In the end, Ning Fan agreed to the request of the Nine Swords Taoist and agreed to donate half of his demonic blood to water the Sword Ancestor's natal Green Lotus.

The Qinglian Sword Clan wants to resurrect the sword ancestor's natal Qinglian, so as to obtain the inheritance of the Taoism.

Ning Fan also wanted to resurrect the natal Qinglian, and then return the Taoism in it to the Sword Ancestor Soul Grass to make the Soul Grass grow.

Jiujian Taoist thought he had successfully coerced Ning Fan, but he didn't know that this matter was exactly what Ning Fan wanted.

Seeing that Ning Fan "had no choice but to compromise," Taoist Jiujian felt proud in his heart, but his face did not show it. He returned to his original friendly smile, "I am very pleased that fellow Taoist made the wisest choice. No matter whether this matter succeeds or not, fellow Taoist

They are all friends of my Qinglian Sword Clan!"

Friends? Haha, I don’t need friends like the Qinglian Sword Clan...

Ning Fan disagreed in his heart, but on the surface, he had to pretend to be helpless and complaining, "Stop using the polite words! Finish pouring the demon blood quickly and let me leave!

I don’t want to stay here any longer.”

"Haha, fellow Taoist, don't be anxious. If you want to perform the resurrection ceremony, just pouring the demon blood is not enough. You have to wait for another fellow daoist to come to your aid. Before that fellow daoist arrives, you have to wait for a while.

." Taoist Jiujian smiled mysteriously, took out an ancient piece of money, and crushed it into pieces.

This seems to be a message to someone in a distant place by crushing money.

"Okay, that person will arrive within half an hour at most. This was agreed back then." Taoist Master Jiujian said confidently.

He firmly believed that the owner of the money did not dare not come, after all, the other party also had something in his hands!

"Hmph! It seems that Ning is not the only one who was coerced by fellow Taoist." Ning Fan seemed very unhappy, but his true emotion was surprise.

The aura on the money seems familiar. It seems to be... the Chunyang Patriarch of the Chunyang Sect?

Weird, isn't the Chunyang ancestor staying in the Bitian coffin to linger on his last breath? How could he be involved with the Qinglian Sword Clan...

"Haha, fellow Taoist, please calm down. It is true that my Qinglian Sword Clan offended me in this matter first, but so what? To put it bluntly, if you didn't covet the good fortune of this place, you wouldn't have fallen into the bottom of the spring and been killed by me.

That’s all. As a monk, who hasn’t stumbled a few times, so why should fellow Taoists be worried about it? Someone’s coming!”

Taoist Jiujian stopped talking to Ning Fan, and instead called several clan members and whispered some instructions.

Not long after, a hundred or so big men from the Sword Spirit Clan, working together to carry a yellow mud wine vat as big as a mountain, came closer.

"This is..." Ning Fan Yu Nian secretly said. He had already found out what was stored in the wine jar, but he still asked knowingly.

"Fellow Daoist is the first real ancient demon that I have been waiting for for countless years. But unfortunately, you have too little ancient demon ancestor blood. It seems that there are only four drops, which is not enough..."

"so what…"

"So I want to help fellow Taoist to condense more ancient demon ancestor blood! In this wine vat, there are three hundred drops of pseudo-ancient demon ancestor blood that I have collected over hundreds of millions of years.

Hundreds of millions of years of hard work, brewing it into wine, yielded three million kilograms of Ancient Demon Blood Wine. Although it is not the orthodox Ancient Demon Blood Wine, it is still a rare treasure. If an orthodox Ancient Demon drinks all this wine, he will be able to cultivate for at least ten more years.

A drop of the blood of the Ancient Demon Ancestor... I have offended you many times before, so I used this wine to compensate for my kindness." Taoist Master Jiujian pretended to be generous.

"Compensation? Fellow Taoist, what you said is really nice! You only talked about the benefits of this wine, but you concealed the defects of this wine. If Ning is not mistaken, this wine is clearly made by ingesting Hunyuan into pulp and brewing it.

How overbearing! When you drink it, it is like drinking Hunyuan raw, which will definitely cause huge damage to the person who consumes it. Those quasi-sages with weaker Qi and blood will not even drink a third of this wine, and they will die directly.

