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On the second floor of the Underworld Tomb, it was raining continuously, but the rain beast in the dark, for some unknown reason, never attacked Ning Fan and Ning Fan again.

Xue Qing couldn't understand all of this...but he attributed all the credit to Ning Fan.

"Master is not only a fourth-level alchemist, but can also defeat Bai Zun and Jingyu Beast... Although he is a young man, being my master is definitely enough."

Xue Qing's mentality has faintly changed. He became a disciple before in order to cheat some alchemy skills from Ning Fan, but now, he is sincere and willing to start from scratch under Ning Fan and practice well. Not only practicing alchemy skills,

Re-cultivate the realm of mana, and re-cultivate the state of mind.

Ning Fan looked at the rain pond before, his eyes showing emotion. Xue Qingke also guessed that there must be a treasure in the rain pond, which attracted Ning Fan's attention. For Ning Fan, who possesses the best magic weapon, even the Ten Thousand Soul Flags are not enough for him.

Even if you don't like it, what you can like must be good things.

But he still left the rain pond, which undoubtedly showed that there was something in the rain pond that even Ning Fan was afraid of.

With the treasure in front of him, being able to leave without changing his expression... Xue Qing asked himself that he couldn't achieve this state of mind.

Surrounded by more than a dozen black towers, a floating cloud staircase extends downwards, leading to the dark underground.

In front of the huge pit, Ning Fan stopped his steps again, closed his eyes, and felt the rain falling in front of him.

This time, Xue Qing also imitated Ning Fan and closed his eyes to feel the rain. He suddenly discovered that the rain had a special meaning that could nourish people's hearts and improve their mental state.

Unfortunately, with Xue Qing's vision, he couldn't figure out what the meaning was.

But compared to other ghost sparrow elders who entered the underworld, Xue Qing was lucky, because besides Ning Fan, he was probably the first one to realize that rain could improve his mood.

None of the things happening around him entered Ning Fan's mind. His heart was immersed in the drizzle, trying to hear the feelings of the Bird God Son who stayed on the second floor of the underworld tomb.

Gradually, the sound of rain became silent, and there was no more sound of rain in the world... And at this time, through the drizzle, Ning Fan seemed to have such a picture emerging in his mind.

An old man in black clothes, whose face could not be seen clearly, walked through the rain holding a paper umbrella.

"The sky is divided into four realms, and the earth is divided into nine realms. In the middle is the realm of rain, which rains continuously. Rain is born in the sky and dies on the earth... The reason why this rain dies is not the death of the body, but the death of the heart... He

His body will turn into clouds and return to the sky. However, his heart will be shattered when he falls into the mortal world... When the broken raindrops reunite, is it still him? One rain, billions of raindrops

, seems to be the same, but in fact every drop of rain has its own different charm... Although the body is the same, the Tao is ultimately different. Cutting off hundreds of millions of rains will transform me into a Tao enlightenment... From now on, this place will be a ghost.

Zong..."

The scene stopped abruptly... Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes.

Although the words of the first-level old man were very profound and profound, it was difficult to move Ning Fan's heart.

On the second level, the old man realized again, his words seemed to be sighing, blending the sadness of his life into the rain.

Why did the Bird God Son appear in the Fairy World of Rain... Was it just like when he lamented the rain, the rain was knocked down from the sky, and he was knocked down to the mortal world...

Therefore, the Bird God Son gave birth to his unique insights in the rain! I am afraid that every layer of the tomb has the footprints of the Bird God Son!

The Bird God Son once felt the divine will of rain in this place!

And it is very likely that it was this realization in the rain that made Que Shenzi regain his ambition and fight back to the four-day fairy world!

With Ning Fan's mind, he could easily deduce so many secrets, which was almost the same as the truth.

And with his eyes full of thought, he looked at the rain in the sky, and began to understand...understand what the Bird God Son said, why the billions of drops of rain in the world are different.

There is only one kind of divine will of rain, but when separated, there can be countless... Because the birth of divine will not only requires the way of heaven and earth, but also needs to integrate one's own way into that divine will.

