Grasping Evil

"I can't cross this life... If I have to cross it!"

Ning Fan's eyes were calm, without any signs of swaying. He was very grateful for the advice of the Goddess Que, but the words of the Goddess Que could not affect his Taoism.

God Child Que was slightly startled, then laughed loudly, and threw the gourd in his hand to Ning Fandao,

"It is worthy of being a cultivator of Taoism. Since the little friend insists on crossing the truth, the old man will not stop it. Meeting is fate. This wine is brewed from the fruit of seeking Taoism, so I will send it to the little friend to cross the truth!"

Ning Fan took the wine gourd, and his spirit swept away the spirit wine, and his eyes were immediately moved.

Seeking Dao Fruit, which is a spiritual fruit that can increase the probability of crossing the truth, it is said that it only grows in the ancient wilderness.

The value of a quest fruit is no less than the fruit of crossing the truth. These wines contain at least the energy of dozens of quest fruits...

"Thank you senior for giving the wine... Come and don't go indecent, please accept this thing!"

Ning Fan took the wine gourd, flipped his hand, took out a Dao fruit, and gave it to God Son.

God Son Que's eyes were still calm, but after seeing the fruit, he immediately became moved.

"It's actually the fruit of the emptiness!"

God Son Que never expected that an immortal who realizes the true destiny will have the fruit of the emptiness.

Taking a deep look at Ning Fan, God Son Que realized that he seemed to underestimate Ning Fan from beginning to end.

The value of a deserted Dao Fruit is more than those spirit wines. Ning Fan returned the Dao Fruit because he was unwilling to be favored by others in vain. This is Ning Fan's insistence... This child has a good temperament.

Dare to give Daoguo to himself, not afraid of peeping at him, it shows that Ning Fan has full confidence and is not afraid of abandoning his peak cultivation base... It seems that this child is hidden deep...

The few boatmen rowing by the side were so shocked when they saw Ning Fan pull out a strange fruit like a conjuration, they didn't know where Ning Fan got the fruit.

"Senior is far from the realm of broken thoughts. It seems that it is not far... I hope this fruit of the Tao can provide some help for senior to break through the realm." Ning Fan smiled meaningfully.

Godzi Que was slightly shocked and looked at Ning Fan in disbelief. As if looking at a monster.

He didn't tell anyone about the fact that he was about to break through the Shattered Mind Realm. With the help of the divine power of the unity of heaven and man, even the old monster of broken thoughts can't see through his cultivation base... Ning Fan can see through it!

The power of the unity of heaven and man in his body suddenly trembled, as if he could sense something from Ning Fan.

God Child Que immediately opened his mouth and understood why Ning Fan's eyesight was so vicious...

"So it is! It turns out that the little friend is also... Hehe, ashamed and ashamed, the future generations are terrifying. It's really terrifying..."

After Godzi Que sighed, he suddenly looked solemn and asked in a serious tone, "Little friend is a member of the secret clan!"

In Que Godzi's view, I am afraid that only the top ten secret clans have a very small possibility of cultivating the ghosts of heaven and man...

"no."

"It's not good! Hehe... Right now, there is a great opportunity in the hands of the wild monsters... Little friend is interested in working with the old man to seize this opportunity!"

God Child Que looked at Ning Fan with a bit of sincerity, as if looking at a peer.

"Chance? What chance?" Ning Fan raised his eyelids slightly.

"A tree that hasn't bloomed...decades. It's bound to bloom, and it will turn to ashes in three moments...that flower,

It is not a great opportunity! It is not the cultivation of the unity of heaven and man. Don't take this flower, or you will die... A monk who has opened the first door of heaven and man, if you take this flower, you can increase the chance of opening the second door! ” Godzi Que said with fiery eyes.

"Really..." Ning Fan's heart was slightly shocked, but his face was not even halfway.

It was the first time Ning Fan had heard of the flowers that could open the second gate of Heaven and Man. If it's really as mysterious as Godzi said, it's really a great opportunity...

