MTL - Grasping Evil-Chapter 1226 Founding spirit

The so-called Yuezu Soul Spring is actually not a spring, but a pool of moonlight.

When I jumped into the spring, I couldn’t feel a sense of realism. Only the moonlight flowed like water, and the clothes were not wet. There was a subtle chaotic gas mixed in the moonlight.

In the deepest reach, there is an infinite moonlight sinking at the bottom of the fountain, which is the source of all moonlight in the fantasy world.

Ning Fan continued to sink, he idling all the way, the speed of dive is not the same, and the distance of hundreds of stars has been dive, but still feels that the bottom of the spring is out of reach.

Obviously, inside this soul spring, it is a world that is self-contained, and it is still vast and boundless. With the opening of Ningfan Yushu, it is impossible to see a border of this world.

After about half an hour, Ning Fan stopped the dive. At this moment, the position was deep enough, and the chaos around him was somewhat faint beyond his ability to withstand.

Continue to dive, obviously not a wise choice.

"You can do it here... Next, I only need to absorb enough chaos, and I can initially build a five-line mixed body."

Ning Fan knees in the moonlight water flow, running the five elements of the mixed body, the time, the inexhaustible chaos of the gas sent out the glory, flowing into his body. If two monks have seen this scene, they will be amazed at the rudeness of Ning Fan.

To know that these two emperors are emperors, they need to be cautious when absorbing the chaotic gas, and the leisurely generations dare to absorb them like Ning Fan.

"According to this speed, at most one hour, I will be able to advance the big five elements and get the body of the five elements. This is just the beginning. It really makes the body mature and even complete, and it takes countless hard work..."

Ning Fan closed his mind and kept his mind, and his heart was completely immersed in cultivation, forgetting everything outside his body.

As the cultivation progressed, Ning Fan's body began to undergo various changes: sometimes a three-footed magnetic ray protects the body; sometimes there is a blue-green man, which is made into a blue bird, hovering over the head; sometimes it is cold and translucent, and it seems to be turned into a A piece of ice; sometimes the fire is added, it seems to be turned into a flame.

Before and after, there were more than 400 different changes in Ning Fan's body. Each change represents a choice of physical fitness.

It’s not what Ning Fan wants to choose. There are only five kinds of physiques in the body of more than 400 kinds of mixed bodies. It is consistent with him. Other kinds are not unselectable, but they are not the most suitable things. Therefore, it is difficult. Improve your physique to a perfect state.

"These five advanced directions, which one to choose..."

Ning Fan carefully perceives the difference in the five alternative qualities.

The first physique, in line with his ancient demon identity, when launched, there are five-color demon cloud protector, the defense is quite powerful, and cloud technology is something he is interested in recently.

The second type of physique seems to be a kind of attacking physical fitness. When it is launched, there is a lingering entanglement of the mixed body, and the lethality is very amazing, which can make the quasi-sacred side.

The third type of physique pursues the ultimate speed, which can make the monk's body fly into the heavens and the earth, and the idling speed is more than doubled.

The fourth physique is an extremely rare jewellery. Once it is built, the power can be greatly improved when using the magic weapon.

Ning Fan is most interested in the fifth constitution.

This is actually a kind of physique related to the gods. When it was launched, Ning Fan clearly felt the anxiety and tension of the gods in the body.

This kind of uneasiness does not mean that the two cannot be symbiotic, at least the aspect is qualified, so that the fifth physique has the possibility of cultivation.

It’s just that the body of the gods is dying, and it will be scared by an unknown hybrid. This situation is still the first time Ning Fan has seen it.

In addition to the waste of the gods, Ning Fan also has many other physiques, such as the Big Five Body, the corpse physique, the bones of the six desires... There is never a constitution, which can make the spirit of the body feel threatened.

Because the level is different.

In other words, this fifth physique is actually a powerful physique of the shoulders of the gods!

Only a few breaths, Ning Fan made a choice among the five advanced directions.

As the progress progressed, Ning Fan’s body began to appear in the five groups of air and circling, four dark and one bright.

The four groups of dim and clear air, without any power, only an empty shelf, it seems that there is still something to be filled in order to have power.

