Grasping Evil

() Ning Fan moved Yun Ruowei and Ning Qingqing back to Haining.

He has long been accustomed to smiling, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, he has never lost his smile.

Laughter is an attitude, it has nothing to do with mood, but today it is impossible to laugh, even if it is disguised.

"Miss Yun, if you encounter difficulties in the Southeast Xiumeng in the future, you can always come to Qimei for help. Miss Qing, in the lifetime of Ning, the Haining Ning family will last forever. You can rest assured about this matter."

After saying that, he turned and left with a little desolation.

Ning Qingqing had something to ask, but couldn't say it.

Yun Ruowei originally wanted to ask Ning Fan for the blue jade, but when she saw Ning Fan's Xiaosuo's back, she couldn't ask for it.

There seems to be an illusion in my heart, this jade should be handed over to him for safekeeping, and no one can replace it.

"Why is he so sad?" Yun Ruowei didn't understand, neither did Ning Qingqing.

no one will understand

Ning Fan returned to Qimei with the escape light, and three days later, he received the sound transmission flying sword from the endless sea.

After listening to the sound transmission, he didn't say much, and divided his soul into the emperor's tomb to help the long-awaited ancestor of Dongxu break through the refining period.

Ancestor Dongxu hadn't seen Ning Fan for a long time, and wanted to make a few jokes, but seeing Ning Fan's lonely back, all the jokes turned into sighs.

One month later, with the help of Ning Fan, the ancestor of Dongxu successfully broke through the bottleneck of refining. He only needs to leave the imperial tomb and return to the island of Dongxu to close a long pass, and then he can become a monk of refining.

After everything was over, Ning Fan left Qimei City alone and fled towards Zhongzhou.

Xiao Diao stayed in Qimei. After all, her injuries were not healed. With her and Ming Luo protecting Qimei, even if Emperor Nie came in person, it was enough to resist.

Ning Fan walked out of Wuyue's landscape and walked through the four countries alone. I have traveled through a foreign land that I have never been to before.

All the way north, sometimes flying, sometimes walking. Sometimes stop and go, sometimes stop in the deep mountains and wild ridges. Looking at the blooming mountain flowers, within a month, I don’t know how many countries of self-cultivation have been traversed.

He strayed into a demon tiger's den, and a young tiger bared its teeth and rushed towards him.

His aura slightly dissipated, and the tiger cub was directly paralyzed to the ground.

He raised his finger to kill the cub, but a black tiger stopped in front of the cub and knelt down humanely. With despair and pleading in his eyes, he kept kowtowing to Ning Fan.

This is a tigress, perhaps the mother of the cub

Ning Fan sighed, and for a moment there was little intent to kill. Escape away.

Mu Yu Xiaoxiao, he stood on an unnamed river bank, watching the duckweed in the river being scattered by the rain.

The mayfly that originally stayed on the duckweed immediately flew away and left the scattered duckweed. Find your next foothold.

The rain became heavier and heavier, gradually becoming as fine as a curtain, and the other side could not be seen clearly, and finally the rainstorm was like a basin.

Lightning streaks across the sky, and thunder roars incessantly.

Ning Fan's clothes were all wet. The autumn wind was blowing, and it was slightly cold, and there was a hint of coldness from the blue jade on the neck. He closed his eyes and sighed in a lonely expression.

"Who is the one who says the world is not benevolent? If the world is not benevolent, why are you born in the heart of heaven and earth who are not benevolent? Look at the world and see that it is not benevolent."

"Who is the one who says that love must be extinguished? If love is extinguished, and thoughts are extinguished, then at the end of this path, what will be left?"

"I cultivate demons, I don't hate the world, I just want to break the prison and keep the warmth behind me. I kill, not for wealth, but only for a single thought. I don't kill for a meal, not because of my kindness. I hate, there are always too many helpless in this world"

"I thought I had no father and no mother. It was ridiculous! If I didn't have a mother, a thousand years ago, I should have killed every drop of blood in my body. I didn't own it and I couldn't find her."

