The morning light filtered through the hazy fog, making Ning Fan feel depressed. This ghost forest was not a good place for living people to live.

He opened the door, and it was already daytime. The two women who were watching him seemed to have left to rest. During the day, he would not be restricted from traveling. But I am afraid he would not be able to freely enter and leave the tribe's residence.

"There is no clear hierarchy among the ghosts in the Qingbu, nor are they all of the same mind. It can even be said that the ghosts who join the Qingbu have various purposes..."

Ning Fan's eyes seemed to be pointed directly at people's hearts. He pushed aside the bamboo fence and walked on the forest road, scanning the ghost masters who passed by each other.

Everyone has a purpose, and there is only one word that can bring together a group of golden elixir ghosts: profit!

The elders who guard the treasury may not be able to guard against others. It can even be said that the elders in the late stage of Golden Core are being monitored by 10 mid-stage and 50 early-stage ghosts.

Everyone has their own agenda... This word is perfect for describing tribal ghosts.

Ning Fan may not be the only one who wants to take advantage of the treasury...even the entire Qing Department has ulterior motives.

The tribal treasury is located at the end of the bamboo forest. It is shrouded by an invisible formation and guarded by golden elixir masters hidden everywhere. The defense is quite tight.

He came to the treasury to inquire about the terrain of the treasury, the layout of formations, and the distribution of masters, and then make a detailed plan to steal the rosary!

Medical officers can come to the treasury every month to receive a quota of medicinal materials for making elixirs. Ning Fan wanted to use this reason to get a feel for the treasury.

When Ning Fan walked outside the treasury, he encountered a ghost who was trying to steal medicine and was discovered by the formation.

That ghost was in the early stage of Jindan cultivation. It was considered a first-rate master in the Yue Kingdom. However, with his spiritual thoughts, he did not discover that there was a defensive formation hidden outside the treasury.

As soon as the formation was activated, the ghost's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly retreated, but it was too late. Together with the formation, an irresistible force of thought spread, and the golden elixir ghost screamed and burned into ashes in just one breath.

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"Another medicine thief in the early stage of the golden elixir. Every once in a while, there will be people who want to steal the elixir from the treasury."

In the darkness, there were several sneers. It seemed that the futile man who had sent him to death before was sneering at Ning Fan.

In the opinion of these experts, Ning Fan's purpose of joining the Qingbu was probably for the elixir in this treasury. It is not difficult to guess, because many of them chose to guard the treasury for this purpose!

Ning Fan stopped and did not move forward. In front of him was the invisible formation. Faintly, there were countless auras of hidden masters coming out. The stealth was extremely skillful. If Ning Fan did not completely release his spiritual thoughts, he would definitely

It cannot be detected.

With Ning Fan's formation cultivation, he could see the number of the formation's eyes in just a moment.

The 108 formation eyes can barely be regarded as an 'infant' level formation, and what is arranged on each formation eye is not fairy jade or fairy mines, but rosary beads!

This is an infant-level formation powered by spiritual thoughts. Ghost cultivators under the Nascent Soul can be easily killed.

Ning Fan's gaze fell on the 108 Formation Eyes, a little fiery. The 108 golden elixir rosary beads were actually used to arrange the formation. It was really a waste of natural resources.

But it's no wonder. For ghosts, the most precious things are elixirs and rosary beads. You can get them by killing a companion. Apart from refining magic weapons and setting up formations, they are really of no use. After all, they can't survive, and they can't

Devour.

The ghost who had just died in vain slowly formed a golden rosary next to his exploding soul. Immediately, a female ghost with a waist as thick as a water snake appeared beside the rosary with a flash of green light. She opened her hand to take a photo.

He put away the rosary beads and looked at Ning Fan sarcastically.

"Hey, isn't this Zhou Ming, the new medical officer of the tribe? What, do you want to steal the treasury and die?"

As soon as this female ghost appeared, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly froze.

The female ghost in the late stage of Jindan, I think this ghost is the elder who guards the treasury.

