Grasping Evil

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Ning Fan hugged Xiao Dugu tightly in his arms, guarding her carefully.

At this moment, he temporarily has a life immortal cultivation base, so he is not afraid of these sword qi.

If it were him before, he would be at full power, and he would also be injured by the sword energy in the lake.

Gradually, Ning Fan discovered that Little Dugu seemed not to be afraid of the sword energy here.

With her around, those sword qi that wanted to attack Ning Fan actually retreated one by one, not daring to attack.

Ning Fan lowered his head, he noticed that the little man in his arms was pale, and the sword light flashed in his eyes, as if he was using some kind of secret technique to restrain the sword qi here.

I couldn't help feeling pity in my heart, kissed Xiao Dugu's forehead gently, and said gently, "Take a rest, I will protect you."

"Well..." Little Dugu responded in a low voice, dissipating the sword light from his eyes.

She also saw that Ning Fan, who was named immortal, was not at all afraid of Jianhu's sword energy, so it would be better...

Nestled in Ning Fan's arms, the cold lake water felt warm.

She looked at Ning Fan and cherished it, as if she saw a treasure that was desperately guarded.

She didn't dare to show such bold eyes before, but after seeing the reflection in the lake, she didn't shy away from anything.

A hundred thousand feet, a million feet, a thousand feet...

I don't know how deep I dived, but the icy cold here is enough to hurt Ning Fan, who is a life immortal.

Ning Fan's eyes were extremely solemn, and he was worried that the person in his arms would not be able to stand the cold here, but found that her face was ruddy, her eyes were closed, and she was snuggling in his arms, and she fell asleep comfortably.

"This little girl, aren't you afraid of the cold sword energy here..."

Ning Fan laughed and shook his head.

What worries him most is Xiao Dugu.

Since Little Dugu is fine, he will naturally not be afraid of the cold.

Ning Fan's hair and brows condensed into ice one by one.

The blood seemed to freeze.

When he was about to be unable to resist the cold here, he finally saw the bottom of the lake.

In the thick sand, there were more than a dozen frozen zombies, dressed in the costumes of the ancient Xia Kingdom. It should be a strong man who entered this place with Emperor Xia in the past.

Ning Fan glanced at it. None of these people were women.

Although he didn't know Meng Bingyun's appearance, Meng Bingyun should at least be a woman.

Why isn't her body here?

speak up. The bottom of the lake is said to contain the great secret of immortality. Where is the great secret of immortality?

Ning Fan hugged the sleeping little Dugu, looked up and down, and searched at the bottom of the lake.

After a long time. In a coral reef, he found a crystal palace.

The palace is equipped with a water shelter, and there are two stone statues of gods holding swords outside the palace gate.

When Ning Fan tried to get close to the palace, the two stone statues suddenly glowed, turning into two sword-wielding gods with half-step immortal cultivation, their empty eyes staring at Ning Fan, the next moment. rush to kill.

"Destroy!"

Ning Fan just raised his finger casually and pointed it out, relying on his cultivation base to be tyrannical and useless to use any magical powers. They killed the two gods.

After the two gods died, they turned into four sword-wielding gods.

Ning Fan lifted his finger to destroy it, and the four sword-wielding gods turned into eight people after their death.

Ning Fan frowned, these sword-wielding gods are killing more and more, so they have strange magical powers.

If he continued to kill like this and killed thousands of sword-wielding gods, even if Ning Fan had the cultivation base of life immortals, he would eventually die under the siege of a group of loose immortals.

"Whirlpool!"

As soon as he pointed it out, a huge illusory vortex appeared at the bottom of the lake, and all the phantoms of the gods were collected into the vortex hollow sky, only trapped but not killed.

Gradually, the phantom energy of the gods was exhausted, and it turned into blue smoke and dispersed.

On the other hand, Ning Fan calmly hugged Little Dugu and walked into the Crystal Palace.

"Huh? Where is this place?" Little Dugu woke up and jumped out of Ning Fan's arms, only to be held by Ning Fan.

