Grasping Evil

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The black barbarian monk, wearing the barbarian god 'jade' as a protection, roams the wilderness, and robs the city of bandits!

Each of the black barbarian monks is proficient in barbarism and knows how to use barbarism to kill people. Together, they can even confront some weak barbarians head-on!

Right now, there are twelve black barbarian monks, all of them are hostile, and they are all demons who have killed countless people. Under the shock of that hostile energy, in the Zhao residence, countless guests' faces were pale and terrified.

Everyone knew that these twelve black barbarian monks came for Zhao Dier, but none of them dared to say the first half of a sentence for Zhao Dier.

There are also some timid people who try their best to 'hand over' Zhao's house on weekdays, but at this moment, they can't wait for Zhao's house to immediately 'hand over' Zhao Dier to quell the black barbarian monk's anger.

"It's actually a black barbarian monk!"

Looking at the corpses of dozens of servants and maids on the snow, Zhao Boyang looked at the twelve black monks without fear, like a vajra with angry eyes.

Others are afraid of black barbarians, but he is not afraid.

How could he be greedy for life and fear death, and how could he 'hand over' his 'daughter' to Hei Man!

It's just that he also understands that the black barbarian monks are extremely powerful. Against ordinary mortals, it is easy to fight against ten thousand people. Even if the mortals of the entire Bianliang City are added together, they may not necessarily be the opponents of the twelve black monks in front of them. ..

"Wait, why are you targeting the old man's 'daughter'! Give me a reason!" Zhao Boyang said solemnly.

After many years of cultivating Qi, he has a little Haoran righteousness in his 'chest', and his voice is dignified, so that the complexion of the twelve black monks has changed slightly.

The old monk at the head quickly put away his surprise. When he realized that Zhao Boyang was just an old Confucian scholar, not a barbarian monk, he smiled coldly and said a few words.

"one!"

Naturally, he didn't bother to answer any questions from Zhao Boyang, and immediately started counting.

After ten breaths, if Zhao Mansion doesn't 'hand over' Zhao Dier, he will definitely bring people to bloodbath Zhao Mansion, and even bloodbath Bianliang along the way!

"Humph! The old man won't take the 'daughter' daughter..."

"two!"

Zhao Boyang still wants to say something,

Unfortunately, before the words were spoken, he was directly overwhelmed by the old monk, coughing up blood and fell to the ground.

He looked at the black monk unwillingly, even if he knew the etiquette tomorrow, in front of the barbarian monk, he was still powerless to resist.

"Daddy!"

Zhao Die'er was 'wanting' to help her father up, but Master Man Chi helped Zhao Boyang first, and took out a 'medicine' 'medicine' pill and gave it to Zhao Boyang.

When the old monk counted 'three', Man Chi crossed the crowd, stepped on the snow, and walked to the twelve black monks step by step, his eyes solemn.

"The old man is an idiot. He is a barbarian monk of Bianliang. As long as the old man is alive, he will not allow anyone to attack the barbarians in this city!"

"By you?" Several black monks 'showed' disdain at the same time, and a few others snorted disdainfully.

Man Chi's savage skills are very low, and any one of these twelve black monks can easily kill Man Chi.

The black barbarian old monk headed by him, with a cold murderous intent on the corner of his mouth, no longer counts.

The behavior of Man Chi's resistance has 'aroused' his murderous intentions. In this way, there is no need to show mercy, just slaughter Zhao Mansion and kidnap Zhao Die'er!

"Hehe, this seat's Jie Dao, non-barbarian monks won't kill, since you die, this seat will fulfill you!"

laugh!

The figure of the old monk Hei Man disappeared directly from the horse, appeared behind Man Chi, and stabbed Man Chi in the back with a backhand knife.

That movement is too fast, beyond the sight of mortals, even the idiots can't see the movements of the black barbarian old monk at all, and the vest has Senhan's sword energy!

"So fast!" In addition to being horrified, Man Chi was already in despair, knowing that he was going to die.

