Grasping Evil

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"Colorful old man... Who is this person!"

Ning Fan had a vague guess in his heart. Although he still didn't know the truth of the year, he vaguely guessed that most of the people who murdered Ning Qian and drained his blood were the Fourth Prince and the colorful old man. [;Starting]

In this way, it makes sense that Yun Tianjue killed the fourth prince in anger, but who is that colorful old man...

"I don't know, I don't know who he is, and I can't even see his face. I only know that he is very strong, very strong, and definitely not a lower realm cultivator... If it is an upper realm cultivator, and I have no grievances with my lower realm cultivator, why risk it? The danger of violating the rules of heaven, take action against my lower realm cultivator!" Yun Bushu's eyes were full of anger.

"My eldest brother was wiped out of his memory, but along with his memory, there are also Qiqing... He forgot that he has a wife and children, and he will not laugh or cry from now on... The world says he gives up love Xiu Jian is really a big mistake. His love and his memory will be erased forever... After he lost his memory, your mother and you disappeared, maybe it was the work of the fourth prince and the colorful old man... "

"You should be able to see what kind of artistic conception I perceive, right?" Yun Bushu looked at Ning Fan and asked the school.

"If I'm not mistaken, what you perceive should be the mood of forgetfulness, and it belongs to the will of God... Because you have cultivated this mood, the deeper you understand the mood, the worse your memory will be. One day you will realize this mood to the peak, I'm afraid You will even forget who you are..." Ning Fan replied.

His mood is memory, and Yun Shishu's mood is forgetting...

"Yes, what I realized is the divine will of forgetting. The reason why I realized this divine will is to find a way to restore memory from forgetting, and help eldest brother to restore his memory."

"Although my eldest brother and I are not brothers, but he treats me like a brother, I will treat him as a brother. As long as the eldest brother can remember everything, I will eventually lose my memory. What's the matter! Even if I take my life away , as long as it can make the big brother laugh again...what's the harm!"

"It's just that a thousand years have passed, and I still haven't found a way to restore my memory... I heard that Zhou Leihuang is not proficient in the art of Su Lei's memory destruction. Falling down, I am afraid that no one in the rain world will be able to restore Big Brother's memory..."

Cloud closed his eyes. Sigh.

Ning Fan remained silent.

He thought that if the person in the Rain Palace was the one who killed his mother and son, even if it was the Emperor of Rain, he would dare to kill him.

Now it seems,

It was the fourth prince and another colorful old man who harmed his mother and son...

It's just that the Rain Emperor really has nothing to do with this...

Who is the colorful old man...

Ning Fan frowned, the truth a thousand years ago was too far away to be detected.

than these. The most urgent task is to learn the technique of rain ancestors and find mothers within the entire land of Zhongzhou.

He didn't have a deep father-son relationship with Yun Tianjue, at most it was only a little appreciation and gratitude to Yun Tianjue.

He and Ning Qian didn't have too deep a mother-son relationship... However, his mother gave him the blood he lost and gave him a chance to live again. In any case, he wants to find his mother... must, must...

"You haven't said yet, where did your blue jade come from?" Yun Bushu asked.

"Blue jade... I have been sealed with a demon cocoon for thousands of years, this jade. It was left by my mother."

Ning Fan recalled the phantasmagoria that Qi Xue Lin had seen, and was silent for a while, without saying any more.

Yun Bushu sighed, Ning Fan didn't mention Ning Qian's whereabouts, it seemed that he didn't know either...

Yun Bushu looked at Ning Fan again. He sighed, "So it is... No wonder your bone age is very strange, it turns out that you have used the cocoon to cover the number of days... Sleeping for thousands of years, once you wake up... But not everyone has the opportunity to sleep in the cocoon for thousands of years. of."

"If there is a choice, I would rather not have the chance to sleep for a thousand years..."

Ning Fan's heart ached, and he stopped talking.

He has learned some truth from Yun Bushu, but he has no intention of reminiscing with him.

