Grasping Evil

The sacred journey is a great supernatural power. The mystery lies in stretching the mind to the infinite detail and extending it to infinity.

Once, Ning Fan, who had just stepped into the road of comprehension, made a mistake by accidentally hitting it. At that time, he was still weak, but because he stretched to the extreme, he directly extended out of the rain and extended to the northern sky.

This is also a supernatural power with a high risk factor. Ning Fan of the year was almost killed because he couldn't get back to God. Fortunately, he was spared because of the rescue of the Emperor Xuanzi.

Today, there is another mysterious grotesque, wanting to point him to travel thousands of miles, really interesting

Outside the temple of Nan Yao Temple, Ning Fan looked up at the sky. In addition to the slight drizzle of the sky, there was nothing in the sky. He seemed to be looking at something seriously, counting something, and gradually had a dignified color.

“1, 2, 3”

"Ten twenty layers"

"Two hundred layers"

"four hundred layers"

"1,149 floors"

Some passing pedestrians, curious about the behavior of Ning Fan, stopped their steps, and looked at the sky with Ning Fan, but could not see anything from the sky, asked Ning Fan not to answer, and eventually had to leave with doubts.

The heart of this man who counts against the sky is really a weirdo. Naturally, because of the dress of Ning Fan, these belly cockroaches are afraid to declare it.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Fan took back his eyes and slowly closed his eyes. The power of the invisible mind began to wrap around him.

If anyone can see these invisible minds, they will be surprised to find that at this moment, the face of the gods of Ning Fan is slowly generating some runes. Those runes are colorless and phaseless, and only those with high morals can see the wooden path that flows on the runes. These wooden runes are the result of Ning Fan's strength in the wood way, and the process of cohesion is extremely sturdy, difficult, and not pure.

As time passed by, Ning Fan became more and more runes on the surface of the gods, and the runes gathered together to make a thin layer on the surface of the power of the mind.

That thin life, the strength of Ning Fan’s thoughts has obviously improved in a certain way, but unfortunately, it is not to be treated by Ning Fan, and it seems that the thin door is wrong, and it is cracked and cracked.

The hard work of an hour has been in vain.

Ning Fan frowned, but then he smiled and let go, holding the fist in the direction of the temple.

"Predecessors have the heart to give pointers, but the younger generations can't realize the Famen, fearing that they will disappoint their predecessors."

The voice in the temple is noisy, "Disappointment? No, the little friend can really surprise the old man. You can't understand the method of the armor, but you can only look at it, and then imitate it to such a degree, the savvy is superb. Life is only seen."

"Predecessors praised, the younger generation did not dare to be." Ning Fan mouth in the middle of the guest, but the heart is a secret glimpse, with speculation.

Necklace

Is that the terrible magical power that covers the runes and thins the gods and doubles the toughness of God?

Undoubtedly, this mysterious grotesque that led him came to know how to make a great magical journey. On the empty sky, there is an infinitely thin **** of thought, all the way to the Nan Yao Temple. As long as Ning Fan can see the silk, even if there is no woman holding the umbrella, I can find it all the way. of.

The person who can see the rosary is rare, that is, Ning Fan has studied the gods and sneaked into the rain, and the perception of God is so subtle that he can see the thin lines in the sky and replace them with other people, even if they have The strength of Xianzun and Xianwang may not be seen.

This is still the mysterious old monster deliberately revealing the line of thought, there is no hidden result, if there is a hidden heart, even if it is Ning Fan, there is no way to know that there is a silk in the sky.

It is not enough for the pedestrians who pass by, it is absolutely invisible, so I feel that Ning Fan is strange about the number of days.

They wouldn't even know that Ning Fan's number is the thin layer of the gods on the thin line, a total of 1,149 layers. The mysterious and sorrowful god's toughness is too terrible!

"God Tour is a great supernatural power. As the cultivation progresses, I have not tried to cultivate this magical power, but I have never been able to cultivate it. This technique is initially mastered, and it is necessary to have a true immortal cultivation and ask the monk to practice the practice of God. With great understanding, the first step in the journey of the gods can be taken to the second step, and the toughness of the silk can be improved.

