Ning Fan swept through the medicine warehouses of the East, West, and North Pagodas, and the pill prescriptions...

After four rounds of pills, he took a total of 470 pills.

Fourth-level advanced level, Diyuan Dan, one pill can increase the mana of Yuanzhong monk 1A, 70 pills.

The peak of the fourth revolution, Tianyuan Pill, one pill can increase the mana of Yuanhou monk 1A, 110 pills.

The fourth-level peak, Xuan Yuan Dan, one pill can increase the mana of the Yuandian monk by 1 armor, 290 pills.

These elixirs are all fourth-level elixirs. If Ning Fan refines them, even if he has the fifth-level alchemy skills, it will take at least a year or even several years to refine them. And the thousand-year elixir required is a terrifying amount. These elixirs,

It was stored in the Palace of Relics for thousands of years and was worth one billion immortal jade, but it was all taken away by Ning Fan alone.

One billion immortal jades...even the Void Refining monks may not have so many immortal jades.

One billion immortal jade is more than enough to set up a real 'Mortal Void' level formation and reverse the movement of mountains and rivers...

Of course, this elixir cannot be discounted. After all, the Lost World Palace itself does not have one billion immortal jade. The Lost World Tower has a huge income and a lot of losses, and Ning Fan has no intention of selling the medicine.

To obtain such a huge amount of elixirs, the Palace of Relics and the others came to the right place.

Lu Qing had no objection to taking away this large amount of elixirs...he only asked Ning Fan for one thing...not to reveal his relationship with Bei Xiaoman before he became an immortal.

Ning Fan accepted this matter with a smile. He and Bei Xiaoman really didn't have anything to do with each other...

In addition to this elixir, he also swept away all the fifth-level elixir recipes in the Palace of Relics!

As expected of the Four Great Powers, even a small silver pagoda in the lower realm has many ancient and rare items in its reserve of elixirs.

These alchemy recipes were naturally backed up by Ning Fan's imprint. In this way, his fifth-level alchemy skill could be put to use.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years of elixir, some were taken away, but not too much.

After all, Ning Fan is short on time for cultivation, so he is not too concerned about alchemy. The fifth-level alchemy skill seems to be enough for now.

Ning Fan picked up some magic weapons and spiritual equipment, but he didn't attach too much importance to any of them.

He actually fell in love with Bei Xiaoman's ancient magic weapon - the blood whip, but this whip has been refined by Bei Xiaoman's mind. Unless he hurts Bei Xiaoman and robs it, he cannot get this thing.

He already has two ancient magic weapons, so why bother competing with his cauldron for magic weapons?

Yes, it's the Cauldron... Bei Xiaoman will never be able to escape from its clutches in this life.

The night is approaching.

The female corpse lay on the bed submissively and followed Ning Fan's instructions to 'rest', even though she was a corpse demon and did not need to sleep.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, was sitting on a futon in front of the window, bathing in the moonlight, refining the power of the Earth Yuan Dan.

Diyuan Dan, Tianyuan Dan, and Xuanyuan Dan can only be taken if they are in a certain state.

In this way, the last two elixirs are also cured and will be refined later when the person reaches the later stage and reaches the peak.

The medicinal power of the fourth-turn elixir is already huge.

Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators can take at least several months or even years to refine one.

But Ning Fan refines the medicinal power and can refine one pill in half a day.

For a whole month, he stayed at home, refining the medicinal power in the North Tower.

Lu Qing visited occasionally and knew that he was in seclusion and did not disturb him.

Bei Xiaoman, on the other hand, seemed to be deliberately avoiding Ning Fan and was anxious to disturb him.

The female corpse quietly embroidered, stitch by stitch, with seamless patterns.

This kind of life is so peaceful that Ning Fan almost forgets the exhaustion of the road to cultivation.

One month has passed, and he has refined 70 Diyuan Pills, and his mana has reached 260 armor!

We are only 40 armor away from Yuanhou...

40 armor, unless there are 40 more Earth Yuan Pills, or two Nascent Soul Dao Fruits, or two Nascent Soul Cauldrons, Ning Fan will not be able to break through to the later stage this time.

In Dantian, Nascent Soul has been completely stabilized.

The energy of heaven and earth around him began to merge, giving Ning Fan an illusion that he seemed to be one with heaven and earth and disappear into heaven and earth...

