Grasping Evil

?? The bottom of the river, the memory of the past is like water, flowing quietly at the bottom of the river...

The starry sky is the starry sky of the North Heavenly Immortal Realm, and the location is the main star of the sect of the Black Demon Sect - Liangyi Star. @,

One day, in the sky above Liangyi Star, a space crack was torn open, and an old man in black robes covered in blood and tattered clothes fell from the sky, just smashing into the magic river under the Black Demon Mountain of Liangyi Star.

The embarrassed old man who fell from the sky was Wu Laoba who went into the secret grounds to search for treasure, but due to various accidents, he was seriously injured and his mana was sealed. Nearly drowned in the river.

At that time, there was a black-clothed youth with a fierce face, practicing cross-legged by the river. When Wu Laoba was about to drown, it was the black-clothed boy who pulled the embarrassed Wu Laoba out of the river.

So Wu Laoba decided to thank the black-clothed boy.

There are a lot of good things on him, but they were all refined by his black luck sacrifice. If they were given to this young man, they might even harm him.

In order to get rid of this cause and effect, Wu Laoba thought hard, and finally found that there were traces of the immortal emperor's calculation on the body of this black-clothed boy, and suddenly thought of a way to repay the boy.

Ordinary people can't see the calculation of the black-clothed youth at all, but Wu Laoba is the descendant of the black luck, and has a deep research on the luck of the air, but he can see through it.

"There is an Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Realm of Nantian. The Emperor's name is Zhang Yun. This Emperor has an excellent reputation in Nantian and has always been regarded as a good man. However, my generation of Immortal Venerable and Old Monsters deeply understands the true face of this Emperor. This Emperor is the most insidious. Vicious, low-level monks who have been calculated in their lives are all over the four heavens and nine worlds. Since the poor Taoist practice, he has encountered many monks who have been calculated by this emperor, but because he does not want to be contaminated by karma, he has never rescued anyone. "

"Today this son saves me, I will repay him and save him! If his luck continues to cultivate, he will definitely be taken away by the emperor of luck, unless he can repair the magic way of black luck like the poor way. There is a silver lining, hehe, if this son can meet me, he is lucky, but it is also the beginning of bad luck in his life!"

Uh, yes, I forgot to ask this little benefactor's name.

"Little benefactor. Haven't asked your honorable name yet?"

"I, Han Yuanji, is the man who will become the next Beitian Ancestor Emperor. Remember this name. After thousands of years, this name will definitely be resounding in Beitian!" The tone was extremely stinky.

"Yo, the stinky boy has such a big tone, and he still wants to be the next Beitian Ancestral Emperor... Haha,

If you can become Beitian Ancestor Emperor, Pindao can become Immortal Emperor. oh, what are you doing..."

thump!

But it was the black clothed boy who turned around and kicked Wu Laoba back into the river.

"Gulu Gulu... stinky boy, you are courting death! Gulu Gulu... You dare to kick me! Gulu Gulu... You know who the poor Dao is! I've already drank a belly of water, and I'm really about to drown, please, my little ancestor!"

"Humph! Dare to laugh at Han's dream. You deserve to drink a few more sips of water!"

That is to say, the black-clothed boy in the rebellious period. Or pull Wu Laoba out of the water. Then, Wu Laoba helped the boy in black.

A cause and effect ends here...

However, this Wu Laoba has only met the black clothed boy once, and has no deep friendship, and will not have any intersection in the future. If he hadn't nearly died in the river again, Wu Laoba would never have thought of this somewhat similar past.

Ning Fan was slightly speechless, he never thought that this old man had a relationship with the old devil for a while.

You can't be wrong. Isn't that young man with murderous aura and thorns all over his body who shouts that he wants to be the emperor of Beitian? Isn't that his master, Han Yuanji?

Speaking of which, the black-clothed young man looked extremely handsome, but vaguely, he also had many features of the old Han Yuanji's appearance.

Time is really a ruthless butchering knife, which can turn a living and beautiful boy into a wretched chrysanthemum face.

