Grasping Evil

() Ning Fan looked up at the moon and looked down at the water.

The bright moon in the night sky is still bright, and the shadow of the moon in the water waves is fragmented with the water waves.

The bright moon above the head is still, so it should be real.

The shadow of the moon in the water is fragmented, so it can only be a shadow, false

And the false moon shadow appeared because the bright moon was in the sky.

"What is emptiness? 'Void' is the reflection of 'true', and it is because of 'true' that this is what I have realized in a few days. After realizing this, my understanding of the virtual character can be regarded as a real peek into the virtual. level just"

The water wave gradually calmed down, Ning Fan stood on the bridge, lowered his head, looked at the moon shadow re-condensed in the flowing water under his feet, and looked at his own reflection in the water.

He looked at his reflection, and the reflection looked at him as well, meeting each other's eyes.

In just a split second, Ning Fan's head slammed and he suddenly raised his head, as if he understood something, but he couldn't see it through.

Ning Fan turned his head and looked behind him. The moonlight was bright and the fishing fire was brilliant, shining on him, leaving a dark shadow on the bridge deck behind him.

The reflection in the water is fake, but the shadow behind it is real

"Shadow Shadow"

He calmed down and looked at the night in the water town again, but he no longer had any thoughts, and there was only a faint blankness in his eyes.

"What is false"

He asked the question softly again.

But this time to ask yourself, it has a completely different meaning from the first question.

For the first time, I asked myself what was false, what was false, and Ning Fan gave him the answer. It is that all reflections produced by the real are false.

But when he saw his reflection in the water, he was at a loss. But seeing the shadow behind him, he became even more confused and asked a second question again.

This second question is still asking oneself what is false, but what is asked is not false, but true.

When Ning Fan meets the reflection in the water,

Thousands of thoughts suddenly rose in his heart.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the running water. The reflection in the water is also looking at you. You think he is your shadow, but he thinks you are his shadow"

"You're wondering if the reflection is fake, and maybe the reflection is also thinking about your authenticity."

"You threw a warm goose stone, which disturbed the lake water. The lake water made soft waves and shattered the reflection, so you thought the reflection was false."

"But at the angle of the reflection. He also threw a pebble and shattered the running water under his feet. In the reflection's eyes, is your figure also reflected on the lake and scattered with the waves?"

"That phantom, is it really fake?"

"And does the world I stand in really exist?"

"The reflection of who is who!"

"Who's who is so fake!"

"Who is the shadow!"

Ning Fan stood on the small bridge and flowing water, looking at the heavy night. Feelings intertwined.

He gradually couldn't tell who was the objective existence between himself and the reflection, but because of this, his perception of Xu suddenly improved a lot!

Everyone born in heaven and earth takes it for granted that he is objective and real, and his shadow is false.

This is the preconceived idea.

But no one has ever thought about whether he is the shadow, and the world on the other side of the mirror and the lake is the real existence.

Ning Fan's second question touches on a profound insight, and the truth and truth contained in it are definitely not something he can see through today.

Ning Fan didn't know. This second time he asked himself, he has touched the question of the series of heaven, and this is definitely not something he can comprehend now.

He recalled his past under the tutelage of Immortal Emperor Zidou, and he took it for granted that the world in which Immortal Emperor Zidou lived was a fantasy, an illusion, a false world that existed in illusion.

Therefore, he also regarded the days of living with his mother and Zhihe as a fantasy.

But now think about it. Could it be that the fantasy world where Zi Dou lives is the real world, and the four heavens and nine worlds where he lives is the fantasy world?

Ning Fan sighed softly, he could think of these questions, but he couldn't see them through.

He vaguely understood. Why is it that the monks of the seven realms in the first step of cultivating the Tao pursue longevity, while the monks in the second step have obtained the immortal lifespan of immortality, but they still pursue the truth.

The monk who took the first step in the Taoist path longed for immortality.

The monks who are in the second step of cultivation are eager to get the truth. Perhaps only in this way can they get rid of the fate of being a reflection!

"Looking at the virtual, seeing the virtual is false and asking the virtual, seeing the virtual is not virtual"

Ning Fan murmured to himself, he couldn't give the answer to the second question, but his emptiness had really reached the level of asking emptiness because he saw that nothing was empty. Ask the door of the virtual bottleneck, and control a trace of the void.

Do not rely on any chance and chance, nor do you rely on any elixir for comprehension of emptiness, but only rely on one pair of eyes and one heart to comprehend the context of emptiness.

At this moment, Ning Fan looked up at the pitch-black night sky, his eyes were so deep that he seemed to be able to tear apart the space, as if he could see the empty space below.

