Grasping Evil

Ning Fan shook his head, noncommittal to Ouyang Nuan's words.

Speaking of which, this was actually his first encounter with Ouyang Nuan. The city gate was just a glance from afar, and it didn't count at all.

The person they met for the first time was so enthusiastic about him, which made Ning Fan a little overwhelmed.

It's just that Ning Fan had to admit that Ouyang Nuan had a peculiar aura that was very attractive.

Her smile is like a newborn sunrise, which can give people a kind of warmth.

"Sorry, I already have a teacher, I won't join other sects." At least, not as a disciple of the Medicine Sect.

If you must join the Medicine Sect, you will also join as Elder Ke Qing.

Just want to be the elder Keqing of the true immortal force, at least need the strength of life immortal...

Ning Fan is self-aware and will not be arrogant enough to join the Medicine Sect.

Moreover, he was busy looking for the Immortal Soul Grass and had no time to join the Medicine Sect.

Speaking of which, Ning Fan is the head of the dignified Black Demon Sect, and his status is not low, but it seems to be useless in Dongtian.

"Ah? You have a teacher? It's a pity... By the way,

How about I recommend you to be my elder Yaozong Keqing? "Ouyang Nuan said with a smile.

"Little master, no! I am Yaozong Keqing, the minimum requirement is to have a life immortal cultivation base or an alchemy technique above rank seven! This person is not qualified enough..."

Wei Mingxian said eagerly.

"Uncle Wei, you can't seem to object to what I decided?" Ouyang Nuan looked at Wei Mingxian with a smile, in a good mood.

Wei Mingxian was helpless, looked at Ning Fan again, and smiled bitterly at Ning Fan, "Little friend Qianqiu, my little master has a special medicine soul, and can perceive the quality of people's hearts. People she hates must have something hateful, she likes them. There must be some unknown advantages. The little master has a good impression of you. Although the reputation of Xiaoyou is bad, he will never be a traitor. It’s just that my medicine sect is very strict in accepting apprentices, and recruiting elders Keqing is even more serious. It's very strict. Look at this little friend, about the elder Keqing..."

Well, it is true that his small arm can't break the eldest lady's thigh, so change his tactics and beg Ning Fan to give up being a Yaozong guest.

Ning Fan naturally understood the meaning of Wei Mingxian.

He knew that he was not qualified to be Yaozong's guest secretary, but he was not uncommon to hold Yaozong's thighs.

This Wei Mingxian seems to take him too lightly.

"Senior, don't worry, this junior has self-knowledge, I will not accept this position of guest."

He turned to Ouyang Nuan again, and clenched his fists politely to Ouyang Nuan. "Miss's kindness is accepted by my heart, but I still have important things to do. I really have no plans to join Yaozong."

This sentence is sound transmission.

Ning Fan guessed. Ouyang Nuan hides her gender, mostly because she is afraid that being a woman will easily cause trouble.

Therefore, he would never point out Ouyang Nuan's female identity in front of outsiders.

Listening to Ning Fan's words, Ouyang Nuan's eyes flashed with surprise, and a touch of regret rose in his heart.

Surprisingly, Ning Fan had already seen through his identity as a woman.

It's a pity that Ning Fan is so handsome, he doesn't want to join the Medicine Sect.

Her medicine soul is very special, it is the five-color medicine soul recorded in ancient legends.

She was able to find good medicines time and time again. Relying on the five-color medicine soul, not because the medicine soul level is close to rank seven.

She can understand people's hearts with five-color medicine souls, and with just one glance, she can distinguish the good and evil of people's hearts.

She could see that although Ning Fan was not a kind person, he was not a treacherous person either.

"Forget it. If you don't want to join the Medicine Sect, I won't force you. It's good to make friends. My name is Ouyang Nuan. Your name is Qianqiu, isn't your real name Qianqiu?" Ouyang Nuan said. It was asked by voice transmission.

"Friends?" Ning Fan was stunned. He had a lot of beauty, but few friends.

Ning Gu is his younger brother, not a friend.

