Grasping Evil

Rather, Fan did not provide an immediate response.

For him, King Ming or Velvetian is just a name, and choosing nothing matters.

But when you think about it, Yu Wang deliberately sent a broken and powerful man to give him the seal. It seems that there are some small issues...

An anomaly is a demon. Between the two titles, most of them have no meaning.

“King Ming... sui hou... so...”

The only difference between the two seals is that they are ‘king’ and ‘horse’.

In the mortal world, the king is the king and the hound is the king. In the realm of cultivation, although there is not so much discipline, Yuhuang deliberately sent Ningfan a seal, and let Ningfan choose one among the Wang Hou, preferring to have to think about one more layer.

Thinking of the man who was Rain King, he preferred to guess implicitly that Rain King was testing him with a seal name.

I also blame Ningfan for fixing the demons all the way too high-profile, inevitably causing Rain Emperor suspicion.

Rain Emperor is worried that Ningfan will become the next cloud of heaven, Zhou Lei Wang, will he be out of control, will he become the next Emperor of the Rain Realm, usurp the Rain Realm...

If he chooses the title of Ming Wang, he will be suppressed and wiped out by Yu Wang's suspicion of ambition.

“Rain Emperor's eyes are too narrow... the position of a Rain Emperor, what can be fought for...”

Ning Fan's heart was disdainful, his mind was not in the rain realm, and on top of the four days, there was no heart to compete with the Rain Emperor for power.

If he had fought against Rain One Day, he would never have fought for power, but for other reasons.

After breaking the mind of Yu Wang, Ning Fan, although he did not despise the person of Yu Wang, would no longer choose the title of Ming Wang, causing Yu Wang suspicion in vain.

Nowadays his biggest enemy is the Demonic Realm Niehuang, and there is absolutely no need to provoke a mugging for a title.

Besides, Ningfan doesn't like the title Ming Wang at all.

Zhou Ming is just his alias. Naturally, he doesn't want to call Ming Wang. Even Feng Wang should have a Ning Wang, right?

There was a decision in my heart, I preferred the cold apathy of the cloud, “Yu Wang really looked up to me, and I was flattered to send a broken strong man to give me the seal... by the way, Yun Daoyou thought, which seal would be better for me? ”

“Cough cough cough... choosing what the seal name is is Zhou Daoyou's own business, my husband doesn't dare to lay his beak on it.” The clouds dried up and laughed.

“Really... then I'll choose sophisticated.” I prefer to speak freely.

“Vegetarian?! Daoyou really chose Vegetarian Hou!!!” The clouds withered somewhat excitedly, some fortunately, and grew long and soothing.

Fortunately... it was the Velvetian seal that Ningfan chose!

If Ningfan chooses the seal of Ming Wang, the cloud lane must follow the will of Yu Wang, ‘quietly' give Ningfan a mark of sin and suppress Ningfan's cultivation into growth.

As if the Rain Emperor had sealed the clouds with his own hands, once again sealing Fan...

Originally, the cloud lane withered and Ningfan had their enemies. I very much hoped that Ningfan would choose the seal of Ming Wang, and then the Emperor would make a mark of sin on Ningfan.

But nowadays, the dead of the cloud has been frightened by Ningfan's art of burning, but how dare you give Ningfan signs of sin?

If the mark of sin fails, and Ningfan does another magic trick to kill him, then his cloud drains and he dies so unjustly...

“Fortunately, the choice is the Sukai Hou seal, so that my husband doesn't have to fight him... so good, so good...”

Rather than notice the subtle expression of the dead clouds, laughing in his heart, the choice of this title certainly hid the heart of evil.

“Now that Daoyou has chosen the Vegetarian seal, the old man will also promulgate another will of the Yunhuang. Oh, congratulations to Zhou Daoyou, the Rain Emperor has named you one of the Lord of the Ninth Hall of the Rain Palace, in command of the Seven Princes. Lord Akaten's letter and the gift of this seal are all in this storage bag. Please laugh, Taoist. ”

The cloud lane died laughing and took out a white storage bag made of rainbow silk and handed it to Ningfan.

This storage bag is of an extremely high quality and may not be broken even by a single blow of refinement, and the gifts it contains are necessarily precious.

Ningfan picked up the storage bag, put it away directly, didn't check it in person, apathetically, “Yunnan, is there anything else?” The intention to send guests has been clearly revealed.

“It's all right, it's all right...” Su-yu, if you stay here, you won't have to give me a ride.

The clouds could not wither laughter, so we could not help but leave the land of the troll sooner.

His half-baked, vain, powerful man, he had ever whispered to people, but today he was really scared by Ningfan.

That blackburning technique will forever become a nightmare in the dead heart of the cloud.

The clouds graciously fisted Ningfan, turning to walk, but Ningfan called.