"It's just that since the flower is in the hands of the wild demon clan, it must be very dangerous if you want to capture it. I have only just met God Son Que. He invited me to seize this opportunity. Naturally, it is impossible for me to be interested in my cultivation. Yes, is it my harmony between man and nature..."

"That is to say. If you want to win the flower of this tree, can't you just rely on a cultivator of the unity of heaven and man to do it..."

"I'm not familiar with Quekiko, it's possible that this person is malicious to me..."

"This chance can increase the chance of opening the second gate of heaven and man... If it is just a chance, it is not necessary..."

"So the most urgent task is to cultivate the God of War Art. If there is time, it can be transformed into the real world... It is not a must to take that flower..."

Ning Fan's mind was racing. After a while, he made a decision. He clenched his fists apologetically to God Son Que and said,

"The younger generation still needs to realize the truth. I'm afraid I won't have time to take this opportunity..."

Hearing that Ning Fan had rejected his kindness, God Child Que was stunned at first, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"Forget it, the old man will leave Bianliang City today to make some preparations for fetching the flowers. When the day when the flowers bloom is approaching, the old man will come back to this city. At that time, if the little friend changes his mind, he can go with the old man to fetch the flowers. With only the old man alone, the cost of taking flowers is probably very low... I hope the little friend can change his mind, hey..."

God Child Que sighed, stopped mentioning this matter, took out some spirit wine, and drank it with Ning Fan on the painting boat.

Naturally, it is impossible to talk deeply, but it is still possible to talk about wine.

Both of them are monks who opened the first door of heaven and man, and their knowledge is not comparable to ordinary monks.

As the twilight sank, God Son Que had the intention to leave, bid farewell to Ning Fan, and left Bianliang City.

Ning Fan went home and crossed his knees for a long time before he completely calmed his mind.

Ning Fan wasn't completely unmoved by the chance God Son said, but he didn't care too much.

Leaving everything behind, Ning Fan began to practice the God of War Art with his whole heart.

The Ning family was separated by a wall, and it was a private school. In the evening, many children went out of school, bustling all the way.

There were also hawkers shouting and walking past the courtyard wall of Ning's house. There were also all kinds of hustle and bustle from the market, which entered Ning Fan's ears. Not only did it not disturb his cultivation, but it made his heart quieter.

Ning Fan suddenly understood why some powerful cultivators liked to choose the noisy market place when they realized the Tao.

A small one is hidden in the wild, a big one is hidden in the city... The hustle and bustle of the market can calm the mind even more.

The noise of cicadas is more quiet than the forest, and the mountains of birdsong are more secluded... Ning Fan's heart is like a forest. Like a mountain, he has achieved unprecedented concentration.

The perfect unity of body, speech, and mind, at this moment. Ning Fan actually felt that he was getting closer to the heavens and the myriad ways...

The feeling of blending with heaven and earth has also deepened!

Ning Fan suddenly had a glimpse of enlightenment in his eyes... Maybe. If he transforms into the mortal for thousands of years in this mortal world, even if there is no chance, he can find the opportunity to open the second gate of heaven and man...

This was the first day that Ning Fan came to Bianliang.

On the second day, the private school next door suddenly became lively, and countless people from Bianliang flocked here to watch the fun.

The reason is very simple, a new gentleman came to the private school today. It is the great scholar Zhao Boyang of Qufu City!

Although Bianliang City is prosperous, there are no great scholars.

Zhao Boyang came to this private school to teach, so many Bianliang nobles rushed to send their children to study.

How can a small private school accommodate so many students.

When a few wealthy families came together, they directly decided to expand the private school into an academy.

As soon as the academy opened, it was naturally not only Mr. Zhao Boyang, but some famous scholars from Bianliang could be invited to teach.

With the financial resources of several powerful families, an academy was built in just one month. Only Yu Ning's house is separated by a wall.

The name of the academy is Yunzhong Academy, which means Yun Zhigao persuades schoolchildren to aim high.

Although the academy has been built, the teacher has not yet been found. Therefore, the school is not open for the time being.

It has been a month since Ning Fan came to Bianliang City.

Occasionally, he would take Liu Yan and Xian Luoli to the Bianhe for an outing, and most of the time, he would stay at home in seclusion.