As a friend, Mu Luo is one, Liu Haoyue is one, Wu Chen is one, and the others seem to be gone...

"Forget it, if you don't want to be my friend, let this matter go..." Ouyang Nuan was not hypocritical, and smiled lightly.

"Ning Fan."

Ning Fan transmitted a voice and walked to the small garden filled with medicine treasures.

In any case, the woman had no ill will towards him, he could see it.

This woman's medicine soul is very powerful, and she can't perceive her thoughts through whispering, and Ning Fan doesn't want to do it.

Since this woman has repeatedly wanted to see Ning Fan cut the medicine collection, Ning Fan will cut a few.

His medicine soul is not as powerful as Ouyang Nuan's five-color medicine soul, but his luck is higher than Ouyang Nuan's.

Hearing that Ning Fan said his real name, Ouyang Nuan showed a warm smile.

Quietly watched Ning Fan choose the medicine store, but did not make a sound to disturb or help.

Pieces of huge bluestones are piled up in the small garden, all of which are treasures of the gods.

On each piece of bluestone, the price is clearly marked.

The price is as low as 10,000, and the highest can even reach 10,000!

Ning Fan was walking in the small garden, stroking the bluestones with his palms, but he didn't give off a sense of medicine soul.

With his medicinal soul level, he could not perceive the elixir through the seal of the gods.

His medicine soul is not the medicine soul of ancient legends, it is not that powerful.

He closed his eyes, and wisps of black light of luck gradually rose from his body.

Ordinary monks can't see the light of luck, but who can enter the sky-level trading city, which one will be an ordinary monk.

"Black luck! The worst luck! This child's luck is so bad, how dare he come to cut the gods!"

Master Yun looked at Ning Fan strangely, but he was able to open this fairy luck casino.

Having opened a casino for a lifetime, he has never seen any kind of cultivator, and he has seen a lot of black luck cultivators.

There has never been a black luck cultivator who can win half a Dao crystal from the casino, and it has always been a loss.

In his opinion, if Ning Fan, a cultivator of the Black Fortune, cut the treasures of the gods, he would definitely not be able to cut out good things, and he would just waste money in vain.

Such a life immortal powerhouse would not have paid attention to Ning Fan's broken seventh generation, if he hadn't seen that Ning Fan and Yaozong disciples' friendship was not shallow, he would not have cared about the color of Ning Fan's luck.

The old monsters present also looked at Ning Fan strangely.

Wei Mingxian, who was standing behind Ouyang Nuan, shook his head speechlessly, "It's actually a black luck..."

Ouyang Nuan's eyes flickered slightly, with a little surprise.

In her opinion, Ning Fan should not be a person with extremely bad luck.

Her senses have always been accurate, who wants five-color medicine souls to have sharp perception.

She is convinced of her own feelings, she is convinced that Ning Fan can cut out something surprising.

"Uncle Wei, you are just like everyone else. Do you think he will lose money..."

"Of course, he has a bad luck. It's not uncommon to cut out a Breitling elixir. Uh, maybe he will cut out a hideous treasure..."

Wei surnamed Xianyi to say the word fierce and hidden. All the monks present, including Mingxian, changed their expressions and hurriedly retreated.

Can't tell, really can't tell!

Ning Fan's luck is very bad, and the possibility of cutting out the hideout is definitely not small!

Maybe there will be a lot of people here because of Ning Fan's murderous possessions!

Closing his eyes, he walked all the way through the small garden, stroking the bluestones with his palms.

He can only rely on luck to cut the medicine store, he has no experience, and he has no powerful medicine soul.

Purple Luck is added. Occasionally when passing some bluestones, a mysterious feeling will arise in Ning Fan's heart.

Every so often, he opened his eyes, paid Daojing, and bought the medicine store.

All the way to the end of the medicine store garden. Ning Fan has bought seventeen medicine stores.

Among them, the cheapest is worth 50,000 Daojing, and the most expensive is worth tens of millions!

"This son's handwriting is so big that he wants to cut thousands of gods!"

"Cough cough... No matter how rich you are, you can't lose like this. He has a bad luck... The chosen thousand gods and treasures. There will be no good things."

