The difficulty of repairing the golden ancient sword far exceeded Ning Fan's expectations.

Five days passed, and Ning Fan only used the Astral Green Gold to initially repair the ancient sword, but had no time to improve the quality of the ancient sword with the Xuanhuang Crystal.

After repairing the ancient sword, its escape speed is slightly slower than that of Nili, but it is faster than most Shattered Five cultivators.

It is more difficult for the Xuanhuang Crystal to improve the quality of the ancient sword, but if it succeeds, it will not be difficult for the ancient sword to escape at a speed comparable to that of a loose immortal.

"Even if I have the Xuanhuang Crystal in hand, I can only wait until I have a lot of time in the future to start refining the ancient sword. The escape speed of Shattered Five Peaks is enough."

Ning Fan put away the ancient sword and the Xuanhuang Crystal, took out five top-grade cave treasures, and drew out the power of the cave one by one to devour them.

With a refining speed a hundred times that of the Xuanyin Realm, Ning Fan quickly absorbed the power of the five high-grade caves and integrated them into his natal cave.

Within the natal cave, there are seventy-two silver continents, eight of which have been dyed gold.

Ning Fan opened his eyes and stretched out his hand. There was a bright silver vortex swirling in the palm of his hand, with a hint of gold.

"If you want to further enhance the power of this technique, you must find a large number of high-grade cave treasures... which is not easy."

Ning Fan stood up, stood in the hazy sky, and swept his mind towards the thatched cottage behind him.

Inside the thatched cottage, Luo You is slowly absorbing the power of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to repair his soul.

Ning Fan did not disturb Luo You, waved his hand and took out Yuhuang's storage bag, and took out something from the storage bag.

It was a low-grade immortal spirit gathering array.

Ning Fan raised the formation disk, pinched it with his fingers, and the formation disk immediately hovered in the sky, setting up a huge spirit gathering formation around the thatched cottage.

This formation can speed up Luoyou's absorption of medicinal power.

There are no powerful offensive magic weapons in the Rain Emperor's storage bag, but there are too many life-saving and cultivation tools.

One blank Yumen Jade Slip, one Douyun Talisman, a Spirit Gathering Formation Disk to speed up cultivation, one hundred thousand Dao Crystals, and three Immortal Royal Talismans.

The Royal Immortal Talisman is a defensive immortal talisman. Once activated, it can block a blow from the Loose Immortal, but a single talisman can only block one blow.

If there is really a Loose Immortal chasing him, Yuhuang can use the Immortal Control Talisman to block a blow, and then use the Cloud Fighting Talisman to escape quickly.

Unfortunately, he never escaped from the clutches of San Mo.

There are also several ancient scriptures in this storage bag, which even Ning Fan dare not underestimate.

Among them, "Emperor Yu Yuan Gong" is a compulsory skill for all the Emperors of Rain. Ning Fan has already practiced it, but he doesn't attach too much importance to it.

What Ning Fan attaches great importance to is the "Driving Crane Sutra", "Dengyun Sutra", and "Feathering Sutra".

These are three ancient scriptures, which record the life-and-death experiences of three immortals.

The first immortal lived in seclusion in the mortal world for thousands of years. He called himself Plum Wife and Crane Son, and took pleasure in raising cranes. After a thousand years, he survived life and death and became an immortal riding a crane.

The second immortal lived alone in the valley for five hundred years, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the morning and the sunset at dusk. Five hundred years later, he suddenly had an epiphany and ascended the clouds to become an immortal.

The third immortal brings life and death into the body, causing the physical body to become dead and silent, and causing the soul to live and breathe endlessly. Then the physical body dies, and the soul becomes an immortal.

These three ancient scriptures contain the immortal's experience of becoming an immortal, which are rare and good things for Ning Fan.

"Able to survive life and death, ascend to immortality..."

Ning Fan put away the three ancient scriptures and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He has clearly understood the truth and falsehood, but he has not yet understood life and death.

If you want to become an immortal, it's still a long way off...

Ning Fan swayed and returned to the palace outside.

At this moment, it is just dark outside, and after dawn, the big competition will be held.

Ning Fan wanted to adjust his breathing and maintain his condition at its peak.

He was just about to return to the couch and sit cross-legged to adjust his breathing, when he saw a woman sitting on the couch, leaning against the bedpost and taking a deep sleep.

This woman is Hua Yu, a Nascent Soul female cultivator from the Bai Yu clan. She didn't sleep deeply, and Ning Fan's approach woke her up.

"Hua Yu pays homage to the ancestor!"

Hua Yu immediately stood up and knelt down in front of Ning Fan.

