Grasping Evil

() Wang Si, who was cultivated in the mid-Yuan Ying period, known as Uncle Wang and Uncle Si, was quite popular in Gusu City.

After he gave an order, he drove the sea boat alone, carrying Ning Fan and Xu Qiuling, through the heavy sea fog, and sailed to an island in the distance. The other sea boats followed his instructions and stayed where they were.

The sea boat traveled very slowly, making Ning Fan recall the past of Wu State's boat ride.

Xu Qiuling stood pretty beside Ning Fan, tiptoed gently, trying to breathe the salty sea breeze, her temples were ruffled, but her face was happy.

With the sail at the helm, Fourth Uncle Wang sang a fisherman's song. The simple and simple singing brought back Ning Fan's memories.

Originally, his state of mind had already reached the state of half-step refinement before the reincarnation bell. At this moment, his state of mind was driven to loosen and improve again.

"Master Zhou, remember that when you arrive at 'Gusu', you cannot use any mana. We are just ordinary people..." Xu Qiuling reminded again.

"You said it many times."

"Promise me, you are not allowed to use force with others in Suzhou!"

Xu Qiuling's eyes seemed to have a magic power, which made Ning Fan could not bear to refuse his request.

Ning Fan nodded, if Xu Qiuling wasn't in danger of life, he wouldn't care about the trivial matters.

It was getting late, morning turned into noon, and then into evening. In the distance, an island with a demure sunset is in sight.

Not only Wang Si returned to the sea with a sea boat, but there were also many sea boats returning to the island in other directions, some returning from fishing, and some also carrying several monks, who came to Suzhou to refine their hearts and enter the world.

Refining the mind into the mortal, the purpose is to transform the mortal and cut the mortal. It means whether this life can be transformed into a god or not. Therefore, many of the monks who come here are old monsters from the Nascent Soul.

There are also some golden pills like Xu Qiuling.

Spiritual transformation like Ning Fan is rare.

island shore. A team of armored soldiers dressed as officials were reviewing the monks who landed on the island one by one. With Wang Si's relationship, Ning Fan was able to enter the island with almost no inspection, but was asked to hide the magic weapon and storage bag.

Except for Ning Fan and Xu Qiuling, the other dozen or so cultivators who landed on the island were asked to search their bodies almost without incident.

After Wang Si handed Ning Fan and the two a heavy purse,

Boat off the island.

Xu Qiuling pulled Ning Fan, rented a carriage, and drove into Suzhou.

Bamboo fence field ridge. Small bridge flowing water. Swallows come home late.

Night falls. On the top of the Ruiyun Tower, splendid fireworks were set off.

"It's beautiful... It's the colorful fireworks from Baocui Pavilion..." Xu Qiuling lifted the curtain and watched the fireworks from the carriage. Intoxicated.

The recollection in Ning Fan's eyes was even stronger, and he began to have an illusion that killing, cultivating demons, fighting blood, and fighting all the way was just a dream. When he woke up, he would still be in the green mountains and green waters of Wu State. Calm life.

It's just that too many times, he doesn't have a choice.

Just embarking on the road of cultivation, he can no longer retreat.

There was a struggle in his eyes. What is struggling is the choice between Xian and Fan.

Scenes of memories filled his heart, as if they were asking his heart, turning into a voice that didn't stop resounding in his heart.

"Building roads has no end, turning back is where..."

Seeing Xu Qiuling revealing the origin of the fireworks, the groom was quite surprised.

"The girl has good eyesight. It seems that it is not the first time to come to Suzhou. Today is the Qiqiao Festival. It is a blessing for the girl and her lover to catch up with this festival..."

The groom began to explain, he was quite a talkative mortal, but Xu Qiuling had no intention of chatting with him at all.

When Xu Qiuling saw the struggle and reminiscence in Ning Fan's eyes, she couldn't bear it, and gently held Ning Fan's hand.

When he saw Ning Fan for the first time, he also had the same expression, in front of the lily orchid flower, swept away the confusion and improved his mood.

Today, Ning Fan is confused again, and he is using this mortal breath to improve his mood.

Xu Qiuling felt pity in her heart, she just wanted Ning Fan to rest, Ning Fan was too tired and too strong.

It was only at this moment that Xu Qiuling realized that Ning Fan couldn't stop at all, he didn't have time to play.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't bring you here willfully, this will only make you more troubled..." Xu Qiuling blamed herself.

"It's okay."

Ning Fan's eyes gradually became clearer, and he didn't take it seriously. He had just struggled with his mind, and his state of mind had improved a lot.

