Grasping Evil

The young man in black glanced at the rain, with an unstoppable atmosphere, almost directly subduing Fan to the ground.

Rather than squeaking, biting his teeth, his inner body was struck by the momentum, and he did not yield.

Young people in black are not answered in any way.

The young man in black smiled slightly, dropped the bar, collected the momentum and re-measured Ningfan.

Long time ago, spit out two words, "Nice! ”

Despite the distraction, the storm was still pouring and he never stopped.

Rather than darkly provoking the power of the Black Star, the wounds in the body healed instantly, silently, sitting across from the youth, asked faintly, "Who are you? ”

“Whoever you say I am... floats like rain, passengers like clouds, roadblocks like blanks, drunk like the truth...”

Young people in black drink alcohol alone and never look at Ningfan again.

The surrounding atmosphere grew stronger and the rain curtain began to pour.

Young people in black put down a half-empty wine bar and whisked their sleeves toward the sky. Suddenly the rain seemed spiritual and flew into the bar.

In an instant, rain in the heavens and the earth stopped, and all the rain was taken away by the youth. And in the bar in front of the youth, there's barely enough wine, and it's still half empty...

“I don't drink wine, I drink rain.” The young man, speaking to himself, suddenly looked up again and turned again to Ningfan Road.

“What a void! ”

Rather than reproducing previous answers, there was no rush to answer the youth's questions or even to ignore the youth.

He seemed to understand something, and there seemed to be another layer of diaphragm that didn't see through.

His sense of fiction has reached the realm of questioning fiction, only half a step away.

Ask the realm of voidness, look at voidness not voidness.

Flushing through the realm of fiction, seeing fiction or nothingness.

Instead of raising his hand suddenly, like the young man in black, he went a little further than the wine, and immediately rained a rain screen around the wine.

“Eight pints of rain...” the young man in black still drinks.

Ningfan did not talk to the youth, bending his hand, and the rain condensed into a crystal clear empty wine bowl.

Then, pointing to the sky, the sky fell into the bar, and the rain stopped again.

Rather than speak at all times, he held up the bar and sat down and drank with the young man in black.

The young man in black revealed a strange colour in his eyes. After a moment, he praised and laughed, "Nice! ”

This is the second time that he praised Ningfan, the first time that he praised him, was the unyielding arrogance of Ningfan. The second time it was praised, it was the enlightenment of Ningfan.

“I just don't know how many days and how much rain you can sit and drink again. ”

I prefer to drink rainwater with my own wine bowl.

The rain is pale and tasteless, but there is a constant rain in it.

One, two, three...

One year, two years, three years...

I prefer to always drink at my own discretion, as the young man in black behaves.

Over the course of each year, the rainfall in Ningfan will increase somewhat.

After each year, Ning Fan's face will be pale, and life will quickly pass away.

...

A year in fantasy is a day outside.

In the illusion, the first sitting is a child, only sixty days have passed from outside.

In the Temple of Rain, all the cultivators are stunned.

Tianzhiguan's fantasy booze is so heavy that it is impossible for a fictional monk to stay in it for more than a day.

Too vain to stay there for three days or so...

“It's amazing how Velveteen stayed there for sixty days! ”

“Since the creation of the Rain Realm, you can stay for sixty days in the Heavenly Gate without a False Monk! ”

The benefactor revealed a heavy colour, and he waited, waiting for Ningfan to defend himself with royalty and counteract the alcohol.

It was just that, from the beginning, Fan had not mobilized the slightest amount of royalty, making him a little overwhelmed.

“How's it going?” The Rain Emperor asked by pronunciation.

“The heavens are closed, there is no vision, just...” The Merciful stopped.

“Just what?” Rain royal eyelids picked.

“His subordinates just couldn't see him through and didn't know what he was doing in Heaven. ”

No one outside understands what Fan is doing.

Only the young man in black, and the only one who drinks rain.

He sat in a wine restaurant for 60 years.

In the thirteenth year, his eight-point rainfall reached seven pints and his face grew pale.

In the forty-first year, his seven-point rain moved to the six-point rank, but his breath was weakening.

In 60 years, his six-point rainfall was almost five, but there was always a diaphragm that could not be broken.

At this moment, Ning Fan is almost in a state of flutter, dying as if he were dying at any moment.

“You've reached the limit...” the young man in black dropped the bar, lamenting, "with your fix to stay here for 60 years, has surprised me that you can leave. ”

Just say it, the young man in black raised his finger and immediately behind Ningfan, a fine rain door appeared.

