Grasping Evil

Time is like water, in the blink of an eye, it has been a month.

For a month, Ouyang warmed up with two little girls on the day and went out to play.

The two little gimmicks are playful tempers, and the hairballs are also unsatisfied, but Ouyang warms not.

She just didn't want to stay at home, disturbing Ning Fan.

For a whole month, Ning Fan held his hand in the courtyard and always looked at the grass.

Compared to a month ago, it was completely unresolved.

"do not understand..."

Long sigh, Ning Fan's sleeves are windy, blowing a place of grass ash, think about it, push the door out.

There is no day in the blood, only the night.

In the city of Zhiliu, the lights are bright and bright, and lanterns are lit outside the house.

Since January, Ning Fan has been out of the house for the first time. For the first time, he calmed down and went to see the difference in Zhiliucheng.

Shuliucheng is different. People are different, and the atmosphere of monasticity is different. It is very different from the outside world.

Occasionally, mortals come to this city to sell everything in the night of Long Street.

Fruits, jewellery, snacks, paper baskets, and even pinch sugar.

The monks did not blindly pursue the cultivation, they would travel, they would also distract themselves, and they would buy those useless things from the mortals.

Several people in the dynasty are sitting on the street stalls, eating hot noodles, laughing and talking about the harvest of the beasts in the blue sea today.

A pair of puddles hold each other's hands in the night, affectionately, and stay in the night.

A middle-aged man who is a mature man, holding a child with a tiger head. Beside a gentle woman, standing in front of a sugar man paving. Resist the temper, waiting for the mortal to pinch the sugar.

"With sugar people, you can't cry, do you know?" The middle-aged man covered the child's face with a face full of scum, his eyes full of pets.

"Well, the hill promises to never cry again! The hill will go home with the mother!" The child promised.

Go home, go home, go home...

Ning Fan is cold and ridiculous. Suddenly touched...

For the monk, how luxurious is the home.

Home... The monks are homeless and homeless. Wherever they go, they are home.

The monks of the four days and nine circles have no home, but the monks of the Beidou blood world have a home.

Here, it is the home of the Beidou people.

The atmosphere here. really good.

Ning Fan looked at the little boy with some envy, and rarely smiled.

This smile is not a disguise!

After laughing, Ning Fan was surprised.

After the seven emotions, he smiled out from the heart for the first time!

He suddenly looked up. Looking at the Big Dipper on the night sky, it seems that I have realized what I know and I don’t know.

The Beidou blood world is fundamentally different from the Dongtian fairy world because it is different. Ning Fan can laugh!

Here, Ning Fan was supposed to destroy the seven emotions. Just a little bit remodeling!

Although there are white days in four days, the world is too dark.

The blood world is only dark, but there is human warmth.

If you can be safe, you will be home.

"Family..."

It is no wonder that the warmth of the three women and one beast likes to plant the city of Liu, like the **** world of Beidou, the music here is not thinking.

The Beidou blood community is indeed a good place.

Ning Fan walked through the long street, walked through the misty night, and walked through the lights of thousands of households.

There are lanterns hanging outside the house, and there is a miss in the bonfire of the lantern.

Mother expects son, wife hopes, son hopes father...

"Family..."

Tens of lights reflected in Ning Fan's eyes, and Ning Fan's eyes gradually added some unclear and unclear emotions.

Unconsciously, it has been to the inner city of Zhiliucheng.

Here, a towering tall willow has a long history, according to Ning Fan’s guess, it is the willow that the giant gate kills the emperor.

Among the giant willows, there is a hidden road of life and death, letting Ning Fan's eyes flash.

However, this Liu’s meaning to Zhiliucheng did not enlighten, but made a wish.

In the vicinity of the giant willow, a temple was built.

In addition to the temple, many tourists have vowed before the giant willow, and there are also beautiful women who pray in front of the giant willow.

Next to the giant willow, there are seventeen eight stalls, the stall owners are all monks, here for tourists to sign, unsigned.

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly swept away, and the seventeen eight stall owners had different degrees of power.

Although not strong, it also shows that these stall owners are here to solve the problem, not to swindle money, but to have real skills.

"This little brother, do you want a sign? The old man is the strongest person in this city. He is the best person to cancel the issue. He is especially good at the marriage sign, the lucky sign, and the life check. '. Ten pieces of Xianyu solution, the first sign is free, hey, not expensive and not expensive."