"Are you going to prepare to cut the stone? You won't really let him cut out the hideous treasure."

A voice of discussion spread around, but it couldn't disturb Ning Fan's state of mind.

Looking at the 17 navy bluestones of the gods in front of him, his complexion was calm.

He chose Shenzang, and even if he lost all of the money, he didn't care.

You choose your own path. It takes courage to bear all the consequences.

To cut the stone, you need to buy a special Dao Power Blade, a 500,000 Dao Crystal.

Ouyang Nuan exuded the power of the medicine soul, and sensed the 17 pieces of divine treasure that Ning Fan had chosen.

The quiet little face gradually became dignified and even more unbelievable.

"There is such a thing here, why didn't I notice it before... Did I miss it..."

Sigh faintly. Sweeping away the annoyance, Ouyang Nuan walked to Ning Fan, turned around and commanded Mingxian Wei surnamed, "Uncle Wei, use your Taoist soldiers, and I'll help him cut stones."

Dao soldiers, belonging to the monks themselves, are born of Dao, and others cannot take them away.

It can be borrowed, but as long as the monk's mind moves, the Taoist soldiers will return to the body.

Wei Mingxian smiled awkwardly and took out the red flying knife.

He didn't want to show his Taoism too much, but the little master had ordered him, how could he refuse.

"You want to help me cut stones?" Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had noticed something, his eyes swept across the 17 bluestones.

"Well, trust me." Ouyang Nuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Ning Fan seemed to understand something and showed a grateful smile to Ouyang Nuan.

He knew that Ouyang Nuan wanted to help him.

Therefore, although he is ruthless, he still smiles kindly.

Raising the palm of his hand, strands of memory power like wind and snow took shape in Ning Fan's palm and turned into a small black-gold sword.

At the moment when this little sword appeared, even the life immortals here were all shocked.

"Dao Soldier! This son's cultivation level is not broken, but he actually has a Taoist Soldier!"

"This is... the second step of artistic conception! This child actually cultivated the power of artistic conception to the second step!"

Wei Mingxian was also shocked. He has always been proud of the fact that few Mingxians of the same level have Taoist soldiers, but he has them.

Now that he saw that Ning Fan had Dao soldiers, how could he not be surprised.

Who can have Dao soldiers before becoming immortals, which one is not a generation with shocking aptitude!

He had underestimated Ning Fan too much before!

With such high qualifications, what's wrong with Yao Zong being a guest secretary!

"Is this your Taoist soldier?" Ouyang Nuan's mouth couldn't close in surprise.

With her status and her experience, she is rarely so surprised.

"Well, let you cut stones."

Ning Fan handed the black gold sword to Ouyang Nuan, the other party treated each other with sincerity, and he returned it with sincerity.

Taking the black gold sword, Ouyang Nuan stroked the cold body of the sword and found that this soldier had not been trained before.

When I thought about it, it felt normal.

The sacrificial Dao soldiers at least have to use their lives to cultivate immortals.

"You don't mind being embarrassed, right?" Ouyang Nuan showed a sly look.

"Don't mind, just don't lose your life." Ning Fan's words had deep meaning.

He knew that there must be something extraordinary in the divine treasure that he had chosen.

If it is murderous, it will kill countless people, including himself.

If it is a treasure burial, there may be a very rare and precious ancient medicine in it. If it is opened in public, it may lead to too many pursuits.

Ouyang Nuan wanted to help him. Avoid that god who can't hide.

The two were not relatives, but Ouyang Nuan wanted to help him. This was what made Ning Fan sigh and was also grateful to Ouyang Nuan.

"Then I'll cut it. Cut this one hundred thousand first."

Ouyang Nuansu raised his hand, and the black gold sword turned into a three-foot black sword just right.

She didn't cut the stone as carefully as usual, but cut the bluestone into two with one sword.

laugh!

A sword slashed, and the spiritual medicine in the divine treasure was cut into two pieces, and the medicinal energy quickly flowed away.

Countless monks were shocked by Ouyang Nuan's appalling way of cutting stones.

