Grasping Evil

Instead of turning into a glow, it disappears into a faint night.

When it reappeared, it appeared outside a golden palace in Kishui City, a palace for visiting the city's brothers.

Ningfan paid Xianyu and chose a room to rest.

He had warned the Fusan people to watch out for Paris, did their best, but did not want to intervene in the resentment of Fusan and the two communities.

He raised a great deal of cruelty to the Parisians, that cruelty, that sign of viciousness all figured out...

Ningfan sat alone in the room, silent, after a long time, suddenly ten fingers pinched, surrounded by the heavenly blue three pints of rain.

Outside the window is Xiao Xiao Bamboo Forest, with a slightly cooler night breeze, with Ningfan rain spreading away, the night sky outside the window at this moment, suddenly falling constantly light rain.

This is Ningfan spying on the outside world...

He tried to merge the three days of rainfall to make the whole kingdom of Makino cover, sneak a peek at the Puerto Ricans and explore the details of the people.

Without understanding the root cause of the omen, I would rather not be relieved.

The rain curtain gradually spreads, falling all the way down to Kwai Shui City, then falling in the middle of Kwai Shui City and falling down to the far reaches.

Gradually, within 70 million miles, it's all raining like Su.

A lot of the brothers in Jishuicheng are very strange. Ji Shui City is blocking the wind and rain, why does the city rain for no reason...

Nobody knows, this is Ningfan's speculative rainstorm, this rainfall is silent, this technique does not reveal a trace.

At this moment, the clouds of the night sky are his eyes!

At this moment, the weaving rain is his reading!

Ningfan's mind spreads in the night, but where the rain falls, it is the place where it takes root!

Millions of miles, 2 million miles... 10 million miles, 20 million miles... 70 million miles!

Gradually, within 70 million miles of each other, up to the Surrey Mountain River, down to the Grassy Wood Ants, are all in the mindset of Ningfan!

Even though he is a monk with a broken sky, he can only cover millions of miles.

But at this moment, Ningfan's mind covers an entire 70 million miles of land!

“The rain of the next day... the rain of the sun! ”

Ningfan's fingertips changed, then strangled the sunny rain, and merged the sunny and haotian rain.

Along with the merger of the two rains, the clouds float farther away, and the fine rain extends farther away, to 300 million miles away!

The rain of loneliness can cover 70 million miles of land.

Two-day rain can cover 300 million miles of land.

Three days of rain will cover billions of miles!

With the power of three pints of rain, it is not difficult to blend the rain of the next day, and he can blend the rain of up to three days!

“Three days of rain! ”

Ningfan's fingertips changed again, pinched the fingertips of the red sky rain, and made the three kinds of rain technique completely merge.

Three days of rain fused together, draining all the powers of Ningfan!

At this moment, the rain curtain extends beyond a billion miles, leaving the entire pastoral kingdom in the glow of rain.

At this moment, rainwater permeates the entire ranch land, spying on thousands of trees of all sizes... even the Parisians are under Ningfan surveillance!

The Parisians are located in the southern realm of the Ranoma Nation, in Query City.

It rained heavily in Query City, and every drop of rain seemed like a mystery to me...

Silent rainfall immerses the city of Query with a view of the city.

At night, the atmosphere in Query City is very strange.

A Parisian walks like a walking corpse, each with a blind eye, guarded in Query City, no one has a Numen and a demon!

In the heart of Query City, there is a huge palace.

In the palace, the Parisian king, sitting alone in an empty palace, like a sculpture, with his eyes open, silent, without any expression on his face...

Without the invincible atmosphere of return around the King of Paris, Ningfan would almost think that the King of Paris was a sculpture.

“Is he the king of Paris...” preferred a slight indulgence.

This time, the rainstorm spy on the Palais, preferring to find that the King of Palais, though strong, was not enough to give him any sense of danger.

Behind the Paris clan, there is no great danger, but it is not the Paris King or the Paris themselves...

Rather, Fan dispersed the rain and retrieved the divinity from the whole of Makino.

He did not find any dangerous figures among the Puerto Ricans and could not find the source of that heinous omen.

But in a moment of retreat, I'd rather hear a dreamy, sad bird whimper from Ji Shuicheng...

The scream only slightly lowered its voice, as if it were far away from here and very close, such as whispering in the ear.

The mourning seemed to have endured a great deal of pain and seemed to contain a great deal of remorse.

The scream seemed to remind Ningfan of something,.. and the screamer seemed to feel Ningfan's terrible departure from his ancestral blood, so he spoke out to remind him of something...

Only one scream, but it caused Ningfan's silent withdrawal from the demon blood to suddenly heat up, causing the demon blood to resonate slightly!