Every trace of void power has a unique context.

Perceiving every different context, you can freely control the power of the void.

Along each of the different void veins, connecting millions of void powers can condense the void sea.

And if the mana is enough, the moment you step on the sea of ​​​​empty, you will become a breakthrough and become a cultivator

"Crush the void!" At this moment, although Ning Fan's perception of the void has not reached the void, he has already seen the road to the void.

As long as you follow this road to realize the emptiness, one day, Ning Fan can break through the emptiness realm!

"This Xiongtai's eyes are really good. It seems that he has touched the Dao of Chongxu. Little brother Liu Haoyue is from the tree world. I don't know how this Xiongtai is called."

I don't know when, behind Ning Fan, a man in green shirt with pine hairpins and long hair hanging down appeared, smiling like a spring breeze, with an extraordinary appearance, and clasped his fists politely to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan stopped comprehending, his eyes moved slightly. He turned around and clasped his fist at the man in the blue shirt. I was surprised in my heart.

Unexpectedly, he would meet a foreign monk in the outer domain of the imperial tomb.

And this monk is not a person from the rain world, but a monk from another interface!

"Rain World, Ning Fan!"

Ning Fan scrutinized the young man in green shirt. Naturally, this young man in green shirt entered the emperor's tomb with a split soul.

But judging from the person's conversation, Ning Fan determined that this person's deity's cultivation base is at least not lower than the Void Refinement Realm.

And looking at the person's breath, it is clearly a willow-like monster.

Trees can not only be repaired into tree demons. It can also be cultivated into a tree demon, and this Liu Haoyue is a tree demon! From the tree world, one of the nine worlds!

"It turned out that Xiongtai came from the rain world. It was a blessing to meet him. Liu Mou thought that Brother Ning, like Liu Mou, got the Lei Yuling by chance. Only then did he cross all realms and enter the tomb of the fallen emperor."

"It turns out that Brother Liu's Lei Yuling was obtained by accident. I don't know if Brother Liu went to Ning, what advice would you give?" Ning Fan thought about the other party's intention.

"I saw Brother Ning's independent wooden bridge, and it took several days for one stop. He was actually in Wuxu, admiring in his heart, and he had the heart to make friends, and wanted to sit down and talk with Brother Ning. It's honest. It's just for the sake of enlightenment." Liu Haoyue smiled politely and politely, and was a real modest gentleman.

"What do you want to talk about, fellow Daoist?"

"What's wrong!" Liu Haoyue suddenly asked, his eyes were like bright moons, shining with strange brilliance.

He only asked this question, and was looking up at the round of night moon, showing a confused color.

Ning Fan understood and knew that what Liu Haoyue asked was the first time he asked himself what was false.

"Void is the real shadow, because of the real, there is a void. Because of the light, there is darkness. Because of the truth, there is a fake. Qia Ruoning stands on the surface of the river, and the reflection in the river is my void! And me, it should be true. This is the answer I have been thinking about for days, but now I have a different perspective on the answer."

"Oh? Would you like to hear about it?" Liu Haoyue was originally very impressed with Ning Fan's point of view, but this was the first time he heard that someone compared the virtual to the real shadow. People have this brilliant insight.

Just hearing that Ning Fan had other ideas, Liu Haoyue immediately listened. For fear of missing a word.

"The virtual is the real shadow, the real is not necessarily the shadow of the virtual. It is impossible to tell who is who. At least with Ning's current state, he can't see through Brother Liu and the running water under his feet. You look at the reflection in the water. , can you really be sure that you are the truth and it is false?"

"It's impossible to tell who is who!"

After listening to Ning Fan's words, Liu Haoyue's head banged, and she stood there in a daze, looking at the running water and the reflection under her feet, her eyes became more and more confused.

He originally saw Ning Fan Wuxu, so he was born with the heart of making friends.

Although he asked a question, he never expected that Ning Fan's answer would be so shocking.

Ning Fan not only compared the virtual to the shadow of the real, but also asserted that it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false. This is the first time Liu Haoyue has heard of this kind of conclusion.

He couldn't help thinking along Ning Fan's line of thinking, could he, Liu Haoyue, be a shadow, and the world reflected in the water is the real world

Thinking like this, Liu Haoyue's heart trembled, and she felt that her whole life's perception of empty words was just empty talk. He never thought that he himself was false, does this possibility really exist?

"Daoist friend has a unique opinion, and Haoyue is ashamed of herself. But Haoyue has a second question about what is false!" Liu Haoyue clasped her fists and asked for a second time, her eyes showing real respect.

The second question he asked was that he looked at the flowing water instead of the bright moon.

Ning Fan understood and knew that the second question he asked was exactly the one he had thought about before.