What Ning Fan didn't expect was that the old demon was also calculated by the Immortal Emperor Yunyun, but because of Wu Laoba's help, he finally cultivated into black luck and got rid of Immortal Emperor Yunyun's calculation.

This Wu Laoba is actually kind to the master.

Ning Fan let out a long sigh, Wu Laoba was kind to his master, just rushing to this point, Ning Fan would not be able to kill Wu Laoba.

However, this person cannot be easily let go. This person has set up a poisonous plan against him, and has committed a deadly hand. If he let it go directly, he would definitely raise the tiger and leave him behind!

The An Liuliu River can capture people's memories. From the river, Ning Fan saw a fragment of the interaction between Wu Laoba and Danzong Sect Master.

"I didn't expect that Danzong Sect Master actually set up an [Anti-Ning Alliance] and wanted to deal with me. Although I take care of the master's affection, I am willing to let this Wu Lao Bay go, but I can't guarantee that Wu Lao will not take revenge in the next day. , bite me back."

People's hearts are unpredictable. At first glance, this black old man is a bad kind. If he is left alone, if this person has a heart of revenge, how should he deal with it.

"Wu Laoba, do you remember Han Yuanji?" Ning Fan suddenly asked towards Yanliu Dahe.

"Han Yuanji? What Han Yuanji... Let's not talk about this, Yujun, Yujun, please show mercy and let the poor road live, if the poor road can escape this disaster, I am willing to be a bull and a horse for you! "Wu Laoba had already bowed his head and waited to die, when he suddenly heard Ning Fan's question, he suddenly had a few thoughts of survival and opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

Although Wu Laoba vaguely remembered the incident when he almost drowned, he couldn't remember the name of the black-clothed boy who rescued him.

It's no wonder that his Wu Laoba was unlucky in his life. He encountered many disasters and calamities. There are countless people who have rescued him. Among them, there are many juniors and even mortals. How can he remember them clearly?

Wu Laoba is too lazy to care what Han Yuanji is not Han Yuanji, he only has one thought at the moment, that is to survive!

Yujun is so scary! Thinking that he has been rampant for many years, no one has dared to kill him, just because his luck is already an eighth-level black luck, even if he kills him by a quasi-holy, it will cause a lot of trouble and be affected by that black luck.

Therefore, after so many years of his life, no one dared to kill him. It was the first time that Wu Laoba met someone who was completely unafraid of his own bad luck.

Only Ning Fan dared to touch his opening stone at will, dare to kill him forcefully, without fear of the revenge of the eighth-level black luck!

How can I beg Yujun to let me go?

"Yujun, you can do it, if you are willing to spare the poor road, the poor road is willing to give you all the Kaitian Stone, the Four Emperor Luohansong, and the Sifang Seal of the Two Instruments!"

Compared with his life, these three treasures are not worth mentioning at all. He is the current suzerain of the Black Fortune Sect. Even a quasi-sage will be afraid of three points if he is an eighth-level black luck. If he lacks any treasures, he can go to those big forces and ask for it. As long as it is not too much, few big forces will not agree to him. request!

"..." Ning Fan ignored Wu Laoba, he was still thinking about how to deal with Wu Laoba.

Killing is definitely not something to kill. To the extent that the old demon is nostalgic, if he kills the old demon's benefactor, it will definitely make the old demon feel cold. Even this so-called benefactor can't even remember who the old demon is...

But if you let it go. How to ensure that Wu Lao Ba will not have the heart of revenge?

Seeing Ning Fan's delay in answering, Wu Laoba only said that his chips were not high enough to impress Ning Fan.

After scolding Ning Fan for being greedy, Wu Laoba gritted his teeth and said,

"Hey, does Yujun think that these three treasures are not enough? Well, if Yujun is willing to let Pindao go, Pindao is willing to accumulate the tens of millions of years of Beitian Black Fortune Sect. Three Treasures, it should be enough to make up for the offense before the poor way!"