Drilling into the micro is a means of pulling the gods into filaments. It is necessary to cultivate the micro-manipulation of the gods to a certain extent to achieve this step. Of the 100 true immortals, only one or two people can do this. These people can pull the gods into tenths and one-twentieth fine filaments, so that the coverage of the gods can be increased tenfold and twenty times, but this is often their limit and cannot be visited. Wanli's theoretical infinity and infinity.

Because the thinner the gods stretch, the lower the toughness will be, the more easily it will break, the infinitely thin silk, and the infinitely crisp, the breeze will break when it blows, and it can't be used.

Enhancing the toughness of God is the biggest problem in the journey of the world. Because of this limitation, there are many people who can make the first step in the journey of the gods. However, there are few people in the era of the end of the law. Nguyen, Musong Dao, and so on, will not.

But the old geeks in the temple will actually travel thousands of miles! Looking at the leopard in the tube, the old monster in this temple must not be underestimated.

Ning Fan’s heart is secretly smiling, and Wu Lao Ba is in the hands of this person, but I don’t know how to return.

"You know, why do I give you some?" asked the voice inside the temple.

"I don't know."

"Because I am smelling a sigh of sacredness from your body, but it seems to be incomplete. I have had a causal effect with the ancient heavenly emperor, who is a master of the great emperor, although not good at fighting the law, but God read a deep understanding, under the saints, I have never seen anyone who can recite this person in God. If you have not benefited from his hands, with my qualifications, it is impossible to repair the gods here. What is the relationship between you and too often, but the disciple of too often?"

"Disappointing the predecessors, the younger generation is only a coincidence, only to cultivate the incomplete martial arts of Taichang Xiandi, not the descendants of his disciples." Ning Fan thought for a moment and answered truthfully.

"That's a pity. If you are a descendant of his disciples, because of his commitment, I need to help you to become a real **** tour. But if you are not, then I don't need to complete this promise. I will dial you one or two. It’s enough, but I want to let you pass on your complete gossip without any reason. It’s impossible. Let’s talk about your servant’s things.” The old man sighed and took back the sky. The thought of the silk, the sound gradually became cold.

Ning Fan and Tai Chang Xiandi have some methods of marriage, which is one thing.

Ning Fan’s servant offended him, another thing!

"I don't know how my servant has sinned the predecessors, but also told the seniors to tell." Although Ning Fan knows that the other party is strong, but still calm and self-sufficient, after all, although the other party's words are cold, there is no real killing. This may not be mediation. room.

"Hey, that little turtle is called Wu Lao Ba, he looks at the old man a baby, wants to take away, he bet with the old man, now the gambling lost in the old man's tank, you want to save him, the matter It's not difficult, just just bet a gamble with the old man."

"What gambling?"

"The old man gambles that you can't live in Nancao Temple and come to the old man, but if you can do this, then the old man will be gambling, you can take the little turtle! But if you lose the bet, then It’s dead, but the old man will take your flesh and mud!”

Ning Fan has a heart.

If he loses, it means he will die in Nan Yao Temple. He will die in the South Medicine Temple on the road to see the mysterious old monster. It must be dangerous.

"The relationship between you and this little turtle doesn't seem very good. The old man has been in prison for less than half a day. He has already smashed you more than 1,800 sentences. Hey, for this loyal servant, you still don't want to fight this with the old man. Gambling is wonderful!"

The old man’s words were not finished, and suddenly he snorted. It turned out that Ning Fan did not even hesitate, and stepped directly into Nan Yao Temple.

Good results!

The "funny kid" old man's voice drifted farther and farther away, and he couldn't hear it.

Ning Fan’s eyes calmed down and stepped into the temple of Nan Yao Temple. His relationship with Wu Lao Ba, of course, is not good enough to give birth to the point of forgetting to die, but even if it is only a cause and effect of Wu Lao Ba and the old devil, he will not leave behind.

Even if the other party is suspected to be quasi-holy!

