Grasping Evil

It's been a month since time went by like water.

For a month, Ouyang warm days have brought two little girls out to play, returning every night.

Two little girls are greedy, fur balls are also unstable, Ouyang warm is not.

She just doesn't want to stay home and disturb Ning Fan Gongdao.

For a whole month, Ningfan stood in the courtyard, staring at the grass and ashes.

Compared to a month ago, that was a vague reversal.

“I don't understand...”

Long sigh, prefer to blow the grass grey, think, push the door out.

There is no day in the blood world, only night.

The lights are bright in Planting Willow City, and lanterns are lit outside the house.

For the first time since January, Ningfan walked out of the house. For the first time, he calmed down and went to see the difference between planting Willow City.

Planting Willow City is different, people are different, and the monastic atmosphere is different from the cold-blooded cultivation world.

Occasionally, mortals come to the city and sell all sorts of things in the night on Long Street.

melon fruit, jewelry, snacks, paper irises, and even sugar squeezers.

Brothers do not seek to cultivate, they travel, they relax, they buy useless things from mortals.

Several vein breaking men are sitting at the street stall eating hot vegetarian faces and laughing about the harvest of the killer beast that entered the Bihai today.

A couple of pulsating dowries held each other's hands in the night, loving and loving, guarding each other in the night.

A spiritually cultivated middle-aged man, holding a tiger-headed tiger-brained child, beside a gentle woman, standing in front of a sugar man stall, patient, waiting for the mortal person in front of him to pinch sugar man.

“With the sugar man, don't cry, okay?” The middle-aged man rubbed the child's face full of scum and his eyes were full of drowning.

“Well, Koyama promised never to cry again! Koyama will go home with his parents!” The child promised to keep his word.

Go home, go home, go home...

I'd rather have a cold, desolate heart suddenly touching...

What a luxurious word home is for a monk.

Home... the monks are homeless and homeless, wherever they go, home.

Four days and nine days, the monks of the world have no home, but the monks of the blood world of Beidou have a home.

This is the home of the Beidou people.

The atmosphere here is really nice.

Ningfan looked at the little boy with some envy, rare, smiling.

This smile is not a disguise!

After laughing, Fang Fang showed a shock.

After the Seven Loves, he first laughed from the heart!

He suddenly looked up and looked at the seven stars of Beidou in the night sky. He seemed to have understood something and couldn't make it clear.

The Beidou Blood Realm is essentially different from the Dongtian Immortal Realm, because it's different, so I'd rather laugh!

Here, Ningfan should have been extinguished seven love, just a little bit reshaped!

Four days of daylight, but the world is far too dark.

There is only darkness in blood, but the warmth of humanity.

Home is where you can feel safe.

“Home...”

No wonder Warmer and other three women and beasts like to plant Willow City, love the blood world of Beidou, and live here without thinking about Shu.

The North Fight Blood Really is a good place.

Ningfan walked across the long street, through the clouds of the night, through the lights of thousands of houses.

There is a lantern hanging outside the house, the lantern in the fire, missed in.

Mother expects son, wife expects husband, son expects father...

“Home...”

The lights in Ningfan's eye curtain, Ningfan's eyes gradually added some unspeakable and unclear emotions.

Unconsciously, it has reached the inner city of Plantation Willow City.

Here, a giant willow high in heaven survived for a long time. Ningfan speculated that it was the willow left behind by the Great Gate to kill Emperor Enlightenment.

Among these willows is a hidden avenue of life and death that sparkles Ning Fan's eyes.

However, the significance of this willow for planting willow city was not enlightened, but made a wish.

Near the giant willow, a temple is built.

Outside the temple, a number of tourists swore their vows in front of the giant willow, and Xiu Beautiful women burned incense in front of the giant willow to pray.

Next to the giant willow, there are seventeen or eight stalls, the owners are all monks, here to ask for the visitors to sign and unsign.

With a slight glance, each of the seventeen or eight contributors had a different degree of celestial power.

Although not strong, it also means that these contributors are here to unsign, not to cheat money, but to be genuine.

“This little brother, would you like a signature? The old husband is the strongest person in the city, and he is the best at unsigning people. He is especially good at dissolving marriage, fuyun and fate signatures. He is called" three signatures ". Ten pieces of Immortal Jade unsigned, the first sign is free. Hey, it's not expensive. ”

An old man dressed in a yellow gown, when he saw Ning Fan's eyes sweep in, only business came to the door, and immediately walked in full of laughter, selling himself exaggerated.

Although the appearance is more obscene, the power of the celestial machine on this person is indeed the strongest here, and it is not weak to fix it, it is the eight layers of the pulse to fix it.

Ten Immortal Jades is not expensive.

Ning Fan took out twenty Immortal Jade at will and gave it to the three signatures.

Twenty Immortal Jade, enough to ask for three signatures, after all, the first one is free.

After receiving the money, the old man in the yellow robe laughed even more obscenely. He took Ningfan to the stall and gave one of the three signatures on the stall to Ningfan, laughing.

