Grasping Evil

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Zhi He stayed at Ning's house, and Ning Qian accompanied her in the room. [;Starting]

Outside the house, Ning Fan sat leaning on the back of the green ox, holding a willow whip, and his eyes were completely unwavering.

His body is obviously thin, but it makes Qingniu dare not resist, let alone have the slightest dissatisfaction.

The royal family helped away, and the group of demons retreated. The Qingniu, who was not even a demon, dared not offend Ning Fan.

Wang Carpenter knew that his daughter was determined, and after sighing, he didn't mean to stop his daughter.

But the Wu family, from the county town, found a lot of local ruffians and rogues, in groups of three or five, to Ning Village to make trouble.

Many of them were armed with equipment and stopped outside the bamboo fence of the Ning family, or someone held a torch, claiming that the Ning family would set fire to people if they didn't release the paper cranes!

"Hey, if you don't let people go, I'll be welcome... I heard that Ning Qian, the mother of Ning Fan, used to be a beauty in this village. Although she's over 30, her charm is still there. Don't dare to move, but is this Ning Qian..."

One by one, the local ruffians are naturally lawless.

But they didn't know that in the eyes of Ning Fan, the real lawless man, they were nothing.

The insults made Ning Fan's eyes show a cold glow. At the moment when the cold glow rose, he urged the green ox and the willow whip in his hand!

A whip shadow was drawn out, but it seemed to change into a thousand lines in an instant, and it hit dozens of rogues at the same time.

It's obviously a wicker whip, but it hurts more than an iron bar when whipped on the body!

what!

A scream spread all over Ning Village, and for a time, animals in the village were startled, barking!

Ning Fan didn't kill anyone... Eight years, 96 months, he lived a normal life, just to raise the heart to ask. Once murdered, blood stained the state of mind, because of the murderous mind, it was broken to ask about the state of mind, and this fantasy state would no longer be able to linger.

A day with my mother-in-law. it ends here...

And in this fantasy, Ning Qian is a mortal woman, if she sees herself killing all beings. Are you afraid of...

"In order to see my mother for a few more days, I'll spare you to wait for the dog's life... Interesting. I never imagined that Ning Fan would have a day when he wouldn't kill anyone!

All beings fear and regret! "

Ning Fan's eyes fell on the ruffian who was born to tease his mother, and his eyes rose fiercely.

With a flick of the finger, the willow whip was shattered, leaving a piece of willow leaf. Turned into a cyan blade, pierced into the mouths of every local ruffian, and cut off everyone's tongues!

what!

One by one, the pain is piercing. No matter how hard it was to say a word, they were all cut off and turned into a mute!

And all the ruffians, at this moment, looked in the direction of Ning Fan and bowed down desperately. This scene, with Liu Ye's tongue-cutting method, made them... terrified!

witchcraft! This Ning Fan is not a human, but a monster!

Can't afford to offend. I can't be bothered! Can people fight monsters? What's more, the ruffians have lived for countless years, and have never seen a monster that can kill people with willow leaves!

Even the little monsters who occasionally appear in the countryside and counties are only possessing themselves, making troubles in the house, and making you sleepless.

The one who can kill unscrupulously and at will, must be a master of the sky!

It's a pity that they knew the secret that Ning Fan was a 'demon', but they didn't dare to publicize it, and because they were dumb, they couldn't publicize it.

Dozens of people all fled back to the county town. Seven days later, at Wu's home in Dongxian County, Wu Dongnan looked at the 47 stubborn ruffians who were reared, all of them had their tongues cut off, and his face was furious!

"What's going on here! Aren't you going to rob your relatives? Why are you being separated from your tongue? Who is so bold and dares to offend me, Wu Dongnan, in the boundary of Dongxian County!"

All the rascals were frightened by Ning Fan's 'demon spell', and the only rascal who could write a few words barely managed to write down nine characters on the paper.

Ning Fan is a monster, don't offend him!

