Grasping Evil

"Is this life impossible to pass? If I am going to cross it!"

Ning Fan’s eyes are calm and there is no shaken color. He is very grateful for the advice of the gods, but the words of the gods can not affect his heart.

The **** of the **** glimpsed, and immediately laughed and threw the gourd in his hand to Ning Fandao.

"I don't care about the repair of the Tao. Since the younger friend insists on crossing the truth, the old man will never stop. The match is the fate. This wine is brewed in a fruitful manner, and it will be sent to Xiaoyou!"

Ning Fan took the wine gourd, and God read the spirits and his eyes immediately moved.

Seeking fruit, that is the spirit that can improve the chances of crossing the truth. It is said that it only grows in the wilderness.

The value of seeking a fruit is not lower than that of crossing the truth. These wines contain at least dozens of energy for seeking fruit...

"Thank you for giving a gift to the seniors... not to be indecent, please accept this thing from the seniors!"

Ning Fan received the wine gourd, rolled his hand and took out a fruit, and sent it to the **** of the bird.

The eyes of the gods are still calm, but after seeing the fruit, they immediately moved.

"It’s actually empty!"

The **** of the gods has never expected that a person who knows the true life will have a fruit of emptying.

After a deep look at Ning Fan, the **** of the gods found out that he seemed to have smashed Ning Fan from beginning to end.

The value of a free-spirited fruit is more above those spiritual wines. Ning Fan still uses the fruit of the fruit, and is unwilling to be favored in vain. This is the insistence of Ning Fan... This sub-temperament is not bad.

I dare to give the fruit to myself, not afraid of my own glimpse, indicating that Ning Fan has full self-confidence, not afraid of his own leisurely peaks... It seems that this child is deeply hidden...

A few boatmen on the side of the boat, seeing Ning Fan take a quirky fruit like a trick, has been shocked to close his mouth, I do not know where Ning Fan changed the fruit.

"Predecessors are far from breaking the realm. It seems that it is not far away... I hope this kind of fruit can provide some help for the seniors to break through the realm." Ning Fan smiled deeply.

The **** of the gods was slightly shocked and looked at Ning Fan incredulously. It’s like watching a monster.

He is about to break through the sinister things and not tell anyone. Through the supernatural powers of heaven and man, even if it is a ruin, it is impossible to see his cultivation as an entry... Ning Fan has broken it!

The power of the unity of heaven and man in the body suddenly has a tremor, like what I have sensed from Ning Fan.

The **** of the gods immediately grew up and understood why Ning Fan’s eyesight was so sinister...

"It turns out that the original little friend is also...hehe, hey, the future is awesome. It’s awesome..."

After the sigh of the gods, suddenly looked awkward and asked, "The little friend is a secret person!"

In the view of the **** of the gods, I am afraid that only the top ten secretaries have a small possibility to cultivate the ghosts of heaven and man...

"No."

"Not just good! Hehe... There is a big chance at the moment, just in the hands of the wild demon! Little friends can be interested in the opportunity to join the old man!"

The goddess looked at Ning Fan's gaze, with a bit of sincerity, like a peer.

"The chance? What is the chance?" Ning Fan's eyelids pick a little.

"An unflowered tree... It has been for decades. It must bloom, and it will float in three moments when it blooms. That flower is the chance of heaven! It is not a combination of heaven and man. Don't take it. This flower, otherwise it must die... The monk who has opened the first door of the heavenly man, if you take this flower, you can increase the chance of opening the second door!" The **** of the gods is hot.

"Yes..." Ning Fan’s heart was slightly shocked, but his face was not half-divided.

It is the first time I heard that I could increase the flower that opened the second door of Heaven. If there is such a mysterious thing that the **** of the gods said, it is really a big chance...

"It’s just that the flower is in the hands of the wild demon. If you want to win it, it must be very dangerous. I just met with the **** of the bird. He invited me to take this opportunity. The nature of the fancy cannot be my cultivation. Is my heaven and man united..."

"That is to say. Want to win the flower of this tree, can't you do it alone with a monk and a monk..."

"I am not familiar with the **** of the birds, and the possibility that this person is comfortable with me is not..."

"This opportunity can increase the chance of opening the second door of the heavenly man...just a chance, it is not necessary..."

"The most urgent task is to repair the gods. If there is time, it will be possible to turn the flowers on the river. It is not impossible to do the flowers..."

Ning Fan’s mind flew, after a moment, with a decision, he apologized to the **** of the gods.

"The younger generation still needs to realize the truth, this opportunity, I am afraid that it is innocent to take it..."

Hearing that Ning Fan had refused his good intentions, the **** of the gods was a glimpse first, then smiled and shook his head.

