Grasping Evil

(Thanks to aa112562 for rewarding, 9+1-2=8, okay, still worse 8)

The girl’s small hand has an infinite amount of strength. If it is not ordinary, it’s enough that it’s enough to make it seriously injured.

After entering the fourth floor, the girl's little feet slammed, and the ground immediately raised a four-grain fairy cloud. This cloud, let Ning Fan feel familiar, it is the cloud that Yutang saw.

"Say, where do you want to see the rain, I will take you there!"

Among the girls' small mouths, there are Dan pills, and the long eyelashes are bent into the moon, sweet smile.

Nothing is more fun than eating a delicious pie cake... Ning Fan, is a good person, he wants to take him, and go around!

Four patterns of fairy clouds, suddenly comparable to Yuan Ying, and the girl played a black light on the cloud, the cloud above, the cage of the wind, the idling once again doubled, comparable to the mid-infant idling.

On the top of Xianyun, Ning Fan closed his eyes and let the raindrops wet the face. And the surrounding, not the shadow of a Taoyuan baby monster, seems to be attracted by the flesh and blood of Ning Fan, each ready to eat Ning Fan, Have a good meal.

But at this point, the girl sneaked a slap, the powder fist waved, one monster, suddenly struggling, each scattered.

The girl, I don’t know what identity, the monsters in this place, all listen to her orders.

"Cake brother, you can rest assured that there is me, no one can hurt you!" The girl had a small chest and smiled.

"..."

"Cake brother, except for the grandfather, this grave, I am not afraid of anyone... you can rest assured that no one can bully you!"

"..."

Where are the girls squatting, please Ning Fan, the purpose, obviously, just to please Ning Fan, and then get some benefits.

Ning Fan feels helpless to the girl's name... If the outside monk knows that his own ‘Ning Zun’ is actually called a ‘cake brother’ by a girl, it’s the name of the world’s name, so sweep the ground...

In the ear, I gradually can’t hear the girl’s noise, only the rain, the heart.

The third layer, no rain, the fourth layer, but once again like the first and second layers, the rain falls.

However, if you want to make some differences, there are still some. With a hint of the **** of rain, Ning Fan found that the first layer of rain, cold, but cold in the cold. The second layer of rain is colder, but with the rainstorm of summer rain...

As for the rain on the fourth floor, it is lonely and desolate, with a trace of solemnity... This is the autumn rain.

The rain on the nine floors of the burial mound is not different...but after the sentiment of the gods, every layer of rain has been given different degrees of rain, from shallow to deep, from simple to complex... rare in the world. It is not the meaning of vain, but the process of comprehending the meaning of the imaginary **** step by step... This rainwater contains this process.

After experiencing the third layer of no rain, the fourth layer, the **** of the gods must be lonely and desolate.

On the fourth floor, he must have stayed for a long time. I am afraid that it will be calculated in 10,000 years... Otherwise, there will never be such a sense of loneliness.

Ning Fan could not help but be affected by this autumn rain, gradually, heart and rain, heard the deep sigh of the rain.

"Cultivating the Tao, repairing to the end, but it is lonely... Relatives or sorrow, others have already sang, and where is the death, the body is the same as the mountain... This is lonely, like rain, not scattered, like autumn, chaos. .. But without this lonely process, the road can't be repaired. The rain is not alone, and my heart is lonely, the rain is lonely. This is the **** of rain..."

The girl lowered the fairy cloud to avoid disturbing Ning Fan’s comprehension. And Ning Fan, standing in the rain, silent for a long time.

Lonely... This implication does not seem to be enough to explain the way of life of the **** of the gods, the meaning of the rain, not enough!

"Let's go to the fifth floor..."

"Well! But my pie is not enough to eat..." The girl stared at it, and smiled badly.

"After the fifth floor, I will give you alchemy again!"

"No tricks!"

The girl immediately came to the spirit, and if the pancakes were accompanied, the rain was simply boring.

She is a fairy cloud, a rush of electricity, along the way Yuan Ying beast, but when she feels a trace of Danxiang on her body, it seems to think of something terrifying, crouching on the ground, not dare to move.

