Grasping Evil

() Bei Li's hand gently rubbed her chest, and her cold eyes appeared strange for the first time.

11 hits! 11 bells!

Just in one go, you can ring... 11 times!

Bei Li had expected that, with Ning Fan's strong heart, he was afraid that he would be able to knock 19 times after all his life...

But she didn't expect that Ning Fan actually realized the supernatural power of the three shadow-shattering techniques, and used the power of an emperor to fight against the sound of the bell.

Without the slightest preparation, she was disturbed by the sound of the bell, Bei Li calmed down a little, adjusted her breath, and then gradually calmed her breath, but her chest still rose and fell slightly.

"I haven't completely transformed into a god, but I have condensed the shadow of the emperor, and before the Shibu Bridge, this person even released the technique of incarnation... The three techniques of breaking the void, he has already realized two... It's really a monster..."

Ning Fan didn't know that his actions had left a lot of goodwill on Bei Xiaoman's third sister.

He didn't care, all he cared about was the fleeting afterimage of the giant clock in front of him.

"That afterimage, what is it..."

"It's reincarnation!" Luo You's sleepy voice came from the yin and yang lock.

"Reincarnation?" Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he murmured softly in his heart, "Miss Luo You, you always wake up when I need you."

"Yes, I wanted to sleep a little longer, but the sound of your bell is a little disturbing... I really miss the reincarnation bell, my sister can't remember, how many years ago when the bell rang when she was transformed into a god. It's a matter of time...Sleep, once you fall asleep, it will be forgotten by the years..."

Luo You's voice was a little sad for a moment, and immediately recovered.

"Good brother, are you about to turn into a god... It's amazing to ring the bell 11 times in one breath. My sister only struck 10 times in one breath..."

"10 times?" Ning Fan was surprised, saying that, even if he summoned the Emperor Shadow Supernatural Power. Borrowing the prestige of an emperor is only slightly stronger than Luo You back then.

"But it's my sister. In the end, I rang the bell 24 times, and I never saw the reincarnation... The reincarnation bell. It contains the power of reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, but this is just a legend, because no one can use this bell, you can Seeing reincarnation, even if it's just a fragment, can be considered appalling, of course. Maybe someone also saw reincarnation, but didn't say anything about it, so my sister doesn't know... Do you want to,

See reincarnation? "

"You know how?" Ning Fan laughed. This Luo You can always come in handy at critical times.

"I know some things, hearsay, I don't know if it's true or not. After all, I can't walk within three feet of the reincarnation clock..."

"Tell me how, I want to see clearly, that woman..."

"Throw down the golden hammer and walk in front of the giant bell. Ring the bell with your fists, and ring the heavenly gangster number... 108 times! Of course, it's just a legend, no one has tried it, but you, you should be able to try it, my sister is optimistic about you Oh...I'm sleepy again..."

There seemed to be the sound of the casement closing and the bed curtain being lowered. Luo You seemed to have fallen asleep again.

Ning Fan was silent, looking at the reincarnation clock, closed his eyes, and remembered the woman just now.

Obviously it was Zhihe, but in the end, it turned into Mu Weiliang... What does that mean...

"Paper Crane..."

The technique of ascending prestige, works. Ning Fan opened his eyes, one, and dropped the golden hammer!

Bei Li was puzzled, why did this Young Master Ning ring 11 times, so he stopped ringing the bell, and instead threw down the golden hammer. Do you want to end the second step of Zhanfan with 11 times?

However, Young Master Ning had already sounded 11 times, and his state of mind had increased to the middle stage of God Transformation. It seemed that this kind of slaying was enough.

It's just that there was a trace of disappointment in Bei Li's eyes, and she couldn't hide it... After all, she had expected that Ning Fan would ring 49 bells, surpassing the 48 "Beitian Huashen No. 1" and become a legend of Beitian.

This disappointment, just rising for a moment, turned into disbelief.

Because Bei Li saw that Ning Fan took one step and entered the reincarnation clock within three feet!

"Apart from the real immortal, who can get close to the reincarnation clock... how does he do it!"

Three feet away, Ning Fan seemed to be carrying a mountain of immortal power on his shoulders.

Within three feet, just taking one step, it feels like a mountain, which has increased into two.

"Uplift!"