The only bright, clear air, filled with the power of ancient gods, is so brilliant!

After an hour, the five groups of gas are completely solidified, which means that Ning Fan's mixed body is completely advanced.

Ning Fan Chang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes and looked at the five groups of air floating in the whole body, revealing inexplicable meaning.

"The jade simplification that the ancestors gave me did not record this kind of mixed physique. Is it the two ceremonies of the past, no one has ever cultivated this physique? The five groups are clear, four dark and one bright, the ancient gods are powerful, actually only With a group of clean air... the other four groups of gas, do not need to fill the same level of power ..."

In Ning Fan’s mind, suddenly there is a saying in the false path: the five spirits of heaven and earth, the gods and demon ghosts.

In front of his eyes, it seems that there is a six-game chess game that won't win. On the chessboard, the gods and demon ghosts of both sides are leading the battle...

"I seem to have repaired one of the most useless but the most terrible mixed body... It is useless because it is the five groups of gas that are derived from this constitution. At present, only one group is lit. Only two groups are lit up. Clear air, can initially trigger the hiding ability of this physique... I am the spiritual body that I have cultivated under the coincidence of all kinds of opportunities. Let me repair another four spirits to light up the second group of spirits. It is difficult to climb the sky. ...but if there is a day of perfection, maybe I will become a terrible existence than the ancient gods..."

Ning Fan smiled and did not show much expectation.

He didn't even know the name of the mixed body he had built.

Then ask a question.

Communicate with everything, launch!

Like Ningfan's neuropathy, he reached out to the palm of his hand and spoke to his palm. "Mixed body, tell me, your name."

[Founding Yuan Spirit, Founding Yuan Spirit, Founding Yuan Spirit...]

"Founding Yuan Ling? I haven't heard of it... but it sounds really powerful. It's a pity that it's too difficult to repair to a perfect state. It's a fantasy of the five spirits..."

Ning Fan is chatting with his own palm, and suddenly his eyes are moving and he receives his voice.

At this moment, the surrounding moonlight flow suddenly screamed with a strange laugh!

"Hey, teacher, look, there is a fool there, chatting with his own hands."

"Is this idiot washed out by the chaos of the air? Has it been unconscious?"

"It seems that we don't need us to expel, he will be killed by the chaos."

"Forget it, let's expel it. After all, here is my family's heavy land. I can't make it small."

Ning Fan frowned, he had already felt that there was a certain kind of special life in this place as early as the beginning of the spring, but he did not put this matter in his heart.

His principle is that people don't commit me, I don't commit crimes. If the other party does not do it, he will not pay attention to it.

But if the other side attacks him, he will not be merciless.

"斩斩月!"

A few ghosts flashed through the current, and then there were several swords of the level of Xianzun, which came to Ningfan, all of which were half-moon swords.

Those immortal swords are not worth mentioning. What is strange is that those swordsmen can actually absorb the constant chaos of this place and strengthen their bodies.

There is a chaotic gas blessing, and the area of ​​Xianzun Jianmang seems to have the power of Xiandi Jianmang! Counting the emperor swordsman and mans together, it is that Ning Fan does not dare to be too light enemy, summoned a few swords against the sword of the sea, and smashed those swords.

"This is so strong! We can't beat, teacher, you are going to shoot!" Several voices anxiously.

"Good! Let's wait, let the old man come to marry this thief! Daqinglian moonlight!"

Nourish!

Ning Fan only heard the sound of the surrounding water suddenly heard the sound of thunder and thunder, like a thousand birds screaming, and then the thunder converge to a place, condensed into a huge blue sword mans, like the blue moon, whistling !

This is a fairy sword mans!

However, after absorbing the power of the chaotic gas around it, it was forced to upgrade to the power of the first-order quasi-holy!

"These underwater creatures are not strong in themselves, but their swordsmanship is too terrible..."

Ning Fan's brow wrinkled deeper, not because the other side of the quasi-sacred sword is too strong, but because... this sword mans, seems to have a breath, make him familiar...

The breath of the sword ancestors... the breath of Ji Qingling...