"Monster? Ridiculous! Zibuyu is so strange, how can there be so many monsters in the world? Yes, this Ning Fan is probably a martial arts master. It is rumored that he can also kill people with flying leaves when he cultivates the martial arts to a high level... Hmph, this time, I, Wu Dongnan, go to ask the teacher Hong to go out and take down this Ning Fan, it shouldn't be difficult... But just in case, I'd better ask Immortal Master Zhuge to go together, and if there is a monster, let the Taoist take it..."

Three days later, after walking around, feasting, and giving gifts, Wu Dongnan invited the famous teacher Hong and Immortal Zhuge in the county.

The former is a martial arts master, over forty years old, with extremely strong internal strength, his temples are bulging high, and his hidden weapons have been practiced to the point of Feiye killing. When he heard that there was a young master in Ning Village, he immediately dismissed it.

"Master Wu, don't worry, this person may have a good talent, and he has found the secret of 'flying leaves to kill' in martial arts, but this person is only 16 years old after all, no matter how talented he is, his internal strength will definitely not be as good as mine. But in front of Hong, it's not worth mentioning!"

That Immortal Master Zhuge snorted lightly and said disdainfully,

"What can a martial artist do, but I don't know that there are immortals in the world... Although Pindao is on the 4th floor of cultivating veins, but even three or five mortal masters can be easily killed... This matter does not require Hong instructor to take action, Pindao alone can do it. A piece of talisman fire is enough to kill him!"

Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge spoke tit for tat, as if the two had had a festival.

Seeing the two quarreling, Wu Dongnan was naturally consoling, but he had murderous intentions in his heart.

"Teacher Hong, Immortal Master Zhuge, please remember, this Ning Fan is indeed a monster!"

Wu Dongnan wanted to insist on Ning Fan's identity as a demon, and if he killed this person, he would not violate the laws of the country.

Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge understood each other and sneered at each other.

The two shot, and each got a hundred taels of silver.

To collect money from others, to eliminate disasters for others, insisting that Ning Fan is a monster, he is innocent of killing!

A group of people swept out of the county town in a mighty way, but they fought in the name of slaughtering demons.

When he was outside Ning Village, he had not yet entered the village, but he saw Ning Fan riding out on an ox, holding a willow whip in his hand, his eyes were frosty, and he was swept away like everyone else.

"This person is Ning Fan!" A young servant in charge of leading the way shouted, pointing at the young man riding a bull.

Upon hearing this, Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge looked at Ning Fan together, and after confirming that this son was only fifteen or sixteen years old, they both had expressions of arrogance.

In the end, it was Coach Hong who took a bigger step, took one step forward, awe-inspiring, with a big sword in his hand, he reprimanded Ning Fan,

"Monster Ning Fan, come down and die!"

"It's up to you!"

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, blood radiated from his body, and his anger was soaring.

At this moment, all those who were swept by his gaze all had their knees weak and fell to the ground, shivering and trembling.

Immortal Master Zhuge's expression changed greatly, and he was very sure of one thing at this moment. That is... Ning Fan in front of him is a monk! He is a cultivator countless times higher than his realm! With just one coercion, he has 16 immortal veins. All shattered!

puff!

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and brushed the dust to the ground. Already frightened, he looked at Wu Dongnan with rage.

What a good Wu Dongnan! Talking about killing a little thief, in fact killing such a senior... This is simply deceiving yourself to die!

Instructor Hong was closer to Ning Fan, and felt more sensitive to Ning Fan's coercion.

When the might of the blood light struck, the fine steel ring knife in Hong's hand was directly turned into powder and shattered. And one of its arms was turned into a blood mist and collapsed, and the pain was piercing!

The dantian is destroyed, and the five insides seem to be burned. Teacher Hong's head and chest seemed to be hit hard, and it flew straight up and fell into the dust, but he was undercover and couldn't stop coughing up blood. The eyes are also extremely hateful, looking at Wu Dongnan.

What a master!

