Grasping Evil

Mud man...

Ning Fan nodded, taking Xiang Mozi's instructions to heart. His eyes swept across the grass and trees on the wooden island again, only to feel that there is an indescribable meaning of being out of the world between the grass and the trees here, which seems to be out of tune with all the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

The sound of the wind blowing through the pine forest rustled in my ears, and vaguely, there were also bells that seemed to be far away.

The bell rang, and every time it reverberated in Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, it made Ning Fan's heart a little clearer, and his cultivation was also a little diligent. Although the diligence was not much, it was enough to show that the bell sounded extraordinary.

The only thing that made Ning Fan frown was that in the bell, there was an intention to persuade people to avoid the world. That is to say, Ning Fan's cultivation base is high, so he can't be bewitched by the sound of the bell. If an ordinary true immortal comes here, he is afraid that when he hears the sound of the bell, he will have the idea of ​​taking refuge in his heart.

"What a powerful bell, this is the first time this junior has seen such a level of Buddhist supernatural power since he started practicing Taoism." Ning Fan praised.

"The sound of this bell contains the power of [Release Completeness] among the six supernatural powers of Buddhism. Most of the high-level Buddhist practitioners live in the Western Heaven, and there are almost no Buddhist practitioners who have cultivated [Fulfillment Completion] in the Eastern Heaven. You have never seen such magical powers, nor It's normal." Xiang Mozi explained with a smile.

"Six magical powers of Buddhism?" Ning Fan was slightly startled.

He didn't know much about Buddhist practice, and this was the first time he had heard of this term.

"The six supernatural powers of Buddhism are the power of the eyes of the heavens, the power of the ears of the gods, the power of other minds, the power of destiny, the power of the gods' feet, and the power of leakage. In the heart, Fate Tong can see the changes of the past and present reincarnation. The supernatural power is the power of hundreds of millions of Dharma bodies, and it can cut off all delusions and obsessions in the world. The sound of the wood pine contains the power of supernatural power. If the cultivation level is insufficient, Listening to the sound of this bell, you will definitely convert to Buddhism and give up the world."

While explaining to Mozi, he took Ning Fan with him. Walk towards the center of the island.

It's not that he can't fly, it's just that Taoist Musong has a weird temperament and doesn't like flying in his territory.

The wooden island is not big, but it is a small island with a radius of ten miles. From the outside, it looks like a tiger crouching in the center of the star sea.

Arhats is planted all over the island, all of which are several tens of feet high.

in the pine forest. From time to time, some clay figurines will be unearthed, and they will attack Ning Fan without saying a word.

At first, these clay figurines were all cultivated in emptiness, and naturally they couldn't stop Ning Fan and Xiang Mozi's footsteps.

Easily killed by the two.

But later, even the broken mind clay figurines began to appear. These Clay figurines were not afraid of their cultivation, but they knew a certain secret technique and could predict Ning Fan's attack. React in advance.

Several times, Ning Fan slashed the clay figurines with the Zhanyi Dao sword, and those clay figurines seemed to know the angle of Ning Fan's sword swing in advance. Avoided the slash.

Naturally, the difference in strength between these clay figurines and Ning Fan was too great, and they were easily killed by Ning Fan, but Ning Fan still showed a dignified expression.

This kind of magical ability that can predict the attack of others, if it is mastered by the powerhouse of the Immortal Venerable level, it will be very difficult to deal with. Not to be underestimated.

"This is the power of [He Xintong], which can predict the thoughts of the opponent's heart. Making judgments in advance when fighting the law is infinitely useful." Xiang Mozi explained.

"Is it the Six Magical Powers of Buddhism again? That is to say. Can these clay figurines see through my mind with the power of his mind?" Ning Fan's eyes narrowed.

He didn't want to be seen by a group of clay figurines.

"Hehe, only when the gap between cultivation bases is huge, his mind can be effective, and he can see through all your thoughts. With your immortal venerable cultivation base, even a third-level quasi-sage Buddhist cultivator can't see through yours. In my heart, these clay figurines can only predict your next attack at most, and more things cannot be done." Xiang Mozi explained.

"I see."

Knowing that he would not be able to see through his thoughts, Ning Fan's expression was relieved. If everyone could see through his heart, his Xintong would be too terrifying.

Speaking of which, his Whispering Technique is somewhat similar to that of Buddhism, and I don't know if Emperor Luangu had referenced Buddhism when he first created this magical power.