He did not forget his original intention. He came to Xuantian Temple to understand the rain monument here.

"I still have things to do. If there is a chance, I will talk to the third prince next time. At this moment, I must understand the rain tablet. I hope the third prince will not tell anyone, including Yun Tianjue, about what we are talking about today."

"You call me the third prince, the eldest brother Yun Tianjue, cough, cough, this is really an unfamiliar name... That's all, I won't tell anyone about today's affairs. You can learn about the rain tablet, I won't bother you. You, I'm going to find someone to gamble for money! For example, today in Yun Shijing, many places are setting up gambling, betting whether you, the Lord of the Chitian Palace, can defeat the other people in the Eighth Palace. Hehe, I have great confidence in you, Naturally bet you win, presumably you can earn a lot of immortal jade this time, hehe, I will go!"

Yun Bushu smiled like a ruffian, shook his body, and left.

Ning Fan shook his head helplessly, was he set up to bet again...

Without immediately comprehending the Rain Monument, Ning Fan asked Luo You in his mind, "Little You'er, have you ever heard of the masters in the four days that radiate colorful light all over their bodies?"

"Colorful light? Maybe it's not light, but the color of luck, 'colorful luck, manifesting like a rainbow'... Generally speaking, only immortal emperors can cultivate colorful luck, and some real immortals occasionally have By chance, it is rare to be able to cultivate the three-colored luck in the three realms of true immortals... The person who harmed your parents should be an immortal emperor, but there are not a few immortal emperors in the four heavens. Based on this clue, I think Knowing the exact identity of this person is difficult..."

"Is Immortal Emperor..."

Ning Fan stood under the Xuantianyu Monument and was silent for a long time.

After a long time, the mood has calmed down, and just now the spiritual sense is released and begins to comprehend.

After a stick of incense, he turned and left, and when he left, a strong fighting spirit burst out from his body again.

Escaped from the mountainside, stepped on the golden ancient sword, and went straight to the eighth realm.

The eighth realm of Tianyun, changing to the realm of heaven!

There are many female cultivators in the Heaven-changing Realm, and even more body cultivators. Yu Chung'er's master is the female Shuixu - Yun Qingge who sits in the Biantian Temple, that Yun Qingge not only has the magic power to reach the first level of broken virtual, but also reaches the realm of nirvana first level.

The master of the Heaven-changing Hall is named Fairy Yunzhi. The realm of mana is in the state of emptiness, and the realm of body refining has reached the middle and upper realm of the third realm of the golden body. The strength of physical skills alone can overcome ordinary emptiness.

Ning Fan galloped all the way, crossed countless repaired cities, and went straight to Yunshan in the Heaven-changing Realm.

Gradually, Yunshan was already in sight, and a cold-faced woman stood proudly on the top of the mountain. Appearance is about twenty-seven or eight, dressed in blood-colored armor, and exudes golden light all over.

Golden monk!

This woman is the Lord of the Heavenly Palace!

Ning Fan took the ancient sword. Standing on the top of the sea of ​​​​clouds, looking at Yunshan slightly frowned. Seems to have found something and didn't move on.

At the moment of its arrival, the entire Yunshan Mountain is boiling!

"Hou Suyi is here! This is his fifth battle to swept the Eighth Heavenly Cloud Palace. Can he win!"

The master of Yunzhi Palace slapped the storage bag and took out an order, and in an instant, a heavy cloud of light spread to the distance along the Yunshan Mountain in the Temple of Heaven.

Where the light passed. The cultivators felt their whole body softened, and it was extremely difficult to mobilize their mana, and they all exclaimed.

"This is a great formation that destroys the magic! It is a special formation that restricts the operation of mana!"

"Looking at this burst of light, I am afraid that it has reached the peak level of the emptiness. Even if the Taixu cultivator accidentally enters the light, it will be difficult to mobilize the mana... Yunzhi Hall advocates this formation, does it mean that he wants to compete with Suyi in the formation. Hou Bi can't make a physical body!"

