Grasping Evil

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After the chaos in Tianjiang, I am afraid that this session of the sword ancestor trial will not be able to continue. .

Above the Linghuang Great Lake, in a certain palace, Ning Fan and Ling Huang talked for a long time before leaving.

He gave Tianjiang as a dowry gift to Emperor Ling.

He temporarily borrowed Xu Daozi from Lingdian to integrate the remnants of Tianjiang.

Walking out of the palace, the snow was heavy and the night was dark.

Under a white plum tree, a pure and innocent woman stood quietly, waiting for Ning Fan to leave the palace, it was Xiao Dugu.

"What did your father say to you?"

"He discussed with me about conquering Tianjiang completely, and then told me a lot of things about you. Your preferences, your surname, your..."

"Hmph, why did the royal father tell you everything!" Little Dugu snorted softly, but there was some happiness in his eyes.

"I heard from your father, you hate killing..." Ning Fan looked at Xiao Dugu with interest.

In his perception, Xiao Dugu is not a simple person, with a high mind, outstanding combat power, amazing swordsmanship, and clear love and hate.

She is not Zhihe, she is not a naive woman, and she actually hates killing, which is really interesting.

"Well, every time I see the killing, I feel very uncomfortable and my heart hurts." Xiao Dugu said indifferently, as if he was saying something inadvertently.

"My heart hurts? Do you want me to help you take a look."

Ning Fan glanced at Dugu's proud **, raised his body and stretched out, trying to help Xiao Dugu check the position of his heart.

Xiao Dugu glared at Ning Fan angrily, and said angrily, "Fuck you, Ning Xiaomo! If you want to take advantage of me, can you find a better reason! I'm not sick or injured, don't worry... It's just that there is a power in my heart, it doesn't like killing, it also protects me..."

Ning Fan's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help thinking of Bai Yue's scene.

When Xu Daozi's black crow technique covered the sky with death qi, even Ling Huang and others could not resist death qi, but Xiao Dugu was unscathed under the attack of death qi.

Is that magical power she said is protecting her...

"I wanted to tease you just now, but now I really want to help you check your body." Ning Fan took a step forward, grabbed Xiao Dugu's soft waist, and stroked her lower abdomen with the other hand, slowly Move up...

"No... shameless!"

Little Dugu's delicate body was tense, and the side face was full of blush. He pushed Ning Fan away and ran away like a wolf.

"Your master is waiting for you, go ahead... I'm really fine, trust me."

In the darkness of the night, Dugu's voice was faintly heard, which was really nice.

"It's really okay... If so, I'll trust you."

Ning Fan's brows stretched slightly, and he closed his eyes. A very wretched and shameless old man slowly appeared in his mind.

Yes, what Xiao Dugu said is right, it's time to find the master and fulfill the promise of the year.

Without Xiao Dugu present, Ning Fan's expression all disappeared, his expression was cold and ruthless.

At this moment, he didn't have any pretense, just a person who lost his seven emotions.

He said that even if he lost his seven emotions, he was not a heartless person.

Even if he deceives, even if he hides, he will show a smile to the person he loves.

The figure flickered, and in an instant, Ning Fan disappeared into the night.

All the way to the north for thousands of miles, there is an ice and snow sword city.

There are many cultivators guarding the city, all of whom are Lingdian sword cultivators, who seem to be sent by Xiao Dugu.

It seems that Xiao Dugu really abides by the agreement of the year and helps him protect the old demon.

Although the old Demon Mountain people had their own tricks, they hired Emperor Xia as a bodyguard... This was something Ning Fan didn't know before until Emperor Xia sent a letter.

The heavy snow pressed against the window, and in the cold room, the old demon sat alone on the couch, and Emperor Xia was not there.

There was a chessboard on the couch, with oil lamps lit beside it, while the old demon held chess pieces in his hands, playing chess with himself, like a high-ranking scholar.

In the cold room, a breeze suddenly floated, and a young man in white appeared.

The old demon pretended to be inscrutable and said, "Teacher, you are here, and you haven't seen it for many years. It is already a broken six cultivation base. Not bad, not bad, it is not worth the painstaking cultivation of the teacher."

Ning Fan was stunned when he looked at the old demon who acted like this, and then he was speechless.

Which one is the old devil playing, imitating other people's masters, pretending to be a senior, and pretending to be serious and serious?

It seems that since the day Ning Fan met the old demon, the old demon has not been passing by.

"Teacher, what are you still doing? Come and accompany your teacher to play a game. For your teacher, stay in the mountains, indifferent to fame and fortune, and stay away from the rivers and lakes. On a snowy night, under the blue light, you can get a good apprentice in a cold night. , It's really a pleasure to play against Yi's life!"

