"Chong'er has put all fellow Taoists in danger, and his crime deserves death. Fellow Taoists, if you have any punishment, please make it clear."

"Humph!" An elder snorted coldly, obviously still quite resentful towards Yu Chong'er.

But just as he started to hum, he was suddenly startled, and suddenly saw Ning Fan taking a step forward and half embracing Yu Chong'er.

"Give me a face!"

He didn't explain too much, just a brief sentence.

But all the elders present were shrewd people. Seeing Ning Fan and Yu Chong'er's intimate gestures, and listening to Ning Fan's words, they didn't know what Ning Fan meant.

Ning Fan was interceding for Yu Chong'er.

His face cannot be denied to the twelve elders of Youtian Palace!

Even if everyone doesn't know that Yu Chong'er made the mistake to save his mother, for Ning Fan's sake, they still have to forgive Yu Chong'er.

"Let this matter be written off!"

The old man in linen robes was the first to speak out, and immediately, all the elders of Youtian Palace echoed his words.

Even the elder who had snorted dissatisfied before put away all his dissatisfaction and gave a complex sigh.

It seems that Yu Chong'er is Ning Fan's woman...

This woman cannot be moved or messed with.

Yu Bai was stunned. Ning Fan helped Yu Chong'er out of trouble with one word. He was very grateful, but he never knew that Yu Chong'er and Ning Fan had such a close relationship.

Yu Chong'er's heart trembled, she was once again protected by Ning Fan.

She made a big mistake, and even if she could escape the death penalty, she would definitely be punished alive.

But all the culpability was wiped away by Ning Fan's words.

Give me a face!

What a domineering man, who dares not to give him face?

Xu Shi was confused. Yu Chong'er, who had always rejected Ning Fan, did not resist Ning Fan's embrace this time.

All the elders said nothing about Yu Chong'er's fault.

After a brief conversation with Ning Fan, everyone chatted happily and escaped from the Blood Dragon Pond together.

Yu Chong'er huddled in Ning Fan's arms, looking at Ning Fan's harmless smile, and couldn't help but be speechless.

What is black and white? She finally saw it today.

He is obviously a demonic cultivator who kills people without batting an eyelid, but he can still chat happily with a group of righteous monks, and he can also be admired by a group of righteous old demons.

This is so unreasonable.

"Huh..." She huddled in Ning Fan's arms and hummed dissatisfiedly.

Immediately, his ears felt hot and his pretty face turned blood red.

Because Ning Fan blew hot air into her ear like a mischief and whispered,

"Yu Chong'er, you owe me one more time."

"I will definitely pay you back..." Yu Chong'er felt a little lack of confidence.

She gave the blood of the Insect King to Ning Fan, and gave her the Cloak of Deception to Ning Fan. It seemed that she had nothing good to give to Ning Fan.

Is it possible that we can only commit ourselves to each other?

She felt a slight headache.

Fortunately, Ning Fan didn't ask her how she would repay him this time, which made her feel a little relieved.

But when she thought about returning to the Blood Dragon Pond, she would probably be separated from Ning Fan, which made her feel quite disappointed.

Snap!

Yu Chong'er's delicate buttocks were pinched hard by a big hand through the silver armor.

In an instant, Yu Chong'er's delicate body tensed up, her beautiful eyes were filled with shame and anger. The one who pinched her was clearly Ning Fan!

"You are shameless!"

Humph...Yu Chong'er was sulking while he was minding his own business. His butt was touched. It's strange that he could be calm.

Just because of such a lecherous and shameless person, she would feel sad about parting. She is so stupid.

When he saw Yu Chong'er's expression of disgust when they first met, Ning Fan smiled and said nothing.

That's good.

One month is just a meditation session for Old Monster Suixu.

Both Yuntian Jue and Chu Changan were meditating, but the difference was that the former was sleeping peacefully, while the latter was slightly downcast.

Lost...Chu Changan knew that his bet with Yuntian Jue was probably going to lose.

