Grasping Evil

Ning Fan didn't ask what the four extra heartbeats were, because he had a faint feeling that even if he asked, Slaughter Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword would not answer.

He didn't ask more, just tried his best to calm his inner turmoil and restore peace.

Before, there was a certain degree of unrest in his heart. The reason for the unrest was partly because of the shock of hearing the saint's heartbeat, and partly because he learned of another identity of the Slaughter Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword, which was a bit unexpected.

Another identity of the Slaughter Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword is actually the first generation Slaughter Emperor? Isn't the first-generation Emperor Killer a human? Is it a sword?

Ning Fan also wanted to ask about this matter before, but he didn't open his mouth. He knew the priority of the matter. At this moment, the first task was to try to let his heart be empty and let his body and mind become one, so as not to waste the only chance for each young emperor to listen to the Holy Spirit.

"There are three benefits to the succession of the slayer emperor in the past dynasties. Listening to the heartbeat of the saint is the first benefit. Because of certain restrictions, a person can only experience it once in a lifetime. Before the emperors of all dynasties became emperors, they would all come here to listen to the heartbeats of the saints and gain from it. Comprehend... I, which saint should I choose to hear the heartbeat of..."

Ning Fan forgot everything around him and put aside all distracting thoughts. Gradually, his breath began to disappear; gradually, his breath completely disappeared from heaven and earth.

Even though he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his whole person seemed to be a part of heaven and earth, or maybe, heaven and earth became part of Ning Fan's body...

The unity of heaven and man, the second realm!

[What kind of terrifying concentration is this... This child seems to have noticed the problem of heart rate, which is something that no emperor of all dynasties could do. As expected of a cultivator in the second realm of heaven and man... As expected, he is an outstanding person with two great heavenly signs...]

The Slaughter Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword made a sound again. This time, it was an exclamation. Unfortunately, at this moment, Ning Fan couldn't hear the exclamation at all.

There is nothing in the heart, the six senses are not stained with dust! At this moment, someone is slashing at Ning Fan with a knife, and Ning Fan will not be moved!

dong dong!

dong dong! !

dong dong! ! !

The heartbeat echoed in his ears, getting stronger and clearer. Pictures of saints flowed through Ning Fan's mind, and the wonderful principles they contained were presented one by one.

In front of these intricate heartbeats of saints, Ning Fan felt small. He felt his bone age of more than 100,000 years, which seemed to be long, but was actually short; he felt that the hardships and bitterness he had walked along the way were nothing but the wrinkled surface of the flat lake, and the peaceful heart at this moment was the quietness at the bottom of the lake. The vast lake waters…

The images that were constantly circulating in his mind, although they were still switched in a hurry, the back and forth switching has slowed down because of Ning Fan's inner calm.

During the switching, the length of the screen that can be seen is gradually extended.

"Ask Yu why he wants to live in Bishan, laugh without answering, and let the peach blossoms flow away, there is no heaven and earth other than human world."

In the picture, a sage in mink clothes lives in the Peach Blossom Garden and is teaching the Dharma to the 100,000 disciples in the Peach Blossom Garden. When he raised his hand, he twisted a peach petal, and with a single thought, he opened up a world in a mere peach petal. There are trillions of creatures in the petal world, and so many creatures do not feel that the petal world is narrow, but still explore. Less than the edge of the petal world. These creatures don't even know that the world they live in is actually just... a piece of flying flowers picked up by the saint...

The sage in Minoyi looked indifferent, and shook the petals in his hand into powder, and the petals were destroyed, and they were destroyed together.

And the trillions of creatures in the petal world have all died.

When he opened up the world and created trillions of beings, he had no joy; when he destroyed the world and killed trillions of beings, he had no mercy.

In his eyes, all mortal spirits are just vain...

The 100,000 disciples were talking like a tidal wave, and the sage in the cloak closed his eyes and didn't explain anything to the disciples.

