Being frightened by Ning Fan's magical power, how could the old man dare to attack Ning Fan again?

Not only did he not dare to take action, the old man even showed fear. He immediately flew up from the top of Mount Li, landed in front of Ning Fan, half-knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Ning Fan three times and nine times.

"Fan Lianyun, the robbery envoy of the Fan family, did not know the identity of Lord Jie in the upper world, so he took action for no reason and bumped into Lord Jie. Please forgive me, Lord Jie!"

Even if Ning Fan's image at the moment is just a wild bull, the old man who is the calamity messenger does not dare to offend Ning Fan in the slightest.

Ning Fan's strength frightened him, but what frightened him even more was Ning Fan's identity as Tai Cang Jie Ling...

In Fan Lianyun's eyes, Ning Fan, who carries the calamity blood in his body, is the Tai Cang Calamity Spirit, an existence he cannot afford to offend no matter what!

"The Fan Family Tribulation Envoy...the Tribulation Lord of the Upper Realm..."

Ning Fan thought about the message in the old man's words.

He was pulled into the illusion of his mind by the purple lock of heaven. The people and things in the illusion were all deductions and illusions of the ancient wilderness by heaven, and they did not really exist.

This old man named Fan Lianyun should be an ancient monk from the ancient wilderness...

Everything in front of you is an illusion. Although it is an illusion, it also contains some ancient secrets...

"What is the Lord of Tribulation in the Upper Realm? What is the Fan family? What is the Tribulation Envoy?" Ning Fan asked expressionlessly, trying to get some ancient secrets from Fan Lianyun.

"Think of it, Jie Zun has just awakened the Tribulation Blood, so he must still have a lot of confusion about the things in the wilderness. In the wilderness, any creature that awakens the Tribulation Blood is a Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit. Once it ascends to the upper world, it will be the Tribulation Lord in the upper world. Fan

The family is the largest clan in the wilderness. They follow the orders of the Lord of Tribulation in the upper realm and rule the wilderness. The creatures of the wilderness,

We were born as slaves. We, the monks of the Fan family, are all tribulation envoys from the lower realms, practicing the art of tribulation. We are responsible for raising barbarian slaves and administering tribulations and punishments... I, the head of the Fan family, am the ancestor of the barbarians and have been practicing the art of tribulation.

In a million years, I think it won't be long before I can cultivate the Tribulation Blood and become an Upper Realm Tribulation Lord!" Fan Lianyun replied respectfully.

Ning Fan was silent for a moment, his mind racing.

"The ancient wilderness was once the place where the tribulation spirit of the upper world raised barbarian slaves... No wonder this ancient wilderness is always related to tribulation. It is paradoxical..."

"The head of the Fan family is the Barbarian Ancestor. In the "Barbarian Ancestor Sutra", every sentence advises the barbarians to be submissive and submissive. I think it is just to rob Tai Cang of the spirit and raise a group of docile barbarian slaves..."

"Today's ancient wilderness, there are no calamity messengers, and there is no Fan family... Why is all this..."

Ning Fan turned his head and wanted to ask Fan Lianyun some more questions. However, he saw that Fan Lianyun's phantom body suddenly dispersed little by little and turned into light spots and disappeared...

Heaven created the illusion of ancient wildness just to imprison Ning Fan's mind and prevent Ning Fan from stripping away the illusion of stone bridge, but it did not want Ning Fan to know too many ancient secrets.

This may not be a kind of protection provided by heaven to the younger monks... There are some ancient secrets that must be destroyed before they reach the true level. Without the corresponding strength, they are not qualified to know them at all.

From now on, it will be difficult for Ning Fan to inquire about ancient secrets from the illusion. Any ancient creature he asks for the secrets will have their illusionary bodies dispersed...

"That's all. Let's go north to the Yellow River first and use the water of the Yellow River to dissolve the purple locks!"

"As soon as the purple locks dissolve, I can escape from the illusion of my mind..."

Ning Fan buried the bull's head and headed northward step by step, carrying the purple lock of heaven as heavy as Mount Li.

At his slow speed, he could only travel half a mile in a day, and less than 200 miles in a year.

From Mount Li to the Yellow River, there is a distance of thousands of miles. Ning Fan, like a wild bull, carries the weight of a purple lock, and he doesn't know how many years and months he will have to go.

Ning Fan could feel that although the sun and moon changed and time passed in the illusion, the outside world only passed for a moment...

The sun is scorching in the sky, and he is advancing; the north wind is howling, and he is advancing; day and night are changing, but his pace has never stopped.

Only a moment passed in the outside world, but Ning Fan was in an illusion, and fifty years passed!

After fifty years of trekking, Ning Fan finally came to the Yellow River. He frowned and said nothing as he looked at the river, which was as turbid as mud and rushing like a dragon.

Rumor has it that if you take a liter of clean water from the Yellow River, you can dissolve the purple locks of heaven. However, in this big river with countless sediments in front of you, how can you take any clean water...

A green light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. The reason for the turbidity of the Yellow River seemed to be not only due to sediment.

The river water seems to contain a kind of will that pollutes the common people. It is with the will that the mud and sand will be attracted, making the water of the Yellow River dirty...

"Huh? There's Xiu under the river..."

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, the ox's hooves were raised high, and he stepped down hard.

With his strength, a single stampede of a bull could turn millions of miles of mountains and rivers into ruins. However, the water of the Yellow River, protected by his will, actually canceled out the power of Ning Fan's stampede.

This step only changed the course of the Yellow River...

"Underwater Cultivator, come out and see me!" Ning Fan said in a deep voice.