"It's not that duckweed doesn't want to take root, the mayfly is just powerless"

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and was alone in the Xiaoxiao twilight rain, his fists clenched, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, and blood was flowing.

"sorry"

For a long time, the rain has not stopped, and it is still raining like a waterfall.

Ning Fan left the river and walked slowly upstream along the river. A few days later, a small town of monks appeared in front of him.

This cultivation country is called Zhao Kingdom, which is a lower-level cultivation country. The repaired city is called Suzaku City, and there is only one Jindan ancestor sitting in town.

Although Zhao State is not strong, because it is close to the border in the Southeast Continent and is adjacent to Zhongzhou, many strong people from Zhongzhou pass by here.

The torrential rain in the city was like a waterfall, and many cultivators hurried past in their mink clothes.

When Ning Fan walked into the city, no one knew his cultivation, and the practitioners passing by only said that he was a low-level monk.

One by one, the old monsters of Rongling and Jindan entered Suzaku City and were treated respectfully by the monks guarding the city.

If it was Yuan Ying, it would be a grand treat. If the transformation of the gods does not show the cultivation level, the cultivator of the city cannot see that the opponent is strong, but it is not respectful.

That's how things were in the world, Ning Fan didn't care about the attitude of the cultivator guarding the city, he walked towards a restaurant in the city, the restaurant was called Luoyunju.

All the way to the border of Zhongzhou, his mood has gradually calmed down from sadness.

To die of wine is to be drunk. To be born with wine is to wake up. Wine can intoxicate people's hearts, but also can awaken people's hearts, the way of the world should be like this.

Outside the restaurant, a few big men with acupuncture and cultivation were guarding the gate with a bucket hat and robes, and they said coldly when they saw Ning Fan entering the store.

"My friend, the hotel is expensive, and those who are short of immortal jade cannot enter."

"It's okay, Ning Mou Xianyu should be enough." Ning Fan lightly bypassed a few big men and walked into the store.

In the restaurant, most of the monks were drinking, and the seats were full. There was only one window seat, and no one was sitting because of the rain. Occasionally, there were a few old monsters of Rongling, occupying a huge empty table, tasting the wine carefully, but no one dared to share the table with these old monsters.

As monks, few people get wet in the rain. All the monks in the wine shop have their clothes dry. Even if some people get wet occasionally, they have already dried their clothes with magic power.

Like Ning Fan, he was the first one who was soaked all over. Everyone only said that Ning Fan's magic power was low, and he couldn't use his magic power to evaporate the rain.

Several young monks laughed when they saw Ning Fan's embarrassed appearance, and laughed, "Since this little brother is wet, he might as well sit in the seat by the window, and he won't get wet anyway."

"Makes sense."

Ning Fan walked straight to the seat by the window and sat down, letting the light rain fall on him. There is no unpleasant color.

"Haha, he also said it makes sense!" Several cultivators laughed, seeing that Ning Fan ignored them. Gradually feel bored, and no longer pay attention to Ning Fan.

Paid Xianyu. On the spirit wine, Ning Fan drank it by himself, occasionally looking at the rain curtain outside the window, everything in this wine shop had nothing to do with him.

He looked at the continuous autumn rain, and gradually, what he saw in front of him was no longer the rain, but the past and memories he had walked along the way.

He felt a lot in his heart. Deep thinking.

The rain is real, the memory is empty, see the empty, see the empty or not, ask the empty to see whether the empty is empty, and rush the empty to see the empty or the empty. Too false to see reality as false.

If it is time to shatter the void, I am afraid that the void can be broken, and the void and the real are only in one thought.

"Is this the Way of Void?" Ning Fan raised the wine jar and took a sip, a trace of sadness was also diluted by the rain and the wine.

"Good wine!"

Ning Fan's voice of approval. Immediately attracted many drinkers in the restaurant to laugh.