Perhaps that door is the exit of illusion...

If I did not hear the youth, if I did not see the rain gate beside me, I would forget everything in the world.

In his heart, there was only one tiny tiny wine bar, one that accommodated all the rain in the world.

Sixty-one, sixty-two, sixty-three... preferred to drink alone.

The illusion around him faded away and smoked away, and a drunken schoolgirl slowly disappeared into the illusion.

The city of Bamboo Sea has disappeared, the river has disappeared, the paintings have disappeared, and the whispering of the ears has disappeared...

Between the heavens and the earth, there is only Ningfan left, holding the wine bar, drinking alone.

In front of him, eventually there was only one young man in black, who praised for the third time, "Nice! ”

This is the first hundred years of illusion!

In this year, Ningfan's rainy landscape is just a little short of breaking five!

This year, apart from the young man in black in front of him, Fan collapsed all over Tianguan!

He drinks rainwater in order to imitate the young man in black and enhance his rainfall.

He did not say a word, but understood a false understanding.

Running through the realm of fiction, seeing fiction or nothingness... that's a kind of peep through all the wonders of fiction after the spin of the peak loop.

He did not speak to the young man in black, only because in his eyes everything around him was illusory, only he was real.

The deeper he learns, the fainter the illusions around him, the centenarier he learns, and finally the whole illusion cloud dissipates smoke!

The right door to exit the illusion, not any void door...

And those who prefer to understand are the falsifiers of illusions.

If the illusion is false, he has not entered the illusion from the beginning. Why should he leave?

So when the young man in black showed him the way, he preferred to ignore the door, not the right way...

“Wonderful! After you, the rain realm is no longer closed, this level is ruined! Ha ha, I didn't know there would be such a person in the next life, it's just... frightening! ”

“When I come from the rain and go with it, I will help you to break through the five pints of rain at this moment and give you another drop of rain! ”

Boom!

The young man in black laughed, his figure suddenly collapsed and turned into a little silver rain point, not into Ningfan's body.

In a flash, Tianguan collapses!

In an instant, the hollow sky collapsed, preferring to appear in the rain temple at the same time as Chu Changan!

In an instant, Ningfan surrounded himself with a five-pint rain, sweeping across the rain palace!

“The gates of heaven have collapsed! What exactly did Sui Hou do in it, ruined Tianguan! ”

“The four gates of the heavens and the earth are left behind by Rain Joe, who said in his last words that only those who truly break the mystery of the four gates can destroy the Gate... did Su-ju find the right way to break the Gate? ”

“Five pints of rain! It's amazing how the rain of Velveteen Horse reaches the five-grade level! The Rain Emperor is nothing more than four pints of rain... if Su-yu Hou Yu understood further, wouldn't he be at the same level as Rain Emperor! ”

“Where's Yu Jo? Did he find any photos of Yu Jo in the illusion? ”

Everyone was shocked, even though the Rain Emperor was deeply shocked.

Even more shocked is the Mighty One, the only one who ever watched Ningfan Fantasy!

He doesn't understand what Ningfan is doing. He doesn't understand. He doesn't understand...

The last thing he understands is that Yu Jo's photographs were self-destructive in order to break through the bottleneck of God's will...

“It turns out that man, Yu Jo... thanks...”

Ning Fan spoke to himself. Although he ignored Yu Jo for a hundred years, Rain meant to break five pints, thanks to Yu Jo's help.

Eight pints of rain means it will be upgraded to five pints after passing the Tianguan level.

According to Ningfan's estimation, if the meaning of rain can be cultivated into a state of taste, the technique of rain ancestors can be carried out - peeping rain!

“Oh, congratulations, Sumiho! ”

“I am so ashamed of myself! ”

A compliment rang all around, preferring only a slight nod and not to ignore these people.

He patted the storage bag and took out the Commander of Akaten Temple.

But the Lord of the temple flashed with light, and the value of merit marked on it was more than 10 billion!

“Ten billion kung fu! Sui Hao broke through Tianguan and earned 10 billion kung fu! ”

“In the rain palace, beneath the shattered void, no one is more virtuous than the Vegetarian...”

“Look what the white light is! ”

“It's a clearance reward! ”

“Well... that's... impossible! ”

But when he saw Ning Fan, suddenly the silver light appeared, and then a drop of rain appeared.

It was just a drop of rain, but it had the power of horrible blood, revealing the atmosphere of Vancouver, boiling everyone's blood in the place!

Until this rain drip, the Rain Emperor couldn't calm down!

