Grasping Evil

() Ning Fan was standing in the empty courtyard. The Qixi Festival had passed and it was already the beginning of autumn. The leaves were falling all over the courtyard, but no one cleaned it.

The twilight was sinking, and Ning Fan looked up at the sky, watching a bright red sunset, faintly understood something, and became increasingly unclear.

He seemed to remember the old demon's advice to get more sun, so that he wouldn't go crazy.

He seemed to think of Zhi He's immature face in Feng Xue.

He seemed to recall the scenes of the sea of ​​blood. At the end of all the sea of ​​blood, stood an unattainable giant. With one step, it could shatter seven plums and one city!

He seemed to see Emperor Nie's smirk, as if there were countless sarcastic voices resounding in all directions.

kill! kill! kill!

Ning Fan's heart is getting more and more chaotic, this is going crazy! He once went into trouble once, and he walked out of lust, and he was rescued by paper cranes.

This time, I went to kill the fire, and I must kill the fire, but if I kill people, I will get deeper and deeper, and one day, I will completely lose my mind!

"Qiuling brought me to Gusu so that I wouldn't be swallowed up by the killing intent... If I succumbed to the killing intent, wouldn't I have failed her!"

"I, Ning Fan, killed people not because I wanted blood, but because I was obsessed with one thought! I am a demon, but I am different from other demons!"

call!

In the courtyard, a gust of wind rose, rolling up fallen leaves.

Any killing intent emerged in his mind, but he did not kill in Suzhou, he was unwilling to give in to the killing intent!

After a long time, the sky gradually darkened, Ning Fan opened his eyes, revealing a clear and bright color.

After forcibly suppressing the killing intent, his mood improved a little again.

And outside the house. There was a knock on the door just in time.

With the knock on the door, a gentle Wu Nong's soft words sounded.

"Is Zhou Gongzi sleeping? My little stone took the son's belongings, and Nujia came to give it back to the son."

Squeak!

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves to open the door,

Outside the door stood a beautiful woman in a Jingchai hemp skirt.

About twenty-eight nine years old. Dressed in sackcloth, blue silk wrapped in white cloth, his appearance is dignified and virtuous, but his expression is sad, as if someone in the family just died.

Holding a basket of eggs in one hand, and a fine sword wrapped in silk in the other,

Seeing that Ning Fan was still standing in the courtyard, but the door of the house opened by itself, the beautiful woman couldn't help but think of the rumor that the house was haunted, and she was a little scared.

Just remembered that my child took other people's things. The beautiful woman mustered her courage. Move your soft shoes. Enter the hospital.

"Who are you?" Ning Fan asked in surprise.

"Nujia Bai Su is Xiao Shi's mother. Listen to Xiao Shi's words. This sword was lent to him by the son, but this sword is too precious. It is a rare weapon. Xiao Shi is still young. If the blade is lost, the family will go bankrupt, and the slave family can't afford to pay for this sword, so I came here to return this sword."

Bai Su tried her best to calm her expression, but she still couldn't hide her fear.

Her beautiful eyes swept across the house, and saw the dimness everywhere, and the lights were not lit. There was a cold wind blowing in the courtyard again, and Ning Fan in front of him was too young and handsome. He secretly thought, the Zhou Gongzi who bought the haunted house in front of him, could it be a monster...

Yes, such a good sword can only be possessed by the legendary monsters and ghosts, how can mortal swordsmen have such a good sword.

Bai Sufujun had just died of illness for half a year, and she still did not take off her filial piety, and led a small stone to live alone.

She thought to herself that she was quite beautiful. If Ning Fan was really a demon, it would be a big mistake to enter this haunted house by herself. If she fell into the hands of this demon, she would definitely be chaste.

Ning Fan didn't know that in Bai Su's eyes, he was already suspected of being a monster.

Ning Fan didn't even know that this beautiful woman wearing hemp and filial piety was worried that her virginity would be taken away by him.

"Oh, you are Xiao Shi's mother... Are you here to return the sword? That sword is just something that I useless, even if I give it to Xiao Shi, there is no need to return it..."

Ning Fan shook his head, but after Bai Su heard this, he immediately said with a serious face, forgetting his fear,

"Young Master Zhou, this is a poor statement! If you can have such a good sword, you must be a swordsman. As a swordsman, how can you see the sword as nothing, and how can you give it away at will! Although my husband died early, he was not a swordsman. He used to be the most famous blacksmith in Suzhou, and he has seen many famous swordsmen. My husband once said, swordsmen, you should be obsessed with the sword! When there is a momentum, the sword is there, and the sword is dead!"