"…"

Ning Fan still didn't answer, he wanted to seek a sure-fire solution rather than the accumulation of sects in the Black Fortune Sect. Solve the big trouble that Wu Lao may retaliate in the eighth day.

In this world, master and apprentice can still turn against each other, and father and son can become enemies, facing such a ruthless, treacherous and changeable character as Wu Laoba. If there is nothing to hold this person down, Ning Fan can't trust this person at all.

Seeing that Ning Fan still didn't answer, Wu Laoba was anxious. He thought that Yujun was too greedy. He had already handed over all the sects of the Black Fortune Sect, which was something that the Immortal Emperor would be moved by when he saw it. Ning Fan was still not satisfied and refused to let him go. .

He really wanted to see what kind of greedy master could call out such a greedy disciple! I haven't heard how greedy Emperor Chaos is...

Could it be that the poor Daoist must give away the soul of life and serve him as the master, will he be willing to spare my life! His grandmother's life and soul are important things, how can...

Wu Laoba was scolding again and again in his heart, and suddenly he was stunned, uh, yes, isn't there another way!

Although life and soul are important, if you can save your life, what can't you give!

"If I hand over my life and soul and serve him as the master, he will definitely not be willing to kill me again! My strength is not weak, and even the eighth-level black luck is in my body, even the secret clan will be afraid of me! Isn't he Ning Fan because of the dark clan's affairs? If he can accept me as a servant, it will be of great benefit to him, and he will definitely not refuse such a proposal!"

Wu Laoba's mind was flying, and he felt more and more that this method was feasible. He has been obedient all his life, and has no great rejection of being a servant to others. Make a decision in your heart and immediately tell Ning Fan,

"That's all, the poor Dao admits it! The poor Dao is willing to sacrifice his life and soul, and serve the emperor as the master. In this way, the emperor is willing to let me live!"

Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly.

He made the problem complicated. To deal with a ruthless devil like Wu Laoba, his usual method was to threaten his life?

If Wu Laoba's life and soul are taken away, Wu Laoba will naturally not dare to renew his malicious intentions, and all problems will be solved easily.

Of course, this Wu Laoba is kind to the old demon, and Ning Fan will naturally not treat him as a servant. He should be polite, but he will still be there. What Ning Fan needs is just a restriction, as long as he can control Wu Laoba and not do anything wrong.

"Okay! If you surrender your life soul, I can save your life!"

Seeing the hope of survival, Wu Lao Bay immediately showed joy, fearing that Ning Fan would go back on his words, he hurriedly opened his mouth and spit out the soul of life in the form of a turtle.

The soul of life was then taken away by Ning Fan. From this moment on, the life and death of Wu Laoba can be decided by Ning Fan. Wu Laoba's life was officially planted in Ning Fan's hands.

The Great River of Oblivion was lifted, the battlefield was cleared, and the soul of the black cat was scattered. Ning Fan took away the Four Emperors Luohansong and the Sifang Yin of Liangyi, and just now brought Wu Laoba, who had returned to his true appearance, and returned to the ancient temple. In the middle, the two stood one after the other, and they already had the status of master and servant.

Wu Laoba is very thick-skinned, and he doesn't think it's such a shame to be afraid of dying to recognize the master. In the world of self-cultivation, it is normal for the weak to surrender to the strong. This Ning Fan is the only nemesis he has ever encountered in his life, it is not ashamed to serve him as a servant!

"Besides, Pindao has heard of this Ning Fan. It is said that this person has a very strong character and never knows how to adapt. If he falls into a situation like me, he will definitely not confess to the enemy and beg for mercy. He will only be bored. I will die in battle with dignity. Hehe, my ability to endure humiliation and save my life, Ning Fan's child is afraid that it will be out of reach. This point, he is not as good as me!"

"This kid Ning Fan is stronger than me, but he doesn't have the capital to deter the secret clan. It's only because of the prestige of his teacher that he can make the secret clan a little jealous. But I can make the secret clan jealous of me by my own skills. In this respect, Ning Fan is not as good as me."

