Grasping Evil

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"The instructions of the Lingyin are all in this jade slip, written by Wan'er herself. If you want to learn it, take it..."

Lu Wan'er took out a jade slip from the storage bag and handed it to Ning Fan's palm. [;Starting]

When she inadvertently touched Ning Fan's palm, she immediately blushed, her eyes shifted, and she turned to him.

"By the way... I don't know what kind of spirit iron the North General wants to attach to this whip treasure..."

"This piece!"

Ning Fan took out a piece of black spirit iron, Fang Yi handed it to Lu Wan'er, and immediately made her beautiful eyes flash.

"Void-level spirit iron! All imaginary supernatural powers, magic! This level of spirit iron is not even a titled demon general, but you have it!"

"How about, Miss Wan'er, can you have the confidence to attach the magic power to this whip?"

"no problem!"

Lu Wan'er pursed her lips. This broken divine whip is already of the highest quality. If it has a spirit, it is still a virtual spirit iron. It's not easy.

It's just that this is the only thing Lu Wan'er can do for Ning Fan, and she doesn't want to refuse...

Qimei City is like water, although it has a spirit and burns its soul, but the Zhanlijian at that time was only a low-level flying sword after all.

The difficulty of the spirit attachment this time is by no means comparable for the first time.

"Thank you...but don't be too reluctant, magic treasures are dead things, and they are worthless for the dead..."

Ning Fan saw through Lu Wan'er's mind, rubbed her blue silk, and left with a smile.

Only Lu Wan'er was left, beside the metallurgical furnace, her pretty face was hot.

Holding the Divine Shattering Whip, her heart became firmer.

"It's not worth it, only, willing or not..."

In the alchemy room, Ning Fan sat cross-legged on the futon, but did not immediately concoct alchemy. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and took out the Zhan Li sword.

Along the way. All kinds of slaughter, sharpening the sword light, and cutting away are barely the best treasures. It is still a long way from the intermediate level.

The magic weapon of this grade.

There is absolutely no way to inflict damage on a god-level master.

God Transformation, Primordial Demon Vein... Ning Fan had a hunch that in the next confrontation, he would face off against many Primordial Demon Races, including Li Companion.

And if there is no immemorial divine weapon in hand, oneself. will suffer too much...

The immemorial stars used by the God-Breaking Whip are few and far between, and the only thing that is powerful is the ability to draw treasures and break infants, and there are more magic powers. This treasure must be able to draw the magic power of the enemy during the attack period, and the magical power is extraordinary, but the lethality of the magic treasure itself is not high.

Use of whip. It is a bondage, a plot, and a scourge of sentient beings.

The purpose of the sword is to be sharp, to break through thousands of dharmas, and to empty the body.

Starlight sword shadow in hand. It slowly circulated, and after Ning Fan spit it out, it turned into a long sword like water.

"Zhan Li, Zhan Li... Your meaning is the deepest and the most important. You are my first immemorial weapon, the first weapon I took to challenge my destiny and seize..."

Ning Fan took out the jade slip and pressed it between his eyebrows.

Immediately, in the spiritual sense, a beautiful female voice sounded, teaching the instructions of the spirit seal.

After a long time, Ning Fan put away the jade slip and looked at Zhan Li, his eyes pondering.

Lingyin's engraving finger art is not difficult to learn, but it is a magic art of the middle grade of infants.

What is difficult to learn is the ancient demon script that makes up the spiritual seal.

Each ancient demon script is a set of talismans and contains great magical powers.

There are only 200 characters that Ning Fan has learned.

Each spiritual seal is composed of the main demon script and the secondary demon script in varying numbers.

These 200 words, there are only three kinds of spiritual seals that can be completely combined.

'Firm', 'Fire', 'Sharp'.

The strong word spirit seal can improve the defense of magic weapons.

The fire word spirit seal can enhance the magic weapon fire power.

The sharp word spirit seal can enhance the sharpness of the magic weapon.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, and the most suitable way to cut off the sword is sharp!