“Daoist stays. ”

‘Jiggle’!

The clouds burst into desperation and scolded his bad luck. I don't know why Ningfan called him to stay. He was a little scared, but he didn't dare to be half dissatisfied. He laughed. “What else can I tell you? But please state clearly that the husband can do whatever he wants. ”

“Daoist doesn't have to be nervous, I just want to tell Daoist one thing.” Fan Ming was smiling, but the clouds withered and felt a chill.

“What is it...”

“Actually, my real name is not Zhou Ming, but Ning Fan. Please tell Yu Wang, the title of Velvetian Hou, that Ning really likes it. Ning is not used to being an emperor for a lifetime, but if he is forced into extinction, Ning is not guaranteed to do anything crazy. If the Rain Realm is not against me, I am not against the Rain Realm. My ambition, not in the rain! ”

Ningfan's words entered the dead ears of the cloud, as if thunder had struck, which shook him deeply!

The dead clouds are not surprised by Ningfan's real name. For the monks, the name is just a name, and there are few aliases.

It was the tone and expression of Ningfan that drowned the clouds.

What Fan said seemed inconsistent, but the clouds withered, and Fan rather was placing cards on the Rain Emperor.

His aspirations are not in the rain. He has no desire to crush the status of the Emperor!

There is a crazy obsession in his words, which can wipe out all the enemies in front of him!

At this moment, the clouds withered and felt a sense of danger again from Ningfan.

Even if he is strong enough to break the heavens into pieces, once he is against Ningfan, he will die without a burial place!

“You, go! ”

Ningfan snubbed to send the guests, the cloud drained and woke up, holding his fists together and hurried away.

At the moment when he turns around and leaves, the cloud bites his teeth and swears that he will never sin again in his lifetime!

Even if at this moment Ningfan is still less than the cloud, the cloud will not dare to dwarf.

The cloud drains with a strong feeling... that one day Fan will grow to the point where he can only look up!

Hiss!

A troll monk monk stares at what they see!

The dead-end real-life man of the shattered realm of the house laughed at Ningfan to make reparations, and was called by Ningfan to come and wave away!

Others heard that Ning Fan was given by the Rain Emperor to seal himself as Lord of the Garden of Souvenirs and the Temple of the Red Heavens. What a joy! I can't help but celebrate!

“Brother Pie, you are so handsome. What kind of spell did you perform before? Is it fairy magic? You scared that cloud lane to death! Teach me, I want to learn too! ”

The bird jumped joyfully into Ningfan's arms and looked at Ningfan with great pleasure.

A magic trick that scares a broken urine. This trick is so sharp, you have to learn it!

“Can't you learn...”

Ningfan photographed the head of a peacock, his eyes swept through a piece of rubble within 10,000 miles, revealing great satisfaction.

Most of these ruins are caused by the art of burning, and the power seems very good.

This time, Ningfan's own blackout technique is a kind of blackfire level fire control technique.

Rather than incorporating the power of rotation in this spell, Fan has incorporated another force.

Obsession, or... belief!

Ningfan incorporated the determination to ignite the moonlight into the spell, bringing the flaming technique to almost the fairy level.

Without that insane determination, the power of the technique would at best be equivalent to virtuality.

The power of the art of burning is terrible indeed, but Fan was helpless to find that his repairs today are not enough to carry out the art as he pleases.

The grade of magic is too high, and Ningfan's cultivation is not enough.

If imposed, it is either counterphage wounded, or the spell is out of control, the summoned black fire butterfly will destroy the enemy with Ningfan.

Ningfan can only cause the Black Fire Butterfly to stir its wings three times at most, and the fourth time it can never be stirred.

The power of the three butterfly wings can frighten the clouds to death, but definitely not kill them.

By now fixing Ningfan, one cannot in any way destroy the weak and powerful. Ridiculous clouds are too frivolous to know that Ningfan did not have complete control of the technique.

“The art of burning can be left as a base card, less than a necessity, less than a necessity, unless I fix it to a higher level...”

Ningfan's inner vision of the body, in the months when his soul split into the imperial tomb, this body healed itself through the art of black stars, and the wound has recovered 78%.

At this moment, Ning Fan can heal his injuries by simply accepting the seven reincarnation dans given by the Thunder Emperor.

Once the wound is healed and some trivial things are taken care of, I'd rather leave...

“Brother, you don't need to explain to the sisters why your real name is‘ Ningfan '...” Xu Qiuling warned.

“It's time to explain it all, it's a long story to start with some junior Shizuku...”

Ningfan smiled slightly, his hands caught the snow and wind, and countless snow and ice condensed into a house, a snow mountain, a glacier.

In an instant, the ruins within 10,000 miles are rebuilt by a magic institute in Ningfan!