Why do these swords used by underwater creatures carry the breath of that woman, is it related to that woman...

boom!

Ning Fan raised his hand and blocked the sword, and the coldness in his eyes faded a lot.

He doesn't like these underwater creatures who attack him, but if the other person is related to that woman, he can't open the net.

"What! This little thief is so powerful! Even the old man's Daqinglian swordsmanship can't help him! Can you only ask the patriarch to kill this person!" The old man who dressed up in Confucianism is in the water. Condensed, look shocked.

Behind the Confucian and the old, there are several other Confucian children who appear slowly. From the point of view, it seems to be his disciple.

Confucian scholars are also good, and his disciples are not living, but the illusory sword spirit.

They are not people, they are the sword spirit guarded by generations!

"It turned out to be the sword spirit... would it be her sword spirit?" Ning Fan felt a pain in his heart. In the silent place, he suddenly remembered the scene where the sword ancestor dissipated from his eyes.

I think more about it... In the Shennong Baicao Garden, the soul grass that is not long and long...

He was interested in this month's ancestral spirit, and now he became aware of it.

He wants to see what the spring of the moon is still.

That woman, have you ever been here, and have left some traces here...

"Stop it, I am not malicious to you. The evidence is that if I really want to kill you, I only need one illusion, it will work, and I don't have to compete with you."

Ning Fan sighed, and the right eye reincarnation appeared, bringing the Confucian and his disciples all the way into the illusion world of Taikoo Rainy Night.

This Confucian master is only cultivated by the Emperor, and the disciples are just some of the sages. The reason why the swordsmanship is powerful is only the swordsman itself, not their own.

With Ning Fan Xiu, kill some Xiandi, Xianzun sword spirit, just one eye, you can kill the illusion.

The Confucian and the old man is amazed. He is not an ordinary sword spirit, and he is not afraid of illusion. He is still pulled into this place by Ning Fan’s illusion. It is amazement that Ning Fan’s illusion is amazing.

Cold sweat can't help but flow down.

But he did not ask for mercy from Ning Fan, but he was proud of his arrogance and glared at Ning Fan. "The old man knows that your illusion is powerful, and the murder is open. I will die in this illusion! You have to kill and kill. Someone will avenge the old man!"

"..." Ning Fan was speechless.

He clearly said that there is no such thing as a bad spirit to these sword spirits. The other party is not stunned, can't understand?

Ning Fan shook his head and removed the illusion.

The old man of Confucianism and sorrow, some can't figure out what Ning Fan wants to do. "What is your intention? Why don't you kill me? Is it really not here to hunt the Qinglian sword spirit? Hey, your breath, I Seems like I have seen it..."

The old man of Confucianism also wants to ask more, and suddenly there is a huge breath coming straight from the bottom of the spring!

That is a quasi-holy!

It is not a very powerful quasi-holy, it seems to be the kind of quasi-holy forcing the forcible, so the mana card can not survive for a lifetime.

If you are in the outside world, this is not worthy of being jealous.

But here is the land of chaos. Most of the other people also know the swordsmanship that absorbs chaos. So, this person is only the weak one in the first order of quasi-holy, but it is very likely to find the second-order power. Faced with this person, Ning Fan had to play a 12-point spirit, and if he did not agree, he would have to fight hard.

"It is the patriarch! The patriarch has left the Qinglian, and has saved me!" The Confucian old man was deeply moved. To know that their patriarchs have to pay a huge price every time they leave Qinglian.

"Save you? Hehehe, you are not in danger. Why should the old man rescue you many times? The old man is here to welcome a distinguished guest."

The blue light flashed and turned into a thin old man with seven swords behind him.

This person is not really high, but he seems to have reached a very high level. Once it breaks out, there are few first-order quasi-sacred to match him.

“Guest? Where is your guest? There is only one intruder here...” The Confucian old man is puzzled.

The seven swords old man did not talk nonsense with him.

The seven swords old man only looked at Ning Fan and looked at it very carefully. He seemed to strip Ning Fan from every breath and carefully discern it.

For a long time, the seven swords old man seems to confirm what, finally smiled, and gave a gift to Ning Fan, "How do you call the Taoist?"