Old Demon's sloppy appearance made Ning Fan complain.

Ning Fan didn't say much, and sat on the couch, facing the old demon across the chessboard.

The old devil's scalp suddenly got itchy, and he wanted to scratch it, but he was afraid that he would ruin the demeanor of his senior, so he resisted and didn't scratch it.

With a flick of the sleeve, all the black and white chess pieces returned to the chess tank.

Then Lao Moxu squinted his eyes and said lightly to Ning Fan, "You hold a white child."

The ancients Bai Zi left first, the old demon acted like this because he wanted to let Ning Fan.

After all, he is a master, how can he take advantage of his disciples.

"That being the case, the disciple is welcome."

Ning Fan smiled, he was really welcome.

He held Baizi and fought with the old demon for ten consecutive rounds. In nine rounds, the old demon lost his helmet and armor.

With Ning Fan's chess skills and mentality, even if he played against the Heavenly Emperor, the outcome would still be five or five points.

What about the old demon... it's a complete abuse.

The tenth game is coming to an end, and the old demon has lost intolerable.

The old devil is angry, he can no longer pretend to be a senior!

"His grandmother's! I'm your master. If you let me win two games, I'll die!"

Snapped!

Before the tenth set was finished, the old demon decisively overturned the table.

"It's a draw!" He smiled wickedly.

Ning Fan smiled but didn't say a word. He didn't kill the old demon for ten rounds in a row. I am afraid that the old demon would continue to put on a pose. The old demon of Wenxuan gave him goosebumps. It's still good.

"The disciple pays a visit to the master. I haven't seen it in a hundred years. The master's complexion seems to be good."

Ning Fan looked at the old demon carefully.

Today's old demon has recovered to the peak of Shattered Void's cultivation. Don't ask, it must be Wei Xuan and others who are helping.

As for the poison in the old demon's body, it has already been removed...

Thinking about it too, the old devil has Emperor Xia around, what poison is hard to beat him.

The poison of Jue Yin, he just didn't want to get rid of it in the past, he was just disheartened, he just wanted to live the rest of his life in the country of Yue...

Until the old demon met Ning Fan, met another descendant of the Yin-Yang demon vein, and saw the hope of resurrecting his wife!

So, he wanted to fight again, just to wake up his beloved!

"Your complexion is not very good... The seven emotions are extinguished, the reincarnation is abandoned, the devil is born... What happened?"

The old demon looked at Ning Fan, his eyes were extremely solemn, and there was no trace of wretchedness, and his expression was full of worry.

"It's just a small matter... Master, Han Nietian has died at my hands, you, please mourn." Ning Fan sighed.

"I see, he took the wrong path, and that was the path he chose. Since he has made a choice, he has to bear the consequences..." The old demon's eyes gradually became cloudy, and he seemed a little lonely.

"By the way, Daotu should be unsealed, right?" Ning Fan changed the subject.

"Well, the unsealing is over!" The old demon's eyes suddenly lit up, spitting stars flying around, and he said endlessly,

"Speaking of this soil, this is a good thing! Generally, only the big forces who sit in the air can get a little bit. Hehe, I took advantage of the Chunyang Sect Master to retreat, killed the Chunyang Sect, and took away the coffin. Grab an acre of land, and make the Chunyang Sect a mess..."

When it comes to the brilliant achievements of the year, the old demon is in high spirits, and there is a tendency to talk about three days and three nights.

Ning Fan shook his head, decisively interrupting the pride of the old demon recalling the past, and continued, "How do you grow Dao fruit?"

In an instant, the old demon's excitement was all put away, his eyes showed unbearable color, he let out a long sigh, and finally said, "The way of planting the dao fruit is the same as that of mortals. It needs to sow seeds... There are two sources of seeds. One is the seed of Taoism, which is difficult to collect. The other is to snatch the immortal seed in the monk's body to make the seed... The immortal seed that all monks born in four days have."

"Immortal?"

Ning Fan suddenly remembered something.

At that time, he was still in the ghost bird, and he had traveled thousands of miles and strayed into the northern sky, and met the Immortal Emperor Zhangbei.

Immortal Emperor Zhangbei was surprised that Ning Fan had no immortal seeds in his body, and judged that Ning Fan was a monk from the lower realm.

Ning Fan is not a four-day monk, and there is no immortal seed in his body.

So, does he have to use the power of yin and yang to condense the yin and yang dao seed, in order to help the old demon seed to make his debut and save people?

What the old demon said next confirmed Ning Fan's thoughts.