Ning Fan was not surprised at all, but shook his head helplessly, "Sometimes luck is really unreliable."

What was destroyed by Ouyang Nuan's sword was a century elixir...

This elixir. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, and naturally no one will be distressed.

A piece of divine treasure was actually a hundred-year-old elixir, and the old monsters looked at Ning Fan with deep sympathy.

This is black luck, costing 100,000 crystals. It's really pitiful to only cut out the Breitling elixir...

"Next, cut 50,000."

laugh!

With another sword, a thousand-year-old elixir was smashed by Ouyang Nuan with one sword.

"Cough cough cough... Thousand-year-old elixir, this son has lost another fifty thousand Daojing..."

Ouyang Nuan saw that there was no strange expression on Ning Fan's face, smiled and continued to cut stones.

"Next, cut 200,000!"

laugh!

Five hundred elixir...

"Next, cut 500,000!"

laugh!

Elixir of elixir...

"Next..."

Not long after, Ouyang Nuan had cut open 11 medicine stores one after another, and only 6 were left uncut.

The 11 elixir plants cut out are the highest year. Only 20,000 years ago...

"I don't want to cut it, this soldier will return you, and it will be futile to cut it. The remaining six pieces of medicine can be kept as a souvenir..."

Ouyang Nuan returned the black gold sword to Ning Fan, and winked at Ning Fan indifferently. Ning Fan understood, nodded, and put the remaining six pieces of medicine into the storage bag.

Everyone else looked at Ning Fan with sympathy. After spending more than ten million Dao Crystals, he cut out a pile of junk elixir. He was indeed a black luck cultivator. He would lose every gamble.

"The remaining six medicine treasures are not murderous treasures. You can cut them open where no one else is, so that no one can see them. Otherwise, even a true immortal may kill you and seize the treasure." Ouyang Nuan then spoke to Ning Fan through a voice transmission. .

"Thank you." Ning Fan clenched his fists and thanked Ouyang Nuan back with a smile.

"Your luck is really good. Maybe it was because you appeared here that luck interfered with me, so I didn't notice the existence of that thing. It's just the way of luck. It's not that the higher the better, sometimes the extremes will reverse. Now, just like today, relying too much on luck may cause trouble for your upper body, you have to be more careful in the future, Daoist Ning."

Ning Fan thanked Ouyang Nuan again for reminding him.

Ning Fan knew that she was right.

Luck can help Ning Fan cut out good things, but too good luck may make Ning Fan cut out too precious things in public, making those powerful cultivators jealous...

This is the scourge of luck.

"The way of the world is always the opposite of what is extreme... Just like luck, it is like fate."

"The two extremes of life are life and death. The end of life is death, and the end of death is life. This is life and death in samsara. Beyond the life and death of samsara, one obtains longevity, and this longevity has no end. If longevity is destroyed, then It is long death and cannot be reincarnated...things are reversed..."

Ning Fan's heart was full of feelings, but Ouyang Nuan once again showed a bored expression and wanted to leave.

"Are you still cutting stones? If you don't, I won't look at them and leave first."

"Well, I also want to cut some animal treasures."

Ning Fan nodded. He didn't forget his original intention. Wasn't he here to make money?

Most of the six medicine stores are rare medicines and cannot be sold casually.

If you want to make money, you can't count on those six medicines to hide.

"Beast Treasure?" Ouyang Nuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, as if he was very interested.

"Then go ahead and cut, I'll see what interesting things you can cut out. But this time you have to be careful, because I don't know how to distinguish between good and bad beasts. If I cut out rare beasts, I'm afraid I won't be able to. Help you cover up..."

"It doesn't matter, I still know some of the pros and cons of the beast house."

After saying that, Ning Fan walked straight to the small garden where the animal treasures were stacked.

After seeing that Ning Fan had lost more than ten million Dao Crystals, they dared to cut stones. They were speechless.

10 million Daojing is a huge sum of money for Yu Shaoxu.

No matter how rich Ning Fan is, he doesn't have to struggle with money. Knowing that he has bad luck, he still has to cut stones.