The blood glow added to his body, and Ning Fan's whole body rose up in a vortex of coercion, his eyes were ruthless, and he devoured Sisi's immortal power with the power of the sky-setting technique.

Taking this step, he did not take the second step, but the pressure continued to rise.

In the late stage of God Transformation, it gradually broke through the peak and reached half-step virtual refinement.

It seems to be limited to the realm, no matter what, Ning Fan's coercion can't break through the void for the time being.

But as he devoured Immortal Might, his aura gradually added a touch of... True Immortal aura!

The power no longer increases, but it gradually undergoes a qualitative change.

That true immortal aura sank into Ning Fan's body, leaving a trace of purple aura in his Nascent Soul.

The moment the purple rose, he suddenly realized that his luck was changing along with the momentum!

Dark green luck, the ink color is getting thicker, but the green is also slowly turning into pure cyan.

Even, with Ning Fan's will, the ink cyan luck was divided into ink and cyan on its own!

"Two qi luck!"

Ning Fan's heart was shocked. After absorbing the purple immortal power, not only did his Qi Luck improve, but one kind of Qi Luck was divided into two...

This kind of thing, I am afraid that no one will believe it, but it is real!

Like a yin and yang fish, blending!

Ning Fan's heart was shocked. He didn't know whether this situation was due to the Yin-Yang lock or the benefits brought by the Immortal Emperor's Immortal Prestige.

In short, his luck is unprecedented.

Why is the old devil's luck black? Could it be that he has also been calculated by others, even at the expense of self-defeating luck...

It's just the result of self-contamination, but it's extremely bad luck, but it's beheading and killing Jindan without making a debut, but there are treasures such as Jade Emperor Grass and Pan Devil Grass, which exist in Qimei, but he can't find it. But it was the yin and yang lock that floated in front of him, but he didn't recognize it, but it was refining the four-turn medicine pill and failed dozens of times!

Black luck, avoiding calculations, but also self-destructive.

And Ning Fan's luck, at this moment, became special.

Even the Immortal Emperor Palm Luck may not have expected that it has become a black luck, and there is still a chance to revive after death!

Luck determines the luck of a monk.

At least, if you want to become a master of alchemy, your luck must not be bad, otherwise you will be like an old demon, refining one pill and failing once...

"I. Obsessed!"

Ning Fan's eyes widened and he took the second step!

Dong Xu let him transform into a demon, so as to avoid the calculation. But maybe, he doesn't have to be so extreme. Totally self-contaminated…

Dirty and clean, black luck and purple luck, good and bad, good and evil, beauty and ugliness, ice and fire...not necessarily coexistence!

Yin and Yang demon veins, one of which is the word 'concurrent'. It is merger and coexistence!

The technique of ascending prestige works secretly.

The color of luck has changed even more.

it looks. The ink color is getting thicker and thicker, as if it has become pure black, and it is no longer ink blue.

But as long as Ning Fan thought a single point, the two kinds of luck would be separated, and the ink color would still be ink color. The cyan luck turned into blue step by step.

When Ning Fan got close enough to the Reincarnation Clock and stroked his palm in front of the Reincarnation Clock, he did the most daring thing in his life.

Directly use the technique of ascending prestige, but absorb the reincarnation bell... the prestige of the Immortal Emperor!

If you are an outsider. Looking at Ning Fan's luck, he must feel that the more his luck increases, the darker it becomes, like a drop of burnt ink.

Only Ning Fan knows that the black luck is improving, and the other half is also improving, and slowly turns into pure purple!

When luck completely turned purple, the ink color covered the purple, no one knew...

But Ning Fan knew that his luck had returned!

"Thank you!"

He said inexplicable words to a dead object in the Reincarnation Bell, and immediately his fist turned into a jade color, and he punched the Reincarnation Bell.

Boom!

Twelfth, the bell rings!

"Young Master Ning, he can actually walk under the bell and ring the bell with his physical body! Could he be a true immortal!"

Thirteen, fourteen...twenty.

Twenty-one, twenty-two...forty-nine.

The forty-ninth bell rings, and it can be spread out for 49,000 miles! Even more in Bei Li's heart, she was shocked and reverberated non-stop.

This bell rang, and Bei Li firmly believed that once Ning Fan broke through the late stage of God Transformation, I am afraid that the number one person in Beitian Transformation God must be this person!