At the moment he stepped into the temple gate, the rain outside the temple was forcibly cut off and the rain stopped.

Ning Fan is slightly moving, but there is only one door outside the temple, but it is like two completely different worlds. With his cultivation, once in the temple, he can no longer let the gods escape from the temple, such as being detained in the gloomy Mori's temple!

From the outside, Nan Yao Temple is just a small temple.

From the inside, the Nanyin Temple Yinlou has over 10,000, the smog and the vines, the ghosts crying into the sky, the bones are everywhere, the broken knife can be seen everywhere, the blood is still dry.

It seems to be a Buddhist land, but it is like a ghost cave!

"No, this is illusion!"

Ning Fan suddenly felt that he suddenly realized that those passing pedestrians turned a blind eye to the temple.

It turned out that he was alone in the illusion, and the moment he stepped into the temple gate was the official trigger of the illusion.

"broken!"

Ning Fan left his eyes and flickered, shot a purple and black light, hit the gloomy world in the temple, and actually hit the world with a crack.

Used, it is a talented skill to help out the illusion of a family!

As soon as the crack opened, Ning Fan jumped into the crack, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. He still stood outside the Nan Yao Temple, maintaining the position of the first day of counting, the rain was still down, and there was no yin in the Nan Yao Temple.

Did you escape the illusion, it turned out that he had never been to the temple, but he had an illusion from the beginning.

"This person is very strange, he has watched the sky for an hour, I don't know what to count."

"Hey, don't talk about it, this person is a sacred mountain guardian."

Some pedestrians on the road are pointing at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan is also speechless. How do people know that he watched the sky for two hours? Did they stay on the side of the road for an hour? Not bored?

Roar!

The few passers-by who laughed at Ning Fan suddenly turned into evil spirits. They flew over to Ning Fan, and the ground was cracked from it, revealing the burning of the magma underneath.

Ning Fan knows that he has not escaped from illusion, but is still in the illusion. It is powerful to help the illusion talent, but he is not as good as the mysterious grotesque, not enough to escape the illusion!

"There are two ways to break the illusion. One is to cultivate, the magical powers, the magic weapon, and to forcibly break free. The other is that the outside world has a companion to help wake up. If neither is there, the illusion can become a more terrible killer than other magical powers. Undoubtedly, this is a test of death and death. At this point, the old man did not lie to me."

"This technique is not repaired by me, but I have the ability to bounce off the illusion of illusion in addition to the ability to break the illusion. In a sense, illusion rebound is more terrible than illusion, especially like me. If you can get into the illusion of the opponent, if you can find weakness in the illusion of the opponent, you may even have a chance to reverse it."

Ning Fan shunned the evil spirits who rushed to him, while dodging, while watching around, the eyes flashed, and after a long time, his eyes suddenly turned to the abyss in the cracks of the earth.

"In this operation, the magma seems to be the most dangerous place, but if I don't expect it, the weakest part of this technique is just hiding there."

Ning Fan opened a group of evil spirits and jumped into the magma of hell.

The raging **** magma has a temperature that is almost terrifying. If it is defensively leaping, even the Emperor will detach the skin.

These magma are illusory, and the anti-defense means can't prevent their temperature, and they are deeply immersed in the illusion of Ning Fan. At this moment, they are not the body. If they can't use the defense methods, they can directly defend themselves with the power of their own illusion. The magma is gone.

Comprehend the Taoism that has rarely been used so far, and at this moment, he used it!

At the same time as he leaps down, his body constantly swells in black air and covers him. The black color is the color of the night. It is the Taoist formed after the magical night vision of Dacheng!

Deep into the illusion of the opponent, Ning Fan naturally can not directly replace the illusion world of the opponent with his own night, but want to motivate some of the power of night illusion to resist the illusion of the other side, still can do.

Most of the magma that approached him was blocked by black gas, but there were still a handful of illusion defenses that penetrated him and splashed on him.

Hot, painful and hot, every time I was burned by the magma, Ning Fan felt that his mind was greatly depleted, and he was weak and weak.