Although the rain is the same, the monks' experiences and perceptions are different, and the condensed rain's divine will is also different!

The first level of understanding did not move Ning Fan because it did not incorporate the experience of Que Shenzi.

On the second level of realization, Ning Fan was slightly touched, because of the Bird God Son, his heart was filled with sorrow and resentment... If one thing moved, the other would move, so Ning Fan's heart would never move.

The most precious thing in the Tomb of the Underworld Bird is not the pill demon, the mysterious Yin Qi, the cold but magical effect that increases the speed of cultivation, or even the Immortal Bone of the Underworld Bird among the nine layers...

To Ning Fan, the most precious thing is the afterimage of enlightenment in the rain!

"The third level... Que Shenzi, what exactly have you realized..."

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, and he stepped down into the huge pit, leading to the third layer of fairy clouds.

He had a vague feeling that this time he came to the graveyard, there would be unexpected and huge gains.

"If I go back to the path of the predecessor Que Shenzi...can I realize the divine will of the rain! If I succeed..." His eyes were filled with fire.

On the third floor, after descending the ladders one by one, Ning Fan jumped down to the ground, while Xue Qing hurriedly followed, his eyes full of fear and caution.

The third floor...The rain stopped!?

And the surroundings are exactly as described in Xue Qing's original ghost story. The surroundings are dark, and white bones scattered for countless years can be seen everywhere... These bones are not human bones... but animal bones! And the bones are of good quality. These animals

Gu, he must have been a golden elixir-level monster during his lifetime!

This place is cold, twice as cold as the second level. The cold air makes Ning Fan feel slightly uncomfortable, but the mana moves around the sky faster!

There are no longer so many bloody beast eyes in the surroundings...but in the darkness, there are extremely powerful monster auras hidden. Xue Qing cannot feel it, but Ning Fan can feel the strength of his spiritual thoughts!

"One, two...seven. Within ten thousand feet, there are seven golden elixir monsters watching us. However, they are all in the early stage of the golden elixir, and only one is in the middle stage of the golden elixir. There is nothing to worry about..."

Ning Fan withdrew his spiritual thoughts and spoke in a very calm tone. However, when these words fell into Xue Qing's ears, they turned into a hint of fear.

"There are seven golden elixir monsters within ten thousand feet! This, this... this place is so dangerous! Master, let's go to the second floor..."

He is timid, but timidity is not wrong. With Xue Qing's strength, he cannot compete with the seven-headed monster, and he will definitely die. If he is not timid and does not retreat, he will be reckless! He will be stupid!

But Ning Fan can't be timid... With Ning Fan's strength, what can only seven ordinary golden elixir monsters do to him? If he is timid, his cultivation will be like that of a dog.

"No, they don't dare to come! Dongmingzhong, Ji!"

Ning Fan patted the storage bag and took out the ancient pure gold clock for the first time!

The small bell was in the palm of his hand, and with a sway of magic power, it started to spin, turning into a huge bell with a height of one hundred feet, standing in front of him, and under the excitement of Ning Fan's magic power, the terrifying sound of the magic weapon bell was heard!

"The best...the best magic weapon!" Xue Qing's eyes lit up. Although he was not interested in refining weapons, he still couldn't keep his mind on the best magic weapon.

Although they knew that Ning Fan had the best magic weapon, even in the battle with Bai Zun, Ning Fan never used it. Everyone thought that Ning Fan did not have enough magic power to use the best magic weapon, so he did not use it. Now Xue Qing sees that this thing

Although Ming Zhong only exerted 1% of its power, Ning Fan indeed activated this magic weapon with the magic power of the peak of soul fusion!

And a bell sounded. This bell sounded like a demonic sound, shocking people's hearts. Under Ning Fan's control, it also sounded in the hearts of the seven-headed golden elixir monster!

The six monsters in the early stage of the golden elixir were stunned by the sound of the bell! The monster in the middle stage of the golden elixir was also dizzy and frightened. How could it dare to spy on Ning Fan!

