Grasping Evil

At the foot is the endless red soil continent.

There was no sound of wind in the ear.

The sky is a vast and boundless starry sky formed by the condensed rays of countless stars.

It has been three days since Ning Fan's Yuanshen's body rushed into this strange place. This strange place is the mouth world of that huge human head.

His body was bound by the golden hoop, unable to move, and stayed in the outside world.

His Primordial Spirit rushed into this strange land alone, and wanted to bring back Emperor Tu, or Sword Ancestor, from this place.

During this trip, Ning Fan's Primordial Spirit body had put on the Aegis of God Extinguishing and the storage bag, but he did not put on the Yin-Yang lock, but left the Yin-Yang lock in his body's dantian.

He didn't know whether the trip could bring Tu Huang back, he didn't know whether the trip would be successful, whether he could survive, or whether he could return to his hometown. If this trip fails, if he dies here, then he cannot let the countless cauldrons in the Xuanyin Realm be buried in nothingness with him.

At the moment of entering this strange place, he even managed to slightly suppress the connection between life and death, such as slavery and other prohibitions. In this way, he is dead, and he will not cause lethal damage to Fuyue, Wu Laoba and others. …

Yes, he rushed into this strange land with the consciousness of death. Because of the sense of crisis that this strange place brought him, he didn't even have a chance of 1 in 100,000,000...

Entering this place was definitely the most unwise decision he had ever made in his life.

But even if he had only a slight assurance, he would have to give it a try, and would never want to watch Emperor Tu disappear before his eyes.

Although Tu Huang had already had sex with him, this was not the reason why he was so crazy for Tu Huang that he couldn't control it. In fact, even if it was just an ordinary cauldron that had such an encounter, with Ning Fan's stubbornness, he would definitely do anything to save him. Although the result was the same, if it was just an ordinary woman, it wouldn't let him have such crazy emotions and burn in his chest.

I don't understand, I don't understand...

At this moment, Ning Fan could not understand his own heart. There are countless beauties around him, and the one with the deepest feelings must be his first woman, Zhihe.

It's not that other women are bad, it's just that his relationship with Zhihe, acquainted at a very young age, stemmed from poverty, and it was his first relationship in this life, and he cherished it the most, so it was something no one else could compare to.

Mu Weiliang, Xu Qiuling, Luo You... There are many more women who make him look like life. He's not a good man, not even a good man...

However, for the first time in his life, Ning Fan discovered that there is actually a woman in this world, and his meaning is different from other women.

The difference has nothing to do with feelings. His feelings for Tu Huang are far from being the heaviest among the women.

What Emperor Tu brought him was an indescribable feeling.

It is a kind of closeness without a reason, a kind of gratitude from the heart, a debt that cannot be repaid through endless reincarnation...

Yes, it's a debt...

It was only at this moment that Ning Fan finally understood the reason why Tu Huang gave him the most special feeling.

Tu Huang must not be the person he has the deepest affection for.

But most of the time... she was the woman he owed the most in his past and present life!

"I have a feeling that in my past life, I owed her a lot, so much that even if I reincarnated in countless reincarnations,

In the depths of my soul, I still can't let go of this..."

"When I saw the bones of the sword ancestor dissipate in front of me, I couldn't stop it, and I felt like my heart was dead, which was incredible; this time, when I saw Emperor Tu dissipated, I wanted to overturn the whole world... This kind of madness Thought, on the surface, it seems to be born in my heart, but maybe, not... Maybe, it was the life I flew out of Butterfly's hometown, the madness that I kept in the depths of my soul..."

"The Emperor Tu is the ancestor of the sword. She, the ancestor of the sword, died countless years ago. The love of the ancestor who constitutes the body of the emperor is the last imprint of the ancestor of the sword in the world..."

"What is the light spot swallowed by the giant head... The mysterious saint who stopped me, said that I was interfering with the return of the sword ancestor Dao Lineage, Dao Lineage, what is it..."

Ning Fan Yuanshen held the Aegis of Destruction and flew close to the Dark Red Continent, daring not to fly too high for fear of touching the stars in the sky.