“Is that the sound of disengagement?! No, unlike, there's a slight difference between being uprooted... that's the sound of ‘evil divorce'! ”

Fall apart! Fall apart! Fall apart! Evacuation was the watchdog of Heaven in ancient times!

Sinness is a sinner who leaves the clan, but every traitor who leaves the clan will be deprived of blood, planted with signs of evil, devalued into sin, forever a slave of evil...

There is a wonderful colour in the eyes of Fan Fan... is there a sin in this city of Jishui...

He took the Dan medicine and breathed the magic. After a long time, he carried out another speculative rainfall technique to blend the three days of rain.

He wanted to hear if there were any evil sounds in Jishui City, but this time, he couldn't hear any more...

“Is there any evil in Ji Shuicheng? ”

Rather than frowning tightly, he could no longer hear the second sinful cry.

The sound of a sinful cry echoes in my mind. This cry makes me feel a little uneasy in my heart, but I don't know why...

Sweep away the thoughts in your heart, and Ningfan quickly worked out a plan for the next step in your heart.

It will be another month before the bamboo emperor orders the healing of the ancestral bamboo tree.

If the ancestral bamboo can be cured, Ningfan will be rewarded with the tree ancestral fruit, raising the meaning of rain to two.

He flipped out nine kinds of six-transfer formulas from his storage bag. There are inferior ones, there are medium ones and there are fine ones.

These Dan medicines recorded by Dan Fang are all Dan medicines that contain wood spirits and can heal various injuries, diseases, and poisons of Tree Demon Tree Demons.

I would rather not know what disease Zuzhu has, so I naturally cannot medicate the symptoms.

He decided to refine all kinds of medicines for wounds, diseases and detoxification in case of need.

Ningfan for seven consecutive days, in the Xuanyin realm, four different types of hexa-transfer injured and detoxified dan were refined.

There are five other Dan formulas, and the required Pokémon is not available.

Leaving the temporarily occupied Golden Palace, Ningfan intends to purchase the necessary psychotropic medicines for alchemy in Jishuicheng shops.

The sight of the monk along the way revealed deep awe.

He turned a blind eye to the reverence of these monks and went straight to the largest shop in the city.

The largest shop in Jishuicheng is called the Starpicking Building, which is owned by the Makino Starbucks.

The ancestors of the Xingbai clan, the three elders of the Bamboo Palace, were a broken monk.

The star picking building is getting taller and taller, with dozens of floors, outside the building guarding the four early Tree Demons, all of them extremely arrogant.

If you do not possess the background of a fictional force, or are a fictional monk of your own, and you are not allowed to enter the star picking building, you will be blocked by the Tree Demon.

Ningfan was not prevented from doing so. At the first sight of Ningfan, the four Divine Guards immediately swept away their arrogance and revealed their most respectful expression.

“Does Master Lu want to buy Psychotropic Alchemy, Dan Fang, or Finished Dan Pharmaceuticals? I picked the star building as Ji Shui's number one merchant. Dan Fang, Ling Yao, Dan Yao should have everything. Whatever the master needs, he will surely return to the satisfaction of the master! ”

“Oh? Whatever I need, do I have a star picking building? I wonder if there's a seven-rotation superior healing dan in the star picking building?” Ningfan glanced at the top floor of the star picking building with a few smiles.

He said it was a joke and didn't think there was a seven-rotation superior cure in the star picking building.

His joke was not directed at the four Shinigami guards, but at some old monster on the top floor of the star picking building.

He only mentioned that he had not forgotten to help Mink find herbal medicine for her injuries.

Ning Fan opened his mouth and demanded seven rounds of Pindan medicine. The four guards immediately revealed their bitter laughter.

They picked out the star building, but even though they had all the dandruff and psychotropic drugs, it was just about everything for a fictional monk.

Seven shifts of premium healing and injury dan medicine, not to mention the star picking building, even if there is, this level of healing and injury dan medicine is a life-saving product for broken monks, who can afford to sell?

“Master Lu made a joke. Seven rounds of classy medicine for injuries and injuries. I have not picked the star tower, nor will the whole tree world. However, the medicine used to cure the injuries of seven revolutions, the old man still has one, it is always the old man's life-saving product. If Daoyou really needs this item, my husband will cut it and give it to Daoyou. What's wrong with that? ”

After Ningfan laughed, the top floor of the star picking building immediately sent an old but refreshing response.

The speaker is the three elders of the Bamboo Palace.

Wang Fan shook his head and smiled. He just said it casually. He knew that there would be no such level of healing medicine in the star picking building.