“Yu Jo's blood rain! Why... why this subdistrict magic repair is so gifted... the Emperor does not understand! ”

In an instant, the drop of rain did not enter Ningfan's body and dissolved into Ningfan's veins.

Ning Fan looked at himself suddenly and shocked his eyes.

It's a drop of rain, a drop of rain, the blood of Joe!

One day, if you can fix the rainfall to a sufficient level, you can gradually refine it and eventually turn it into a drop of the blood of the ancestral gods!

At that time, the Divine Bloodline of Ningfan would ascend step by step to the rank of... ancestral blood!

Of course, if the rain is not enough to refine it, it will not benefit you...

“This son shall have the blood of his ancestors, and no one shall seize it... and if one day this son is given refinement, he shall have the blood of his ancestors...”

“How can there be ancestral blood... this is impossible! ”

Rain Emperor can't hide his jealousy of Ningfan. His divine blood is only real blood, not even the king blood god...

Just jealous of Ningfan, there's nothing he can do. Rain Joe can't take it away. This is Ningfan's chance, not his Rain Emperor...

Concerned about the background of the Ningfan Dark Demons, the Rain Emperor coughed a few times, stopped the discussion of the Rain Temple, and forced out a few smiles.

“Oh, Sumiho, it took a hundred days to break through the first level, a little longer. Though for my elder brothers, it's not a one-time game, but let's start the second level examination early! ”

The Emperor Yu had just said that, in the four great shattered voids, the cloud lane walked out with a cold face, and he would test Ningfan presidency.

“It is said that the Red Demon King, raised with the hands of a dead man, was slaughtered by the Sumiho... and it is not known whether today the dead man will be the Sumiho? ”

“Dead people always say they have to fix vegetarian clothes in customs...”

Some weirdo speculated, talked about.

The cloud lane withered, unhappily snorted, and the broken air dissipated. Immediately, all the old freaks of refinement and falsehood were born, and they dared not argue.

The clouds were very cold, his eyes were scary enough to devour people, and he did not dare to provoke him.

His cold eyes swept towards Ningfan and he was smiling deeply at Ningfan.

For a moment, the clouds that had a cold eye withered, squeezed out a few smiles, opened a hole in the sky door, and laughed at Ning Fan, “Cough cough... endless sea farewell, Vegetarian Hou Feng still. Well, the land is under the control of the old man, and the test is the strength of the monk's heart, which... also looks forward to the exam of the old man, don't use the Great Divinity, it's too dangerous...”

A lot of the old monsters who know the dead personality of the clouds are about to drop their chins.

Didn't he have a personal problem with Ningfan?

After all the clouds died, Ningfan was asked not to use the Great Divine Channel to say what danger... he was afraid of Ningfan? Why is that?

Why would a broken monster be afraid to ask an emptiness junior?

These old monsters will not understand how afraid of Ningfan has been since the clouds withered and burned by the art of burning.

That fear can only be understood through experience.

Ningfan nodded and walked as the clouds withered into the optical gate, entering the cavernous space at the end of the earth.

Looks like the clouds are dry and have learned to behave. This exam will not make him trip.

Unlike Chu Chang 'an, the cloud lane has nothing to say to Ningfan or even dare to spend too long alone with Ningfan.

After entering the cave sky, the cloudway withered and laughed, promptly provoking the mirage, illusoring the illusion of the second level.

The scenery in front of him changed in a hurry, and the light flashed. Ningfan appeared beneath the foot of a giant mountain.

This giant mountain doesn't know how tall it is and can't even see the top.

There is only one mountain road to the top of the mountain and the road is covered with jade steps.

The whole illusion is empty, and this prohibition is more than enough to break, but once it breaks, the second level test will fail.

The test of the second level requires climbing to the top of the mountain at all costs.

No matter how dangerous the journey is, how difficult it is to climb, how tempting it is, it cannot be retreated, nor can it be taken by chance.

Even if the mountain doesn't have a summit, even if it doesn't have an end, it can't stop...

If you have such perseverance, you can only pass the Taoist heart!

If your heart is not strong, how can you pursue a path as small as smoke?

“This is the ‘Dao Mountain’ where Rain ancestors stand on their own. The jade step is the 'Dao Ladder'. Every time you climb a step, you get older. There will be a lot of danger along the way, so be careful. ”

After all, the clouds are still preaching a little bit about Ningfan. Do you want to ease the relationship between the two?

Ning Fan raised his mouth gently and stepped onto the first step of the ladder. In an instant, his life passed a little...

One day's life is missing!