Grasping Evil

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On the second floor of the dark tomb, it was rainy and rainy, and the rain beast in the dark place, for some unknown reason, never attacked Ning Fan and the others again.

Xue Qing couldn't understand all of this...but he attributed all the credit to Ning Fan.

"Master is not only a rank four alchemist, but he can also defeat Bai Zun, the beast of shocking rain... Although he is a teenager, being my master is absolutely enough."

Xue Qing's mentality changed faintly. He used to be a teacher in order to deceive some alchemy techniques from Ning Fan, but now, he is sincere and willing to start from the beginning and cultivate well under Ning Fan's seat. Not only practice alchemy, but also practice the realm of mana, and, re-cultivation, state of mind.

Ning Fan looked at the rain pond before, his eyes moving, Xue Qing also guessed that there must be treasures in the rain pond, which attracted Ning Fan's attention. For Ning Fan, who has the best magic weapon, he doesn't even look down on the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and what he can look at must be a good thing.

But he still left the rain pond, which undoubtedly shows that there is an existence in the rain pond that makes Ning Fan dread.

With Chongbao in front, being able to leave without changing his face... Xue Qing asked himself that he couldn't do it.

Surrounded by more than ten black towers, a floating cloud staircase extending downwards leads to the dark underground.

In front of the giant pit, Ning Fan stopped again, closed his eyes, and felt the rain falling in front of him.

This time, Xue Qing also imitated Ning Fan and closed his eyes to feel the rain. He suddenly realized that the rain has a special meaning, which can nourish people's hearts and improve their state of mind.

It's a pity that in Xue Qing's eyes, no matter what, he can't see what the meaning is.

But compared to the other ghost bird elders who entered the graveyard, Xue Qing was lucky, because apart from Ning Fan, I am afraid that he was the first to realize that rain can improve his mood.

All the things around him have not entered Ning Fan's mind. In his heart, immersed in the drizzle, he tried to hear the feeling that God Son Que stayed on the second floor of the tomb.

Gradually, the sound of rain became quiet, and there was no more rain in the world... At this time, through the rain, Ning Fan's mind seemed to have such a picture.

An old man in black, who couldn't see his face clearly, held a paper umbrella and walked sullenly in the rain.

"Heaven is divided into four seas, the earth is divided into nine realms, there is a rain realm, and the rain is endless. Rain is born in the sky and dies in the earth... The reason why this rain dies is not the death of the body, but the death of the heart... He His body will transform into clouds and return to the sky. However, when his heart falls into the mortal world, it shatters... the shattered raindrops, when they reunite, is it still him? A rain, billions of raindrops , seems to be the same, but in fact every drop of rain has its own different charm... Although the body is the same, the end of the road is different. Cut off the rain of millions, and transform me into a Taoist enlightenment... From now on, this place is a ghost bird. Zong..."

The picture came to an abrupt end...Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes, there was a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes.

The words of the first-floor old man, although they were deeply comprehensible and mysterious, were difficult to impress Ning Fan's heart.

On the second floor, the old man's recollection, his words seemed to sigh, and the sadness of his encounter was melted into the rain.

God Child, why did he appear in the fairy world of rain... Is it like when he sighed about the rain, the rain was knocked down from the sky, and he was knocked down from the mortal world...

Therefore, in the rain, Godko Que gave birth to his unique perception! I am afraid that every floor of the grave has the footprints of God Son!

Sparrow God,

Once here, I realized, the divine will of rain!

And it is very likely that it was the feeling in the rain that made God Son Que, regain his ambition, and fight back to the Four Heavens Immortal Realm!

With Ning Fan's mind, it is easy to infer so many hidden feelings, which are almost the same as the truth.

And he was thinking, looking at the rain in the sky, and began to understand...understand what Godzi said, why the billions of raindrops in the world are different from each other.

There is only one kind of divine will of rain, but if it is separated, there can be countless... Because the birth of divine will requires not only the way of heaven and earth, but also the integration of one's own way into that divine will.

