Grasping Evil

() Bei Xiaoman was speechless.

She really wanted to find a reason to threaten Ning Fan, she wanted to take back Grandpa Shi Bing, she wanted to take back Yuan Yaoyu, she wanted to defeat Ning Fan, and she wanted to stop seeing Ning Fan's triumphant smile.

After she broke through into God Transformation, she once thought that she could beat Ning Fan and repair Ning Fan well.

However, the fact is that over the past 20 years, Ning Fan's strength has been much higher than Bei Xiaoman's.

When they met for the first time, Bei Xiaoman was a half-step spirit transformation, while Ning Fan was a fusion of spirits, and was not taken into account by Bei Xiaoman at all.

After Ning Fan got a baby, relying on the change of yin and yang, and when Bei Xiaoman's affairs went wrong, he just defeated Bei Xiaoman, which made Bei Xiaoman very unwilling.

He was provoked and profaned by Ning Fan, his grandfather Shi Bing was taken away, and Yuan Yaoyu, the token of love, was taken away. Bei Xiaoman thought she must have hated Ning Fan to death.

However, when she was transformed into a god and climbed into the sea of ​​​​clouds, when she saw that her sister and mother were all proud of her, she couldn't help but brag about Ning Fan.

She thought she hated Ning Fan, she wished Ning Fan was killed by Yan Zun.

It's just that when Ning Fan was really in danger, she was very nervous for some reason and wanted to help him.

Why is this happening? Bei Xiaoman never thought about it, but seeing Ning Fan's proud smile at this moment, Bei Xiaoman's head went blank, his heart skipped a beat...

That smile is so pretty.

It's just the owner of this smile, why does he always bully himself...

The owner of this smile, why would he rather help a strange woman kill than be nice to himself.

With a gloomy expression, Bei Xiaoman's heart was slightly sour, and he said in a mysterious way,

"Please return Grandpa Shi Bing to me...otherwise...I will never forgive you...Never!"

This statement came out. Bei Xiaoman was stunned, what right does she have to not forgive Ning Fan, who is she from Ning Fan?

Ning Fan was also stunned, he thought that Bei Xiaoman would yell and kill him to threaten him. It never occurred to me that Bei Xiaoman's way of threatening is not to forgive himself.

He sighed slightly in his heart, such a Bei Xiaoman. Let Ning Fan have no desire to bully at all.

He patted the storage bag, took out a stone puppet, and took a breath. The stone puppet immediately grew into the wind and turned into a stone soldier who had not seen each other for a long time.

"I promised Shi Bing that one day I would release him back to the Palace of Relics, and today, I will return him!"

thump!

As if a pebble was thrown into the heart lake, Bei Xiaoman's heart lake suddenly swayed with ripples.

She said she would not forgive Ning Fan. It's just the words of ghosts and gods. I never expected these words to impress Ning Fan.

She doesn't think so either. Now Ning Fan, who is one of the Eight Inner Seas, an old man in the Rain Palace, and a black and white eater, will care about her not forgiving.

However, she only said a word, and Ning Fan returned Shi Bing. This...this is so unreasonable!

"Isn't this a dream?" Bei Xiaoman blushed and was at a loss.

"You won't know if you pinch it..." Ning Fan casually pinched Bei Xiaoman's face. The corner of his mouth twitched, "Does it hurt? It's not a dream if it hurts."

"It hurts! Zhou Ming, you're deceiving people too much! You, you, you!"

Bei Xiaoman exploded with anger again, and the half-pointed goodwill he had just raised for Ning Fan immediately vanished. He stomped his feet fiercely, covered his face that had been pinched red by Ning Fan, and ran out of the South Tower.

In the South Tower, there are only three people, Lu Qing, Shi Bing, and Yalan.

Including Shi Bing, everyone is covered with black lines... Ning Fan really dares to pinch, that is the fourth Miss Beitian...

Looking at Bei Xiaoman's back that looked like he was running away, Ning Fan's eyes darkened. He suddenly realized that bullying this little girl was very fun.

"Brother Zhou, thank you, if it wasn't for you, Yalan would have..." Yalan's words broke the silence.

"You're welcome, it's just a trivial matter. I haven't seen her in 20 years. Miss Yalan has already broken through the golden pill, and her aptitude is really good."

Hearing Ning Fan's compliment, Yalan's face turned red. She was able to break through the Golden Core in 20 years, and she naturally borrowed the power of the Relics Pagoda. If this is the case, it is enough to show that she has a good aptitude.