Swords don't need fancy magical changes, no complicated manipulation methods, just enough to kill the enemy.

As if he had made up his mind, he immediately exhaled a word, and raised Zhanli, pinched his fingers, and drew several ancient demon characters at a point on the body of the sword.

Sharp character Lingyin, with sharp as the main character, and composed of eleven sub-demon characters.

A total of 312 strokes!

With one stroke, Ning Fan felt that this stroke of his own had consumed a 100% demon power and turned it into the power of the talisman of that stroke!

Secretly said that this technique of attaching spiritual seals is really not done by mortals.

A sharp word is 312 strokes, and the demons of the Yuan Dynasty have at least 312 armors of demon power. Only then can they engrave this spiritual seal for a magic weapon, and each time a spiritual seal is engraved, I am afraid that I have to rest for a long time, and it is enough to run Zhou Tian. Restore full power.

Ning Fan's fingertips were jerky, and he failed when he engraved 97 strokes.

He was silent for a moment, thinking about the previous fingering, and immediately engraved again.

This time, a full 276 strokes were engraved, and it just failed.

He seemed to have realized something, and engraved it again. The third time, the engraving was successful!

When the sharp word spirit seal turned into a mysterious pattern and was attached to the body of the Zhanli sword, Ning Fan clearly noticed it, and the sword body trembled!

The power of just one word, but it seems to be cut off, adding a sword power.

"Interesting, if I give the Zhanli Sword with a ten thousand sharp character spiritual seal, this sword can be promoted to the Lingbao rank. The sharpness of a sword is enough to smash the void and kill the gods!"

Ning Fan took a deep breath, and the demon power turned into a spiritual seal, hitting the Zhan Li sword.

2 lanes, 3 lanes, 4 lanes…

Ning Fan's instructions became more and more skilled, of course, he was only skilled in sharp words.

After 24 spiritual seals, Ning Fan's demonic power was exhausted, and he exhaled turbid breath, took out a pill and took it to restore his demonic power.

A day later, he regained his demon power, and once again carved a spiritual seal for the Zhanlijian.

25 lanes, 26 lanes, 27 lanes…

After engraving 49 spiritual seals, its demon power is exhausted.

Ning Fan found that the more spiritual seals there were, the more difficult it would be to engrave them.

He took Dan to adjust his breath, and the next day, he engraved it again.

Day after day, the Jin Yan car was on its way, the flies behind the car were following, Lu Wan'er was possessing the magic weapon, and Ning Fan was engraving the spirit seal.

On the 5th day, the spiritual seal reached 114, and it made Zhan Lijian break through the best intermediate magic weapon.

On the 14th day, the number of spiritual seals reached 328, which made Zhan Lijian break through to the top grade.

On the 65th day, the spiritual seal reached 1547, cut off the sword, and broke through the pinnacle of the best!

Day 154. The spiritual seal reaches 7455, and the sword is cut away, which is more than the ordinary Xuantian treasure. All sharp!

5 months!

For 5 months, Ning Fan consumed all the recovery pills presented by Xu Rushan. Just to temper a treasure.

It's just that the 74th spiritual seal, Ning Fan, is extremely reluctant to engrave, and even if it is engraved, it is not perfect.

It must be because its own demon power has only reached this realm... the imprint of the spiritual seal. After all, the engraver's demonic power is needed.

Looking at the starlight sword in his palm, Ning Fan's eyes flashed.

This sword is so sharp!

After 7455 spiritual seal enhancements, this sword is still better than the ordinary Xuantian relic.

Even because only the word 'Sharp' is engraved. I am afraid that it is a real spirit-level flying sword, and it is not as sharp as the Zhanlijian!

Just put it flat in the palm, and the edge of the sword edge flashes a sharp sword. Throw the void, pierce the cracks...

Ning Fan swung the slash away and cut it lightly. The void in front of him was mediocre. It was cut and split, and the two sides were dark and dark...

"What a sharp sword! With this sword, it is Yue Lingkong's second realm of Jade Life, and I can break through the defense with a single sword!"

