Grasping Evil

() The Promise Pavilion in the east of Guanghan City is thousands of miles away from the north of the city.

With the golden elixir of a middle-aged scribe, it takes one day to reach it.

Fortunately, Ning Fan was with him, so he wouldn't spend a day on comprehension.

Ning Fan just flicked his sleeves lightly, and the vast mana was a middle-aged scribe, and the two of them crossed the distance of thousands of miles in an instant and appeared outside the Promise Pavilion.

"Transform, transform into a god and old monster!" The middle-aged scribe was almost scared to death by Ning Fan's escaping speed.

As far as he knows, those who can escape thousands of miles in one go are at least the spiritual monks.

Only the transfer technique of transforming gods and old monsters can escape thousands of miles!

He originally guessed that Ning Fan was a great cultivator of Yuandian, so it seems that Ning Fan is at least an old monster in the early stage of God Transformation!

"This person is actually an old monster! I can lead the way for an old monster!"

The middle-aged scribe was shocked in his heart, but his eyes were hot.

He bowed respectfully to Ning Fan, pointed to a ten thousand zhang treasure pavilion in front, and said, "Senior, please see, this is Wuji Pavilion. The map of the sea of ​​​​beishu is only available for sale in Wuji Pavilion. The owner of this Wuji Pavilion, It is the lord of Guanghan City, an old monster in the early stage of virtual refining. To enter the Wuji Pavilion for shopping, you must have at least a great cultivator, and juniors cannot enter."

"Since you can't enter the pavilion, then step back. I can enter alone."

Ning Fan sent back the middle-aged scholar and walked towards Wuji Pavilion alone.

There are no gatekeepers in the Wuji Pavilion, and there are only two wooden statues of beasts squatting outside the gate.

The wood carving was lifelike, and a pair of animal pupils were extremely agile.

When Ning Fan approached the Wuji Pavilion, the two wooden beasts suddenly radiated a faint brilliance, stood up on all fours, and the beast pupils stared at Ning Fan coldly.

Every wooden beast exudes the breath of Nascent Soul's peak!

These two wooden beasts are clearly two puppet beasts!

"Stop here! Cultivators under Yuan Dian are not allowed to enter the Promise Pavilion!"

Ning Fan glanced at the two beasts, slightly surprised.

No wonder there is no one to guard this Wuji Pavilion. It turns out that there are two Yuan Dian puppets guarding it.

The manufacturing process of these two puppets is quite special, which is different from the rain world puppet and the Beitian puppet. It was made entirely of wood.

The material of the two puppets is not special, but there are mysterious talisman formations engraved on the puppets, and the complexity of the talisman formation can only be seen by Ning Fan's formation level.

Ning Fan's eyes immediately froze, thinking secretly.

The rank of these two puppets may not be high, but the one who made the two puppets is definitely an extremely powerful puppet master.

Facing the cold gaze of the two beasts, Ning Fan didn't say much.

Perceiving the breath of Ning Fan's Yuan Dian, the chill in the eyes of the two beasts immediately dissipated. Squat again. He proudly said to Ning Fan. "You have enough cultivation to enter!"

The eyes of ordinary puppets are mostly empty, but these two puppets can show arrogant expressions

Ning Fan was quite sure that these two puppet beasts were definitely not puppets with intellect. However, the master who can make a puppet with a proud expression is not extraordinary.

He slowly stepped into the Promise Pavilion. On the first floor of the Promise Pavilion, there were rows of jade racks, with items placed on them.

There are numerous arrays of lights on each jade frame, and there are puppet beasts guarding them.

Many Yuan Dian cultivators selected items on the first floor, and the people who received them were human-shaped puppets.

The moment Ning Fan stepped into the Promise Pavilion, a smiling female puppet moved gently. come over.

This puppet is a sapient puppet, with a half-step god-transforming cultivation base, its eyes are like a clear spring, and it is a bit more agile than a living person.

"I don't know what this Taoist friend came to my Wuji Pavilion to buy? My concubine is Louruo. She is the shopkeeper on the first floor of Wuji Pavilion."

"Map." Ning Fan answered lightly.

"Oh? I don't know what kind of map you want to buy? On the shelf here, there is the map of Diyuan Kingdom, the map of Vast Ocean Kingdom, and the map of Wuyou Kingdom."

The woman pointed to a jade shelf next to it. The shelf was filled with countless jade slips, all of which were stamped with map information.

Next to each jade slip, there are standard map ranges and jade slip prices.

"I want a map of the entire Beishuhai."

Ning Fan's indifferent voice sounded on the first floor, and immediately took out a storage bag and handed it to the female puppet, which contained millions of immortal jade.

Although his voice was not loud, he could naturally hear it with the ear power of the old monsters on the first floor.

Many people looked at Ning Fan's eyes, and the storage bag containing millions of immortal jade, their eyes were full of shock and fiery.

