Grasping Evil

“The rain is not against me, I am not against the rain...” Rain Emperor stood at the top of the Yunhai, looking at the eight large letters of iron painting silver hooks on Yunshan at the foot, the face was uncertain.

These eight words are engraved by Ningfan with a sword.

Rain Emperor has been standing here reading for ten days.

Ten days ago, Ning Fan slaughtered King Lan Ling and went on to leave the Land of Heaven and Clouds.

In the 10th, the Rain Emperor repeatedly pondered Ningfan's words, wondering what to do.

“Whether the emperor should befriend this son or this son...”

“This son can kill the King of the Vine, as threatened as the other day, Lei Wang. In a rainy day, the Rain Realm cannot be completely in the hands of the Emperor... after all, it should still be eliminated, just...”

Rain Emperor frowned and took out an ancient bronze token, which was engraved with an ancient beast head.

“Only if there are five sins left in the hand, if you want to kill him, it is certainly not enough by the strength of the old husband alone, you must use the power of the divine beast in the altar to kill the Thunder Emperor in the same way, to do this without leakage... illness! ”

Suddenly, the Rain Emperor gave the ancient beast a few propaganda tricks and didn't know what to say.

Soon afterwards, the beast suddenly lit up slightly, and a rumor came into the ears of the Rain King.

“My lord is closing down. We have reached a critical juncture. It will take at least 100 years to get out of the junket. Don't call me for a while! ”

Upon hearing this, Yu Wang's face immediately turned iron blue.

“A hundred years... a hundred more years to kill this child? Well, it's just a hundred years in the district. The Emperor can't wait! ”

“I just went to burn the Valley of Immortals to collect the feathered Dan, but I can't leave it to this child to do it anyway, but I need to find another way... The Emperor has several friends in the fire world, the earth world, if you ask them to help me get Dan, the cost must be a lot...” Yu Wang thought deeply.

...

For ten days, Ningfan carried a giant golden ancient sword and returned to the country with sparrows, mahjong and cloak women.

He did not stay in the rain palace, which was unknown to outsiders, and he had torn his face from the rain emperor.

He was anxious to return to Vietnam to cultivate for a while. After healing from his dark wounds, he sought out his mother by rain, but he wished.

The sparrows had a drummed look all the way, ignoring Ningfan. She wanted to eat in the treasure trove of the Tan house in the rain house, but was forcibly taken back to Vietnam by Ningfan.

The mysterious cloak woman said very little, only occasionally meets Ning Fan's eyes, smiles cunningly, and has an unnamed meaning.

Along the way, only Meizen can speak with Ningfan.

Magic Morning is very speechless and very speechless.

Today she is healed, repaired to even reach the three realms of broken, but in front of Ningfan, there is a hidden feeling that Ningfan can not bear.

When talking to Ningfan, there is always a strange feeling of a low head.

This feeling, very familiar. When she fell into a small black mink, she was forcibly taken as a demon spouse by Ningfan, which was also the feeling of a dwarf.

“It's amazing how the old lady's faint, triple heavenly monk can't stand the smelly man's regenerative attitude...”

“Speaking of, isn't this stinking man cultivating a little too fast, it's only been a few years, from asking about false cultivation to returning to too false a realm... if in a few more years, decades, hundreds of years, my cultivation would definitely be without his height. ”

“By then, if he wants to force me to be a demon pet, I will not be able to resist... will he still be a demon pet...”

If you spoil other people, you won't want to die in the morning.

But it doesn't seem to be an unacceptable thing to pet Ning Fan.

During the Meizhen conversation, occasionally Phoenix looked at Ning Fan in a complicated way, seemed helpless, thought, and contained emotions, even she could not make herself clear.

She was gorgeous, and she was known as Maggie by all the ghosts at the time of the demonic forest. After the wound heals, it looks even more radiant.

At this time, the eyes are lost, adding all sorts of magic and a kind of inspiring beauty.

I prefer to take a closer look at the morning, but I just think it's a beautiful morning.

Beautiful face, combined with the cool and refreshing character of yellow spring mink, is enough to call it cold.

“The world is brilliant, unjustly born as a mink... spoiled, unfortunately..." preferred a smile, but an unintentional word.

“What do you mean... what do you mean by 'spoiled, unfortunately’...” The morning's face is red.

Listening to Ning Fan's tone, did not want her to be a demon pet, decided to let her serve the pillow seat and give her beauty?

Beautiful, she hasn't decided to spoil him yet, so he slips his nose on his face and wants to go further?

Remembering the experience of being touched twice by Fan, the morning was not calm.

Take a look at your uneven body, and look at your smiling, non-laughing eyes. The morning is somewhat unpleasant.

Legend has it that there is a kind of good person in the world, who can only look at 38698; women, in the knowledge of the sea to make up for women thousands of times. Is that the kind of person Ningfan was just thinking about?