"Brother Liu's second question is not false, but true."

"Does Ning Fan have an answer?" Liu Haoyue looked expectant, hoping to get a shocking answer from Ning Fan again.

"Sorry, I don't know what is true. But I once learned from a strong man, he once said a sentence in the world, what is true and false, why do you need to distinguish, what you see is not necessarily true, what you hear is not necessarily false! True and false! Just a thought!"

Liu Haoyue first sighed when she heard that Ning Fan didn't know the answer to the second question.

After hearing the second half of Ning Fan's sentence, he was suddenly shocked, as if he had been enlightened, as if he had realized something.

"The truth is only in one thought, and the truth is only in one thought! Although Brother Ning didn't answer my second question, he gave me a good answer. But Liu Mou has a third question, what is false!"

When Liu Haoyue asked the third question, it was not Mingyue. It is not running water, but looking at the vast night, with vicissitudes of eyes.

Ning Fan pondered, he knew that Liu Haoyue's third question was neither true nor false, but a great way

"Brother Liu has a photo. The avenue is vast. Even those true immortals have to spend their whole lives to explore. How does Ning know the answer. Instead of thinking about the misty avenue, it is better to live in the moment. , the path you and I have traveled is the path I have been waiting for!"

"The road you walk is the avenue." Liu Haoyue's confused eyes gradually became clearer, when she looked at Ning Fan again. With a sighing expression.

"Brother Ning is extremely talented, and he answered three questions one after another, which Liu admires. If Brother Ning comes to the tree world, he must go to the Snow Willow Devil Palace, and Liu will surely greet him! This is Liu's 'Divine Consciousness Order'. With this order, Brother Ning can enter and leave the Snow Willow Devil Palace at will. No one will stop him! Farewell!"

Liu Haoyue clasped her fists respectfully again, shook her body, and pulled a strand of her soul away from the emperor's tomb.

Ning Fan looked at Liu Haoyue's passing away, thoughtfully. Carefully scrutinize a Divine Consciousness Order in the palm of his hand.

This kind of token is condensed by some powerful monks with the power of divine sense to prove their identity.

This kind of token can be stored in the sea of ​​consciousness, which is convenient for storage. Another advantage is that it can be brought out from the imperial tomb.

There were only four words on the Divine Consciousness Order, but these four words shocked Ning Fan deeply.

'Snow Willow Demon Emperor'!

That Liu Haoyue was actually one of the three famous demon emperors in the tree world, Xue Liu Demon Emperor, and a true Void Shattering Emperor!

"I didn't expect that I accidentally established a friendship with a tree world broken virtual." Ning Fan shook his head and chuckled. With a single finger of divine consciousness, the token immediately turned into light and submerged into its sea of ​​soul-splitting consciousness.

His eyes swept across the heavy night, Ning Fan was silent for a while, walked off the small bridge and flowing water, and walked through the night of the water town.

On both sides of the river, there was the sound of drumming and laughter on the Wu Peng boat.

The breath is moist and floating, with the aroma of rapeseed flowers.

The night fades away. The morning light is dim.

Ning Fan walked under the thinly woven tiles, staring at the green bricks under his feet, and at the flowers floating in the pottery jars at the entrance of the alley.

Holding a Qiang flute, he walked across the bright lake covered by reeds. I walked past the bright tiles in the main halls, and walked past the clusters of restrained bamboos.

One day, two days, three days

Ning Fan walked all the way and encountered some spirit beasts and monsters along the way.

As time passed by, his soul-splitting cultivation base also climbed a little bit.

There are six layers of pulse development, seven layers and ten layers.

Ning Fan stood on the top of a mountain, recalling the scene when he broke through the spirit of fusion.

Back then, he broke through the spirit of Rongling with a golden elixir, and the time in Qimei was gone forever.

Roar!

On the top of the mountain, several giant bear spirits, each with a tenth-level cultivation base, roared towards Ning Fan.

Ning Fan didn't turn his head, he just threw out the Qiang flute and took the lives of a few bear monsters at will.

Swallowing the furbolg's pulse-defying Leiguo, this weak soul-splitting body broke through the fusion spirit at this moment!

"It's melted just like it was back then"

Ning Fan's eyes became more and more thoughtful, and he flew down the mountain in one step. After merging the spirit, his split soul can fly to the sky and escape to the ground.

He used the Snow Treading Art, which he hadn't used for many years, just as he was creeping across the sky.

He flew high above the Nine Heavens and headed straight for the Central Territory, alarming many beasts from the Outer Territory that were hidden from the world along the way.