He handed Ning Fan three dark stones and a jade slip, and explained,

"In this jade slip, the specific method of condensing the Dao seed is recorded. This stone is called the Dao seed stone, which is very precious. Your cultivation base is still low, and you must use the power of the Dao seed stone to have the opportunity to condense the Dao seed... just There is only a chance, and the chance is very slim. The Taoist stone is very precious, and with the old man's connections, I can only get three. You only have three chances to condense the Yin and Yang Taoist, if you fail..."

The old demon showed a bitter color.

If it fails, the old demon's hundred-year wait will be nothing but an empty wait.

"Master, don't worry, the disciple must go all out!"

Ning Fan took the Taoist stone and jade slip, and fled into the Xuanyin Realm.

After three days, Ning Fan returned to the outside world, his face as pale as paper, and sighed at the dark and nervous old demon.

"Failed..."

Condensing the seeds of Dao energy is very dangerous. If it fails, the backlash will be extremely heavy.

The success rate of condensing seed is extremely low, and the success rate of cultivating Dao seed will not exceed one-twentieth.

Three Taoist stones, three chances to condense seeds, none of them succeed...

The old demon became much older in an instant, closed his eyes, sighed in despair, then looked at Ning Fan, who was pale, and patted the latter's shoulder sympathetically.

"It's hard work, go and rest, don't leave any dark wounds. The old man wants to be alone for a while..."

Looking at the old demon at the moment, Ning Fan's heart suddenly ached.

The old devil has been waiting for so many years, just to resurrect his beloved, and the key to resurrection is a yin and yang fruit.

Ning Fan was the old devil's hope, but now, Ning Fan has lived up to the old devil's expectations.

Ning Fan didn't leave, he quietly looked at the old demon, and suddenly said, "The second source of Taoism is the immortal seed. I wonder if I have the opportunity to condense the immortal seed, and use the immortal seed as the seed to grow yin and yang. Daoguo!"

When the old demon heard the words, his eyes froze, and then he became furious, "Nonsense!"

Ning Fan nodded, looking at the angry look of the old demon, it seems that there is really a way to get the Yin-Yang Dao Seed.

"Disciple go down and rest first."

Without asking more questions about the old demon, Ning Fan left the cold room and flew all the way to the top of a certain snow-capped mountain.

On the top of that snow-capped mountain, Gu Duli was holding a golden-eyed sword cultivator.

"Ning Fan has met Senior Xia." Ning Fan bowed respectfully.

"Is something wrong?" Xia Huang's tone was a little cold, with his back to Ning Fan, he didn't bother to turn around.

He looked at the snow flying all over the sky, and his back was a little desolate.

There was a feeling of longing in his body that was slowly sublimating and suppressing.

This made Ning Fan a little astonished, someone like Emperor Xia also missed someone, who could it be?

"Well, this junior wants to ask the senior how to condense the immortal seed." Ning Fan explained.

"Oh? You want to condense the Immortal Seeds and get a chance of becoming immortal?" Xia Huang turned around, Jin Tong looked at Ning Fan with a trace of disdain.

Immortal seeds, four-day monks are born, and the lower world monks can be condensed by the day after tomorrow.

A person with an immortal seed has a 50% chance of becoming an immortal than a person without an immortal seed.

People who only rely on the immortal seed to become immortal will never be as powerful as those without the immortal seed.

For those who hold the Immortal Seed, when they become immortal, the Immortal Seed will take away 30% of the cultivator's cultivation base, and then the Immortal Seed will disappear...

This is the price of opportunism, but for the half chance, how many people will spare no expense, just to condense immortal seeds.

Emperor Xia was thinking, is Ning Fan the kind of short-sighted person who doesn't like to give up Taoism in order to have a good chance of becoming an immortal.

Become an immortal, is it really so obsessive... Hmph, immortal, what is it!

Noticing the trace of disdain in Emperor Xia's eyes, Ning Fan was stunned, and then explained, "The younger generation wants to condense the immortal seed, not to become an immortal, but only to use the immortal seed as the dao seed, plant the yin and yang dao fruit, and save the life of the teacher."

"What! The immortal seed is the Taoist seed! You, you... fooling around!" Even Emperor Xia said that Ning Fan was fooling around.

Ning Fan's eyes were stunned, and then he showed a dignified expression.

Is there a huge hidden danger in Xindao's approach, otherwise why would Master and Emperor Xia say this kind of behavior is nonsense.

"Dare to ask the seniors, if you take the Immortal Seed as the Taoist Seed, what will happen next?"

"Don't you know... Immortal seeds are hateful, but if those who possess immortal seeds give up immortal seeds, the consequences will be even more serious. Everyone has only one chance to have immortal seeds in their life. If you condense immortal seeds first, then If you give up the immortal seed, not only will you not be able to increase the chance of becoming an immortal by half, but the chance of becoming an immortal will be half a percent lower than that of ordinary people! You know what this means!" Emperor Xia shook his head and sighed.