The stars in this strange land have unpredictable power at every moment. He accidentally approached once before, and at a certain moment, the stars split a star of destruction, and even the Aegis of Destruction was split into a hole. , was penetrated by the starlight, and suffered serious injuries on the verge of death...

Even indiscriminate use of divine sense here may lead to the attack of mysterious stars.

After that, Ning Fan took a large amount of medicinal pills to suppress the injury, but it was only reluctantly, and it was impossible to make any recovery from the injury. The location of the wound seemed to be torn apart by a force he couldn't understand, and it couldn't be closed. That kind of force was the first time Ning Fan had seen it.

Later, he blindly searched here for three days, because he could not disperse his spiritual sense in a large area, and he could not find the light spot that Tu Huang scattered into the heaven and earth...

The pattern of the world here is changing rapidly, and from the moment he entered, he could no longer find his way back.

Fourth day.

Ning Fan still hadn't found Tu Huang.

His essence and blood began to evaporate in this strange place, and pain came every moment.

fifth day.

His Primordial Spirit has shrunk by a large circle, and only half of its original size remains.

sixth day.

Ning Fan's primordial spirit finally gave up, fainted to the ground, and the annihilation shield and storage bag also fell on the red earth mud.

Seventh day, eighth day, ninth day...

Ning Fan never woke up again.

His Yuanshen blood was completely evaporated, and the Yuanshen, which was reduced to the limit, finally turned into transpiring gas, dissipated in this strange land, and returned to nothingness.

"Did you die after only nine days? If you don't last for twenty-two days, the old man wants to help you, but he is helpless. After all, you are in the fantasy world, and you are too far away from the old man, too far... The old man wants to read through. Second world, it takes time..." In the endless starry sky, Cai Weisheng sighed regretfully, the voice seemed to come from a very distant place, and the dead Ning Fan naturally couldn't hear it.

tenth day.

eleventh day.

The storage bag that was lying quietly suddenly shot out a beam of moonlight.

At the moment when the moonlight appeared, the power of time in the surrounding space had a strange countercurrent!

"Prajna Paramita..."

It was the formula that Ning Fan had placed in the storage bag in advance, and it would take effect after a delay!

Back in time, Ning Fan's fallen Primordial Spirit actually recovered and reshaped little by little.

In the end, Ning Fan, who had already died on the ninth day, was resurrected on the eleventh day!

"It's very dangerous. If I didn't call out the real name of the Moonlight Treasure Box before I attacked the Holy Mountain, I would probably have died in this strange place at this moment." Ning Fan said with lingering fears, and his fear of this strange place increased. to unprecedented.

With a small gesture of his primordial spirit, he took the storage bag and the Aegis Destroyer on the ground into his arms, and tied the small shield to his chest, like a slightly raised breastplate; the storage bag was carried on his back.

He took out the Moonlight Treasure Box from the storage bag and examined it carefully, and found the will of the saint in the treasure box. Because of his resurrection, he actually used a quarter of it!

In other words, the remaining saint's will is only enough for him to die here three times...

The so-called moonlight treasure box is actually the real name of the pig face treasure box. When Ning Fan awakened his talent for communicating with all things, he heard this real name from the treasure box.

It's amazing to say.

Before knowing the real name, the steps to use the Moonlight Treasure Box were extremely cumbersome, and you had to set a certain area mark before you could use it.

When Ning Fan learned the real name of the Moonlight Treasure Box, and used the Moonlight Treasure Box, he actually had a strange feeling of being one with the human box. When it is used again, even if it is not marked in advance, it can be used anytime and anywhere, and there are no restrictions on the number of uses, cooling time, etc.

Since then, the Moonlight Treasure Box has two completely different usages: the normal marking usage and the non-marking usage of the real name status.

When using non-marking, there are three precautions.

First, Ning Fan, who is the owner of the treasure box, can only go back in time alone, but cannot change the time of everyone or things around him as he did when he marked it. That is to say, Ning Fan can be resurrected by the non-marked time against the flow of time after death, but others can't, only marking it in advance is possible.

Second, non-marked use consumes a lot of will of the saint in the Moonlight Treasure Box, which is several times the consumption of marked use. If the attack level that caused the death is too high, it consumes more…

Thirdly, for non-marked resurrection, there will be a certain delay in time, either an hour or two, or a day or two. Depending on the surrounding environment and the cause of death, the delay in resurrection is not fixed.