This person is not a martial artist, this is not an internal force, this is really a monster, or the kind that does not want to offend instructor Hong!

"Who dares to steal my wife!"

Ning Fan snorted softly. But it seems that there are countless thunders, blasting in the ears of the master, and all of them crawl to the ground.

As for Wu Dongnan, he didn't pay any attention to the resentment of Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge. He just looked at Ning Fan in disbelief. Wu Dongnan had seen this face before, but before that, he could never have imagined that Ning Fan was that person!

The owner of this appearance appeared day and night in Wu Dongnan's dream!

In that dream, Wu Dongnan was an immortal who flew away from the sky, but every time, he would be easily beheaded by this person!

Don't mess with this person, don't mess with this guy!

If I had known that Zhihe was snatched by this person, I would have had ten thousand courage, and I would not have dared to offend this person!

What about the wealth of the family, what about being a scholar...

Wu Dongnan believed that even if the one who wanted to grab Zhihe was the King of Yue, Ning Fan would dare to step on the blood all the way to enter the palace of the King of Yue and take away his beloved woman.

"Please Ning Zun, spare your life!"

Wu Dongnan knelt down and kowtowed desperately, calling out Ning Zun in the way he called Ning Fan in his dream.

"In this life, I don't want to see you again... Get out!"

In the private school, the young man in purple who was teaching, his eyes showed approval.

"This son is ruthless and bloodthirsty, this is not a bad thing, but if he only knows how to kill, then it will be difficult for him to go far above the immortal path... In order to spend more time with his mother, this son does not kill, and does not destroy the atmosphere of this fantasy... This emperor likes dutiful sons... 97 days have passed, it's time to pass on his enlightenment..."

Wu Dongnan left in dismay, and the matter of Ning Village gradually subsided.

Ning Fan rode the ox home, and the smell of food was already in the house.

Mother, Zhihe, and myself...

This is the warmth that Ning Fan dreams of having...

He slowly closed his eyes and showed a satisfied smile, although he knew that everything in front of him was illusory.

It was late at night, and the two girls were resting, but Ning Fan rode a bull out of the village, all the way north.

There is a mountain to the north, the mountain is not high, but on the mountain, it is only five hundred feet tall, but there is a young man in purple standing on the top of the mountain. He stands there, as if with a look, he can make all the world... shattered in front of him!

Ning Fan jumped off the green bull, patted the bull's head, and said goodbye.

Qingniu was reluctant to give up, and turned back after a few steps, as if unwilling to leave Ning Fan, but Ning Fan reprimanded it.

The figure turned into purple smoke, and appeared on the top of the mountain. A step away, standing behind the purple-clothed youth, clasped his fists and said,

"Junior Ning Fan, I have seen Immortal Emperor Zidou!"

"Um!"

At this moment, the young man in purple clothes has an air of contempt for the world in his eyes.

He is on the mountain, so he is no longer a teacher in the mundane world, but... an immortal emperor!

"I have a fate with you! You pass the examination set by this emperor, and you can get a Dao enlightenment... But before this Dao enlightenment, this emperor has something to ask you... You use bravery to scare off evil thieves, and you don't kill, You have to stay in a fantasy world, why don’t you spend more time with your mother and wife, but you are in a hurry to find this emperor!”

"I need to cultivate and meet them again in the real world!"

"Well, this answer is quite unsatisfactory... With your realm, it is far from enough to see through the truth and the false, and it's no wonder you... The outside world is real, and the illusion here may not be real... One day, you will understand reincarnation and understand..."

The youth in purple no longer spoke, his figure gradually became misty, and finally turned into a purple mist.

This purple mist is a cage, and the five hundred zhang hill suddenly rises, all the way to the sky, reaching seven million zhang.

Seven million feet in height, Ning Fan's mind was shaken. At this moment, whether he was in the outside world or himself in the illusion, he was on the top of the mountains!