There are many people who praise her. There are also a lot of people who pursue her, but those compliments can never make her look a little bit.

Ning Fan's compliment made her very happy, she just felt that the 20 years of hard work had not been in vain.

"Miss Yalan doesn't seem to be looking very well..."

Ning Fan swept away Yalan's pretty face, the latter's face was slightly pale, as if he was affected by Gu Zhen's finger and was slightly injured. A bloodstain on his face was scratched by a broken porcelain cup.

A trace of the power of the black star wrapped around her fingertips, and she wiped the side of Yalan's face. In an instant, the wound on Yalan's pretty face healed without leaving a trace of scars.

"Here are some medicinal pills and dao fruits, which are enough to help you stabilize your Jindan cultivation, and even hit the middle and late stages. With Miss Yalan's aptitude, it should not be difficult to break through the Nascent Soul in this life. The elders in the family are really short-sighted, presumably thousands of years later, when you transform into a god, they will regret giving you to Gu Zhen."

Ning Fan praised without hesitation, and handed a storage bag to Yalan.

After being praised by Ning Fan again, Yalan felt ashamed and joyful again, she swept away the storage bag with divine sense, but then her pretty face was shocked.

"There are so many medicinal pills, and there is actually a golden pill! This is too precious, and Yalan can't accept it!"

"Take it."

Ning Fan waved his hand, a few bottles of three-turn pills and a few golden pills, to Ning Fan, who had nearly 100,000 golden pills, was really nothing.

"Brother Zhou, Yalan can't repay such a heavy gift..."

"It's okay, you should take Dan to rest first, don't leave any dark wounds. Lu Qing and Shi Bing, two fellow Daoists, have something to say."

"Yeah." Yalan nodded obediently. She knew Patriarch Lu Qing, who was the god of the World Heritage Palace. She didn't know Patriarch Shi Bing, but she occasionally heard some rumors.

These god-turning ancestors are existences that her identity cannot touch, but because of Ning Fan, she can stand with these ancestors.

It feels like a dream.

Yalan returned to the building to rest, but she kept thinking about Ning Fan's words in her heart. She never believed that she had the hope of conceiving a baby and turning into a god, but Ning Fan praised her for her good aptitude, and she suddenly had confidence in herself.

Yes, she must work hard. If one day, she breaks through the transformation of God, and once again recommends a pillow seat to Ning Fan, I wonder if he will refuse...

"What am I thinking about!" Yalan patted her flushed face angrily.

…

in the South Tower. Without Bei Xiaoman and Yalan, the atmosphere became quiet again.

Ning Fan's eyes swept over Lu Qing and Shi Bing with interest. At this moment, Lu Qing's face was full of confusion, while Shi Bing was full of surprise.

When Ning Fan was talking with Bei Xiaoman and Yalan. The two also talked a little bit apart.

Lu Qing was stunned because he learned that for twenty years, Shi Bing has not been guarding the young lady at all. This is really terrifying! When was Shi Bing captured? He Lu Qing didn't even know!

Shi Bing was surprised because he learned that Ning Fan killed Yan Zun and was awarded the title of Zun Lao. Every time he showed his face, Ning Fan surprised him even more. Shi Bing suddenly realized that at this moment, Ning Fan was already standing at the pinnacle of the strength of the endless sea!

"Fellow Daoist Shi, I have sent you back to the Palace of Relics, do you have anything to say?" Ning Fan hinted.

"Cough, sorry."

Only then did Shi Bing come back to his senses, and the years have been vicissitudes. Twenty years later. He was finally released by Ning Fan.

he knows. What Ning Fan wanted to hear from him was not a thank you, but a promise.

Shi Bing had been by Ning Fan's side for too long, so he knew a lot of secrets. Especially the Dingtian mourning technique, if that kind of thing comes out. I don't know how many real immortals in the Four Heavens Immortal Realm will come to chase and kill Ning Fan.

"I would like to swear to Mingzun that I will never disclose everything in the past 20 years to anyone, if I violate this oath..."

Before Shi Bing finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Fan.

"Enough, you don't have to swear to death, you don't care about death at all. I believe you!"

After 20 years of getting along, Ning Fan knew Shi Bing very well. He was a man who was not afraid of death and would not talk nonsense. If he said he would not leak secrets, he would rather die.

