Grasping Evil

() Ning Fan rewarded Xue Qing with a six-turn elixir and ten fifth-turn elixir. To Xue Qing, these medicinal herbs were rare treasures, but to Ning Fan, they were just a dispensable thing.

Xue Qing excitedly accepted the medicinal pills, and after three times and nine bows, he immediately retired, eager to dissect these medicinal pills and study them carefully.

He had never seen a six-turn pill in his life, and was excited like an old urchin.

Looking at the back of Xue Qing's hurried retreat, Ning Fan couldn't help laughing. He had two disciples in his life, both of whom were madmen who were obsessed with alchemy.

Yang Gu is the second apprentice, Xue Qing is the first apprentice.

Yang Gu's alchemy qualifications are higher than Xue Qing, but Xue Qing's obsession with alchemy is far higher than Yang Gu's, and Xue Qing's dog nose is getting smarter, he can smell the smell of medicine soul, and he can also smell Ning Fan's position can be regarded as a rare talent.

Qualification is not the most important thing in Taoism. Maybe one day, Xue Qing's alchemy technique can surpass Yang Gu, because Xue Qing has a persistent heart.

After Xue Qing left, only Ning Fan, Lanmei and Bailu were left in Mingyuetan.

Like Zhihe, the two women suppressed their cultivation to the peak of Rongling.

Last night, Ning Fan and Zhi He cultivated together, dredging Zhi He's immortal veins, breaking through some small bottlenecks, and clearing the obstacles for Zhi He to break through the golden elixir.

Today, it is not possible to give generously to others, so naturally, I also need to help Lanmei and Egret to guide the fairy veins.

"Ning Fan! Now that you're back, let's settle the old accounts! Forty years ago, you paid for me, I'm not your opponent, but now I'm not what I used to be, hum! Today's elders must be ruthless. To retaliate for you, to avenge the grievances of the past, you must be completely destroyed by your cultivation base!"

The egret's eyebrows twitched. Although her tone was vicious, her expression was charming and charming. She threw herself into Ning Fan's arms and began to caress Ning Fan's chest. An expression that was about to rectify Ning Fan on the spot.

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, could he understand that the egret was throwing his arms in his arms?

"Uh, this palace still has something to deal with, let's go first." Lan Mei saw this. Pretty blushed, turned around and left. She is not as bold as the egret, so she throws her arms directly into her arms.

Lan Mei was about to turn around, but Ning Fan reached out and grabbed Hao's wrist and was not allowed to leave.

"Don't rush to leave, it's rare to meet again, I'll help you clear the fairy veins."

Ning Fan fought back,

Get out of the arms of the egret. And hold the egret in his arms. Ignoring Lanmei's slight struggle, she embraced Lanmei and turned into a light in one step, escaping towards Lanmei's boudoir. Familiar with the road.

Before Lanmei and Bailu could react, they were brought into the room by Ning Fan and pushed down on the bed. The two girls immediately understood what was going to happen when they saw Ning Fan's ambiguous smile.

The egret has not been exposed to rain and dew for 40 years. Immediately winked like silk, whispered softly, unbuttoned his clothes by himself, and prepared to be happy.

Lanmei is still a virgin, so she can't help but feel a little nervous when she only uses the back court to take care of her. The body is a little stiff.

The moment Ning Fan untied the red silk tent, the blue eyebrows lowered their eyelids as if expecting and shy

When dusk fell, Ning Fan left the Ghost Sparrow Sect.

After some cloud and rain, with the help of the double cultivation technique, Ning Fan meticulously channeled the two daughters' immortal veins.

Before leaving the Ghost Sparrow Sect, Ning Fan gave Lanmei and Bailu a reassurance and told the two daughters that he would definitely resolve the matter of the Great Jin and the kingdom.

The two girls didn't know how high Ning Fan's cultivation base was, but after this double cultivation, the two girls' cultivation base had skyrocketed.

Some small bottlenecks were directly broken through, and even the golden elixir bottleneck was touched, and the two women could close up and form elixir almost at any time.

Ning Fan has only cultivated with them once, and the improved cultivation is worth a year of self-cultivation for them!

It's not difficult for the two girls to guess that Ning Fan's cultivation base is absolutely shocking, far beyond their realm, otherwise there would never be such a significant double cultivation effect!