Liu Yan's appearance is considered top-notch in the world of self-cultivation, and in this mortal world, it is naturally considered peerless.

In just one month, word has spread in the city of Bianliang that a beautiful wife was born in Nanning. Born to be embarrassed.

There are also rumors that the silver-haired little loli is Ningsheng's daughter. She has been good-looking since she was a child, and when she grows up, she will definitely not be a peerless woman.

Countless gangsters. It's a pity that all Xianluoli beat their father and mother, and fled in a hurry.

Xian Loli is boring, very boring!

Although there is broken thunder to eat, and Meimei to sleep, she still feels bored!

Beating people has become Xian Loli's pastime.

Every time she sees a dandy showing a sinister smile to Liu Yan, she will rush up and beat her...

Every time she saw the colored old man looking at her with a perverted and wretched smile, she would rush up and beat her violently...

The dandy son has gathered dozens of guards and wants to find a place? Don't be afraid, beat it up!

The son of the city lord of Bianliang was beaten, and three hundred officers and soldiers were dispatched to encircle him? Don't be afraid, beat it up!

The name of Xian Luoli's violence quickly spread throughout Bianliang, and no one dared to provoke it.

The entire Bianliang City knew that Ning had a daughter named Ning Xianxian in the south of the city. She was seven years old and had been taught magic skills by an expert. The three hundred officers and soldiers were not a match for Ning Xianxian alone...

Regarding Xian Luoli's high-profile and violent behavior, Ning Fan said that he was powerless to stop it, and could only let it go.

The only requirement is to prevent Xian Luoli from using her magical powers to cause killings in Bianliang City.

Compared to the violent Xian Luoli, Liu Yan was much quieter. During the day, she seemed to be Ning Fan's wife, doing laundry and cooking, like a mortal woman.

At night, she would wholeheartedly warm the artifact spirit, and she found that the speed of warming the artifact spirit in the mundane world was faster than when she fully retreated...

And being able to transform into a mortal with Ning Fan, she doesn't seem to reject it, but rather likes this kind of bland...

However, this is a barbarian city, a world ravaged by barbarians, and people are lingering on the slaughter of barbarians.

In one month, the beasts attacked the city seven times.

Every time the officers and soldiers defending the city faced the beasts with mortal bodies, Ning Fan would take the opportunity to collect the crystals of war intent.

On the wall of Bianliang City, there are many ancient savages that look like humans and beasts, and they have magical powers to deter savage beasts.

Every time the savage beasts attack the city, the savages will show their power, release black and red light, and fight back against the savage beasts.

With so many savage statues in Bianliang City, even if the savage beasts attacked the city in the second step, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be killed.

The savage beasts attacked the city, and they all ended in fiasco. However, before Ning Fan came to Bianliang, every time the savage beast attacked the city, it could cause certain casualties.

Sometimes one person died, sometimes several people died, sometimes a wall was crushed, and dozens of people were killed or injured...

But since Ning Fan's arrival, the barbarian officers and soldiers rarely die at the mouth of barbarian beasts. Naturally, some barbarians who were afraid of beasts were not saved by Ning Fan. He shot, not out of sympathy.

During January. Ning Fan condensed a total of seven high-grade Primordial Primordial Crystals, and after swallowing them, the number of battles actually increased to 1,300.

a month. Adding a hundred battles, this kind of cultivation speed is very amazing.

Walking in Bianliang City. Ning Fan looked at the pretty images everywhere, thoughtful.

Every barbarian city has a barbarian temple, and the barbarian monks in the temple know how to make barbarian jade pendants and barbarian statues to protect barbarians.

Barbarian monks have a very high status among barbarians, but their numbers are very few...

for a month. Ning Fan came to the Barbarian Temple in Bianliang City for the first time, and saw countless barbarians who worshiped devoutly, as well as a scrawny barbarian monk.

The barbarian monk did not have any cultivation base, and was also a mortal, but he could use the power of everyone's beliefs to make barbarian god jade pendants and barbarian statues.