Even if it is the old monster of Yuandian, not everyone is willing to spend millions of immortal jade to buy a map.

Some people also came to Wuji Pavilion to buy the map of Beishuhai, but when they heard the price, they gave up their original intention.

Several old monsters from Yuan Dian looked at Ning Fan inquiringly, only to think that Ning Fan was a little shy, guessing about Ning Fan's background and origin.

There were also several old monsters with vicious faces, secretly paying attention to Ning Fan. When they saw Ning Fan's arrogance, they vaguely regarded Ning Fan as a fat sheep, and they didn't know what bad intentions they were having.

Ning Fan didn't even look at those old monsters with bad intentions. For him, a mere Yuan Dian cultivator was nothing to be afraid of.

The female puppet took the storage bag, swept the storage bag with spiritual sense, and smiled at Ning Fan with a profound meaning.

"Fellow Daoist wants to buy a map of the North Sea of ​​Trees, what is the use?"

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Ning Fan didn't answer the woman's question, but walked slowly to the side of the jade shelf and grabbed a jade slip on the shelf.

That jade slip is the map of Beishuhai.

The array of light set by the jade rack is a mid-level transformation light array, and even the cultivator of the gods does not dare to reach out to pick up the goods on the rack.

Seeing that Ning Fan took the jade slip directly, the woman was slightly startled and was about to stop it when an old voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

"There is no need to stop it, this child is hidden very deep, and will not be hurt by the mere light of the light."

Sure enough, as the mysterious old man said, Ning Fan went straight through the array of light to take the map jade slip, turned around and left, without being hurt by the array of light at all!

Just before leaving, Ning Fan suddenly raised his head and glanced at the upper floor of the Promise Pavilion with a profound meaning.

On the first floor of the Promise Pavilion, all the old monsters at the top of Yuan were stunned.

No matter how stupid they are, they can see that Ning Fan is so powerful that even the transformation light can't hurt Ning Fan. Naturally, Ning Fan can't be a Nascent Soul cultivator, most likely an old monster!

Some Yuan Dian cultivators who had no good intentions before, when they thought that Ning Fan might be a god-turning old monster, they all showed fear, and they dared to attack Ning Fan.

On the top floor of Wuji Pavilion, he turned to look back. An old man in brown clothes was startled for a while, and then his eyes showed deep thought.

"What kind of cultivation is this son? He should have entered the Void Refinement Stage, but I don't know if it's a peeping cultivator, or asking an illusory cultivator, maybe it's higher."

"This child has a very strong puppet aura, but the puppet seems to have been damaged, which is a pity."

"On this puppet, there is a trace of ancient atmosphere, and it should be engraved with ancient runes. I don't know if this child's puppet fragments will be sold."

The old man in brown clothes was thinking about it, and what decision did he make? Send a few words to the female puppet on the first floor.

Immediately. The female puppet rushed before Ning Fan left. After hurriedly chasing a few steps, he said to Ning Fan,

"Fellow Daoist stay, my master invites fellow Taoist to go to the top floor of Wuji Pavilion for a chat."

"Your master?" Ning Fan's eyes were calm. Can't see any emotion.

The owner of the Promise Pavilion is just a cultivator of the Void. This kind of cultivation is not enough to pose any threat to Ning Fan, so he naturally has no concerns.

After pondering for a moment, Ning Fan said to the female puppet, "Lead the way."

He wanted to see what the owner of the Promise Pavilion was looking for.

Ning Fan followed the woman all the way up to the top floor of Wuji Pavilion, and the monks he met along the way looked at Ning Fan as he climbed the stairs, all showing shock.

From the second floor onwards, the monks who came to shop were at least god-turning old monsters.

In the eyes of these gods and old monsters. Ning Fan is only a Yuan Dian cultivator.

It is hard for them to imagine why a cultivator at the peak of Nascent Soul is qualified to climb to the second floor, and even climb to a higher level!

"Who is this person! He climbed the building all the way, is he going to the top floor!"

"The top floor! That's where Pavilion Master Wuji receives the cultivator! Could it be that this cultivator is actually a cultivator?!"

"Hey! This person doesn't seem to be amazing, but he is an old ghost refining?! A powerhouse of this level, looking at the entire Beishuhai, is a tyrannical hero. We must not offend this person!"

Ning Fan walked all the way to the top floor, the woman retreated, and Ning Fan pushed in the door alone.

Above the top floor is a simple-decorated attic. An old man in brown clothes is sitting on a rattan chair, drinking tea alone.

Behind him, there are eight puppet wooden figures, each of which is a half-step cultivation base!

Seeing Ning Fan coming, the old man immediately showed a smile, took a cup of tea for Ning Fan, and said politely, "Fellow Daoist, please take a seat. This is the top-quality spiritual tea that the old man bought from Zhuhang Country - Zhuhang Yunwu Tea, which is made from a century-old cold spring. Brewing, brewing tea with a sixth-level virtual fire, how about the taste of Taoist friends?"