Bai Su's words were like a shower of sweet rain and dew on Ning Fan's heart.

Originally, Ning Fan couldn't comprehend the meaning of the sword from the sharp sword, but he felt that something was missing. Now, when he heard Bai Su's words, he seemed to have an epiphany!

"That's right! The reason why I haven't condensed the sword intent is that I have lost my attachment to the sword! Swordsmen, be attached to the sword!"

Ning Fan did not agree with Bai Sujian's death.

But Ning Fan nodded and agreed with the words 'attachment to the sword'.

You can't be wrong, what Xiao Shishi has is an obsession and obsession with swords!

Can only be the ultimate in love, so the ultimate in swordsmanship!

Only the power is great at the sword, so the power is great at the mind!

Ning Fan's whole body gradually became enlightened, exuding an aggressive and fierce sword qi. This sword qi made Bai Su, who was quite knowledgeable, immediately open his lips slightly, unbelievable.

"Good, very strong sword energy! The slave family has been in Suzhou for 29 years, but they have never seen such an amazing sword energy!"

Originally, Bai Su only thought that Ning Fan was a poor swordsman who did not hesitate to use the sword.

At this moment, Bai Su does not know where Ning Fan is.

"Sword Return!"

Ning Fan looked at Bai Su's embrace, and took a picture from the air. With a great power of ingestion, he took the silk sword in the beautiful woman's arms into his hand.

"Shooting objects from the air! This is clearly a swordsman with extremely high internal skills, which can only be used!"

Bai Sumei's eyes were shocked, but this shock immediately turned into a quiet blush.

The strength of that intake was so strong that it not only took away the sword, but also brushed over her chest, like a pair of invisible hands, rubbing hard on her chest.

This was naturally an accident. Ning Fan didn't notice that it was impossible for Bai Su to explain such a shameful thing.

Mei Mu looked at Ning Fan's expression focused on the sword, Bai Su believed that this kind of swordsman, who was extremely skilled in swords, would not be able to do something like stroking his breasts.

"That's just an accident... Young Master Zhou, I'm afraid he is a peerless swordsman! Ruofujun is not dead. If you can see Young Master Zhou's sword and see such a swordsman in the world, you will definitely smile at Jiuquan..."

"My husband's wish in life is to make Xiao Shishi a peerless swordsman. If Xiao Shishi can teach him art..."

The beautiful woman looked at Ning Fan, then at herself, and sighed softly.

Ning Fan was dressed in white, made of fabrics she had never seen before, so she must be someone who was either rich or expensive.

As for myself, since the death of my husband, my family has been in decline, so how can I have spare money for the child to worship a famous teacher...

In Bai Su's eyes, Ning Fan is definitely the top swordsman master in Gusu City!

This kind of master, little stone can't worship...

After a long time. Ning Fan dissipated his aura. Tear off the silk. Looking at the gleaming blue sword again, his eyes were different.

When his mind is attached to the sword, he seems to be able to hear the breathing sound of the sword... This is the extreme sword!

leftover. Just transition from extreme sword to extreme intent to condense sword intent!

Speaking of which, I was able to successfully understand this step, thanks to Bai Su's reminder.

Ning Fan raised his eyes and said in surprise,

"Huh? Madam hasn't left yet? It's getting late, Madam is still alive and staying in Zhou's mansion seems to be easy to cause gossip, right?"

"Yes, yes..."

Bai Su was secretly embarrassed, of course she knew that it was extremely inappropriate to run into Ning Fan's house in the middle of the night.

It's just that she didn't think about men and women before. Yi Xin just admired Ning Fan's advanced swordsmanship, and wondered if there was a possibility for Xiao Shitou to apprentice to Ning Fan.

Now that she was reminded by Ning Fan, she naturally reacted, hesitating, hesitating, and finally unable to open her mouth, she sighed faintly and was about to leave.

When he left, he remembered that he had also brought a basket of eggs, originally to thank Ning Fan for the little stone and sword, didn't he?

"The slave family knows that Zhou Gongzi's family has a big business, and they don't care about these things, but this basket of eggs is some gratitude from the slave family. Thank you for your willingness to borrow a small stone for the sword... I heard that Mrs. Zhou was infected, and these eggs are just fine. Make up your body for the lady."