"Protect Bei Xiaoman carefully in the future, and don't let her cause trouble again. Now that I have a close relationship with the Palace of the World, I should always protect Bei Xiaoman for her." Absurd woman.

"She?" Shi Bing didn't know who the woman Ning Fan was talking about.

Ignoring Shi Bing's doubts, Ning Fan turned to Lu Qingdao,

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I need a lot of elixir to nourish the Primordial Spirit when I come to the Palace of Relics. I wonder if I can take some?"

"What! Daoyou Zhou's Primordial Spirit is injured!" Both Lu and Shi were shocked, and they wondered if Ning Fan had killed Zun Yan with serious injuries? so tyrannical?

"Well, some injuries, can I get medicine?" Ning Fan did not reveal Luo You's existence.

"Of course! You are the masters of the east, west and north pagodas of the Palace of the Forgotten, so you can take medicine." Lu Qing said cheerfully, compared to attracting Ning Fan for the Palace of the Forgotten, the mere spirit medicine is nothing at all. .

"Oh? Daoist friend is quite refreshing. This time I came to the Palace of the Forgotten World, and I want to enter the Forgotten World Tower to practice... I don't know how to charge if I want to enter the top of the seventh-floor tower?"

"The seventh floor?" Lu Qing was stunned, and explained, "With the power of fellow Daoists, you can enter the fifth floor at most, and although my Palace of Relics treats alchemists well, at most I can only help those who do not transform into gods. Alchemists enter the fifth floor. Higher floors have strict restrictions on cultivation..."

"Understood." Ning Fan didn't force him to enter the seventh floor. This time, he was only transforming the spirit for the purpose of mana. He had two experience in transforming spirits. The outside world is 1/32, and the seventh floor is 1/128.

The fifth and seventh floors are only a year and a half, and there is not much difference.

"By the way, before the young lady got angry, she told the old man that if Fellow Daoist Zhou wants to practice in the World Tower, there is no need to charge, and all of them will be recorded on the account of the young lady."

"Oh? Bei Xiaoman treats me so well, and doesn't charge me?" Ning Fan was surprised.

"Well, Miss asked the old man to tell fellow Daoist...cough, the following is the original words of the young lady, not the meaning of the old man..."

Lu Qing smiled awkwardly, imitating Bei Xiaoman's tone and said, "Zhou Shioming! Don't worry! You don't need to spend money to cultivate in the Forgotten World Tower, you can be taken care of by this lady!"

"Ha ha!"

Ning Fan shook his head and laughed, this Bei Xiaoman actually took care of him Ning Fan...

"Fellow Daoist, don't be angry, the young lady is just being angry..." Lu Qingsheng was afraid that Ning Fan's self-esteem would be humiliated.

"Angry? Why should I be angry? I'm being taken care of by Bei Xiaoman, that's fine, so I can just take the things from the World Heritage Palace, right?"

The corner of Ning Fan's mouth twitched, he didn't care about the false name.

Is it being taken care of by Bei Xiaoman? That's good. Now he has an excuse to vacate the Shishi Palace warehouse.

Improving alchemy requires a lot of medicinal materials, which is too expensive. Well, first burn the money of the Palace of Relics.

A day later, Ning Fan almost emptied the spirit medicine reserves of the four dan pagodas in the Palace of the Lost World.

On the second day, Ning Fan officially entered the tower to retreat.

The top of the South Tower. In the boudoir, Bei Xiaoman slapped melon seeds lazily, and listened to the reports of the maids, feeling very proud.

According to the servants. Ning Fan did not veto the status of being fostered.

"Humph! Isn't your big devil Zhou very arrogant and arrogant? Didn't I take care of me, Bei Xiaoman." Bei Xiaoman snorted, but there was a secret joy in his eyes, so, did Ning Fan become hers? Followers, you can use it at will.

She doesn't seem to realize what it means to support.

"Miss Qiqi... Young Master Zhou, he... He almost took away all the thousand-year-old elixir from the four alchemy towers. Many Keqing alchemists have no medicine to use if they want to concoct elixir..."

"W-what... what did you say..."

Bei Xiaoman's nibbling on melon seeds stopped, she realized. Lose yourself.

The elixir piled up by the four dan towers. Can be described as sky-high. At least worth billions of immortal jade, was just evacuated?

Those elixir, but hundreds of third-turn, a dozen fourth-turn alchemy!

"Zhou Ming! You bully people! You are shameless!"