Although the rain is the same, the cultivators have different experiences and perceptions, and the condensed will of the rain is also different!

The first level of perception did not impress Ning Fan, because it did not incorporate the experience of God Son.

The second level of perception, Ning Fan felt a little, because of God Son Que, his heart was moved with grief and resentment... If this move, then the other move, then how can Ning Fan's heart not move.

The grave of the Mingque, the most precious thing, is not the pill demon, not the mysterious yin qi, not the magical effect of the cold but increasing the speed of cultivation, and even, it is not necessarily the immortal bone of the Mingque in the nine layers...

To Ning Fan, the most precious thing is the afterimage of Taoism in this rain!

"The third floor... God Child, what did you realize..."

Ning Fan's eyes were full of light, and with one step, he stepped on the fairy cloud leading to the third floor in the giant pit.

He faintly felt that this time he came to the grave, there would be unexpected and huge gains.

"If I go back to the path of Senior Bird God Son... Can I understand it, the divine will of the rain! If it succeeds..." His eyes were fiery.

On the third floor, Ning Fan jumped off the ground, and Xue Qing hurriedly followed, full of fear and caution.

The third floor... the rain stopped! ?

The surrounding area is really the same as what Xue Qing described in the ghost story at the beginning. The surroundings are dark, and there are white bones scattered everywhere for an unknown number of years... These white bones, non-human bones... but, animal bones! And the bones are not bad, these animal bones must be Jindan-level monsters in their lifetime!

This place is cold and cold, twice that of the second floor. The cold air makes Ning Fan slightly uncomfortable, but the speed of mana running Zhou Tian is faster!

And around, there are not so many bloody beast pupils... But in the dark, there are hidden auras of extremely tyrannical monsters. Xue Qing couldn't feel it, but Ning Fan's spiritual sense was strong, he could feel it!

"One head, two heads... Seven heads, within ten thousand feet, there are seven Jindan monsters watching us. However, they are all in the early stage of Jindan, and only one is in the middle stage of Jindan, which is not a cause for concern..."

Ning Fan withdrew his spiritual thoughts, his tone was extremely light. But when these words fell in Xue Qing's ears, they turned into a trace of fear.

"Within ten thousand feet, there are seven golden core monsters! This, this... this place is so dangerous! Master, let's go to the second floor..."

He was timid, but timidity was not wrong. With Xue Qing's strength, he is simply unable to compete with the seven-headed monsters, and he will surely die. It is stupid!

But Ning Fan, it's impossible to be timid... With Ning Fan's strength, how capable of seven ordinary golden core monsters can resist him. If he is timid, then he has cultivated his whole body, and he has really cultivated himself into a dog.

"No, they don't dare to come! Dongming Zhong, be quick!"

Ning Fan slapped the storage bag and, for the first time, took out that old pure golden bell!

With the small bell in his palm, the mana swayed and spun, turned into a huge bell with a size of a hundred feet, standing in front of him, and under the agitation of Ning Fan's mana, a terrifying magic bell sounded!

"Exquisite...Exquisite magic weapon!" Xue Qing's eyes lit up. Although he was not interested in refining tools, he still couldn't keep his mind on the supreme magic weapon.

Although he knew that Ning Fan possessed the best magic weapon, even in the battle with Bai Zun, Ning Fan had never used it. Everyone did not use it because Ning Fan's magic power was not enough to urge the best magic weapon. Xue Qing now sees that although this Dongming Bell has only exerted 1% of its power, Ning Fan, indeed, with the magic power of the peak of Rongling, motivated this magic weapon!

And the sound of a bell spread, this bell sounded like a demon, and it shook people's hearts. Under the control of Ning Fan, it sounded in the hearts of the seven golden core monsters at the same time!

The six Jindan early stage monsters were knocked unconscious by the sound of the bell! And the monster in the middle stage of Jindan was also dizzy and dizzy, how dare he peep at Ning Fan!