If it is an ordinary monk, he will never only increase the sharpness of the flying sword, but ignore many factors of the flying sword, such as the rapidity, sturdiness and durability, and magical power changes.

Ning Fan didn't consider the speed and supernatural powers, because Zhanlijian was not a flying sword!

He is also not worried that the Zhanli Sword will shatter because it is not strong enough... This is a sword that is completely made of ancient star iron, it can be defeated, but it cannot be broken!

After five months of engraving, Ning Fan was extremely satisfied with the results.

A little cut away, turned into starlight, income between the eyebrows.

With the divine sense swept away, for five months, Lu Wan'er was still possessing the spirit of the Broken Spirit Whip...

Ning Fan frowned, slightly worried.

"It's so difficult to attach a spiritual power to a superb treasure..."

Sensing that Lu Wan'er was still breathing, she breathed a sigh of relief just now.

In five months, the golden flame car has flown 240 million miles out of Beimo City!

But it was still 500 million miles away from Luoyundu County.

In this way, he could only temporarily concoct alchemy and wait until he arrives in the capital and Wan'er leaves the customs.

"Congeal!"

In the alchemy room, Ning Fan grabbed with a big hand and transformed into two illusory pill cauldrons.

One is full of moist meaning, and the other is full of demonic energy.

Divine Will! A must-have technique for rank five alchemists!

The first one is the Cauldron of Rain Intention, and the second one is the Demonic Intent of the Mountain of Moruo Mountain!

The magic of the mountain is several times stronger than that of the rain, but seeing Ning Fan shaking his head and pointing, he shattered the mountain cauldron, stretched out his hand, and the rain cauldron fell on the sea of ​​golden flames.

Although the meaning of mountains is strong, the devilish nature is heavy, and it is not suitable for alchemy. On the contrary, although the meaning of rain is weak, the meaning of moisturizing is extremely suitable for alchemy of cauldrons.

There are four kinds of five-turn pills that Ning Fan must refine.

Furong Pill, Lihe Pill, Breaking General Pill, Xuanxue Pill.

Fortunately, the four medicinal herbs were all rank five lower grades, and now Ning Fan's alchemy technique was enough to refine.

However, after all, this is the first time that the fifth-turn pill has been officially refined.

Considering the failure and the need to accumulate experience, Ning Fan did not start refining from Furong Dan, but from the most abundant medicinal herbs.

This medicinal herb is enough to refine 11 times, and Ning Fan can tolerate 10 failures.

And in order to shorten the refining time of each five-turn pill, Ning Fan waved his palm and took out the Qingluan Fire.

Now that he has 2 kinds of fire and 3 kinds of frost, Ning Fan does not need to look for a cold place to devour the fire.

In his body, because of the addition of a kind of sky frost, it is extremely cold, and he needs a third kind of earth fire to balance the cold power.

After swallowing the Qingluan fire, for half a month, Ning Fan seemed to be sitting in meditation, not moving at all.

Half a month later, his eyes widened, his momentum was shocked, and his mana began to surge at this time.

With his current cultivation base, swallowing Qingluan Fire is enough to absorb one-third of the firepower as mana.

675 armor mana, after raising 340 armor, it reached 1015 armor.

Improving mana was not Ning Fan's biggest goal, so he didn't refine the milk of the earth.

His purpose is to use three kinds of earth fires and three kinds of sky frosts to turn them into gray yin and yang fires to concoct pills!

In this way, Ning Fan's alchemy speed was six times faster than that of an ordinary rank five alchemist.

According to his estimation, even if it is to refine the clutch pill, it will only take one month.

Of the 11 herbs, Ning Fan failed 8 times, and the 9th time, he made a half-finished pill.

He was not disappointed, but satisfied. After 9 times of fumbling, he had a vague understanding of the refining of the five-turn medicine pill.

There are 7 medicinal herbs of Po Jiang Dan, and he failed 2 times. For the third time, the residual pill was refined.

Profound Blood Pill, only failed once, the second time. Directly refining a barely qualified medicinal pill.