"I can cultivate the real body of eternity in a catastrophe, but Ning Fan can't do it, he is still not as good as me!"

"I am afraid of everyone in the cultivation world, but he is yelling at everyone in the cultivation world. Hehe, he is still not as good as me!"

"I have a mustache, but Ning Fan doesn't even have a beard, hehe, he's still not as good as me!"

"In this way, this Ning Fan is inferior to me in almost everything, hehe, he is really pitiful..."

Wu Laoba became more and more proud of himself, and looked at Ning Fan with sympathy. On the method of spiritual victory alone. There are really not many people in this cultivation world who can compare to Wu Laoba.

"I don't know if Senior Mu Song is satisfied with the strength of this junior?" Ning Fan bowed to Mu Song and asked neither arrogantly nor arrogantly.

He was brought to the borer. Having won three games in a row, he asked himself that he did not embarrass Xiang Mozi. I believe that even if he is as strong as a wood pine, he would not dare to look down on him.

"Haha. The little friend has won three games in a row, but with the cultivation base of the eternal calamity, he blocked the first change of the Sifang Seal of the Two Instruments. There is also the soul of the heavens and the Tao. What qualifications does this old man have to be dissatisfied with the little friend? ?"

Mu Song laughed, but the conversation changed, and he asked again, "This old man has just played a game, and the little friend seems to be pressed by the dark clan recently, do you need this old man's help?"

"What about the conditions?" Ning Fan asked back.

He could see some of the character of Daoist Musong. This person is closed to the world, and no one wants to be involved in the cause and effect. It is absolutely impossible to help him deal with the dark tribe for no reason.

"Quick talk, the old man likes it. Of course, the old man can't help you unconditionally. It should be said that this is an exchange. Have you heard of Sen Luo?"

"heard about it."

"Sen Luo has offended the dark race for some reason. Even if he gave up his eyes to Mo Zi, he would not be able to save him. Later, the old man took action. The holy elder agreed to fight at the end of the starry sky, but it turned out that the old man had the upper hand, which made the dark race terrified and agreed to let Sen Luo live..."

Daoist Musong talked about these past events without any bragging, it seemed that it was just a light-hearted trivial matter.

Ning Fan was moved. This Taoist Musong was really amazing. He was able to match the three quasi-sage elders of the dark clan by himself, and he was still able to gain the upper hand. In the age of the end of the law, he was definitely a first-class powerhouse!

"Don't underestimate the dark clan because of this old man's record, the dark clan, but there are more than those three quasi-sage elders..." The expression of Daoist Mu Song suddenly became solemn, as if he remembered something from the past, but he did not tell Ning Fan.

After a little silence, he continued, "Do you know why this old man would help Sen Luo?"

"Could it be because Sen Luo helped senior to accomplish something?" Ning Fan guessed based on Mu Song's character.

"Yes, Sen Luo can let the old man take action because the old man owes him his karma, not because of his affection for the moth. In the same way, if you can't let the old man owe you the karma, the old man will not help you. Ten In the future, the old man will show you something. If you can help the old man, the old man can make an exception for you to open your eyes for the second time when you need it! In these ten days, the old man must prepare this matter carefully, and you will be there first. Old man, let’s stay in this wooden island for a while. Although this wooden island is small, it has seven forbidden places. The first, second and third forbidden places are not enough for you to enter. You can go in and out of other forbidden places as you like without anyone else. will hinder."

Ning Fan nodded, it seemed that he could only stay in the wood island for ten days.

Not everyone will help themselves regardless of gain or loss, like Xiang Mozi. The old monsters who have reached the realm of Musong are often reluctant to be affected by karma, so there are many quasi-sages who choose to live in seclusion and not become famous for four days. If not driven by interests, these old monsters will not participate in any battle in the cultivation world at all.

If you want to get the help of Daoist Musong, you can only see your performance ten days later! (To be continued..)