Today, she is still dressed in a feather coat on the outside, but she doesn't seem to be wearing much clothes on the inside, only wearing tulle...

There was a trace of helplessness, a trace of shyness, and a trace of determination in her eyes.

"Why did you come here to see me late at night?" Ning Fan waved his sleeves and helped Hua Yu up.

"I, I..." Hua Yu Beitia bit her lip, mustered up her courage, and said, "I would like to offer myself a pillow and ask for my ancestor's mercy."

"Recommend your own pillow mat?"

Ning Fan took a deep look at Hua Yu.

Although he had known this woman for a short time, he knew that she was not a frivolous person.

Occasionally, I used the whispering technique, and learned something from this woman's mind.

The ancestor of the Baiyu clan who once transformed into a god, fell in love with Hua Yu and wanted to take Hua Yu as his concubine.

But Huayu would rather stay in seclusion for hundreds of years and refused the order of his ancestor.

Even in the face of power, this woman has never done anything to recommend herself to the throne.

But tonight, this woman came to him and devoted herself to him...

Ning Fan was not narcissistic enough to think that this woman had feelings for him.

So, when this woman dedicated her life, she naturally wanted something.

As soon as the Whispering Technique was activated, Ning Fan immediately saw clearly what was on this woman's mind and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There is a reason why this woman wants to devote herself to Ning Fan.

She knew that Ning Fan was powerful, but she also thought that Ning Fan was lustful.

In the past, Bai Mu, there were countless women in the Peishang tribe, so they were expelled from the tribe.

Hua Yu was grateful to Ning Fan for saving her and the remaining clan members, but she was also worried that Ning Fan would humiliate all the women one by one.

Her idea is very simple, that is, to exchange her body for the peace of the women in her clan.

"Yes, Huayu is willing to commit himself to the ancestor and hopes that the ancestor will have mercy on him."

As he spoke, Hua Yu rustled and untied his feather coat. Under the feather coat, there was an obscene garment as thin as a gauze. Under the obscene garment, there was no more clothing, and the gracefulness within it was faintly visible...

There was a hint of self-harm in her eyes, but she covered it up well.

It's very cost-effective to mess with one of you and save the other sisters, isn't it?

Hua Yu's face turned slightly pale as he imagined that he was about to be attacked unscrupulously by Ning Fan.

Stretching out her slender fingers, she was ready to take off her obscene clothes and present her graceful body to Ning Fan without any reservation.

"Stupid. Don't worry, female cultivators from the White Feather Tribe, I won't touch any of them. Don't worry. Just rest here. As for sleeping, there's no need for you."

Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed it at the center of Hua Yu's eyebrows with a very weak finger force.

Hua Yu immediately collapsed on the couch behind him and fell into a deep sleep.

Ning Fan pulled the thin quilt over the girl's delicate body, then turned and walked out of the room.

He is a selfish person who can commit countless murders for his own selfishness.

But he didn't hate selfless people. At this moment, he suddenly thought of Yin Suqiu who had already ascended to the south.

The world of cultivation is very cruel, and only selfishness can protect oneself wisely.

Selfless people are undoubtedly stupid, but they did nothing wrong. They were just born in the wrong era.

In this era, the lives of the weak are as cheap as grass. To be honest, this is not the era that Ning Fan longs for.

Just like the women in the boat on the demon river, they cannot choose their own destiny.

Just like the women of the Baiyu clan, if Ning Fan hadn't rescued them, they would have become the cauldron of the Xuanhe clan monks.

Just like Ning Fan, if he hadn't fought hard against fate, he would have died in the miserable night of Huanhe Sect.

Ning Fan stood in the night with his hands behind his hands, slowly walked out of the palace, and approached the brightly lit Yaohe River outside the palace.

By the river, Ning Fan spent a whole night standing there.

On the Yao River, from time to time there would be a woman playing the harp and singing, with a melodious voice.

The lyrics and music were obviously cheerful. The singing voice was obviously flawless, but Ning Fan felt that the singing voice was very unpleasant.

The music is joyful, but the people are sad.

These singing and dancing women do not like their fate, but they are unable to struggle and resist.

They are alive, but their hearts are dead and their thoughts have turned to ashes.

"Life survives...heart dies...there are dual thoughts of life and death." Ning Fan said to himself.

As he muttered to himself, a voice of approval suddenly sounded from beside him, making Ning Fan's expression tremble.

"What the little friend said is absolutely true. Although the women in these songs are alive, their hearts are dead. In this song, there is a duality of life and death. I am listening to the music here. What I hear is this duality of life and death... Yuan Huang created it
To be continued...