It's just that no one expected that there was a silver-haired figure that was countless times faster than the old black barbarian monk, and actually blocked in front of the Jie Dao. When she raised her little hand, she didn't see how she made a move. The old monk's Jie Dao had already smashed into ten pieces. Some fragments.

With another little hand, the old black barbarian monk, who was still arrogant before, was directly slapped by a small loli sandbag.

The remaining eleven black monks all changed their expressions, looking at the silver-haired little loli grinning sweetly on the snow like a monster.

Zhao Boyang, Man Chi, and countless servants of the guests of the Zhao residence were all stunned, and even Zhao Die'er was somewhat incredulous.

Isn't that silver-haired little loli, Ning Fan's nominal 'daughter', Ning Xianxian!

This little doll is so powerful that it even killed a black barbarian monk with one move!

"Hee hee, Daddy won't let me beat the people of Bianliang, and he won't let me beat wild beasts, but he never said that he won't let me beat these foreign bad monks."

"Oh! How could I be so powerful, and killed a bad monk in one fell swoop!"

Xian Loli opened her mouth slightly, unbelievable.

Just two years ago, as the Lei body continued to evolve, she lost more and more memories, and gradually, she no longer remembered who Xiao Qianqian was.

Gradually, he no longer remembered his relationship with Ning Fan. He really regarded Ning Fan as 'father', regarded himself as Ning Xianxian, and regarded Liu Yan as 'mother'.

She also gradually forgot how powerful she was. She hadn't beaten anyone for many years, and she killed a bad monk as soon as she shot. She was a little frightened...

"If Daddy knew that I killed someone, I don't know if he would spank me..." Xian Luoli shuddered.

Although Ning Fan has never spanked her, she has seen neighbor dolls being spanked, and spanking hurts a lot...

"You... who are you! Dare to stop me from doing business, don't you want to live! Let's go together and kill this demon 'girl'!"

A black monk mustered his courage, drank, and dismounted first. Immediately afterwards, the rest of the black monks dismounted and killed Xian Luoli with knives.

"... this time, take it lightly..."

Xian Luoli cautiously waved her fist, and immediately an invisible thunder force blasted out, knocking the fastest black monk into the air.

The black barbarian monk slammed into the wall, crushed a long section of the dirt wall, kicked his 'legs', and died...

"Again... kill another bad monk, and when it's over, Daddy will definitely punish me heavily!"

Xian Luoli was crying, and the remaining ten black monks were all frightened by the bloodless 'color' on the ground. They all stopped, turned around and ran away on horseback.

They were really frightened by Xianluoli. Judging from the strength of Xianluoli, killing them is simply child's play! It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, it must be withdrawn!

Xian Luoli didn't go after her either, her face was tangled, she was afraid that she would accidentally kill someone else.

Liu Yan did not know when, appeared beside Xian Luoli, her pretty face stroking 'touching' Xian Luoli's little head, and comforted,

"Xianxian is not afraid, your father will never punish you..."

"Mother, what you said is true!"

"...I'm not your mother..."

Liu Yan reluctantly showed her forehead softly, she would never have thought that one day Xian Luoli would have a wrong memory of "chaos" and consider her as her mother...

Thinking about how she had been pretending to be Ning Fan's wife for fifteen years, she blushed a little.

Mei Mu looked at the ten black monks who ran away and smiled sarcastically.

Liu Yan didn't think these black monks could escape, because she clearly felt that Ning Fan had returned.

Just in front of the snowy road where ten black monks galloped on horseback, in the 'color' of the night, a man in white suddenly appeared.

He just appeared in the "color" of this snowy night, blocking in front of the ten black monks, his face was "colored" and there was no "wave" in the ancient well, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He was the returned Ning Fan.

Zhao Dier was always the one who grew up and saw him as a younger generation. These black monks dared to pay attention to Zhao Dier, and they dared to come to Zhao's house to kill people, and they had to pay the price!

Obviously he is transforming Fan, obviously he should not use his cultivation base, but Ning Fan wants to leave the 'life' of these black monks here!

No one could see how he made his move, the heads of the ten black monks all flew high, and blood spurted from their necks like a spring.