The state of mind can be improved only by chance and understanding, not by penance.

With such a good opportunity to improve his mood, Ning Fan will not let it go, and he no longer thinks that playing here is a waste of time.

Holding Xu Qiuling's hand tightly, Ning Fan also looked at the fireworks in the night sky and said indifferently,

"It's me who should apologize for betraying your good intentions. I can't change back to a mortal... but I don't regret taking the road!"

"I'm a monk!"

Ning Fan's eyes were firm and unwavering, and there was a sense of pride of a monk. He is no longer a confused age, and his state of mind is not far from the realm of virtual refining!

At this moment, he had an aura that was incompatible with this place. The mood has improved, exuding a trace of momentum, which the big cultivator could not notice at all. This trace of momentum spread out, and in an instant, the entire Gusu City trembled, and few people noticed it!

At this moment, the formation that imprisoned the spiritual energy of Gusu City's world was almost collapsed by this aura!

hiss!

In the city of Gusu, five old men hibernated in the city, all with great cultivators, they all pushed open the door and came out, looking at the sky in shock and gasping for breath.

The Gusu sea area is equipped with an absolute spirit formation, which can isolate all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, giving the city a mortal atmosphere.

This Absolute Spirit Formation is a peak formation formation of transformation level, and the design is extremely mysterious, and it cannot be broken by mana at all.

Even if it is the ancestor of the gods, without using the magic weapon of the trump card, it is absolutely impossible to break through this formation.

But just now, the great formation of Gusu City seemed to have been broken by a trace of someone's state of mind!

That imposing manner revealed a great Taoism perception, which was clearly caused by the improvement of the state of mind. That kind of insight has surpassed the realm of God Transformation, almost reaching the level of Void Refinement!

The five old men were all astonished, and they all realized that in this city of Gusu, there might be a great person coming in!

"Who is it! I almost touched the state of mind of the refining virtual!"

The five people's questions will never be answered. And they lived in seclusion, isolated from the world, and they didn't know that there was a murderous monster in the outer sea, and that murderous monster happened 20 years later. Coming to Suzhou!

On the bluestone long street, tourists are like weaving, and the sound of phoenix flute is moving.

In the dim light, a scholar in green shirt closed his eyes and felt the atmosphere of the place. Behind him, he respectfully accompanied a young man in white.

If there are monks from Waihai here, they will be able to recognize that the young man in white is the arrogant figure of the ten Daoist sects, and the most qualified of the seven sons of Waihai - Wang Yun!

Dao Fa Zong Wang Yun, born at the age of 400. The 900-year-old Yuanying peak. Twenty years. It has even reached the realm of half-step god transformation, and it is not far from being a god.

In his capacity, he would accompany the scholar in green shirt so respectfully. It can be seen that this scholar's identity is more detached.

"Brother Yun, how is this Gusu City? Can it help you to understand the mortal world, and the alchemy technique breaks through the fifth-rank intermediate level?"

Wang Yun's tone was very respectful. From his words, we could tell that the scholar in blue shirt was a rank five junior alchemist!

"Difficult...Although it's difficult to improve the alchemy technique, but my mood is almost breaking through the middle stage of God Transformation... It seems that the cultivation base has reached the middle stage from the early stage of God Transformation, and it's just around the corner!"

The Qingshan scholar's tone was extremely indifferent, but he had an air of arrogance of his own.

Little is known. His name is Yun Niansu. He is the second-ranked Tianjiao of the Qingjun generation in the Rain Palace. His bone age is a thousand years old.

In front of Yun Niansu, Wang Yun and the other seven sons of Waihai are not worth mentioning at all!

"Speaking of which, the Endless Sea is not Zhou Leihuang's territory after all. In the Qingjun generation, except for the Zhou family and Zhou Qing, there are few that can catch the eye. What a disappointment!"

Yun Niansu's words made Wang Yun look ashamed. In terms of aptitude, he asked himself that it was difficult to beat Yun Niansu. This person's dual cultivation of alchemy and technique can still reach such a state, which should not be underestimated.

But Wang Yun couldn't agree more with Yun Niansu's small eyes on the endless sea.

"Don't hide Brother Su, Wang Yun knows a person whose qualifications are even higher than that of Zhou Qing of the Zhou family. It is rumored that he has returned to the outer sea. Even if Brother Su first entered the endless sea, he should have heard his name."

In front of Wang Yun's eyes, not only a figure in white clothes and a black cloak appeared, but that figure stepped on all the pride of the Seven Oceans on a snowy night!

"You mean... 'Ming Zun' Zhou Ming!" Yun Niansu's eyes flashed, but he shook his head and chuckled.