An old man in a yellow robe, when he saw Ning Fan's eyes swept, only had a business door, and immediately walked over with a smile, boasting.

Although the shape is wretched, the power of the person on this person is indeed the strongest in this place, and the repair is not weak. It is the eight layers of cultivation.

It’s not expensive to sign a 10 cents jade.

Ning Fan took out the twenty cents and handed it to the three signs.

Twenty Xianyu, enough to ask for three signs, after all, the first sign is free.

After receiving the money, the old man in the yellow robe laughed even more wretchedly. He took Ning Fan to the booth and handed one of the three signs on the booth to Ning Fan.

"The first sign, the marriage sign, the little brother and ask for a sign, the old man will be the one for you."

The old man of Huangpao couldn’t see the greatness of Ning Fan, and only regarded Ning Fan as a common cultivator in the city.

Ning Fan nodded and was about to shake the sign. Suddenly, a group of teenagers walked toward the booth.

This group of teenagers is the group of people who once provoked Ning Fan.

The head of the black boy is full of anger, not yet approaching, the voice first came, "Yu three sign! What kind of **** sign you gave to the little master! Ten days ago, you said that the young man is a fortune, when it is a big chance, Xiaoye took people to go to Bihai to seek opportunities, and almost died in the blue sea. The chance of shit! Let Xiaoye uncheck the money back!"

When I saw this group of imposing teenagers, I immediately changed my face at the signing of the three. The look was a bit flustered, and it was actually preparing to collect the road.

"Want to run!"

The black boy sneered. A wave of hands, the teenagers behind them pulled out their waist knives and quickly surrounded the booth.

After three signs of bitter laughter, he ran to the black boy and lost his smile. "Yin Erye is angry! This is a signing, sometimes accurate, sometimes not allowed. Keke... This can't blame the old man for not signing the solution. it is good..."

"Hey, I still want to argue! Oh... you, you are!"

The black boy sneered and was preparing to repair it in three signs. He suddenly found Ning Fan in front of the booth, and his expression suddenly shocked!

The arrogant look is full of awe.

Signed in three.

In his impression. The black-haired boy, but this is a tyrant of the city of Liu, who used to repair a nucleus of nine layers to hurt a very early stage of the spirit, quite powerful.

In this fragrant and sacred city of Zhuliu, there is hardly any daring to dare to provoke a black boy, and the black boy is also extremely arrogant in the weekdays, that is, he encounters a strange spirit. It won't give you any good looks.

However, at this moment, the young boy in black looks at Ning Fan's eyes, with a strong awe!

I can't imagine the three signs, what is Ning Fan's cultivation, and it can make the black boy show awe!

Late in the spirit? The peak of melting? Or the legendary Jin Dan realm!

"I am asking for a sign. I don't want anyone to bother." Ning Fan looked at the black boy, faint.

"Understand! Small people. Put away the waist knife, keep the booth, no one is allowed to disturb the big brother to ask for the sign!" The black boy gave a command, a group of teenagers immediately received the knife, respectfully standing side by side, no one dared to disturb.

The black-haired boy stunned his eyes with a three-shot sign, and said coldly, "Give me a big brother to cancel the sign! The solution is not good, the little man cuts you!"

"Big... Big Brother?! This little brother, no, this uncle, turned out to be your big brother!"

For a moment, I was deeply convinced by the three signs that Ning Fan is definitely a master of Jin Dan!

There was once a young man who was looking for a black boy. He wanted to accept a young boy in black and was rejected by a teenager.

The black boy is too proud of his temper, and even the peak of the spirit is not willing to recognize him as the eldest brother, but he will recognize Ning Fan as his eldest brother, which means that Ning Fan is stronger than the peak of the spirit!

Stronger than the peak of the spirit, not what the Golden Eagle can be!

At the thought of immediately canceling the sign for a Golden Dan, the three signs could not help but sweat.

This is a trouble, the solution is not good, it will not be destroyed by Ning Fan...

Ning Fan brows slightly wrinkled, he does not know when he became the big brother of this black boy.

Ignore the black boy, Ning Fan closes his eyes and shakes the sign.

After the interest rate, shake out a sign.

Picking up the bamboo stick in the palm of the hand, there is only one row of weird symbols on the bamboo stick, no words, different from the mortal sign.

