Grasping Evil

Reincarnation of the afterimage, the Emperor of Heaven, and Ning Fan stood for a long time.

Day after day, almost every day, Mu Weiliang will come to the medicine pot, sitting on the bluestone, holding the butterfly from time to time.

All the thoughts, no reservations, all told the butterfly.

"Xiaofan, do you know that the demon world has been broken into a world of dreams and dreams... countless royals are really spirits, lose their blood, and lose the power they are proud of..."

"Xiaofan, do you know that the magical Yuan was suppressed by the people, with nine ‘Imperial’, and the nine entrances of the Magic Yuan...”

"Xiao Fan, my fiancé who chose me, I heard that I have to return to heaven... He doesn't like the mortal life, you don't bother him..."

"...he didn't come back, okay, I didn't want to marry, I haven't played enough... Xiaofan, you see, I gave the 'gate key' to me for safekeeping, hey, can't tell anyone... On the other side of the gate, it is very dangerous. It was the seal of the Emperor in the past, and it must not be opened..."

Time is like water, and Mu Wei is sitting in the medicine on a daily basis. There is always a butterfly on his shoulder, a black and white butterfly named Xiaofan.

The life of a butterfly is very short and short. It can only live for half a month, and it can only live for 2 months.

In the soft and soft palm of the hand, the butterfly is withered and wilted.

Mu Weiliang felt heartache, and the little butterfly that accompanied her less than two months was about to die.

This is a butterfly that dares to fly to heaven in the body, it should not die...

"If you can cultivate into a butterfly demon, it must be a good demon..."

She faintly bites her lips and begins to work on the medicine, collecting the dew of the millions of years and giving it to the butterfly.

The butterfly's vitality gradually recovered, and she showed a happy smile.

She found that she fell in love with this little butterfly.

What a silly woman would fall in love with a butterfly... she is so stupid.

Her clumsy hands and feet, began to the heavenly fairy, ask for embroidery. Each female fairy is stunned.

Princess Tianting, who is known for being lazy and leisurely, wants to learn female red...

No one dares not to teach her.

From then on, on the bluestone, there was a busy shadow, holding a fairy needle, embroidered on the white silk.

It is not the dragon and the phoenix that is embroidered, not the water, not the grass and mountains. It is a pair of butterflies dancing.

The black and half white butterfly is naturally small.

And she is the other one that is ordinary and unremarkable.

"Xiaofan, I have left the palace sand for you... You have to repair the demon, and one day, be a butterfly fairy, take me away... I don't like it here."

Mu Weiliang looked at the little butterfly seriously.

The change of the sun and the moon, Mu Weiliang is always happy, no one knows her happiness. No one can enter her country.

This happiness, until that day.

That day, she did not come to the medicine.

The second day, did not come.

The third day. not coming…

On the tenth day, she groaned in front of her, came to the medicine pot, and stopped the butterfly on her shoulder. Behind him was followed by a blond man.

The man’s long hair is like a waterfall, and his cultivation is strong. It’s really only the life of Ning Fan.

The appearance is not clear. But from this person's manners, tolerance can be judged, this is a handsome young man.

The young golden robe, following the body of Mu Wei, does not speak.

He was thinking about the time for Mu Xiaoliang.

"You didn't lie to me? If I give you the key to the gate, you will tell me, cancel the marriage contract between us..." Mu Weiliang looked suspicious.

"How can I lie to lie to you... Oh, you like to go to Fandie in this area, which really surprised me. You always do things like this, but this is also helpless. As the 'Claim Emperor', I am the most Will not force her feelings, even if you give this key to me, I will use the power of the Emperor, for you, to pull the line of love, even if caught in reincarnation, born in the world, can reunite...how!"

"But, this key is very important, in case..." Mu Weiliang looks like a moving, even if the butterfly on the shoulder **** its wings and discourages her, she also moves.

"Reassured, my strength, you can't believe it, the key is in my hands, no one can take it away. It is very dangerous to put it on you..."

"That, then you can't lie to me..."