Bai Su handed the egg to Ning Fan, with a decent demeanor and a blessing.

Ning Fan took the egg and his heart suddenly trembled.

This egg is the love of neighbors and villagers in the mortal world.

In the cultivation world, giving gifts to strangers is a stupid thing.

But in the mortal world, this is just a basic etiquette for expressing goodwill.

"Thank you..." Ning Fan sighed, this kind of kindness he had not felt for a long time.

"Pfft... Young Master is really a wonderful person. It's just a basket of eggs, so thank you."

Bai Su pursed his lips and smiled, with a variety of styles. At this moment, Xu Qiuling woke up, pushed the door out of the house, and asked softly,

"Brother, it's getting late, why don't you light the lights. Eh? Are there any guests coming..."

Xu Qiuling was three-pointed sick, seventy-point beautiful, standing in the night, like an exiled fairy.

When Bai Su saw Xu Qiuling's beauty, she was shocked and laughed secretly.

Zhou Gongzi has such a beautiful wife, how can he do anything to an ugly woman, I really think too much...

"Nujia Baisu, I have seen Mrs. Zhou. It is getting late today. I will come to see you another day."

Bai Su bowed again and left.

Xu Qiuling also showed brilliance. If Bai Su was a few years younger, her appearance might not be much inferior to her own. After returning the gift, he saw Bai Su, and then looked at Ning Fan carrying eggs, Xu Qiuling burst out a smile, inexplicably poking a smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you, the big devil, you will carry a basket of eggs... If you look at this appearance, if you are seen by the monks from the sea, I don't know how many will be shocked."

…

In Gusu City, the rumor that a young man surnamed Zhou bought the haunted house was gradually forgotten after some heated discussions.

And the people near the haunted house gradually became acquainted with Ning Fan.

They know that this family is a little strange. During the day, Ning Fan would sit in the courtyard, open the door, and focus on the sword.

In the evening, Ning Fan will bring a peerless beauty to go boating on the Su River in Suzhou.

However, no one knew that Ning Fan still had a night life, that is, he healed Xu Qiuling's fragrant medicated bath all night long.

Many rumors show that Ning Fan is a swordsman, but no one has seen him use a sword.

The children gradually stopped making fun of Ning Fan. Only the small stone seemed to come every day. Ning Fan looked at the sword, and he looked at the sword, as if he wanted to learn something.

"Uncle Zhou, are you really not a swordsman? I tell me, I promise not to tell my mother!" Xiao Shi begged.

"No..." Ning Fan told the truth that he was indeed not a swordsman.

Every moment. The small stone will show disappointment.

And when it was evening, Bai Su would definitely come, take away the entangled small stones, and occasionally prepare some food and drinks. Give it to Ning Fan.

As a result, the rumors about Ning Fan gradually only had a reputation for being lewd and lewd.

During the day, he hooked up with the widow of the blacksmith's house, and at night, he went boating with Mei Xiao. All these fames fell on Ning Fan's head.

To Ning Fan, his reputation was nothing but a cloud, but to Bai Su, once his reputation was smeared, it would be difficult to clear it.

Whether it is to go to Suhe Huanyi. Or go to the market to sell cloth. She is always being pointed at.

How does Ren Baisu explain. No one believed that she had thought many times that she would never step into Ning Fan's house again, just to let Little Stone learn the sword. She gritted her teeth again to endure the stigma.

"Is this my mother..." Ning Fan closed his eyes and said something Xiao Shishi couldn't understand.

A month later, Ning Fan seemed to realize something from his sharp sword, put away the sharp sword, and then took out a Ziwei soft sword.

This sword is also a low-grade magic weapon. Compared with the sharp sword, it has less Gang Ling, but more treacherous changes.

"Uncle Zhou, you don't look at sharp swords anymore? How do you look at soft swords? Soft swords, can you fight and kill..." Little Stone asked in confusion.

"Of course…"

Ning Fan flicked the soft sword in his hand. The rockery in the courtyard smashed into pieces after a snort of sword light!

Xiao Shitou was stunned. This was the first time he had seen Ning Fan make a move with his own eyes.

A sword energy smashed the rockery with three people in the air, which has reached the level of magic!

"Uncle Zhou, you, you lied to me, you are clearly a swordsman!" Xiao Shishi said excitedly, and he was even more determined to learn swordsmanship from Ning Fan.

"I didn't lie to you. I am indeed not a swordsman. You have good qualifications. Maybe one day, when you walk on my path, you will understand my words."