Yunguang entered the fourth city giant pit and descended to the fifth floor. All the autumn rain, stunned, turned into a winter cold rain.

Although the cold is extremely cold, the rain has not yet condensed into ice... This magical power is beyond common sense.

Rain, it is rain, even if it is ice and rain, it is different from ice!

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed, and he faintly felt that the ice rain on the fifth floor had begun to be extremely extraordinary. This is extraordinary, it is the **** of rain, given!

He remembered the spell he had learned - ice rain... This technique is insignificant, but the spirit spell, but it coincides with this situation.

Ning Fan's ice rain, no matter how skilled, the rain will eventually condense into ice thorns... Because of the lack of rain, the rain, and ultimately, it is no longer rain.

He closed his eyes and realized that there were scattered sporadic gods at all levels. These monsters, under the infiltration of the rainy day and night, also realized the meaning of the rain.

When Ning Fan entered the fifth floor, one of the monsters immediately exposed the bloodthirsty gaze, but was despised by the girl, and they all seized the murder.

They dare not play Ning Fan's idea again, but in the heart, one by one looks down on Ning Fan. The monsters on the top of Jindan can be transformed into human beings. These monsters are not transformed, but they have the ingenuity of being inferior to human beings.

"This son, the district is in harmony, and wants to feel the meaning of the virtual god, absurd..." A beast of the giant elephant, with the language of the demon, indifferent.

"However, he was protected by ‘that person’... his business, we better not to intervene...” Another rhinoceros monster is bogey.

These monsters, placed in the rain, must be peerless beasts, but they are afraid of girls.

As these monsters say, Ning Fan feels the rain on the fifth floor, which is extremely unsatisfactory.

For the first time, he couldn’t hear the sentiment of the **** of the gods from the rain.

The fifth floor seems to be a feng shui. The **** of rain is on this level, and it really begins to change qualitatively. Compared with the feelings of the fifth layer, the feelings of the first four layers are negligible.

"What is worse..."

Ning Fan frowned, but the girl was a urging tone.

"Cake brother, well, no... you said to make me a pie, I am hungry..."

"Okay, I know..." Ning Fan opened his eyes helplessly, and could not understand it. At this moment, the girl was stirred up and even more worried.

He took out Xue Qing's Dan Ding and waved his sword out of the fire, but he couldn't help but find that the fifth layer of rain was too strong and could not lead to the fire.

There is no fire, but all the fires are rained by the rain, assimilated into rain and seep under the surface.

"Haha, this junior is also interesting... The rain is too strong here, there is no fire, you can alchemy..." A white sorcerer, sneer in the demon language.

"How... how could this be... there is no fire here, how to eat the pancakes..." The girl looked anxious and worried. At this moment, she heard the sneer of the white sly.

She glared at the white smirk, faintly raised her finger, and sighed with anger. "You, come over, change the ground fire to me, or I will let Agong catch you and bake it!"

The day was originally gloating, and when she heard the girl’s life, she immediately became a bitter melon.

He immediately took a light and rushed to the girl's body, full of pleasing intentions.

A spell, with the spirit of rain, a palm shot in the pit of the fire, the town scattered the meaning of the rain.

The fire that was assimilated into rainwater, the rain was scattered, and it burned again.

"Hey, the fire is there... Ok, baby, you can play..."

"Yes Yes..."

The sorcerer who is cultivated by the gods is called the babies by the girls. Not only is there no dissatisfaction, but the color of joy is revealed.

In the cemetery, as long as it becomes a girl's baby, then there is no need to worry about being eaten by her in the future.

One monster, envy is not looking at the day, after all, the opportunity to please the girl, not every day.

For all of this, Ning Fan seems to be in the eyes. Beside him, the demon of a monster is enough to make it suffocate, but at this moment, he can't see it.

In the eyes, there is only a fire pit, leaving only the slightly ignited ground fire.

Just a white hand, in his eyes, gradually brighter.