"Haha, does this kid understand wine? Luoyunju's spirit wine has always been mixed with water, what kind of good wine can it be! This kid doesn't understand wine, but he likes wine, it's really funny!"

"If you talk about the good wine in Suzaku City, it should be the wine from Zui Que Lou, that's the real good wine, but the price is ten times more expensive than the one in Luoyunju. I wait for the cultivator of the veins, and I can only reluctantly drink it. This Luoyunju's wine mixed with water is gone."

Ning Fan was still drinking by himself, ignoring these low-level cultivators. In his eyes, these cultivators were no different from mortals, and they did not need their approval.

Whether the wine is good or not depends on the body and the taste. It can dilute one's sadness. This wine is naturally a good wine.

No one agreed with Ning Fan's words, only a hearty laugh rang out from outside the wine shop, "Haha, I thought I was the only one who thought that the wine at Luoyunju was good, but it turns out that I still have a confidant. !"

The laughter was still echoing in the distance, and in an instant, a big man wearing a bamboo hat and a scorpion had entered the wine shop.

"His grandma's, it's really raining heavily. I'm obviously wearing a bamboo hat and cloak, but I'm still wet, haha, haha"

The big man laughed heartily, exuding the five-layered aura of cultivating veins all over his body.

He glanced around the restaurant and saw Ning Fan with just one glance. Seeing Ning Fan sitting calmly drinking under the rain, he immediately guessed that the person who praised the drink was this person.

"Haha, isn't this Wu Lunatic from Suzaku City? I heard that you went into seclusion three years ago and attacked the sixth floor of the pulse repair, why is it still the fifth floor of the breath, did the breakthrough fail again? Haha!"

"I met him ten years ago. At that time, he was a practitioner of the fifth layer of pulse repair. Ten years later, he has not made an inch in his cultivation. It seems that he has no chance to break through the fusion of spirits in this life!"

"Rongling? If Wu madman can fuse the spirit, I can condense the elixir!"

Countless laughing voices came, obviously most of them knew this big man with a hat.

The big man didn't care about everyone's ridicule, took off his hat and robe, laughed, and walked straight to the wine table where Ning Fan was.

Ignoring the wind and rain falling outside the window, I sat down and threw the bamboo hat and hood to the side, laughing loudly.

"Happy the rain! This seat by the window is really the best seat in this store!"

As soon as the big man said this, countless drinkers immediately burst into laughter, "Look, Madman Wu is talking crazy again! Haha!"

Ning Fan raised his eyes and glanced at the big man casually. The calm evil spirit in his body trembled slightly, and he felt a very strong evil spirit from the big man's body.

"The peak of the gods, this person is not far from refining the virtual, although the suffocation in the body is far inferior to mine, but it is also quite heavy, it should be a demon cultivator who is rampant."

Ning Fan can see the details of the big man at a glance, but the big man can't see the truth of Ning Fan at all, only that Ning Fan is a junior, but he still holds his fist politely,

"I'm Wu Chen, Wu, who has no law in his eyes, is the one who kills and massacres the city!"

Dahan's self-reported name is 'Wucheng'.

It's just that those who know him well know that the big man's name is Wu Chen, and what he said is not like a horse's mouth.

"Haha, this Wu Chen is talking crazy again!"

"Little brother, don't believe him, his Wu is Wu Yue's Wu, dust of dust!"

The big man disapproved of everyone's ridicule, and he bent his hand to play some immortal jade for the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper immediately served wine.

The big man picked up the wine jar, took a full sip, and said, "Good wine, good wine!"

The drinkers naturally laughed at the big man. Just like mocking Ning Fan before.

"I haven't asked the little brother for his surname yet."

"Ning Fan."

As soon as the two faint words came out, the entire wine shop immediately fell silent.

Ning Fan? ! Suyi Hou Ningfan? !

Impossible, certainly not possible! There are countless generations with the same name in the world. There are tens of thousands of people named Ning Fan in the rain world, and this person is definitely not Suyi Hou!