"I don't know, follow me closely and be careful."

Ning Fan pulled Little Dugu closer.

This is an unfamiliar place after all, and now that there is no Emperor Xia to accompany him, Ning Fan must be more cautious to protect Xiao Dugu by himself.

Coral ornaments, crystal tables and chairs, gold and jade utensils are endless.

There are many empty scabbards hanging on the wall, and there are also some portraits, all of which are landscapes.

Occasionally, there are figure paintings, all of which are not the almighty immortals flying in the sky and escaping the earth, and they are all terrifying figures.

Ning Fan walked all the way and found that the layout of this place was very similar to a woman's boudoir.

He couldn't help but guess that this might have been Sword Ancestor's boudoir.

Although there was a sword-wielding god outside the Crystal Palace, there was no danger inside the palace, which was slightly beyond Ning Fan's expectations.

Walking all the way to the end, Ning Fan found that there was a house that was tightly closed.

Inside the house, there was a strong sword qi.

In addition, there is a very faint breath of life.

Here, there are people alive!

Ning Fan's vigilance rose to the top in an instant, and his spiritual sense suddenly passed through the door and entered the room.

When he saw the scene in the room, Ning Fan was startled for a while, then fell silent.

"Yes... who is..." An extremely weak female voice came out.

"Senior is Meng Bingyun?" Ning Fan asked lightly.

"You...how do you know...you are...who..." The woman seemed to die at any time.

"I was entrusted by Xia Wuyou to search for Meng Bingyun's remains, but I never imagined that Meng Bingyun is not dead yet, but living like this is more painful than death..." Ning Fan closed his eyes and sighed.

A gust of sword wind blew past, and the door slowly opened.

Dugu's cold eyes glanced into the room, and the next moment, he was also silent.

Inside the house, there is a mysterious sword formation.

The flying swords used by the sword formation are all swords of the Crystal Palace.

Those empty scabbards that I saw before, the swords have long been taken away and used to set up the sword array.

A woman sat cross-legged in the center of the sword formation, her body was so illusory, it was just a remnant of her soul.

The sword light in the sword formation would pierce through her illusory remnant soul every once in a while.

The pain is needless to say.

That woman was Meng Bingyun. She was not beautiful, but she had eyes that were more stubborn than many men.

The sword formation she set up was called the 'Suppression of Death'.

This formation is an Immortal Formation Grade Sword Formation, which requires a large number of Immortal Swords. It can quell the soul of the dead and prevent it from entering reincarnation.

It is only the remnant soul of the deceased, but it will suffer the pain of ten thousand swords piercing the heart every day and lose the physical body. Lose cultivation. lose everything, eventually. Only a remnant of the soul remains.

"Worry-free... You said that you were entrusted by Wu-you... He, he is still alive, isn't he, how is he..." Tears flashed in Meng Bingyun's eyes.

Wait six million years. She never cried.

She suffered the pain of Wan Jian piercing her heart every day, but she never cried.

But when she heard the news of her beloved, she couldn't help crying.

"He's right next to the Sword Lake. One person can only enter this lake once, and the second time he enters, he will die. He can't get in. After six million years of trying, he can't get in... He has always wanted to find your remains. And asked me to enter the Sword Lake. But I never thought that you are still alive, if he knew..."

As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, he saw Meng Bingyun suddenly pleading. "Don't let him know! Don't let him know, I live this way... If he knew, he would be sad, he would feel guilty, he would blame himself... I don't want him to blame himself."

"I'm content to know that he is still alive. I'm content to know that he finally has my shadow in his heart... Let's go and tell him that Meng Bingyun's remains can't be found... let him forget. got me..."

"What if the junior insists on taking the senior away and let the senior meet with the senior Xia?" Ning Fan said lightly.

"I would rather die than see him. When you take me away from the sword formation, I will die." Meng Bingyun closed her eyes sadly.

It's not that we don't see each other, I just don't want to make him sad, let him blame himself, and let him see himself at his worst.