I don't know how long it took, the sage clothed opened his eyes, seemed to feel something, and frowned. He instructed his disciples a few words, then took a leap into the air, flew away from the Peach Blossom Spring, and flew to the top of this piece of heaven and earth planted with peach trees.

He raised his hand and tore apart the peach blossom garden and walked out of it. Countless disciples heard the movement and got up to send the Patriarch away.

Outside, a stream of light flew out from a drop of peach blossom dew and fell to the ground as a saint in mink clothes. He looked back at the dew and shook his head.

"Your filial piety is commendable, but of course, you are not human...I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain..."

The so-called Peach Blossom Land is actually... just a drop of dew in the outer world, and the 100,000 disciples who had sent him away before, looked at it closely, like a slightly larger bacteria one after another in that drop of dew, The weaker and subtler things cannot be seen clearly from the outside world, let alone appear in the dew, and can only be seen by entering...

"The war in the ancient realm has intensified. This time, even I have to intervene."

The sage clothed shook his head and flew away, and the screen switched at this point. Although it is still switched, it has presented too much content than before...

Ning Fan felt a shock in his heart!

The trillions of creatures in the petals, the creation and destruction of the petal world, the peach blossom garden where the hundred thousand disciples live is actually a drop of dew, people are like mayflies, there are boundaries in the world... Everything seems to have opened a door to a new world for him, Make him seem to understand something, and as if... don't understand anything...

In the next picture, there is a sage in armor picking up stars and smelting magic weapons.

The subtlety of that saint's treasure refining technique has exceeded Ning Fan's understanding, and it is definitely not something that can be understood by the common sense of the second step!

The sage's treasure refining was normal, suddenly frowned, and said to himself, "Heavenly Desolate..."

Afterwards, he directly collected the half-finished magic weapon and left in a hurry.

The picture changes again. There is a saint who destroys tens of thousands of worlds with one sword. The skill of swordsmanship, if mastered by Ning Fan, will definitely be invincible in the era of the end of the law!

The picture changed again. It was a scene of two saints fighting with their bare hands. The physical skills used were all things beyond the second step...

A heartbeat, a picture, a feeling!

The previous forty-three heartbeats were all like this, without exception.

In these forty-three heartbeats, Ning Fan even saw a saint who used killing to prove the Tao. Every move contained the mystery of killing. To Daoyuan, or even... to a higher level!

There are saints who raise the third-step spirit worms, there are saints who open altars to teach the Fa, teach by words and deeds, and there are saints who create people from earth...

However, when the forty-fourth heartbeat appeared, the forty-three images that had been switched back and forth in Ning Fan's mind before all calmed down.

Starting from the forty-fourth heartbeat, the heartbeats behind seemed to be very different from the previous ones...

Can't see any magic, can't see any insights, as if those insights are not superficial, but deep.

In this scene, there is only a mortal old man, looking up at the night sky, staring at the Big Dipper in the night sky, seems to be looking at the stars, and seems to be looking at... himself!

He seemed to be thinking about something, but couldn't get an answer, so he frowned.

His eyes are dazzling silver, that silver is born, is the color of stars, silver eyes look at the sky, and he is silent.

He didn't move, and he didn't even change his expression. If the grass and trees in the picture were not moving, and the stars in the night sky would flash, Ning Fan would almost think that the mortal old man was standing in a still picture scroll.

There are even more natural birds that built a nest on the shoulders of the silver-eyed old man, who actually regarded this living person as a tree...

The grass and trees at the feet of the silver-eyed old man have just broken ground, and the surrounding season seems to be spring...

"Mortal? No, no, this forty-fourth heartbeat is undoubtedly the heartbeat of a saint. This old man looks like a mortal, but he is actually a saint."

"Looking up at the Big Dipper, but it seems to be looking at myself... This scene made me feel a little familiar, but it seems to be different from the 'people today fish, he fishes me every year' that I realized before..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes tightly, frowned slightly, and was about to comprehend this scene, but the picture changed again.

Unable to study further, the forty-fifth heartbeat entered Ning Fan's ears without authorization.

