Ning Fan was slightly startled, and then looked at the little demon girl in amusement. He didn't believe that the little demon girl collected this information just to make him owe a favor.

She obviously wanted to help him, but she wasn't frank enough and didn't want to admit it...

There is actually a lot of information in this jade slip about Taisu Lei Emperor before he became emperor. Among them, there is even a vague mention of information about the True Thunder World...

With this jade slip, Ning Fan can find out where the True Thunder Realm is as long as he spends a little time.

This information is not easy to collect. I am afraid that the little demon girl used her identity as Young Master Shenxu to get it through all possible means...

"I accepted the jade slip. The fourth favor, I will return it to you soon, don't worry."

Ning Fan put away the jade slip and smiled slightly. When he won the first place in the tomb competition, he would make a request to Shenxu Pavilion and return the favor to the little demon girl.

"Tch, who cares that you returned it!" The little demon girl still smiled, but she hummed in her heart, feeling a little disappointed.

He thought to himself: Why is Ning Fan so anxious to return her favor? Is he anxious to cut off the relationship with her?

After drinking a pot of tea, the little demon girl followed Ning Fan and ran back to the Luo family residence, pestering him for ten days before leaving.

Ning Fan didn't know that these ten days of freedom were so precious, and they were won by the little demon girl in a bet with Elder Lu.

On the eleventh day, Ning Fan's room was empty and he was the only one left.

Looking at the still messy bed, Ning Fan was silent for a moment. For the past ten days, the little demon girl stayed on his bed every night, sleeping with him under the quilt. But she didn't let him do anything that crossed the line. He understood the reason.

..

The sacrifice must not be contaminated. If he crosses the line with the little demon girl, I am afraid it will arouse the anger of the two emperors Shenxu...

He will be retaliated by Shenxu Pavilion, and the little demon girl and the Xiao family behind her will also suffer disaster...

"If I win the first place in the Tomb Competition, I will give Ah Ci a free life. It's okay for such a nameless young master to not do it."

Ning Fan was silent for a long time. Then he sat down cross-legged and took out the jade slip that the little demon girl brought him.

In the jade slip, there is some mention of the location of the True Thunder Realm.

There is no accurate description, but Ning Fan was told that in the former residence of Thunder Emperor Taisu, there is actually a disciple of Thunder Emperor Taisu who still survives to this day.

On the jade slip, the person's name, cultivation level, and a lot of information were listed.

Only a few people knew that this person was a disciple of Thunder Emperor Taisu. The little demon girl spent a lot of energy to find out about this matter.

This person appeared in the Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm with Emperor Taisu back then...

As long as Ning Fan finds this person, he should have the opportunity to find out where the True Thunder Realm is.

"Without Ah Ci's help, it would be difficult for me to find out such confidential information. After the tomb competition, I can go to the Three Thousand Thunder Realm to look for this person. Maybe I can find out the location of the True Thunder Realm...

"

Putting away all the jade slips, Ning Fan crossed his legs in the room. His eyes were closed tightly, but his mind was absorbed in the mist and rain outside the room door.

The rain star between the eyebrows flickers slightly, and the power of rain yin and yang in the body also flows slightly.

Gradually, Ning Fan seemed to hear the breathing of the rain and mist from heaven and earth. With every breath he inhaled, he gradually became one with the rain from heaven and earth.

His body seemed to turn into light rain and gradually disappeared from the room.

Time passed day by day, and it was not until the second round of the competition that Ning Fan's body reappeared in the room.

As soon as Fang appeared, five dissatisfied sounds immediately came from the sword bag.

"Hmph, the second round of tomb competition has finally begun. If we don't show our faces this time, we will go on strike! We will stop working!"

In the sword bag, five little sword spirit girls have been sulking for a month.

They were angry because after spending six months practicing hard with Ning Fan at the bottom of the God's Tomb, he finally completed a certain magical power, but in the end, Ning Fan didn't let them show their faces.

"Don't worry, you will have a chance to appear in this round of tomb competition!"

Ning Fan patted his sword bag as a sign of comfort, strode out of the room, and headed to the Tongtai venue with the Luo family cultivators.

Luo Xiao did not come. He was too seriously injured and had already been sent back to Tianhaixing. He was busy taking away his body and rebuilding his body.

Luo Xuan didn't come, she was burying her brother's headless body at Tianhaixing.

Wang Meng followed Ning Fan, his face glowing red, as he walked with Ning Fan all the way into the venue.

As soon as Ning Fanfang arrived, he attracted the attention of countless old monsters, and Wang Meng was extremely proud of himself.

He couldn't wait to tell everyone that he, Wang Meng, was Ning Fan's slave!

If Ning Fan was only slightly stronger than him in cultivation, he would never be proud of being Ning Fan's slave.