"Ning Fan." Ning Fan faint.

"The poor road nine swordsman, want to ask the Taoist government to go to the Syrian, do not know friends come?" Seven swordsman laughed.

“Where is the government?”

"The bottom of the soul spring!"

"Oh, that place is so deep, Ning Mou can sneak into without confidence. A little bit worse, I am afraid that it will be obscured by chaos, and it will never be recovered." Ning Fan laughed.

"Where is the friend of the Tao, it is a matter of heart, you see me waiting for a trace of the sword ancestors, clearly have been moving, want to sneak into the bottom of the spring, view the view of the sword ancestor passed. As for the chaos of the bottom of the spring? Oh, where The chaotic gas is indeed thicker than the second-order quasi-sacred, and it seems that the Taoist friends are not ordinary people. If you really want to go to the bottom of the spring, you may not have the means to sneak in. Even if the Taoist friends really can’t do this, I Waiting for the Qinglian swordsman also has the secret method to help the Taoist friends to achieve this." The seven swords old man has a deep sense.

"The words have come to this point, if Ningmou refuses again, it seems hypocritical."

"Oh, hypocrisy can't talk, you and I have never met, and some caution is also reasonable. But Daoyou can rest assured that the poor road invites you to pass through the government, there is no malice, but there is something to do, Yu Dao Friends are also a chance. Before the Taoist friends, there were four Beitian Zhunsheng visiting our family, and there were another six Quasi-Saints who were malicious to my family, so they were expelled by my family. The eleventh place in this place is Beitian Zhunsheng...Please come here!"

"And slow, before going to the bottom of the spring, Ning had a question to ask."

"What is the problem, the Taoist friend asks nothing." The seven swordsman glimpsed and regained his smile.

"Dao Youdao No. Jiujian, why did he only carry seven swords behind him..." Ning Fan has a deep meaning.

"This matter is a long story. In the past, in order to deal with the invasion of the quasi-holy, the loss of the two swords, now only seven swords, it is always difficult to complete..." Seven swordsman snarls.

"It turns out that." Ning Fan nodded and seemed to recognize the saying of the seven swordsman.

However, deep inside, but gave birth to a few points of war for the seven swords.

This person did not tell the truth to him...

How can Ning Fan see his eyesight, only one glance can see that the nine swordsmanships repaired by the nine Kendo people are actually seven real and two virtual ones. From the beginning, there are only seven physical swords, and the other two are the magical swords that are not manifested.

The Nine Swords and the Seven Swords are related to the secrets of this person. They are not willing to tell the fact that they are normal, but they have deliberately fabricated a lie.

This person is treating him with hypocrisy, neither sincere, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no other calculations...

"Whether it is the enemy or the friend, take a look at the bottom of the spring, seeing it... Qingling, she really came here..."

...

In the ordinary state of Ningfan, it is extremely difficult to sneak into the bottom of the spring with chaos.

Of course, if he opens up the ancient body and supplements it with other means, he may not be able to do it.

However, Ning Fan did not show his means in the face of the nine martial arts people, but accepted the help of the Jiu Kendao.

The two men dive all the way, chatting all the way, Ning Fan learned that the original spring of the soul of the soul of the soul, the life of the Qinglian sword family.

This tribe is not rich, only a thousand people are not, everyone is a sword spirit.

For some reason, this family of sword spirit can not leave the soul of the moon, once they get rid of the chaotic gas will die; the same, in the chaos, their sword power is often far beyond their own realm, very powerful, once made those The plan to seek the place of the North Tianzhun Sheng Yu return.

They are living creatures living in chaos. The chaotic gas is for them, they want water to fish, air to mortal, no harm.

Ning Fan, such an outsider will not be able to enter the chaotic land, must be careful. In order to help Ning Fan sneak into the bottom of the spring, the Jiujian Dao had to transport a large amount of Sword Spirit to protect Ning Fan's body.

I don't know how long it took to dive. In the moonlight, the sound of the ethereal voice suddenly sounded.

The song didn't know where it came from, it seemed to be in harmony with the moonlight.

The song is full of infinite thoughts, is the voice of a woman.