"But the old man will leave the city of Liangliang today and prepare for the flower. When the flowering day approaches, the old man will come to the city again. If the younger friend changes his mind, he can take the flower with the old man. Only the old man is a very low person. I hope that the younger friend can change his mind, hehe..."

The **** of the sigh sighed, no longer mentioning this matter, and took out some spirits, and drank it with Ning Fan on this painting.

It’s hard to talk about it, but it’s still possible to talk about it.

Both of them are monks who open the first door of heaven, and the knowledge is comparable to that of ordinary monks.

The twilight gradually sank, and the **** of the gods had the meaning of leaving, and said goodbye to Ning Fan, leaving the city of Liangliang.

Ning Fan went home, and after a long stretch of time, the heart was completely calm.

The **** of the gods said that Ning Fan is not completely tempted, but he will not care too much.

After throwing things away, Ning Fan began to practice the war gods with one heart and one mind.

Ningjia is separated by a wall. It is a private school. In the evening, many children have scattered school and they are bustling.

There are also vendors who sell goods, sipping, walking through the walls of Ning's house, and there are all kinds of snoring in the city, and they are introduced into Ning Fan's ears. Not only did they not disturb his cultivation, but his heart was quieter.

Ning Fan suddenly realized that some of the great monks loved to choose the land of the city.

The small faintness in the wild, the big hidden in the city... the hustle and bustle of the city, can calm the road.

The noiseless forest is quiet, and the bird's song mountain is more secluded...Ningfan is like a forest. Rushan, has actually achieved unprecedented concentration.

The perfect unity of body, mouth and meaning, at this moment. Ning Fan actually felt that he was closer to the heavens...

The feeling of blending with the heavens and the earth has actually deepened!

Ning Fan suddenly had a hint of enlightenment...maybe. If you have been in this dust for thousands of years, even if there is no chance, he can find the opportunity to open the second door of heaven...

This is the first day that Ning Fan came to the Liangliang.

On the second day, the private school next door suddenly became alive, and countless people from the shackles flocked to see the excitement.

The reason is very simple. The private company came to a new gentleman today. It is the great Confucian Zhao Boyang of Qufu City!

Although Liangliang City is prosperous, there is no great Confucianism.

Zhao Boyang came to this private school to coach, which made many of the Liangliang people rush to send their children to school.

A small private school, how can accommodate so many students.

A few of the great people, together, decided directly to expand the private school into a college.

When the academy is opened, it is natural that there is only one Mr. Zhao Boyang, and you can ask some of the famous men and women to coach.

With only the financial resources of several great families, only one month, a college was built. Only Yu Ning's home is separated by a wall.

The hospital is based on the high point of the cloud.

Although the academy was built, the teaching class has not yet been found. Therefore, there is no school for the time being.

Ning Fan came to Yongliang City for a month.

He occasionally took Liu Yan and Xian Loli to the river to feel the feelings. Most of the time, he stayed at home to retreat.

The appearance of Liu Yan is also top-notch in the realm of cultivation. In this dust, it is naturally a peerless.

Only one month, the city of Yanliang has spread, and the city of Ningsheng has a wife. Born to be a month of shame.

There are rumors, the silver hair Lori is Ning Sheng daughter. From a young age, it is not bad, and growing up is also a woman who is peerless.

Countless places. Looking for it, unfortunately all the scent Loli screamed and cried, and fled in a hurry.

Xian Loli is very boring, very boring!

Although there are broken mines to eat, there are beautiful feelings to sleep, but she is still bored!

Deaf people have become the fun of Xian Loli's pastime.

Every time I see that there is a sly smile on Liu Yan, she will rush up, violent...

Whenever I see a colored old man looking at myself, revealing a perverted and cumbersome smile, she will rush up, violent...

I have gathered dozens of guards and want to come to the field. Not afraid, violent!

The son of the lord of Liangliang was detained, and three hundred officers and men were transferred to encircle themselves? Not afraid, violent!

The name of the violence of Xian Loli was quickly spread throughout the shackles, and no one dared to provoke.

The whole city of Yongliang knows that the city of Ningsheng has a daughter named Ning Xianxian, who is seven years old. He has been taught by the high-ranking people, and the three hundred officers and men are not the opponents of Ning Xianxian...

Regarding the high-profile and violent behavior of Xian Loli, Ning Fan said that he could not stop it and could only listen to it.

The only requirement is not to let Xian Loli show his magical powers and cause killings in Yanliang City.

Compared with the violent Sin Loli, Liu Yan is much quieter. During the day, she seems to have become a wife of Ning Fan, a laundry and cooking, like a mortal woman.

At night, she will wholeheartedly warm up the spirit of the instrument, she found that in the dust to warm the spirit, the speed is faster than the full retreat...

However, she can not be repulsive with Ning Fan, but she does not seem to reject it.

However, this is a pretty city, a world that is ravaged by wild animals, and people are lingering under the killing of wild beasts.