"How dare Zhou Ming steal the treasury? However, as a medical officer, Zhou Ming is short of medicinal materials to refine elixirs, so he came to the treasury to collect the medicine. According to the rules of the Qing Department, medical officers can receive ten hundred-year-old elixirs every month.

To refine elixirs. At the same time, at least one second-level elixir must be handed over to the tribe every month..."

Ning Fan's expression remained unchanged and he slightly cupped his hands.

And his calmness and calmness made the female ghost in the late stage of Jindan look at him with admiration. The original trace of cynicism slowly put away and looked at Ning Fan meaningfully.

"Can you make elixirs? How many times can you make elixirs?"

"I wonder what you call the elder?" Ning Fan asked instead without answering and smiled slightly.

"Haha, those little brats in the early stage of the Golden Pill who dare to ask my name are all dead. That's all. For the sake of you being an alchemist, I'll spare you this time. Listen up, my elder's name is Qu Han."

The elder named Qu Han actually answered Ning Fan's question, which surprised the experts in the dark. After all, they had never seen Elder Qu Han be so kind to a ghost in the early stage of the Golden Core.

But it's no wonder. After all, very few ghosts can make alchemy. Many ghosts may be able to make alchemy when they are alive, but after death, they often lose most of their memories, and very few can still remember the art of alchemy.

When Ning Fan entered the tribe yesterday, his strength was average and he could not get into the eyes of the elders at all. But if he could make alchemy, his status would be much improved, and he would probably be taken more seriously than ordinary elders in the middle stage of the golden elixir.

Qu Han glanced at Ning Fan, and she was very curious as to why Ning Fan, who was only at the early stage of his cultivation of the Golden Core, could be so calm in front of her.

"It turns out to be Elder Qu Han. Junior Zhou Ming is a second-level alchemist."

Ning Fan replied calmly. He would not publicize his fourth-turn alchemy skills. That would attract the attention of countless masters in an instant, making it difficult to act secretly.

"Really? It's just the second turn." Elder Qu Han's eyes clearly showed disappointment, and his eyes were cold again.

Although there are not many second-level alchemists, they are by no means scarce. Second-level elixirs have almost no effect on golden elixir ghosts.

"Chu Chen, you take him into the medicine selection. He is only allowed to take a hundred-year-old elixir. A five-hundred-year-old elixir, a thousand-year-old elixir. If one plant is missing, you know the consequences."

Qu Han's words were cold and murderous, and he disappeared without a trace, unwilling to say a word to Ning Fan.

And suddenly, an old man dressed as a fisherman, holding a formation plate, appeared slowly and smiled at Ning Fan.

"I, Chu Chen, have met Master Zhou."

This old fisherman seemed to be in the early stages of the Golden Elixir. The tone he addressed Ning Fan was even more respectful, with a hint of flattery. But as soon as he appeared, a coldness flashed across Ning Fan's vest, and his eyes

He didn't move, but a hint of instinctive fear arose in his heart towards the old man.

Weird! No one can give Ning Fan such a sense of crisis even when faced with masters of the late Jindan period. This old man is not simple!

Ning Fan's eyes swept over the old man as if nothing had happened, and finally found a clue from the old man's aura.

The energy of the Nascent Soul... This old man is a master of the half-step Nascent Soul! A master of the half-step Nascent Soul is at least a figure at the level of the Great Elder of the Ghost Club. I wonder which ghost club this old man with an unspectacular appearance belongs to

Great Elder...

Ning Fan pondered in his heart, I am afraid that this old man had the same purpose as his own, pretending to be a cultivator and sneaking into the Qingbu. Since he was guarding the treasury here, he had an idea, so it was natural that he would find a magic medicine.

"Boy Zhou Ming, I have met Senior Chu. Senior Lao, please lead the way and take this boy to collect the elixir."

His thoughts were spinning, but his expression remained calm. He smiled at the old man and followed him into the treasury.

The old man seemed to be extremely talkative, with a vast knowledge of the world, but if anything, he was making insinuations to find out the details of Ning Fan.

