Grasping Evil

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Time is like water, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed. [This book is first published]

For the past month, Ouyang Nuan Ri has taken the two little girls to go out to play, and only return at night.

The two little girls have a playful temperament, and Mao Qiu's temperament can't sit still, but Ouyang Nuan is not.

She just didn't want to stay at home and disturb Ning Fan's enlightenment.

For a whole month, Ning Fan stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, staring blankly at the grass.

Compared to a month ago, the confusion has increased.

"not understand..."

With a long sigh, Ning Fan fluttered his sleeves and the wind blew away the ashes. After thinking for a while, he pushed open the door and walked out.

There is no day in the blood world, only night.

The lights in Zhiliu City are always bright, and lanterns are lit outside every house.

Since January, it was the first time that Ning Fan walked out of the house, calmed down for the first time, and saw the difference in Zhiliu City.

Zhiliucheng is different, the people are different, and the cultivating atmosphere is also different, which is very different from the outside world, which is bloodthirsty and cold-blooded.

Occasionally, mortals come to this city and sell all kinds of things in the night on the long street.

Melons and fruits, jewelry, snacks, paper kites, and even candy people.

The monks did not blindly pursue cultivation, they would travel, relax, and buy useless things from mortals.

A few men who developed pulses were sitting at the noodle stalls on the street, eating hot plain noodles, and laughing about the harvest of hunting beasts in the blue sea today.

A pair of pulse-breaking Daoist couples held each other's hands in the dark, and they stayed together in the dark.

A middle-aged man with a spiritual cultivation base, holding a small boy with a big head and a big head, followed by a gentle woman, was standing in front of a candy man pavilion, patiently waiting for the mortal in front of him to squeeze the candy man.

"With a candy man, you are not allowed to cry, understand?" The middle-aged man rubbed the boy's face with a face full of stubble, and his eyes were full of doting.

"Yeah. Xiaoshan promises not to cry again! Xiaoshan will obediently go home with his parents!" Xiaotong assuredly assured.

go home, go home, go home...

Ning Fan's cold and desolate heart was suddenly touched...

For monks. What a luxurious word home is.

Home... A monk is home all over the world, and he is homeless. Wherever he goes, he is home.

The monks in the Four Heavens and Nine Realms have no home, but the monks in the Big Dipper Blood Realm have a home.

This is the home of the Hokuto descendants.

The atmosphere here is really good.

Ning Fan glanced at the little boy with some envy, a rare, knowing smile.

This smile is not a disguise!

After laughing. Ning Fan just showed a shocked expression.

After the seven emotions were extinguished, he laughed out of his heart for the first time!

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the Big Dipper in the night sky. He seemed to understand something, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

The Big Dipper Blood Realm is fundamentally different from the East Heaven Immortal Realm. Because it's different, Ning Fan can laugh!

Here, the Seven Emotions that Ning Fan should have destroyed, are being rebuilt little by little!

Although there are days in the four days, the world is too dark.

There is only night in the blood world, but it has the warmth of human nature.

Peace of mind. is home.

"Family..."

No wonder Nuan'er and the other three women and one beast all like Zhiliucheng and Beidou Blood Realm, and they are happy to live here.

Beidou Blood World is indeed a good place.

Ning Fan walked through the long street, through the misty night, and through the lights of thousands of houses.

There are lanterns hanging outside every house, in the flames of the lanterns. There are thoughts.

The mother longs for the son, the wife longs for the husband, the son longs for the father...

"Family..."

Ning Fan's eyes were greeted by the lights of the ten thousand houses, and Ning Fan's eyes gradually filled with some indescribable and incomprehensible emotions.

Before he knew it, he had reached the inner city of Zhiliu City.

it's here. A towering giant willow has existed for a long time. According to Ning Fan's guess, it was the willow left by the giant gate killing emperor Wudao.

In this giant willow, there is an obscure avenue of life and death, which makes Ning Fan's eyes flicker.

However, the meaning of this willow to Zhiliucheng is not enlightened, but a wish.

Near the giant willow, there are temples built.