Maybe. This is the psychology of gamblers. The more you lose and the more you want to fight, the more you lose.

Mingxian, who was present, also shook his head slightly, looking down on Ning Fan's will.

As a cultivator, there is no harm in gambling luck or life, but the most taboo is that you cannot afford to lose.

Can't afford to lose, it shows that this person's mind is too fragile.

How can the road of cultivating the Tao be smooth sailing, and how can one win every time.

If you don't have a strong heart, you can accept failure calmly. It is difficult to reach the peak of this path of cultivation.

While everyone was thinking about it, Ning Fan had already bought a 1 million Daojing beast treasure and started cutting stones.

Ning Fan knew what he would cut out with his ancestral blood, so he didn't worry.

The old monsters present all shook their heads and sighed.

"Don't look at it. This child must have thrown Daojing into the water again this time..."

"Maybe, he will cut out a small beast with a pulse opening, and I don't know..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes and cut the stone. Based on the sense of blood, he knew the location of the monster in the Divine Treasure.

Holding a small black and gold sword, he cut stones extremely fast.

Everyone else was worried about him, afraid that he would accidentally cut the beast hidden by the beast to death, but he was not worried.

soon. The stone coat was completely cut off.

Sure enough, many people guessed the beginning and guessed that the small beast in this beast hide is a small beast with a pulse.

It's just that no one guessed the ending. Everyone was shocked when they saw the cute and cuddly furry beast sleeping soundly!

When Ning Fan took the fluffy furball beast into his arms. There has been a lot of discussion in Xianyun Casino.

"Really...true blood monsters are the seeds of true spirits of pure blood!"

"This beast has just developed its demon veins, and it has never awakened to blood. It is a beast of true blood. If it wakes up three times, its bloodline may even reach the level of king blood! In the future, this beast is likely to be a king beast! "

"Speaking of which, what species is this beast, how come I have never heard of it?"

"This is... this is... the old man recognizes this beast! This beast is an ancient extinct true spirit, Ling Zhe!"

"What! It's actually Lingzhe! It is said that if Wangxue Lingzhe, once it has undergone nine rounds of evolution, he would dare to feed on the real immortal! If you can take this beast as a monster pet, raise this beast until it evolves nine times. ..."

The eyes of all the old monsters were all greedily looking at the white hair ball in Ning Fan's arms.

Ning Fan was quite straightforward. He cut out this beast, but he did not plan to adopt it, nor did he have the patience to spend tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years raising this beast until it evolved nine times.

He cut out this beast just to sell it for money.

"One hundred million Daojing, sell this beast." He asked for a neat price, causing all the immortals present to be stunned.

One hundred million? As long as 100 million, can you buy such a promising monster?

Although this beast may not really be able to awaken the blood to the blood of the king, and even if it awakens the blood to the blood of the king, it may not be able to complete the nine evolutions, but it is worthwhile to spend 100 million crystals to buy a possibility.

Just now, several immortals wanted to buy this beast, but Ouyang Nuan looked at the white fur ball in Ning Fan's arms and said in a low voice,

"That, that... This little thing is so cute, I want it, can you sell it to me?"

Swish!

As soon as Ouyang Nuan spoke, the few immortals who wanted to buy this beast sighed, but did not dare to fight.

How dare they compete with Yaozong for beasts.

"Do you want it?" Ning Fan was startled, thought for a while, and directly handed the hair ball to Ouyang Nuan's arms.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you. It's a thank you gift."

Without Ouyang Nuan, Ning Fan would most likely be in trouble from the medicine store.

Ning Fan didn't bother to ask his benefactor for this billion crystals.

Among the beasts hidden here, some are money-making beasts, and it is not a big problem to give one to Ouyang Nuan.

"Send me?" Ouyang Nuan hugged the fluffy little furball and couldn't put it down.

When looking at Ning Fan, a smile reached his eyes.

"Then I'll accept it rudely. Well, this little furball is so cute. Let's call it Ning Xiaoqiu by name, and let's call it furball by nickname."

"What!" Wei Mingxian was taken aback.