"There may be a demon lord here... Don't kill animals indiscriminately, but you can't let it bully you either!"

Ning Fan condensed his tone and patted the giant bell, which turned into a small golden bell again and returned to the palm of his hand.

Ning Fan showed satisfaction with the power of the Dongming Bell. With one percent of its power, it swept through the early stage of the Golden Core and shocked the middle stage of the Golden Core. This was the result of Ning Fan controlling the power of the magic weapon... If he was willing, with his power

This bell can kill six early-stage monsters and seriously injure the mid-stage monster!

This is the power of the best magic weapon! If the power of this weapon is fully activated, Ning Fan can exert the power of a Nascent Soul master's blow...

"Hiss... Master and Bai Zun seem to be fighting hard, but it turns out that he still hides such a powerful trump card... If he uses all his trump cards, can he easily kill Bai Zun?!"

Xue Qing's heart was slightly shocked. The whining sounds of six monster beasts fell in his ears. Each one's magic power was stronger than his... One attack stunned six golden elixir monsters... This is

Ning Fan, does he have hidden terrifying strength?

And according to what Ning Fan said, there seemed to be a demon lord here... Xue Qing shuddered and secretly thought, that demon lord couldn't be the Dan Demon!

Ning Fan did have concerns about not killing monsters... The rain pond monster he encountered on the second floor of the underworld gave Ning Fan a strong sense of crisis... And those rain beasts seemed to obey the orders of this monster.

It was most likely that he was the subordinate of this demon. And that demon's cultivation level was obviously higher than that of Ning Fan, but it did not kill anyone. It even sent the monsters away to clear the way for Ning Fan... Although it was not considered a favor, it was still considered a good intention.

Therefore, Ning Fan did not kill anyone rashly here. It was out of fear and courtesy.

He took away the Dongming Bell and ignored Xue Qing's shock. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the dark and moist sky.

"Why is there no rain here...why..."

He showed a look of extreme confusion. According to his inference, Que Shenzi should have been on the third level back then, and his understanding should have reached a further level.

Without rain, how can we feel enlightened?

Or, it is precisely because of the absence of rain that I can feel enlightened!

A hint of moisture made Ning Fan's heart feel cold, and Ning Fan immediately showed a semi-guessing look and closed his eyes.

"Xue Qing, don't disturb me..." He left a faint command, and then closed his six senses tightly.

The only thing that is not closed is the spiritual mind... This is the instinct of a monk to protect his life.

...

In the darkness, Ning Fan began to realize the truth, while Xue Qing's scalp became increasingly numb.

The cold air around him and the desolate white bones all touched his nerves, reminding him of the woman's face that was covered in blood that day.

"The Alchemy Demon...The Alchemy Demon won't appear..."

He had a wry smile on his face. He was a cultivator in the early stage of Golden Elixir, but he still showed a look of fear. He was really living in a dog's belly.

"Haha, what is there to be afraid of the elixir demon? Don't be afraid or not... I will also close my eyes and comprehend like Master... It's just that there is no rain, so how can I comprehend..."

He laughed dryly and closed his eyes, as if this dry laughter could strengthen his courage.

But the next moment, Xue Qing clearly felt a soft but cold hand put on his shoulder.

"I hate it so much..."

A tragic female voice sounded behind him!

For a moment, Xue Qing's hair stood on end with horror.

No, it’s the Dan Demon! What kind of cultivation is this? He’s so close behind him that he doesn’t even have the slightest breath!

Xue Qing gritted his teeth and looked back. Behind him, he saw a pale woman's face, covered with blood, showing a weird smile. She looked at him with white teeth and licked her long tongue, as if she was looking at a delicacy!

"Master...Master..." Xue Qing wanted to remind Ning Fan.

"Don't make trouble... just play with her, don't disturb me..." Ning Fan sensed the 'female ghost' with his spiritual thoughts, and immediately stopped his spiritual thoughts and said no more.

"What, let me play with her... play with her! She will eat me!" Xue Qing looked helpless.
Chapter completed!