Ning Fan always responded to the old man's questions in a perfunctory manner. With his experience as an Immortal Emperor, it was impossible for him to be tricked by the old man.

And even though Ning Fan didn't say much, just being able to talk to the old man made the old man frown secretly.

"I am the great elder of the Purple Division. I traveled across the Rain Realm during my lifetime, and practiced hard for thousands of years after my death. Only then did I gain such knowledge... This little guy, whose bone age looks like he is only 17 years old, is actually able to follow my words. He has a good idea. Look,

The old man wanted to find out his background, so he talked about him, but he didn't know that just taking the old man's words had exposed many problems... This man should have something to hide. I'm afraid he came to Qingbu because of this treasury idea.

Yes...it coincides with my purpose...but this little guy can't take away what I like."

The old man and Ning Fan had their own thoughts and gradually stopped talking. After Ning Fan entered the treasury, while perfunctory with the old man, he secretly observed the layout of the formations in the treasury.

The treasury is divided into four floors. The first floor has the weakest defense. As long as Ning Fan is careful and does not reveal his methods, he can steal the first floor. But unfortunately, the first floor is only a century-old elixir.

On the second floor, there are actually rosary beads and some magic weapons for ghost cultivation. On the third floor, elixirs that are more than five hundred years old are stored. On the fourth floor, elixirs that are thousands of years old are stored!

Ning Fan was secretly happy. It seemed that the golden elixir rosary was not the good thing that Qingbu valued most. The second level of defense formation had not reached the infant level. Ning Fan relied on the soul-burning magical power of the Zhanli Sword to be able to defeat it.

The sword slashed through the formation and took away all the beads.

Of course, you cannot do such a thing at this moment. Ning Fan can feel that the countless masters guarding the treasury at this moment have their spiritual thoughts locked on him. Once he makes any change, they will immediately activate the power of the formation and burn him to death.

Fly ash.

Another day, let's sneak in secretly and steal the medicine again.

"The hundred-year-old elixirs are all in the first level. Master Zhou, feel free to choose." The old man smiled slightly and continued to observe Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's eyes swept over the hundred-year-old elixir in the room without moving.

Each elixir is sealed on the wooden frame by the power of the formation, which not only protects against those who steal the medicine, but also keeps the power of the medicine intact.

Ning Fan glanced at the elixirs in a hurry, and was secretly surprised that many extinct elixirs in the Rain Realm could be found in the Demonic Forest.

For example, there are two medicinal materials that are missing in Shengling Dan, and one main ingredient is missing in Guling Dan...

The Spirit Ascending Pill is no longer useful to Ning Fan, but the Spirit Strengthening Pill... is a must-have to break through to the peak of Soul Fusion!

The outside world's spiritual elixirs, because of their scarcity, have already been sold at sky-high prices, and are often taken by the old elixirs as their own, leaving them for future generations to use.

At first, Ning Fan had no interest in the hundred-year elixir and was just pretending. But now, seeing the mountains of hundred-year elixir, Ning Fan had an idea in his mind.

He even stole the centuries-old elixir and refined a large amount of spiritual elixirs and spiritual-fixing elixirs. Not only did he take them himself, he also left them for the three black devils.

In less than ten years, Ning Fan is confident that he will train all the three Dark Lords to the spirit-melting realm!

1,400 Fusion Spirits! Even if Ning Fan does not have Nascent Soul cultivation, it is not difficult to sweep through the Jiyin Sect!

He put away his thoughts, calmly took away ten ordinary elixirs at will, said goodbye and left. He did not take away the medicinal materials of the spiritual elixir, so as not to arouse people's suspicion.

After Ning Fan left, the old man reported to Elder Qu Han the process of Ning Fan getting the medicine.

"A hundred years of Lijiang grass, a hundred years of Xiegu, a hundred years of Luxiang... These are the medicinal materials for refining the second-level elixir - Huishen Pill. There is no doubt about this person. Chu Chen, please go down. This elder reminds you one last time,

Stop taking treasury ideas."
To be continued...