The eyes swept the contents of the bamboo sticks, closed the eyes in the three signs, and pointed to the count, suddenly picked up the Zhu pen, brushed a poem on a piece of yellow paper.

At this moment, he was immersed in the power of the heavens, and he did not know what he was writing.

When I opened my eyes and looked at the contents I wrote, I immediately looked ugly at the sign of the three signs, and it was even worse.

‘Thousands of worlds are lonely, and they are forbearing to see the red and dust, and the red is like a cloud, and half is a confidant. ’

"What is the solution?" Ning Fan asked faintly.

"This sign, this sign..." I don't know how to say it in the third sign.

"Big brother let you cancel the sign, you will quickly release the sign! Then drag and pull, Xiaoye will cut you adult sticks immediately!" The black boy was cold and cold.

"Cough, I solve, I solve... This is signed in the marriage sign, it is ... under the sign. From the signing, the uncle is afraid to go through a long lonely, can get a good marriage. And this grandfather is more than a woman, afraid that there are many women. Unfortunately, some of these women are confidants, some are enemies... In short, the marriage is frustrating..." Yu Sanzheng said.

"Crap! My big brother is a fairy-like figure, how can the marriage sign be the next sign!" The black boy glared at the three signs, and he could not wait to cut him immediately.

Ning Fan was slightly surprised to see the three signs, the heart of this person's solution is very accurate.

Speaking of it, although there are many red faces around me, many of them have changed from enemies to confidants.

"The solution is good."

Ning Fan faint words, like the sound of the sound of the sky, let the three signs look great.

What he fears most is that Ning Fan is dissatisfied with the settlement. Now it seems that Ning Fan is very satisfied with the signing.

As soon as I heard Ning Fan’s words, the black boy took all the anger. Did not continue to be difficult to sign three.

Ning Fan feels satisfied, Ning Fan is the big brother he identified!

Big brother is satisfied. As a younger brother, there will naturally be no dissatisfaction!

The first sign was signed, and the second sign was handed to Ning Fan.

This sign is for luck.

Ning Fan shakes out a sign, and in the third sign, it is a slap in the face, a big stroke, writing a poem on yellow paper.

‘Before the purple day, the sun is shining, and the black mans are stained. The makers of the machine are thinking about it. ’

Put down the pen. At the end of the three signs, I opened my eyes and saw that I was writing and scared me.

Big fierce, fierce! This sign is even worse than the next sign, how to solve it will not anger Ning Fan!

"As it is, I will not be like you." Ning Fan looked at the panic of the three signs, faint.

"Yes. This sign. Is the sign of the big murder. From the signing of the article, the uncle you are a good fortune, Fukuzawa is infinite, but for some reason, the number of changes, Fukuzawa lost. The haunted. From then on, the opportunity You have no chance to go out, you need to be careful when you go out, and if you are not careful, you will be bad because of the number of people. When you are killed, the corpse is dying..." Truthfully explained.

"Crap! You dare to curse my big brother to die!" The black boy was furious!

Ning Fan waved his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

Precise, really accurate.

This can be calculated in three signs to calculate his own purple.

But unfortunately, this is not a black pass to the purple.

If you can't figure it out, if you can figure out your own changes in gas transportation, Ning Fan will have to worry about it.

"The next sign, what is the life?"

Ning Fan Trail picked up the third signing, shook out a sign, and handed it to the three sign to solve.

After signing the sign in the third sign, close your eyes, and Zhu Biao took a wave and solved the third sign!

Open your eyes and look at what you wrote, and you will be scared in the three signs.

The first sign is the next sign, the second sign is the big murder, the third sign... actually the Shura sign!

This sign, the fierce can not be fierce!

‘The best of the group is the devil, and the sorcerer is the sorcerer. It’s hard to ask for the truth in the **** sea. ’

"This sign, this sign..."

"This sign does not have to be solved, I can understand."

Ning Fan put down the sign and turned and left.

In his life, he spent most of his time killing and killing endlessly.

Only for the guardian of the mind, he has already dyed blood, sinful, but how!

This road, he can't avoid it, can't hide!

Walking under the Big Dipper, Ning Fan’s thoughts gradually drifted away.

In the life and death robbery, he heard the story of the Emperor of the Purple Emperor killing the Emperor Ziwei and the Emperor Beidou.

When the Emperor of the Purple Emperor destroyed the Lagerstroemia and the Beidou Xianyu, the killings committed were absolutely not the same.