The voice sounded so familiar, clearly ... the voice of the sword ancestors.

The only thing that disappoints Ning Fan is that the song is not the language that is used in the realm of comprehension, but a local language. Therefore, he does not understand it. He can only hear it vaguely. This is a very sad song.

"The snow of the seven plums is flying,

I am waiting for people to wander,

The song under that month is for whom to sing;

Woke up in the night,

Tears are red with candlelight,

Butterfly, fly fast, go to the distance."

Can't understand...

Those dialects slang, Ning Fan does not understand a sentence, but still have inexplicable emotions in my heart, lingering.

Through this song, he seems to have seen the mountains, saw the water, saw a woman sitting in the foothills, fingers stroking the cold sword, alone watching the decade, waiting for someone to come...

"Do you know the Taoist language of the ancient celestial beings? You can tell the poor road about what the song says. The poor road has heard this song for countless years, but never knows what it is." Jiujiandao people accidentally said .

"Daoyou misunderstood, I don't know anything about this language. It turned out to be the Yueshi language of the ancient fairyland. I was the first to hear that this language exists..." Ning Fan seems to be immersed in the song, for a while .

"Why is that friend sad?" Jiujiandao still has some unbelief.

Ning Fan only shook his head and refused to answer. Suddenly he heard the songs disappeared and suddenly disappeared.

"This song exists here, there are infinite years, and every day when the tide starts to rise, it will appear. If the Taoist wants to listen again, just wait until the next rising day..." Jiujiandao explained.

"It turned out to be."

Ning Fan nodded and received all the emotions.

He is more and more sure that this place is related to the sword ancestors, otherwise how can the songs of the sword ancestors pass through to the present day.

Dive, dive, and dive again.

I don't know how long it took to dive. I suddenly had a huge shadow and appeared below.

It was an abandoned self-cultivating star with a rough surface, and it sank at the bottom of the spring!

No, it is not accurate to say that it is a true star.

It is not the planet, but the moon that has lost all its rays!

That is the real month, the month of death, sinking here, I don’t know how many years!

"It turned out to be a month! There is a month in the fantasy world!" Ning Fan was surprised.

Sun and Moon, this kind of thing, Ning Fan is still the first time to see the entity, can not be surprised!

Although it is only a moon that has been dead for many years, it still brings a full impact to Ning Fan.

The Qinglian swordsman was built on this abandoned moon.

I saw the surface of the moon, there are countless dead wood towering, those dead wood seems to be the roots left after the giant lotus withered; the Qinglian swordsman used the dead wood as the Dongfu, everyone absorbed this month, lotus, chaos gas practice, at first sight When outsiders come, they are all shocked. Once again, Ning Fan is accompanied by the patriarch, and they are relieved one by one.

One by one whispered.

"Are there any more guests coming, this is the fifth quasi-sacred success to reach our family..."

"This person does not seem to have the power of the first four, but even the patriarch needs help, can they dive to the bottom of the spring..."

"I don't know if this person can help my family and completely gain the inheritance of Jianzu..."

How does Ning Fan feel, naturally hear the whispers of the swordsmen of this place, but do not care.

His gaze was attracted by a huge mountain-like lotus.

It was a lotus that had died for countless years, and the lotus seeds had already been taken away.

That dry lotus flower, there are dried blood and traces left to this day, that is... the blood of the sword ancestors...

On the dry lotus, there is an ancient sword that is shocking, and there are still unspeakable swords to survive...

"Have she been injured here?"

Ning Fan did not come to feel an anger, such as the volcano wake up, erupted in his heart.

If you let him know, who hurt her, if it is...

"The friendly eyesight, even at a glance, from the thousands of lotuses, recognized the sword of the ancestors of the Qinglian." Jiujiandao people praised.

"This life is Qinglian?" Ning Fan hides all emotions and faint.

"It is rumored that the sword ancestors used to be here, and lost the life of the Qinglian. The reason is unknown. The sacred Qinglian is the ancestor of the sword ancestor. Although it has been destroyed, it is still of great value to me and the second step monk..."

"Who ruined her Qinglian Tao?" Ning Fan suddenly asked.