The forty-fifth scene is a scene of a middle-aged man looking up at the Big Dipper starry sky.

The middle-aged man also has a pair of silver eyes. His appearance is very similar to the silver-eyed old man in the forty-fourth act, just like the younger form of the silver-eyed old man before.

But it's not just the appearance of youth, the feeling that the cultivation base brings to Ning Fan seems to be weaker than the silver-eyed old man...

The silver-eyed middle-aged man also looked up at the sky, his brows furrowed deeper than the silver-eyed old man.

He looked at the Big Dipper in the night sky, as if he was looking at himself, but he didn't seem to be just looking at himself...

On his shoulder, there is a bird's nest that has been built all spring.

Under his feet, the vegetation had grown to his knees, and it was summer.

"The middle-aged Yinmu in this scene should be the same person as the old Yinmu in the previous scene."

"The weird thing is, from the chronological point of view, the forty-fifth act should be after the forty-fourth act, but this silver-eyed saint seems to be getting younger and younger. It seems that there are some things that I can't match. comprehension…”

Soon, the forty-sixth heartbeat came in forcibly.

In the forty-sixth scene, the moon is full on the autumn night, but a young man with silver eyes is not looking at the moon, but at the Big Dipper.

The bird's nest on his shoulder was already empty.

The surrounding vegetation began to wither and yellow, and the fallen leaves spread thickly on the ground.

The time has changed from summer to autumn, but this silver-eyed saint seems to be younger, and his cultivation has weakened even more...

He remained silent until the forty-seventh scene cut into the scene, and he still did not speak.

The forty-seventh scene is midwinter!

Snowy night, the sky is full of snow.

A silver-eyed boy stood in the snow without moving a step. He looked at the Big Dipper in the snow and suddenly coughed up blood.

Then, sigh.

"Hey, this road really doesn't work... Everyone says that the fourth step, the Immortal Sovereign is the rebellious saint, but where did the word "reverse" come from, and where does it end... I don't know if there is a fifth step in the world , but even if there is, I too... dare not leave..."

In the snowstorm, the silver-eyed boy's appearance gradually deteriorated, and his cultivation level continued to rise!

Gradually, the young man turned back to the youth of silver eyes, the middle age of silver eyes, and the old age of silver eyes.

When his white hair reached the ground, his flesh was dry, and his teeth were all bare, a powerful fourth-step aura rushed out of him.

At this moment, the midwinter begins to look backwards, returning to late autumn, back to midsummer, and back to early spring!

He grabbed it with a big hand, and he raised his hand to photograph a sect directly from another world outside the countless worlds and landed on the ground.

"Can the Immortal Emperor succeed?"

Inside the sect, several sages with cultivation base walked out in person, came to the silver-eyed old man, and asked respectfully.

The silver-eyed old man just shook his head silently.

Immortal Emperor!

The last four heartbeats were not the heartbeats of ordinary saints, but the heartbeats of the fourth step against the saints!

Ning Fan was secretly shocked, thinking that the Immortal Emperor who was watching Beidou this night was the ancestor of the Beidou descendants—the Immortal Emperor? Could this heartbeat be the heartbeat of the Big Dipper Immortal Emperor!

But why, the same Immortal Sovereign's heartbeat will make four completely different sounds... According to Ning Fan's observation, the last four heartbeats have many similarities, but there are more differences, and they do not seem to be made by the same person. The heartbeat is more like four different people sending out...

What is the Big Dipper Immortal Emperor realizing?

What did he mean by the road of 'no way'...

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

The more Ning Fan wanted to think about it, the more he couldn't understand it. His headache was splitting, his blood was burning, and his inner body was collapsing!

He knew that he was afraid that he was greed for something that he shouldn't be greedy for. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he cut off his greed, calmed his mind, and forgot the last four heartbeats. In this way, those pains disappeared.

Intuition told him that the Dao and Enlightenment contained in the last four heartbeats came from the fourth step Immortal Sovereign, and the value was naturally far more than the previous forty-three heartbeats!