In a month, the beast actually attacked the city seven times.

Every soldier who guards the city greets the wild beast with the mortal body, and Ning Fan will take the opportunity to collect the war-like conglomerate.

On the wall of the city of Liangliang, there are many ancient statues that resemble human beings, and they have the magical power of the devil.

Every time the beast is attacking the city, it will display the power, release the black and red light, and counter the wild beast.

With the ruthlessness of the 汴梁城, even the second step of the beast to attack the city, it is difficult to save the life.

The beasts attacked the city, all of which ended in disastrous defeat. However, before Ning Fan came to the Liangliang, every time the wild beast attacked the city, it could cause certain deaths and injuries.

Sometimes I die, sometimes I die, sometimes I crush a wall, killing and hurting dozens of people...

However, since the arrival of Ning Fan, occasionally shot, the barbarians and officers rarely succumb to the mouth of the wild beast. Naturally, some barbarians who feared the beasts, Ning Fan did not bother to save. He shot, not because of compassion and compassion.

In January. Ning Fan condensed seven pieces of Shangpin Lie Yuanjing, and after swallowing, it actually increased the number of wars to 1,300.

One month. Adding a hundred wars, this speed of cultivation is amazing.

Walking in the city of Yongliang. Ning Fan looked at the wild image that can be seen everywhere, thoughtfully.

Every barbarian city has a temple of sacred gods, and the savage in the temples knows how to make the sacred gods and statues, and to protect the survival of the barbarians.

Quite a very high position among the barbarians, but the quantity is very rare...

A month. For the first time, Ning Fan came to the temple of Yongliang City, and saw countless devout devout people, as well as a skinny man.

There is no cultivation, no mortal, but it can use the power of the people to create a sacred **** and a statue.

That is quite awkward. It is the only temple in this temple. The law is quite idiotic. When Ning Fan arrived, he was holding a knife in the temple hall. His eyes are dead and engraved with a statue.

It is only a piece of dead wood, under his carving. It was gradually more spiritual.

"Sure enough, the reason why the city is like the power of the power, relying on the power of incense?" Ning Fan said to himself.

The idiot turned his head in disappointment and glared at Ning Fan.

He is the only one who is very arrogant in the city of Liangliang. His position is extremely high.

When he carved the image, he did not like anyone to bother, and no one dared to disturb, but Ning Fan broke into his hall. Excuse me to carve the image.

"This is not where you should come, come back!"

Pretty idiots look hard. Actually released a gust of pressure, pressed against the Ningfan.

That is the pressure he used to condense the incense of the barbarians. Almost comparable to the powerful monk, if it is a mortal, naturally can not stop his pressure.

It is a pity that he is so powerful that he can't shake Ning Fan half.

"Where is the incense pressure..." Ning Fan pointed a little, and the pressure of the idiot immediately collapsed.

His gaze was removed from the savage body and landed on a red gold statue dedicated to the temple.

The idiot looked at Ning Fan unbelievably. He couldn't figure out why his own pressure would be ineffective against Ning Fan.

Could it be that the other party is also quite awkward, and the use of willingness to all beings is more powerful than itself?

"The donor is not..."

The idiot was not finished, and was directly interrupted by Ning Fan.

"Beep."

When the voice of Ning Fan fell, there would be a world-like pressure immediately, falling on the idiot.

Being crushed by the pressure, the idiot couldn’t say a word at all, looking at Ning Fan’s look, with deep horror!

"This donor is really pretty, and it is a thousand times more than me!"

Ning Fan did not pay attention to the idiot. He quietly looked at the statue of Chi Jin in the temple. This golden statue is the ancestor of the barbarians.

The image of the ancestors is very similar to the anti-infant. There are two heads, each with a thunder, and it seems like a person who wants to drop a robbery...

From the image of this ancestor, Ning Fan can detect a hint of anti-infant atmosphere, very light, condensed by the power of incense.

"Man, man, robbing... What is the relationship between them..."

"This world, there are too many secrets, I am repaired, far from being qualified to see..."

Ning Fan walked out of the temple and walked along the Weihe River. Outside the house, Zhao Boyang, who left the college, unexpectedly met.

This is the first time Zhao Boyang has come to visit after the completion of the Yunzhong Academy.

Zhao Boyang did not think that Ning Fan would live in a place separated by a wall of the academy. After the surprise, he was overjoyed and even invited Ning Fan to go to the academy to be a gentleman.

Now Yunzhong Academy is advancing to a famous teacher. In the heart of Zhao Boyang, Ning Fan is a great Confucian scholar who is qualified to teach in the academy.

Zhao Boyang’s invitation was declined by Ning Fan’s rumors. Seeing that Ning Fan did not teach and educate people, Zhao Boyang is no longer reluctant to sigh and leave.