As soon as the bell rings, you can cleanse your mood and improve your mood for a hundred years.

One hundred and eight bells ring, and you can raise your mood for 10,800 years!

The state of mind in the middle stage of God Transformation, in the ringing of the bell, step by step into the later stage, peak, and even half-step emptiness.

The Reincarnation Bell did not increase Ning Fan's cultivation, but it caused a qualitative change in various aspects such as his aura, luck, and mood.

Boom!

Ning Fan's last punch hit the reincarnation bell, and the powerful anti-shock power caused it to vomit blood.

Blood splashed on the reincarnation bell, but his eyes were satisfied, because after the bell rang, he saw reincarnation!

But soon, his eyes changed drastically!

The power of reincarnation is far beyond his expectations, even more untouchable than the technique of traveling thousands of miles!

It seems like a suction force, sucking his mind completely into the samsara clock...

Ning Fan knew that this time, he would be really dangerous...

…

The last bell rang out from the sea of ​​​​clouds, returning to Xuanwuxing for a long time.

The huge basalt star, more than 4,700 cultivation countries, and hundreds of millions of monks, all raised their heads at this moment, all puzzled. The cultivator's eyes showed confusion and confusion, just like the expression on Ning Fan's face when he first saw the Samsara Clock and was confused by the power of Samsara.

A bell rang, but hundreds of millions of monks lost their minds at the same time.

And after regaining consciousness, no one even remembered that the weird thing that happened just now was like a memory that was taken away out of thin air!

Only that Meng Xuanzi, as the Immortal Emperor, blocked the sound of the bell!

He was confused and thinking about Ning Fan's identity, but when the bell sounded, he immediately stood up and thought about it.

"108 times of inquiries! The power of reincarnation! This old man remembers, this son is that person! The descendant of the rain world!"

The one who was merging the spiritual cultivation base, but misused the true immortal magical powers, traveled thousands of miles, and spied on the descendants of Xuanwuxing.

Now in the sea of ​​clouds, this postnatal life is in the realm of God Transformation, and the 108 next reincarnation bell is sounded!

If this is the only case, it is impossible for the sound of the bell to spread to the millions of miles of the sea of ​​​​clouds and spread all over the basalt star.

The reason why it can spread so far is because this person has inspired the power of reincarnation within the golden bell!

"This son, the capital of the evildoer!"

Meng Xuanzi's eyes flashed in a flash, one step shrinking into an inch, and the next moment, he directly crossed millions of miles of star field, appeared on the top of the sea of ​​​​clouds, and landed next to Ning Fan!

His comments reverberated under the preaching platform for a long time.

No one remembers that weird bell.

Millions of monks who were listening to the sermon were shocked. The Immortal Emperor Meng Xuanzi, who had always been known for his withdrawn temper and eyes higher than his crown, actually opened his mouth to praise people and gave them. Still a terrible comment.

The money of the evildoer!

Meng Xuanzi had never given this comment to anyone, not even the third young lady of Beitian Shishigong—Beili. This woman makes Meng Xuanzi highly valued, but when evaluating. It also only gave a sentence of "qualification is acceptable"...

Countless monks wondered who Meng Xuanzi praised, but in the end, no one would know.

Yunhai, Meng Xuanzi is coming in one step!

He stood under the reincarnation bell and looked at the young man who held the golden bell and closed his eyes, without disturbing him.

But Bei Li was startled. He hurriedly gave Meng Xuanzi a respectful salute.

"Beili pays respects to the master! I don't know what the master has ordered..."

"Leave the sea of ​​clouds quickly, go with Yiqing, here. Leave it to the teacher to handle!"

Without much explanation, Meng Xuanzi solemnly ordered.

Here, only the Immortal Emperor of the Palm Tablet can handle it personally... Once the power of reincarnation in the bell of reincarnation goes out of control, I am afraid it will be the entire sea of ​​clouds and the entire void. Countless cultivators will have all their memories erased in an instant!

Bei Li can't stop it, Yiqing can't stop it!

The two of them must leave the sea of ​​clouds! ASAP!

"But Master, this Young Master Ning. Before the third step of beheading, Bei Li still accuses him of guiding him..."

