One hundred and seven women from the Hehuan Sect were slaughtered by Old Demon Han alone.

Those who died in the black fire before were considered lucky. Those who died later were all miserable.

Han Laomo's killing seemed to be a kind of performance art. He did not violate a woman, that was not his style. Moreover, these witches did not value chastity, and they might still make the other party happy if they violated her.

"To deal with your enemy, you must use the method that he fears the most and kill him!"

This was the first lesson that Old Demon Han taught Ning Fan.

Skinning, beheading, splitting, hanging, hanging, cooking, inserting needles, burying alive, poisoning, beating with sticks, sawing, breaking vertebrae, filling with lead, scrubbing, playing the pipa, draining the intestines...

All the killing techniques that Old Devil Han could think of were used. When morning came, Limeng Mountain was already in a mess, with pieces of flesh and limbs, and even feces and urine.

The little paper crane fainted when Old Demon Han killed the first person, but Ning Fan gritted his teeth and forced himself to read from beginning to end. The blood and stench made Ning Fan vomit three times before he finally got used to it.

A scene of torture and murder.

Ning Fan had to look at it, he was not stupid, he could guess that if he couldn't bear this killing, if he fainted like a paper crane, Old Demon Han would kill him without hesitation!

Ghost Bird Sect, Han Yuanji, this is a real devil.

"Boy, that's really good! When I became a disciple, my master was like this, but I vomited six times..."

Old Demon Han looked at Ning Fan, his eyes shining brightly.

This boy has a stoic temperament and is a good candidate for cultivating demons.

Old Devil Han didn't know that Ning Fan was the one who hated seeing blood. He didn't want to see blood, but he had to, otherwise he would die.

"Let's go, I will take you back to the Ghost Bird Sect and officially join our sect!"

The old devil held the paper crane in one hand and Ning Fan in the other, soared into the air with his feet and walked away.

From the beginning to the end, Ning Fan never said a single unnecessary word to the old devil. Now he is a man who only wants to survive. If he talks too much, he will make mistakes.

The old demon escaped very fast. After one day and one night, he flew from the western region of Yue Kingdom to the northern region of Yue Kingdom, covering a distance of thousands of miles.

He flew over the Zhengdao Sect several times, and anyone who dared to stop him would be killed by the shock.

In the Northern Territory, there is a city made of ice, called Qimei City. The entire city is enveloped by a strange cold air, as if even the soul can be frozen.

There are thousands of monks in Qimei City, and among them there are even three spirit-melting masters. Sensing the movement of the old demon breaking through the sky, the three masters stepped into the sky and climbed to the clouds together. When they saw the old demon, they all looked respectful.

"Meet the City Lord!"

"Forgive me, get out of here!" Old Demon Han drove away the three of them, but looked deeply at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan is on guard against Qimei City and the three masters. This is good. When entering a strange place and seeing strange people, it is essential to be on guard.

"I am the Lord of Qimei City, one of the four deities of the Ghost Sparrow Sect, the 'Korean Medicine Master'! There is still half a year until the Ghost Sparrow Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony. I will give you half a year to raise my cultivation to the fifth level of Pimai.

,Otherwise, die!”

The old devil looked at Qimei City under the sea of ​​clouds, and a hint of sadness flashed through his originally domineering eyes. This sadness was very strange when it appeared in him, a murderer.

"This is a demon with a story." Ning Fan had no intention of probing into the secrets of Old Demon Han, as that was asking for his own death.

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Ning Fan, sixteen years old, worked as a servant of the Ning family in Haining. He was betrayed and sold into the Demon Sect. He was separated from his younger brother. He obtained the jade lock, worshiped the Demon Lord, and entered Qimei City.

In the moonlight and the icy wind, Ning Fan recalled the past, and his hand holding the jade lock tightened. It had been three days since he was captured in Qimei City.

On the window sill, there is a book, "Qimei Notes". This book seems to have been written by a female demon in Qimei City. It is not a practice method, but just an introduction to cultivation and demon cultivation.

When Old Demon Han handed this book to Ning Fan, his eyes looked as if he wanted to eat someone.

"I put this book in your hands. Within half a year, if the book is damaged, I want you to pay with your life!"

The book contains techniques for opening meridians. To cultivate immortality, you need to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and to absorb spiritual power, you need meridians.

These meridians cannot be mortal meridians, but must be immortal meridians.

Immortal veins are divided into yin and yang. When cultivating the right way, the immortal veins developed are called yang veins. When cultivating evil ways, the immortal veins developed are called yin veins.

In the first stage of cultivation, the pulse-opening stage, no special exercises are required, and even many mortals have heard of the pulse-opening method.

But there is only one person in ten thousand who can successfully open up the pulse. But those who succeed are the darlings of heaven and are expected to enter the path of immortality!

Ning Fan closed his eyes and was immersed in his mind. He felt a heat flow in his body, flowing near his Dantian, along a strange route. That route was the Yin Vein in his body.

But vaguely, Ning Fan felt that there was an illusory Yang vein hidden beside the Yin vein. Only he could feel it, and others could not detect it at all.

This situation, in "Qimei Notes", is called the ancient demonic vein! It is said that in ancient times, there was an immortal emperor who practiced both good and evil spirits. He was revered by all the immortals as the Sun Emperor! Countless immortals and demons once worshiped him.

Under the disciples of Emperor Sun, listen to the Taoist scriptures!

The method of opening up ancient demonic veins has long been lost. It is rumored that many powerful magical powers lost in ancient times require ancient demonic veins to be used.