Mu Weiliang gently bite the lip and hand a purple gold key to the blond man's hand.

The man urged Xianli to pull up the love line for Mu Weiliang and Xiaodie, and then left...

After he left, Mu Weiliang finally breathed a sigh of relief and regained Xiaodie.

"Xiaofan, you have to repair the demon quickly, change shape quickly, take me away quickly... I don't like it here. Take me to the world of mortals, make me a lifetime, my hands are not blood-stained... well..."

The butterfly flew up for the first time, falling on the face of Mu Wei, with a butterfly wing, gently stroking the face of Mu Liang.

That gesture makes Ning Fan a glimpse.

This gesture, he has done it thousands of times, caressing the side face of the paper crane...

"Paper crane! Is it a paper crane, it is the soul of a female corpse! And that butterfly, is it... I..."

"This is the reincarnation?"

Like an invisible love line, connecting the two life to the world...

It seems that there is a string, in the heart of Ning Fan, touched.

"Previous life, you are the daughter of the Emperor, I am a butterfly..."

He is silent and understands.

In the demon forest, the special goodwill for Mu Weiliang, the place to sleep, and the reunion with Mu Xiaoyan.

If he did not guess wrong, the paper crane is one of the souls of the three souls of Mu Liang, even... the soul of the Lord!

At the same moment, Ning Fan’s mind emerged with a white shadow of holiness.

Dance sleeves, colorful clouds...

If Ning Fan did not guess wrong, then thinking is innocent...

The purpose of her coming to Vietnam is actually...

"I understand!"

At this moment, Ning Fan, his eyes became deep and black and white. Like a vision, you can see through a person's past and present.

This is a seed, the seed of a reincarnation force, limited to cultivation, Ning Fan can not comprehend, but one day, this seed rooted and sprouted, even enough to let Ning Fan have the power to change the reincarnation!

He did not say much, and he held his hand on the shore of Bluestone and waited.

In the memory of the female corpse, he saw the scene of the betrayal of Mu Weiliang.

He knew that when Mu Weiliang handed the key to the Emperor, the fate would be hard to change.

That person, not good! Mu Wei cool stupid can not see, Ning Fan can not see.

Appreciation! Even Mu Xiaoliang, this silly girl, will fall in love with a butterfly, which may not be counted by this person!

The demon is gone. Mozu Town, then, is it the turn of the heavenly protoss!

"Appreciation of the Emperor, this person, who is it!"

I don't know how long it took, and the wind rose from heaven.

This long wind is disturbing, with an irresistible momentum, sweeping across the heavens.

Above the sky, an unmeasurable Zijin giant door suddenly appeared.

A purple gold ray flies past the threshold. Immediately, the giant door opens!

At this moment, countless fears and screams came from every corner of the heavens!

"The gate is open! Not good! ‘It’ is coming back!”

"Who is! Who is the door to open the door! The key to the gate, the prince gave the princess to keep it, is it, she!"

"Damn! This little princess, don't know the general body. It is such a big mistake. If you avoid this robbery, even if this woman is a princess, the old man will also play to kneel down. Kill this woman!"

A voice of resentment, came, and the shadow of the true fairy, vacated. Rush to the giant door and try to seal it again.

But when tens of thousands of real immortals approached the giant door and tried to seal it. Among the giant gates, a golden shadow stepped out and turned into a blond man.

In this person's hand, holding a **** eye, it is as big as a fist.

Countless reals saw this eye and immediately became shocked.

"The eyes of the Emperor! You have married the eyes of the Emperor! What have you done! Applause! All this is what you did!"

"Appreciation? My name is not an applause, but..."

What the blond man said, but the name, Ning Fan could not hear clearly, as if it was passed into the ear, it was immediately wiped out by a strange force.

Ning Fan finally understood why he couldn't see the face of this person...not to see it, but to see it, the memory was erased!

The power of reincarnation!

"dead!"

The real name of the blond man makes the real fairy shudder.