"What kind of cultivation is he now! Could it be that Suyi Hou that Sister Zhihe said is really him?" Lanmei and Bailu both covered their mouths, with a little surprise, but more joy.

Ning Fan is not what it used to be, they are naturally happy for Ning Fan.

"Looks like I'll never think about picking him up in my life." Bailu deliberately sighed, but her eyes were full of joy, she was really a duplicitous woman.

Ning Fan left Guique, disappeared, and quietly went to some sects in Yue Kingdom.

Taixu School, Ziguang Sect Ning Fan walked through sects, the old site of Hehuan Sect, and the ruins of Tianli Sect

Scenes of memories flashed in his mind. Back then, he was still a teenager and had to set foot on the sea of ​​blood for revenge.

Forty years of pain, madness, and grief have passed, the past is like a dream, and it can no longer make his heart lake a little turbulent.

He went to the Hu family, and he still remembered the promise he made for a Xiu Dan and Hu Fengzi, the ancestor of the Hu family, and made three shots for the Hu family.

He stood on the top of Hanyue Mountain, in front of his tomb for Hu Fengzili.

Under the protection of his prestige, the Hu family has not declined and still exists, but Hu Fengzi's grave is already overgrown with weeds

Ning Fan squatted in front of Hu Fengzi's grave, pulled the weeds from the grave for Hu Fengzi, and sighed softly.

"You sacrificed your life to protect the Hu family, but they forgot you, and even neglected to take care of your grave"

"Now it seems that what you paid for them is not worth it."

Ning Fan stood up, looked at the gradually sinking sunset, was silent and turned away.

He didn't bestow any favors on the Hu family, perhaps because he didn't like the Hu family's unkindness.

After a few steps, Ning Fan had fled from the western region of Yue Kingdom to Pingyun Mountain in the eastern region.

The spiritual energy of Pingyun Mountain is thin, and there are no monks practicing here. There is only one village in the mountain, called Ping'an Village, which is a mortal village.

This village was the mortal village where Ning Gu lived.

Ning Fan and Ning Gu had been apart for forty years, and he really wanted to see his younger brother.

He walked along the mountain road, riding the twilight, and slowly walked to the outside of Ping'an Village, looking at the slightly unfamiliar scenery and sighing a little.

The mountain road outside the village is covered with sparse camellias, and there were not so many camellias back then.

At the entrance of the village, several children with yellow hair and stubble are fluttering butterflies, which is quite childish.

When he saw Ning Fan coming, he immediately came over with a smile and asked, "Is my uncle a passing businessman? Do you want to stay overnight in our Ping'an Village?"

"I'm not a businessman, and I'm not here to stay overnight. I've been to Ping'an Village before, and I'm here today to find an old friend."

"Old friend? Who is uncle looking for? We can help you guide the way. But uncle said he has been to Ping'an Village. Why haven't we met uncle?"

"Of course you haven't seen me, just keep playing. You don't have to show me the way, I know the way."

Ning Fan laughed. It has been more than 40 years since he left Vietnam, how could these seven or eight-year-old children see him?

His spiritual thoughts scattered in the village. Suddenly, he sighed, and many of the mortal mountain people that he had seen in those days had already passed away.

The lifespan of mortals is really short. Only in the past forty years, there are so many old faces missing.

Most of the old people in those days were buried in loess, and the young people of that year also became old people.

Several old men were sitting at the entrance of the village smoking dry cigarettes, and they looked at Ning Fan and felt a little familiar. However, he couldn't remember where he had seen Ning Fan, he just smiled politely at Ning Fan.

Forty years have passed, and it is impossible for the memory of the old people to remember the passers-by who met each other countless years ago.

Forty years later, it is impossible for children to see Ning Fan's voice.

Children do not know each other. Laughing to ask where the guest came from, but I don't know, Ning Fan had been here a long time ago.

After saying goodbye to these children and smiling at the elders in the village, Ning Fan walked into the mountain village alone. Familiarly passed through the huts and walked straight to one of them.

On the wall of the thatched hut, there were still two old longbows hanging. I don't know how many years they have not been pulled, and the paint is a little dark.

Chaimen on both sides. Inside the fence, all kinds of camellias are planted, but they are neglected and many weeds grow.