The crowd resumed their smiles. Continue to drink, not mind.

The big man was also stunned, but after a while he shook his head and laughed, "Brother Ning, your name is really good. It's exactly the same as that Suyi Hou. It almost scared me to death."

"Is it"

Ning Fan didn't care. Continue to drink and drink, and have no intention of talking to the big man.

However, the big man was interested in Ning Fan, looked at Ning Fan carefully, and suddenly sighed. "The little brother has bereavement in his eyes."

"Oh? Brother Wu knows how to face each other?" Ning Fan was surprised and became somewhat interested in Wu Chen.

"Haha, I know the face of a bird, I just know how to look at people's faces. There is no sadness on the face of the little brother, but there is pain in the heart. I just guessed casually, hey, there are not many people like the little brother. People in the cultivation world are mostly indifferent and selfish. Those who claim to be righteous. They dare not keep their close relatives in their hearts. Stupidity!"

The big man sighed, smiled, and drank one jar of wine in one gulp, bought another jar, drank it in an instant, and then bought three jars in one go.

Ning Fan was stunned, only to feel that what this big man said was very agreeable to his own heart, even if this person's cultivation level was not as good as his own, he looked at him twice.

After scrutinizing Wu Chen in detail, it was discovered that this person possessed a ray of heavenly power, and he should be a master of Taoism.

"Your Excellency, might as well guess, is the relative I am saddened by now dead or alive?" Ning Fan asked politely.

"Life!" Wu Chen said without hesitation.

"Where is she!"

"I don't know if her fate has been changed, I can't see through it. If you force it, you will hurt yourself." Wu Chen was still drinking, but after a few words of conversation, Ning Fan had already determined that this person's fortune-telling was shocking to the world.

Back then, it was only through the blood of a fairy that Dong Xu could see that Ning Qian's fate had been changed, but the big man in front of him only used a few words to peek at the secrets.

"Ning asked Xiongtai to help me do the math!"

"Hey, that's all, just take a look at it for you." Seeing Ning Fan's sincere eyes, Wu Chen couldn't help but be moved. He put down the wine jar, took out twelve empty wine bowls, and placed them on the table in a certain array.

Immediately closed his eyes, he slapped the wine jar abruptly, and the wine flew up on its own and fell into twelve bowls.

"The Twelve Earthly Branches Technique!" Ning Fan was shocked, and recognized that Wu Chen was using a lost divination technique from ancient times.

Wu Chen's face showed pain, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to predict the secrets of heaven.

It's just that this Wu Chen's personality will definitely fulfill his promise when he responds to others. He promised to make calculations for Ning Fan, no matter how difficult it is, he must see it!

"peep!"

Wu Chen read out the word, opened his eyes suddenly, vomited several liters of blood, and passed out in a coma.

All the drinkers in the tavern were stunned, not knowing why Wu Chen suddenly fainted.

Ning Fan was startled, flicking his sleeves and popping out an elixir, popped into Wu Chen's mouth, and melted it with mana. It was a rank six wound medicine.

As the medicinal pill was dissolved, Wu Chen gradually woke up, sat up again, patted his forehead and said strangely,

"Oh my god, I'm scared to death. The person who changed her life is too high. I was almost killed by the secret, but it's strange. I vomited so much blood, how can I suppress the injury in an instant?"

Wu Chen didn't even know that Ning Fan gave him the medicine pill.

He looked at Ning Fan, showing a bit of pride, and said, "I saw it! The person you are looking for is in Zhongzhou!"

"Zhongzhou!"

The corners of Ning Fan's mouth rose, and a smile appeared. This was the first time he had laughed along the way.

As long as she knows that she is in Zhongzhou, it will overthrow Zhongzhou, and Ning Fan has to find her!

"Thank you!" Ning Fan solemnly clenched his fists at Wu Chen.