After walking along the pine forest for about three miles, a monument of holy virtue suddenly appeared beside the forest road.

The tortoise and beast carrying the monument are lifelike, and in a vague way, it is actually a monster corpse of the tortoise clan that has been dead for countless years, which has long been petrified. The suffocating suffocation blowing, but it can still be heard!

That suffocating energy was so strong that Ning Fan almost immediately judged that this turtle beast, who had been dead for countless years, had a tyrannical cultivation level comparable to the Six Tribulations Immortal Emperor!

This Taoist Musong has a great handwriting, and he actually used the corpse of the Immortal Emperor to carry the monument!

The stone tablet on the back of the turtle beast is unremarkable, and there is nothing strange about it, only two simple words.

【Bad World】!

These two words are wild grass, written on the stone tablet with demon blood, and the font is still bright red, and it seems to be able to bleed.

There is domineering and domineering between the lines, like a sharp sword, it is hard to ignore.

On the back of the stone tablet, a line of small characters is engraved.

'For the rest of my life, with a domineering temperament, and the injustice of heaven, Yu is the prince! There are disadvantages in the world, and I will remove them! ’

The inscription is Mu Nanzun, and the time is 934.62 million years of the Tiandi calendar.

Ning Fan didn't know who Mu Nanzun was, but Ning Fan, the Emperor of Heaven, had heard of it. It was a calendar set by the Emperor of Heaven a billion years ago, when the ancient Heavenly Court was first built.

Cultivation has no time, and a thousand years is like a snap of a finger. Therefore, the calendar of the ancient heaven is only recorded in ten thousand years. Although the ancient heaven has already been destroyed, many monks in later generations still use this calendar.

The date of this inscription is about 60 million years ago.

"Mu Nanzun is the common name of Mu Song before he became emperor. This monument was erected when he became emperor." Xiang Mozi explained.

Ning Fan's eyes moved slightly. When the Taoist Musong became the emperor, he had killed the Immortal Emperor of the Turtle Clan. He was really a ruthless character if he erected a monument here.

Looking back at the word 'harming the world', Ning Fan only felt that these words were sharp and domineering. It is conceivable that Daoist Musong had such a domineering personality before he became an emperor.

Thinking of the arrogant words of 'Tian is not fair, Yu Weizhi', in front of Ning Fan's eyes, there seems to be an image of a Taoist who runs the world and acts for the heaven.

The so-called evils of the world originally meant to sweep away the evils of the times...

a long time. Ning Fan followed Mo Zi, walked into the depths of the pine forest again, and walked into the tree again, and saw the second Holy Virtue Monument.

This stone tablet is just a tablet of turtles and beasts carved out of ordinary stone. No longer a real corpse.

The front of the stone tablet is engraved with the word "escaping the world", which lacks a lot of killing spirit, but has a lot of dusty spirit.

The back is still engraved with a line of words.

"In my twilight years, I was trapped in the bottleneck of eight tribulations, unable to enter the realm of nine tribulations, because I entered the Western Heaven. You can listen to the Buddha's voice, realize the true meaning of escaping the world, wash away your edge, do not ask about world affairs, and cultivate to the peak of the emperor's realm. ’

The inscription is the Emperor of Palm Wood. The time is 272.26 million years in the Western Calendar.

There is no need to ask, most of the Emperor Palm is the title of the Immortal Emperor of the Palm of Taoist Musong.

As for the Western Heavenly Calendar, it is another calendar. After the collapse of the ancient Heavenly Court, Buddhist cultivation lived in the Western Heaven. It has been 300 million years since the creation of the calendar.

The date of the inscription on this stone tablet is about 30 million years ago.

"This monument. It was erected at the peak of Musong's Nine Tribulations." Xiang Mozi explained.

Ning Fan frowned at the second stone tablet.

Although the first stone tablet is arrogant, it dares to call injustice for the world, and dare to eliminate evil in the world. It is conceivable that the former Taoist Musong was a monk who took the rise and fall of the world as his responsibility.

Although Ning Fan is not such a person, he has always had a bit of respect for this kind of monk who has the world in his heart.

But this second monument is full of rhymes of passive escape from the world. Ning Fan was especially displeased with this word of avoidance. He encountered difficulties in his life. Always go head-to-head, overcome with strength, never give in half a point.

In his life, there was no avoidance of words. He didn't read more about this second monument. If he read more, he might even be polluted by the Taoism of escapism on this monument.