He wasn't planning on buying three elders' life-saving Dan pills, seven shifts of inferior Injury Dan pills, which didn't help much with Mink's injuries...

A green light from the bottom floor of the star picking building lasered down, turning into a glaucoma elder, the three elders of Bamboo Palace.

The old man with blue eyes punched Ning Fan, his body showed a broken sky, laughing, "I don't know what Master Lu wants to buy today to pick up the star building? ”

“Want to buy some Xu Ling Pill Alchemy? I wonder if your company can have some of these Ling Pills that Lu needs?” I'd rather hold my fist and give it to the elderly with blue eyes and a pack of storage bags.

In the Jade Jane, it contains all the 50,000 years of psychotropic drugs needed for alchemy.

The old man with glaucoma thought a sweep of Jade Jane and nodded, “All the psychotropic medicines the master needs, the company has stock. The master may go with his husband into the building to collect medicine. But before that, my husband had a question for Master Lu. I didn't know he bought these psychotropic drugs, but he wanted to refine the Dan medicine for Zuzhu's disease? ”

“Nice.”

“If so, I'm afraid the master has bought the wrong psychotropic pills... although the husband is not good at dancing, he has more knowledge of the medicinal properties of various psychotropic pills because he runs a business. Any psychotropic needed by a master can detoxify the demons of a tree. Dan drugs, most of them wounded, detoxified dan... these dan drugs have no cure for the disease of the ancestral bamboo. ”

When I think of the strange diseases of the ancestral bamboo, the elderly glaucoma showed concern.

Ancestral bamboo is the town treasure of the bamboo palace, not only can it produce tree ancestral fruit, but the tree itself produces tree spirit.

The Tree Spirit has a triple broken heaven to cultivate. If necessary, the Tree Spirit can leave the ancestral bamboo tree body and fight to guard the bamboo palace.

But since 10,000 years ago, the ancestral bamboo had changed somehow, and the tree spirit had never left the tree body again.

And since 10,000 years ago, the bamboo leaves of the ancestral bamboo began to wither every day.

In the recent past, this withering began to intensify, as if all the ancestral bamboo was dying.

And at this juncture, the tree spirit in the ancestral bamboo suddenly left the tree body, appeared in the bamboo palace, as if it had entered the magic, opened a killing ring...

Just a few breaths, the Tree Spirit triumphed and killed seven bamboo palace emptiness...

If the bamboo emperor didn't strike in time to stop the runaway ancestral bamboo tree spirit, I'm afraid that tree spirit would kill more bamboo palace strong people.

The bamboo emperor seals the tree spirit and ancestral tree in the forbidden land, and does not allow any bamboo palace monks to come near it, avoiding being killed by mad tree spirits.

The bamboo emperor declared to the outside world that Zuzhu had a strange disease, but did not talk about the insanity of the tree spirit...

The bamboo emperor gathered the world's Dan master, not only to cure the dying condition of the ancestral bamboo, but also to rejuvenate the ancestral bamboo.

More importantly, the bamboo emperor wants to cure the insanity of the tree spirit.

It's not injured, it's not sick, it's not poisoned...

It's a strange disease that the bamboo emperor has never seen before. The tree spirit has acquired this strange disease. He has completely forgotten his mission to guard the bamboo palace. He has become unrecognized by the six parents. He kills when he sees...

The elderly glaucoma knew that Danfan wanted to refine the medicine, which was not symptomatic and could not cure the insanity of the ancestral bamboo tree spirit.

“Lu has not seen Zuzhu, and does not know exactly what kind of strange disease it has, naturally it is unable to take medication for the symptoms... dare to ask the Third Elder, what kind of strange disease did Zuzhu have? ”

“The bamboo emperor has orders that news related to the ancestral bamboo belongs to the highest secret of the bamboo palace and must not be divulged... but Daoyou is not an outsider, he is an alchemist specializing in the treatment of the ancestral bamboo, he wants to come even though the old man informs his friends of the known secrets, there is nothing wrong... Daoyou and look at this Jade Jane, which contains all the information about the ancestral bamboo. ”

The old man with blue eyes took out a jade brief and handed it to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan took over Jade Jane, sweeping the contents, his eyes slightly surprised.

The original ancestral bamboo disease refers to the insanity of the tree spirit...

If you want to cure Tree Spirit's insanity, first find out why it's insane...

Ningfan God looked at the message in Jade Jane and suddenly his heart started to move.

Jade Jane recorded all the messages of Zuzhu, and two of the messages made Ningfan a little concerned.

First, the ancestral bamboo is grown in the small forbidden land of the bamboo palace. It is a species of divine bamboo planted by a generation of bamboo emperors. The bamboo emperor, with the help of his ancestors, suppressed a vicious beast called "sin and evil" in the forbidden land...