Ning Fan knocked on the firewood door lightly, he could feel the breath of a man in the hut, he knew it was his younger brother Ning Gu.

Hearing the sound of Ning Fan knocking on the door, an old man who was nearly sixty years old slowly walked out of the hut, with an indelible sadness in his old eyes.

The old man's turbid eyes were full of despair, but when he saw Ning Fan, he immediately froze, showing a very complicated expression, "It's you, you're finally here"

Then he coughed a few more times, and smiled bitterly, "I've waited for you for a long time. If I don't see you, I don't want to go with her at ease."

Ning Fan looked at the old man and sighed deeply, "Ning Gu, how did you become like this?"

This old man is Ning Gu, his face is full of weather and frost, and he is old and no longer as handsome as he used to be.

Ning Fan was puzzled, Ning Gu used to be a cultivator anyway, even if his cultivation base was sealed, even if he had practiced the Fate Ruler, he would not grow old so fast.

"Is this picture bad? Cough, cough, cough" The old man coughed and smiled bitterly, "Enron died."

"I don't want to live alone when she died. I would like to accompany her to die, but I still have one wish left unfulfilled. I can't just die like this. I'm sorry. I finally remembered you, but it took forty years. I'm sorry, big brother!"

The old man had tears in his old eyes, and there was an inescapable sadness in his expression. Suddenly, he knelt down to Ning Fan across the Chaimen.

He remembered Ning Fan, remembered all the joys and sorrows, and he had to see Ning Fan again before he could die peacefully.

Now that he saw Ning Fan and finished his apology to Ning Fan, his death wish was already cute, but the guilt in his heart could not be erased.

He felt guilty and hated that it took him forty years to remember that he once had an elder brother named Ning Fan.

He felt even more guilty. He felt that his heart was ashes, and he went away with peace of mind. He couldn't accompany Ning Fan through the lonely road of self-cultivation.

"An Ran actually went too"

Ning Fan sighed, closed his eyes, and recalled the girl from the mountain village he met forty years ago.

The agile eyes still appeared in front of him, but the person was no longer there.

An Ran is a mortal who loves Ning Gu.

She died, Ning Gu died of grief, Ning Fan can understand it a little bit

"I obviously have a longevity elixir that she doesn't take? If she takes it, she shouldn't die."

"She's not willing to eat those good things, she's already served it to me without telling me she's a good woman." The old man was heartbroken.

On the day of An Ran's death, Ning Gu dissipated on his own, and lost his cultivation.

He had mana in his body and wouldn't grow old so fast, but when he lost his mana, he immediately aged rapidly, and his lifespan was running out.

As long as we see Ning Fan again, Ning Gu will accompany Anto die.

"Brother, I'm sorry for this path of cultivation, I can't accompany you down this road"

"What do you say? If you don't want to cultivate, how can I force you. Get up and take me to see An Ran's grave."

Ning Fan pushed open the firewood door. He helped Ning Gu and sighed slightly.

He knew Ning Gu and what Ning Gu was thinking at the moment.

he knows. This silly little brother saw him at this moment, but his last wish was fulfilled. Desperate for death.

Ning Fan didn't stop him, and he knew that he couldn't stop him.

But he can still do one more thing for Ning Gu, and that thing can still allow him to live a happy and ordinary life.

"Okay, big brother, I'll take you to see An Ran!"

Behind the house stood a low mound with a wooden tablet in front of it.

Tomb of Beloved Wife Enron

Ning Gu took out some incense paper money from the house. It was lit in front of An Ran's grave.

He took out two more wine jars and drank with Ning Fan.

The wine is the camellia wine of Ping'an Village. Warm in the throat, not spicy.

Ning Fan stood in front of An Ran's grave, holding the wine jar with one hand, and took a big sip.

Ning Gu didn't drink, just stared at An Ran's grave. Sad smile.

"Brother, have you been doing well these past few years, and are you happy to practice Taoism?"

"Whether it's fast or not, I can't avoid this road, the only way is to move forward." Ning Fan said calmly.

"I am very happy. I was very happy when I lived with An Ran. I was so happy that I couldn't bear to part with her. I originally hated cultivation, fighting, murder, intrigue, and the endless sea of ​​cultivation blood. I stubbornly don't teach An Ran the art of self-cultivation and convincing, and I just want to let her live a dull life, because she also doesn't like fighting or killing."