"Guide the ass! You little girl, is it possible that you are tempted by this person? Don't leave! Don't worry! There is a teacher here, the third step of Zhanfan, and the teacher will personally bring this child to trial!"

Bei Li was messed up.

It was the first time she saw Shizun swearing. It turned out that the dignified Immortal Emperor would also swear...

The Immortal Emperor’s sovereign, Meng Xuanzi, is countless stars. It’s hard to ask him to meet him, let alone a deacon, a mountain god, a god of the land and the like. Only when he is preaching can he see Mengxuan Zizun at once. color.

Meng Xuanzi, with such a lofty status, personally served as a lower realm cultivator, guided the transformation of the gods, completed the three steps of slaying the world, and engraved the name of the Taoist tablet. If this matter spread, no one would believe it.

But what happened in front of Bei Li's eyes was the truth.

It's just that she blushed, still a little dissatisfied.

I just met Ning Fan not long ago, but I just wanted to help him kill Fan, but I was moved by the teacher's nonsense... If it was in the past, Bei Li would definitely talk back to the teacher.

At this moment, she could see a trace of solemnity in her master's eyes, and even... fear!

Master is afraid, what are you afraid of?

Speaking of which, Young Master Ning seems to have rang 107 bells...

Bei Li only because it was the 107th, and because of the 108th bell, her memory was erased, but she didn't know it!

This is reincarnation!

"Hurry up!" Meng Xuanzi said sharply.

"Yes…"

Bei Li took a deep look at Ning Fan, secretly regretting that she did not dare to disobey the master's order. Unfortunately, this opportunity, she could have recruited this person after Ning Fan's three-step cut and turned into a god...

She turned into a purple sword light, rode away with the sword, and informed Yiqing to leave together.

In the end, within the sea of ​​clouds, only Meng Xuanzi and Ning Fan were left.

Meng Xuanzi smiled bitterly. Today, I am afraid that I will help this junior in the Rain Realm for the second time...

Reincarnation is a terrifying thing. Even with Meng Xuanzi's cultivation base, he is not qualified to spy on it. Ning Fan didn't fully transform himself, so he went to peek at Reincarnation. At this moment, his mind was probably swallowed by the Reincarnation Clock...

"The old man sent you a second favor, and pulled your mind out of the clock... Otherwise, it is a trivial matter for you to be swallowed by the power of reincarnation. If the power of reincarnation is out of control by you, all the monks in my void world will accompany you. Amnesia... celestial art, 'Dream Peeping Heaven'!"

Meng Xuanzi pinched a little, and the silk purple art changed. From the reincarnation clock, a trace of Ning Fan's mind was drawn out and released into Ning Fan's body.

As Ning Fan's mind was drawn out, the instability of the reincarnation clock gradually subsided.

In the reincarnation clock and the illusion, Ning Fan felt that his mind was being saved by someone, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ashamed, I played a bit too big this time. If someone didn't save me, I'm afraid that I would be trapped in the reincarnation clock and want to escape on my own. Only after the reincarnation is enlightened in the clock can it be possible... But then, But I don't know how many thousands of years it will take..."

"If I'm not wrong, the person who saved me was not Bei Li, and his cultivation is a little scary... This breath is a little familiar, it seems to be the senior who saved me once at Xuanwu Star... If it is him, I seem to owe him. Twice in love..."

Ning Fan smiled bitterly, since someone saved him, he would take this opportunity to take a good look at this afterimage of reincarnation.

Dressed in white, he shuttled through the palace, where the medicinal aura was so strong that it seemed to be a medicinal garden.

The monks who came and went, or the soldiers dressed up, or the palace ladies dressed up, one by one. At least they are gods.

There are a lot of refining virtuals, and broken virtuals can be seen everywhere, even immortals with stronger breaths than them. all exist.

It's just that everyone passed by Ning Fan and couldn't see him.

here. It is the aftermath of reincarnation, it is the past, Ning Fan does not belong to this era, no one can see him, and he cannot change anything.

Inside the medicine garden, a golden light rushed into the sky, clearly a golden flame car.

Nine ghosts. Pulling the car, Jin Yan stood at the front of the car, a Golden Armored Demon General.

"Lu Wu!"

Ning Fan lost his voice, this person. It is the person in Lu Daochen's painting.