The meaning of the vain god, the original, is the assimilation... alone comprehension, not enough, but also to promote the gods, to assimilate the spells, to assimilate the fire, to assimilate everything into the enemy of the field of God.

A little sentiment, gradually rising, he did not immediately help the girl to alchemy, but hands rubbing, began to over and over again, applying ice and rain.

Ten times, the rain is still ice.

A hundred times, that ice, gradually one or two drops are not condensed.

Thousands of times, that ice, half of it, is still in the form of rain.

After a thousand times, Ning Fan closed his eyes, and finally he could hear the sigh of the **** of the birds. That sighs, also assimilated by the **** of the rain, turned into a drop of rain. Before, he couldn't identify the rain. After that, he only saw one eye and saw that a few drops of rain were sentimental!

"What is rain? I turned my hand to the cloud and covered my hand with rain!"

There is only one sentence in the words of the **** of the gods, but it seems to be the top of the heart, and wakes up the last trace of the heart of Ning Fan.

At this moment, he opened his eyes, his eyes were not easy to follow, and he became arrogant and arrogant.

As soon as he saw the law of ice and rain, in the sky, thousands of ice thorns suddenly appeared, half of which was ice, and half of which was rain.

Ning Fan's heart, a trace of divine urging, and in the air, the few drops of rain left by the gods of the year, was held in the palm of his hand, a crush. Cold drink, "I will cover the rain, it will rain!"

He slammed his palms and all the ice spurs at the same time, turning into raindrops. This ice rain technique is just a form of ice spurting into a rain shape. It is not a magical spell at all. This is so, the power is at least 30% higher.

And Ning Fan's heart, a faint rain of the gods, like snowballs, in his heart, more and more thick.

This scene, let all the gods and monsters, stunned, which monster, feeling a sense of God, not spending a long time, and in addition to a few beasts such as white, there are many, not yet understand the use of the meaning of the virtual god.

However, in the area of ​​Ningfan District, he was able to comprehend the gods before the many gods and monsters. This is not a god. Once the gods are gone, I am afraid that there will be monsters in the field. None of them is their opponent!

"Cake brother, do you want to go to the sixth floor first..." the girl, biting her lip and asking.

She is very much like filling her stomach at once, but she can see that Ning Fan seems to have made a lot of progress on the basis of her perception. She is afraid that she will be greedy and interrupt the mood of Ning Fan.

"No, give you alchemy... After a few layers, go and go, it doesn't matter..."

In the eyes of Ning Fan, he distracted his expression and smiled a little and began to make alchemy.

On the fifth level of comprehension, he initially realized the usage of the **** of the rain, but this divinity is far from being able to manipulate it at present.

With his mana, it is simply not enough to turn the ice and rain into ice and rain. Those gods are the spells that he used to keep the gods and the gods.

Only by this means, he finally realized the mystery of the rain.

In his view, the sixth layer, the seventh layer, the eighth layer, and even the ninth layer, I am afraid that it is the process of converging the gods and letting the gods merge with their own insights... Ning Fan has not formed his own way. There is not enough mana to completely integrate your own will.

Even so, with a little bit of God's consciousness, refining the five medicinal herbs, you should... try it!

He did not immediately refine the five medicinal herbs... a five-pill medicinal herb, and he will now spend at least half a year refining even if he succeeds in alchemy.

But he still has a way to test his alchemy and improve.

In my mind, I recalled the alchemy technique of the ancient land ‘river car nine turns’. Ning Fan pointed to black inflammation in front of him, and in front of the mysterious trajectory, outlined a circle.

One turn, two turns, three turns, four turns... successively ticked out four circles. After that, Ning Fan’s fingers were difficult to move half a point. The force of a piece of diaphragm makes it difficult for Ning Fan's fingers to move.

"The four rounds are the four-turn alchemy... the fifth round. If it is hooked out, I will be enough to refine the five-transistor medicine!"

He showed the color of indifference, and there was a slight faint rain in his eyes. This kind of god, through the heart, passed to the fingers, melted into black inflammation, let the hot black inflammation, floating a layer of rain.