"Hey, it's a small matter, thank you, thank you, it's not good, the person chasing me is here, I have done something wrong these days, and I'm going to run away"

Wu Chen just wanted to stand up and escape, but his chest was affected by the injury, and he sat down in the seat in pain.

At this moment of delay, the entire Vermillion Bird City was suddenly enveloped by four extremely tyrannical auras.

Four virtual cultivators!

"I'm waiting for the 'Four Elders of Bu Yu' from the Haotian Temple in Zhongzhou, and I came to Zhao Guo Zhuque City to arrest Wu Chen, the Haotian Palace's 'Shi Yu'! This person disrespects the order of the hall master, rains indiscriminately, and violates the law of the world. Take him back to Haotian Temple and be whipped by the rain for 20 years! Wu Chen, come with us!"

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, and the people who came were actually four peeps!

And Wu Chen's true identity turned out to be the elder of the Rain Palace, belonging to the Haotian Palace.

And this status is also different from other respected elders.

There are many seniors in Haotian Temple, among them only twenty-four Venerable Shi Yu, who have the right to spread rain in the rain world.

This Wu Chen is one of them.

The four peeping old men descended to Suzaku City in an instant and entered the Falling Cloud Residence.

All the drinkers looked at Wu Chen as if they were looking at monsters. No one could have imagined that this crazy Wu, who has always been ridiculed by others, turned out to be the God of the Rain Palace.

"He, he is Huahuahua" Those who asserted that Wu Chen could not melt in this life were all frightened.

Wu Chen looked at the four elders of Bu Yu with a displeased expression.

For a spiritual cultivator, receiving twenty rain whips is not a heavy punishment, but it will also suffer serious injuries, and it will take at least several years to recover.

If he made a big mistake, it would be fine to be punished, but if he asked himself that he did not make a mistake, he naturally refused to accept the punishment.

"I'm right! The lord of the palace made me rain a torrential rain and flood the Izumo country! The Izumo country is just a mortal country, it doesn't even have a cultivator, and it doesn't violate any laws, so why drown them! I don't accept it!" Wu Chen retorted.

"They don't agree to set up the Emperor Yusheng Temple in the country, and they don't want to offer incense to Emperor Yu. Isn't this a violation of the law!" An old man in a silver robe said coldly.

"Fuck your motherfucker! Whoever they love to worship is their freedom!" Wu Chen said angrily.

"Bold! A mere rain temple respects an old man, how dare he be disrespectful to me and others!"

Yin Pao was furious when he saw Xu, and the pressure suddenly dissipated, pressing down on Wu Chen as if the sky was falling.

Wu Chen looked shocked, and with his injured body, he couldn't stop Lianxu's coercion at all!

Even when he was in his prime, he couldn't last half a round in the hands of the cultivator.

Seeing that the coercion was about to take the lead, a ferocious aura that was countless times stronger rose into the sky, shaking the four Jing Xu to the point of vomiting blood.

"he is my friend!"

Ning Fan stood up gently and looked at the four peeps coldly.

The four looked at Qing Ning Fan's appearance, and immediately broke out in cold sweat.

"Su Su Su Yi Hou!"

hiss!

All the drinkers in Luoyunju were stunned.

The monks in Suzaku City were all stunned!

That young man in white clad in the rain is actually an existence that must not be provoked!

"Hou Suyi calm down! I didn't know this person was your friend!"

"Little brother, no, no, no, no, Suyi Hou, calm down, don't kill people. If you kill them, I will become your accomplice, and I will not be able to be an old man in the Rain Palace, and I will go to the end of the world!"

Wu Chen's face turned green with fright. He never imagined that Ning Fan would be such a terrifying person.

Su Yi Hou! Grandma's, he actually had a drink with the first devil in the rain world, it's really terrible, it's terrible!

This must be the craziest thing he has ever done in his life!

If Ning Fan beheaded the four Rain Palace Lianxu and implicated Wu Lunzi in his desperation in the Rain World, it would be a big game.

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