The strange words made by the eyeballs are conclusive and do not seem to be aimless.

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. After entering the Nine Heavens Palace, he was actually rewarded by the old man with ancient statues.

The old man with the ancient statue on the ninth floor gave Ning Fan a lot of barbaric blood, causing Ning Fan to rob the barbarian blood and increase his level a lot.

The old man with the ancient statue even invited Ning Fan to meet on the ninth floor several times, saying that he would give Ning Fan the blessing of the Barbarian God...

Could it be that the ancient-looking old man is the Yinmo Ancestor mentioned by the eyeball monster?

Could it be that he was really plotted by the old man with the ancient image without knowing it?

Ning Fan was doubtful and looked inside the Yuanshen. He found that the Yuanshen was sitting firmly in his Dantian, his aura was calm, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal.

"You can't tell anything abnormal about your soul just by looking at it with your eyes. Old Man Yinmo's blessing technique is not that simple a magical power... Boy, you know the life-cutting sword technique, you should be the descendant of Luan Gu Emperor.

There are four kinds of power in your body: God, demon, devil, and calamity. Hey, you actually have more power of calamity than Luan Gu. You are better than the others..."

The eyesight of the eyeball monster is very terrifying, as if it can see through all the secrets of Ning Fan.

"Try if you can let your soul out of your body... After you try it, you will know that there is something wrong with your soul." The eyeball monster said again.

Hearing this, Ning Fan nodded and closed his eyes. The soul Ning Fan, who was sitting cross-legged in his dantian, opened his eyes at this moment.

Yuan Shen Ning Fan tried to fly out of his physical body. This was an extremely simple matter for any monk who was above the level of becoming a god.

But what happened next shocked Ning Fan.

Just as his soul wanted to fly out of his body, it was immediately blocked by an invisible force and was unable to fly out of his body!

"Hey, have you finally discovered that your soul can no longer leave the body? You fell into the scheme of the old man Yin Mo! The wild blood he rewarded is not so easy to get. If you take it, you will have to pay the price!"

The eyeball monster said happily.

"You try again and see if you can get the soul to enter the cultivation state." The eyeball monster said again.

Hearing this, the soul Ning Fan calmed down, crossed his legs in his physical body, and began to circulate the magic power around the sky.

One day, two weeks, three weeks... Every time it runs for one more day, Ning Fan can increase his magic power through practice.

Although the increase in mana is very small, it can still be considered an increase.

However, when Ning Fan reached the 46th cycle, his soul suddenly felt a sharp pain, his face turned pale, and he coughed out blood.

The mana that was cultivated in the previous 45 weeks was completely dissipated in this 46th week!

"Continue!" the eyeball monster said.

Yuan Shen Ning Fan took a deep breath and started to run the 47th week. After that, everything was normal. But when he reached the 96th week, he coughed up blood again, and all the magic power he gained from previous training disappeared!

46!96!

"When you reach the 156th week of practice, your magic power will dissipate! Then, it will be 226, 306, 396, 496, 606, 726, 856, 996. The barbarians use thousands as a week, and a thousand is a reincarnation. Starting from 46, to 996, there are 11 numbers in total. A complete

Reincarnation is divided into twelve parts. A reincarnation must go through twelve calamities. This is the barbarian's deduction of the way of heaven."

"You have been struck by Old Man Yinmo's blessing technique. The so-called blessing is actually a curse technique. You must have heard of curse techniques, right? The most powerful part of this type of magical power is that it kills people invisible and makes it difficult for people to guard against it.

Among mortals, there is a kind of witchcraft. You can write someone's birth date on a cloth and prick it with a talisman needle, and you can kill someone thousands of miles away. This witchcraft is a kind of curse."

"There is nothing wrong with the puppet itself, but after writing the birth date and horoscope, it can be causally connected with the cursed person. In the same way, there is nothing wrong with the wild blood given to you by the old man Yinmo, but if you accept the wild blood, you will be connected with the cursed person.