After the **** sea killing, it was exchanged for the Taiping Shengshi of the Purple Doo.

Zidou is a sin of one person, and it is a great peace and prosperity for the people.

It’s hard to say the merits of Zidou, but Ning Fan understands that he is not as good as purple.

He walked all the way, thinking and thinking only on his own sin, guarding his loved ones.

He does not have such a great ideal to protect the people.

He didn't even have the attachment to kill the emperor, and he would give up all the guardian blood.

He has always been selfish and will never be selfless.

However, at this moment, he had an impulse to make the four days and nine circles of the turmoil become such a peaceful place in the **** world of Beidou.

Let the people in his heart think and love, can live in the realm of comprehension without worry.

Don't worry about someone murdering, don't worry about someone killing, just like a mortal life.

Is this an ideal?

To create a peaceful and prosperous life, to make a happy person happy, can it count as an ideal?

"ideal..."

Ning Fan’s ear seems to echo the swear words of the Purple Emperor.

"Can you have an ideal in your heart?"

"I am as old as you are, and it is just a killing demon. One day, you will have your own opinion on this practice."

In the meantime, Ning Fan seems to hear another voice.

The voice came from the giant willow, and the sentient beings could not hear it. Only Ning Fan could hear it.

That is the voice of the avenue!

That is the sound of the avenue left by the people who have enlightened under the giant willow!

The night is a little stunned, Ning Fan has gone far and far, and looked back, looking at the towering tall willow!

There was once a young boy who had grown into a giant door and planted a willow. Enlighten before the seed.

On his day, he has been dreaming for a long time. The species of willows have already turned into a big tree!

Under the tree, he lamented the passage of time and lamented that ‘wood is still like this, how can people be.’

No one knows that when the giant door kills the emperor, he is quietly sitting under the giant willow!

He entrusted everything to the three generations of the emperor, sitting alone under the giant willow, looking at the giant willow. Looking at the blue sea tide of the year, looking at the green hills of the everlasting night, there is no stunnedness, only full of costumes!

He said the second sentence here, but no one heard it.

That voice turned into a voice. The ancients lived in the giant willow!

"The green hills are still the same, but I am white and gray. It’s really not for years. But people can be old, power can be weak, but hearts can’t die, ideals can’t be destroyed!”

"The old man is dead. Although the Tao is destroyed, the ideal is with the Beidou, and it is immortal!"

A sentence of voice was introduced into Ning Fan's ear, and Ning Fan suddenly looked up and looked at the sky. Long time no words.

At this moment, his way has been sublimated. With qualitative changes, there are signs of solidification.

At this moment, Ning Fan looks solemn, and worships the North Star Stars!

This worship is admiration and admiration!

Admired is the obsession of the killing of the emperor, and it will last forever in the giant willow!

He finally understood how to prove it.

His way can be seen with countless worlds!

Mountains and rivers, all have obsessions, the world is alive, all have obsessions!

The giant door kills the emperor and has a stubborn heart.

Execution is a way of detaching life and death, and will not disappear with death!

Ning Fan was a butterfly in his previous life. Although he was gray, his obsession has not been scattered.

From the past to the present, his guardian heart has never changed.

Execution, can surpass life and death, can be detached from reincarnation!

If you are in love, then you will be able to laugh when you are in love.

If you are obsessed with it, even if you say it, even if you turn around, you will not die!

For a long time, for a long time, Ning Fan's eyes gradually clear, turned and returned to the mansion.

Outside the gate, two lanterns hang high and ignite the lights.

Here is his home with warm children, cool, purple.

Ignite the lights and illuminate the way home.

Time passed and the year passed quickly.

The fairy grass has not yet grown, but the grain has been harvested and can be used for wine making.

The pupa in the courtyard also re-emerged.

One day, in addition to many temples in the inner city, there was an additional stall.

The stall owner is Ning Fan, he only solves a kind of sign.

Life and death sign!

At his feet, there was a bundle of balsa.

Every time a person is released, he will weave a grass ring!

He wants to put the life and death of others into the grass ring!

For seven days, no one came to find Ning Fan to sign.

On the eighth day, the black boy brought a group of people, pressed a poor middle-aged scribe, to find Ning Fan to sign.

"Big brother! The younger brother heard that you are here to set up a settlement, just a younger brother, a friend wants to find someone to calculate life and death, please help the big brother to help him calculate."