Outside the temple, many tourists make their vows in front of the giant willow, and some beautiful women burn incense and pray in front of the giant willow.

Next to the giant willow, there are seventeen or eight stalls, and the stall owners are all monks.

Ning Fan's eyes swept a little, and the seventeen or eight stall owners all had different degrees of heavenly power.

Although it is not strong, it also shows that these stall owners are not cheating money here, but they have real skills.

"This little brother, do you want to ask for a sign? This old man is the strongest in the city's fortune-telling, and he is the best at unraveling people's signs. He is especially good at unraveling marriage signs, lucky signs and fate signs. He is known as 'Yu San sign'. '. Ten pieces of immortal jade solution for one sign, the first sign is free, hehe, it's not expensive or expensive."

An old man in a yellow Taoist robe saw Ning Fan's eyes swept over, only to say that there was a business coming, he immediately walked over with a smile on his face, boasting about himself.

Although the appearance is a little sleazy, the power of heaven on this person is indeed the strongest here, and his cultivation is not weak.

Ten Immortal Jade is not expensive.

Ning Fan took out twenty immortal jade and handed it to Yu Sanqi.

Twenty immortal jade is enough to ask for three signatures, after all, the first signature is free.

After receiving the money, the old man in yellow robe laughed even more sly. He took Ning Fan to the front of the booth, handed one of the three lottery boxes on the booth to Ning Fan, and said with a smile.

"The first sign, the marriage sign, and the little brother, please ask for another sign, the old man should untie it for you."

The old man in the yellow robe could not see that Ning Fan was powerful, and only regarded Ning Fan as an ordinary cultivator in the city.

Ning Fan nodded and was about to shake the lottery when suddenly, a group of young men came towards the booth aggressively.

These youngsters were the same people who had provoked Ning Fan.

The black-clothed youth at the head was full of sullen anger, and before he got close, the voice came first, "Yu Sanqi! What kind of bullshit did you give to the young master! Ten days ago, you said that the young master had good luck and had a big chance, The young master led someone to the blue sea to seek an opportunity, and almost died in the blue sea. It's a bullshit chance! Give the young master the money back!"

Seeing these menacing youths, Yu Sanxiao's expression changed immediately, his expression was a little flustered, and he was about to close the stall and run away.

"Want to run!"

The black-clothed youth sneered and waved his hands, and the youths behind them pulled out their knives and quickly surrounded the booth.

Yu Sanjian gave a wry smile, ran to the black-clothed boy, and said with an apologetic smile. "Master Ren, don't be angry! This is a matter of asking for a signature, sometimes it is accurate, sometimes it is not, cough... I can't blame the old man for the bad signing..."

"Humph. Still trying to argue! Uh...you, you are!"

The black-clothed youth sneered and was about to repair Yu Sanxian, when he suddenly found Ning Fan in front of the booth, his expression suddenly shocked!

The originally arrogant expression was now full of awe.

Yu Sanqi was stunned.

In his impression, the black-clothed boy is the tyrant of this Liuzhicheng. He once injured a person in the early stage of Rongling with the ninth-layer cultivation base, which is quite powerful.

In this city of Zhiliu, where the soul is respected, almost no one dared to provoke the youth in black. And the youth in black is also extremely arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and even if he encounters the old monster Rongling, he will not give a good face.

However, at this moment, the young man in black looked at Ning Fan with deep awe!

Yu Sanqi couldn't imagine it. What is Ning Fan's cultivation base, to make the black clothed youth show awe!

Late Rongling? The peak of fusion? Or the legendary Golden Core Realm!

"I'm asking for a signature, and I don't want anyone to disturb me." Ning Fan looked at the black-clothed boy and said lightly.

"Understood! Little ones, put away your knives and guard the booth. No one is allowed to disturb the big brother to ask for a sign!" The boy in black gave an order. A group of teenagers immediately put away their knives and stood by respectfully, no one dared to interrupt.

The black-clothed boy glared at Yu Sanxiao again with a threatening eye, and said coldly, "Well, untie my eldest brother! If the solution is not good, the young master slashed you with a knife!"