“Shameless! I won't show it to you. Let's see what you can do! ”

Whoa!

Mitsune turned and scattered her body, turning into the body of a little black mink, reluctant to take care of Ningfan's expression.

I'd rather not think about why Meizhen was angry. I saw Meizhen turn back into a mink. I was so emotional, I held the mink in my arms.

“I was still a spiritual cultivator, and that's how I embraced you and conquered the demon forest. Time passes so fast...”

“I wanted to help you heal your wounds... but that's all right, I'm relieved to see that you're okay...”

Fan Fan said that, he had to take a deep look at the women's cape.

Meizhen healing medicine is given by the woman in the cloak, but Ningfan still doesn't know why the woman in the cloak should give Meizhen medicine.

Nor was he anxious to ask the purpose of the cape woman, at least after identifying her as a cape woman, and he was somewhat certain that the cape woman had no malice.

The little mink in my arms is struggling and I don't like the feeling of being held by Ningfan.

But when I heard that Ningfan was worried about her injuries, I helped her find seven excellent healing pills for her injuries, and her heart became chaotic and she didn't struggle.

“The stinking man went to great lengths to find Dan's medicine to heal my wounds, this, this...” The mink doesn't calm down.

...

The slaughter of King Lan Ling by Ningfan struck the entire rainfield in just ten days.

When Ningfan returns to Vietnam all the way, the golden sword light will surely lead to a series of panic.

After years of silence, the fame of the rainforest instantly climbed to a new height.

The rain realm is scarcely broken. Even the King of Lanling, who broke it, can and dare to do so. The name of the murderer can be imagined.

The scariest thing is that in front of the Rain King, he killed a rainfield, and the Rain King didn't have any discipline...

People with a heart wonder whether this kind of behaviour by the Rain King is a cover for indulgence or a conspiracy...

There are also speculations as to the meaning of the eight words that would have preferred to remain in Yunshan, the rain palace.

When the news reached the south-eastern continent, all the monks of the entire south-eastern continent, with the exception of Vietnam, were in distress.

Even some southeast magic tricks that kill people like Mahjong will change their smell after hearing Ningfan's name.

Vietnamese monks heard about the incident, but feared much and did not panic enough.

Ningfan is named the Lord of Seven Mei City, in fact, can be considered the dark Lord of Vietnam.

The greater his name, the higher the status of Vietnam.

In the past, Vietnam was only a lower realm of cultivation, but today, Vietnam has joined more than a dozen realms of cultivation and upgraded to a higher realm of cultivation, dominating the southeastern continent.

Nowadays, Ningfan's fame is becoming more and more popular. Among the many cultivators in the rain world, few dare to provoke the country.

Being a Vietnamese monk, I am a little proud.

When Ningfan returned to Qimei City, Vietnam, he found a number of other envoys in the city.

These messengers were sent from neighbouring countries of Vietnam, and came to Seven Plums to give a gift, in an effort to further bond Vietnam.

And countless envoys of South-East China are still on their way to Vietnam.

I came here to make friends, and I came here to test...

These messengers, who do not even need to be received by Xu Qiuling, naturally have the Three Kings of Seven Plums to deal with.

Naturally, Fan would not ask about these small things. For him, healing for dark injuries is the first priority.

Of course, before healing, there are some things to do.

Ningfan took out countless loot from the Battle of the Tree Boundaries and used it to fill the warehouse in Seven Mei City.

Covered the Vine Palace, killed countless broken pieces, and Ningfan obtained countless training resources, enough to make any broken old geek's eyes red.

With these cultivation resources, it will be enough for Brother Seven Plum to spend the rest of his life.

Six or seven revolutions of Dan medicine, Ningfan left only some precious Dan medicine.

Those temporarily unused dandrugs, such as poisonous dandruff, mimedandrug, are all given to the sparrow for swallowing, which is regarded as compensation for forcibly bringing the sparrow back to the country.

After taking Ningfan's Dan medicine, the sparrow instantly turned back into a smiling face. It looked like Yishun, leaving Ningfan feeling speechless.

After returning to Qimei, the cape woman stopped traveling with Ningfan and went to the Imperial Palace of Qimei City alone. Ningfan did not stop.

After a short stay in Seven Plums, Ningfan immediately went to a deserted mountain a thousand miles away to meet Muro, who lived alone in the grass.

Beyond the grassroots, there is a lonely pavilion in which an elderly man in a short black robe, drinking alone, is the split quintessence of the dispersed demon Muro.

When Ningfan appeared outside the pavilion, Muro's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of hope, but turned to cover up.

“Oh, you're back? How about a trip to the trees... uh, etc. Your fix... did you succeed? ”

Muro lived alone in the deserted mountains and did not interact with the outside monks. It was not known that Ningfan had returned to the rain world and killed Lanling.

He knew that Ningfan had entered the tree kingdom and asked Ningfan to find the whereabouts of the Pluto people in the tree kingdom.