Ning Fan glanced at the puppet wooden man, and thoughtfully, he turned his eyes away and sat on the wicker chair on the other side, picked up the spirit tea, and tasted it carefully.

This tea has a powerful aura, the tea leaves are like miniature bamboo leaves, and the entrance of the tea melts like a cloud, containing the fragrance of green bamboo.

"Good tea."

Ning Fan put down the suet jade teacup and looked at the old man in brown with deep meaning.

The old man was also sizing up Ning Fan carefully, and slightly exuded spiritual thoughts, trying to perceive the specific cultivation of Ning Fan.

It's just that the moment Shen Nian Fang touched Ning Fan's body, he immediately disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, and he couldn't see the depth of Ning Fan at all.

The old man's eyes were shocked, he was a peeping cultivator after all, and his spiritual sense was not weak in peeping, but he couldn't find out any details of Ning Fan.

"This son's aura is so restrained! This son is definitely not a cultivator, don't offend him!"

The old man was a little bit jealous of Ning Fan, and he was very interested in the puppet aura on Ning Fan.

He was slightly silent, and Ning Fan also smiled without saying a word.

After a while, the brown-clothed old man withdrew his spiritual sense and clenched his fists to Ning Fan.

"The old man, Guanghanzi, is the city owner of this Guanghan City, and also the pavilion owner of Wuji Pavilion. The old man asked himself to make friends with Poguang in the sea of ​​​​beijing trees, but it is a little strange to see fellow Daoists. Don't you know the name of Youzun?"

"Lu Bei." Ning Fan smiled and took a sip from the teacup.

This time he sneaked into the tree world secretly, so it is not appropriate to reveal his identity. With his reputation in the rain world, there may be many people in the tree world who have heard of the name Suyihou.

The names of Ning Fan and Zhou Ming are closely related to Suyi Hou's identity and should not be used.

If it is known that Tangtang Suyi Hou has sneaked into the tree world, there may be people who suspect that he is plotting against the tree world and causing trouble.

The management of the interface between the nine realms is very strict. Even if Emperor Nirvana sends people to kill people in the rain realm, it will cost an imperial killing order, and only one order can kill one person.

Ning Fan is not so conceited that he can reveal the identity of the rain world, fighting alone against the three emperors of the tree world and running wild in the tree world.

"It turned out to be fellow Daoist Lu, disrespectful!" Guang Hanzi was smiling, but he felt strange in his heart.

The name Lu Bei is very unfamiliar, not a monk of Bei Shuhai.

He secretly wondered, is the young man in front of him a tree monk from another sea of ​​trees?

As soon as his thoughts were settled, Guang Hanzi then exchanged a few words with Ning Fan, and Ning Fan responded in a calm manner.

During the conversation between the two, time passed a little bit, Guang Hanzi rubbed his forehead, he felt that it was time to get to the point.

"The old man felt a trace of the puppet's breath from the daoist. The puppet is very strong, very strong, and there must be ancient runes engraved on it. It's a pity that according to the old man's perception, the puppet has been damaged, which is really a pity. Exchange some puppet fragments, I wonder if you are willing to agree to this old man's request?"

"puppet?"

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, and his heart was secretly vigilant.

His shattered puppet was hidden on his body, and even the Rain Emperor couldn't detect it, but Guang Hanzi could detect it. He must have a special perception secret to the puppet.

The two puppets of Zhihuo and Zidian are the puppets of the robbery, and even if they are damaged, they are of great value.

If it were revealed that Ning Fan was pregnant with two puppets, it would most likely cause some trouble.

This Guanghanzi invited him to come and talk, is it because he wanted to beat his puppet fragments?

Just after a second thought, Guang Hanzi seems to be quite proficient in the art of puppets, and I don't know if this person can repair the broken virtual puppet.

Seeing Ning Fan's look of vigilance, Guang Hanzi immediately waved his hands again and again, and said with an apologetic smile, "Don't get me wrong, my fellow Daoist, this old man has absolutely no plans for fellow Daoists! This old man just wants to see the ancient runes on the pieces of fellow Daoist puppets"

As soon as Guanghanzi's voice fell, there was a sudden loud noise outside the Wuji Pavilion, and the entire Guanghan City was shaken violently.

The loud noise was deafening, and it was the sound of Guanghan City's defense formation being breached.

Guang Hanzi's face was startled, he immediately shook his body, and took the puppets out of the Promise Pavilion, standing on the sky.

Ning Fan showed a thoughtful look, and he also shook his body and rose to the sky.

But seeing above the sky, a black-clothed young man stepped into the sky, his expression was extremely cold, and his imposing aura swept across the sky, making countless low-level monks in Guanghan City terrified.

"Whoever killed me in Feihuagu, get out voluntarily!"