Now, Ning Fan has recaptured Luo Huan's body, fulfilled one of his long-cherished wishes, and revealed his terrifying qualifications. He may become an immortal in the future...

At this moment, Wang Meng was willing from the bottom of his heart to serve Ning Fan as his master and to be a slave to a monk who might become an immortal in the future. It would not be a shame! In fact, it would be an honor!

"The villain has collected a lot of information about the second round. Please take a look at it, Master!"

Wang Meng took out a jade slip, handed it to Ning Fan, bowed with great respect, and then left on his own.

He sent Ning Fan to the outside of the venue. Only the gravekeepers who advanced to the second round could enter the inside, but he could not.

Ning Fan glanced at Wang Meng who was walking away in surprise, then swept the jade slip in his hand with his spiritual mind, and was fully aware of the second round of the competition.

The fighting arena in the center of the venue has been demolished and twenty-four tombs have been built.

The second round of competition is not a competition, but a tomb invasion.

There are twenty-four tombs with different serial numbers. From the first tomb to the twenty-fourth tomb, the further back, the more difficult it is to break into the tomb.

The rules of the second round are very simple. Those who can get through the first five tombs will be qualified to advance to the third round.

In the first round of the tomb competition, many monks with advanced abilities were eliminated because they encountered stronger ones, and there were also many monks with lower cultivation who were lucky enough to advance because their opponents were weak.

There was a fluke in the first round, but there was absolutely no luck in the second round.

If the strength is insufficient, the only option is to be removed.

All 174 tomb guards gradually arrived. The second round of presiding was replaced by a beautiful woman in palace attire from the early Shekong period. She was an elder of the Void camp and her surname was Yan.

Elder Yan's beautiful eyes swept across the tomb-keepers. Her gaze stayed on Ning Fan for the longest time.

She couldn't help but ignore a monk who was expected to become an eternal immortal.

"This boy gets the most attention, so let this boy make his final appearance..."

Elder Yan made a decision in his mind. With a soft palm move, he took out a roster.

The order of appearance in the second round is undecided and is determined by her.

After scanning the roster with beautiful eyes, Elder Yan said softly, "The second round of tomb competitions, hosted by me, will begin now. I believe all of you are familiar with the rules. As long as you can get through the top five tombs, you will be eligible for promotion.

Entering the third round. Next, those whose names are read by me will consciously go out to enter the tomb."

"Zhou family, Zhou Yue!"

As soon as Elder Yan finished speaking, a cultivator in the early stage of Ghost Mystery immediately walked out of the crowd.

This person's name is Zhou Yue, a monk from the Zhou family in Dongming. He was the first to appear in the first round of the competition. In the second round, he was still the first to appear.

Zhou Yue walked towards the first tomb step by step, and the tomb door opened by itself.

He focused his gaze and jumped into the tomb.

After a stick of incense, the divine light from the tomb palace appeared. Zhou Yue walked out of the tomb door with a slight injury on his body.

"After breaking through the first tomb, you have one stick of incense to recover your magic power." Elder Yan's voice came faintly.

Zhou Yue's face turned slightly pale. For a second-step monk like him, one stick of incense is not enough time to restore much mana...

Taking advantage of this time of burning incense, Zhou Yue took the elixir, crossed his legs on the ground, and recovered a little of his magic power.

When the time was up, he stood up and entered the second tomb.

This time, it took him a full hour to get through the second tomb. When he walked out of the tomb door, his mana was almost exhausted. His whole body was covered with wounds...

"This person has reached his limit. I'm afraid he won't be able to break through the third tomb." Many old monsters in the stands commented.

As everyone expected, after burning incense, Zhou Yue stepped into the third tomb. Unfortunately, just after entering a few breaths, he was blasted out by a huge force.

He stopped at the third tomb... It should be said that with his initial cultivation of Gui Xuan, it was a fluke that he could get through the second tomb...

Under countless gazes, Zhou Yue gritted his teeth slightly and reluctantly left the stage.

Elder Yan's voice came out just right, "Green Cloud Valley, Green Pearl!"

The person whose name was read was a woman in a green shirt, with a mid-level cultivation of Ghost Mystery.

It only took her a hundred breaths to break through the first tomb.

It took a stick of incense to break into the second tomb.

When we got to the third tomb, we fought hard for an hour but still couldn't get through, so we had no choice but to lose...

"Are we stopping at the third tomb again... I wonder how many tombs I can get to if I go all out..." Ning Fan said to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, a playful voice suddenly came from behind him, "Jun was defeated in the 11th tomb back then... If no one had plotted against him, he might have been able to break through the 12th tomb..."

The person who spoke out was the Immortal Lord of Bones who had a relationship with Ning Fan - Jun Changdong!

This man with white hair walked slowly towards him. The several tomb guards beside Ning Fan immediately changed their eyes slightly and stepped away, as if they were afraid of Jun Changdong and did not dare to join him.
To be continued...