"Zhou Ming, it is rumored that he could be turned into a god when he was Yuan Ying, and now that he has returned, he is even more famous... However, in my eyes, he is only qualified, maybe stronger than that Zhou Qing, but not worth me. Pay attention to…"

Yun Niansu disagreed, but as soon as his voice fell, he was secretly surprised and looked up at the sky.

But seeing the Great Spiritual Formation that shields the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, it was almost completely shattered by a hint of mood-boosting momentum!

When it was shocked, a carriage slowly passed by the street, Yun Niansu's eyes narrowed, and fell on a young man in a white coat and a black cloak in the carriage.

The state of mind that almost collapsed the Great Spiritual Great Array was clearly issued by the young man in the carriage!

"Who is this person! I can't see through his cultivation level! His state of mind has almost reached the point of practicing emptiness!"

"He is Zhou Ming!"

Wang Yun's eyes were shocked, his shock was not weaker than Yun Niansu, or even more!

Wang Yun never thought that he would meet Ning Fan in the city of Gusu, where his mind has been refined, and he never imagined that just because the carriage passed by, Ning Fan's aura almost made Wang Yun, the arrogant of the outer seas. collapse!

"He is countless times stronger than he was back then!" Wang Yun showed a complicated look. Ning Fan back then gave him a feeling of invincibility. The current Ning Fan made him not even qualified to stand beside Ning Fan.

A moment ago, Yun Niansu still had a proud expression.

At this moment, his breathing was disordered.

This Zhou Ming, he can't see through it at all... As the second aptitude of the Rain Palace, is he not as good as Ning Fan!

Xu Xu calmed down, and Yun Niansu's eyes showed a hint of war.

"Zhou Ming...I can't imagine that there is such a person in the endless sea!"

…

In the carriage, Ning Fan slowly calmed down, and his eyes were a little weird.

On the street that the carriage had just passed through, it seemed that I saw a familiar face... Maybe it was an illusion.

He didn't use his spiritual sense, and in this mortal kingdom, he didn't want to break his mood.

This is a good opportunity to improve the mood and stabilize the skyrocketing state.

"Where are we going..." He just asked, but was suddenly pulled by Xu Qiuling, paid to get out of the car, and ran towards the brightest night scene.

Playing all the way, Wang Si's gift of silver was completely lost. Xu Qiuling was still in high spirits.

"Look! That's the Ruiyun Tower. All the fireworks are set off in front of the tower..."

Xu Qiuling pointed to the golden pagoda, and there were many stalls under the pagoda, shouting fireworks of various colors.

Visited several stalls. Xu Qiuling's expression began to lose.

"What's wrong?" Ning Fan asked with concern.

"There are no colorful fireworks that were set off before..." Xu Qiuling seemed to like colorful fireworks very much.

As soon as she finished speaking, a white-haired old man in a booth with the most viewers seemed to hear her sigh and shouted deliberately,

"Come on! Under Ruiyun Tower, anyone who plays against the old man will get a colorful firework for every game they win... That little brother, do you want to play against the old man!"

The old man's eyes were secretly focused on Ning Fan. Instinct told him. Ning Fan is a terrible person.

But the old man was not afraid at all. Because the old man himself is a master in the late Nascent Soul, and he is more proficient in chess formations.

"Win a round. Then there will be colorful fireworks?" Ning Fan smiled and led Xu Qiuling to the crowd. He didn't use the slightest mana, but he had an aura of his own that made the onlookers unconsciously spread out a path.

"Don't play chess with him! He's a chess idiot, Uncle Qi. He's very good at chess. Few people can beat him..."

Xu Qiuling was a little worried, but after speaking, she stood on tiptoe and whispered to Ning Fan in a low voice. "Uncle Qi is a mid-level transformation master... The formation and chess skills are similar, and his chess skills are really good."

"Really." Ning Fan disapproved, and Fu Xiu sat on the bluestone bench, facing the old Qi's eyes across the stone chessboard.

"The old man lost all together, and he is nicknamed the chess idiot. This little brother is a bit shy. Playing for the United States, the little brother is really a romantic person, but the old man made it clear that if you lose a game, you need to pay the old man 5 taels of silver. A draw If you win a game without taking a penny, the old man will give you a bunch of fireworks... I wonder if the little brother has enough money?"

Old Qi rubbed his hands together and smiled, as if he was sure that he was better than Ning Fan, and only treated the latter as a fat sheep to slaughter.

How can there be a half of Nascent Soul's bearing, like an old man who is greedy for money.