He creates cause and effect and has a connection. The wild blood is the medium. If he wants to curse you, it will be difficult for you to escape."

"Old Man Yinmo's blessing technique will trap your soul in the physical body and cause problems in the operation of your mana. In every thousand weeks, eleven will backfire and damage themselves. From then on,

You cannot increase your magic power through hard training, unless you can break the blessing technique."

The more the eyeball monster spoke, the colder Ning Fan's eyes became.

He was actually being plotted against! If it hadn't been for the reminder from the eyeball monster, he probably wouldn't have discovered the abnormality of the soul being unable to leave the body so early.

"The Yinmo Patriarch you are talking about is this person!" Ning Fan's consciousness returned to his physical body, he opened his eyes, and pointed forward.

At one point, a projection appeared in front of him. The projection was exactly the scene on the ninth floor that he had seen before.

The gray moon, countless strange and lifeless stone statues, and an old stone statue sitting on the throne.

"Yes, this person is Yin Mo. What do you think? Do you believe that you have been plotted by him? Do you want to tear him apart to take revenge? Hey, join forces with me and destroy him together! How about that?" The eyeball monster said with a gloating smile.

"Senior should be able to see through this junior's true cultivation, right?" Ning Fan asked without answering.

"Hey, of course I can see through it. The middle stage of the Realm of the Ancient God, the early stage of the Human Mystery of the Ancient Demon Realm, the first Nirvana of the Ancient Demon Realm, and the True Blood One Star of the Blood Tribulation Realm. Although I have four powers, they have not been integrated into one.

It's a pity, if it can be fused..." The eyeball monster's eyes rolled around, wondering what he was planning.

"Senior, what is your cultivation level?" Ning Fan asked again.

"Me? I just have a broken eyeball and a shitty cultivation level. But if you insist on speaking, my cultivation level is probably equivalent to that of the Immortal Emperor of the Seventh Tribulation of Eternity, um, the kind that holds the palm position." The strange eyeball answered.

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"Then what kind of cultivation is Patriarch Yinmo?"

The eyeball monster suddenly fell silent. After hesitating for a moment, he sighed slightly, "I have been separated from him for many years, and now I don't know what kind of cultivation he has. He cannot break through the realm of a saint. This is for sure, but under a saint...

.I’m afraid he is invincible... At least in your dream world, no one is his opponent. Ten quasi-sages from the dream world joining forces may be able to barely fight to a draw with Yin Mo today."

Only if ten quasi-sages join forces can they barely achieve a draw with the ancient old man!

Ning Fan's eyes were moved. The ancient-looking old man was much more powerful than he imagined.

"Since the senior knows that the junior has a low level of cultivation, why does he ask the junior to help him kill people? With the junior's meager skills, I'm afraid he can't help the senior."

Ning Fan's expression was cold.

He doesn't like to be plotted against, and with his vengeful personality, if someone plots against him, he will definitely fight back.

However, the person who plotted against him was too strong. Ancestor Yinmo could rival ten quasi-sages by himself. He had no ability to fight back.

"Hey. Your cultivation level is indeed a bit low. In Yin Mo's eyes, you are probably just an ant. Let alone you, even I am, in the eyes of old man Yin Mo, you are probably just a grasshopper. Frontal view

If we fight, even if we join forces, we will only die in vain. There is no possibility of killing the ancestor of Yin Mo. However, I have no intention of confronting Yin Mo head-on. I have a plan that can use Yin Mo's hand! Can this plan succeed?

, but also rely on your life-cutting sword skills! This is the fundamental reason why I seek your help!

In the current state where you have been hit by the blessing technique, if you join forces with me, you have a 30% chance of killing Yin Mo! If I help you break the blessing technique, the chance of success can increase to 40%! If I help you again.

By using the Time Seal Tower here to integrate the four powers in your body, your strength will definitely improve greatly. The chance of success can be increased to 50%!"

