeper snorted coldly.

"Haha! Crazy Wu wants to drink even though he has no money. I'm laughing so hard!" Several drinkers laughed.

"You think I have no money! I won 5,000 Wen from gambling yesterday. Here, take it! A bunch of money-savvy people!"

Wu Chen angrily took the money bag from his waist, took out five ounces of money, slapped it on the table, and then looked at the other drinkers with pride.

The shopkeeper seemed to have seen something unbelievable. The other drinkers also had their mouths wide open, ready for an egg.

"Wu Chen is actually rich! Wu Chen actually spends money to buy wine! This is not true!"

"The wine is not yet served! Bring the good wine!" Uncle Wu Chen laughed, and the shopkeeper immediately ordered the waiter to bring the wine.

Ning Fan looked at Wu Chen in great surprise, half-smiling but not smiling, "Is this how you have been living these years?"

Ning Fan naturally did not expect that Wu Chen did not live with monks, but mixed with mortals.

Moreover, he was repeatedly humiliated by mortals, yet he never got angry. This magnanimity was unmatched by ordinary monks.

"Haha. There is a way in wine, and there is truth in everything. There is always a way in the market place. Living here is very comfortable. It can make me temporarily forget the endless killings. Do it!"

Wu Chen showed a look of vicissitudes of life. The vicissitudes of life seemed to have gone through countless seas of blood, and he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Just one look, but it gave Ning Fan a feeling of empathy.

Cultivate the world and kill. There is no end. There is a way in wine. Seek truth in everything...

Ning Fan looked at the wine jar in front of him, his eyes gradually becoming blank. He raised the wine jar, raised his head and drank heavily, as if he wanted to blend all the killings in this life into the wine, swallow it, and forget it.

"Brother Ning has a good drinker! He is indeed Wu's fair-weather friend! Drink, drink, drink!"

Ning Fan's heart gradually became peaceful, peaceful as it had never been before.

The teacher's revenge was avenged, his parents were found, and Mingque's matter came to an end for the time being...

All grudges were settled one by one. He raised his head and looked out the window, at the flying snow and the vast night.

Is it time to prepare for ascension...

"I wonder if Brother Ning has the ambition to ascend." Wu Chen asked with a chuckle.

"Oh? Brother Wu is also concerned about the ascension issue?" Ning Fan was surprised, then shook his head mockingly.

What is surprising is that Wu Chen has not yet refined the void, but is still concerned about the issue of ascension.

The self-deprecating thing is that I underestimated Wu Chen too much. Who said that a monk who transforms into gods cannot consider ascension?

If there are four days of quota, the cultivator of the Transformation God can still ascend.

For example, Yin Suqiu...

Ning Fan looked thoughtful and remained silent.

Wu Chen chuckled, pinched his fingers, and suddenly said mysteriously to Ning Fan, "Brother Ning knows that there is actually an ascension passage hidden in the Rain Realm. You don't have to become an immortal to ascend. Even if you ascend, you don't have to be controlled by any force!

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"Oh? There is such a passage in the Rain Realm? How did Brother Wu know about it?" Ning Fan looked at Wu Chen doubtfully.

"Secret. Wu also has his own secrets that he doesn't want others to know. Of course, if Brother Ning insists on asking, Wu will tell Brother Ning the truth even if it's difficult."

"No need. Let's talk about the ascension passage. Where is the passage and which upper realm is the destination?"

Ning Fan had no intention of exploring Wu Chen's secrets.

Wu Chen's divination skills are astonishing, and it would not be surprising even if he knows some secrets that ordinary people don't know.

Moreover, Wu Chen was kind to Ning Fan and helped Ning Fan find his mother. In this sense, Ning Fan was willing to trust Wu Chen.

Wu Chen smiled and said nothing, placed 12 empty wine glasses on the table, filled them with wine, and once again used the technique of the twelve earthly branches.

Streams of light flew out from the 12 empty wine glasses. With quick eyes and quick hands, Wu Chen took out a jade slip and put the stream of light into the jade slip.

Those streams of light are the information that Wu Chen divined.

"Meeting is fate. There is a dilemma between getting together and leaving. Wu is tired of staying in the sword world, so he is leaving. Brother Ning, see you soon! This is a parting gift!"

After giving the jade slip to Ning Fan, Wu Chen carried a wine jar, laughed loudly, walked out of the wine shop, and flew away in the night, through the wind and snow.

This scene shocked everyone in the wine shop!

"Immortal...immortal master! Crazy Wu is actually an immortal master!" The shopkeeper's hands and feet became weak, and several drinkers who had laughed at Wu Chen were also frightened.

They were afraid of Wu Chen's revenge. Any immortal master could easily destroy a city of mortals without any effort!

"The road to death is long, and you are drunk and crazy. The ten directions are against me, and I will overthrow them!"

Wu Chen's loud and wild singing voice echoed in the night for a long time.

Ning Fan looked at Wu Chen's retreating figure, thoughtfully.

His mind swept the jade slip in his hand, and then his expression turned strange.

The passage to ascension is actually there...

Blood slave garden!

There are three interface passages in the Rain Realm to reach the Blood Slave Garden.

And there is an ancient ascension passage hidden in the Blood Slave Garden, which can lead directly to the Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm!

Even if there is no quota for ascension. Even if one does not become an immortal, as long as one finds that passage, one can ascend!

"Things in this world are indeed full of coincidences. I want to go to the Blood Slave Garden, and this Blood Slave Garden has an ascension passage. I will arrive at the Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm...Eastern Heaven..."

Ning Fan looked thoughtful.

Flying to the east sky is a good choice.

After all, the hometown of Thunder Emperor Taisu is in Dongtian. He promised Taisu that he would send a Nine-turn Pill recipe back to his hometown...

If he cultivates enough, he needs to help him save his hometown.

Dongtian Fairyland is actually a good place to go.

Of course, it's not bad to ascend to the North Sky. After all, the Black Devil Sect's foundation is in the North Sky...

"As for the matter of ascension, we should discuss it with our master and listen to his opinion."

Ning Fan stood up, walked out of the wine shop, and disappeared without a trace.

The sky has turned white.

Everyone in the wine shop was stunned when they saw that Ning Fan was also an immortal master.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to see two immortal masters in one day...

Ordinary people will never see an immortal master in their lifetime.

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After the old devil obtained the yin and yang Tao seeds, he was already busy planting Tao fruits.

It is not easy to sow Tao seeds perfectly. Ning Fan will not be able to see the old devil for the time being.

These days, he stayed in Ling Palace and secretly sent Xu Daozi to investigate the location of the second Sword Ancestor secret place in Tianjiang.

Xu Daozi once obtained a jade seal magic weapon by chance, and learned from it that there was a secret land of the Sword Ancestor hidden in Tianjiang. There was a great opportunity in it.
To be continued...