Only since then, Zhao Boyang has spared time to find Ning Fan from the next-door college to discuss Confucianism, but it is a postscript.

When the first autumn wind blows into the city of Yongliang, Ning Fan came to the Liangliang, and it has been three months.

The time passed by, the winter of the first year, the cold plums on both sides of the Weihe River were not open.

In the winter of the second year, Hanmei is still not open.

In the winter of the third year, Yanliang City suddenly began to have heavy snow, and the banks of the Weihe River were white and snowy.

Ning Fan has a total of 4,500 battles. The progress of the practice of fighting yin and yang has been completed by 74%.

The more it goes to the back, the harder it is to practice yin and yang. Fortunately, Ning Fan is not in a hurry. He understands the cultivation, but the speed is not up to speed.

The fairy lore has evolved a little bit. The chill of the body's thunder is becoming more and more obvious, and it seems to start chilling. I don’t want to go out when I snow.

In the past three years, Xian Loli has not grown up at half point. Many people secretly speculated that Xian Loli is not eating a sinister scented fruit in the middle of the city, but she can face her.

Liu Yan stayed at home, taking care of the sleepy fairy Lolly, and getting along with her for years, her relationship with this violent little loli became deeper and deeper.

In addition to being a starry spirit. In her spare time, she will weave some cloths like mortal women, embroider some embroidered pieces, and exchange for silver money to spend the day.

Ning Fan wants to transform, she naturally wholeheartedly creates a mortal atmosphere for Ning Fan.

In the snow and snow, on the side of the Yunzhong Academy, the voice of the barbarians was heard.

"The patriot, the ancestor of nature, the ancestor of Wanyu. It is also born in the dust. Death is robbed, everything can't be enforced, and it is ruthless..."

Ning Fan walked out of the house. Leaving a footprint on the snow, it was quickly covered by snow.

The ears echoed the sound of the schoolchildren, and Ning Fan was slightly silent. These children recited the "Ban Zu Jing", an academic classic left by the ancestors of the barbarians.

That savage ancestor, blindly admonish the barbarians to look down on life and death, give up obsessiveness, conform to fate, do not resist...

That snorted. Ning Fan has heard too much and is somewhat bored.

The scriptures of the ancestors. Every sentence is contrary to his way...

Everything is unspeakable and cannot be enforced...

Zu Gong was sealed by Ning Fan. Temporarily closed in the storage bag. Seven colorful arrows are sealed in the body by Ning Fan.

Every arrow spirit contains the power of horror. In the past three years, Ning Fan has refining the first arrow.

The power of true magic in the body has skyrocketed, and these magical powers have been absorbed by Ning Fan and integrated into the Tao. His cultivation is getting closer and closer to the beginning of the crossing.

Nowadays, he has been able to see the true bridge hidden in the fog of the road, but he still can't see through it completely.

And he gradually discovered that there is not only one true bridge hidden under dense fog, there are many...

"Too really, still far away..."

Ning Fan took the wine gourd presented by the **** of the gods, and walked all the way to the river.

The red plum on the shore has already bloomed, looking at the red plum in the snow, Ning Fan thinks of Yueguo, think of Qimei...

The **** of the gods advised him to give up the truth, he will not give up.

The ancestors persuaded the world to let go, and he would not let go.

Because he still has a home, because his home is in the city of Qimei, in Vietnam, in the rain...

He also has family members. He also has things that must be guarded. He has too many things to do, and his execution cannot be put down.

Completing the promise of killing the emperor requires strength; finding the revenge of the emperor who counts his own needs the strength; one day standing next to Luo You also needs strength; creating a world without a world, I don’t know how strong it is. Strength can be done...

Looking at a tree of red plums, Ning Fan lifted the gourd, sipped a sip of spirits, and let the drug of the fruit go into the body.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a laughter that came from behind Ning Fan.

"Uncle and uncle, help the butterfly pick a few plum blossoms, butterfly, want to make a corolla, put on the snowy cow! But the butterfly is short, not enough!"

A two- or three-year-old milk doll, wearing a small red cotton jacket, combing a nursery rhyme, a small face frozen red, and pitifully licking Ning Fan's clothes.

In order to signal that she could not reach the plum blossoms, she licked her little feet and licked it... it was not enough... it was far from enough.

"Oh? It's the little doll..." Ning Fan took the breath, but he recognized the little doll in front of him.

She is the daughter of Zhao Boyang, Zhao Dieer.

Today, she is three years old. She went to the academy with her father. The prostitute didn’t pay attention. She slipped out and piled up a little snowman like a dog on the snow in the river...

"Uncle and uncle, you help the butterfly to pick some plum blossoms, and the butterfly will marry you when you grow up! The butterfly guarantees! Don't believe it!" Xiaodieer vowed to be authentic. q