Ning Fan remained silent. He promised Emperor Xia to bring Meng Bingyun's bones back. Now that Meng Bingyun was not dead, he naturally wanted to bring Meng Bingyun back.

But Meng Bingyun insisted not to return, if forced, he would beg for death.

Ning Fan was embarrassed and shook his head, only to feel that the woman's mind was really complicated.

Meng Bingyun has suffered here for six million years, isn't it because he wants to see Emperor Xia?

Obviously we can meet, but why not...

"Ning Xiaomo, why don't you leave for a while? I'll help you persuade her."

Xiao Dugu looked at Ning Fan seriously, his eyes seemed to say three words.

Believe me.

Ning Fan was stunned and thought about it, maybe it is more appropriate for a woman to persuade a woman.

"Also, it is said that there is a great secret of becoming an immortal hidden at the bottom of the Sword Lake. Most of it is in this crystal palace. I will look for it again to see where there is a great secret of becoming an immortal."

Ning Fan squeezed Xiao Dugu's tender palm, smiled, and turned to leave.

Little Dugu walked into the room and looked at Meng Bingyun with sympathy and pity.

"Can I call you Sister Meng?"

"...Can."

...

Ning Fan did not eavesdrop on what the two girls said. Since he chose to believe in Dugu, he will continue to believe it.

After walking back and forth in the Crystal Palace three times, Ning Fan still did not find any secrets of immortality hidden in the palace.

Not to mention that there is no great secret of becoming an immortal, it means that there is no pill or Daojing at all.

Originally, there were some immortal swords hanging on the walls, but Meng Bingyun had already placed them in a sword formation, so there was no chance in this palace.

"There are rumors of the great secret of becoming an immortal hidden here, is it really just a rumor..."

Shaking his head, Ning Fan was standing outside a bedroom... Sword Ancestor's former bedroom.

He didn't immediately go to find Xiao Dugu.

This bedroom is only a hundred steps away from the room where Xiao Dugu is.

Ning Fan decided to wait here for Little Dugu.

He sat at the crystal table, playing with the empty wine cup on the table, and swept his eyes around the bedroom.

On the wall, there was also an empty scabbard, and the immortal sword was probably taken away by Meng Bingyun.

In addition, there is a painting hanging on the wall, it is the back portrait of a woman in white, a very gentle woman.

Three thousand blue silks were flying, one hand was slightly pressing on the temples, and the slightly exposed side face seemed to have a smile on it, and it was difficult to see clearly.

The back looks familiar, he seems to have seen it somewhere...

By the way, it is the back of Jianzu.

Ning Fan had seen Jianzu's back several times, and every time he slaughtered the sky, and every time he stepped on white bones.

"The gods and demons of heaven and earth are all ants. If I fold my sword, there will be no martial arts in the world..."

He still remembered the cold and bullying words of Jianzu, who regarded the gods and demons as ants.

Unexpectedly, such an indifferent woman would smile sometimes.

With such a soft back, it doesn't look like a person who has killed all gods and demons...

and many more!

Ning Fan stood up abruptly and looked at the painting in disbelief.

In that painting, there is actually a butterfly!

Jianzu is smiling at the butterfly!

The moment I saw the butterfly. Ning Fan's mind went blank, and after a long time, his eyes gradually became clearer.

"That butterfly, it seems to be a certain life in my previous life..."

"I in the past life. Have you seen the swordsman..."

Ning Fan was silent. Approach and take the painting down. Hold it in front of you and watch it carefully.

Gradually, Ning Fan's mind couldn't help sinking into the picture scroll.

In a valley full of flowers and plants, a girl in white was sitting on the ground with her knees tucked. I couldn't see her face clearly, only the smile on the corner of her mouth.

She raised her hand lightly, stretched out her hand, teased a butterfly in front of her, and smiled lightly, "Little Butterfly, why do you want to go to the outer gate of the realm? Do you really want to go to the Zidou Xianyu? I have guarded the gate of the realm for so many years. I have seen and killed all kinds of intruders, but you are the only one that surprised me... You are so weak. It is impossible to break through the gate."