"Big... big brother?! This little brother. No, this uncle, turned out to be your big brother!"

In an instant, Yu Sanqi was deeply convinced that Ning Fan was definitely a master of the Golden Core Realm!

There was once a young man in black who was at the peak of Rongling. He wanted to accept the boy in black as his younger brother, but was rejected by the boy.

The black-clothed youth is so arrogant that even Peak Rongling refuses to recognize him as his eldest brother, but he recognizes Ning Fan as his eldest brother, which shows that Ning Fan is stronger than Peak Rongling!

Stronger than the peak of Rongling, what else can it be if it is not a Jindan old monster!

Yu Sanqi couldn't help sweating at the thought that he was about to unsign an old Jindan old monster.

This time it's troublesome, the sign-off is not good, it won't be destroyed by Ning Fan...

Ning Fan frowned slightly, he didn't know when he became the eldest brother of this black-clothed boy.

Ignoring the black-clothed boy, Ning Fan closed his eyes and shook the lottery.

After counting the interest, shake a sign.

Yu Sanxiao picked up the bamboo stick with trembling palms. There was only one line of strange runes on the bamboo stick.

Glancing at the contents of the bamboo stick, Yu Sanqi closed his eyes, pinched his fingers, and suddenly picked up the red pen and wrote the next poem on a piece of yellow paper.

At this moment, he was immersed in the power of heaven and had no idea what he was writing.

When he opened his eyes and saw what he had written, Yu Sanxiao immediately looked extremely ugly and trembled even more.

'Thousands of lifetimes are lonely and a lifetime of love, I can bear to see the fall of the red and the dust, the red face is like a cloud, and it is difficult to bear each other, half a confidant and half an enemy. ’

"What's wrong with this sign?" Ning Fan asked lightly.

"This sign, this sign..." Yu Sanqi didn't know how to say it.

"Big brother asks you to cancel the signing, and you quickly cancel the signing! If you drag and drop, the young master will immediately cut you into a stick!" The black-clothed youth said coldly.

"Cough, I understand, I understand... This sign is in the marriage sign, it is... the next sign. Judging from the signing, this uncle is afraid that he will have to go through a long period of loneliness before he can get a good relationship for a lifetime. And this uncle has more than one woman, I'm afraid there are many women. It's a pity that among these women, some are confidants, and some are enemies... In short, the marriage is bumpy..." Yu Sanxiao said in a trembling voice.

"Nonsense! My eldest brother is an immortal-like character, how can the marriage lottery sign be signed!" The black-clothed boy glared at the third lottery, wishing to cut him off immediately.

Ning Fan looked at Yu Sanxiao with a slight surprise, thinking that this person's solution was very accurate.

Speaking of which, although there are many beauties around him, many of them have changed from enemies to confidants.

"Good solution."

Ning Fan's light words, like the sound of heaven, made Yu Sanchao look overjoyed.

What he is most afraid of is that Ning Fan is dissatisfied with the cancellation of the signing. Now it seems that Ning Fan is very satisfied with the signing.

Hearing Ning Fan's words, the black-clothed youth naturally took away all his anger and did not continue to be embarrassed by the three signings.

Ning Fan just feels satisfied, Ning Fan is the big brother he thinks!

Big brother is satisfied, as a younger brother, naturally there will be no dissatisfaction!

After the first lottery was released, Yu Sanshu handed the second lottery to Ning Fan.

This sign is for luck.

Ning Fan rolled out one sign, and Yu San signed again with his fingers and a big pen. Write a poem on yellow paper.

'At first it was like a purple sun reflecting the rays of the sun, and then it was stained with filth and turned into a black light. Good fortune only thinks about it, the tragic death of a corpse is too common. ’

Putting down the red pen, Yu Sanqi opened his eyes. When I saw what I wrote, I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat.

Big bad, big bad! This signing is worse than the signing, how can I solve it so as not to offend Ning Fan!