"Here, there may be a demon master... Don't kill indiscriminately, but don't let it bully!"

Ning Fan's tone was condensed, and he patted the huge bell of a hundred feet. The giant bell turned into a small golden bell and returned to his palm.

As for the power of Dongming Zhong, Ning Fan showed satisfaction. With 1% of the power, sweeping the initial stage of Jindan and deterring the middle stage of Jindan, this is the result of Ning Fan's control of the magic weapon... If he wants, with this bell, he can kill six monsters in the initial stage and seriously injure the other. Mid-term monster!

This is the power of the best magic weapon! If the power of this treasure is fully stimulated, Ning Fan will be able to use the power of a single blow from the Nascent Soul master...

"Hey... Master and Bai Zun seem to be fighting hard, but it turns out that they are still hiding such a powerful trump card... If he has all his trump cards, can he easily kill Bai Zun?!"

Xue Qing's heart was slightly shocked, and the sound of six monster beasts wailed in his ears. Each of them had more mana than him... One attack, stunned six golden core monsters... This is the Ning Fan, what is the hidden terrifying power!

And listening to Ning Fan, there seems to be a demon master in this place... Xue Qing shuddered and secretly said, that demon master, wouldn't it be a pill demon!

Ning Fan does have concerns about not killing monsters... On the second floor of the grave, the rain pond monster he encountered gave Ning Fan a strong sense of crisis... And those rain beasts seemed to obey the demon's orders. Most likely it is this devil. And that monster, whose cultivation base was obviously higher than Ning Fan's, did not kill anyone, and even disbanded the monsters to clear the way for Ning Fan... Although it was not a kindness, it was a kindness.

Therefore, Ning Fan did not rashly kill here. It is both dread and courtesy.

He took the Dongming Bell and ignored Xue Qing's shock, but raised his head and looked at the dark and wet sky.

"Here, why is there no rain...why..."

He showed a look of extreme confusion. According to his inference, God Son Que should have been on the third floor back then, and he should have had a better understanding.

If there is no rain, how can you feel it?

Or, it is because there is no rain that I have a feeling!

The slightest hint of wetness made Ning Fan's heart cool, and Ning Fan, with a half-guessing gaze, closed his eyes.

"Xue Qing, don't disturb me..." He left an order lightly, and then closed his six senses.

The only thing that doesn't close is the divine sense... This is a monk's instinct to save his life.

...

In the gloom, Ning Fan began to understand the Dao, while Xue Qing's scalp became more and more numb.

The cold air around him and the barren bones all touched his nerves, reminding him of the woman's face that was full of blood that day.

"Dan Demon... Dan Demon won't appear..."

With a wry smile on his face, he was a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, and he also showed fear. He really lived in the belly of a dog.

"Hehe, what is there to be afraid of, Dan Demon, not afraid, not afraid... I will also come to be like Master, close my eyes and feel... It's just that there is no rain, how can I feel..."

He smiled dryly and closed his eyes, as if this dry smile could strengthen his courage.

But the next moment, Xue Qing clearly felt that a soft but cold little hand was on his shoulder.

"I hate it so much..."

A tragic woman's voice sounded behind him!

And for a moment, Xue Qing was horrified.

No, it's Dan Demon! What kind of cultivation is this, and he is so close to him that he has no breath at all!

Xue Qing gritted his teeth and looked back, and saw behind him, a pale woman's face, full of blood, showing a weird smile, white teeth, looking at him, licking her long tongue, as if she was looking at a delicacy!

"Master...Master..." Xue Qing wanted to remind Ning Fan.

"Don't make trouble... just play with her, don't disturb me..." Ning Fan's spiritual sense sensed the 'girl ghost', and immediately accepted it and didn't say any more.

"What, let me accompany her... play with her! She will eat me!" Xue Qing showed helplessness.

The master is calm, not so calm! Dan Demon, right in front of you! Master, you can no longer understand the Dao, you have to save me!