"You entered the Broken Realm from the Endless Sea, your mind entered the Cloud Sea from the Broken Realm, and the Dao Heart entered the Heart Illusion from the Cloud Sea. Among them, which realm is true and which is false. Can you see through it?"

"You who may not be studying diligently are false. You who may not be killed in the rain world are real... The truth is in one thought!"

"This emperor uses the power of reincarnation to evolve the purple fog. In the purple fog, you can feel it carefully, how much you can understand, it is your good fortune!"

With Zidou's words. A trace of purple air, like a long stream of water, did not enter Ning Fan's body.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, in the wind. Standing on the top of seven million feet, I feel it carefully.

He couldn't see through reincarnation, because his cultivation was too weak, and he was still in the first step of cultivation. But the Immortal Sovereign claimed to be the fourth step!

The four-day true immortal should be the second step of cultivation, that is to say, the reason why the true immortals can't even look up to the Immortal Emperor. It's because the third step is far from being reached, let alone the fourth step...

This is the most powerful person in the ancient times, a good fortune given to himself.

Don't waste yourself!

In this purple air, it seems that in one step, one can grasp the true meaning of reincarnation and perform the reincarnation technique that Meng Xuanzi feared.

It's just that too much purple air scatters from the fingertips, like the fine sand of the Ganges River that can't be grasped, like the passing years.

"I haven't completely transformed into a god, and I'm not enough to understand the power of reincarnation... But if I just imitate this purple energy and create a spell, it may not be impossible... Even if I only imitate a half-fractal shape, this technique can be considered to be contaminated with a trace of the power of reincarnation. The shadow of , and when my realm is enough, with this technique, I will be able to understand reincarnation!"

His eyes are determined, his hands are determined, and he evolves magic.

The 98th, the 99th... Day by day, Ning Fan has stood for 247 days on this 7,000,000 zhang peak!

On the 248th day, he opened his eyes, his fingers condensed, and the purple mist all over his body was like broken glass, turning into crystal dust.

The crystal dust, each grain, is purple gold, like smoke and dust, like sandstorm.

Ning Fan did not understand the true meaning of reincarnation, but he created a spell by himself in the power of reincarnation.

He opened his eyes, turned around blankly, looked in the direction of Meng Xuanzi, and his fingers changed.

At this moment, Meng Xuanzi's face shook violently.

248 days! This child actually stayed in the fantasy world for 248 days!

And judging from this look and finger, it seems that this child has also comprehended the appearance of a spell.

If it's just a spell, that's all, but this spell can't even see the rank!

"No rank? There is only one reason why this technique has no rank... The power involved in this technique is too powerful to be expressed through the rank... He is now cultivated and has not completely transformed into a god, so he uses this technique. , is a middle-grade transformation, but if he breaks through the refinement, then this technique is an illusion! If he becomes an immortal, this technique can be improved step by step, becoming an immortal technique! Not without rank, it is really too rank High, and I can't comprehend it all in one breath!"

Meng Xuanzi's eyes were solemn. The spells that Ning Fan understood were not complete at all, and there were many flaws. With his current cultivation, he could only exert the power of the middle-grade transformation, but the power involved made him, who is an immortal emperor, feel a little tricky...

As Ning Fan pointed to the side, his eyes gradually turned purple.

With the movement of the fingers, the purple-gold wind and sand evolved from the power of reincarnation, like wind and smoke, blowing through the heavens and the earth. It's just that all the rocks and plants caught in the purple-gold wind and smoke have withered and withered at an unimaginable speed!

"Reincarnation, I don't understand... But I do know the feeling of time rushing, a hundred years of shattering, like a boulder, the urgency makes me unable to move... Time, Shaohua, I can understand a little..."

He took a deep breath, completely lost himself, and continued to perfect the third spell that came from his understanding.

Nine steps on the sky, the ink flow distraction technique, each of which is its extremely strong trump card.

This one must be stronger! Because, this is the opportunity given by the Immortal Emperor, comprehend!