"Just tell the truth, I won't do anything to you." Ning Fan saw through Yu Sanqi's panic and said lightly.

"Yes. This sign is a sign of great evil. Judging from the signed text, you were supposed to have great luck and great blessings, but for some reasons, the luck was changed, the blessings were lost, and the bad luck was haunted. You have no luck with you, so you need to be careful when you go out. If you are not careful, you will be wiped out due to poor luck, and the corpse will die tragically..." Yu Sanxian gritted his teeth and explained truthfully.

"Nonsense! You dare to curse my eldest brother's tragic death!" The boy in black was furious!

Ning Fan waved his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

Exactly, really accurate.

This can actually be calculated by the three signs that he is purple and black.

But unfortunately. This is doomed to not be able to calculate his own black luck but also to turn purple.

If Yu Sanqi could calculate the change in his luck, Ning Fan would have to worry.

"The next sign, does it count as fate?"

Ning Fan picked up the third lottery tube, shook out a lottery, and handed it over to Yu Sanqi to solve it.

Yu Sanqi pointed and counted. Closing your eyes, with a swipe of the Zhubi, the third lottery is solved!

Opening his eyes and seeing what he had written, Yu Sanqi was so frightened that his face was pale.

The first sign is the next sign. The second sign is fierce, the third sign... is actually the Shura sign!

This sign is too fierce to be fierce!

"Killing all the immortals is the beginning of being a demon, killing all the demons and beheading Shura." It is difficult to seek the fruit of the true Dao in the sea of ​​blood, so what if the Dao becomes the Dao and perishes! ’

"This sign, this sign..."

"This sign doesn't need to be solved, I can understand it."

Ning Fan put down the lottery and turned to leave.

He has been killing most of his life, killing endlessly.

Just to protect the obsession in his heart, he has already been stained with blood and sinful, but so what!

This road, he can't avoid, can't escape!

Walking under the starry sky of the Big Dipper, Ning Fan's thoughts gradually drifted away.

In the calamity of life and death, he had heard the story of Immortal Emperor Zidou killing Immortal Emperor Ziwei and Immortal Emperor Beidou.

When the Zidou Immortal Emperor destroyed Ziwei and the Big Dipper Immortal Territory, the killing karma committed was absolutely no trivial matter.

After the slaughter in the sea of ​​blood, what was exchanged was the peaceful and prosperous world of Zidou Xianyu.

Zi Dou gave the common people a peaceful and prosperous world with the sin of one person.

Zi Dou's merits and demerits are hard to say, but Ning Fan understands that he is not as good as Zi Dou.

Along the way, all he thought and thought was to protect his relatives with his own sins.

He does not have such a big ideal to protect the common people.

He is not even as persistent as killing emperors in all dynasties, and is willing to give up everything to protect the blood world.

He has always been selfish, never selfless.

However, at this moment, he had an urge to make the turbulent Four Heavens and Nine Realms into a peaceful place like the Big Dipper Blood Realm.

Let the people he thinks and loves in his heart live in the world of comprehension without any worries.

You don't have to worry about being murdered, you don't have to worry about being attacked and killed, just live a normal life like a mortal.

Is this an ideal?

Can it be considered an ideal to create a peaceful and prosperous world and make loved ones happy?

"ideal..."

Ning Fan's ears seemed to be echoing the earnest words of Immortal Emperor Zidou.

"Have you ever had an ideal in your heart?"

"I am as old as you, and I am just a slaughtering monster. One day, you will have your own views on this cultivation world."

In a trance, Ning Fan seemed to hear another voice in his ear.

That voice came from the giant willow, and all beings could not hear it, only Ning Fan could hear it.

That's the sound of the avenue!

That is the sound of the great road left by those who had enlightened under the giant willow!

The night was dim, and Ning Fan had already walked a long way. He looked back and saw the towering giant willow from a distance!

There was once a young man who called himself the giant gate, planted a willow seed, and realized the Tao before the seed.

On the day he became Daoist, it had been a dream for thousands of years, and the willow seed had already turned into a big tree in the sky!