"If there is another 40 armor mana, it will be a great monk... It would be a pity not to take this opportunity to break through... Fortunately, we have this thing!"

‘Crack!’

Ning Fan patted the storage bag and took out a sapphire gourd, which was filled with red blood plasma. If it were poured out, there would be several bowls of it...

This plasma was collected while trying to stop Bei Xiaoman's bleeding.

Occasionally, it is okay to show kindness, but Ning Fan will never return empty-handed. Even if he is doing a 'good deed', he still has to collect Bei Xiaoman's blood.

Ordinary female cultivators do not have menstruation, so the so-called Yuan Yin blood can only be found when they lose their virginity.

But Bei Xiaoman... Although he is not a cauldron physique, for Ning Fan, even if he does not take supplements, he is considered the best cauldron!

Her menstrual blood is cold and cold, but it is a wonderful nourishing product.

Ning Fan poured his blood into a jade bowl, looked at it, and drank it, with a hint of sweetness.

After three bowls, drink all the plasma and refine it!

30 armors of mana, vigorously refined! Integrated into Ning Fan’s immortal veins!

Mana, 290 armor!

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, and it seemed that he had done the right thing in dealing with Bei Xiaoman.

As long as this woman's body is not broken, her true yin is still there, and her Gui pulse is irregular, she can have a 'menstrual event' every few years...

A single dose of blood is comparable to the total amount of blood collected from this woman... And with this woman's qualifications, sooner or later she will transform into a spirit, refine the weak, and break the weak... By then, her blood will be even sweeter!

Keeping this girl is equivalent to providing Ning Fan with a virgin blood bank!

But after a while, he lost his mind and put aside the matter of Bei Xiaoman. The most important thing at the moment was to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage!

There is only 10 armors left of mana...the last 10 armors must be broken through!

His gaze settled on the Tianyuan Pill in front of him.

There are clear restrictions on this elixir. Only those in the Yuan Dynasty can take it. If it is taken in the Yuan Dynasty, the potency of the medicine will be too strong and the immortal veins will not be able to bear it, and the body will be injured.

But compared to breaking through the Yuan Dynasty, mere injuries are nothing to worry about.

With determination in his eyes, Ning Fan opened the bottle, took one sip, and drank 10 Tianyuan Pills!

Immediately, the pain of tearing came from the immortal veins, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Ning Fan's mouth!

So what if it's just bloodshot, so what if it's self-inflicted. The road to cultivation requires bravery and diligence to move forward. How can you break through the bottleneck if you don't have a strong will to break through the bamboo!

The world is like a cage, and everyone is like a trapped animal. Some are trapped to death, and some are still fighting!

"Refining!"

In the dantian, Nascent Soul suddenly pinched it with its little hands, its eyes showing a ruthless light.

Along the way, he has broken too many conventions, including this one!

5th!

Five days later, a vast momentum rose from the North Tower and swept towards Xuanwu City!

At this moment, all the monks in the city felt a great pressure. The pressure blended with the heaven and earth, like the power of God!

Thousands of miles of red clouds! Covered with blood and thunder!

"This, this is...someone in Xuanwu City has broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage! Who is it?"

"North Tower, North Tower...could it be that person..."

"What! It's Ming Zun!"

At this moment, Lu Qing came out of seclusion in shock, and Bei Xiaoman also came out of the boudoir in disbelief.

Look up!

Under the bloody thunder in the sky, a young man with black hair, holding a thunder whip in his hand, whipped towards the thunder cloud!

The sky was supposed to bring calamity to him, but now it was this man who rebelled against the thunder and attacked the sky!

The moment this person smashed the thunder in the sky, his momentum rose sharply!

A body of mana has broken through to 350 armor!

Late Nascent Soul!

"How could he break through to the late stage so quickly... Not to mention that those Earth Yuan Pills are not enough, even if they are enough, he should not be able to refine 70 Earth Yuan Pills in just one month... Wait, this, this is..."

Bei Xiaoman incredibly used his spiritual thoughts and sensed a trace of blood on the corner of Ning Fan's mouth. She was not familiar with that blood. It was her own, shameful blood.

"He...he drank my...my...dirty, shameless! Zhou Ming, do you want to piss me off to death?" Bei Xiaoman stomped his feet in shame and anger.

She finally understood how Ning Fan gathered enough mana...

But she felt even more that she couldn't see through Ning Fan...

What kind of man this is is different from what my mother said and from all the men I have seen.
To be continued...