The horses were frightened and fled in all directions, and the bodies of ten black monks fell to the ground, black blood stained the white snow...

"Black blood..." Ning Fan frowned slightly, and took a picture of a soul that mortals could not see, searching for the soul to destroy the memory.

After that, he didn't say much, and walked over the corpses of the monks and entered the Zhao residence.

At this moment, all the people in the Zhao family were stunned.

A barbarian monk is a godly monk who can compete with barbarian beasts. No matter how high the internal strength of a mortal warrior, no matter how strong the martial arts, he should not be the opponent of barbarian monks. But Xian Luoli and Ning Fan kill the barbarian monk like ants, this scene is too shocking...

Zhao Boyang was so shocked that he could not speak. He never imagined that Ning Xiandi, who had known each other for fifteen years, was such a powerful person.

Zhao Dier was also speechless. She never knew that Ning Fan, who could only drink, appreciate plums, and paint, was so powerful...

Man Chi looked at Ning Fan in disbelief. In the past fifteen years, Ning Fan's appearance has changed a lot, and he still recognized it at a glance.

The person in front of him had been to the Bianliang Man Temple once! That year, he was sculpting a pretty statue, and this person only had one look, which made him unable to move...

Ning Fan walked up to Zhao Dier with a smile, took out a bone pendant made from the bones of a savage beast, and 'handed it over' to Zhao Dier.

"This is the wedding gift that uncle found for you. Take it. In a short while, you will leave Bianliang and go to Tianman City. This bone pendant can keep you safe on the road."

Ning Fan looked at Zhao Boyang's husband's wife again, feeling a little emotional.

"Brother Boyang, I heard that your family will go to Tianman City soon. These two bone pendants are my thoughts. You two will accept them."

"I came to Bianliang for fifteen years. Today I used my cultivation base to kill people. I'm afraid I can't continue this transformation. It's time to walk out of Bianliang and see the landscapes of other barbarian cities..."

Holding a fist towards Zhao Boyang, Ning Fan actually sighed, and took Liu Yan and Xian Luoli, step by step, out of Zhao's house and away.

"Brother Ning Xian, where are you going!" Zhao Boyang was shocked, he never expected that after Ning Fan killed the black monks, he was going to leave and leave Bianliang.

Zhao Die'er's pretty face was also pale, but she forgot the restraint of the "daughter"'er family, trotted, and rushed in front of Ning Fan.

"Uncle, why did you leave Bianliang, where are you going...you, don't you want Dier..."

"Uncle is going to leave Bianliang. Let's sort out the insights of the past fifteen years. Aren't you going to leave Bianliang soon... We will all leave..."

"Since uncle is leaving Bianliang, how about going to Tianman City with Die'er!" Zhao Die'er looked at Ning Fan hopefully.

"Tianman City, my uncle will visit, but not now... Die'er has to work hard to become a powerful monk..."

Ning Fan smiled, caressed Zhao Dier's silk like satin, and his eyes were soft. In his eyes, Zhao Dier was always the little 'milk' baby back then.

He picked off a red plum, 'inserted' it on Zhao Dier's temple, left a word in Zhao Die'er's ear, and left.

In a few days, Zhao's residence will leave Bianliang, and his family will move to Tianman City, and Ning Fan also plans to leave.

The grass and trees of Bianliang have been deeply reflected in his heart, and he still wants to see more barbarian cities.

The three 'jade' pendants he left to Zhao Dier's family were made from the remains of a savage beast that had fallen for many years.

The three barbarian 'jade' pendants all have great magical powers, and it is easy to keep their family safe.

Zhao Die'er stood dazedly in the wind and snow, carefully holding the barbaric 'jade' pendant in her palm.

Her nose was a little sour, a little reluctant, but also a little hopeful and a little looking forward to.

When Ning Fan left, the words left to her still echoed in her ears.

"When Die'er becomes a powerful barbarian monk, my uncle will definitely go to Tianman City to see you... Definitely..."

Zhao Die'er put the barbaric 'jade' pendant on her heart, but her beautiful eyes gradually became firm.