The last is Furong Dan, which failed once. Refined pills.

After three months of failure, Ning Fan had enough experience with several medicinal herbs.

He pondered over and over again, and after he had enough confidence, it was the alchemy of alchemy.

In the fourth month, the separation and reconciliation were completed.

In the fifth month, breaking general Dancheng.

June. Xuanxue Dancheng.

In the eighth month, two Furong Pills were formed.

After eight months of alchemy, Ning Fan could finally become a qualified rank five lower level alchemist.

It was only eight months of hard work that Ning Fan found helplessly. The improvement in his alchemy skills is minimal.

If I want to upgrade my alchemy skills to the intermediate level, I am afraid that without decades of hard work, I will never be able to do it...

There is less than a month left to go to the capital.

Ning Fan loaded up five medicinal pills. Put it away, move the muscles and bones, and make the sound of bones colliding.

"Is this the timeless cultivation of truth... 5 months of treasure refining, 8 months of alchemy, the life of a monk. It's really boring... The five-month appointment has already passed, I don't know if Xu Qiuling is worried about me... This woman has a broken sword in her body. There are still thirty years left, and my life is temporarily safe..."

He did not immediately call out Feng Nu Tea Girl to restore the appearance of the two girls, and the Fu Rong Pill needed to be taken in conjunction with the medicated bath.

The medicine bath thing, because the two women are demons, and there are several kinds of elixir, they need to be replaced by demon grass.

I don't cherish the simple demon grass, it should be easy to buy in the capital.

Pushing the door out, she swept away her spiritual thoughts, but Lu Wan'er still hadn't exited the customs yet.

It's just that in the refining room, the magic weapon fluctuates more and more violently.

"Are you about to succeed..."

Ning Fan did not dare to enter the refining room, so as not to disturb Lu Wan'er.

Only a few days passed, but Ning Fan faintly felt that Lu Wan'er's aura was originally normal, but within a few days of the success of the enchantment, it suddenly weakened...

His eyes sank, and Ning Fan didn't know where he was. At the last moment of this treasure, it was Lu Wan'er who sacrificed the treasure with all his heart.

In the refining chamber, the movement gradually subsided.

The door opened, but came out a pale, haggard woman in purple.

One year and three months of the spirit of the spirit, for her in the middle of the Nascent Soul, it can be said that the consumption is not too big.

In particular, he made an assertion, not only attaching the divine power of absorbing magic to the broken divine whip, but also attaching the supernatural power of 'Thunderling' of the phantom level to enhance the power of the blood thunder and broken infants.

She is an extraordinary Void Grade Spirit Iron.

Just from absorbing the magic iron, she could see that Ning Fan's vision was too high to despise the transformation level...

She only has three pieces of 'Lei Ling' spirit iron.

So, she used the secret technique passed down by Yun Jiang, the technique of ascending the spirit. It's a virtual class...

This supernatural power is obscure and difficult to learn, the probability is weak, and it will hurt herself, but she doesn't care.

With her enchantment, she used chemical-grade spirit iron for the first time to raise her spirit to a mortal void...

Moreover, it was the first attempt to add a second magical power to the spiritual equipment... Therefore, it was only a year of time.

Simply, became...

Just because her body is too weak, she can't even maintain her human form. Under the purple skirt, four white fox tails are exposed...

Holding the broken god whip, it seems to be holding the most precious treasure.

She pushed open the door and walked out, but she never expected that there was Ning Fan waiting outside the door.

"Yeah, why are you..."

Lu Wan'er smiled sweetly and handed the broken whip to Ning Fan, expecting a word of praise.

But Ning Fan's face sank, and when he spoke, he was reprimanded.

"Why are you so reckless, I didn't say that the magic weapon is just a dead thing, and it is worthless for the magic weapon to damage itself!"

In ancient times, there were cultivators who threw themselves into the fire in order to make sacrifices to the cadres and Mo Xie's sword. In Ning Fan's opinion, this was not worth it!