It is just that no matter how weak Ning Fan is, his expression is always calm. After jumping into the magma, he will continue to move downstream. This seems to be an unfathomable hell. In fact, it is not deep! After crossing the original hot magma, Ning Fan suddenly felt that the whole body was cold and fell into a stone room. The stone room was built deep in the magma, and the walls were painted with illusion runes, and a pair of horn crystals floated in the air.

That horn crystal is the power of this illusion, and the weakest point of this technique!

Ning Fan's sleeves waved, and a large piece of black gas swept away toward the horn crystal, which seemed to be dirty with the horn crystal.

But those black gas is not yet approaching, there is a line of light from the crystal, turned into a complex and banned, black gas all sweeps.

Ning Fan faintly swept away, there are thousands of defensive arrays in the stone room, which is less than ten steps. These arrays are in harmony with each other. It is useless to break one or two. Soon, the formation will be reborn. Have a look at all the arrays, one-time break clean, in order to get close to the horn crystal.

Ning Fan carefully observed the prohibition of this place. There was a feeling of tempering when he saw the starry sky. He only felt that the complexity was far more than expected, and even if he stared for a long time, he would feel dizzy.

Do not stare for a long time, can not find a solution in a short time.

Ning Fan pressed his heart and eager to escape the illusion of illusion, he was not in a hurry, simply sit down in the stone room, and slowly study this method.

One day, two days, three days

January, February, March

Spring is coming to the autumn, and Ning Fan is sitting in this stone room for hundreds of years. One day, suddenly, he stands up and shoots thousands of golden horses in a flash. In countless roars, he breaks open. This place is banned!

Then raise his hand with his own illusion black gas, polluting the horn crystal, and by virtue of the magical skills of the illusion rebound, directly master the control of this illusion!

For a moment, the old man in Tsing Yi, who had been working in the temple, suddenly looked at him and fell into confusion, but he woke up in a moment.

And Ning Fan, the scenery of the eyes changed, and I came back.

He still stood outside the temple and kept looking up at the sky.

On the side of the road, someone pointed at him.

"This person is very strange, he has watched the sky for an hour, I don't know what to count."

"Hey, don't talk about it, this person is a sacred mountain guardian."

The centuries-old stone room meditation was only carried out in the hallucinations, and the outside world actually stayed in the moment of his illusion.

Just listening to this somewhat similar discourse, Ning Fan's heart, suddenly had a bad feeling born. Didn't he escape the illusion? It won’t break down in the next moment.

Fortunately, this time it was really escaped, because there was a praise in the temple.

"Very good, you won, take your servant home. I can't think of you not only escaping from the old man's illusion, but also rebounding the illusion to the old man, so that the old man has lost you in an instant, good!"

Ning Fan grew a sigh of gas and walked into the temple. There is no sacred building in the temple. This Nan Yao Temple is just a small temple.

In the courtyard of the two entrances, in the courtyard, an old man dressed in a blue-skinned leather jacket and a scorpion, sitting in the yard, with a base in front of him, holding a thick mud strip of his arms, and forming a circle in a circle The appearance of the base, and then the base is rotated, it is holding the hemp of muddy water, grinding the surface of the mud tank a little bit, and occasionally take a wooden stick, put it in the cylinder mouth, so that the cylinder mouth of the rotating mud is flat.

In the yard, there are still many mud tanks that are drying in the sun. There is no rain in the temple.

Further away, there is still a small kiln built, which seems to be used for burning cylinders. Outside the kiln, a young man with a horn mask is glazing some cylinder embryos.

It was the person that Ning Fan had seen when he signed up for the **** battle.

"Why are you here, is it to follow me!" The suspected fresh and pure mask stood up and stared at Ning Fan.

It seems that I don’t know the confrontation between Ning Fan and Tsing Yi’s old man.

Ning Fan thought that he might encounter fresh and pure here, so he was not too surprised. He looked deeply at the pure one but did not answer.

The Tsing Yi old man opened his mouth.