Butterfly fluttered, seemed a little impatient, and didn't want to pay attention to this talkative woman.

"I don't have a small temper. If it weren't for my mercy, even if you were an Immortal Emperor, you would still die. You know, you are the first person in my life that I can't handle, no, it's a butterfly. The ancient emperor knows, I am afraid that he will be punished..."

There are ten black suns above the sky, this is not Zidou Immortal Domain.

...

Ning Fan opened his eyes, his eyes showed a deep shock.

He put away the ancient paintings and felt uneasy for a long time.

Although he did not find any great secret of becoming an immortal in the Crystal Palace, he learned more shocking news.

Jianzu is not a person from Zidou Xianyu...

Sword Ancestor came from another immortal domain, the immortal emperor of that immortal domain, named Huang Gu.

Is that fairyland called the ancient fairyland...

Ning Fan's eyes sank slightly, it seems that the butterfly originally came from outside the Zidou Immortal Territory.

Is Butterfly also someone from outside the domain, Ning Fan, from outside the domain...

"Ning Xiaomo, let's go, Sister Meng agreed to go with us."

While Ning Fan was thinking, Xiao Dugu and Meng Bingyun slowly walked into the room.

Ning Fan frowned and shook his head mockingly.

Whether it is Zidou Immortal Territory or Desolate Ancient Immortal Territory, these issues are not something that you should consider.

Just like what Immortal Emperor Zidou said in the calamity of life and death, there are some things that the current self should not know.

These questions are too far away. The only thing he wants to know at the moment is what the relationship between himself and Jianzu in his previous life is.

However, it seems that this question is impossible to find an answer.

"Madam really persuaded Senior Meng? Madam is so eloquent and ashamed of her husband." Ning Fan, imitating the appearance of a scholar, gave Xiao Dugu a long bow, making Xiao Dugu's pretty face flush.

"There is no formality!" Little Dugu snorted lightly, but there was some happiness in his eyes, "What did I say to Sister Meng, you don't have to ask, just take us out of Jianhu Lake now."

"Okay. But Senior Grievance Meng entered Yuanyao Realm for a while, your remnant soul is weak and cannot be eroded by the slightest cold air."

Ning Fan stroked Yuanyaoyu, and after obtaining the consent of Meng Bingyun, put it into the Yuanyao world.

Then he grabbed Xiao Dugu's slender waist, turned it into a rainbow, and went straight to the top of Jianhu Lake.

There is also a time limit for lending the power of the primordial spirit.

Ning Fan's cultivation level is falling back to Shattered Six, and he must return before his cultivation level drops completely.

On the lakeshore, Emperor Xia stared blankly at the lake, recovering his mana and recalling the past.

Thinking of the woman who loved him deeply, Xia Huang's heart was aching, but he could only close his eyes and sigh.

"I hope Ning Xiaoyou can find Bingyun's remains, if you can't find it... hey..." Emperor Xia looked bitter.

If you don't cherish it when you get it, and if you lose it but regret it too much, people are cheap.

If he had listened to Bingyun's words, he would not have gone to the secret land to explore...

If he ever gave that woman a little pity...

It's a pity that there is no if in the world, the people of Sri Lanka have passed away...

laugh!

An escape rainbow broke out of the lake, it was Ning Fan and Xiao Dugu.

Seeing Ning Fan returning, Huang Xia, who had been adjusting his breath with his knees crossed, stood up abruptly, but there was a little nervousness in his golden eyes.

"Ning Xiaoyou, I wonder if you have ever found Bingyun's remains..."

Xia Huang clenched his fists tightly and his old face was tense. In six million years, he had never been so nervous.

Ning Fan hadn't spoken yet, but Little Dugu moved forward gently, and said indifferently, "At the bottom of the Sword Lake, there are no bones of Sister Meng."

"Are there no bones... hehe, hehe..."