A roll of his sleeves, a golden aperture, spread in a circle, after the round, the first batch of real immortals rushing to him, burst into a **** fog and die...

Disdainfully, the blood of the Emperor was thrown at the foot of the medicine, where a woman with tears and eyes was standing, looking at her eyes and heartache.

The eyes looked at the micro-cool, seemingly resentful, resentful of why she opened the door.

"Not me, not the door I opened, not..." Mu Weiliang wanted to explain, but she knew that she had an explanation that she could not hear her.

Heaven, after today, I am afraid that it will be destroyed...

She looked up and looked at the blond man who was tall and upset.

"Why... why should you lie to me... Why do you want to open the door... Why do you betray the Heavenly Palace, the Father is so trusting you, I believe in you... you are..."

"Oh, Mu Weiliang, you still don't understand... I am a person outside the world! You are the daughter of the Emperor... It's my...the enemy! Stupid you, made a more stupid decision, so you can die. ..."

The blond man, under one finger, the days collapsed.

The power of that finger is right for Mu Weiliang. If it is meant to fall, this woman will die, the soul will fly, and it will not be reincarnation.

That one finger can be silenced!

At this juncture, on the swaying shoulders of Mu Wei, a black and white butterfly shook its wings!

It seems to be a gray light, straight into the sky, its idle speed, far beyond the imagination of the blond man.

"Where is the butterfly, how can the butterfly be so idling! Ah!"

He screamed, because the butterfly, slammed into his left eye, and smashed that one eye!

The blond man who was able to easily kill countless real immortals was crushed by a small butterfly that looked like no mana.

It’s just this collision, the power of the earthquake, but let the butterfly itself, the body broken bones...

But it, after all, protects Mu Weiliang.

Mu Wei cools his mouth and his heart is like a knife.

She held the ash that had fallen from the sky, and the ash was the end of Xiaodie’s incompetence.

"Regional Fan, dare to contend with me... really is not self-reliant!"

"Shut up! You, not as good as him, not as good as ever!" Mu Wei's cool eyes reveal the color of resentment.

With her personality, she never knows resentment, but today, she understands!

"With my life, from today, deprive the Protoss!"

The young blonde looks indifferent and disdainful, but his heart is shocked, even if he does not want to admit it.

A butterfly flapping its wings is enough to cause a hurricane and change a cycle.

When the butterfly is dead, the trajectory of the heavens is offset!

The mind is completely drawn back from the reincarnation clock.

Ning Fan's eyes are sometimes pure black, sometimes pure white, and exceptionally different.

He stroked the turn clock. His eyes are clear and clear, muttering.

"My past life is a butterfly... a normal butterfly that can no longer be ordinary, but this butterfly, hurts the palm of the hand, saves the cool soul..."

"Appreciation...this person, who is it!"

When Ning Fan closed his eyes and opened it again, his eyes returned to normal.

Reincarnation, not now you can touch.

Appreciation. Nor is it today that I can compete.

The more you know, the better you may not be. If you want to see the past, you will have higher strength.

At least...become a fairy!

"Paper crane... I said, this world, I will not let you dye a hand of blood, no..."

Dissipated all the thoughts, Ning Fan did not move, turned and left the reincarnation clock. For the bald-headed old man next to him, hold a fist!

"Thank you for the two rescues of the predecessors! If one day, Ning Fan can enter the heavens, and will definitely repay this situation!"

"Less come. The old man doesn't want to have anything to do with you... people who can see the reincarnation are terrible and terrible...but if you have one day. Flying up to the north, maybe... you can come to my basaltic star to sit and throw the reincarnation The old man is very optimistic about this kid, you..."

"Predecessors have invited, if the younger generation has the opportunity, they will come to the basaltic star to worship... I don’t know the predecessor’s name!"

Ning Fan wanted to ask the old man, who is the emperor.

But think about it, give up this plan.

Now knowing these secrets, it is not the time, and, perhaps, even the old man in front of you may not know who is in love.

"The old man dreams Xuanzi, for the four heavens, the palm of the hand, the emperor... Let's go, go to the third step, the third step is to ask the cliff. Later, you only need to go down the cliff, and you will die." Can spend..."