“First signature, marriage signature, little brother and beg for a signature, the husband will take it for you to unsign. ”

The elderly man in the yellow robe could not see Ning Fan, and only considered Ning Fan to be a regular vein opener in the city.

Ningfan nodded, wanting to shake the signature, and suddenly a group of teenagers rushed towards the stall.

This group of teenagers, it was the same group that used to provoke Ningfan.

The young man in black, headed by the head, looked angry, not yet close, the voice came first, “Yu San! What the fuck did you unlock? Ten days ago, you said that Young Master Hung Yun was in charge, and when he was on the brink, Young Master took people to Bihai for the brink, almost died in Bihai. Fucking opportunistic! Give me back my money! ”

At first sight of the fierce group of teenagers, the three signatures immediately changed their appearance. His face was a little panicked and he was ready to close the stall and run away.

“Want to run! ”

The young men in black laughed and waved their hands. The young men behind them pulled out their waist knives and quickly surrounded the stall.

Yu San signed a bitter smile and ran to the young man in black. "Don't be angry, Master Ren! Sometimes it's right, sometimes it's wrong, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough.

“Humph, still trying to argue! Uh... you, you are! ”

The young man in black sneered and was getting ready to fix it. Suddenly, he found Ningfan in front of the stall, and his face suddenly shocked!

The original arrogant look, at this moment, is full of awe.

Yu San signed and stunned.

In his impression, the young man in black was the first master of Liu Cheng. He had injured an early melting spirit by cutting nine layers of veins. It was quite powerful.

Few vectors dare to mess with black teenagers in this spirit-presented city of Plantation Willow, and black teenagers are extremely arrogant and trekking on weekdays, which is to meet the spiritual monster and give no good face.

However, at this moment, the young man in black looks to Ningfan's eyes, with a strong awe!

Yu San can't imagine what it is that Ningfan can actually make the black teenager show awe!

Late melting? Melting Spirit Peak? Or the legendary kingdom of kingdom!

“I'm asking for an autograph and I don't want to be disturbed.” I'd rather stare at a young man in black, faintly.

“Understood, little ones, put away your waist knives and guard the stall. Nobody disturbs Big Brother to ask for his signature!” When the young men in black gave the order, a group of young men immediately took the knife and stood by respectfully, without anyone daring to interrupt.

The young man in black glanced at the three signatures with threats, cold-blooded, "Unsign my brother! I don't know how to solve it. I cut your knife! ”

“Big brother?! This little brother, no, this old man, is your big brother! ”

In an instant, after three signatures, he was convinced that Ningfan was an absolute expert in the kingdom of Jindan!

Once a young man in black was found at the peak of the melting spirit, who wanted to take the young man in black as his younger brother, but was rejected by the young man.

The teenager in black is too arrogant to even think of Royal Spirit Peak as Big Brother, but thinks of Ning Fan as Big Brother, which means Ning Fan is stronger than Royal Spirit Peak!

Stronger than the peak of Melting Spirit, it's not what the old Golden Dan monster can be!

As soon as I thought about untying an old Golden Dan monster, I couldn't help but sweat in the palm of my hand.

This is trouble, the unsigned is not good, will not be destroyed by Ningfan...

Rather than frowning slightly, he does not know when he will become the big brother of this young man in black.

Ignoring the young man in black, he preferred to close his eyes and shake the cylinder.

After counting the interest, shake out a stamp.

The three signatories picked up the bamboo tag shakingly in the palm of their hand. There was only one strange line of symbols on the bamboo tag, wordless, unlike the signature of a mortal.

His eyes swept the bamboo swab, closed his eyes on the three signatures, pinched a finger, suddenly picked up Zhu pen, brushed the next poem on a piece of yellow paper.

At this moment, he was immersed in the power of the machine and had no idea what he was writing.

When I opened my eyes and looked at what I had written, I immediately looked ugly on the three signatures, shaking even more powerful.

‘A thousand years of loneliness, watching the red grind to dust, the red face as hard as the clouds, half as the knowing self half as the enemy. ’

“What is the answer to this signature?” Ningfan asked faintly.

“This sign, this sign...” I don't know how to put it.

“Brother asked you to unsign, you quickly unsign! Drag and pull again, Master will cut you to adult sticks immediately!” Juvenile in black coldway.

“Cough, I solve, I solve... this sign in the marriage signature, sort of... sign off. From the signature, the grandfather feared that he would have to go through a long period of loneliness in order to gain a good fortune. And this grandfather has more than one woman, I'm afraid there are many women. It's only a pity that some of these women are acquaintances, some are enemies... and anyway, the marriage is difficult...” said the three signatures shaking.

“Bullshit! My big brother is a fairy figure, how can a marriage signature be signed off!” The young man in black looked angrily at the three signatures and was eager to cut him off immediately.

But Ning Fan looked at the three signatures with a slight surprise, and the person's unsigning was a very accurate solution.

Speaking of which, although there are many reddish faces around me, many of them have changed from enemies to acquaintances.