In the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the Yellow River, a wild dragon that was practicing hard in seclusion was shocked to hear that the Yellow River had changed its course. It immediately broke out of the water, transformed into an old man with a white beard, and landed in front of Ning Fan. He had the cultivation level of the middle stage of Duzhen.

He is also a Fan family robbery envoy, and his duty is to guard the Yellow River.

There was anger burning in his eyes. He was angry because there were wild creatures stepping on the Yellow River and changing its course!

But when the white-bearded old man discovered that the one who had taken action was Ning Fan, he was immediately shocked and showed a look of fear.

From Ning Fan, the white-bearded old man felt a sense of oppression that was on the verge of suffocation. That pressure came from the calamity blood in Ning Fan's body!

"This wild bull is actually the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit!"

The white-bearded old man swallowed his saliva and knelt on the ground in fear, not daring to meet Ning Fan's eyes.

"Fan Yuqi, the robbery envoy of the Fan family, has met Lord Jie in the upper realm! I wonder what orders Lord Jie gave when he summoned this villain!"

"I ask you, how can we make the Yellow River clear?"

"Uh... Master Jie Zun, do you want to take the clear water from the Yellow River and dissolve the prison chains?" The white-bearded old man was slightly startled, then smiled bitterly and said,

"If Master Jie Zun is here for this matter, I have to tell you bad news. Clear water is useless...and the water of the Yellow River will never be clear..."

"Why?"

"Because this Yellow River was transformed by that gentleman's thought of calamity. It has a filthy will. The will is immortal and the Yellow River is unclear..."

As soon as he mentioned 'that lord', Fan Yuqi's face immediately turned frightened. Fortunately, this was just an illusion, otherwise with his cultivation level, he would have died if he thought about that lord...

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly changed. What could make people dare not even think about it, besides the Lord of Calamity Thoughts, who else could be...

In the river water, there is the will of the Lord of Calamity Thoughts that pollutes everything.

The purple lock of heaven on Ning Fan's body also contains the will of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor...

"Actually, it is not true that there is no clear water in the Yellow River. It is said that at the source of the Yellow River, there is water as clear as a mirror... But the road there is extremely far. Even if I fly with all my strength, it will take several months to reach the source of the Yellow River. Calamity

I am now wearing a heavy chain, and if I want to go there, I am afraid I will never be able to reach it... And it is said that at the source of the Yellow River, the will of the master left behind is so strong that no living thing can get close to the water source..." the white-bearded old man added.

Ning Fan remained silent for a while, dismissed the white-bearded old man, and followed the Yellow River alone, tracing back to its source step by step.

The water source of the Yellow River is so far away that it would take several months to reach it even if the monks in the middle stage of Duzhen fled with all their strength.

If it were Ning Fan who was carrying the Purple Lock, he would not be able to reach the water source without millions of years.

Fortunately, this place is an illusion. Even if we spend millions of years in an illusion, the outside world will only last for a moment.

Here, Ning Fan doesn't have to worry about time consumption, but he can't practice in the illusion.

He buried the bull's head and walked up the river with heavy steps.

In one year, he can only travel two hundred miles.

In a hundred years, he can only travel 20,000 miles.

After thousands of years of trekking, it only covers a distance of two million miles.

Ning Fan forgot how long he had walked, how much blood and sweat he had left behind, and how much time he had gone through.

The passage of time in the illusion is meaningless for improving one's cultivation.

After traveling alone for a hundred thousand years, Ning Fan still had not seen the source of the Yellow River.

After millions of years of asceticism, Ning Fan still has not seen the source of the Yellow River.

Five million years later, a large snow-capped mountain finally appeared in front of Ning Fan.

The source of the Yellow River water is in the snow valley surrounded by snow mountains!

Outside the Snow Valley, there is a strong will that does not allow anyone to enter the Snow Valley to find the source of the Yellow River water.

If it were the former Ning Fan, he would definitely not be able to compete with such a powerful will.

But in the illusion, Ning Fan turned into a wild bull, carrying heavy chains and trudging for five million years.

Five million years of hard work did not bring any improvement to Ning Fan's cultivation, but it continued to temper Ning Fan's perseverance.

He used his horns to hit the invisible barrier of will outside the snow valley.

His pace became slower and his walking became more difficult. At the same time, he was suppressed by the will of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor, the Lord of Tribulations, and it was difficult for him to even breathe.

However, his pace is still unstoppable, and the obsession in his eyes has been indestructible through five million years of asceticism!

"I want to enter the valley!"

With the will power of two peerless men, Ning Fan stepped on the knee-deep snow, gritted his teeth and stubbornly walked into the snow valley!

When you enter, you will see a freezing glacial lake. This glacial lake is the source of the Yellow River!

The water in this ice lake was crystal clear, but the coldness of the lake made Ning Fan shiver uncontrollably.

But when Ning Fan approached the lake and got close to the water, he showed a shocked expression.

In the middle of the glacial lake, he saw a tree, a tree of ice rooted at the bottom of the glacial lake!

The appearance of the ice tree is like a bodhi tree, but it is different. The branches are covered with six-edged white flowers, and the cold fragrance is quiet.

Just smelling the fragrance of some white flowers, the heavenly green energy in Ning Fan's body actually increased a little!

The cultivation of the unity of heaven and man... has improved!

This growth is false and is an illusion in the illusion. If you leave the illusion, the green energy of heaven and humans will still be as much as before, and there will be no increase.

Even so, Ning Fan was also secretly shocked. He secretly guessed that this ice tree was probably the great opportunity that Bird God Son mentioned that day...an opportunity that could improve the cultivation of heaven and humans!

Unexpectedly, Ning Fan could transform into a bull in the illusion and meet this tree...

"Huh? The savage bull in the lower realm can actually withstand the will of the Lord of Tribulation and come to the dust tree..."
To be continued...