"Pure little friends, you are busy with you, it is not your business, he is coming to me! By the way, remind you that you and I have to burn 2 million cylinders in my lifetime, which is still bad. One hundred and nine hundred ninety-nine thousand seven hundred and sixty-two, no one is allowed to be lazy to the old man!"

The old man in Tsing Yi squinted and took a look at the mask youth.

The mask youth taboo looked at the Tsing Yi old man very deeply, and looked at Ning Fan again. In the end, he did not say anything more. He went back to glaze the mud tank.

The atmosphere of the old man in Tsing Yi was very weak. On the surface, it was like a market hawker, but as the person gathered his eyes, he immediately brought a sense of oppression to Ning Fan.

The second-order quasi-holy, and stronger than the Musong Taoist, is such a terrible strong!

"I know this person, why is he here?" Ning Fan asked Wei Zi to remove the pressure from the old man and asked.

If he is not mistaken, it is not a pure intention to glaze the clay tanks in this place. It seems that some special cultivation is generally not malicious.

"You came to take away the servant, but not to inquire about the news. Ask too much, not good!" The old man frowned.

"If you don't ask, I don't trust this person to be in danger." The implication is that the old man will be considered pure.

This is also the worst case. If the second-order quasi-sacred old man has a mental calculation, it is not pure, and Ning Fan asks himself to be unable to compete with each other.

"You think too much, the cow can never do anything, if you want to kill, you will kill directly. If you want to harm people, you will hurt directly. This is good, you are good, your turtle servant is also same!"

After all, the old man impatiently pointed to a water tank in the corner of the court, and he made himself a cylinder and ignored Ning Fan.

Wu Lao Ba is in the water tank.

Ning Fan took a closer look. There was half a tank of water in the water tank, and there was a big fish with a strange pattern. Looking at the weight of a dozen pounds, there was a sesame-sized turtle in the fat tank. The tortoise stayed in the big eyes, and it was the appearance of the old man who was eight thousand times old and narrowed down countless times.

As for the strange fish, if you look closely, it seems to be an ancient extinct yellow spring whale. It is said to be a heterogeneous species living in Huangquan, but it is raised by the old as a pet, and the body seems to have shrunk countless times.

No, not shrinking, but big and small!

This tank water seems to be close at hand, but in fact it is far away from Ning Fan, far away, and I will reach out and touch it. In any case, I can't touch the water in the tank.

It is as if the two fish and one turtle are living in another world, another reincarnation!

It’s no wonder that Wu Lao Ba can’t escape, because Wu Lao Ba, I don’t understand reincarnation.

"You have a reincarnation in your body, it is very weak, but it is really you who come to comprehend. To fish out your servant, I don't think it is necessary for the old man to help." The old man said without raising his head.

"Well, the younger generation can do this themselves without the help of their predecessors."

Fortunately, Ning Fan had just realized his own understanding of the reincarnation, otherwise he would not dare to boast of Haikou and go out to fish.

I just couldn’t think that this old man was really jealous of him, hehe, itchy skin.

The world in the tank.

This is a world of water that can't see the side. The black-and-white side of the tortoise's body swims in the water. One side is awkward. A yellow spring whale that is comparable to the starry sky is behind him with a sympathetic look.

This Huangquan whale is not very intelligent. It can't understand how the world would be such a hearty master who cruelly abused such a cute little turtle.

This yellow spring whale has a very strong breath. It is almost comparable to some weak emperors. It was imprisoned in the water tank. At first, Huangquan whales were weak and could be bullied. They did not expect to be swayed by the other side. Fortunately, Wu Lao Ba immediately served soft, this low-intelligence Huang Quan whale, it was a great forgiveness of Wu Lao Ba, and agreed to the requirements of Wu Lao Ba, with the old man eight heads of worship.

"Second brother, are you listening to your older brother?"

"吼吼" wants to say that the Huangquan whale is listening.

"It's pitiful. You can't even talk to your second brother, but fortunately, my brother knows a few different kinds of animal language. I can't think of it. I can't think of it today! You are sympathizing with your big brother, you are my good second brother!"