Just the style of houses built, mountain river terrain, not the original terrain of the troll, but the mountain waters of Wu Guo and Vietnam.

One mountain, one water, already engraved in Ning Fan's heart...

“Go inside and say...”

...

In just half a month, the name of an unprecedented monk spread through the rain!

Ningfan!

"Lord of the Red Heavens"... Ningfan!

The name is strange, but no one dares to underestimate the new Yuhuang's sophisticated clothes.

It is precisely because of this Vegetarian, that Zhou Ming, the 'honorable', who has frightened countless powerful people in the rain!

Countless monks have begun to spread a song that will be remembered by the lower-ranking monks in the sect, and do not provoke this dressmaker!

The hundreds of monks who survived the Battle of the Hundreds, one by one, returned to the eight hundred cultivars and preached Ningfan's terrible name.

Master Akaten, the blood of hundreds of people!

As soon as the vegetarian clothes come out, the whole world is vegan!

A clear and elegant seal, but falling on Ning Fan's head, became a killer, with almost a halting effect on children.

Zhongzhou Rain Palace, several rain palace lords turned away from the old man sitting on the throne,

“Your Majesty! Nathan is a magic trick, killing countless people, just make him a parish, how can you make him Lord of the Red Temple! If this man comes to Zhongzhou in the future, will he not sit flat with our Brother Xuanmen? ”

“Your Majesty! This man has spoken ill to you, dare to say something 'If the rain realm does not bear me, I will not bear the rain realm' wildly! This child must be cautioned! ”

“Your Majesty...”

The grievances of the Lord of a temple are all toward Ningfan.

The Rain Emperor ignored these people's complaints and remained silent.

His ears still echo the words of the clouds as they wither.

“If the Rain Realm is not against me, I am not against the Rain Realm! ”

“My ambition, not in the rain! ”

The rain was gloomy and uncertain, and he said to himself, "This child does not seem to take the Emperor's heart... but his heart is uncertain... except that this child is of great use...”

Rain Emperor's eyes grew darker and he didn't know what to think.

...

A middle-aged swordsman in white walked alone in a castle in one of the 800 countries of the border.

He had just returned from a ruin. He found a piece of the sword, but was destroyed by the guardian beast, which made him very uncomfortable.

An unpleasant cloud trick, who causes death!

Suddenly, Yuntian stood outside a guest house and listened with slight interest to the chatter in the guest house.

“Did you hear that the honorable man, whose real name was Ning Fan, was now given the seal of the Rain Palace, the Lord of the Red Temple of Heaven, and was given the seal of the Sukai Hou? ”

“Lord of the Red Temple, blood slaughter hundreds. As soon as Vegetarian clothes come out, the world is full of vegetarians! You mustn't mess with this vegetarian! ”

“How dare you threaten the Rain King...”

For a moment, the frozen eyebrows of the cloudy sky spread lightly, and the mood actually improved a little.

“Turns out his name is Ning Fan... Ning Fan...”

...

Wu Guo Haining, inside Ning family, a young lady who attacked the green shirt is practicing in the middle of the closing, suddenly a daughter hurriedly reported from outside Shimen.

“Miss Qing, I heard where Ning Fan is! ”

“Did you find him...” Ning Qingqing suspended Sunday, plain and cold, seemed to have no emotions, only a hint of inner joy hidden deep in his eyes.

Did you finally find him?

“Look, Miss Qing! These are the intelligence of Hou Ningfan in Vegetarian clothes..." Jianzi handed over the information gathered to Yutong to Ning Qing.

Ning Qingqing ran out of Shiguan, hoping to take over Yu Jane, but once he swept the information of Yu Jane, he revealed his disappointment.

“It's not him... it's not him...”

“When he was just a mortal... how could he be a cultivator...”

Ning Qingqing sighed and was full of disappointment.

“The love of the time, the eternal life cannot repay...”

...

In Vietnam, in the city of Seven Plum, a 16-year-old girl, full of snow and white fox joe, eyebrows are pure, alone in the ice and snow with kites, and miss a man.

Suddenly, a man rushed in with a piece of information.

“Master of Paper Crane City, we have information about the prince! ”

“Any more information on Brother Van...”

The girl's heart suddenly missed a beat, dropped the kite, took over the intelligence jade Jane, looked at the content, her eyebrows bent, laughed into the moon teeth, but turned sad.

“Brother Fan... can you come back before the crane knots Dan... the crane doesn't want to forget you... the crane can't kill the demon because it's you...”

That silly little girl was close to knotting Dan and became the owner of the Second City of Seven Mei City and Ning City!

She's in her hometown, waiting for Ningfan to return. Wait for the wind chimes from that bell orchid to return...

No matter how many years I have to wait...