"What is time, what is Shaohua... Fenghua means quicksand, and old age is a period of time. This technique can dissolve time and make everything old and decayed. Its name is... Purple Technique, Fengyan!"

Let all haters and bandits become old and turn into dust in the wind and smoke of this finger!

Ning Fan pointed and clicked, and the purple-gold wind smoke rolled towards Meng Xuanzi.

Meng Xuanzi's complexion changed, and his fingers pointed out a blue light, which turned into a hunting breeze, trying to offset the purple-golden smoke.

Although he is a breeze at his fingertips, it is more than enough to offset the spells of high-level transformation.

But when Qingfeng collided with Zijin smoke, it couldn't stop the purple smoke at all. Instead, in the wind and smoke, the wind attenuated and melted.

No matter can escape old age, even the wind!

Zijin Fengyan is a cage of Meng Xuanzi, with the strength of his immortal body. No damage at all.

It's just that although he was not injured, Meng Xuanzi clearly felt his own body. A little old, life was taken away...

under that one contact. The mediocre technique of the middle grade has actually hurt yourself? Although there is only a trace, this is already too ridiculous!

If Meng Xuanzi didn't feel wrong, then the power that took away the vitality involves the power of reincarnation... Although it is specious, it is involved...

"This son, really realized a trace of the power of reincarnation! If this son also has the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor. This finger of wind and smoke is enough to defeat this old man!"

The third step of Zhanfan is over!

Ning Fan's eyes were completely clear and he smiled bitterly. When he was comprehending the spell, he actually attacked Meng Xuanzi, but fortunately, this Meng Xuanzi did not seem to blame himself.

In his heart, he secretly rejoiced at the power of this technique.

This spell is cast. Ning Fan is confident that in the middle stage of killing God Transformation, there is a chance to kill the other party. In the wind and smoke, it turned into fly ash!

On the 248th, the mana increased by 2480 armor, totaling 3495 armor!

And in some insight, he was almost completely transformed into a god, only missing the name of the tablet.

"Thank you Mr. Zidou..."

Ning Fan clasped his fists at the distant purple mist.

The Immortal Sovereign should be dead, and the relationship between master and apprentice in the illusion should only be the inheritance of magic.

It is a power that I cannot understand, but there will be a time when I can understand it, can see through the truth, and realize the reincarnation.

"Young generation, are you interested, fly up to my Void Realm and join my Palace of Monuments..."

For the first time, Meng Xuanzi took the initiative to raise the idea of ​​accepting apprentices!

"The younger generation already has a teacher..."

"Really... that's really a pity..." Meng Xuanzi shook his head and sighed. With his identity, it is enough to take the initiative to speak once, and it is impossible to say the same thing a second time, forcing the other party to be a disciple.

He didn't say more, the sleeve robe rolled up, the world trembled, and Ning Fan appeared under the three gods.

Since it is a demonic god, it is natural to engrave a demon monument.

"This is the technique of 'condensing luck into a pen'. If you engrave your name like this, you can get the blessing of luck..."

Meng Xuanzi rolled up his sleeve robe, and there was already a jade slip, which appeared in front of Ning Fan, was taken into his hand, and pressed between his eyebrows.

In an instant, the art of condensing and transporting into a pen was known.

His luck had already been blessed before the reincarnation, so there was no need for this technique to be superfluous.

Even, under the ink color, there is an amazing purple luck, with first-class luck.

If Ning Fan is willing, he can engrave a purple name, but if he wants, I am afraid that the secret of his luck change will be known by the true immortal who is calculating him, and the gain will outweigh the loss...

"Congeal!"

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves, condensed a golden pen, held it in the middle of the talk, stepped out, stood under the demon monument, raised his hand, and wrote down!

Black name, Ning Fan!

"Black?" Meng Xuanzi was slightly surprised, but immediately shook his head and laughed.

