Grasping Evil

Unfortunately, Mu Qi was destined to be disappointed. The golden light on Ning Fan's body had just started to dissipate, and then there was a stronger golden light, emitting from his body, easily defending against the three overlapping bells. .

Like a tree that is not afraid of being shaken by an octopus, and a hill that is not afraid of the breeze, it stands still!

A single blow failed, Mu Qi's expression changed, and he hurriedly retracted the azure light group, as if he was afraid of Ning Fan's snatch. In his heart, he complained incessantly. He even used the strongest attack, but he couldn't help Ning Fan. How could this be good?

"Is this all the essence of building wood in the hands of this tree spirit?"

Seeing that Mu Qi hastily withdrew all the essence, Ning Fan felt a great pity.

This Mu Qi recovered the essence of building wood so fast, he didn't have time to snatch it, but it was all taken back...

That's all, after all, this is the site of the Taoist Musong, and this tree spirit is also Musong's senior brother in name. It is not beautiful to force this tree spirit too much.

Ning Fan shook his head slightly and ignored Mu Qi. Compared with the essence of building wood in Mu Qi's hands, at this moment, Ning Fan is more willing to understand the principles of wood here.

He entered meditation like an old monk, ignoring the sound of the bell in his ear, and even though the sound of the bell sounded like thunder, he felt that his ears were getting quieter and quieter.

Mu Qi was startled and noisy, and he gradually couldn't hear it; the sound of the bell that was heard in the sky gradually calmed down. The whole world is peaceful, there is no sound, you can hear it!

This is the second realm of heaven and man, and he has become one with heaven and earth. If he wants to enter meditation, no one can shake his mind! Unless he is forcibly attacked and pulled out of this kind of meditation, it is a pity that God Extinguishing Shield will not allow others to attack his master!

"This... Yujun was able to forcibly enter the state of meditation under the attack of the essence of the seventh uncle and the ringing of the bell three times!"

"As far as I know, Senior Brother Cangdi, who has eight tribulations, can easily block the sound of the bell, but he can't hear it when the sound of the bell is disturbing. It is so settled!"

"Master once said that under the sound of the bell of subduing demons, you can achieve 'every thousand sounds are silent here, but the sound of Yu Zhongqing' is an outstanding person who is qualified to aspire to the realm of the Immortal Emperor! But what do I think, Yujun Entering into a state of concentration is even more profound than that state..."

"You can't be wrong, looking at Yujun's eyes closed and silent, I'm afraid that there is no more than the sound of bells in his ears... Could it be that this is the most profound [six sense purity] realm in Buddhism!"

"The five aggregates are empty.

The six senses are pure... This is the legendary realm of Buddhist cultivation! Unexpectedly, today, I was fortunate enough to see it with my own eyes! "

All the people from the wooden island gates are looking at Ning Fan's meditation, wanting to see some doorway from this deep meditation, and comprehend the six pure and wonderful methods.

It's a pity that they didn't know that Ning Fan was not a Buddhist practitioner, so how did he learn the six senses of purity?

This is not the purity of the six senses, but the second realm of heaven and man, which is rarer than the purification of the six senses, looking at the world. There are only a handful of people who can enter this realm!

"Is that cyan light group called Jianmu Essence... This Essence is really good, but compared to this Essence, the Buddha Talisman is more important to me..."

Although Ning Fan did not open his eyes. In his mind, the scene of Mu Qi sketching the seventy-two Buddha amulets was replayed over and over again.

Mu Qi is an ancient Buddhist cultivator, and he wrote all the principles of wood that he has learned into the seventy-two painted Buddhist symbols.

Buddha charm, magic charm. seems very similar...

I have the ancestral talisman of Mo Luo, but I have never drawn any kind of Dao rule in the ancestral talisman...

Ning Fan suddenly had a feeling of blessing. Can he be like Mu Qi, in his ancestral talisman, draw the Dao rules?

Is this the way or the way for the ancient demon cultivator to understand the magical powers of Dao Ze...

"Speaking of which, how many strokes are there in my Mara Ancestral Talisman... It seems that I have never noticed this."