Ning Fan frowned, he naturally knew what it meant.

Ordinary people become immortal, and the chance is not even 1 in 10,000. If the immortal seed is lost, the probability will be reduced by half, and it will become negative at all, and there is no chance at all to become immortal.

However, if there are other means of increasing the probability that offset each other, this hidden danger is not a cause for concern.

As long as he can help the old demon to fulfill his wish and save his wife, the chances of becoming immortal are lower, which is fine.

"If senior knows how to condense immortal seeds, please pass me on this technique!" Ning Fan said sternly.

"I naturally understand this method... But, do you really want to learn it? Are you not afraid that you won't be able to become an immortal in this life because you lose this half chance?" Xia Huang looked at Ning Fan with deep meaning.

"So what!" Ning Fan said proudly.

"Well said!" Emperor Xia laughed loudly. For the first time, he felt that Ning Fan was so pleasing to the eye.

No matter how high Ning Fan's aptitude is, and if he has a relationship with him, he only looks at Ning Fan a little higher, and his attitude towards Ning Fan is still cold.

Ning Fan's attitude of despising Xiantu at this moment was appreciated by Emperor Xia.

How about becoming an immortal! Too many people in order to become immortals, chasing fame and fortune, abandoning their relatives and forgetting their roots, immortals, what good!

Ning Fan was willing to give up the Immortal Seed for the sake of his teacher, and Huang Xia greatly appreciated his actions.

Immortality is just a means, not an end, nor a goal.

If you only cultivate the Dao for the sake of longevity, then this Dao cultivation is meaningless at all.

Too many people have lived their whole lives, but never thought about what they were living for.

"Take it!" Xia Huang threw a jade slip to Ning Fan, laughed loudly, turned into a sword light, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ning Fan took the jade slip and clenched his fists in the direction of Emperor Xia's departure, then swept away the jade slip with divine sense, without saying a word, his figure swayed, and he entered the Xuanyin realm.

Ten days later, Ning Fan held a brocade box, came to look for the old demon, handed the brocade box to the old demon, and said with a light smile, "There is a Taoist seed."

The old demon took the brocade box, without even looking at it, he placed it on the table beside him, his turbid eyes looked at Ning Fan with trembling, extremely complicated.

No joy, only anger, distressed!

"Boy Ning, you are joking about your immortal way! Nonsense!"

The fists were clenched, the joints were creaking, and the old demon was feeling guilty and self-blaming.

He was afraid that because of what happened today, Ning Fan would not be able to become an immortal in this life and ruin his future.

"Master, have you forgotten how to teach me back then? If you can't get it, you can only grab it. If you can't grab it, you can only grab it by force! If you continue to grab it all the way, are you afraid that you won't have the chance to become an immortal, and you will lose half the chance. What is it!"

"But I didn't give you any benefit! Even if I gave you something, it's still insignificant! You don't need to do this for me!" The old demon was even more ashamed.

"When you are older, you are my master, and it is natural for me to help you. When you are younger, you are my brother-in-law. For Dugu's sake, I will also help you..."

Ning Fan deliberately said the words that were not pumping, and fled from the place with a flick of the figure.

The old demon's originally guilt and moved face turned ashen in an instant!

Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!

How could he forget, he married Xiaomei, and Ning Fan wanted to marry Xiao Dugu.

Depend on! After all, he, who is a master, is really going to be a disciple's brother-in-law!

"Little bastard! I wonder if it's a bad generation! His grandmother's, why did I accept such a shameless and vulgar apprentice, even the sister of the teacher dared to move..."

In other words, isn't the old demon also very shameless, even the sister-in-law of the apprentice's daughter-in-law dares to move...

Ning Fan flew to the top of a snow-capped mountain, looking at the flying snow, his expression gradually calmed down.

What he promised, he will do, and now he has done it.

This dusty relationship, can be regarded as yet.

With a flicker of his body, he appeared in a certain snow city.

The night snow was flying, but there was a wine shop that had not closed yet, and the lights were dim.

Ning Fan walked into the wine shop, asked for a pot of wine, and sat by the window, staring at the wind and snow outside the window, silent.

"Oh, isn't this Brother Ning, you and I are really destined to meet you in the sword world!"

A crazy voice suddenly sounded beside Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's eyes were stunned, he turned to look at the person beside him, and said in surprise, "It's you? Why did you come to the sword world?"

"Escape! When you were running away, you entered the sword world. Shopkeeper, bring up all the good wines in your store. I want to stay with Brother Ning if you don't get drunk or go home!" (To be continued.)