"If you were an ordinary person, if your luck was black, you would have no hope of becoming an immortal, but you are different... Your aptitude is really a monster. Even if your luck is black, I'm afraid it is enough to soar... This old man is on Xuanwu Star, waiting for your immortal day to come. , let's go! Quickly return to the lower realm and fully transform into a god!"

Meng Xuanzi flicked his sleeves and sent Ning Fan back to the lower realm.

Just when he was flicking his sleeves, his mind moved, and he took out another thing and gave it to Ning Fan.

"This thing, Quan Dang old man and you, have a good relationship!"

At the bottom of Longtan, Ning Fan has been sleeping for eleven years!

The boring black dragon is catching the dark beast and devouring it.

The rotting dragon corpse of the royal black dragon, he had already eaten it with his nose.

In the past eleven years, he has eaten almost all the dark beasts in Longtan, and his strength is almost half a step! It's just a pity that when it devoured the blood of the king, the black dragon had a chance to revive the blood of the king, but unfortunately, a barrier made it fail...

There is also a large group of pure demon blood of dark beasts in the body, which was stripped of toxins by the black dragon and refined for eleven years, condensing into a pale golden blood group the size of a fist.

Once the blood group is completely refined, Heilong has the confidence to truly break through the half-step refining!

At that time, although his breath is vain, he is not a king's blood, and he has no demon body.

The same rank may be weak, but against the peak of Shang Huashen, the odds of winning are not small...

Half-step virtuous refinement is a big realm higher than half-step god-turning Ning Fan...

"Once brother breaks through the half-step practice, it's time to try to break free from the demon ban!"

Hei Long sneered, once he broke free from the demon ban, he would be free, and he would not be afraid of Ning Fan.

"With the strength of half-step refining in the future, my brother will definitely crush this evil star, crush him, trample him, and ravage him!"

"Shaxing, you wait, when your grandfather Black Fang refines the demon ban, he will come to eat you!"

The black dragon grinned, but this grin turned into a foolish expression in the next moment.

At the bottom of the pool, Ning Fan, who had been silent for a long time, sat on top of countless bones.

At this moment, its momentum was rising steadily, and there was a coercion that the black dragon could not resist, and it came in shock.

Half-step refining the power of emptiness, in which there is a trace of the power of true immortals, which scared the black dragon into fear.

"This evil star has succeeded in transforming into a god! Why is it so coincidental! And his coercion, but he has just transformed into a god, why has it reached the level of half-step refining!"

Just the momentum, it shook the black dragon's body, and the breath was in chaos.

The black dragon's eyes were shocked, but at this moment, Ning Fan was shocked, suddenly stood up, put away something that Meng Xuanzi had given, and immediately looked at the black dragon with a cold light.

"You want to crush me, trample me, ravage me?"

Demon power, 14750 armor!

Mana, 3495 armor!

Divine Intent, in the middle stage of God Transformation!

Ning Fan looked at Heilong coldly, and ruthlessly urged him to recite the ban. Immediately, Heilong's pained people turned on their backs and wailed endlessly. All their arrogance turned into begging for mercy.

"Master, spare your life! Forgive your life! The younger brother is joking, joking!"

"Just kidding?"

Ning Fan snorted coldly, bent his palm to take a shot, and drew the huge black dragon in front of him, his eyes lit up.

This black dragon's aptitude is really good. After swallowing the dark beast and the dragon corpse of the royal family, his cultivation reached the peak of divine transformation, and he almost awakened the blood of the king. However, there seems to be a barrier that caused him to fail to break through, otherwise his combat power would have to be greatly improved...

In its body, there is a shockingly tempered dark beast blood essence, which has not been completely swallowed... If it is swallowed by oneself, it will not only further enhance the demon power, but also stabilize the state of the initial stage of spiritual transformation.

Such a great supplement is rare.

"Give me the blood of the dark beast!" Ning Fan ordered indifferently.

"What, what! You're going to rob my brother!"

Heilong showed a mourning expression, and before he resisted, he cried out in pain.

The demon ban reminds me...the blood essence, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it.

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