It is her dream to become a barbarian monk, she will work hard for this dream, and will not live up to Ning Fan's expectations...

...

Snow, all the way non-stop. Ning Fan walked in the snow with his hands behind his back, followed by Liu Yan and Xian Luoli, and walked out of Bianliang City, along the official road, all the way away.

The vast snowstorm is like a 'confused' fog, making it impossible to see through the 'color' of the night at a glance.

Ning Fan's eyes were dazed for a moment, as if he was not looking at the wind and snow, but the heavy fog on the Real Illusion River...

'Mission' fog, everywhere is 'fascinated' fog... This savage existence itself is like a 'mysterious' fog...

The existence of the Four Heavens and Nine Realms also seems to be shrouded in a layer of 'mysterious' fog...

The Avenue of the Heavens is also a layer of 'mysterious' fog...

The closer he got to the truth, the more Ning Fan felt that he couldn't see what the truth was. The closer you get to Dao, the less you can see Dao's posture...

"Between heaven and earth, is there really..."

Ning Fan looked up at Xue Kong and actually sent out a heart-wrenching question.

This question, Liu Yan, whose cultivation base is still low, can't understand it, and Xian Luoli, who has a wrong memory, can't understand it either.

Ning Fan seemed to be asking about his own heart, but also seemed to be asking about the Dao of the Heavens. The only answer to him was the sound of increasingly urgent wind and snow.

No one answered, and he didn't expect anyone to answer. He just continued to walk into the vast snow and disappeared.

Ning Fan didn't know that when he sent out this question, a demon spirit broke out from the River of Reality, with a shocked expression on his face.

That demon spirit is the river demon of the True Illusory River. Since the formation of the Heavenly Dao, it has resided in the True Illusory River.

His cultivation base is not high, he has no life, but he has wisdom; he has a long life, and he has seen too many monks crossing the real world, and he has also seen too many monks fall from the real bridge into the real imaginary river, and the crossing of the real world fails...

His existence is to obey the order of the Immortal Emperor, and when the cultivator of the Illusory Dream Realm crosses the truth, he applies illusions to obstruct it.

In his life, he has seen a total of forty-seven times the reverse flow of the True Illusion River, and just now, the forty-eighth time the reverse flow of the river appeared!

"In the fantasy world, there is another person who almost sees through the illusory dream of heaven and earth!"

"This person should have not crossed the real world, not a real immortal. Otherwise, the real fantasy river will not just be the reverse flow of the river, and countless real bridges will collapse!"

"You can vaguely see through the illusion of the fantasy world without transcending the cultivation of truth... This child is extraordinary, but I don't know who he is..."

The river demon gradually withdrew his shocked expression, and his body sank to the bottom of the river again. For no reason, the figure of Ning Fan appeared in his mind.

"On that day, there was a junior who crossed into the real world. It was the first time that he entered the interior of the heaven, and he was able to see the three thousand real bridges. It was very impressive, rare in ancient and modern times..."

"The person who made the Zhenhuan River go against the flow, could it be him..."

...

Ten days later, the Tianman Man Temple sent seven barbarian monks to pick up the Zhao family and move them to Tianman City.

Along the way, the convoy was attacked by wild beasts several times, but strangely, all these attacks were stopped halfway.

Any savage beasts that tried to attack the convoy, before they approached, were intimidated by an invisible calamity and did not dare to act rashly!

That robbery power came from the savage 'jade' pendant of Zhao Boyang's family of three, and the 'jade' pendant contained the magical power of robbery that Ning Fan planted!

Ten days later, Ning Fan and his party had already walked along the official road to the ruins of Qufu City.

A month later, Ning Fan and his party came to a wild valley, found a black barbarian monk's camp in the valley, and slaughtered it.

These black barbarian monks are the ones who sent people to arrest Zhao Dier before, and Ning Fan will never cut the grass without eradicating the roots.

Another half month, Ning Fan came to a barbarian city called Yuancheng and stayed there for half a month.

Then, we went to the next barbarian city...

In Huafan's 21st year, Ning Fan refined the third colorful arrow spirit.