But reason told him that the last four heartbeats were not something that he could obtain, and he could only profit from the many heartbeats in front of him at most.

Ning Fan suddenly lost his interest.

He began to examine himself, and he found that even if he could benefit from the many heartbeats in the past, the benefit was only temporary.

He has learned countless unique skills in this life, and if he takes it out, he can make ordinary monks invincible at the same level.

He has no shortage of magic powers!

He also does not lack the way to reach the peak of the end of the law!

If he followed the current road and walked all the way, Ning Fan would have the confidence to step by step to reach the peak of the Illusory Dream Realm in the Age of Apocalypse, and then to charge towards the legendary realm of saints!

Success is invincible in the world!

Even if sanctification fails, he is at least an enhanced version of Chaos Ancient Great Emperor, who can still sweep across the fantasy world and protect what he wants to protect.

Don't you see that Emperor Chaogu did not become a saint, but he also killed a saint, how sturdy! Ning Fan has one more blood robbery than Chao Gu, and his future achievements will naturally be higher than Chao Gu. Even if he stops at the realm of a saint, it is enough to become a legend.

As for the three real worlds? Ha ha…

That seems... not important.

The original intention of Ning Fan's cultivation was not to become the strongest in the world. From the very beginning, his motivation was different from that of most monks.

As long as you can wipe out the enemies of the fantasy world, as long as you can protect your loved ones, then you can be sanctified, and the fourth step is just the icing on the cake.

His vision is actually very small, and it is enough to only guard one-third of the land in front of him.

But thinking about it like this, he was also a little confused. The more he cultivated, the more... unable to find his own way.

Because the road stretches forward, and he does not have the desire to open up all the way forward, he just wants to keep behind...

"After all, human energy is limited. I have learned a lot of unique skills, but when it comes to the yin and yang five swords of the ancient emperor, it is no less than the third step of the saint's unique skills... things of the same level, there are more A lot... but also because I have learned so much, I have not had time to study many things along the way."

"Listening to the Sacred Heart this time should have given me another chance to gain a unique skill, but after seeing the Big Dipper Immortal Emperor's enlightenment, I feel more and more insignificant, and I don't plan to do it anymore."

"Maybe, my path doesn't point forward. Maybe, my path, this is the end, is enough."

"I don't need to pursue the length of the road, I can stop and widen the width of the road..."

"I'm willing to stop on this path of self-cultivation for what I care about... Or, is this kind of half-way stop... the way that belongs to me?"

Ning Fan suddenly groaned in his heart!

He seemed to recognize himself at this moment!

He seemed to hear... at this moment... his own voice, his own heartbeat!

Yes, he is a person who is easy to get rich, he is just a person who is easily satisfied... If there is no external pressure, he is not willing to pursue those illusory cultivation, fame and fortune...

If he swept away all the great enemies of the Illusory Dream Realm, if he no longer had the need to improve his cultivation, and encountered a realm where he had to risk his death to advance, he would definitely choose to give up...

"This is my...heart!"

"I disdain to move forward all the way, but if I really decide to stop here, then this place is my country, and no one can violate it as far as the sword's edge reaches!"

dong dong!

dong dong! !

dong dong! ! !

A heartbeat came from Ning Fan's body. In terms of coercion, this heartbeat was far less than the vastness of the saint in the third step, but it was firmer and louder than any saint's heartbeat!

At this moment, there may still be doubts in Ning Fan's heartbeat, but the last trace of confusion about the third and fourth steps of cultivation has been completely swept away!

Because you can let go of delusions, you can cling to your heart! As for Ning Fan, the things that others valued very much, such as frivolous fame, immortality and immortality, were actually just false.