In the original stagnation of the fingers, at this moment, the mana swayed, and immediately, in the void, the fifth illusory shadow was drawn.

The fifth round, the outline is not perfect, even if it is just hooked up, it will burst immediately... This shows that Ning Fan’s alchemy has reached five turns, and that if it is really refining five medicinal herbs, it must be Extremely stubborn, ten Dan and nine destroyed, the only success, but also thank God bless.

However, no matter how, from the moment of sketching the fifth round of the illusory shadow, Ning Fan, it is already a one, five to the alchemy!

This is a burial mound, and its harvest is not too big!

The improvement of alchemy, the refining of three medicinal herbs, more handy, Dan did not refine, the girl has been unable to hold back the mood, was seduce by Danxiang.

“Good fragrance, good fragrance, more fragrant than before, why is it like this!”

"Because I am now, five conversion cake chefs..." Ning Fan took a shot, Dan Cheng!

"Yeah, brother, you are amazing! If you know that you are so powerful, you will love you."

The girl took care of the medicinal herbs and took Dan directly and fed it into the small mouth.

When Ning Fan listened to the name of 'Agong,' he immediately thought of it.

That Agong, naturally is a broken master... I don’t know if I understand God’s will, whether it is being watched by the broken.

The black magic inflammation refining, alchemy improvement, this trip is not too small. If you can get the mysterious yin again, then it’s better...

Xuanyin gas, the frost is ranked ninth, there have been a lot of rain masters, come here to the grave, have not found this cold...

If you are cold, you will not hide. If you don't understand it before, why can't you find the cold? At this moment, Ning Fan can guess one or two.

Perhaps, it’s the little girl in front of me, as a cold baby, it’s hidden...

"Little girl, I just don't know where the mysterious yin is..."

"Know... well, no, don't know... what do you want to do with my mysterious baby..."

The girl put down Dan Wan, slightly back two steps, looking at Ning Fan, showing the color of worry.

But looking at the hands of Dan Wan, the girl’s eyes flashed a little embarrassment.

"You are good to me, better than mystery baby, it ignores me, don't give me a pie to eat... If, if you give me a better cake, than this cake, It’s a thousand times, ten thousand times, I will tell you where my mysterious baby is hiding...”

"This way... After that, wait for me to refine the five-way remedy, and then change your sinister atmosphere."

Ning Fan slightly thought about it, it was a thousand times and ten thousand times better than the three-way medicinal herbs. I am afraid that only five medicinal herbs can meet the requirements... It is not appropriate for the girls in front of them to grab. In the dark, there is a broken sneak.

Simply at this moment, Ning Fan is not in a hurry to use Xuanyin gas, put it in the ghosts, and will not lose it. In the future, refining a five-transfer remedy, handing it over to the girl, then taking it...

Compared with Xuanyin, Ning Fan is very interested in another thing.

"That fruit, grow on the first few layers?"

"What is the Luoguo?" The girl was puzzled.

"That's the core of your leftover..."

"The fruit, growing on the ninth floor, is in the hands of Agong... the cake brother, even if you want to eat, it is not acceptable... Ah Gong said, even if it is me, within ten years, only Can eat one..."

"What? But..." Ning Fan shook his head. If the Luo Luoguo is holding in the hands of the broken old monster, Ning Fan asks himself, in any case, it is impossible to lie to a tang fruit from the broken old monster.

A mongol can be a dream, add 50 years of state of mind to cultivate... so good things, it seems that it will be lost...

But as he shook his head, a voice rang out behind him.

"Five to the alchemy teacher...so, it is also qualified, and said something to the emperor...you want to go to the fruit, you can, but you have to promise the emperor, a condition..."

This voice appeared without warning, and its words, although plain, but hidden murder, did not give Ning Fan the slightest refusal of its conditions.

Can only promise his conditions, otherwise, he will die!

And this statement, the girl who has always been lawless, immediately reveals a look of fear, behind the hands, hiding all the Danmao behind her,

"Agong...I...I didn't steal the cake..."