He lamented the passage of time under the tree and sighed, 'The wood is like this, how can people be worthy'.

No one knows, the giant gate killing emperor is dying. It is also quietly sitting under the giant willow!

He entrusted everything to the three generations of young emperors, sitting alone under the giant willow, looking at the giant willow, and looking at the blue sea and the tide as before. Looking at the green hills in the eternal darkness, there is no slump, only full of arrogance!

Here, he said the second sentence, but no one heard it.

That voice, turned into a Dao sound, has existed in the giant willow forever!

"The green hills are still there, but I have gray hair. It's really unforgiving... It's just that people can grow old and their strength can decline. The heart can't die, and ideals can't be destroyed!"

"Although the old man's body is dead, the Tao is destroyed, but the ideal will live with the Big Dipper, immortal and immortal!"

A sentence of sound came into Ning Fan's ears. Ning Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at the Big Dipper in the sky, speechless for a long time.

At this moment, his Tao has sublimated, has undergone qualitative change, and has a sign of solidification.

At this moment, Ning Fan looked solemn. Clap your fists and bow to the Big Dipper stars!

This worship is admiration and admiration!

What I admire is the obsession of the giant gate to kill the emperor, which will live in the giant willow forever!

He finally understood how to preach.

His way can be mutually confirmed with countless knowledge in the world!

Mountains and rivers and vegetation. All have obsessions, all beings in the world have obsessions!

Jumen Killing Emperor has an attachment in his heart, and Immortal Emperor Zidou has an attachment in his heart.

Attachment is a way of transcending life and death, and will not disappear with death!

Ning Fan was a butterfly in his previous life. Although his body has turned into ashes, his obsession has not dissipated.

From the past to the present, his heart of protection has never changed.

Perseverance, can transcend life and death, can transcend reincarnation!

If you cling to emotion, the seven emotions will be destroyed, and you can still talk and laugh.

If you are obsessed with thoughts, even if the Dao disappears, even if the body perishes, even if the samsara ends, the thoughts will not disappear!

After a long, long time, Ning Fan's eyes gradually became clear, and he turned to return to the mansion.

Outside the gate, two lanterns were hung high and the lights were lit.

This is his home with Nuan'er, Wei Liang, and Zi Li.

Light up the lights to light the way home for them.

Time passes day by day, and a year passes quickly.

The fairy soul grass has not yet grown, but the five grains are already abundant and can be used for winemaking.

The rushes in the yard also grew again.

One day, in addition to the many temples in the inner city, there was an additional booth to cancel the lottery.

The stall owner is Ning Fan, and he only has one type of lottery.

Life and death sign!

At his feet lay bales of rushes.

Every time he solves the sign of life and death for one person, he weaves a straw ring!

He wants to weave the life and death of others into the grass ring!

For seven days in a row, no one came to find Ning Fan to cancel the signing.

On the eighth day, the black-clothed youth brought a group of people, pressing a pitiful middle-aged scribe, and came to Ning Fan to release the contract.

"Big brother! I heard that you set up a booth here to unravel the signing. It happens that a friend of my brother wants to find someone to calculate his life and death. Please help him to calculate."

The young man in black looked respectful, while the middle-aged scribe who was escorted was complaining.

He doesn't know the boy in black at all, okay? When did he become a friend of the boy in black!

He was just a pulse-breaking cultivator who had just entered the city of Liucheng. As soon as he entered the city, he was picked up by the black-clothed youth to unsign him.

He is just a spiritual planter, who makes a living by planting elixir, and does not go to dangerous places to find treasures to seek opportunities.

But now, the black-clothed boy is forcing him to ask for a signature, and he doesn't dare not ask for it.

"I don't know how to charge you for the life and death signature?" The middle-aged scribe said with a wry smile.

"Cultivator of pulse repair, one lottery, ten pieces of immortal jade." Ning Fan said lightly.

"Ten Immortal Jade, it's not expensive." The middle-aged scholar heaved a sigh of relief.

Just spend ten immortal jade to break the wealth and eliminate the disaster.