"It is rumored that Marquis Suyi is an ancient demon who can be invincible by his physical body, but the body of Hall Master Yunzhi is even stronger. He can even defeat Chongxu. The odds are not great..."

Ning Fan only glanced at the big formation and didn't look any further. Then he said loudly, "Ning is here only for the rain tablet!"

"The concubine has always heard that Hou Suyi has a powerful ancient demon body, and dared to invite Lord Suyi into this battle. If Hou Suyi can defeat the concubine with his physical body, the concubine will naturally bring the Hou Suyi to realize that I will change into the rain in the heavenly palace. Monument! Marquis Suyi, dare to enter the battle!"

Yunzhilian stepped on the foot and stood on the sea of ​​​​clouds, standing in the heavy array of light, and her beautiful eyes also contained a hint of war.

Ning Fan didn't say much, just expressed his attitude with actions, and also jumped into the light.

If the array of light is extinguished, then he will fight against Yunzhi with his physical body, and he will not be afraid.

"Since Suyi Hou has entered the battle, the concubine will not be merciful, Xushu, Yunfeng!"

Yunzhi's whole body was full of golden light, and his soft fist seemed to turn into pure gold, and he punched Ning Fan from the air.

With a punch, a shadow of a white phoenix appeared on his lotus arm.

With his punch, the sea of ​​clouds within 300,000 miles turned into countless snow-white phoenix shadows.

One after another, the phoenix shadows shattered one after another, turning into an unimaginable force of collapse fists, condensed into twenty-one giant fists of cloud and mist, and slammed down towards Ning Fan.

Every cloud-mist giant fist is comparable to a peeping blow.

Twenty-one punches in one, even ordinary punches may not be able to take it.

"This is the strongest blow of the concubine body, it is the ordinary punch..."

She showed a confident smile, but the next moment, the smile stiffened on her face.

However, he saw Ning Fan's whole body was covered with black golden light, and his demonic energy was soaring to the sky.

The black-armored giant hit twenty-one punches in a row, smashing all the shadows of Yunfeng's fist and making a thunderous roar!

This is a monster!

The barbarian demon exuded an extremely terrifying aura, which made Yunzhi not feel terrified for a while.

That's a feeling of weakness! Yunzhi's body refining realm is not weak, but in front of the real ancient demon, her breath was a little sluggish, and she was captured by the power of the savage demon!

"This...is the power of ancient demons?!"

Yunzhi's pretty face paled, and she suddenly raised her head, biting the tip of her tongue, suppressing the fear in her heart, and also shook her body, turning into a six-thousand-zhang blood-armored female giant.

The female giant's body was full of golden light, and she suddenly rushed towards the barbarian giant.

The barbarian giant did not retreat half a step, suddenly raised his palm, and punched the female giant with one, ten, and one hundred punches!

boom! boom! boom!

After the hundred fist fights, the female giant's fist bones were completely broken, her injuries were extremely heavy, and she was already defeated.

With a sigh, the female giant withdrew from the dharma image of the giant, immediately took a pill, suppressed the injury in her body, and clasped her fist at the barbarian giant self-deprecating, "My concubine is not Suyihou's opponent, thank you Suyihou for being merciful..."

As the master of the Heaven-changing Palace, even if she has opened the Array of Destruction, even if the competition is the strength of the body, she is still defeated in the hands of Ning Fan!

She had to admit defeat!

...

The ninth realm of Tianyun, Juntian realm!

The master of the Juntian Palace, Lu Yu, is a sword cultivator who is invincible.

He has been practicing Taoism for nine thousand years, and he has been practicing swordsmanship hard. He has been ordered by Yuntian Jue several times, and his swordsmanship is magical, even if it is Taixu, he can fight!

He has been standing on the top of Yunshan Mountain in Juntian Temple for three days!

White hair flying, gray robes hunting, behind him is a red sandalwood sword box, his eyes are closed, and each has a terrifying sword wound.

This is a blind sword repair!