Ning Fan shook his head and laughed, that sword, he did not use the slightest mana, let alone the internal strength of ordinary martial arts, just imagined the sword qi in his heart, and the sword qi condensed.

This is the prototype of Sword Intent!

For the first month, Ning Fan only looked at the sword.

In the second month, Ning Fan only looked at the soft sword.

The way of a sharp sword is to be fierce and sturdy and invincible.

The way of the soft sword is that it is treacherous and changeable, soft and difficult to deal with.

In the third month, Ning Fan took out more than 100 pieces of low-grade flying swords, and took a breath in front of the small stone. The body of the more than 100 pieces of flying swords suddenly burned with black fire. In just a moment, they were calcined into a three-handled sword. A epee that is as long as a foot and as heavy as a rock!

Little Stone was stunned. He felt that Uncle Zhou might not really be a swordsman, but a legendary sword fairy.

He became more and more obsessed with swordsmanship. In the end, he stayed at Ning Fan's house all day, unable to drag him away. Bai Su had to spend a lot of effort every time to take this silly child away.

The weather started to get cold. In the fourth month, it snowed heavily in Gusu, and the thatched hut of Xiaoshitou's house was crushed by the wind and snow. At the invitation of Xu Qiuling, Bai Su took the child and lived in Ning Fan's villa.

Ning Fan robbed the five elders, and the silver in his family was like a mountain, and he didn't need to show his face to make money.

She didn't want to be favored by others, so she took care of all the housework in the village, and Xu Qiuling no longer rested during the day, her complexion became more and more rosy, and she was with Bai Su every day, and she was like a sister.

In the fourth month, Ning Fan broke a peach tree in the courtyard and cut out a wooden sword.

Little Stone didn't understand at all.

A sharp sword is sharp, a soft sword is treacherous, and an epee is heavy. What are the advantages of a wooden sword?

Can a wooden sword cut people? Can you kill the enemy!

If so, wouldn't everyone dare to charge into battle with a wooden sword in battle?

Outside the mansion, Xiao Shishi didn't even look at the lively scene of the champion parading horses across the street.

People laugh at him for being obsessed with swords, he laughs at people who are frivolous, hard-working, young in speech, but old-fashioned.

"What about the champion? How can there be a sword in the imperial examinations, such as a sword of happiness and revenge!"

In Gusu City, Zhao Dashan was over eighty years old and married a beautiful concubine who was thirteen years old. Many villagers went to watch, but Xiao Shishi didn't even look at the wedding party.

People laugh at him for being obsessed with swords, and he laughs at people who are addicted to alcohol.

"Wine, sex, wealth and energy are all false, and a sword in the hand is the truth!"

Little Stone was still a mortal, but under the influence of Ning Fan, his heart was almost filled with swords.

As long as his experience increases in the future, he holds a sword in his hand, and he can be a peerless swordsman in every world, and it is difficult to find a defeat.

In Xian Ke shatters the void, the waves turn over the clouds!

He has this qualification!

Ning Fan held the wooden sword and gradually stopped moving. Even waving the wooden sword would stir up smoke and dust.

That is a realm where there is no trick to win, but. not enough…

In the fifth month, Ning Fan didn't have a sword in his hand, and flicked his fingers into a sword.

An invisible aura condensed on Ning Fan. Just one last step, and it's ready to go.

Little Stone's eyes were fiery. When he saw Ning Fan flick his fingers, his sword qi shot up, and the 30,000-pound boulder shattered. At that moment, a frenzy rose in Little Stone's heart...

He's going to be a swordsman!

"Uncle Zhou, I want to be a swordsman, can you be my master!"

Snapped!

Little Stone knelt in front of Ning Fan, but Ning Fan just smiled and shook his head.

"Your kendo aptitude is not necessarily weaker than mine. If you worship me, you will be mistaken. You only need to remember my five-month sword-learning process. With this insight, one person and one sword will challenge the world all the way. Swordsman. Finally, one day, you will find your own swordsmanship."

"You are still too young, you only have a sword in your eyes, and you don't have life. It's not enough... Gusu is a good place to get along with your mother and be filial to your mother. These are two medicinal pills, you and your mother take them separately. One piece can prolong your life for a hundred years. This book is a book of kendo exercises that will lead you on the road. But I have a request, if your swordsmanship is not invincible, you cannot open this book!"