I naturally look forward to seeing Ningfan return at this moment and wonder if the Pluto are well.

But when he sensed Ning Fanxiang's return breath, Muro choked all his words in his voice.

Rather, it is undoubtedly too weak to be regained at this moment, and its strength is almost as powerful as that of an ordinary broken monk.

Before Fan entered the tree world, he simply asked for false repairs to be...

Muro would like to know what Ningfan actually did and what opportunity he got after entering the tree realm, how he could jump from asking the realm of fiction to the realm of return to the realm of the original too fictional within just two years!

Muro's body flashed black and instantly disappeared into the gazebo, appearing in front of Ningfan in three lengths.

He wanted to ask Ningfan about the restoration, but his eyes suddenly shocked after touching the purple seal on Ningfan's left face.

“This is... the Immortal Seal! How did you get such a powerful seal?” There are, however, some concerns in the language.

This sealing technique is highly unpredictable and has reached the Immortal Class. Due to its high level, even the Rain Emperor's Stream cannot see that the purple symbol is a seal.

The sparrow didn't see it, Meizen didn't see it. If the two of them had seen the seal, they would have been in a hurry.

It turns out that this purple stripe is fairy sealed, and there was only one woman in the cloak.

Muroben's honor as the realm of scattered demons, he also saw the power of this sealing technique.

Muro only glanced at the seal and found it difficult to crack.

And he thought even further, that Ningfan would be able to carry out the Immortal Sealing, naturally will not be nameless generation.

There will be no such person in the lower three realms, and there will be no such person in the middle three realms. Only the upper three realms can have such a person.

If this seal is not planted by a stream of scattered fairies, it will be the seal planted by the Brothers of Broken Eight and Broken Nine after paying a great price!

Muro darkly speculated that Ningfan was afraid to have fought an old monster in the upper three worlds and was planted with a negative Immortal Seal.

“My cultivation, indeed, has been restored to success. The details of the restitution are not worth mentioning. As for my sealing technique... the surgeon, he died in my hand, and we'll talk about it later. ”

Fan's tone was extremely faint, but his words fell into Murrow's ears, which shook Murrow's heart.

The news that Ningfan had planted an old monster with a seal was so shocking that Ningfan had died.

The seal can be planted, at least it's broken. The old monster died in Ningfan's hands...

Muro was curious to know what had been done on this short two-year trip to the tree boundary.

But Ning Fan waved his hand, indicating that Muro was a little restless, and then smiled mysteriously at Muro, "Do the predecessors not care about the situation of the Pluto people? ”

“What? You mean...” Murrow the Great.

Ningfan refers to the word "status quo" of the Pluto, which implies that the Pluto are not extinct and continue in the tree boundary.

Muro was naturally overjoyed to hear that the family had not perished because of his disappearance.

“Seniors were impatient, and this time the juniors returned to the rainfall world and brought back another good news. Umbrella median, take it! ”

Ningfan patted the storage bag, took out the bloody paper umbrella, slowly pulled it apart, and put Muro's body into the middle of the umbrella.

By his repair, nature is not enough to take Murrow away.

Muro and Ningfan have been together long enough to trust Ningfan enough to let Ningfan put himself in the middle of the umbrella.

As soon as he entered the Umbrella Realm, Muro found himself on a continent stretching millions of miles.

He was in a bamboo grove in Xiangfei, standing in front of a giant bamboo of immense thickness.

He still did not know what good news Ningfan had said and why he had been included in the umbrella.

When the divinity spread, it was discovered that there were countless Pluto living in the bamboo sea, and immediately rejoiced, slightly lost.

“Has Xiaoyu brought the whole of the Pluto back to the rain? Oh, this is indeed a good news...”

The Pluto people are few, only 100,000, far from the previous prosperity.

But for Muro, as long as the Pluto are not utterly extinct, it is a great news.

And it is naturally good news that Ningfan has gone to great lengths to bring the entire Pluto people back to the rain.

It was obvious that it was good news, but Muro felt lost.

He doesn't know what he's expecting. Does he expect Ning Fan to surprise him in the middle of the umbrella?

A man who failed two million years ago, a love that will never be repaid...

“Muro, is that you?”

A trembling female voice suddenly appeared in the bamboo.

A more beautiful woman in green clothes slowly stepped out of the giant bamboo and stared at Muro. Her heart was as if it had been emptied for a moment, forgetting to breathe, and she dared not believe it.

Murray looked back and all the faces were set when she saw the woman's face, and then the tears swept.

Two million years of loneliness, two million years of guilt... and two million years of painful memories all the time.

“Hilarious! ”

...

In the middle of the desert mountains, outside the lonely pavilion, Ningfan stroked the blood umbrella in his hand and smiled.

So, is Muro's patron of the Vietnam grace repaid?

Hollow bamboo, not heartless. No roots, no heartless...

So good.