"I originally thought so, and I did. But when An Ran died, I was lost again. The life of a mortal is really short. If An Ran and I were practicing Taoism, would we be able to be together longer? Before An Ran died, she told me that she had no regrets in the life she met with me."

"The life of a mortal is like life and death, like the morning dew, like the passing of a white horse, but it's just in a hurry."

"A monk's life is long and exhausting, such as Qiu Chan, such as the bees, butterflies, insects and ants of Feiyinggou, but it is not true happiness."

"I have regretted it, and I have been lost. My heart is aching, and I miss all the times when I was with An Ran. If I cultivate the Tao, I may be able to stay with her for a long time, but I am even more convinced that if my life is to come again, I will do something with her. The same choice, to be a mortal companion for a lifetime."

"To accompany her sick, to accompany her to grow old, to accompany her to be plain, to accompany her to die is my wish, brother, I want to accompany An Ran, I'm sorry. I can't accompany you to the end of this lonely path of self-cultivation, my The heart can't be filled with Taoism, it can only be filled with her shadow"

After Ning Gu said that, he suddenly picked up the wine jar and took a sip, but his vitality was passing by rapidly.

When the wine was exhausted, Ning Gu glanced at Ning Fan guiltily, but turned to look at An Ran's grave gently.

"However, I have already met my eldest brother, and my wish has been fulfilled, so I will come to find you. You have been waiting for me for a long time. In the next life, I still want to meet you in the season when the camellias are in full bloom, but I have no confidence, in the crowd of people. find you again"

Ning Gu quietly leaned against the gravestone, fell down gently, smiled, and passed away.

Ning Fan felt a pain in his heart, closed his eyes, and stood there for a long time.

He had countless means to save Ning Gu, but he didn't do it.

Ning Gu's life was too painful, so Ning Fan promised him a new life.

Ning Gu wanted to live a mortal life and wanted to meet An Ran again. Ning Fan could fulfill all of his wishes.

"None of you will die in peace. Back then, I gave you a hairpin, and there was a sword in it, which not only protects your body, but also traps a strand of your soul."

Ning Fan muttered to himself, and with a flick of his sleeve, Ning Gu's body disappeared, and then there was another grave in front of An Ran's grave, with a monument standing on it, writing:

The tomb of the younger brother Ning Gu.

Immediately, Ning Fan took a photo of the two tombs, and two ghosts flew out of the tombs in confusion. It was An Ran and Ning Gu.

"Go to sleep for a while"

Ning Fan lightly pointed a finger between the eyebrows of the two souls, put them in a deep sleep, put the two souls in his sleeves, escaped from Ping'an Village, and galloped towards the south of the country of Yue.

I don't know how many countries of self-cultivation he has traveled through, but Ning Fan made calculations all the way, and finally stopped outside the city of a mortal kingdom.

The name of the country is Tang, and the name of the city is Chang'an.

In Chang'an City, there are two official families, and their wives are all giving birth today.

The two families have been married for generations, the mansion is only separated by a wall, and the two wives gave birth on the same day.

The two families agreed that if the two babies to be born were of the same sex. become brothers and sisters.

If there is a man and a woman, the baby will be kissed.

Today, the two wives gave birth at the same time, which was a great day. The two wives had a difficult childbirth at the same time, and the two wives were frail. Even the best stable woman and doctor in the city have nothing to do, asserting that the lives of the two ladies are hanging by a thread.

Ning Fan has calculated that the two unborn fetuses are a boy and a girl.

Ning Fan also calculated that without his intervention, both wives would have died of dystocia today.

He took out the souls of Ning Gu and An Ran, and quietly disappeared. Came to the two families and put their souls into the wombs of the two ladies.

Immediately, he personally shot, urging mana. Help two difficult-to-child wives give birth to children.

When the two beautiful babies were born at the same time, the doctors and the mother-in-law were all stunned.

"How, how is it possible! It was born!"

"Could it be that an immortal appeared and rescued the two ladies?!"

Ning Fan didn't show up, just stunned.

He saw a white line in the bodies of the two babies, Ning Gu and An Ran. Extending out of the body, the two white lines wanted to connect with each other, but couldn't.

"What line is this!"