Ning Fan, who was in a state of concentration, suddenly raised his right index finger and made a false stroke in front of him.

He has never been so serious about his ancestral talismans, and this is the first time he has the urge to study ancestral talismans in detail.

In the past, the road construction was too rushed, too urgent, running all the way, galloping all the way, so that many necessary links and insights were lost.

One picture, two pictures, three pictures... seven pictures!

The Marazu Talisman contains four patterns: troll, six wings, horns, and ghost eyes.

The pattern of the ancestral talisman is first of all a troll. Unfortunately, Ning Fan has only drawn seven strokes and has not yet drawn the outline of the troll. Draw the eighth stroke.

In the end, he forcibly drew the eighth stroke. As a result, the eight-stroke magic talisman cracked into countless pieces of light and dissipated with a click.

I can't even draw my own magic charm!

"This... Yujun is sketching his own ancient demon charm? I don't know how many paintings of Yujun's ancient demon charm..."

"Yujun's eighth stroke seems to be difficult to draw. It is said that after the ancient demon cultivator stepped into the realm of demons, he must reconsolidate the magic talisman, otherwise there will be a layer of separation between the human talismans and cannot be torn apart. Could it be that Yujun hasn't Have you experienced this step of re-condensation of the magic symbol? Otherwise, this magic symbol should not be so difficult to draw."

Among the people of Mudaomen, there are many old monsters with rich experience, and many of them have a deeper understanding of the ancient demons than the outside cultivators. Therefore, although they saw the scene of Ning Fan's failure to draw a talisman, no one underestimated Ning Fan because of this, but they saw through the reason.

Mu Qi was different. When he saw Ning Fan's failure to draw the magic talisman, he immediately laughed without image, mocking him wantonly, unable to shake Ning Fan's grievance with the sound of the bell, and suddenly felt relieved a lot.

"This ancient devil can't even draw his own magic charm? This is too embarrassing for the ancient devil's face! Haha, I laughed so hard!"

"Although this man has not finished drawing the magic talisman, the old man can see some clues from the few strokes. It seems to be the outline of a troll totem. It is either a 22-painted giant armor clan magic talisman, or a 24-painted Cang-body clan magic talisman. Well, it may also be a small ethnic group with less than 20 paintings. …”

Mu Qi couldn't stop laughing, most of the magic talismans drawn by the trolls were low-level magic talismans, and they were not at the same level at all compared to the wooden Buddha talismans he painted.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Ning Fan raised his hand again, as if he wanted to try again and draw a magic talisman.

"Seven strokes is the limit of my magic talisman drawing at the moment... However, this limit is not impossible to break!"

"After entering the realm of demons, my magic talisman seems to have changed. The reason why I can't draw it. The reason seems to be here. Unfortunately, I have been busy increasing my cultivation, and I have less attention to the ancient magic talisman in my body. , ignoring this point... Since this flaw was discovered today, no matter what, we must re-draw this magic talisman!"

One painting, two painting, three painting...eight painting!

This time, Ning Fan still failed in the eighth painting, but compared to the first time he painted the magic talisman, the feeling of separation was much less.

"Hey. This child failed again! It seems that he can't draw this eighth painting anyway! It's no wonder that the process of re-consolidating the magic talisman, just like re-consolidating the Buddhist talisman, requires a lot of money. Time. This old man spent three hundred years re-condensing the Buddhist talisman, and this child's desire to re-draw the magic talisman in the blink of an eye is nothing short of whimsical!"

Before Mu Qi finished speaking, Ning Fan raised his hand for the third time. to draw magic symbols.

Mu Qi was convinced that this time Ning Fan would still fail at the eighth painting, but something unexpected happened to him.

This is the third time to draw characters. Ning Fan had to draw eleven strokes before he failed. Compared with the previous eight strokes, it was a huge improvement!

"This child can actually find the trick to re-condensing the magic talisman in just a few breaths!"

Mu Qi was surprised. Among the people of Mudaomen, there are also many people who are amazed.