When the sea of ​​​​clouds began to roll, he didn't need to look, he had already noticed the hidden sword intent around Ning Fan, and knew that the opponent had already arrived.

"Your Excellency is Suyi Hou! You can cultivate to this level with only nine hundred years of bone age. It's really extraordinary." Lu Yu's voice was hoarse and low, but there was a condensed sword meaning in his voice.

With a single word, hundreds of thousands of miles of cloud light turned into sword shadows, and then faded away.

"Is your Excellency the Lord of the Juntian Temple... Self-destruction of both eyes, only seeking to understand the sword, but a sword idiot. Others understand the sword with their eyes, and use the mind to control the sword, while you understand the sword with your heart, and use the cloud to control the sword. Where the heart goes, where the cloud goes, nothing can become a sword, even a cloud and a rain can be turned into a flying sword to slay the enemy..."

Ning Fan took the golden ancient sword and landed on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, revealing the mystery of Lu Yu's swordsmanship.

Lu Yu was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that his swordsmanship would be seen through by Ning Fan at a glance, and he couldn't help but think highly of Ning Fan.

"Hou Suyi has good eyesight, but just relying on eyesight alone is not enough to understand the mystery of the old man's swordsmanship! If you want to understand the rain monument, you must defeat the old man first!"

laugh!

Lu Yu's whole body suddenly shattered into countless sword lights, and the next moment, it re-converged on the top of the sea of ​​​​clouds, as if it became a sword light phantom, confronting Ning Fanyao!

Countless cultivators around Yunshan were shocked and inexplicable, and even Ning Fan was a little surprised.

"The incarnation of sword light!"

This Lu Yu actually practiced the art of sword light incarnation!

After turning into a phantom of sword light, Lu Yu's aura rose sharply, stepping on the sea of ​​emptiness, his sword intent was as dark as a sea of ​​clouds, but it could make Taixu cultivators look sideways!

"Hou Suyi, you are no match for this old man, leave quickly!"

"Not necessarily!"

Ning Fan took a step forward, and the sword shadow of the void suddenly appeared all over his body.

When this Void Sword Shadow appeared, Lu Yu, who had been light-hearted, immediately showed a look of astonishment.

His sword light incarnation, who was immune to almost all damage, actually felt a hint of danger from this void sword shadow.

Little Void Sword! Youguihou, who became famous at the time of Shattering the Void, was re-engraved by Ning Fan with his demonic eyes after the Battle of the Hundred Sects, and he realized it in his heart.

Small Void Sword The shadow of the sword is empty, even if it is the incarnation of a monk, it can be cut!

Lu Yu was hesitant, thinking about how to deal with Ning Fan's Void Swordsmanship. This technique is quite tricky, it can break his sword light incarnation.

Suddenly, there were five tender humming sounds from the sword box behind.

"Little Yuyu, don't be afraid, big sister will help you break his sword!"

"Second sister help you break his sword shadow!"

"Three sisters help you break his sword intent!"

"Fourth sister help you break his sword formation!"

"Five...five...five..."

"She is stammering, ignore her, she wants to help you destroy this person's flying sword! Come on, break one!"

I don't know what was in the sword box, but his tone was very arrogant.

"Don't forget, the incarnation of your sword light was taught to you by the five of us, hum, as long as this person is a sword cultivator, he is definitely not our opponent!"

Lu Yu blushed. With his 9,000-year-old bone age, being called Xiao Yuyu by a few little girls was a huge disgrace.

If these five little girls make a move, Ning Fan will naturally not be afraid, but Lu Yu... doesn't want to use others' hands to win!

As a sword cultivator, victory only depends on the sword in his hand, and he disdains the other side!

"The old man has to fight him with his own supernatural powers! Because the old man... is a sword cultivator! Victory or defeat is second, only Jianxin can't be cowardly!"

"Cut!" Inside the sword box, five disdainful hisses immediately sounded.

"Xiao Yuyu is really rigid, let's just find a new person to play with."

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