Grasping Evil

At the age of 17, Ning Fan stood on the top of the sky, the mountain wind was blowing, and his eyebrows were deeply locked.

The Qionglou Yuyu, the painting pavilion Zhuhu, the clouds set off, the sun rises purple. In the air, immortals stepped on the clouds and came out of the dust. There are cranes lingering in the mountains, phoenix chicks chirping in the streams, and old woodcutters sing when they climb the mountain.

Is this really Tianlizong? Ning Fan's brows were furrowed. This was too far from the first Demon Sect of Yue Kingdom in his imagination.

"Don't you think it's strange? It's obviously a demon sect, but from the outside, it looks like a righteous fairy door." The old demon sneered.

"Well, I'm a little curious." Ning Fan nodded.

"The real devil cannot be seen from the outside. A cultivator can even see the world with his eyesight, but alone, it is difficult to see through the disguise of people's hearts. A real devil will not preach his evil deeds to others. You must be able to deceive, otherwise you will not be able to survive in the world... People are unpredictable, these four words, you cannot understand them personally, you will never understand them.”

Old Demon and Ning Fan, standing at the top of the sky, this may be the first time that Old Demon has made love to Ning Fan.

"Are people's hearts unpredictable..." Ning Fan savored the old demon's words and pondered.

"Forty years ago, I lost my sight... But when I came to the rain world and returned to the country of Yue, I was taken in by the ghosts... It's hard to say for people's hearts, but I shouldn't have misread you, you and I Much like...just your heart, and the chains."

Tianli Zong Baili Xianzong, thousands of feet high above the Zongmen, suspended a square purple jade high platform. On the high platform, there are four heavenly gates, and the center is divided into seventy-two venues. Zongbi is held here. The bustling crowd are monks, Zongbi disciples, and audiences.

On the mountain road, monks come and go.

The old demon slapped the storage bag, took out a jade slip, handed it to Ning Fan, and pointed to the hanging jade platform.

"Boy Ning, you have opened up your spiritual sense, do you know how to use the jade slip? Imprint your brother's appearance on the jade slip... Later, I sneaked into the secret place of Tianli Zong by myself to search for your brother's whereabouts. You will be there On the jade platform, wait for me... Tianli Zong forbidden area, there are many 'corpse refining' guards, you go, it is a burden... If Lao Tzu rescues your brother, I will return to the jade platform and join you, if it is not feasible, then Think long-term."

A spiritual cultivator can open up spiritual thoughts, which is a kind of spiritual power. Divine Sense has many wonderful uses, one of which is to memorize, imprint and portray in the mind, and read it to people. And jade slips are things that carry memories.

Ning Fan took the jade slip and placed it in front of his forehead, recalling the past scenes of Haining's Ning family, his memory and his younger brother Ning Gu, and imprinting Ning Gu's figure on the jade slip with his spiritual sense.

The corners of his mouth rarely brought up a warm smile. He has no father or mother, and the only concern he once cared about was his younger brother Ning Gu.

That year, when I was 6 years old, I brought 5-year-old Ning Gu to work for others, earning a few copper coins a day, but I was reluctant to spend it.

That year, I was 10 years old and Ning Gu was 9 years old. Ning Gu was injured by the drunk, and Ning Fan, in a rage, fought with the drunk, like a mad dog who was not afraid of death.

That year...

The memories have been bumpy all the way, but no matter how hard it is, Ning Fan feels warm. If he rescues Ning Gu, as long as he is there, no one can hurt him!

"Boy Ning, hurry up!" The old demon was impatient, interrupted Ning Fan's memories, and grabbed the half-branded jade slip into his hands.

"Stay at Yutai and wait for me, don't run around! You killed the elder Wu, this is not over yet, be careful and try not to reveal your identity. Otherwise, if you die in Tianli Zong, I won't help you to avenge..."

This admonition,

Obviously caring, but speaking from the old demon's mouth, it's a bit like a threat. After exhorting, the old demon pinched a stealth trick, his figure disappeared, and he did not know where to go. He probably entered the Tianli Sect.