How long does it take to re-solidify the magic talisman and Buddha talisman. It all depends on how high the understanding of the monk is.

This is like the same Buddhist principle. Some Buddhist practitioners can realize instant enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, while others need a lifetime to gradually realize it. It took Mu Qi three hundred years to condense the Buddha Talisman, but Ning Fan was able to comprehend it within a few breaths. It only explained one thing, that is, Ning Fan's comprehension is much more than that of Mu Qi.

"Eleven pictures, still not enough... This Moruo Ancestral Talisman is an Ancestral Talisman, with over 100 strokes, eleven drawings, and even the first troll of the four elements of Moruo is incomplete..."

The experience of roaming the endless sea in the rain world back then reappeared in Ning Fan's mind one by one.

He seemed to remember the scenes of cultivating demons when he was young, and he seemed to think of the killing and blood sea scenes in his life. The more memories surged, the thinner the barrier between him and the magic talisman actually became.

Redrawing the magic talisman is to draw the enlightenment of the magic way of your life into the talisman...

Ning Fan remembered the snow of the endless sea giant demon clan, a little snowman named Feng Xueyan, and many, many...

Looking back on the past, what he thought was not the hardships of cultivating the blood of the devil, but the faint warmth, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

With this smile all his life, the magic of his magic talisman suddenly changed a little.

The magic of the previous magic talisman was somewhat similar to that of the Great Emperor Moruo, but at this moment, it gradually moved closer to Ning Fan's Tao and meaning.

The fourth time, he raised his right hand and drew a full fourteen strokes before the magic talisman dissipated.

On the fifth attempt, he drew seventeen strokes.

On the sixth attempt, he drew twenty-two strokes!

On the seventh attempt, he drew 29 strokes, a slightly complete troll pattern, which has been presented in front of everyone!

The appearance of this troll is different from the appearance of the troll of the Four Phases of Moruo in the past, and it still gives people a feeling of demonic energy. However, if you look closely, you will find that the troll has a genial look on his face. smile.

That kind of smile can never appear on the face of the Great Emperor Moruo, only Ning Fan can smile so brightly and with relief!

"It's not a giant armor clan magic talisman, nor a blue body clan magic talisman! This child's magic talisman is a bit unfamiliar... Junior Brother Mu Song's library has already been rummaged by me, and the ancient devil's magic talisman, except for the nine great devils The old man knows almost all of the magic talismans of the ancestors! This son's magic talisman is not among the types that the old man knows... Could it be that this is some kind of magic talisman that I have missed?"

"However, this magic talisman has only twenty-nine paintings in the end, and it is barely considered a middle-grade magic talisman, not a top-grade talisman... Compared with my Buddhist talisman, it is not a star and a half."

Mu Qi has a proud face, he has seventy-two painted Buddha symbols, and he has his own proud capital.

Then, Ning Fan raised his palm for the eighth, ninth, and tenth times. Each time, on the basis of the troll pattern, the complexity of the magic talisman was increased, making Mu Qi's eyes more and more solemn.

"Thirty-four paintings, no, thirty-five paintings! This child is actually adding magic wings to the magic symbol..."

"Forty-two paintings! At the same time, there are magic symbols of trolls and magic wings, only the thirty-six symbols of the Dark Line clan and the thirty-eight symbols of the Jiankong clan... Obviously, this magic symbol is not either of the two..."

"Forty-six strokes! The strokes can even increase!"

Ning Fan didn't know anything about the outside world, and he didn't know that he was drawing talismans, which constantly broke Mu Qi's cognition.

At this moment, he only wanted to do one thing, and that was to concentrate on drawing the six-winged totem.

He remembered the scene where he competed with Lanling King for the Golem Slate in the Six Wings. At that time, he was really weak, and he once regarded the unbroken King Lanling as his enemy in life...

He remembered the Demon Concubine who was in the Six Wings. It seems to be called Burning Wings...

The number of strokes Ning Fan drew for the magic talisman continued to increase. The sixteenth time he drew the talisman, he actually drew a full sixty-two strokes, completely drawing the six-winged totem.

