The battle between Zhou Ming and the two Yuan Babies was like thunder, and it gradually spread in the Wei Kingdom.

While the rumors continued, Ning Fan quietly left Yuanjue Valley.

He didn't kill Lao Ru, even if he tried his best, he was only on par with Lao Ru, and if he wanted to kill Lao Ru, unless he tried his best to destroy his blood again, or use... Demon will strike!

No matter which one it is, it's not worth it, killing the old Confucian will anger the rain hall and cause unnecessary trouble.

It is enough to frighten the old Confucian, there is really no need to fight with the old Confucian for some trivial things.

The affairs of Wei have nothing to do with him, and ten days later, he appeared in the Taizu Barren Hill in the central region of Wei State.

This is a tranquil mountain range, the mountain is dark and dragon-shaped, the momentum is magnificent, and the terrain is dark and dark, but the lines cannot be seen clearly.

Standing in the depths of the mountain range, Ning Fan groaned slightly, the formation of this place has melted the heavens and the earth, and there is no trace, grade, mortal void.

There is a formation here, which was laid out by Wei Taizu before his death, and under the large array, the leylines are connected, and it is the place where it sits.

After probing the information in advance, Ning Fan didn't spend much effort to find the entrance to the leyline.

On a dragon-shaped hill, there is a dangerous rift that leads directly to the earth's veins. At the entrance, there are sporadic Wei monks, who come here to hunt for treasures and experience.

These monks couldn't go deep into the leylines, but the elixirs and spiritual ores occasionally found on the periphery were enough to excite them. The elixir and spiritual ore produced here all contain the light of the Buddha and are of good quality.

Outside the entrance of the leyline, a monk is gathering his companions to enter the leyline together to find opportunities.

Most of the people who will temporarily gather their companions are casual cultivators, and the monks of the sect often go together without forming a team.

Ning Fan looked at the entrance of the leyline, and he was not interested in forming a team.

It has been a long delay in the Wei Kingdom, and this time to take away the relics of Taizu, the sooner the better.

He closed his eyes, felt the general trend of the mountains, and his mind sank into the ground.

Deep underground, there are countless karst caves, canyons, staggered forests, seeping mist, the slightest carelessness, will be lost, the monks who have died in the leylines over the years, then turned into ghosts, plus the native monsters, the leylines have a lot of dangers.

And that's just the first layer... From the first level to the depths, there is a passage to the second layer, and on the second level, the roads are more staggered and narrow, with only a few melted spirits searching for treasure in the cave.

On the third layer, there are several golden pills staying here, which seems to be not as simple as treasure hunting, but once again borrowing the coercion of Taizu to practice alchemy. When Ning Fan's divine thoughts swept over, all the old monsters of Jindan were cold in their vests, and they were secretly shocked, but they didn't know why, so they only said strangely.

The fourth layer, no one, with Ning Fan's divine thoughts, is only enough to submerge into a very small area of the fourth layer, and cannot submerge into the depths.

The fifth layer is even more mysterious...

Wei Taizu, the pinnacle of the gods, crisscrossed the rain world during his lifetime, established the Wei Kingdom, and after his death, he was buried here... This kind of monk should have a not weak lineage.

Compared with other Xiuzhen countries, it is really rare for Wei to be able to retain the ancestral tomb.

His mind moved, and he immediately took a step towards the entrance of the leyline.

But outside the entrance of the cave, a girl in a yellow shirt, after suddenly hesitating slightly, blocked her way, biting her lip with her teeth, her little face was nervous, and she didn't dare to look at Ning Fan's eyes.

"That's... That—" The girl's voice was weak, and a little stammering.

She was afraid of life, but Ning Fan's appearance was quite handsome, which made this untrained girl a little shy.

"What's the matter?" Ning Fan said indifferently.

"That's... Do you want to go with us and go into the first layer of the leyline to hunt for treasure..."The girl's tone was cautious, her face was delicate, her skin was fair, she was cultivating in the fourth layer of the vein, and in her pure eyes, she was still a little immature, obviously she had just entered the cultivation realm.

This immaturity is pitiful, and its appearance is enough for many sons to take care of it carefully, but for Ning Fan, this woman is not ordinary, and he will not spend time entanglement with this woman.

"I'm sorry, I like to walk alone..."