This is also the reason why Ning Fan was delayed for two days before being resurrected by the Moonlight Treasure Box.

"Oh? It was actually resurrected by the moonlight treasure box of the [Taiyin Shengzong]? The old man thought you had died here, but I underestimated you." Cai Weisheng's voice echoed the world with a hint of surprise.

Ning Fan's Yuanshen's face was startled, and he put the moonlight treasure box back into the storage bag. The spiritual sense was carefully spread out here. Because the coverage of the spiritual sense was too shallow, it was natural that the speaker could not find a hiding place.

"Gather the spiritual sense, don't spread it out of the body ten feet!" It was Sheng Caiwei's slightly kind reminder.

Ning Fan was surprised.

Listening to the voice, the person who mentioned him at this moment was clearly the mysterious saint who prevented him from gathering the remnant soul of the emperor with the help of the spirit wheel.

Why did this person kindly remind him...

Is it really good intentions, or is there another conspiracy...

Ning Fan had gone through too many calculations, so he was naturally very wary of a mysterious saint of unknown origin.

After being wary, he still followed his words, condensed his spiritual sense to about ten feet, and did not continue to search for the mysterious saint's Xingzang on a large scale. After all, it should not be too distracting here, and he can also see some of it.

"This is the [Netherland], the place where all the supreme beings who have the ancestry of heaven and earth will return to their places after death. Every star is transformed by the most powerful existence among the saints after death, and even this place is still alive. There are some stars that were transformed by the Immortal Sovereign in the fourth step. Don't get close to those stars, although you have one of the fragments of the ancient kingdom's annihilation shield, in front of those stars, you are still just tiny ants, and you need to be in awe."

Underworld?

It was the first time that Ning Fan heard this term, and his heart couldn't help but move.

"Here, you can't tell others your name, otherwise you are the strongest desolate saint among the saints, and you can't leave, you will be trapped by the wall of the underworld forever; if you want to find someone, you can't call out that name, Otherwise, the person you are looking for will never be found. Remember, remember... Name is something that transcends reality and illusion, and is the root of the existence of monks in the eyes of the underworld. You may not be able to understand it, but it cannot be violated." Saint Caiwei continued road.

Can't call names indiscriminately here?

Ning Fan did not doubt the authenticity of Caiwei Sheng's words. After all, it seemed that the other party didn't need to deceive him.

He was even more fortunate in his heart. He searched for Emperor Tu in the Netherland all the way, never saying a word or shouting loudly. If you accidentally call out the names of Emperor Tu and Jianzu, then it will be really troublesome...

"Thank you for your suggestion, senior." Ning Fan was still vigilant, but he still moved towards the endless starry sky and thanked him.

"You don't have to thank me, I'm not helping you, it's just my own cause and effect. The pattern of the underworld, everything you see is empty, if it's not a desolate saint, walking in this underworld will never find the end. I can't give you Guiding the way, because everyone sees the underworld in different patterns... But I can give you some pointers, the pattern of the underworld, the digital pattern, is nine..."

Nine?

Ning Fan was surprised, and then the little face of the primordial spirit became serious, and his eyes flashed with blue light. When he looked at this world with the calculation of the 9 system, suddenly there was a difference.

The potential word is secret, and it is quietly urged.

Ning Fan does not need to continue reminding Wei Sheng, look for one direction, turn left and right, and gallop all the way.

The twelfth day, the thirteenth day, the fourteenth day... the twentieth day!

Ning Fan's primordial spirit was overwhelmed, and he fell again. On the twenty-second day, he was resurrected for the second time by relying on the Moonlight Treasure Box.

"The remaining saint's will is enough for me to be resurrected twice here... The level here is too high, using the moonlight treasure box to resurrect, the loss is too high..."

Ning Fan's heart was extremely solemn and he continued to move forward.

On the twenty-fifth day, the boundless Netherland in front of him suddenly had a strange fragrance that spread into Ning Fan's nose.

I don't know what that smell was coming from, I just took a sniff. Ning Fan's weakened and shrunken Primordial Spirit actually returned to its normal size, full of breath, and no more weakness!