Open up a meridian! That’s the first level of meridian opening!

If four meridians are opened, it will be the second level of meridians. By analogy, if Han Laomo allows him to reach the fifth level of meridians in half a year, he will need to open twenty-five meridians.

The Haining Ning family is a cultivating family, but Ning Fan has only been a servant since he was a child, and has no money to cultivate immortality! Let alone develop an ancient demonic vein!

Ning Fan vaguely understood that the reason why his ancient demonic veins were developed was thanks to the jade lock.

"Zhihe, I don't know what happened to her..." Ning Fan held the jade lock in his hand and sighed. He was lucky to survive and obtained the mysterious treasure of the jade lock, which was all given to him by Zhihe.

She is a good girl.

For a long time, Ning Fan put away his distracting thoughts and looked at the jade lock, but remained silent. He was weak in physique, but had a stoic personality and a smart mind. After experiencing a catastrophe, the city gradually became darker.

He realized a problem. This jade lock can help people open up ancient demonic veins. If others knew that he had this treasure, they would definitely be killed!!

"Where should I hide this jade lock..."

Ning Fan was deep in thought when suddenly the jade lock emitted a faint red light, and a soft female voice came from it.

"Wake up, finally wake up... Sir, don't worry, why don't you hide this jade lock in your Dantian?"

The sound passed away quietly, and the jade lock suddenly turned into a ray of red light and shot into Ning Fan's dantian. For a moment, his lower body felt hot, his breath was like an ox's breath, and he was filled with desire that could not be vented.

"Who are you? What is this jade lock?"

Ning Fan's face darkened. He could feel that there was a jade lock in his dantian, but he could not take it out. And his body became more and more hot as the jade lock entered.

"Giggle, this lock is a Yin-Yang lock, a treasure of Xuanyin world. If you get this lock, if you can recognize its owner and get the inheritance, not to mention reaching the fifth level of Pulse Pulse in half a year, even if you break through the soul-melting stage in half a year, it will be a trivial matter. It's just a piece of cake.

The Ghost Bird Sect, the lower realm sect of the Bird God Son, cannot hurt you."

"Why does my body feel hot?"

"Why? Didn't sister say that the Yin-Yang Lock is going to recognize its owner~ This Yin-Yang Lock is a demonic treasure. If you put it in your Dantian, you will recognize its master. If you recognize the demonic treasure as its master, if you don't cultivate enough, you will become possessed. You

Those who are gone are the demons of lust. You only need to find a woman to have sex with to get rid of the demon. Otherwise, you will die~"

After saying this, the mysterious woman let out a few cheerful laughs, and then became silent again.

Ning Fan couldn't stop complaining, and he fell on the bed, his desire unbearable. Not to mention that he didn't want to have sex, even if he was willing, in Qimei City, a place where evil is rampant, no woman would sleep with him in the same bed.

"The treasure of the Xuanyin world, the Yin-Yang lock, the sky is the wife, the earth is the concubine, the common people are the cauldron, the Yin-Yang avenue, the combination of dual cultivation. The Yin of the sky is locked, the Yang of suppressing life, the desire to seize the sky, transform into Tao demons. But

When having sex, don’t indulge in lust. Once you pay homage to Emperor Sun, you will live forever.”

Inexplicable sounds echoed in his mind, making Ning Fan's body even more hot and unbearable.

His face was red, his skin was hot, and he was close to death.

In a daze, Ning Fan felt a cold, delicate body rushing into his arms.

And every desire seems to have found a vent.

One night, the spring night was warm under the tent.

In the early morning, Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the delicate body beside him, his face sinking like water.

Beside him, Zhi He's petite body was covered with traces of his own ravages, and there was a pool of blood on the brocade quilt, like seven plum blossoms in the snow.

Her little face was still stained with tears, and the pear blossoms were dripping with rain, which was very charming. Her lips were dry and cracked, and her chest was bruised and bruised.

The lower body was even more in a mess.

"Ning Fan, Ning Fan, what have you done? She is still a child..." Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

"Brother, don't die, Zhihe is here to save you..."

In the murmur, Zhihe was talking in his sleep, turning over unconsciously, causing scars on his body, and frowning slightly in pain.

This dream is destined not to be sweet.

Ning Fan struggled to get up, looked at the paper crane with pity, and stretched out his palm with guilt, trying to wipe away the woman's tears.

But all of a sudden, he felt a sharp pain in his head, which made him almost faint from the pain.

"Why do I have a headache again? What kind of devil is this time?" He was filled with grief and anger and asked the mysterious woman in the Yin-Yang Lock!

"Mr. Lang, don't be anxious. The Yin-Yang Lock has acknowledged its owner and will not go crazy again. This headache is a good thing... The Yin-Yang Lock is a thing of the Immortal Emperor. It contains the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor. You can get it by recognizing its owner.

Back then, my sister was ignorant and wanted to recognize the master of the Yin-Yang Lock, but due to poor preparation, she was possessed by inner demons and trapped in the lock. But you are lucky, with the help of your sister, you can gain the memory of the Immortal Emperor for free..."

"Memory of the Immortal Emperor! What is the Immortal Emperor!" Ning Fan looked shocked. In the Rain Realm where he lived, the highest level of cultivation was only the old monster Suixu, but even this kind of old monster, no one dared to call himself the Immortal Emperor.

What kind of person can be the Immortal Emperor! Isn’t the memory inheritance of the Immortal Emperor far superior to those old monsters of Suixu!
To be continued...