"Sixty-two paintings! This child's magic talisman is not too weak compared to the old man's Buddha talisman... If the old man had another chance, the Buddha talisman would only be more than 60 paintings..."

Mu Qi's face was sinking like water, and he no longer dared to underestimate Ning Fan's magic talisman.

The 62-painted magic talisman could never be unknown in the cultivation world. Why had he never heard of Ning Fan's magic talisman?

He originally thought that the sixty-two paintings were the end of Ning Fan's magic talisman. Unexpectedly, Ning Fan raised his hand for the seventeenth time and continued to draw the Lanjiao Totem on the basis of the Six Wings.

Looking back on the past, he remembered that in the Lanjiao clan, he also accepted a demon concubine named Su Yan... There, there are also his memories...

The memories were melted between the fingers and drawn in the magic talisman. Gradually, intricate double horns were drawn for the troll in the pattern.

When the Lanjiao Totem was completely drawn, the number of strokes of the magic talisman increased to an astonishing ninety-nine strokes!

"It's actually a magic talisman drawn from ninety-nine! In today's ancient demon abyss. Only the nine great ancestors' magic talisman strokes can exceed 100 strokes. This child's magic talisman can definitely be ranked first under the nine ancestors!"

No matter how hard it was for Mu Qi to calm down, compared to the magic talisman drawn by Ning Fan's ninety-nine. His talisman is simply scum!

"I can't think of it, I can't think of seeing the scene of this child re-condensing the magic talisman! And it is still a high-level magic talisman drawn in ninety-nine paintings. This is an old man's way of cultivating the ancient Buddha's way. It can also have a confirming effect... Does this count as inheriting the ancient times? The favor of the devil! In this way, wouldn't I owe this ancient devil the cause and effect!"

Mu Qi secretly calculated in his heart, and did not know whether the essence of Jianmu given to Ning Fan would be able to pay off this karma...

"There is still a ghost totem that has not been drawn..."

At the end of Ning Fan's memory, he drew the third evil eye between the eyebrows of the troll totem.

One hundred and nine paintings…

One hundred and seventeen paintings…

One hundred and twenty-nine paintings…

One hundred and forty-one paintings…

When Ning Fan retracted his fingers, his magic talisman finally reunited with the four elements of Moruo, and the number of strokes reached a terrifying 152 strokes!

He slowly opened his eyes, staring at the magic talisman in front of him, his eyes soft.

No one knew that what he saw was not the magic talisman, but the past that he cultivated the blood of the ancient devil himself, just like a young man, looking at a young man.

Dead silence! Mu Qi also did not ring the bell and release the Buddha's light for a long time, but disturbed Ning Fan's perception!

Before that, no one had expected that Ning Fan's magic strokes could reach a terrifying 152 strokes!

With such a number of strokes, only the ancestral magic talisman can reach it. Don't ask, Ning Fan's magic talisman is definitely at the level of the ancestral talisman!

In the fantasy world, there are only the nine great demon ancestors who have been suppressed except for the ancient great demons who disappeared along with Feng Mo Dian!

Is Ning Fan's ancestral talisman the ancestral talisman of the nine great demon ancestors, or the great demon ancestral talisman on the Demon Peak? Or, is it an ancestral talisman passed down from the immortal realm outside the world?

"Trouble, I owe a lot of cause and effect... There is no ancient Buddha among the disciples of Mu Song, but they can't understand anything from it. I don't owe this child cause and effect, but this old man is different. The old man's cultivation base is stuck in the Immortal Venerable Realm of the Second Tribulation. It has been nine million years, and after seeing this child condensing the talisman, the bottleneck of this old man has been loosened... If he breaks through, he will be the Immortal King! This is the cause and effect of helping this old man break through the Immortal King, how can it be returned..."

Mu Qi's thoughts flew around, remembering that Ning Fan was very interested in his essence of building wood.

In those days, wood pines planted seven pines, and after enlightening the spirits of the seven pines and bamboos, the last drop of the essence of building wood was divided into three parts and presented to the seven pines.