Ning Fan smiled, the old devil is really a knife-mouthed, tofu-hearted person.

He took out the Guanghan towel and covered his face. On the silk scarf, there was a touch of the fragrance of a woman's lips, which made Ning Fan suddenly lose his mind.

Covering his face with a broad cold towel, no one in the Tianli Sect can see through his identity, and he will be safe.

He jumped up and flew up from the sky, wearing a white coat and a black cloak, with a proud immortal bone. The pulse-breaking cultivator, who was enjoying the cool breeze, saw Ning Fan stepping up from the sky, and his eyes were straight.

"Who is this senior Rongling? He is so handsome and young... When did I come across such an amazing character..."

Passersby sighed and looked at Ning Fan enviously. A thousand pulse-breaking cultivators can only produce a Rongling master, and he and others will be able to become a master of Rongling who can step on the sky and break the sky like Ning Fan.

Under the fusion spirits are all mortals, and under the broken voids are all ants!

Ning Fan stepped on Bingguang, jumped up a few times, and landed on the suspended jade platform. The four heavenly gates of Yutai are all guarded by disciples who know guests, specially to receive the masters of Rongling.

Seeing Ning Fan coming from the sky, she is Rongling, a delicate female disciple, and she immediately greeted her with a burst of fragrance and a blessing.

"Senior is good-natured, it doesn't seem like I'm a person from Tianli, I think it's a senior from the outer sect... The little girl Qin Rong is willing to lead the way for the senior and explain Zongbi... Even, if the senior has 'special requirements' for the little girl, it is not Can't…"

The woman opened her veins three layers, her voice was soft, with a hint of charm, her eyes were like autumn waves, and she looked at Ning Fan with a seductive gaze.

This gaze, with Mei Gong, is likely to be charmed even at the tenth level, but Ning Fan's gaze remained unmoved, and he did not have any 'special requirements'.

Special requirements, most of which are the pleasures of the bed. This woman is not perfect, she is even a witch, Ning Fan dislikes her.

"You take me to visit Zongbi, there is no need for other services." Ning Fan lowered his voice, his voice was hoarse and old-fashioned.

The woman dared to neglect her, and said with a smile, "Yes... Then Qin Rong, I will take senior to see Zong Bi... This time, there are 72 venues in the floating jade platform, and each venue has 200 disciples fighting skills... Today is Zong Bi Di. Nine days..."

"Um. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Ning Fan was just pretending, waiting for the old demon here, but he was indifferent to what Tianli Zong was.

His eyes swept across the venue at will, his eyes narrowed slightly, adding up to the seventy-two venues, there are at least a hundred masters of fusion spirit, and at least thousands of pulse-breaking ten layers... The heritage of Tianli Sect is so powerful...

The number of masters far exceeds the number of ghosts. Just one Tianli Sect is enough to sweep across the Yue Kingdom... The water of Tianli Sect is very deep.

Shaking his head, no matter how deep Tianli Zongshui is, he is not afraid of Tianli. Which sect is not deep in water?

He owns the chaotic ancient inheritance, who can say that the Yue Kingdom does not have another Ning Fan and has obtained another inheritance?

He walked through the venues one by one, his expression unclear, but when he reached the fifteenth venue, he suddenly stopped and his eyes were shocked.

That figure will not admit mistakes!

In the venue, a black-robed boy holding an ice ruler lost a streak of more than ten masters of the tenth level of pulse repair, with extraordinary power.

Whenever he defeated his opponent, the black-robed boy would never give him a chance to admit defeat. He would often slash down one foot, smash the opponent's head, his brains overflowed, and he would kill ruthlessly.

What shocked Ning Fan was not the ruthlessness of the black-robed youth, but the youth's appearance. So familiar, so unfamiliar...

Ning Gu... why is he here!

Wasn't he imprisoned by Tianli... How come he became a disciple of Tianli and competed here?

And that ice ruler gave Ning Fan an extremely evil feeling...

There are oddities.