"50% chance. Kill Yin Mo! How about joining forces with me and killing him!"

"Hey, don't refuse in a hurry. I can tell you clearly that if you don't help, you will definitely be dead. Take this jade slip and give it to you. Take your time to read it and consider my proposal slowly.

Don’t be in a hurry. This copper tower has been sealed for ten years. I can wait for you here for ten years. I’ll give you ten years to think about it!”

The strange gray light in his eyes swept away, and immediately a gray jade slip appeared in front of Ning Fan out of thin air and flew towards Ning Fan.

Immediately afterwards, the eyeball monster conjured up a lot of magic weapons and handed them to Ning Fan. There were candle bows, incense rockets, clutch swords, and other magic weapons, all of which were taken away from Ning Fan before.

"Here, here, all your scraps and scraps will be returned to you. Okay, okay, you can go back and think about it slowly. I want to go into seclusion, so I won't let you drink tea."

With the help of his magical eyeball, Ning Fan and a large number of his magic weapons were instantly sent out of the cave by a soft gray light.

The clutch sword and a lot of twelve nirvana magic weapons were actually called scrap metal by the eyeball monster... Ning Fan smiled bitterly, this eyeball monster's vision was really too high.

He was about to read the jade slip given to him by the eyeball monster, but was interrupted by a noisy voice.

"Master! Little Gong finally sees you again! Oh, oh, oh, oh! Little Gong never wants to leave his master again!" Zhu Gong felt aggrieved and wanted to throw herself into Ning Fan's arms and cry, but was kicked away by Ning Fan.

"Master, you are cold and heartless, and you kicked me!" Zhu Gong felt even more aggrieved.

"It's too disgusting, don't throw yourself at me." Ning Fan twitched the corner of his mouth. Zhu Gong was a wretched old man, and he didn't want to be thrown into his arms by the wretched old man.

"Master, I will be loyal to you from now on. You must never let that eyeball monster capture me again. It's really terrible!" Zhu Gong said with lingering fear.

After he was captured by the eyeball monster, he was imprisoned in a large iron furnace specially used to smelt magic weapons.

He was almost smelted by the eyeball monster along with the Clutch Sword and other scraps of metal.

If the magic weapon is smelted, it can be recast, but it is a bow spirit, a type of weapon spirit. Once it is smelted, it turns to ashes and nothing is left!

He was almost killed by the eyeball monster!

After all, he is also an innate bow spirit. After all, he followed the ancestral dragon Zhuli to conquer the world, fell into the hands of the eyeball monster, and was almost smelted as garbage!

It's better to stay with Ning Fan. As long as you are obedient and don't talk so meanly, your life will not be in danger...

Zhu Gong decided that he would be loyal to Ning Fan in the future. If he betrayed Ning Fan and was picked up and smelted by others, it would be a huge loss.

"A mere monster with eyeballs dares to smelt me! If there is a chance, I must plot against that monster with eyesballs and avenge my shame!" Zhu Gong thought fiercely.

Ning Fan was too lazy to pay attention to the candle bow, put away all the magic weapons, and looked at the jade slips again.

The jade slip contained an introduction to the Barbarian God's Blessing Technique. After reading it, Ning Fan's face turned livid.

This barbarian god's blessing technique is so insidious!

The soul of a person who has undergone the technique will be trapped in the physical body, and there will be problems in the operation of mana. On the 46th day of the technique, one-eleventh of the soul of the person who has performed the technique will dissolve and turn into nutrients to nourish the body.

On the 96th day, the primordial spirit will dissolve by one-eleventh again.

On the 156th day, the 226th day, the 306th day...the Yuan Shen will dissolve again and again, until the 996th day, the Yuan Shen will be completely dissolved.

The complete dissolution of the Yuan Shen means that the person who performed the technique will die. However, the physical body of the person who performed the technique will be perfectly preserved. It will even become stronger due to absorbing the power of the Yuan Shen and retain the part of the person who performed the technique during his lifetime.
To be continued...