Ning Fan never knew that there would still be such white lines in the human body. He probed carefully, and noticed an extraordinary power of the Great Dao from the white line. Contains great vitality!

"Connect their white lines, and they will not be separated from life to life." Luo You suddenly reminded in the yin and yang lock.

"Is this white thread used for this purpose?"

Ning Fan was surprised, but he did what he said, holding the white thread of the two of them and tying them lightly on their little fingers.

The white line is not visible to the naked eye, even if it is refining and shattering, it may not be able to see it. Ning Fan vaguely guessed that the white line is unusual.

"With this thread, no matter how many times you and An Ran are reincarnated, they will meet again. That's fine. Your wish has finally been fulfilled."

"Ning Gu, no matter what you want, I will give it to you, because I am your elder brother, and the elder brother is like a father. Since your wish is to be a mortal couple with An Ran, I will allow you to live like this, but you Remember one thing. A woman who has been in bed must protect her all her life, and don’t let her be hurt in the slightest. Since this is the path you chose, you must follow this path from beginning to end, remember!”

Ning Fan was hidden, and only Ning Gu could hear his words.

Ning Gu was obviously just a little baby, but he didn't cry or make trouble. He stared at Ning Fan's direction with his dark eyes and babbled, not knowing what to say.

Perhaps this is Ning Gu's thanks and guarantee to Ning Fan.

"The next time we meet, I don't know when it will be"

Ning Fan was a little disappointed, and walked away in a single step, leaving Tang Country in a hurry.

On this day, he personally buried Ning Gu, and personally promised Ning Gu a rebirth, and he had a little understanding of reincarnation in his heart.

That kind of insight is the understanding of life and death, and life and death are included in reincarnation.

Because of these insights, he saw the strange white line

"I saw the two of them die, and I built a grave for them with my own hands. It feels very subtle that I promise them to be reborn and send them reincarnated with my own hands."

"But what is that white line?"

Ning Fan's heart was touched, he slapped the storage bag, and took out a yellowed, wordless ancient book, which was found by chance in the Ghost Sparrow Sect back then, and it was the legacy of Immortal Emperor Zidou.

This book is not a practice technique, nor does it record any cultivation experience, but it leaves behind Zi Dou's subtle mood of mourning for his friends.

Because Ning Fan touched the edge of the power of reincarnation, the wordless ancient book had already revealed a small poem.

"When a person dies like a lamp goes out, reincarnation blows and rekindles. Immortals die like a thought, and this life will never return."

Ning Fan recited this poem, walked through the lower-level cultivation countries, and stood on the top of an unnamed barren mountain.

He faintly noticed that there seemed to be a power similar to the control of life and death in the white line.

"What line is that?" he asked himself.

"That's the way of life. Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to send your younger brother reincarnated in one life, you can get the insight of life and death, and thus see the way of life, I am really surprised. I don't know how many old shattered monsters will envy you." Luo You sighed.

"The way of life? What is that?" Ning Fan asked in surprise.

"That's the line that only human beings can see, and it's a crucial step in becoming an immortal! The reason why those loose immortals, loose demons, and loose demons fail to become immortals is often because they can't comprehend the path of life. Become immortals. The most difficult step on the road is to understand life and death, you can see the path of life, it will be very helpful to become an immortal in the future, right now. It's useless." Luo You explained.

"I see, so this thing is the way of life"

Ning Fan stood on the top of Wuming Mountain, and one stop was eight days.

For eight days, his mind repeatedly comprehended life and death. Raising the palm of his hand, he can already see the lines of pure white life from the palm lines.

ninth day. Ning Fan no longer felt it, and returned to the country of Yue.

It's almost time to go to the Song Kingdom and participate in the Great Jin's National Assembly.

"Jin Jun, the grievances of the past are now settled," Ning Fan said indifferently as he walked between the wind and the clouds.

Song State, Linshui City. The National Assembly is held here.

In the sky above Linshui City, countless escaping lights and building boats flew uninterruptedly, and hundreds of thousands of monks gathered in Linshui City to participate in the National Assembly.

The monk who came to the water city. Most of them belonged to the eleven states of cultivation that were coerced by the state of Jin.

At this conference, the sects of the eleven cultivating countries must give Dajin a reply, either choose to surrender, or choose to perish.