Among these beasts, there are the early, middle, late and even peaks of Rongling, but as long as they are under the golden core, no one can stop Ning Fanqiangdi from taking his life!

laugh! laugh! laugh!

That Qiang flute fell into Ning Fan's hands and turned into a magic weapon.

Ning Fan slaughtered all the way, killing tens of thousands of ferocious beasts, and his cultivation level also climbed.

Rongling Early Stage, Rongling Middle Stage, Rongling Late Stage, Rongling Peak

Approaching the breakthrough of the golden core, Ning Fan recalled the bloody slaughter all the way to break through the golden core.

I remembered the deep affection of the ancestors of Huoyun, the humiliation of Dajin, and the battles in the outer sea.

Reminds me of a rhetoric back then!

Don't seek longevity, don't seek vertical and horizontal, just straighten your reflection!

"Golden core!" With a flash of light, he showed great momentum, and he has already broken through the golden core!

It seemed that a streamer rushed into the Central Territory, and immediately alarmed countless undead in the Central Territory!

In the Central Territory, most of the undead have cultivation bases, and the cultivation bases are not low. There is no lack of Jindan Yuanying, and even God Transformation.

Ning Fan tends to flee towards the poor mountains and bad waters. Every time he walks in a field, he will be besieged by a field of undead, and he will also slaughter a field of undead monks!

For every undead you kill, you get a thunder fruit

The cultivation level has been improved step by step, reaching the middle, late stage, and peak of Jindan, once again approaching the Nascent Soul stage!

In the dark of night, Ning Fan walked out of the valley of the dead on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, looked at the bright moon above his head, and recalled the decisiveness when he gave birth to a baby!

I remembered the tenderness that was reluctant to kill Zhihe, and the inner demon who had been in distress for many years.

You are a demon that I can't kill in my life

"Nascent Soul" Ning Fan took countless Lei Guo, and his cultivation base broke through Nascent Soul at this moment.

Although there are Nascent Souls and God-Transforming undead in the Central Territory, they do not exist on a large scale.

Ning Fan couldn't achieve Lei Guo's promotion into God Transformation and Void Refinement through mass slaughter just like breaking through the previous realms.

He flew directly over the Central Territory, no longer killing, and flew all the way to the place near the God Territory.

He no longer concealed his suffocation. The undead he encountered along the way, all felt the threatening aura of Ning Fan, and they all shivered and did not dare to attack Ning Fan again.

Ning Fan stood outside the realm of the gods, sensing the unusual ferocity in the realm of the gods, and gently stopped his footsteps.

He is not going to enter the realm of the gods. If there really is the undead of Lei Huang in the realm of the gods, he will only end up being destroyed if he enters the realm of the gods.

It has been several months since entering the imperial tomb, and the external deity's injuries should be almost healed.

Ning Fan entered the imperial tomb with a single strand of soul, from the outer domain all the way through the central domain, to the periphery of the gods domain. His initial goal of exploring the imperial tomb has basically been achieved.

Next, it's time to leave the tomb

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the darkness of the night, Ning Fan's heart was like water.

True or false, he didn't care about that.

All he cares about is those people, those things, those obsessions

Returning to the mortal dust, his smile dimmed the bright moon. He looked at a ray of moonlight calmly, but at the moment his mood was close to the avenue.

He suddenly had an urge to pick up those memories and ignite the moonlight!

The moonlight is elusive and hard to find, let alone ignited

But Ning Fan has a strange feeling that as long as he wants to, he can ignite the moonlight!

This journey of enlightenment is not nothing. At least Ning Fan has gained enough insights, and these insights are enough to make him create a spell by himself again!

Looking at the seemingly empty moonlight, he suddenly stood proudly on the top of the mountain, pinching his fingers.

"Perhaps I can create my own 'Void Burning Technique' before I leave." Ning Fan smiled lightly. If he integrates his insights into this technique, he can ignite the moonlight! Ignite the void!

He has not yet realized what a terrifying magical power the spell he created at will.

And what kind of Void Shattering powerhouse would be almost scared to death by this technique

Outside the troll clan, an arrogant gray-clothed old man suddenly descended with an edict from the Rain Emperor.

"The old man, Yun Daoku, was ordered to come to convey the will of the Emperor Yu. Where is Zhou Ming, come out quickly to receive the order!"

His voice was not loud, but he blended into the imposing manner of Shattering the Void, which shocked the entire troll clan!

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He heard that the Scarlet Demon King that he supported was dead in the hands of Ning Fan.

It seems that I need to teach Ning Fan a little lesson today!

"Where's Zhou Ming!" Yun Dao shouted coldly, and the mountains and rivers collapsed after the layers of Bei Liangfengxue were scattered by him.