Bei Xiaoman is desperate. Rush out of the south tower and run under the central silver tower. Pointing at the silver tower and cursing.

Knowing that Ning Fan was going to empty all of her elixir, she would definitely not say anything about taking care of her to take advantage of it.

Revenge, she must have revenge!

right! Didn't he take care of Ning Fan? In that case, when Ning Fan walked out of the Pagoda, Bei Xiaoman would have to train Ning Fan well, let him know who is the follower and who is the master!

"Speaking of which, what are you going to do when you take care of Zhou Xioming? Let him beat my legs or rub my shoulders?"

She hadn't realized that the word "nursing" was to pay for chastity.

…

On the fifth floor of the Lost World Tower, Ning Fan stood between the mountains and rivers, not in a hurry to open up the cave.

He looked up at the sky, thoughtful.

The Relic Tower in the lower world is at the level of the silver tower, with only seven floors, corresponding to the seven realms of self-cultivation.

The fifth floor is good to say, the sixth and seventh floors are strictly limited, and they are definitely not allowed to enter.

Each floor has countless independent spaces for people to cultivate. At this moment, Ning Fan is in the fifth floor.

Under the space barrier under the feet, is the fourth layer of space.

Above the overhead space barrier is the sixth floor space.

For an ordinary cultivator, without a cultivation base, he would never be able to enter the sixth floor, but is Ning Fan an ordinary cultivator?

The figure shook, and the next moment, Ning Fan appeared at the top of the sky.

A trace of purple-gold wind smoke was entwined between them, swiping towards the space barrier, and immediately, the sound of zizi came out, and the space barrier was weathering at a slow speed.

After a stick of incense, the space barrier cracked, and Ning Fan jumped into the sixth floor!

The sixth layer of heaven and earth is not green mountains and green waters, but... a starry sky!

Where Ning Fan is standing at the moment is a star with a radius of 100,000 miles!

Above the whole body, the power of the void leaned down, almost killing Ning Fan.

There is also a trace of void power in the whole body. Ning Fan is also a monk who has asked the void, and he is not afraid of this level of void power.

Feeling the sixty-four times slowing down of the time here, Ning Fan seemed to have a clear understanding.

"No wonder Lu Qing claimed that the sixth and seventh floors cannot be entered unless they are cultivated enough. Dare to understand that the sixth and seventh floors are fundamentally different from the fifth. I wonder if I can block the seventh floor with my power of the void. Void!"

Ning Fan's eyes flickered, he stepped on the stars, and rose from the void. After reaching the top of the void, he pointed at the wind and smoke again, breaking a gap and jumping into the seventh floor.

In the seventh floor, the flow rate of time is 1/128 of the outside world!

The power of the void in this place makes Ning Fan feel extremely dangerous, even a cultivator can't bear it!

And in the void of this level, the technique of moving can't fly a little distance at all!

Without hesitation, Ning Fan slapped the storage bag and took out two magic weapons.

One is the Dongming Bell, this bell hangs above Ning Fan's head, and there is no power of the void to hurt.

The second is the star compass. This compass was given by the Immortal Emperor of the Xuanwu Star Palm Stele, and it is the treasure of the monks who escape the void.

From what Ning Fan sees now, the void is probably also graded. In a slightly weaker void, the spirit transformation will not necessarily die if you enter it, and you can also fly away calmly by refining the void.

But in places where the emptiness is more tyrannical, under the broken emptiness, if you enter it, you will die.

No move can escape here, only the star compass can escape.

Ning Fan sacrificed the star compass, and the palm-sized compass immediately turned into a silver continent as large as ten thousand feet.

Ning Fan jumped onto the continent one step at a time, and when his fingers changed, the continent escaped into the void at an unbelievable speed.

That speed is even higher than ordinary virtual refining, at least in the mid-term of virtual refining!

"This star compass is a good thing..."

Ning Fan fled in the seventh-layer void, found a star with a radius of one million miles, and landed on it.

The uneven ground did not have the slightest vitality, but Ning Fan didn't mind it, and when the sword energy swayed at his fingertips, an underground cave was opened under his feet in an instant.

"Just practice here..."

Ning Fan walked into the cave on foot, and the moment his figure completely entered the cave, he suddenly raised his head strangely, a purple star flashed in his left eye, looking at the sky strangely.

"How do you feel that this abandoned tower has an eighth floor?"

"Is it an illusion..."

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