In a hall in the center of Linshui City, a cultivator wearing a black dragon robe sat on the throne. It is Jin Jun.

Below Jin Jun, there were two other cultivators, both of whom were the elders of the Yutian Temple.

One of them had a long breath in the initial stage of the god transformation, and almost touched the bottleneck of the middle stage of the god transformation, with white hair. It is Venerable Snow.

The other God Transformation seems to have just been promoted, the realm is not stable, the face is ugly, and the body is burly. This ugly man was named Yun Lie. He used to be the envoy of the Temple of Rain, but after breaking through the transformation of the gods, he was included in the Temple of Youtian, and he became a respected old man and was named Venerable Lie.

Behind the two respected elders, there were more than ten envoys of the branch halls, all of whom were cultivated in the Nascent Soul period.

Among those divine envoys, there was one who was blind in the late Nascent Soul stage. He was not as arrogant as he was back then, and his body was filled with a strong sense of death.

He is Yun Kuang, the one who once wanted to spend money to buy Yin Suqiu's smile.

"Hehe, this National Merger Conference is just a formality. With Jin Jun's cultivation base, it is easy to suppress the Eleven Kingdoms. Even if the Eleven Kingdoms don't want to join, they don't dare to refuse. There should be no powers that do not have long eyes. Dare to disobey Jin Jun's order?" Xue Zun said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Xue said that although there are some small forces that are still unwilling to surrender, we only have to destroy a few forces at this National Assembly, and kill the chickens as an example. Presumably other forces will obey me obediently. That's right. , I dare to ask fellow Daoist Yun Lie, will the deputy hall master come in person?" Jin Jun showed anticipation and clasped his fists politely to Yun Lie. The deputy hall master he said was naturally the deputy hall master of Youtian Palace.

"At this conference, not only will I, the Vice-President of Youtian Palace, come here, but also a great person will come." Yun Lie said calmly.

"Oh? Who else will be there?" Jin Jun was surprised.

"Sect Master Wuzong, Marquis Wumu!" Yun Lie's tone was flat, but Jin Jun was taken aback.

"What! A big man like Marquis Wu Mu will actually participate in my big and small conferences! This is really flattering for me! My status is low and I have never seen Marquis Wu Mu. Fellow Daoist Yunlie, help me introduce you to me."

"I heard that there are still some sects in Yue Kingdom who are openly opposed to joining the Great Jin?" Yun Lie didn't like the expression of Jin Jun's tendency to become flamboyant, and changed the topic at will.

"Yueguo? It's just a lower-level cultivation country. What's there to be afraid of? At this conference, this monarch will beat and beat Yueguo first, and then see which country dares to surrender to me!" Jin Jun sneered. .

"I advise you not to underestimate Yueguo, this is just a kind reminder." Yun Lie recalled the figure of a young man in his mind, and suddenly he was a little disappointed.

If it weren't for the fact that he joined the Youtian Temple and received the task of participating in the National Assembly, he would not want to be in the company of Jin Jun.

He prefers to sit and discuss with the Vietnamese boy from that year.

He reunited with the young man during the Great Jin Suppression of Demons that year, and was surprised by the young man's strength by leaps and bounds.

Now that forty years have passed, the young man does not know whether to return to the country of Yue, and what kind of cultivation he has.

If he is here, maybe Jin Jun wants to unify the eleven countries, it will be very difficult

"Humph! The Yue Kingdom is only a lower-level cultivation country, so there is nothing to worry about. Although the Yue Kingdom's Huoyun Sect has an early Yuan ruler, and the Ghost Bird Sect has a fourth-turn alchemist in charge, but based on these, I want to be the enemy of this monarch. , is not qualified enough! Although Daoist Yunlie has good intentions, it is a bit unfounded and worrying, the country of Yue can't make waves, it's just a country of ants that can be leveled at any time!"

Jin Jun suddenly got up and walked out of the hall with high spirits.

"This monarch is a dignified cultivator of God Transformation, and under God Transformation are all ants! In the eleven kingdoms, no one is the enemy of this monarch's unity, and everyone must surrender!"

The power of black artistic conception emanated from Jin Jun's body, and in an instant, both Yun Lie and Venerable Xue were shocked.

"Is this the artistic conception of tyrants! What a powerful force! In the early days of God Transformation, there are not many people who are opponents of Jin Jun!"