.If you let Ning drink these drinks, he will be punished!" Ning Fan said coldly.

"Hmph! Now that you are trapped in our Qinglian Sword Clan, do you still have a choice not to drink? Could it be that fellow Taoist wants to toast you instead of eating the penalty wine!" Taoist Master Jiujian suddenly changed his face, pretending to remove the blessing from Ning Fan.

The power of the sword spirit in his body.

Ning Fan's "face changed drastically" immediately. If the power of the sword spirit in his body disappeared, the chaotic energy from the bottom of the spring would immediately sweep towards him.

"Fellow Taoist, why are you doing this! This wine... I will drink it!" Ning Fan said with an ugly face, but he was holding back laughter in his heart. This is the wine that Jiujian Taoist has spent hundreds of millions of years brewing. Drinking it can increase the number of ancient demons.

Ancestral blood makes a lot of money.

"Haha, that's right. Fellow Taoist, don't worry. I understand that this wine is extremely harmful and I won't let you drink more. You only need to drink one-fifth of it. Where is the beauty? I won't give it to Fellow Daoist Ning."

Serve the wine!”

Following the order from Taoist Master Jiujian, more than a dozen beautiful figures walked out, all of them beauties from the Qinglian Sword Clan.

These beauties are naturally the bodies of sword spirits. Each one of them has lost their vitality and no one knows who picked them.

All the beauties set up tables and chairs and offered Ning Fan a drink with all their charms. They used space-type drinking utensils. A small bottle of wine contained a thousand kilograms of wine. However, Ning Fan only made a helpless expression and drank very slowly.

.

He seemed to hate this pseudo-ancient demon blood wine.

But this is also human nature. Among ordinary people, who has nothing to do to drink Hunyuan wine?

Even if this wine is of great benefit to the ancient demons, there are probably not many second-step ancient demons who would dare to drink it.

Fortunately, Ning Fan is not an ordinary person. He is a decomposed spirit, which is inherently more powerful than ordinary ancient demons. And because he understands the five elements of the Hunyuan body, he has considerable experience in absorbing the power of the Hunyuan. He drinks the Hunyuan raw.

There is almost no damage.

But this cannot be noticed by Jiujian Taoist...

Ever since, every time Ning Fan drank some blood wine, he would pretend to be greatly injured and cough up some blood. The blood was naturally a disguise...

Even so, Master Jiujian was secretly surprised and suspicious because Ning Fan coughed up less blood than he expected.

"Weird, this person drank the Hunyuan wine, and the backlash he received was lighter than I imagined. Why...could it be that the orthodox ancient demon has a powerful physical body and is somewhat resistant to the Hunyuan energy?"

Unfortunately, Taoist Nine Swordsmen had never seen an orthodox ancient demon, so these speculations could not be confirmed, so they only kept it in mind and did not dare to look down on Ning Fan too much.

"Good wine, really good wine! Although this Nine Swordsman has a bad character, his wine-making skills are really outstanding. And this wine can actually increase my demon blood level. It's really amazing!"

Ning Fan admired the blood wine in his heart, but on his face he had to pretend that he had no choice but to be forced to drink.

Secretly, the level of demon blood is increasing by leaps and bounds!

Originally, he only had four drops of demon blood level, and the fifth drop of demon blood had only condensed one-third. At this moment, the fifth drop of demon blood was gradually perfected at an astonishing speed!

"It's weird, this guy just drank 30,000 kilograms of blood wine, and he has the tendency to condense the fifth drop of ancestral blood?" Taoist Master Jiujian frowned, this was somewhat different from what he had guessed.

He originally thought that even an orthodox ancient demon would need to drink more than 100,000 kilograms of blood wine to condense the fifth drop of demon ancestral blood.

After all, not all the blood wine drunk in the stomach can be successfully converted into medicinal power, and there will always be a lot of waste.

Is the blood wine containing the power of Hunyuan so easy to absorb? It is rare for an ordinary quasi-sage to be able to absorb a quarter of the medicinal power.

Ning Fan is different. He has the Hunyuan Body Technique, and there is almost no waste in absorbing the power of Hunyuan. Taking this wine at this moment, the effect is naturally far more significant than others.