The black boy’s look is respectful, and the middle-aged scribe who was taken is complaining.

He didn't know the black boy at all, when he became a friend of the black boy!

He was just a pilgrimage monk who first entered the city of Liucheng. When he first entered the city, he was arrested by the black boy.

He is just a spiritual husband, who lives on the cultivation of elixir, and does not seek the opportunity to find a treasure.

But nowadays, the black boy forced him to sign, he did not dare not ask.

"I don't know how to charge your death card, how to charge?" The middle-aged scribes smiled bitterly.

"The pulse of the monk, a sign, ten pieces of Xianyu." Ning Fan faint.

"Ten Xianyu, it is not expensive." Middle-aged scribes breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s time to spend ten cents and jade.

After paying ten cents, the middle-aged scribe took the sign and shook it.

Shake out a sign, there is nothing in it, no words!

"Hey... empty sign?" The middle-aged scribe was glanced and looked at the sign, all the signs were blank.

He feels that he has been cheated, and there is no rune in the empty sign. How do you count it? How to solve the problem?

He did not know that all these empty visas were specially made by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan does not know how to calculate, does not know how to solve the problem, but knows how to die.

This secret bamboo stick, and the magical power of death.

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed and he was dying.

On that day, he participated in the dragon-raising conference in the demon world, and he died in life and death, scaring countless powerful people.

Nowadays, he is free to show his life and death and see life and death.

Today, he can only see the life and death of the monk.

This middle-aged scribe is a cultivator, and his life and death, Ning Fan can see through.

"After ten days, you will die in the house, the cause of death is to be killed and killed." Ning Fan faint.

"Haha! Ridiculous! Chen is never close to female color, how can he be killed by people! And my spirit Wuguo is very good, from the no-flower girl, who will pick me up!"

The middle-aged scribes looked at Ning Fan with disdain and decided that Ning Fan was in nonsense.

The black boy is furious, how can he tolerate his own brother being kidnapped!

That is his big brother, a big brother who can scare him with a look!

Even if he faced the grotesque peaks, he was not scared. Ning Fan could scare him. It is absolutely extraordinary. He said that the middle-aged scribe will die, there must be a basis!

I was about to learn the middle-aged scribes, but Ning Fan waved his hand and said, "Ren Li, stop. I have explained his life and death for him. He doesn't listen, he should die, he will die and blame others."

Ren Li is the name of a black boy.

Ning Fan lived here for a year and is familiar with black teenagers.

Although this child has a sultry arrogance, it is not a traitor.

This son screamed at his eldest brother. He listened a lot and he ignored it.

Listening to Ning Fan told himself to stop, although Ren Li was dissatisfied with the middle-aged scribe, he did not dare to teach this person.

He did not listen to anyone's words, but he was obsessed with the words of Ning Fan.

The middle-aged scribes knew that they couldn't afford to be black-haired teenagers and others. Although they were dissatisfied with Ning Fan's indiscriminate signing and defrauding money, they did not dare to make a living and sneaked away.

Many spectator monks have witnessed the process of Ning Fan's settlement. They all share the same view with middle-aged scribes and think that Ning Fan is cheating money.

Only when the three signs are dignified, it is faint to see the extraordinary way of Ning Fan's solution.

Ning Fan's signature is not based on the power of the heavens, but a great supernatural power. He signed the magical power that he could not understand in three!

"Maybe, the middle-aged scribe will really die..." I thought about it in the three signs.

Ten days later, an amazing news spread throughout the city!

A middle-aged scribe was tragically dead, the cause of death was to be recruited, and the murderer was a grass demon!

The middle-aged scribe was the one who had found Ning Fan to sign it!

The grass demon is the kind of medicine he has made!

The grass demon was joined by the strongmen of Zhiliucheng, and Ning Fan’s signature of the accurate thing has been spread throughout the plantation city!

Gradually, many of the strongest beasts who go out to sea will come to find a life and death sign before going out.

No one knows that on the day when the middle-aged scribe fell, Ning Fan compiled the first grass ring!

The grass ring is integrated with the life and death of a middle-aged scribe!

Ning Fan opened his mouth and swallowed it. The grass ring turned into a half black and half white light, and was swallowed by Ning Fan!

And the life and death of Ning Fan Yuan Shen, the moment of swallowing the grass ring, one more!