Today, there is Lu Wan'er, who has sacrificed her own efforts in order to possess the spirit and broken the whip, but has promoted success...

Lu Wan'er felt sour.

He sacrificed his own efforts and only attached spirit to Lu Bei, and what he got was not praise, but scolding...

It's just that this sadness just rose, but it was instantly replaced by shyness.

She let out a coquettish cry, unable to find out that she was hugged by Ning Fan and went straight to the bedroom.

Even, Ning Fan's hand, intentionally or unintentionally, touched her fox tail, causing her delicate body to tremble, instantly numb and weak.

"Lu... Lu Bei, don't, don't be here... My current body can't... I can't be happy..." She begged, but there was a trace of expectation in her heart.

"Cheng Huan?" Ning Fan laughed angrily.

"When you are in good health, you will have a day of rejoicing! I will talk about this later. At this moment, your only task is to cultivate! Cultivating the loss of effort! If you do not make up for the loss of effort, you will not only lose your lifespan. , has a great influence on your cultivation... I will take you to rest!"

Ning Fan wrapped his arms around him and hugged Lu Wan'er even tighter.

Taking a step forward, it has turned into a shadow and appeared in the bedroom of the Golden Flame Palace.

Take off the embroidered shoes, put on the soft cloth, and cover with a thin quilt.

Lu Wan'er was like a shy little fox, huddled in the quilt, only showing her eyes, and half of her hot face was hidden in the quilt.

She was hugged by Ning Fan...and her most secret and sensitive fox tail was touched by Ning Fan...

The grievances are all gone, but when you think about it carefully, the originally wronged reprimands are obviously concerned...

"Lu Bei cares about me, so he scolds me... He doesn't even look at Fabao, because he cares about me..."

Lu Wan'er's heart was beating wildly.

"Idiot, idiot...two kinds of magic weapons with magical powers, don't even look at them, but look at me as an ugly girl...fool..."

Lu Wan'er scolded in a low voice.

"You eat this pill and rest for the time being, I am here to protect you..."

"Well, but you're not allowed to touch me while I'm asleep..."

Lu Wan'er's eyelids became more and more sleepy.

She felt that Ning Fan's fingers, twisting the medicinal pill, reached into her lips and touched her wet tongue.

She was a little embarrassed, but did not resist, she became more and more sleepy, and slowly closed her eyes...

Beside the bed, Ning Fan looked at Lu Wan'er who was sleeping and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Yinxue Pill is taken in a timely manner, and it should not cause any damage to the heart and blood, so that's fine..."

Thinking of this woman, in order to enchant himself with a magic weapon, Ning Fan closed his eyes, but his heart was moved.

From the beginning to the end, this woman has not expressed her heart to herself.

But Ning Fan knew all her thoughts and concerns.

Only Lu Wan'er didn't know Ning Fan's concerns.

"If I tell you that I am not Lu Bei, will you regret it..."

He sighed and stroked Lu Wan'er's cheek with his palm, and at this moment, the golden flame car trembled slightly.

This slight tremor made Ning Fan's eyes flash with coldness.

Approaching the capital, the flies that followed were impatient.

Able to keep up with the speed of the Jinyan car, these flies are not weak! There are three of them, the breath of the gods!

Ning Fan held the Divine Shattering Whip, turned into a smoke shadow in one step, and escaped from the Golden Flame Palace.

So with these flies, try the power of magic weapon!

But after a few steps, he suddenly stopped walking. He listened to it and looked at the Divine Whip in disbelief.

Only then did he realize that this whip actually possessed two magical powers.

"Suction method... Lei Ling?!"

His heart trembled, but his eyes were soft.

"So that's the case... You are possessing spirits every year and three months, because of your own efforts, is this the second kind of supernatural power... What you are possessing is not a magic weapon supernatural power, but you want to attach your own shadow to it. In my heart...you, did it..."

"It seemed that it was time to praise you... the tone was a little heavy..."

He closed his eyes, his eyes were cold again.

"Quick fight... These flies have disturbed Wan'er's rest..."

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