The two continued to walk towards the depths of the pine forest. In the deepest part, they saw an ancient temple. Outside the temple, there was a third monument.

This third stele, instead of a stele with turtles and beasts, directly took a towering ancient tree, cut off the surface, and set it up as a wooden stele.

On the front of the wooden tablet, there are two characters engraved.

【Closed】…

On the back of the wooden tablet is engraved such a line of ancient and incomprehensible words.

"Zi Xing is on the left, Dou Xing is on the right, opening your eyes is a dream, closing your eyes is empty".

What does it mean? Ning Fan was completely confused.

The signature is the Taoist Musong, and the time is 'the 12 million spring and autumn after opening my eyes'...

This time, Taoist Musong didn't use the Western Calendar to record the year, but instead used something that Ning Fan didn't understand at all.

What does it mean…

"'Zi Xing is on the left, Dou Xing is on the right, open your eyes is a dream, closed your eyes is empty'. This sentence is an incantation engraved on the nine stone gates. It is said that in this sentence, there is a pattern left by the Immortal Emperor. Divine Ability, many Immortal Emperor-level monks know this sentence, and they want to comprehend the true meaning of this sentence, but it is not available. Mu Song went to Xitian in the past, and after returning, he practiced Zen Zen, breaking through all the way to the peak of the Nine Tribulations It was only after that he couldn't have any diligence. Later, he seemed to have realized something from this sentence, and revised the closed world meditation. The difference between closing and avoiding is one word, but there is a difference in essence. Later, he successfully broke through the standard. Holy realm..."

Xiang Mozi seemed to think of the past, with a bit of reminiscence, and said,

"The old man and Musong knew each other at a young age. Musong is extremely talented. No matter how the old man catches up, his strength is always inferior to him. Da, after he passed away, the old man was no longer his opponent. Seven million years ago, the old man had a match with him. In that battle, the old man scored seven points and Mu Song only scored three points, but the result was a draw. …”

Speaking of which, Xiang Mozi smiled bitterly. He hasn't seen him for seven million years. I'm afraid the gap between him and Musong is even bigger.

Even he often suspects that Mu Song, who was seven million years ago, has already broken through to the second-order quasi-sacred realm. Otherwise, how can he be tied with him with only three points of cultivation...

Ning Fan was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that Mu Song's strength would be so terrifying after cultivating closed world meditation.

Escape the world, escape the world, close the world...

If these three words are regarded as the three stages of Mu Song's life practice, then Ning Fan can understand the first two stages, but the third stage is completely at a loss and can't see through.

What is the closure of the world?

Are there such spells engraved on the nine stone gates of the Heavenly Desolation? I was busy killing Yin Mo with the eyeball monster before, but I didn't pay attention to Tianhuang Shimen.

"What do you mean by the 12 million spring and autumn after opening your eyes?" Ning Fan asked again.

"Hehe, the old man doesn't know the meaning of this sentence. If he can understand, the old man will not be so weaker than Musong." Xiang Mozi smiled bitterly.

Right at this moment, inside the ancient temple, in the meditation room, suddenly there was an old-fashioned old man's voice, with an indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Xiang Mozi. We haven't seen you for seven million years. Why did you come to this old man again? You want to lose to this old man again? Don't you feel ashamed!"

The tone was a bit acerbic, but this Musong and Xiang Mozi were friends, and it would not hurt to say a few words to each other.

Sure enough, Xiang Mozi was not angry after hearing this. Instead, he laughed and scolded, "I haven't seen you for seven million years. This old man has made a lot of progress. If you want to defeat me this time, it's not as easy as before."

"Is that so? Then, I'll have a good discussion with you later. But before that, it's better to send the irrelevant people back! Well!"

A sudden Buddha's roar suddenly came from the Chanyuan, and it came straight to Ning Fan. It was obviously just a sound of 'ma', but it carried the momentum of dragon and tiger roaring.

With Xiang Mozi's cultivation, he was affected by the Buddha's roar. The eardrum was slightly painful, and there was a shock.

Ning Fan was at the center of the Buddha's roar, and he felt an unprecedented pressure!

powerful. Very strong!

Although the cultivation of this Taoist Musong was not as terrifying as Yin Mo, the pressure it brought to Ning Fan was even heavier than the battle with Yin Mo.

After all, when the battle with Yin Mo was dominated by the eyeball monster, Ning Fan did not bear the pressure of Yin Mo alone. This time is different.

