"Oh? Qin Yuanfeng raised his eyebrows, revealing suspicion.

He didn't quite understand why his brother, who had always been steady, was so ecstatic today.

Using madness to describe Qin Ming's smile at the moment, Qin Yuanfeng felt that it was more appropriate.

"Old Mo, you know, right? Jian Dan layer, this guy, after Ning Fan went, he didn't accept Ning Fan, and Ning Fan competed with him on the spot. ”

"Guess who's won?"

Qin Ming stared at Qin Yuanfeng with smiling eyes.

"Although I really want to say that Lao Mo has won, but seeing your expression, I think, it should be Ning Fan's victory, right?"

A touch of disbelief appeared in Qin Yuanfeng's eyes, but looking at Qin Ming's appearance, he felt that what he said was right.

Qin Ming smiled, "Why don't you say that you're smart, big brother." ”

"You're right, it's indeed Ning Fan's victory. ”

"As for the other joy, it's still about Lao Mo, Lao Mo is now a second-level cultivator of the Sword Pill, and in the realm, he is exactly the same as you, the eldest brother. ”

After Qin Ming finished speaking, Qin Yuanfeng's brows furrowed.

The voice raised an octave, "What did you say?"

There was disbelief in his voice, and he thought it was impossible.

"When I first heard it, like you, eldest brother, I didn't believe it, but the monk who came back to report nodded again and again and said, That's it, I'm sure. ”

"Do you know why he broke through the second layer of the Sword Pill?"

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Could it be that it is also related to Ning Fan?" Qin Yuanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, he really didn't dare to think about it.

Qin Ming nodded, "That's right, it's also related to Ning Fan, Ning Fan is a word, so that Lao Mo can be cultivated now." ”

"Then if it's really like what you said, this Ning Fan is really a lucky star. ”

"He just came to our Qinzi camp, and he brought us so many surprises, it's really interesting, let's go, you get the wine and food in the evening, go to the banquet, let's have a drink, I also want to see, how is the atmosphere over there in Tianji Pavilion, is it strange or familiar? Is it full of contradictions, or is it warm as fire?" Qin Yuanfeng's eyes were lit by the bonfire, and a smile was brought out.

"Big brother, I really need to take a look. ”

......

At night, the sky is full of stars.

The stars from the north city are red.

The moon is also red.

At night, everything seems to be grim.

This kind of atmosphere will feel weird at first sight, but after a long time, I have become accustomed to it.

"The so-called ice can irritate your skin. ”

"So the flames stimulate your meridians. ”

"Changqing, if you want to break the shackles, you have to endure the hardships that ordinary people can't bear, you have to be careful. ”

Beside Ning Fan, there was a large black altar.

Inside the black altar, there is a pile of crushed ice.

These broken ice are a hundred years of ice.

When each piece hits a person, it can immediately raise a layer of ice on the person's body.

As Ning Fan spoke, he grabbed a piece of cold ice.

Throw it at the pond next to it.

A red carp thought it was food thrown to it by its owner.

Immediately jumped out of the water and opened his mouth, trying to eat the blue glowing ice.

However, as soon as his mouth touched the ice, his body stiffened.

With a click, its tail came out and froze.

The pool of clear water that followed the tail froze in the blink of an eye.

Everything looks weird, but it's actually terrifying.

Ge Changqing's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes showed shock.

"A hundred years of cold ice, and it really lives up to its name. ”

Ge Changqing was extremely emotional.

"But don't worry, you won't end up with it, because I will use this flame to neutralize the cold, so that you will be in the middle of the two heavens of ice and fire, and although you will not be frozen, it will still be painful. ”

Ning Fan snorted in the palm of his hand, and a burst of flame came out.

This is the samadhi true fire generated in his body when he breaks through the cultivation of the sword pill and is within the dantian.

Samadhi true fire, used to refine the pill refining vessel, is the best fire, calcining utensils, medicinal materials, can maximize purification, remove the impurities in it.

Samadhi can be used to attack people.

A stout ginkgo tree, the ginkgo leaves emit a silver glow, and under the blood-colored moonlight, there is a slight layer of blood.

Ning Fan blew a breath, and this breath was mixed with a trace of sword qi.

A ginkgo biloba leaf was cut off from a branch in an instant.

The wind blew and the ginkgo biloba leaves fell.

However, there was a sound on the ground, sonorous and powerful, like a long sword, inserted into the bluestone slab on the ground.

The ginkgo biloba leaves are erected in the bluestone slab, and it can be seen that the ginkgo biloba leaves are extremely sharp, like a knife edge, and they may kill people if they are thrown at will.

Ning Fan flicked his fingers, and a small handful of flames flew out of his palm.

Rumble.

The ginkgo biloba leaf was entangled in flames, and in less than a breath, it had already turned into dust, ashes, and a piece of silver-gray, scattered on the ground, and merged into the bluestone slab.

Samadhi is a true fire, and its power is extraordinary.

"If you can bear it, I'll start. Ning Fan looked at Ge Changqing and was quite serious.

He promised Ge Changqing that he would help him open up the meridians of his whole body, let him gain cultivation talents, and let him no longer be a subordinate.

No more waste, that's his promise.

Ge Changqing gritted his teeth and nodded, the coldness in his eyes was a little bit, revealing endless firmness.

"Big brother, I said, on the path of cultivation, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, I am not afraid, as long as it can make me no longer a waste, even if it takes half a lifetime, I am willing. ”

Ge Changqing snorted and took off a cyan sword coat, revealing his strong but slightly thin muscles.

There are scars all over the body.

Some of these scars were left by himself, and some were left by insults by others.

One by one, they are all the marks of his years.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll get started. ”

Broken ice, with a thud, flew out of the black altar.

Ge Changqing felt his body leap up and fall into the black altar.

Suddenly, a cold breath drifted into his pores, and then reached the meridian flesh and blood, and entered the dantian.

This was just the beginning, and then Ning Fan turned those flying out into a long snake-like piece of broken ice, and after a slight touch of his fingers, he completely fell into the black altar.

A layer of fine ice crystals formed on Ge Changqing's face, and a trace of white gas appeared on his forehead.

He was trembling.

Cold, very cold, cold that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Fire. ”

Ning Fan blew a breath, and the Samadhi True Fire suddenly grew, snorted, and sprayed into the black altar.

Yes.

The combination of ice and fire can be described as two heavens of ice and fire.

Ge Changqing felt that his body was half cold and half scorching.

The most uncomfortable thing is that the center of the body's eyebrows and legs turn into a straight line, dividing the body into two, and the junction in the middle, alternating between fire and cold, seems to inject thousands of insects and ants into his body, gnawing at his meridians and flesh.

However, Ge Changqing's stamina and endurance are perverted enough.

Ning Fan only heard his first shout, and then never heard it again.

He was clenching his teeth all the time, and blood was pouring from his lips.

Although Ning Fan was distressed, he didn't help him.

Because he knows that there is some pain that the person concerned must bear.

Because that's how he came in the first place.

If you can't open at the beginning, then how to spend the pain afterward?

(End of chapter)