That barbarian monk was the only monk in the barbarian temple, and his name was Manchi. When Ning Fan arrived, he was holding a carving knife in the main hall of the temple. The eyes are dead, and a statue is carved.

It is obviously just a piece of dead wood, under his carving. It gradually became more spiritual.

"Sure enough, the reason why the statues in the city can exert their power depends on the power of incense..." Ning Fan said to himself.

Manchi turned his head in displeasure and glared at Ning Fan.

He is the only barbarian monk in Bianliang City, and his status is very high. Even if the city owner of Bianliang sees him, he may treat him with three points.

When he was carving the statue, he didn't like being disturbed by anyone, and never dared to disturb him, but Ning Fan broke into his hall. It bothered him to carve a pretty statue.

"This is not the place you should come, step back!"

Pretty crazy eyes. Unexpectedly released a trace of coercion and pressed it down towards Ning Fan.

That was the coercion he had gathered with the incense of the barbarians. It is almost as powerful as a Rongling cultivator. If it is a mortal, it will naturally be unable to stop his coercion.

It's a pity that his coercion cannot shake Ning Fan by half a point.

"Is the incense coercion..." Ning Fan flicked his finger, and the coercion of the idiot immediately collapsed.

He looked away from the barbarian monk and fell on a red gold statue enshrined in the hall.

Man Chi looked at Ning Fan in disbelief, he couldn't figure out why his coercion would be ineffective against Ning Fan.

Could it be that the other party is also a barbarian monk, and his use of the will of sentient beings is more powerful than his own?

"Could it be that the donor..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Fan.

"Silence."

As soon as Ning Fan's voice fell, a coercion like heaven and earth fell on Man Chi.

Suppressed by that coercion, Man Chi couldn't say a word at all, looking at Ning Fan with deep horror!

"This donor is indeed a barbarian monk, and he is a barbarian monk thousands of times stronger than me!"

Ning Fan ignored the idiot. He quietly looked at the red-gold statue in the hall. This golden statue was the ancestor of the barbarians.

The statue of the barbarian ancestor is very similar to Ni Ying. It has two heads, and each hand holds a thunderbolt, which seems to be punished by robbery...

From the statue of the barbarian ancestor, Ning Fan could detect a faint aura like that of an infant, condensed by the power of incense.

"Barbarian, savage beast, Jie Nian... What is the relationship between these..."

"There are too many secrets in this world. With my cultivation, I am far from qualified to see through..."

Ning Fan walked out of the Man Temple, along the Bian River, and walked all the way home. Outside the house, he unexpectedly met Zhao Boyang and his party who had left the academy.

This is the first time Zhao Boyang has come after the completion of Yunzhong Academy.

Zhao Boyang never thought that Ning Fan would live in a place separated by a wall in the academy. After being surprised, he was overjoyed and invited Ning Fan to the academy and become a gentleman.

Now Yunzhong Academy is inviting famous teachers. In Zhao Boyang's mind, Ning Fan is a great scholar in the world, and he is qualified to teach in the academy.

Zhao Boyang's invitation was politely declined by Ning Fan. Seeing that Ning Fan did not have the heart to teach and educate people, Zhao Boyang no longer reluctantly, and left with a sigh.

It's just that since then, in his spare time, Zhao Boyang often comes to find Ning Fan from the academy next door to discuss Confucianism, but that's a story later.

When the first ray of autumn wind blew into Bianliang City, Ning Fan came to Bianliang, three months had passed.

Time passed by little by little, and in the cold winter of the first year, the cold plums on both sides of the Bian River were not open.

In the second winter, Hanmei still did not open.

In the winter of the third year, Bianliang City suddenly snowed heavily with goose feathers, and both sides of the Bian River were snow-white, and cold plums bloomed.

There are already 4,500 battles in Ning Fan's body. The progress of Zhan Yin Yang's cultivation has been completed by 74%.

The further back you go, the harder it is to practice Zhan Yin Yang. Fortunately, Ning Fan is not in a hurry, he understands that when it comes to cultivation, haste is not enough.

Xian Loli Lei Body is evolving little by little. The coldness of Lei Li in the body became more and more obvious, and it seemed that he was starting to feel chills. I don't want to go out when it snows.