"When one day, when you seek defeat in the world and cannot be defeated, you can open this technique and enter the cultivation world. This will be a brand new world with more challenges that will satisfy you!"

Ning Fan's eyes swept across Gusu, he had been detained here for five months, and it was time to leave. Silver taels and houses are reserved for small stones. Along with the sharp swords, soft swords, heavy swords, and wooden swords that were readily available to him, they were also left to him one by one.

Holding Xu Qiuling in his arms, Ning Fan stepped out and turned into a sword light and disappeared out of thin air.

At this scene, Xiao Shitou was stunned, while Bai Su had a trace of sadness for no reason.

"Young Master Zhou is gone... It turns out that he is not a mortal. It turns out that there are really immortals in this world..."

A great loss came to my heart, and I couldn't explain it clearly.

Bai Su didn't know what the mood was, just sighed softly,

"That's fine..."

…

With a flash of sword light, Ning Fan took Xu Qiuling in his arms, and stepped out of the island into the sea. Under the deep sea, 90,000 feet, he waved the sword light, opened up the sea, and left a waterless space.

Xu Qiuling's life is golden, and after five months of recuperation, 90% has recovered.

After taking it, just pour in a very strong golden energy at the end, and she can be cured!

Ning Fan slapped the storage bag, took out the dark red immortal trapping sword fragment, his eyes flashed, and he swallowed it.

The fragment forced into the sea of ​​consciousness and was swallowed by the sword intent. In an instant, his sword intent rose sharply, and the sword intent he had learned in five months, at this moment, broke through the last barrier!

Sword intent, congeal!

Without sword intent, it is not a true sword cultivator. With Sword Intent, you can only exert 200% of the power with sword moves!

"Congratulations to your eldest brother for your successful sword intent! Just leave Gusu like this, is it really good... That little stone, aren't you going to accept him as a disciple, that Bai Su, aren't you going to..."

"The predestined relationship is over!" Ning Fan answered decisively.

A mortal should have a mortal life. Although he finally gave Xiao Shi a sword cultivation technique, if Xiao Shi cannot reach the realm of invincibility in the mortal world, he will not allow Xiao Shi to cultivate.

Cultivation is a road of no return, and it may not be suitable for mortals. There is too much blood here. If you can enjoy the peace of Suzhou, why should you be caught in an endless battle like Ning Fan?

The matter of Gusu was forgotten by Ning Fan.

The most beautiful memory in his life was once only Qimei, then Luo Yun, and now Gusu.

If possible, he would like to live in Suzhou forever for the rest of his life, but he has reasons why he cannot stop.

"Next, I will force out a bit of the sword power, guide it into your fairy veins, and help you refine this power. If everything is successful, not only will your life be filled with gold, but your cultivation will definitely rise, at least you can Reach the realm of half-step god transformation!"

"I don't care about the realm of cultivation. If I don't die, if I can continue to accompany you and relieve the fatigue of killing for you, I will be content..."

Xu Qiuling looked at Ning Fan affectionately, the two palms touched each other, and a trace of sword power was forced into Xu Qiuling's body from Ning Fan's palm.

In an instant, Xu Qiuling showed pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

If you can't bear the pain, you are not qualified to stay with Ning Fan...

What is pain? Although the orchid withered day by day, it was not waiting for the return of the butterfly, and even if it was waiting, it was just ashes...

ah!

Xu Qiuling clenched her silver teeth and almost lost consciousness in pain, but she desperately opened her eyes and looked at Ning Fan.

It seemed that as long as she looked at Ning Fan, no matter how painful it was, she didn't care.

call!

An increasingly strong momentum began to take shape in Xu Qiuling's body.

Everyone asserts that she will not live long, but she has to be more proud... to live!

With the completion of the life, the realm suppressed by the pain began to improve rapidly.

In the past, Xu Qiuling was not unable to break through the Nascent Soul, but she did not dare, because breaking through the Nascent Soul requires the unity of the five elements.

But the mana that has been cultivated over the years has been accumulated in the body, just for this day... to bloom!

Mana, 5500 armor, half-step god!

"Big brother! I, I..." Xu Qiuling burst into tears with joy.

She finally defeated her fate and survived!

In an instant, countless tribulation thunders descended and sank into the bottom of the sea. Ning Fan wanted to help Xu Qiuling block the tribulation thunder, but saw Xu Qiuling shaking his head and smiling indifferently.

"It's okay... I can! I don't want to be a woman who drags you down!"