The Golden Armored Demon General seemed to hear someone calling him, secretly surprised, looked around, bewildered, shook his head and laughed at himself. Today, I seem to be a little too nervous, as if something big is going to happen in Heaven recently.

Looking at Lu Wu who was inspecting the sky of the medicine garden, Ning Fan's eyes narrowed. Lu Wu used to be the official of the medicine garden of the Emperor of Heaven. He is here. Could this place be the heaven in the ancient times?

Step by step, he walked into the medicine garden. Ning Fan remembered that the Zhihe he had seen before was in this medicine garden.

Plants of immortal medicines are all treasures that are more than a million years old, and most of them are more than half of them. Ning Fan can't even recognize the variety, but he knows that if he takes any one, he is afraid that he will be able to break through the realm of shattering the void immediately...

He stretched out his hand to pick the elixir. Once he touched it, the elixir immediately shattered like a glass of glass, but after a while, it froze again strangely.

This is not a real place, it is just a dream of reincarnation.

In the center of the medicine garden, there was a blue medicine stone on which the woman who was supposed to sit and embroider did not appear.

Ning Fan sat on the bluestone and waited quietly, waiting for the woman to appear.

Zhi He, Mu Weiliang... There is something in it that he doesn't know.

I don't know how long I have been sitting, but outside the medicine garden, a light footstep sounded suddenly, and while walking, I complained in a clear voice.

"Private Nantianmen, failed again... It's really not easy to go to the mortal world to see..."

Ning Fan raised his head and saw a girl dressed as a maid walking towards him.

The little face is innocent, the eyes are clear, and the girl has a bun...

"Zhihe!" Ning Fan lost his voice and stood up.

"Bold! Who are you, how dare you enter the father's medicine garden!" The girl waved her pink fist at Ning Fan in dissatisfaction.

Can this girl who is exactly like Zhihe see Ning Fan? !

Ning Fan was secretly surprised, but before he opened his mouth, a half-black and half-white butterfly penetrated Ning Fan's illusory body, flew towards the girl, and danced among the leaves of the elixir.

The girl did not see Ning Fan.

What she said boldly was blaming a butterfly...

"So, she can't see me..." Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

Yes, how could she see it, here is the afterimage of reincarnation, what Ning Fan sees is what has already happened, the history that cannot be changed...

He put away his expression and stared at the girl carefully.

But seeing the girl, with a small gesture, she held the butterfly in her hand, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Silly Butterfly, don't be afraid, I won't tell the royal father, you are 'stealing medicine' here... See what you are afraid of."

The girl who looked like a paper crane took one step forward, but in the brilliance, she turned into a face that was the same as that of a female corpse.

Cold, noble, but with an innocence that does not conform to identity.

The appearance of Zhihe and the dress of the little maid were the disguise of her sneaking out of Nantianmen.

Her true identity is the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor, Mu Weiliang!

"Silly Butterfly, come and help me relieve the boredom, this heaven is very lonely..."

Mu Weiliang sat gently on the bluestone, unaware that Ning Fan was standing beside him.

Holding the butterfly in his hand, Mu Weiliang showed a hint of fascination.

"Butterfly is a creature from the mortal world. It's really interesting. Could it be that you, a little butterfly, flew from the lower world to the heaven? It's really terrible perseverance. So many cultivators have failed to ascend, but you have succeeded... You really are sharp."

"..." Butterfly fluttered its half-black and half-white wings, it wouldn't speak.

"Hmm, if you can 'ascend' to heaven, I'll give you a name, um... just call Xiao Fan..."

"..." Butterfly was silent forever.

"Xiaofan, I'm in a bad mood today, you talk to me..."

…

Mu Wei coolly brushed her temples, holding the butterfly in her hand, and muttered to herself silly.

Ning Fan was secretly shocked.

Because he saw that the butterfly in Mu Weiliang's palm, at a certain moment, suddenly turned around and faced in his direction. In his compound eyes, there was a flash of reminiscence and approval... It was as if everyone couldn't see through. Samsara, the invisible Ning Fan, it saw.

That butterfly, indeed, saw Ning Fan!

With its thin, small body!

ps:

Thanks to aa112562, the monthly ticket for breaking through Tianyuan thq! Thank you for the reward of my 5 love 2 you 0! I'm going to write a little bit about Zhihe's identity.