"But, but, the first layer of the leyline is very dangerous!" the girl said eagerly, but Ning Fan, as if she hadn't heard it, walked farther and farther, and her figure disappeared into the leyline.

was rejected by Ning Fan, the girl bit her lip, slightly annoyed, and behind her, there was a sound of urging,

"Wen Qing, have you found someone? If we can't get together 10 people, this treasure hunt will be over!"

"Brother Zhang, wait a minute, I'll look for it again, there must be someone willing to walk with us..."

Without 10 people accompanying him, the monk entered a dangerous place, which was unpredictable.

But if you don't go to this place to hunt for treasures, the girl will probably regret it for the rest of her life.

She is a casual cultivator, dependent on each other, and has only one sister.

My sister has fire poison in her body, and if she wants to detoxify, she must be the crystallization of some kind of ghost beast in the first layer of the Taizu Barren Hill vein, before it can be treated.

She is timid and afraid of death, but in order to save her sister, even if she enters this dangerous place, she has to fight...

This qiē is her fate, and it has nothing to do with Ning Fan.

...

In the leyline, Ning Fan stepped on the ice light, galloping on the one hand, and at the same time casually attracting the sword qi to kill some ghosts in the way.

These ghosts, as soon as the soul body is scattered, occasionally condenses some crystals, these crystals are cold and cold, if you take them, they can improve a trace of the power of divine thoughts, which is very small. A hundred crystals are not as good as prayer beads, but if they are used in medicine, they also have some uses.

The first layer, the ten-year elixir, he couldn't see it at all, and directly entered the second layer.

In the second layer, there were occasionally a few Soul Melting Cultivators, and these Soul Melting Spirits often saw Ning Fan's ice light retreating, and their faces immediately changed, and they hurriedly avoided them.

Ning Fan has no interest in these melting spirits, and Ning Fan is even less interested in this hundred-year-old elixir, demon beasts and ghosts, after a stick of incense, he retreated, stopped at the end of the second layer, and looked at the burst of light in front of him, and the essence flashed!

The array of light in front of him is worthy of being a mortal array, it is really mysterious, and a trace of the power of the diaphragm seems to be able to identify the breath of Ling Xin, the head of the Wei State.

If there is no letter, only the Jindan monks can enter. If there is a letter, the power of the light will be reduced by half.

Ning Fan looked at the order of the master, and he found that this order was actually cast from a rare mineral jade, and that mineral jade, only within the fourth layer, did he see some, which seemed to be a kind of cherished spiritual ore produced by the Wei State...

He reached out, his palm pressed against the light curtain, unable to reach in. Half-step Jindan, still not yet knotted, entering the third layer, is not enough... But with the letter of order, the light was immediately reduced by half, and he was able to pass.

After receiving the letter, he was again unable to pass, but closed his eyes and remained silent. As soon as the demonic power in his body turned, his momentum rose, and when the mana and the demonic power merged, his mana was no longer weaker than the early stage of Jindan... This is the benefit of cultivating demonic power! One step in, he enters the array of light, and there is no hindrance!

On the third layer, there were several Jindan monks, who were meditating in the leylines, sitting for decades, not asking about the world, and naturally they didn't know Ning Fan, a figure who disturbed the Wei State.

Sensing that someone entered, one by one Jindan old monsters, immediately raised their eyebrows, but they noticed this person's breath, but after the early stage of Jindan, they immediately lost interest.

"Just an early stage cultivator, don't you think it's too dangerous to come to the third layer to cultivate!"

If these Jin Dan knew that they were ridiculing the ancestor of Zhou Ming who swept through the Wei Kingdom, how frightened should they be?

Ning Fan had little interest in these Jindan monks. He galloped away, and the Jindan demon ghost in this place already had spiritual intelligence, and he sensed that Ning Fan was coming, and immediately avoided it.

The intuition of these demons and ghosts was more acute than that of the monks, and they faintly felt that Ning Fan was terrifying.

Along the way, there were occasional centuries-old elixirs, which were all collected after being slightly selected by Ning Fan.

Half an hour later, he stopped at the junction of the third and fourth floors, and his gaze was solemn for the first time after entering this place.

On the fourth layer, the light glows with a pale golden brilliance, and there is a faint flow of Sanskrit words on it.

With Ning Fan's cultivation, coupled with the order of the head of Yuanjue Valley, he could not enter the fourth layer.

He hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes, and opened them again, with layers of ink-colored sword thoughts around him, his eyes were indifferent, and his black hair danced wildly!

"Shattered!"

His sword thought was vertical and horizontal, and after a loud roar, the light shattered and healed, and he stepped onto the fourth layer!

At this moment, the faces of several Jin Dan who had ridiculed Ning Fan before changed drastically!

That roar is undoubtedly a sign of entering the fourth layer... On the fourth layer, this person is a Yuanying Monk!

...

On the fourth layer, there is a thousand-year-old elixir, cherishing the spirit mine, and there are no monsters and ghosts.

But Ning Fan is still careful step by step, and responds to unknown situations at any time.

A few vague and domineering breaths secretly probed towards Ning Fan, with murderous intentions. These breaths, there are the middle of the Yuan Infant, there are the late stages, and even the Yuan Infant, all of which are monsters and ghosts here.

On the way, there will occasionally be a Rain Realm Yuan Infant who died here, the bones are cold, and the storage bag is collected by Ning Fan.

When these primordial infant ghosts swept in, Ning Fan immediately patted the storage bag and took out the blood-colored jade slip.

Among them, there was a blow from the gods, and the bloody and tyrannical killing machine spread from it, so that one by one the obscure divine thoughts were immediately withdrawn, and after hesitating, they dispelled the killing intent towards Ning Fan.

"This human race, it's not easy to mess with...", a gloomy voice, hoarse.

The fourth layer of many forks in the road, there are also many dangerous places, there are 10,000-year elixirs, but there are strong monsters to guard, Ning Fan after thinking about it, he had to dispel the heart of taking medicine, with his cultivation, borrowing a blow from the demon general, so that the monster is afraid of okay, want to kill all the monsters with this, some fools are dreaming.

He walked as close as he could, heading straight for the end of the fourth floor, and was on full alert... Once a monster doesn't know what to do, he immediately inspires the god to strike!

Occasionally, there is also a 10,000-year-old elixir, guarding the monster but in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, after Ning Fan groaned, he relied on the silver bone and flesh, and summoned the black corpse to rob the elixir. Two masters comparable to Yuan Ying made some of the monsters in the early stage of Yuan Ying jealous and helpless, and gave up the guardian elixir... In this way, Ning Fan obtained several medicinal materials for refining the Five Turns Pill.

Walking to the junction of the fourth and fifth floors, it has been a few hours, and the array of light in front of him is already pure gold, and the Sanskrit sound is endless, with the power of destroying evil, without any demons and ghosts in the infancy, dare to approach this burst of light. It was Ning Fan, who felt a trace of depression from the light from the array because of his cultivation of demon skills.

A strong array of light, the level of mortal void, among them, there is a peak monk who transforms into a god, and the divine will of a lifetime!

That divine will is Zen Buddhism, the name is Zen, but it is not compassionate, but with a purple killing machine, it integrates Wei Taizu's life killing!

When Ning Fan approached, the burst of light immediately became like a drop of water into boiling oil, stirring up a thousand waves, layer by layer of purple light, turning into a purple-gold 10,000-character mantra, from the burst of light!

The mantra swirls in the air, and with each rotation, it causes the void to shatter...

The Void Great Array, coupled with the killing intent of the peak cultivator of the Transformation God, is an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of refining the void, and he can't compete with this array!

The god transformation monk jade slip in his hand is also inferior to the array light, and it is difficult to break the big array with a single blow of the god transformation!

When the 10,000-character mantra came to him, Ning Fan immediately felt a creepy feeling.

He gritted his teeth and sighed secretly, he was afraid that he would not be able to enter this ruin on his own.

It is no wonder that if this ruin was easy to enter, it would have been squeezed through the threshold by the Avatar Monk. And most of the cultivators in the middle stage of refining void don't bother to take pains to break through the formation, and only obtain the inheritance of the god-transforming monks...

Before the fourth layer, it must have been broken through by the rain realm monks, but the fifth layer, I'm afraid no one has ever entered...

"Although the treasure is good, if it costs one's life for it, it is not worth it!"

He seemed to realize that the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth around him was triggered, and he wanted to use teleportation to avoid the bursts of light.

But at this moment, something strange happened, and in its storage bag, the Dongming bell, which was still silent, rang out a faint bell.