In the twenty-eighth year, Ning Fan refined the fourth seven-colored arrow spirit and entered the interior of the heaven again.

This time, he saw 12,000 real bridges from inside the Heavenly Dao. Unfortunately, among these real bridges, there are still no real bridges to cross.

He once again withdrew from the inside of the Heavenly Dao, but failed to cross the truth.

Fortunately, as long as you haven't stepped on the real bridge, it is not a failure to cross the real bridge, and it is not a big deal.

In the thirty-fifth year, Ning Fan refined the fifth colorful arrow spirit.

In the forty-second year, Ning Fan refined the sixth colorful arrow spirit.

In the forty-ninth year, the last colorful arrow spirit was refined by Ning Fan.

The training progress of Zhan'Yin'Yang has already reached 100%, and it has been initially completed. It has been sealed by Ning Fan and can be unsealed at any time, just like the rain of 'Yin'Yang.

But this is not a complete cultivation... Only when Ning Fan has the cultivation level in the later stage of Du Zhen, can he completely devour the power of rain 'yin' yang and battle 'yin' yang.

The spirit wine brewed by the Daoist fruit has been consumed by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's appearance was like that of an old man in his seventies. In order to accompany Ning Fan Huafan, Liu Yan also turned into an old woman.

Only Xian Loli always looks like a 'girl' child.

In the past forty-nine years, Xian Luoli has eaten 90% of Ning Fan's broken thunder, and the complete evolution of the thunder body is still far away.

Her memory became more and more 'chaotic', she even forgot who Liu Yan was, and forgot that she was called Xianxian, but she only remembered that Ning Fan was 'Daddy'.

Every morning when she wakes up in the morning, Xian Luoli will lose all her memory, she said to Ning Fan in a daze, "Dad, who am I..."

"You are a fairy..."

"Dad, who is she..."

"She is Liu Yan..."

"Daddy, I'm hungry..."

"Eat these thunder pills."

The Lei Wan was a pill condensed by Ning Fan with the power of breaking thunder and thunder. It tasted very sweet, and Xian Luoli liked it very much.

In the past, Ning Fan would not go to great lengths to condense pills for a strange loli, but after years of getting along, Ning Fan also had a deep affection for Xian loli.

In his life, he had no son 'daughter', Xian Luoli seemed to have really become his 'daughter'.

But Ning Fan knew that once Xianluoli's thunder body evolved, she would regain her memory, and she would become an old monster of Shekong again...

His relationship with Xian Luoli's 'father' and daughter' probably won't last long.

The seven colorful arrow spirits have all been refined by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan walked out of the barbarian city and came to an unmanned barbarian valley. He stayed here and waited for the next time he entered the interior of the heavens and crossed the truth in one fell swoop!

This time, Ning Fan has the confidence to see through all the "mysterious" fog and see all the real bridges in one fell swoop!

He must find the True Bridge of Dao from among those True Bridges and advance to the Realm of Transcendence!

In the 50th year, Ning Fan finally heard the call of Zhenhuan River for the third time and successfully entered the inner heaven.

This time, Ning Fan didn't use his primordial spirit to enter the interior of the Heavenly Dao, he actually entered the interior of the Heavenly Dao with his entire body!

Since the formation of the Heavenly Dao, only forty-seven people have done this kind of thing, and Ning Fan is the forty-eighth person who has done it!

When he came to the bank of the True Magic River again, he finally saw through all the true magic 'mystery' fog, and over the True Magic River, he saw 108,000 real bridges!

There are 180,000 real bridges, and 108,000 kinds of great roads, but among them, there is no attachment...

Few people know that there is no bridge of Dao on the River of Reality!

"The real river has no control bridge! How can it be like this!"

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly startled, and he suddenly remembered the advice of God Son Que, and advised him not to go to the truth.

A real river without a bridge... Could this be the real reason Que Godzi persuaded him not to cross it!

Ning Fan walked like a real phantom river, looking at the river flowing eastward, his eyes were extremely solemn.

If there is no bridge, the river cannot be crossed at all, and if it touches the water, the crossing will fail...