He was refreshed and continued on his way. The further he went, the stronger the fragrance.

On the twenty-eighth day, in front of him, an illusory ancient tree appeared in front of him. The ancient tree was covered with fruit in the shape of a baby.

Countless little bits of light condensed into fireflies, parasitic on the ancient trees.

Under the ancient tree, with his back to him, stood a Taoist sage, not a real entity, but a phantom formed by the power of the primordial spirit. When Ning Fan arrived, the saint turned around with a bit of surprise.

"It's amazing, the old man only mentioned you a little, but you have come to this place with a general understanding. In terms of bloodline qualifications, you may belong to the worst class of cultivators in the world, but in terms of means, you are the ancient Immortal Venerable. There are few outstanding people who can do this..."

"Junior Ning...Junior, I have seen senior. Thank you for your kindness." Ning Fan couldn't hide his excitement. After coming to this ancient tree, he could clearly feel that among the countless parasitic fireflies on the ancient tree, there was one. The breath is similar to Tu Huang and Sword Ancestor!

Finally found!

Because he was too excited, he forgot Cai Wei Sheng's reminder for a while, and almost revealed his real name. Fortunately, I noticed it in time and stopped talking, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Cai Weisheng praised Ning Fan and said no more. In his opinion, although Ning Fan is the leader of the ancient Immortal Venerable, he is nothing more than that. Although there is praise, it is far from shocking.

After all, the real world is like Ning Fan's ancient immortals, as many as stars...

"I've heard of you, Cang Vang Die. The one from Zi Shan Dou Hai came forward in person and asked people from the Holy Sect to give a group of Zi Dou Xian Xiu a chance to re-enter Samsara. Among them was a mortal butterfly with no cultivation. The three worlds were shocked. Some people even speculated that the ancient ten spirits of Zidou Immortal Domain were not the back-hands of that lord, but you and the group of Zidou Xianxiu. But later, none of you walked out of the reincarnation of the fantasy world. , return to the real world. Everyone realizes later that they have overestimated your group of Zidou Xianxiu who have entered the reincarnation of the fantasy world..."

Ning Fan was silent, he was not interested in such secrets.

"Do you know how reckless you are, breaking into the underworld with the second step of cultivation, hehe... Although you have the fragments of the ancient kingdom's Aegis of Destruction, and the Moonlight Treasure Box of the Taiyin Sect in your hand, you can cultivate Because it is too weak, this is a mortal situation. If my old man intervenes in this matter, you will definitely be scattered in the underworld. Is that woman an important existence that you would rather be lost and retrieve?" Cai Weisheng sighed.

"I don't know if she is important to me. I came here to find her. It's an instinct, a kind of repayment." Ning Fan calmly said.

That kind of peace is only because he owed too much to Jianzu in the past and this life. If he really couldn't save her, he would have an instinct to make him willingly bury him in this boundless underworld with Jianzu as a sacrifice.

"Repay? How do you plan to repay her and take her remnant away from here?"

"Yes."

"You know, she died in order to protect your reincarnation. Today, she is returned to the Dao Lineage of the Netherland, which only contains a very small trace of soul. If the soul power of a whole soul is one million units, it will be absorbed today. The souls that came here are not even ten units. And even if it is the souls of these ten units, the underworld will not allow you to take all of them. Even if there is an old man who hides the sky for you, at most, you can only take away these ten. One-thousandth of the souls in a unit...so few souls are almost useless. And in order to take away such a number of souls, the price you need to pay may be your life..."

Ning Fan didn't seem to hear what Cai Weisheng was saying, and remained calm, looking at one of the countless fireflies in the ancient tree.

"The soul you can take away is too few, and the more important Dao lineage, you can't take away a shred of it. What do you want to do with so few souls? Resurrect her? Not to mention that you only become the first in the Five Spirit Wheels. Even if she has cultivated to the legendary fourth round, she will not be able to achieve this, because her soul is not complete anymore."

"..." Ning Fan was silent.

Listening to the meaning of Caiwei Sheng, even if he took away Tu Huang's soul today, he would not be able to resurrect it.