As the Dryad of the Seventh Pine, Mu Qi has the power to control the essence of these building woods. What should be understood, he has already realized from it, these building wood essences are no longer useful, and it is a good idea to give them to Ning Fan!

"Ancient devil, ah no no, it's a little friend of the ancient devil. Little friend of the ancient devil, since you want the essence of the old man's building wood, the old man will give it to you..."

Mu Qi hated ancient demons the most in his life, but at this moment he forced himself to squeeze a smile and face Ning Fan.

Unfortunately, although Ning Fan opened his eyes, there was only a magic talisman in his eyes. He was still immersed in his own perception, and he couldn't hear Mu Qi's words at all, so he completely ignored him.

This insight is not over yet!

Re-condensing the magic talisman is just doing what he can't do after breaking through the demons.

He has other things to do. That is to continue to draw the Tao of Wood that he has learned into the magic talisman!

This matter is much more difficult than condensing the magic talisman, but if it is successful, you can continue to increase the number of strokes of the magic talisman and increase the power of the magic talisman!

"What is wood? In the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand ways of wood. This tree's spiritual tree is pine, so the way of wood that he comprehends is also based on pine. To comprehend. His Buddha The talisman has seventy-two paintings, but the Buddha talisman painted is a vigorous ancient pine…”

"Mu Qi painted the pine as a talisman, and it seems to have the meaning of refusing people a thousand miles from the pine... The pine leaves are like needles, which hurt when touched. When this Mu Qicai saw that I was an ancient demon, he could not refuse to drive me away, with a bad attitude..."

"The pine needles Mu Qi saw were repulsive. The pine needles I saw were unruly and dared to pierce everything. Dare to stand upright, pierce the sky and grow without fear; dare to welcome the cold and become independent, pierce Wind and snow, but no intention of surrender. That thorn. It will not hurt anyone, but it is a warning. Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away! Those who deceive me will burn all jade and stone, and you will also pay the price! This loose, Not necessarily without his own paranoia..."

At this moment, Ning Fan clearly understood that it was loose, but what he recalled in his mind was the unruly past that he had walked along the way.

As soon as he set foot on the road of cultivation, he dared to be the enemy of Emperor Nie; when he was still a butterfly, he dared to break the palm of his hand.

It's not that it can't be tolerated, it's just that it can't be compromised. There are too many things in this world, and you can't go back half a step...

I raise my hand to the sky, not necessarily to pick up the stars, but to have an upward, unyielding attitude...

"From this point of view, I really only deserve to cultivate demons, not Buddhas. Buddhist cultivation emphasizes resignation, but demons are unwilling to suffer any loss. Buddhist cultivation emphasizes that the five aggregates are empty, and all foreign objects and distracting thoughts must be discarded and kept in the heart. , but I have to hold on to all my perseverance. Buddhism is about doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, but I am like a demon, killing all directions and spreading my name far and wide. There are very few people in the world who respect me, but there are many who are afraid of me, but what I ask for Yes, it has never been admired by the world..."

"The pine under the seven paintings of Mu has a total of seventy-two paintings. Among them, sixty-four paintings are the foundation. Only the last six strokes incorporate the power of the way of wood..."

The last six strokes were constantly replayed in Ning Fan's mind. These six strokes contained Mu Qi's tens of millions of years of wood's insights, as well as Mu Qi's life-long Buddha's insights.

"I can absorb and incorporate the insights of the wood path in these six strokes into my magic talisman, but I have to contradict the insights of the Buddha among them. I am an ancient demon, not an ancient Buddha, a Buddha. Cultivation against the ancient demons, and the demons are also born against the way of ancient Buddhas, these six strokes, I want to take the right way, and take the opposite meaning!"

Ning Fan raised his hand and drew the 153rd stroke after Moruo Four Phases!

If this stroke is insufficient, the mystery will not be seen at all.

Only Songguo, Songxi, Wulaoba, and Mu Qi could see the mystery here, especially Mu Qi, who almost widened his eyes.

Mu Qi recognized it at a glance, Ning Fan's stroke was clearly learned from his seventy-two paintings of Buddha amulets!