Twenty-one king beasts died, and three Void Refining Blood Demons also died... If all of this was done by Ning Fan, then the amount of dragon blood he received would probably be 50 pots.

Collecting 50 pots of dragon blood in one month is a ridiculous task even for half-step cultivation.

But Ning Fan seemed to have done it.

The palm of his hand is dragging a golden lamp. In the golden lamp, there is a bright yellow flame, which is the sixth-grade virtual fire - the Buddha fire of Youdian.

This fire is the palace fire of Youtian Palace. Even if Lord Yan came to ask for it, Chu Changan did not hand it over.

Today, will there be a change of ownership...

"No, maybe I may not lose the bet. Even though Zhou Ming killed a lot of people, he may not have killed all 500 transformed gods... Maybe he only killed the first-level king beast and not other blood monsters..."

Chu Changan comforted himself, although he also understood that this was just self-deception.

The first month has come, and streaks of escaping light burst through the water.

The fourteen rays of escaping light were all the elders of Youtian Palace. Of course, there was also Ning Fan.

Seeing that although his avatars were injured, their lives were safe, Chu Changan breathed a sigh of relief.

The death rate in Blood Dragon Pond is still very high. Even if he specially teleports all the gods of this temple to one place this time, there will inevitably be one or two casualties.

It would be best if no one dies.

As for how much dragon blood these people can obtain, secondly, having some life and death experience will be of great benefit to everyone's health.

Chu Changan only cares about how much dragon blood a person has collected.

His eyes fell on Ning Fan with hesitation and inquiry.

"My friend, how was your harvest? 50 pots of dragon blood must be difficult..."

"It's indeed difficult." Ning Fan nodded, letting go of Yu Chong'er who was dying of shame and anger, ignoring the latter's cannibalistic expression.

"Oh? Could it be that my friend hasn't collected 50 pots of dragon blood?"

Chu Changan was overjoyed when he heard Ning Fan's words. From Ning Fan's tone, he probably didn't search for enough dragon blood.

Just as his smile rose, he saw Ning Fan patting the storage bag, and pots of dragon blood immediately appeared on the ground. There were as many as a hundred pots.

"117 pots of dragon blood! You collected all these within one month?!" Chu Changan was a little unbelievable.

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

Ning Fan nodded and raised his fist in the direction of Yun Tianjue.

Yun Tianjue, who had been meditating with his eyes closed for a month, just opened his eyes at this moment, with a cold expression and a hint of approval.

"Well done. Mr. Chu, you lose."

He stood up and shouldered the giant sword again.

Yun Tianjue glanced at Chu Changan, and of course Chu Changan knew what he meant.

Chu Changan gritted his teeth, with a pained expression on his face. He took out a golden lamp, and a bright yellow flame flashed in the lamp.

With a flick of his finger, the flame flew out of the golden lamp and floated towards Yun Tianjue.

Without the Buddha's fire in the Youdian Temple, the golden lamp will be extinguished immediately.

Yuntian Jue flicked his sleeves and took the Buddha's fire into his palm, but without even looking at it, he threw it directly to Ning Fan. Along with the fire ball, there was also a gold token.

"If you pass the test, this is your reward."

"award?"

Ning Fan's eyes were stunned, and he caught the golden order and the fire ball.

That golden order is naturally the golden order of respecting the elderly promised by Yuntian Jue. With this order, Ning Fan can easily enter the Eight Hundred Cultivation Kingdom of the Rain Realm for the first time. This is his reward for passing the test, so it is not surprising.

But the Buddha Fire in the Nether Palace was not what Yuntian Jue had promised.

When Yuntian Jue bet Chu Changan's virtual fire with his love sword, Ning Fan had doubts.

Yun Tianjue's magical power only has the word "sword", so what's the use of fire? It's unreasonable to gamble on a useless fire with your beloved sword.

Only now did Ning Fan understand that probably at the beginning of the bet, Yuntian Jue had decided to win the fire and give it to Ning Fan.
To be continued...