But if he didn't give it a try, he would not be reconciled.

"I don't mean to stop you from doing this, I just want you to be mentally prepared. As a saint, I can see the fate of all second-step cultivators. You and her fate have no intersection. Unless you are stronger than destiny, you can't change this."

"..." Ning Fan remained silent.

Cai Weisheng took a deep look at Ning Fan, as if re-acquainted with Ning Fan, and praised, "What a determined little guy. Can't you even be shaken by this old man's words?"

"Yes."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Try if you can turn her remnant into a firefly and take it away!"

"Take the whole one? I said, you can only take one-thousandth... That's all, you kid, too stubborn, anyway, your treasure box power is enough for you to resurrect twice, so you won't let yourself know When it gets tough, you won't look back."

Sheng Caiwei sighed just as Ning Fan turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the ancient tree, his body was vertical, and he rose into the air, trying to take the firefly that was transformed into the remnant soul of Tu Huang into his hands.

At this moment, the entire ancient tree suddenly had a vast aura!

Then the entire Netherland Emperor, in the eyes of Ning Fan, turned into an incredible scene, the boundless dark red continent, turned into a boundless giant palm, and slammed it hard.

Ning Fan only felt the darkness before his eyes, and before he could touch the firefly, he was killed by the giant grasp of the entire Netherland Continent!

That was the blow of the third step of transcendence!

That was a blow that surpassed most of the fourth step Immortal Sovereign!

Killing Ning Fan... is like killing ants!

After one blow, the entire Netherland was restored to its original state. Saint Caiwei and the ancient tree were still in place, as if they had never moved. It was as if the entire continent had been turned into a grasp of the palm. Where.

On the 30th day, Ning Fan was resurrected in the moonlight.

The only treasure box will left is enough for him to resurrect here for the last time...

Ning Fan's Yuanshen's little face was extremely ugly. He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that now he has taken away all the remnant souls of the slaughtered emperor that he had inhaled here before.

No, he can't even take one thousandth away...

"After the saints, there are three realms: Beginning Saint, Nirvana Saint, and Desolate Saint. I am a Desolate Saint, and I am the best among the Desolate Saints, but even if I do my best, it is only enough to help you. Take away a few remnants of the soul. And after this, I will be heavily blamed... As for you, you can't do it at this time, this is not something that courage and fighting spirit can solve, I hope you can recognize the reality." Cai Wei Sheng sighed.

"...This matter will still affect the seniors? Why did the seniors help me?" Ning Fan's expression became complicated. If he takes away the emperor Tu Huang's very little soul, he needs to use the power of Cai Wei Sheng. If this matter may bring punishment to Cai Wei Sheng, Ning Fan has to consider Cai Wei Sheng's position.

He could sacrifice his own life for the slaughter of the emperor, but he did not want to be involved in the cause and effect of others.

"The old man said that this is not to help you, but to end my own cause and effect. It is the choice I made to attack the fourth step in the future. It is difficult for me to help others for friendship and appreciation. Everything is interest, everything is just interest, you don't owe me anything, and you don't need to feel owed. Of course, don't expect this old man to make greater sacrifices for you..."

"Senior, the junior understands. Then, what should the junior do next to take away a little of her soul?"

"Next, the old man will use the power of the primordial spirit to fight the entire Netherland, and you will protect me! Don't be afraid of getting hurt, any second-step injury is enough to heal in an instant! You can fight to your death. A battle!"

Speaking of this, Sheng Caiwei's expression became solemn, and the afterimages of his hands flew over, instantly pinching out thousands of fingers. In an instant, the entire underworld, the ground shook, and millions of ancient phantoms floated out from under the underworld, all of them wearing ancient clothes! Each of them has a vast breath, and the lowest is the second step of cultivation, that is, the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor.

"Be careful, the first batch of Netherland phantoms were left behind by the disciples of the Taoist saints who were buried here, immortal! The old man must fight the Pluto here and can't be distracted. These Netherland phantoms, you will deal with them! Remember not to let these phantoms get close to the old man half a step and affect the old man's actions! Otherwise, the old man can only say sorry, and can't help you to take away a shred of soul, you can only go quickly!" (To be continued.)