Not only that, but this stroke completely reversed the Buddha's meaning in the wooden seven Buddha talismans, but incorporated Ning Fan's own demonic thoughts.

This is a self-created magic rune! Ning Fan actually created his own magic talisman based on the ancestral magic talisman!

With a single stroke, the entire wooden island's Law of Wood was inspired by Ning Fan's magic talisman, and this magic talisman vaguely possessed the power of the Law of Wood!

This stroke is a different inverse sound of ancient demons and ancient Buddhism.

With this stroke, Ning Fan's magic talisman has undergone a qualitative change. It is inaccurate to insist that it is a Moruo ancestral talisman. The Moruo ancestral talisman does not incorporate the change of wood.

This is a magic talisman that is different from the Mara ancestral talisman! As soon as this talisman came out, Ning Fan's ancient demon bloodline was truly cut off from Moruo, with his own difference!

"Only ancestral blood ancient demons can create their own magic talismans! If the bloodline level is not enough, or if they do not have the identity of ancient demons, they are not qualified to create their own magic talismans and bloodlines! There is only one explanation for this ancient devil kid who can create their own magic talismans. ...he is not only an ancient demon, but also an ancient demon who cultivated his ancestral blood!"

"Unexpectedly, in this apocalyptic era... there are still ancient demon ancestors!"

Although the Buddha's way is different, they have something in common.

If you can personally see an ancient demon ancestor create a magic talisman, it will definitely be a huge gain for Mu Qi!

This cause and effect is really owed more and more...

What he hated the most in his life was the ancient demon, but this time, he owed Ning Fan such a huge karma.

Under the complicated gaze of Mu Qi, Ning Fan added the second, third, and fourth paintings on top of the magic talisman.

The fifth painting, it took Ning Fan an hour to paint it.

The sixth painting, it took Ning Fan two hours to paint it.

At this point, the number of strokes of Ning Fan's ancestral talisman has officially increased to 158. On the left side of the four-phase troll, there is an ancient pine that stands tall.

Although the strokes of the magic talisman only increased by six strokes, its level is already much higher than the original magic talisman! With the power of the magic talisman, I can use a little of the power of the Way of the Wood!

"Ancient devil, I'm convinced, I'm really convinced, you showed me such a good show, and I'll give you all the essence of Jianmu in my hands. In this way, I don't owe me anything. You've got karma. By the way, let me give you another piece of advice. My understanding of the way of wood is only six strokes. My six brothers' understanding of the way is much deeper than mine. If you go to other forbidden places , tell them directly, you need to look at their talismans, so as to understand their own ancestral talismans, I believe they will be happy to show you their talismans... They have also been stuck at the bottleneck for many years, will not miss this opportunity..."

Mu Qi sighed, opened his mouth and spat out dozens of cyan light balls and sent them to Ning Fan.

His maliciousness caused Ning Fan to realize that he created his own magic talisman, and that maliciousness could not repay the cause and effect given by Ning Fan. If you want to end the cause and effect, you can only repay Ning Fan with the essence of building wood.

Anyway, the benefits he got from Ning Fan were not small. The bottleneck of the Immortal King that had been stuck for nine million years was loosened because of Ning Fan.

"Give it all to me?"

Ning Fan was slightly startled.

He didn't take the essence of Jianmu, but the essence of Jianmu was delivered to the door by himself, and there are such good things?

As soon as his mind changed, Ning Fan figured out the reason. It turned out that this Mu Qi was comprehended because of his own talisman creation and wanted to pay off the karma he owed him.

What Buddhist practitioners pursue throughout their lives is the perfection of cause and effect. Sow good causes, gain a good country, owe others causes, and repay the fruits.

Thinking about it like this, he seemed justified when he accepted the essence of these building woods.

What made Ning Fan more concerned was Mu Qi's advice.

The six elder brothers of Mu Qi, as well as the more profound Dao Enlightenment of Mu Qi?

I don't know if those insights can make him draw a few more magic talismans... (To be continued..)

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