[This child actually achieved the Ming Sacred Heart in the second step! how can that be! 】

[It is very rare that he can hear the heartbeat of the Big Dipper Emperor, but in fact, it is only because of the help of the second realm of heaven and man. Any cultivator of the second realm of heaven and man can probably hear this... But Ming Sacred Heart... even a true saint, few people can do this! Even if someone does it, none of them are not the strongest desolate saint among the saints! 】

[Even the weakest Beginning Sage is an outstanding person who has reached the third realm of heaven and man. Obviously, the unity of heaven and man is not the reason to help this child to understand the Sacred Heart. 】

[No, it can’t be said to be enlightening the Sacred Heart. This child is not a saint. What he did is actually just enlightening the heart, but if one day he truly becomes a saint, then this child can easily achieve the Sacred Heart, even if he has just stepped into it. Beginning Holy! 】

The Slaughter Saint Heavenly Desolation Sword couldn't hide the horror in his heart. If he hadn't died for many years, and only his will remained in the sword, he would definitely appear in a human form, go feel Ning Fan's body, and study why this son is so outstanding!

At this moment, he finally believed that it was no accident that Ning Fan possessed a Taoism that surpassed the Big Dipper Immortal Emperor.

Dao Xiang is the embodiment of Dao! The Dao chosen by this son is feared to be one of the most heaven-defying ones among the Daoists; and if one day, this Dao is fortunate enough to become the way, this son... I am afraid that he will be another Zi Douxian who crushes his peers. Emperor!

[I am afraid that even Immortal Emperor Zidou himself did not expect that such a descendant of Zidou would be born in this fantasy world similar to the Mass Burial Mound... It's a pity, unfortunately... No matter how high the qualifications of this child are, he will not be able to get out of the Mass Burial Mound. Climbing to the top of the middle... He was born in the wrong era, if he was born in the era when the Immortal Emperor Zidou was still alive, his future would be limitless! Even if you don't enter the fourth step, it is enough to have a world-class day! 】

[My ability is not enough to help him return to true yang from yin death. But even if this son spends his whole life, he can only stop in the fantasy world, I am also happy to help him, to consolidate the heart that has just been enlightened! 】

[This son doesn't seem to despise the heartbeat of these saints? Speaking of which... this child is an ancient god. That being the case, let's use the power of these ancient divine hearts to help them open up the ancient divine hearts! The benefits of the succession of the emperors of the past dynasties have never been lost. Even if he kills the emperor after that, he won't have the chance to listen to the Sacred Heart, it's fine! Whether this son can become stronger, strong enough to fight against the calamity, is the key to the survival of my Slaughter Palace! 】

laugh!

A bloody sword intent suddenly spread across the seventh floor of the blood prison, drowning Ning Fan instantly.

At this moment, Ning Fan's heartbeat was a little steady, and he no longer paid attention to the heartbeat of other saints. He was about to stop this realization, when he suddenly noticed the overwhelming sword intent, and immediately took a breath of cold air.

This sword intent is too terrifying, killing him hundreds of thousands of times is enough! This is the sword intent of the Slaughtering Heavenly Desolate Sword. If there is any malicious intent, he will surely die!

Fortunately, Ning Fan was convinced that the Slaughtering Saint Heavenly Desolation Sword would not harm him, so he was powerless to fight against him, but he took it lightly and let the overwhelming sword intent come to him.

Sure enough, the Sword Intent didn't cause any damage to Ning Fan, it just drilled into Ning Fan's body and stabbed into Ning Fan's heart.

Ning Fan felt the piercing pain coming from his heart, but he didn't stop it, because... he felt the huge benefits brought by the sword's piercing heart!

This Slaughtering Saint Heavenly Desolation Sword actually turned the power of the saint's heartbeat to help him open up the heart of the ancient gods!

[Yashiro, since you don't want to listen to the heartbeat of the saint, I will change to a more direct way to benefit you. The sage's heart power I collected back then was not much, because the previous killing emperors listened to the sacred heart, and it was a lot of loss, and the residual mental power was roughly enough to open up the fourth and fifth hearts for you. For more minds, you need to find another opportunity to open up. 】

This was the first time that Slaughter Saint Heavenly Desolation Sword had formally addressed Ning Fan in such a way.

Eight generations!