This news has to do with sin, which makes Ning Fan very concerned.

That which he heard on that day was a cry of sorrow, perhaps from the ancestral land.

Two, 10,000 years ago, the Bamboo Palace was responsible for guarding the ancestral bamboo tree family, the Parisian clan of Makino...

So much preferred to pay close attention to the Parisians, at first glance at this message.

It's Paris again...

Zuzhu had a condition 10,000 years ago, and the one who guarded Zuzhu 10,000 years ago, the Parisian clan...

Paris, Paris...

The Puerto Ricans are no good...

“Is the disease of the ancestral bamboo, the madness of the tree spirit, all related to the Parisians...”

“Is there any connection between the huge crisis concealed after the Paris clan and the strange disease of the ancestors? ”

“... is that sign of ferocity related to the sins of the Zhuzhu repression...”

Instead of purchasing the previous psychotropic drugs, Fan had turned over several Dan formulas specializing in epilepsy and purchased these Dan psychotropic drugs from the star picking building.

I wonder if these pills can cure the madness of the ancestral bamboo...

He said goodbye to the three elders and left the star picking building.

On her way back to the Golden Palace, she was suddenly stopped by a girl in red.

“Lu Bei, it's all your fault, it's all yours! Today, in the Bamboo Palace, the first round of the Eight Elders' succession was held. My father Tang Xiong was severely wounded by the Palais King and disqualified from selection... you know! ”

“If you agreed to Grandpa's request on that day to help me run for the Bamboo Palace Elder, Father and Father would not participate and would not be seriously injured by the King of Paris! It's all your fault. You hurt Dad! How you're responsible for me! ”

In front of Ningfan is Tang Yi, the little princess of the Fusang people.

At this moment, the woman cried with pear blossoms and rain. In an unreasonable tone, she stopped in front of Ningfan, blocked Ningfan from going to the road, and stared out loud at Ningfan.

Ning Fan's eyes revealed a little impatience. This little princess of the Fu San ethnic group was so annoying, she came to the door today to make a fuss.

Ning Fan didn't know that the first round of the Eight Elders had begun, or that Tang Xiong had been disqualified and injured by the King of Paris.

The matter had nothing to do with him, and he and the Fusang clan were also as shallow as water.

Tang Xiong was wounded by the King of Paris. What's he got to do with it?

Tang Yi's ass turned upside down to ask for guilt, it's amazing!

Such a brainless woman, it's the first time I've seen her.

Ningfan was neither in the mood to tease this sobbing woman nor in the mood to be ‘responsible' for this woman.

She's not his furnace. Why is he responsible for her?

Ning Fan, as if he had not seen the broth, circled directly from her and left her there.

Tang Yi saw Ning Fan ignore her and quickly chased her up. He grabbed Ning Fan's sleeve and refused to forgive her. "You are not responsible for me, you can't go! ”

“Yes!”

At one point, Ning Fan applied the art of setting the sky to set the soup raw in place.

He is too fictional to repair, Tang Yi is Yuan Baby to repair, carry out the art of fixing the sky, presumably can order the soup Yi for the rest of his life.

Of course, if the Fu Song clan's master of refinery came out, most of them could decipher the technique after a long week.

“I, I can't move! What have you done to me? Let go of me!” Tang Yi is a little scared.

Ningfan pulled out his sleeve, patted the dust on it, and apologized to Tang Yi, "The last time you came to the door looking for something, I forgive you. This time you came looking for work, I just settled on you, kind of a minor punishment. Next time, I will throw you directly into the lair of the Virtual Beast, so that you can destroy yourself. ”

Ning Fan simply turned around and left, leaving Tang Yi in the art of setting the heavens. He was set on the Long Street, unable to move.

Tang Yi almost cried, she was never bullied by anyone, but today she was bullied by Fan...

She wanted to break free of the art of God, but found that it was not something she could break free of.

She looked at Ning Fan's back. She wanted to curse her mouth, but then she begged for forgiveness. She was so unrestrained...

“Master Lu, please let me go! ”

“Grandpa, please let me go, I won't bother you anymore! ”

“Grandpa, why are you going so far away? Grandpa, don't go! ”

“Grandpa... if you let me go, I promise! ”

Tang Yi's plea for forgiveness did not impress Ning Fan at all. Ning Fan quickly disappeared.

She stood like a sculpture on the long street until the late four female guards carried her back.

And after the wolf had departed, the shadow of the soup wandered, and suddenly it reappeared, saying to itself,

“Has the election of the Eight Elders begun... and if no accident, the King of Paris will succeed the Eight Elders? Paris...”