Three years later, Xian Luoli has not grown up at all. Many people secretly speculate that Xian Luoli may have eaten the immortal fruit in the eyes outside the city by mistake, and she can look young...

Liu Yan stayed at home and took care of the sleeping Xian Loli. After spending a few years together, her relationship with this violent little girl grew deeper and deeper.

In addition to melting the spirit for the astrolabe. In her spare time, she will weave some cloth and embroider some embroidery patterns like a mortal woman, in exchange for silver money, which will be used to survive.

Ning Fan wanted to transform into a fan, so she naturally made every effort to create a mortal atmosphere for Ning Fan.

In the snowstorm, there was the sound of barbarian children reciting from the Yunzhong Academy on the side.

"The barbarians are the ancestors of nature and the great sect of all realms. Barbarians are born in dust. They die in calamities.

Ning Fan walked out of the house. Leaving footprints in the snow, soon covered by the wind and snow.

Ning Fan was a little silent as the school children's recitations echoed in his ears. What these children recited was the "Barbarian Ancestor Classic", an academic classic left by the barbarian ancestors.

That barbarian ancestral scripture, blindly admonishing barbarians to look down on life and death, to give up obsessions, to conform to fate, and not to resist...

That recitation. Ning Fan had heard too much and was already a little tired.

The scriptures of the ancestral scriptures. Every sentence goes against his Word...

Everything is unstoppable, unstoppable...

Ancestral Bow was sealed by Ning Fan. Temporarily stored in a storage bag. The seven colorful arrow spirits were sealed within Ning Fan's body.

Each arrow spirit contains a terrifying amount of true illusion power. In the past three years, Ning Fan has refined half of the first arrow spirit.

The power of true illusion in the body skyrocketed, and the power of true illusion was absorbed by Ning Fan and integrated into the Dao Heart. His cultivation is getting closer and closer to the initial stage of Transcendence.

Today, he has been able to see the real bridge hidden in the fog of Dao Xin, but he still can't see it completely.

And he gradually discovered that there is not only one real bridge hidden under the thick fog, there are many...

"Duzhen, it's still a long way..."

Ning Fan held the wine gourd presented by God Son Que, and walked all the way through the snow, towards the Bian River.

The red plums on the shore had already bloomed, looking at the red plums in the snow, Ning Fan thought of Yueguo, Qimei...

Que Godzi persuaded him to give up Duzhen, but he would not give up.

The Man Zujing persuaded the world to let go of their attachments, and he would not let it go.

Because he still has a home, because his home is in Qimei City, in Yue Kingdom, in Yujie...

He still has his family, he still has things to protect, he has too many things to do, and he can't let go of his attachments.

Fulfilling the promise to kill the emperor requires strength; finding the immortal emperor who has calculated his revenge requires strength; standing beside Luo You one day, also requires strength; creating a world without competition requires strength. Strength can do it...

Looking at a tree of red plums, Ning Fan held up the gourd, took a sip of spirit wine, and let the medicinal power of the Dao Fruit dissolve in his body.

After an unknown amount of time, a roar of laughter came from behind Ning Fan.

"Uncle, uncle, can you help Die'er pick a few plum blossoms? Die'er wants to weave a wreath and put it on the little snow cow! But Die'er is short and can't reach it!"

A two- or three-year-old baby girl, wearing a small red padded jacket and a bun, her face flushed red from the cold, pitifully tugging at the corner of Ning Fan's clothes.

In order to show that she couldn't reach the plum blossoms, she jumped on tiptoe... Sure enough, she couldn't reach it... far from reach.

"Oh? It's that little doll..." Ning Fan recognized the little doll in front of him with his breath.

She is Zhao Boyang's daughter, Zhao Dier.

Now she is three years old. She originally came to the academy with her father to play. When the maid was not paying attention, she slipped out and built a little snowman like a dog and a cow on the snow by the river...

"Uncle and uncle, you help Die'er pick some plum blossoms, and Die'er will marry you when she grows up! Die'er promises! Don't believe in Lagogo!" Xiaodie'er vowed to be authentic.

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