And the 10,000-character mantra suddenly seemed to have encountered a lifelong enemy, trembled slightly, and immediately all of them were shattered in the bell.

And the shower, as if afraid, separates a gap that allows people to pass through guò.

Eccentric, extremely eccentric... Dongming Zhong is just a superb magic weapon, but it can shatter the Void Array Light that is tricky for refining void cultivators...

But at this moment, since it was not the time of doubt, before the light of the array healed, Ning Fan immediately jumped out and escaped into the light.

Bursts of light, healing!

Wei Taizu has been silent for countless thousands of years of storage, and for the first time, there is a new master!

...

The fifth layer is not big, and there are no demons or ghosts, just dozens of stone chambers carved by magic weapons, which are connected. There are bedrooms, there are Dan rooms, there are also cultivation rooms, countless thousands of years, there has been an ancestor at the peak of the gods, cultivating here, here... Sit-down!

There was a thick layer of ash on the ground, and it was hard to imagine how long it had been empty.

The magic weapons on the shelves are at least the best, but because of their age, their spirituality has been lost, which makes Ning Fan secretly regretful.

As for the Dan Room, there were a lot of four-turn pills marked on the shelves, but the jade bottles had turned yellow, and the pills had also become piles of black powder.

This kind of thing happens from time to time in ancient ruins, and Ning Fan is not surprised at all, nor is it a pity.

The magic weapons and pills that will be placed outside are just ordinary grades. Really good things, if Wei Taizu wants to pass them on to future generations, he must be a good collection.

What Ning Fan cares about is the murals and wall carvings in each stone room.

The stone wall here is an excellent material for refining the sword stone of the cultivator, which is hard and terrifying, but the inscription on it seems that someone has carved it with his fingers, and there are a few fingerprints on each word.

The person who engraved the words is undoubtedly Wei Taizu, this person is in the realm of refining the body, and the end is terrifying...

These murals depict the Buddha and the golden world of lotus flowers in full bloom.

Those words are all Sanskrit, fortunately, the ancient memory, although I don't understand the demon language, but I can't understand Sanskrit.

Ning Fan found that what was recorded in these Sanskrit texts was actually Wei Taizu's self-description.

Among them, it not only includes a master's lifetime killing experience, but also several exercises of this person.

Chemical-level body refining exercises, "Prajna Jue".

Turning into a pole on the body technique, attacking, "Little Chiba Hand".

Extreme body technique, attack, "King Ming's Golden Body".

In addition, what surprised Ning Fan slightly was that this Wei Taizu was still a spirit master, and his spirit master level was at the level of the transformation level, which was enough to forge the earth Xuan level spirit suit, and it was a spirit treasure above the magic weapon, possessed by the spirit!

The spirituality sect inherited by Wei Taizu is called "Kaiguang Technique", which is a unique spiritual attachment technique for Buddhist disciples.

There are also monks in the mortal world who open up their light to make profits, but that is just fraud.

The real consecration technique is broad and profound, obscure and ancient, and with Ning Fan's mind, he only understands the skin.

He couldn't learn this technique, but he didn't waste it, but used jade slips to be carefully branded. After thinking about it, even those murals were imprinted.

Outside the last stone chamber, he stopped.

This stone room gave Ning Fan an extremely heavy feeling, in which there was a powerful divine will, condensed but not dispersed, but unwilling.

Through the stone gate, Ning Fan found that in the stone gate, there was a place to sit, and on an empty futon, a torn Taoist robe was scattered.

Next to the robe, a black storage bag fell.

In addition, inside the stone chamber, there is also a pool of blood that looks like magma churning.

Seeing this blood pool, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly froze.

Because what is contained in this blood pool is an extremely rare treasure of refining the body... Burn Blood!

A drop of burning blood is worth a thousand pieces of immortal jade.

This pool of burning blood is priceless!

Burning blood is a necessary thing for "Giant Bone Jue" to break through the third layer.

Burning blood is also a must-have for many body refining exercises and breaking through high-level exercises.

No wonder that Wei Taizu was so strong, it turned out that before his death, he had a coincidence and obtained a pool of burning blood!

If any cultivator knew that Wei Taizu had only turned into a god, but he had the fate to obtain a pool of burning blood, how tempting he would be!

But there is no if... They have no fate with this place, but Ning Fan has a fate!

(I'm tired of persevering)