"Ask the cliff..."

Ning Fan wrote down this statement and walked through the sea with the old man.

I have doubts, I am holding a fist again and ask.

"I don't know where the North Glass girl and a Qingdao friend are, they breathe, it seems that they are no longer in the sea..."

"They walked away and were driven away by the old man! It’s all because of you! Kid, the old man kindly warned you that the power of reincarnation is not something that your realm can touch. Next time, you don’t have good luck, there is a husband to save. You are the second time!"

Dream Xuanzi dark belly.

The little young man behind him is not high, but every time he does it, it must be a shocking move.

Melt the spirit and dare to think about the line, the gods dare to ring the reincarnation... People say that young and frivolous, but this youth, is not frivolous, too mad...

This is not surprising... After all, the past life of Ning Fan, dare to fly to the Heavenly Palace.

In his life, he has never dared to follow the words. As long as he is likely to succeed, he is willing to try.

Instead of considering failure, consider how to avoid failure.

Asked Dao, it is a giant peak of seven million feet.

Dream Xuanzi has a sleeve, and the world is shaking. It seems to be rippled. The two have crossed countless distances and appeared in the cliff.

This kind of idling speed is really only seen in Ning Fan’s life, and it is much higher than the old devil...

Ning Fan can imagine that the old devil in the lower bounds, in the upper bound, the official position may not be large... at least in front of the Emperor, very small.

The peak of seven million feet, the strong winds of the sky, is enough to scrape away the monks under the gods.

However, Ning Fan’s stance is firm, and the body of Yu’s second life is not white, and he can’t stop the wind.

The peaks are wide open and have purple mist.

Dream Xuanzi is in the footsteps of the purple fog, not tolerant,

"This question is that the cliff is set up by the Emperor, and it is the third step of the martial arts. Well, stinky boy, jump down, smash yourself, then you can turn your mind!"

"Jump down..."

Ning Fan’s fist was slightly gripped, and he went to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

Under seven million feet, it is impossible to see clearly, but it is vaguely visible. It can be seen that the **** bodies and bones of the dense body seem to be the monks who have turned the cliffs in the past and left the tires.

Cliffs, off the tires, if before, Ning Fan may agree with this practice, but after ten steps of the bridge, the reincarnation clock, Ning Fan feels, this asks the cliff, both called the question, it should not be jumping The cliff is so simple, otherwise, why not call it 'Take Fan Cliff'?

The emperor set up a three-step squat, which seems to make the monk cut off the dust and blame, but in the situation where the dust must be in the dust, there is a line of chance, only the unscrupulous dust can seize the opportunity.

Ten steps and one illusion, Jun Mo turned back... But Ning Fan turned back and his mood improved greatly.

The cycle is ringing. The monarchy is empty... But the way of Ning Fan, not only does not become empty in the reincarnation bell, but instead glimpses into the reincarnation, realizes the dust, the heart is more determined, the air transport is also changed, and the pressure is also improved.

Every step is organic, and the opportunity seems to be a reward for the emperor to dare to keep the hearts of the monks.

Emperor. Yi Sifan... Because of the dust and the struggle, he is so powerful.

The monastic repair, after all, is a strong heart, which is the feeling of Ning Fan on the Ten Step Bridge.

When the cliff is self-defeating, it really needs cowardice. The timid person will not dare to jump when he sees a height of seven million feet.

But do it yourself. Whatever the reason, they are escaping, escaping themselves, and escaping from the weak themselves. Escape from humble self...

Weakness is shameless, humble and shameless, and ** is not shameful... With these, talent is human!

Even if it is a fairy. But one of the cents, the actual left half, is still human!

At that time, I was in the ghosts. The ugly Han Yunlie asked Ning Fan a question, what is Xian.

At that time, Ning Fan only answered with the insights of the ancient memory.

Xian, is the person standing on the mountain!