"Hey..." Jiujian Taoist, I don’t understand why Ning Fan made this question, but in order to make a good Ning Fan for the time being, he still patiently replied, "This is no evidence. I am waiting for the Qinglian swordsman to be a successor." I don’t know much about the secrets of the ancient times. I only know that this lotus plant has a ancestral system. When talking about the system, the Taoist friends should have seen some of them. The little swordsmanship of the Qinglian people is realized from them... ”

Nine Kendo people are saying that they are rising, but they have once again been interrupted by Ning Fan’s inexplicable question. “Can there be her old things left here?”

"Old things? Oh, there is no..." Jiu Jiandao people look at the eyes, the heart of this Ning Fan appetite is really big, when I meet, I want to ask the sword ancestors to stay here.

Of course, there are old things left by Jianzu, but those things all belong to the Qinglian sword family, why give an outsider!

Even if this person seems to have some skills, you can use one or two, that is just use, it is impossible to divide the other party too much!

"I really don't have it, I hope the Taoist friends don't lie to me..." Ning Fan’s eyes flashed, and the language threatened.

"Oh, how can the poor road deceive the Taoist friend." Jiujiandao people are laughing on the face, but the heart is full of anger, how his identity, he was treated like this by a little demon, if non-Ning Fan has the value of use, he does not Mind to kill this ancient demon of Ning Fan!

"That's the case, the Taoist friend can say your purpose." Ning Fan Han Mang received, faint.

"If the poor roads are good, the Taoist friends should be an ancient demon. If you don't want a friend, you want to break the lotus and get the inner swordsmanship. You need to use some of the power of the ancient demon. No, exactly, yes. Need to use the blood of the ancient demon, after all, in the three demons of the demon, the blood of the Mozu is the most pure, and it is necessary to water the lotus. Do the friends should not reject the request of the old man?"

The nine martial artists are half-smiling and half threatening.

His purpose, originally intended to borrow half of the blood of Ning Fan, watering the death of the sword ancestors Qinglian!

Can normal people, who will use their own blood for others to use? In particular, half of the blood is used, and the damage to itself is quite large. It is the individual who hesitates.

Nine martial arts people decided that Ning Fan would not agree to the matter. If he did not agree, he said that he must not use some force to force Ning Fan to follow suit. This place is already at the bottom of the spring. The chaos is so thick that it is unimaginable. As a Qinglian sword spirit, the strength of the chaos around it is stronger and stronger. Ning Fan is an outsider. Without him, he can’t even live here. Obliterated by the chaos.

He has his own arrogance and does not put Ning Fan into his eyes, even if Ning Fan is suspected of being a quasi-holy.

If it is not the process of watering the magic blood, it is necessary to personally guide the blood and the ancient demon. The Jiujian Dao people are even too lazy to consider the wishes of Ning Fan, and directly kill Ning Fan to take blood.

"It turns out that this is your purpose..."

Ning Fan had been wary of this person, so it was not surprising to see that he was being plotted by the other party.

"As long as the Taoist friends donate half of the magic blood and water the lotus, no matter whether it is done or not, the old man promises to let you go afterwards. And once successful, the old man is willing to divide some Xu Jianzu and send it to the Taoist friends!"

"If I refuse it..."

"Oh, the old man bluntly said that the Taoist friend has come to the bottom of the spring with the old man, it seems that there is no room for rejection." Jiujiandao people scorned.

"That's it, let me consider one or two..."

Ning Fan is really to be considered.

He suddenly felt some changes in the Shennong Baicao Garden, so it took some time to check.

He walked straight to the bottom of the dry lotus, sitting on the ground, and his mind was divided into Shennong Baicao Garden to see the changes of the sword and soul grass.

I don't know why, after coming to this place, the once-slow-swording swordsman soul grass has a tendency to accelerate growth...

Could it be that the ancestral Qinglian, which was destroyed by the sword ancestor in this place, is an excellent nourishment for its soul grass? Can accelerate the repair of the sword ancestors?

If this is the case, say that he is not going to be with the nine martial arts people and the snakes... as long as it helps her, it is to sacrifice half of his blood, it does not matter...