After paying ten immortal jade, the middle-aged scribe took the lottery and shook it.

Shaking it out, there is nothing on it, no words!

"Uh...empty sign?" The middle-aged scribe was startled and looked at the sign holder. All the signs were blank.

He felt that he had been deceived. There was no rune in the empty sign. How could he calculate? How to unsign?

He didn't know that all the empty lottery tickets were specially made by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan didn't know how to do divination, he didn't know how to unravel signs, but he knew how to watch life and death.

This secret bamboo stick is also a magical power of life and death.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, and the light of life and death flashed.

On that day, he participated in the Dragon Fishing Conference in the Demon Realm, watching life and death with a view of life and death, scaring countless powerhouses.

Now, he can freely display the light of life and death, and watch life and death.

Today, he can only see the life and death of the Rongling cultivator at most.

This middle-aged literati is a cultivator, and Ning Fan can see through his life and death.

"Ten days later, you will die in the house. The cause of death is that you were harvested and died." Ning Fan said lightly.

"Haha! It's ridiculous! Chen has never been close to women, how could he be picked and killed! And my Lingwu country has a good atmosphere, and there has never been a flower-picking witch, who would pick and supplement me!"

The middle-aged scribe looked at Ning Fan dismissively, believing that Ning Fan was talking nonsense.

The boy in black was furious, how could he tolerate his elder brother being underestimated!

That was the big brother he identified, the big brother who could scare him paralysed with one look!

Even in the face of the old monster at the peak of Rongling, he has never been frightened. If Ning Fan can frighten him, he is absolutely extraordinary. He said that the middle-aged scholar will die, and there must be a basis!

Just as he was about to teach the middle-aged scholar a lesson, Ning Fan waved his hand and said, "Ren Li, stop. I have explained life and death for him. If he doesn't listen, he deserves his fate, and even if he dies, he can't blame others."

Ren Li was the name of the boy in black.

Ning Fan has lived here for a year and is already familiar with the black-clothed boy.

Although this son has a gangster temperament, he is not a wicked person.

This son kept calling his eldest brother, and he listened to it a lot, so he didn't care anymore.

Hearing Ning Fan tell him to stop, although Ren Li was dissatisfied with the middle-aged scribe, he didn't dare to teach him a lesson.

He didn't listen to anyone's words, but he just obeyed Ning Fan's words and took it as a legal decree.

The middle-aged scribe knew that he couldn't afford to offend the black-clothed boy and the others. Although he was dissatisfied with Ning Fan's random unwinding and cheating of money, he didn't dare to cause trouble and left in despair.

Many onlookers had witnessed the process of Ning Fan's cancellation, and they all held the same view as the middle-aged scribes, believing that Ning Fan was cheating.

Only Yu Sanqi's eyes were solemn, and he could vaguely see the extraordinary technique of Ning Fan's unwinding.

Ning Fan's cancellation did not rely on the power of heaven, but a kind of supernatural power, a supernatural power that he could not understand in the third sign!

"Perhaps, that middle-aged scribe will really die..." Yu Sanqi pondered.

Ten days later, an amazing news spread throughout Zhiliu City!

A middle-aged scribe died tragically at home. The cause of death was that he was harvested, and the murderer was a grass demon!

That middle-aged scribe was the one who had cancelled the signing of Zeng Xun Ningfan!

That grass demon was transformed by the elixir he planted!

The grass demon was killed together by the powerhouses of Zhiliucheng, and the fact that Ning Fan's unraveling was accurate has spread throughout the entire Willow City very quickly!

Gradually, many experts who went out to sea to hunt beasts would come to Ning Fan to unravel a life and death lottery before going out.

No one knows that on the day the middle-aged scholar fell, Ning Fan made the first grass ring!

In that grass ring, the life and death of a middle-aged scribe was integrated into it!

Ning Fan opened his mouth and swallowed, and the grass ring turned into a half-black half-white light, which was swallowed by Ning Fan!

And Ning Fan Yuanshen's life and death dao pattern, the moment he swallowed the grass ring, there was an extra one!

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