Now, Ning Fan is standing on the mountain, standing on the edge of the cliff, and his heart, suddenly, has an unprecedented understanding of this sentence.

Standing on the mountain, it is a fairy.

When you go down the mountain, it is a person.

This is the road to comprehension that Xianhuang believes.

He took a breath and didn't jump. The impatient color of the dream Xuanzi turned into a slight approval.

His intolerance is all loaded, he just wants to test the school Ning Fan, can see the true meaning of the cliff.

"You, why not jump! Why not take off the tires!" Dream Xuanzi asked with a deliberate voice.

"Why do you want to jump!" Ning Fan looked up at the sky and saw the light.

"I stand on the mountain, it is a fairy! Since it is a fairy, how come the child said! This mountain is also a metaphor, as long as the mortal puts the state of mind on the mountain higher than the fairy... he is the fairy! ”

How can a butterfly fly to heaven with the mortal body?

Because this butterfly, I never thought of the difference between Xian Fan, in the eyes of the butterfly, it is itself, this is the fairy on the top!

It may not have mana, but the state of mind is more proud than any real fairy!

"I am the butterfly! I am here, do not jump off the cliff... I want to be here, ask!"

At the moment when the sound came out, Meng Xuanzi laughed.

"You, it really is the enchanting talent! When the old man asked the cliff here, hesitated for seven or forty-nine, only to see the true meaning, without jumping the cliff, but within a short period of time, you will see the key... you are qualified Ask here!"

Dream Xuanzi just said nothing, Wanzhang cliffs, purple fog cage, illusion.

At this moment, the eyes of the dream Xuanzi rise to an unprecedented level of seriousness.

"Ask the illusion, this is the three steps, the only step that can increase the cultivation! The monk repairs it, it is the heart! If the heart is strong, the mana will rise! So, when the monk is repaired across the seven realms, one step If you want to stand on the peak, you will rarely take medicinal herbs and spiritual cultivation. Those are all means of using foreign objects. To reach the peak, you must have a firm heart like this seven million feet. !"

"While you demonize the gods, but because of the human body, the mana is your root. Within the illusion, every time you stay for a day, the mana can increase ten, six hundred years... six hundred years, a reincarnation, One day is a round of reincarnation... an ordinary monk, who can support for six days, but rarely lasts for seven days... The old man, who passed the 97th, can support you for a few days!"

Within the purple fog, Ning Fan’s eyes are stunned and appear in a bamboo fence.

He holds a porcelain bowl in his hand and holds chicken food, but he is a child of seven or eight years old.

He stared at the chicken food, felt himself, and forgot something important.

"I remember, I should be asking for the cliff, ask... Hey, ask what the cliff is, ask, what is it..."

Forgot, everything is forgotten. In this illusion, everything goes by, it seems like a dream, like a dream.

"Where, I quickly fed the chicken, took the basket of eggs, and gave it to Mr. Li, and learned the words, and saved you from doing nothing today..."

A woman in a burlap old clothes, carrying a basket of eggs, did not get angry in the hands of Ning Fan, and immediately, pets touched the head of Ning Fan.

"Stupid child, is it in a daze?"

This woman is a child mother and lives with her children.

Although her clothes are old, her face is like a dusty jewel. It is a famous beauty in the village.

Its name, Ning Qian...

Ning Qian is angry and funny, her own child, always loves to be dazed, every time she is in a daze, she still claims to be a god.

In the world, what are the gods...

"Don't be in a daze, go to the master, read the word..."

"But, I really dreamed that I became a god... I still dreamed of a paper crane and became the daughter of the Emperor..."

"Stupid child, that is a dream... Paper crane is a carpenter of Wang Carpenter, who will be the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven... Go, read a book, and have a skill in the future. Mother will help you with Wang Carpenter..."

"Yes, mother..."

The child took a basket of eggs and his expression was slightly lost.

He looked at the purple flowing clouds in the sky, a little doubt.

"Those killings are dreams..."

"Here, I have a mother, a paper crane, very happy, but should, forget something important..."

"What is it..." (To be continued.)

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