It seemed that there were hundreds of millions of monks roaring the voice of Suppression of Demons, and that roar echoed in Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness. Like Lei Zhen, Ning Fan's complexion turned pale in an instant. Black blood flowed from both ears.

This roar may not be as good as the roar of the ancient demon, but it is not much worse than the roar of the weakened power ten years later!

Under this roar, Ning Fan's whole body was in unbearable pain, especially the ancient demon cultivation in his body, which was like the snow in early spring, with a tendency to melt away!

Such a domineering Buddha's roar can actually use the power of a roar to dissolve the ancient demon's power in Ning Fan's body!

"Wait! This little friend Ning is the old man's friend. I'm here today, and the old man also has something to ask for, so stop quickly!"

Xiang Mozi's voice was urgent, and he flicked his sleeves, as if to sweep away the Buddha's roar between heaven and earth, and save Ning Fan.

However, Mu Song snorted coldly, and with his supernatural power, the power of the Buddha's roar instantly multiplied. Even with Xiang Mozi's cultivation, he couldn't dispel the Buddha's roar around Ning Fan.

"This son has violated the two taboos of this old man. This old man is not welcome in this wooden island! Since he is your friend, this old man will let him go without hurting his life. You can take him away. What you ask, this old man will not help you. you!"

It is obvious that he ignored the friendship with Xiang Mozi and drove people directly, and his personality was withdrawn.

Xiang Mozi smiled bitterly, he knew Musong's taboo.

Mu Song doesn't like outsiders entering the island, so he brought Ning Fan here, making Mu Song's first taboo.

Mu Song doesn't like ancient demons. This is a consistent attitude of Buddhist cultivators. He hates ancient demons, but Ning Fan has an aura of ancient demons, which is his second taboo.

Hey, I thought Mu Song would take Ning Fan on the island for his own sake, but if he knew that, he wouldn't bring Ning Fan here.

Xiang Mozi smiled even more bitterly. His original intention was not only to come to Kaitianshi, but also to introduce Ning Fan to the senior named Mu Song. How could he not bring Ning Fan?

It should be noted that even the dark clan is terrified of Mu Song. If Ning Fan is fortunate enough to be favored and sheltered by Mu Song, then the dark clan will need to weigh carefully before taking any action against Ning Fan.

Xiang Mozi originally had good intentions and wanted Musong to be Ning Fan's backer in the future, but now it seems that it is self-defeating.

"Forget it, I'll take him away first, you quickly remove the Buddha Roar, don't destroy his cultivation base..."

As soon as Xiang Mozi's words were spoken, he saw that Ning Fan, bearing the might of Buddha's roar, took a step in a very tricky and eerie direction amid the tens of thousands of voices.

Only one step, but on the loose mud, a golden footprint was printed, and then the second step, the third step, step by step.

"This is... the mighty words of the Eastern Demon Ancestor!" Xiang Mozi's eyes narrowed immediately.

In the Zen courtyard, there was also a light-hearted sound from Musong.

But in an instant, Ning Fan had already stepped on nine steps in a row, and after nine steps, he seemed to have stepped on all the might of the Buddha's roar under his feet, and took a hard step.

Under this step, it seems to be stepping on the veins of heaven and earth, and immediately there will be a circle of waves, and the ripples will reverberate, forming a shock, shaking an island of ancient pines violently. After a click, a gap was torn open directly in the roar of the infinite Buddha.

Immediately, the heavens and the earth were all silent, and the Buddha's roar of the wood pine disappeared!

With the current cultivation base, Ning Fan actually broke the attack of the Buddha's Roar by the Taoist Musong!

"Impossible! It is rumored from the outside world that Yujun is just a new immortal, how can he stop the master's roar!"

The people who exclaimed were more than ten disciples of Taoist Musong in the Chanyuan, all dressed as monks or Taoists.

These disciples, with the lowest cultivation base, are in the early stage of Shattering Thought, and those with high cultivation base, even the Eternal Immortal Venerable!

In addition to these monks, there is also a foreigner, an old man in black robes, whose expression is gloomy at the moment.

"The Immortal Monarch of the Rain...Ning Fan! What is he doing here! Also, how did he receive the roar from Senior Musong! Could that strange asynchronous method just now be the legendary Eastern Demon Zuwei?! "(To be continued)

ps: I want to keep changing, I want to keep changing!

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