"Do you have enough fireworks?" Ning Fan smiled back.

Whoa!

The onlookers were all in an uproar. They were mortals, and they couldn't tell that Ning Fan was powerful. They only knew that Qi Lao was very skilled at chess, and he was almost the number one in Suzhou. There was an arrogant boy in front of him, and he was not afraid of Qi Lao. Tiger.

No one thought that Ning Fan could win.

But an hour later, everyone's eyes fell to the ground.

In just one hour, Ning Fan and Qi Lao played 12 games in a row, winning 12 games in a row!

After taking away the twelve bamboo tubes that set off fireworks, Ning Fan took Xu Qiuling and walked out of the crowd calmly.

To Ning Fan, winning a mere intermediate-level array mage is no big deal.

"Zhou Gongzi, the little girl never knew that your chess skills were so good, it's really hidden..."

Xu Qiuling's mouth was slightly opened. The Ning Fan she knew was only a high-level cultivation and an elite in alchemy.

"Where do you want to go next?"

"No, that's enough... let's set off these fireworks, and..."

Xu Qiuling's face instantly turned red.

She bought red candles and Su wine.

She swayed a painting boat, lit a red candle, and sailed on the Su River with Ning Fan, while twelve fireworks were set off on the riverbank.

She drank light wine, she was getting drunk when she played the piano, and she tried to use her piano sound to take away Ning Fan's tiredness of killing.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month in the Hall of Longevity, when no one is whispering in the middle of the night... Young Master Zhou, the good night is short, with me here, you can put down all your vigilance and take a good rest..."

Xu Qiuling said this, and Lu Wan'er also said that day.

"Are you going to sleep with me?" Ning Fan drank from a bottle, half-joking.

"If you dare... I will! Hmm!"

This time, Xu Qiuling poured directly into Ning Fan's arms, and blocked Ning Fan's lips with her tender lips.

"I really dare..."

Her eyes seemed to tell Ning Fan his intentions.

There is the sound of the gurgling river, and the bells of Hanshan Temple ring from time to time.

Under the body is a swaying painting boat, sailing across the Su River, out of the island, towards the sea, there is a cave hidden in the sky, and no one knows the existence of the painting boat.

"Uh...uh..."

The kiss was offered by Xu Qiuling, but she couldn't do it if she wanted to remove her fragrant lips, and she succeeded in provoking Ning Fan's lust.

Even Xu Qiuling admired her courage. This was her first kiss. When her lips touched, she looked shy, as if her entire body softened, as if it was about to melt into Ning Fan's embrace.

The delicate and crisp breasts kept rising and falling, and a tingling feeling spread all over the body.

She was gradually out of breath and wanted to leave Ning Fan's lips, but Ning Fan hugged her tightly, greedily tasting Xu Qiuling's fragrant tongue.

Every human being has seven emotions and six desires. Now that he is a mortal, Ning Fan will no longer suppress his desires with yin and yang.

"How can this be... um..."

Xu Qiuling's eyes gradually blurred. Although she was bold, she never imagined that Xiang Tong would be so molested by a man.

Her pair of plain hands gently pushed Ning Fan's chest, but she couldn't push Ning Fan away, and gradually she stopped resisting.

Ren Ningfan tasted his sweet tongue and brought him the beautiful feeling of his first kiss.

Xu Qiuling's small and lovely Qiongbi was not emitting a red-faced thin pant, but when she felt that her thin shirt was being roughly unbuttoned, her panting began to bring a trace of panic.

"Young Master Zhou, you can't...ah..."

Xu Qiuling immediately felt a broad palm, unbuttoned his clothes, stretched into the thin shirt, and rubbed it across the smooth tube top.

Full-bodied, soft and bouncy, with a wonderful touch.

Xu Qiuling shyly closed her dripping eyes and let Ningfan do it.

This Gusu was the place where she and Ning Fan got married.

This painting boat is the bridal chamber of the red tent.

Ning Fan looked at Xu Qiuling half-drunk with love in his eyes.

In a trance, he seemed to see Xu Qiuling transformed into an orchid, a jet-black orchid that seemed to be similar to before.

It's so fragrant, every inch of skin has a scent that ordinary virgins can't match.

Press her down, possess her!

The palms are stroking all over the body, and the tongue is swimming all over the body.

When that fiery piercing penetrated, a touch of holy blood dyed the night in Gusu.

Xu Qiuling held Ning Fan tightly with painful tears.

She is willing to give everything, as long as she does not lose this butterfly in this life...

Ren Ningfan's shock, her coquettish moan, became more and more intoxicated.