"Hey, hey, hey" is not sympathy, we are brothers, brothers don't talk sympathy!

"Good brother, then I will talk about it. Next, I will make the first 1,842 complaints. The **** comet will not come to save me. It must be that the enemy is strong and I have abandoned my small. Life, no loyalty, no righteousness! If it is his death, I will definitely save him. I am the most loyal and ugly in the world, and I will not be as uninhibited as the comet!"

"吼吼吼" no one is sex!

"Next, I have to go through the first 1,844 complaints. The comet that plays with the flamingo is not given to me every time I get good things. I also robbed me of the magic weapon, the second brother. Talk about whether such a master is thundering the day!"

"Hey," thunder!

"Next, I still have to make the first 1,844 complaints, that **** comet, he actually thinks that I am Longyang, this is a huge insult to my personality! How can I like a man? I am the normal Wu Xiaoba under the top of the sky! There are also the first 1,845 complaints. What is the reason for his comet, why should he be jealous of me, what is the second brother you are watching, the second brother?"

The old man was squatting and suddenly found that the whale's eyes were wrong. In a blink of an eye, I saw the endless waters, reflecting the face of Ning Fan’s smile.

Suddenly the tiger body shocked! How come the egg comet came, how much he heard!

"Now I have to cough and cough. I have to sue for the last time. I have to accuse the comet, the ingenuity, the amazing magic, the magic of the world, the evil, I am not convinced! How can there be such a perfect person in the world, let us How do ordinary people live! After the complaint is over, the following big brother will tell you a story. The name of the story is that I have a good master. I want to be loyal for a lifetime."

Ha ha.

Wu Lao’s words were not finished. I only felt that my eyes were black. The next moment, I felt that I was out of the waters. I was forced to stop and I couldn’t withdraw.

On the side of the water tank, Ning Fan shook the water on his hand. The figure of a sesame-sized person in the water landed, and instantly became bigger and became a black man.

"Is it changed too late after the complaint is over? Don't you think it is too late?"

When Ning Fan’s words were exported, Wu Lao Ba had the feeling of five thunders.

Finished, change the mouth is still slow!

"Master, I, I" Wu Lao Ba was a little shivering, and at the same time there was a kind of inexplicable touch.

His flying sword didn't expect to ask the master to save, just to scare the old man in Tsing Yi and let him know that there is a helper outside.

Unexpectedly, I really wanted to come to the master.

He wants to know that the master is so concerned about his safety. He is blinded with lard and will not marry the master!

"Oh, if you complain, when you go back, there is time, don't worry." Ning Fan smiled, but Wu Lao Ba had a kind of impulsiveness.

The comet is absolutely angry!

Whoever fights to save a person, but the other party is yelling at him, will be angry! This **** mouth, to be finished!

Ning Fan is really not angry, but the boring for Wu Lao Ba is really speechless. He accused him of more than 1,800 articles, and he was really curious to complain about something.

Is he so sinful? If so, that's really good. As for this old man, he never expected the other party to be loyal to him.

"Your thing, go back and say, now give me a quiet time."

Seeing Wu Lao Ba still want Hu Yu to defend, Ning Fan is too lazy to listen, but walked to the front of the Tsing Yi old man, thank you.

Thanks, this person is generous, does not care about the sin of the old man, did not kill.

Thanks, this person dials. If you understand it carefully, Ning Fan may not be able to dial out from today, and realize his own god's tenacity, so as to cultivate a true journey.

The old man did not lift his head, and he did not seem to see Ning Fan’s movement.

Only before Ning Fan’s opening, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"While you are not too often, but you are also related to him, if you pay the price, I can also pass you a complete sacred gossip, so that it will not let the supernatural powers fall."

"Oh? The predecessors are willing to pass me to complete the gods?" Ning Fan slightly moved, asked, "I don't know what the seniors have to pay, in order to get the full mind?"

"Come on again in the next day, today I am a young cow soul, only concentrate on making a cylinder, not talking about trading, when the ox is waiting, let's talk about it again!"

After all, the old man turned his head and turned to the mud tank chassis. To be continued.