Emperor Xia wanted to smile calmly, but he couldn't calm down at all. His originally weak body, suddenly grieved, coughed up blood.

"Madam, you..." Ning Fan was speechless. Did Xiao Dugu deliberately make Emperor Xia anxious?

Little Dugu winked at Ning Fan, motioning Ning Fan not to speak.

She came here to hold injustice for Meng Bingyun.

Meng Bingyun was so good to Emperor Xia, but he was always left out in the cold. It was only when Meng Bingyun was 'dead' that Emperor Xia came to his senses.

Meng Bingyun himself was reluctant to let Xia Huang vomit blood, little Dugu...

Now that she and Meng Bingyun are good sisters, she naturally wants to fight for her sisters.

What's wrong with making Xia Huang cough a few mouthfuls of blood? Deserved!

Little Dugu looked back at Ning Fan and nodded in satisfaction.

The way of the heart is still good for his own man, and he will not be obsessed with cultivating the Dao and abandon his wife.

Thinking about it this way, Xiao Dugu felt that Ning Fan was really a weirdo.

Which one of the young men from other families is not full of fighting spirit to attack the immortal path, is not shouting the slogan of defying the sky, or thinks that he is the best in the world, and pretends to force all kinds of slaps in the face.

His own man had no interest in becoming an immortal from the very beginning. He seemed to have known from the beginning what he wanted.

Emperor Xia lived for six million years before he finally understood.

The man in his family has just started to cultivate, and he understands this truth and cherishes his loved ones very much.

Well, man, it is really good in his own home.

"Ning Xiaoyou, this old man wants to be alone. You rest here for a while, and when the old man's mana recovers, I will send you back to Xuejiang... As for what I promised my little friend, this old man will definitely do it, and then this old man will make one. I will give you the Yugui that transmits sound across the world. In the future, if there is any difficulty in the rain world, you can inform the old man as much as possible. If the old man escapes with all his strength, he can come to the rain world to rescue at most ten breaths, and he will slaughter all the incoming enemies for you..."

After saying that, Emperor Xia turned around lonely and walked towards the distance step by step.

Xiao Dugu had enough to fight the injustice, and called out to Emperor Xia lightly, "If Senior Xia wants to be quiet, why not be quiet with Sister Meng."

"Two people? Sister Meng?"

Just now, when he was in a turmoil, Huang Xia heard what was wrong with the name of Xiao Dugu.

Hearing Xiao Dugu's words at this moment, he was suddenly startled.

Why did she call Bingyun Sister Meng? Does she know Bingyun?

What does it mean to be quiet with Bingyun? Could it be that they retrieved the bones of Bingyun?

As he was thinking, Ning Fan gently stroked Yuan Yaoyu, then hugged Xiao Dugu, flew towards the other end of Jianhu Lake, and said to Emperor Xia,

"Senior Xia, Senior Meng, we are waiting for you at the other end of the Sword Lake."

There was a flash of brilliance, and a woman in a blue shirt slowly appeared.

She is not beautiful, but when Emperor Xia saw her for the first time, he fell insane...

"Bing, Bingyun! You, you!" Emperor Xia rubbed his eyes in disbelief, he was sure that he was not mistaken.

Standing in front of him was definitely Meng Bingyun, and there was nothing wrong with his breath.

However, Meng Bingyun was only left with a remnant soul...

Above the remnant soul, there are countless sword creations.

"Suppression of Death!" In Emperor Xia's mind, the name of this formation instantly popped up!

In an instant, it was as if a dagger had been inserted into his heart, and he embraced Meng Bingyun in an extremely painful embrace.

How much has she suffered for six million years...

I hurt her, I'm sorry for her! From today on me, no one is allowed to take her away!

"Worry-free... This is the first time you hug me..." Meng Bingyun quietly snuggled into Emperor Xia's arms, showing a happy look.

Suddenly, she was a little grateful to Dugu little girl.

If the little girl hadn't persuaded her, maybe she would never be able to have this moment of happiness...