This is not only a recognition of Ning Fan, but also a kind of respect, regarded as equal!

At this moment, he did not come to talk to Ning Fan as the Slaughtering Saint Heavenly Desolation Sword, but as the first-generation Slaughter Emperor to benefit the younger generation!

[Speaking of which, Seventh Generation also left you a thing, which was sent to me through a secret method, and was not taken away by those traitors. The death of the palm emperor will have a certain chance of giving birth to the palm dao fruit. The seventh generation died unfortunately. Perhaps God has compensated for this, so that his slaughter palm has been passed down! Next, I will not only help you open up your mind, but also help you absorb the power of this killing palm. Of course, you will not directly condense the void of the palm, but for the way of killing, it is a matter of course! 】

[My Slaughter Hall has seven generations of killing emperors, no matter what their relationship was before becoming emperor, whether father and son, master or apprentice, after becoming emperor, they are called brothers and sisters. You are eight generations, and the same is true. From now on, you can call me the first generation, or you can call me... brother... or call me the Slaughtering Heavenly Desolate Sword, the Ancient Sealing Sword... as you wish. As for the master, we... don't have a master... we just have a common belief, passed down from generation to generation, that is maintained among us. That is the belief of guarding the descendants of Beidou. It is different from simply guarding the immortal realm of Beidou. What we are guarding is not the immortal emperor of Beidou, but... the blood world of Beidou, a home... the homeland of the monks of the Slaughter Temple and the descendants of Beidou...]

[Of course, the person who most wants to hear you call your senior brother as the eighth generation, should actually be the seventh generation, but unfortunately there is no chance...]

Ping Bai gained the power of a Slaughtering Palm again, but Ning Fan's eyes were not surprised, instead, his heart became sour.

The seventh generation died in a tragic and humiliating way, but even before he died, he still intercepted the Dao Fruit of Slaughter's palm for him...

He Ning Fan, what virtue and ability, can receive so many favors from seven generations...

【I believe him! He will definitely be back! 】

[The treasure I left for this son, you can't get it! 】

Ning Fan clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and hid all his emotions in his heart. When he opened it again, he was calm and determined!

Mind, open up little by little...

Lie Yuan Technique, secretly activated in the body.

The power of the Dao Fruit in the palm was easily condensed by Ning Fan into the highest rank Dao Crystal, he suddenly pointed to the sky, the Dao Sutra was presented, the index finger was drawn in the air, and a new chapter was written on the Dao Sutra!

That's a chapter dedicated to killing!

Written by Ning Fan into the Rank of Divine Stars!

Because he received the power of killing the palm, there is no demonic energy, only... the care of the elders for the younger generation, only the residual warmth before death, the warmth left behind...

Not violent, but kind...

Like a brother, a brother who cares for the future...

"Seventh generation, no... Senior... No... Senior Brother... With Ning Fan by my side, I will not let the Slaughter Palace be destroyed before me. You have carried this burden for too long. From now on, I will carry it for you..."

Ning Fan thought to himself.

There is more complexity, flowing in my heart.

He didn't have a senior brother before, but from now on, he has...

And these senior brothers have nothing to do with all the masters he recognized in his heart, and have nothing to do with race, nor with the Immortal Realm camp...

If the seventh generation was still alive, it would be very gratifying to hear that Ning Fan called his senior brother as the eighth generation, but unfortunately, as the Slaughter Saint Heavenly Desolation Sword said, there would be no more chance.

"If there is another reincarnation, I will call you senior brother in front of you to make up for it."

Ning Fan seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to the power of the Slaughter Palm who was constantly pouring into his body.

Among those slaughtering powers, there was originally a trace of negative emotions that were almost regrettable. When Ning Fan said this, it quietly dissipated...

It seems that the last regret of the Seventh Generation Killing Emperor has also been relieved, and it is gratifying to have Lao Huai.

I believe him!

This son will definitely guard the killing hall, definitely!

Because, he is the eighth generation young emperor I personally chose, and I personally chose... Junior Brother!