"Haha! I can't think of your junior's way, it's actually a Dao! It's a way from the sky! It's really a laughing old man to delusionalize the truth with the Dao!"

A disdainful laughter suddenly came out of the mysterious 'yin' world.

Ning Fan flexed his palm and took out a sealed bow from the mysterious 'yin' world, his eyes flashing coldly.

The one who laughed at him was the bow of the seal—the ancestral bow spirit that was snatched from Du Longzi back then!

This bow spirit was sealed by him and could not make any sound, but he was able to communicate with Ning Fan's mind through a trace of mind...

"Lonely as snow, this old man is really as lonely as snow, he was captured by a junior who couldn't get through!"

"Junior, because you can't cross the real cultivation base, you can't provoke the real dragon clan at all. The old man advises you to release the old man quickly, and then find seven or eight thousand beautiful 'women' for the old man to serve', the old man You can say good things in front of Long Ancestor, and let the True Dragon Clan spare you!"

Zu Gong Gong Ling has an old-fashioned tone. It once followed Zu Long to conquer the world, 'shooting' killed countless ancient monsters, and its eyes are above the top.

Even if he was captured by Ning Fan, he was still arrogant.

It's a pity that Ning Fan is the one who can afford to seal the bow spirit... This bow spirit doesn't seem to have the consciousness of becoming a prisoner...

"Noisy!"

How could Ning Fan be polite to Gong Ling, and directly bend a finger, the black and red 'color' savage power immediately disappeared into the ancestral bow, sizzling and wanton destruction.

Immediately, Zu Gonggongling screamed like a pig, crying for mercy from his father and mother,

"Forgive your life! Xiao Gong will never dare to talk nonsense again!"

"Hurry up and close the flash, and flash again, the body of the bow spirit of Xiaogong will be severely damaged!"

"I'll call your grandfather, I'll call your grandfather's head office, please stop!"

"...I have seen Zulong build a real bridge! I will tell you how to build a bridge, and help you build a real bridge to cross the real road! Let me go!"

When he heard Zu Gong's last words, Ning Fan stopped the flashing, the 'fine' light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Zu Gong in his hand.

Build bridges? That's right, if there is no bridge over the phantom river, I will build a bridge to cross the real, what can I do!

This truly illusory river must be crossed after all!

"Tell me, how can I build a real bridge of zhidao! If your answer does not satisfy me, you know the consequences!"

Ning Fan's icy words fell in Zu Gong's ears, and immediately made Zu Gong's mind stunned, and he involuntarily shivered.

Lonely like snow, how could it fall into the hands of this ignorant evil star...

Also build bridges... Is the real bridge so easy to build... It says that Zulong has built a real bridge, but it's just three points of truth and seven points of nonsense.

When Zulong crossed the truth, it was also difficult. He wanted to take a shortcut and build a real bridge, but the bridge failed, so he had to settle for the next best thing. After years of hard work, he found his own real bridge.

A real bridge can only be built by an immortal emperor who opened up the world and created the way of heaven. Ning Fan is not an immortal emperor.

"Uh... Xiao Gong was just talking nonsense. In this world, there is no real way to build bridges..." Zu Gong Gong Ling replied cautiously.

"Aren't you telling the truth..." Ning Fan's eyes froze, and he released a flash of aurora again.

Immediately, Zu Gong heard the pig howling crying for his father and mother again, and he felt aggrieved.

"Xiao Gong is telling the truth this time! What he said just now is nonsense! In this world, there is really no way to build a bridge with a real bridge!"

"Forgive your life! The hero spares your life! Quickly stop the flash!"

"...The hero can search my bow soul and see if Xiao Gong is lying! The hero has demon spirit power in his body, and Xiao Gong can pass on the highest secret technique of your True Dragon Clan - Reverse Spirit Technique! In the entire True Dragon Clan, there are only a few Ancestor Ming is qualified to practice this technique. With this technique, you can search for Xiaogong’s soul and know that Xiaogong really didn’t lie!”

Hearing this, Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly, he stopped flashing, and muttered,

"Reverse Spirit Art... The highest secret art of the true dragon family..."