As far as he knows, the man who wants to curry favor with his little ancestor is like a crucian carp across the river, but his own little ancestor never accepts gifts from any man.

Ning Fan gave her something, she actually asked for it!

Is it because I really like this little animal, or, or...

Ning Fan was speechless.

That ugly little guy is enough to be called Mao Qiu, why should he be called Ning Xiaoqiu?

The surname is Ning... Is Ouyang Nuan humiliating him? This girl shouldn't be so boring.

like him? Won't. Although this woman has a good impression of him, she is ruthless, at most a friend-level favor.

Is it just a prank among friends...

That's all, Ning Xiaoqiu is just Ning Xiaoqiu.

"By the way! Isn't that Qianqiu ancestor a black luck cultivator, why can he cut such a powerful beast treasure!"

"Could it be that today is the official day when the heavenly secret moves eastward! It's the day when I wait for those with bad luck to turn over!"

The old man of the gods kept pinching his fingers and calculating, showing an incomprehensible expression.

No, no, the secret is intact today, and it has not moved eastward. Why can the little sheep cut out such a precious beast treasure?

The old cleric looked at Ning Fan in a puzzled way, and some old ghosts of life immortals were thoughtful.

"Did you step on dog shit when you went out today!" The old man suddenly pointed at Ning Fan and asked nervously.

Yes, it must be Ning Fan who stepped on dog shit and got lucky!

If this is not the case, then there is a huge fallacy in his calculation of the heavenly secret!

The magic stick Laodao has been kidnapped and deceived for so many years, relying on the calculation of no omissions, if you really miscalculate the secrets once, the secrets in the future will be miscalculated again and again!

It's over, it's over, don't let him deduce it wrong!

"Step on dog shit?" Ning Fan looked at the old man of God in a speechless way.

If you really have to step on a piece of shit to get a shit luck, then Ning Fan doesn't know how much shit he has to step on in his life.

Ignoring the old tricks, Ning Fan continued to choose the beast hide.

The old man of the gods laughed up to the sky, and gradually regained his self-confidence.

Yes!

This little sheep has only had one bad luck, and probably won't do it a second time. The eastward movement of the heavens will only happen in an instant, and he will not have two consecutive bad lucks.

"I want this."

Ning Fan once again bought a Beast Treasure at a price of 2 million Dao Crystals!

The old man's heart suddenly raised his throat, but the immortals looked at Ning Fan very seriously, and no one disturbed Ning Fan's cutting of stones.

These immortals have noticed that Ning Fan did not rely on luck to choose the beast hide!

It's magic!

This son has the ability to identify the pros and cons of animal treasures!

Swish swish!

Pieces of stone clothing were quickly cut open by Ning Fan, and at the moment when the stone clothing was cut, an aura of a vicious beast that was comparable to a life immortal emanated from the divine treasure.

It was a beast of birds wrapped in blood, and it was impossible to see its true face!

Without saying a word, Ning Fan hurriedly retreated behind many immortals, and said lightly,

"One hundred million Daojing, sell this beast! Anyone who wants it can capture it first, and then pay for it!"

"This is! True Spirit Blood Goose!"

All the life immortals here immediately breathed stagnant and their eyes were fiery.

Immediately, three old monsters from the early stage of the Ming Dynasty took action to capture the fierce beast.

Although this beast is at the early stage of Ren Xuan, its escaping speed is no less than that of cultivators in the later period of Ren Xuan, and it is an excellent riding pet!

"Haha! Don't grab this real blood goose with the old man! This beast, the old man bought it!"

A short, bloody old man in the middle of the human mystery threw a storage bag to Ning Fan, and there were 200 million crystals in it.

"A lot of money is a reward for you! The old man once set up a reward of 100 million Daojing, and searched for the true spirit of the blood goose everywhere, but he couldn't find it everywhere! This beast is in line with the practice practiced by the old man. If the old man controls this ride Favorite, his speed of escape can surpass the realm of the mysterious realm! If you are not a ghost-profound cultivator, you can't even think of surpassing this old man with a speed of escape!"

"This beast, no one wants to rob this old man!"

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