This is because the ancient gods and ancient demons have different powers. Otherwise, if the ancient god's mind can also work, the improvement of his demon blood will be truly heaven-defying.

"I understand, this man was about to cultivate the fifth drop of Demon Ancestor Blood, so he only drank 30,000 kilograms of blood wine and cultivated the fifth drop. But if it was the sixth drop, it would not be so easy to cultivate! "Taoist Jiujian suddenly realized it and thought he had found the reason.

Sure enough!

After Ning Fan successfully condensed the fifth drop of the Demon Ancestor's blood, he drank two hundred thousand kilograms of blood wine but was unable to condense the sixth drop of the Demon Ancestor's blood.

It seems that the difficulty of gathering the sixth drop of Demon Ancestor's blood is more than a thousand times greater than that of the fifth drop.

"It seems that my guess is correct. The reason why this boy quickly condensed the fifth drop of Demon Ancestor's blood was just a coincidence..." Taoist Jiujian felt relieved. He didn't like things to go out of control.

Little did he know that this time, he had been deceived by Ning Fan's deliberately created illusion!

…

After drinking 30,000 kilograms of blood wine, Ning Fan had already produced one-third of the fifth drop of Demon Ancestor blood, which was completely solidified!

After drinking another 60,000 kilograms of blood wine, he successfully cultivated the sixth drop of Demon Ancestor blood!

After spending another hundred thousand kilograms, the seventh drop of Demon Ancestor's blood was successfully cultivated!

Fortunately, Ning Fan noticed the surprised expression of Taoist Nine Swordsmen and understood that his ability to absorb blood wine was indeed a bit scary. It would expose his restraint on the power of Hunyuan and make the enemy wary.

So he made some disguises.

Although he had successfully cultivated the sixth and seventh drops of the Demon Ancestor's blood, he suppressed the fluctuations and did not let outsiders know. This matter fell into the eyes of the Nine Sword Taoist, who also said that Ning Fan encountered difficulties in cultivating the sixth drop of the Demon Ancestor's blood. Heavy.

It is difficult to cultivate ancestral blood, especially for the ancient demon clan who have been deprived of blood qualifications. It is even more difficult for Ning Fan to continue to increase the amount of demon ancestral blood if he had not cheated the Taoist Nine Swordsman of his wine by chance. sky.

The more the amount of ancestral blood increases, the more difficult it becomes to practice.

Ning Fan drank a full 140,000 kilograms of blood wine before he cultivated the eighth drop of Demon Ancestor Blood.

The ninth drop used 170,000 kilograms of blood wine.

The tenth drop, two hundred thousand catties.

"Oh? Has this kid finally condensed the seventh drop of Demon Ancestor's blood? It's enough... If he drinks it any more, I'm worried that he will be violently killed by the power of Hunyuan. In that case, no one will be able to pour the demon blood. ." Taoist Jiujian nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, stopped the beauties from urging them to drink, and ordered the tribesmen to move the wine jars away.

Little did he know that Ning Fan had already condensed the tenth drop of Demon Ancestor blood at this moment, and what he saw was just an illusion created by Ning Fan.

"Phew, I finally don't have to drink these blood wine anymore..." Ning Fan looked weak and pale, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Of course, this complexion and expression were all fake.

In his heart, he felt a great pity. He wanted to drink more blood wine. Why did the Nine Swordsmen withdraw? Could it be that they noticed his disguise and were on guard?

Forget it, we’ll talk about the blood wine thing later. The top priority is to resurrect Qing Ling’s Taoism and nourish the Soul Grass with the power of Taoism.

"I'm offended..." Taoist Master Jiujian pretended to feel guilty and bowed to Ning Fan, as if he was apologizing for forcing Ning Fan to drink blood wine. In fact, he was unapologetic in his heart and instead laughed at Ning Fan's weakness. bully!

"Hmph! Half an hour has passed. It seems that the other fellow Taoist should have arrived, right?" Ning Fan said angrily.

"It's coming, it's coming..." Taoist Master Nine Swords was just trying to calm Ning Fan's emotions when he suddenly saw a beam of pure sunlight shining silently into the moonlight world at the bottom of the Soul Spring.

Then the conversation changed, "Haha, Fellow Daoist Ning, you don't have to wait any longer, Fellow Daoist Lu is already here."
To be continued...