“Well solved. ”

Ningfan faint words, like the sound of heaven, let the three signatures rejoice.

His biggest fear was that Ningfan was dissatisfied with the cancellation, and now it seems that Ningfan was very satisfied with the signature.

Upon hearing from Ningfan, the young man in black received all his anger and did not continue to be difficult to sign.

I'd rather be satisfied. Ningfan is his big brother!

Big brother is satisfied, as a little brother, naturally there will be no dissatisfaction!

Just sign the first one and hand over the second one to Ning Fan.

This signature is for luck.

Ning Fan shook a signature, and then pinched his finger again. He waved a large amount of money and wrote a poem on yellow paper.

‘As the purple sun shines in the glow, it also stains the filthy black glow. The cultivator thinks, the corpse is too common to die. ’

Drop Zhu pen, open your eyes in three signatures, look at yourself to write, scared to sweat.

Fierce, fierce! This signature is worse than the one you signed, how do you solve it so it doesn't piss Ningfan off!

“Just be honest, I won't do anything to you.” I'd rather see through the panic of the three signatures, fading away.

“Yes. This signature is a sign of great ferocity. From the signature, sir, you were very lucky, but for a number of reasons, the number of shipments changed, Fuji was completely lost, and his misfortune was haunted. From now on, the carburetor has nothing to do with you. You need to be careful when you go out. If you are not careful, you will die from bad luck, people will destroy you, and the corpse will bite your teeth with three signatures."

“Bullshit! How dare you curse my brother!” The boy in black is furious!

But Ning Fan waved his hand and nodded satisfied.

Yeah, it's really accurate.

The three signatures can actually calculate their own purple black.

But unfortunately, the three signatures were destined to turn purple into nothing for their own hacking.

If you can't figure it out, if you can figure out your luck change on the three signatures, you'd rather worry about it.

“Next, is it fate? ”

Ning Fanqiao picked up the third cylinder and swayed it out, leaving it to the three signatures to solve.

Yu three signatures pinched the finger, closed his eyes, Zhu pen waved, solved the third signature!

When I opened my eyes and looked at what I had written, I was scared to death by the three signatures.

The first one was signed off, the second one was murderous, and the third one was signed by Shura!

Sign this, it can't be done again!

‘Cut off the immortals as the demons, and cut off the demons as Shura. Blood sea is hard to seek true fruit, so what if the road is destroyed! ’

“This sign, this sign...”

“This signature doesn't have to be solved, I can read it. ”

Ningfan lowered his signature and turned away.

He spent most of his life killing, endlessly.

Just to guard his heart, he's already stained with blood and sinful, but so what!

This way, he can't escape. He can't escape!

Walking beneath the Beidou starry sky, Ningfan thought gradually distant.

During the life and death robbery, he heard the story of Zidou Xianhuang killing Ziwei Xianhuang and Beidou Xianhuang.

When Zidou Immortal Emperor destroyed Ziwei and Beidou Immortal Domain, the killing was absolutely extraordinary.

After the Blood Sea slaughter, it was exchanged for the peaceful prosperity of the Purple Door Immortal Domain.

Zidou gave Heaven a peaceful and prosperous life for one man's sins.

Purple Dou's work is hard to say, but Fan understands that he is less than Purple Dou.

He walked all the way here thinking only of defending his loved ones with one sin.

He doesn't have that big of an ideal to guard the heavens.

He was not even as obsessed with killing emperors as he had been for generations, willing to abandon all guardianship of the bloodline.

He was never selfish and could never be selfless.

At this moment, however, he had an impulse to turn the turbulent four days and nine worlds into the peaceful place of the Beidou bloodline.

Let the person he loves live carelessly in the realm of truth.

You don't have to worry about murder, you don't have to worry about assault, you just have to live like a human being.

Is this, like, an ideal?

Is it an ideal to create a world of peace and happiness for those you love?

“Ideal...”

Ningfan's ears seemed to echo the words of Zidou Xianhuang.

“Have you ever had an ideal in your heart? ”

“At your age, I'm just a demon who kills indefinitely. One day, you will come up with your own view of this practice. ”

Between the trance, I think I heard another sound in my ear.

It is heard from the willow, and it is not heard by mankind, except by those who prefer to hear it.

That's the sound of the main road!

That is the sound of the path left by those who enlightened under the willow!

The night is faint, Ningfan has come a long way, looking back, looking far away at the giant willow in heaven!

There was a teenager who called himself a giant gate, planted willow seeds, before the species of enlightenment.

On the Day of His Taoism, it was a dream for a long time, when the willow seed had long been turned into a great tree of heaven!

He sighed under the trees for the passage of time, and exclaimed, 'This is not the case with trees, people are not comfortable’.

No one knows, the giant gate killed the Emperor while he sat quietly beneath the giant willow!

He entrusted everything to three generations of young emperors, sitting alone under the giant willow, looking at the giant willow, looking at the tide of the sea, looking at the green mountains of eternal darkness, no saturation, only luxurious costumes!

He was here to say the second sentence, but nobody heard it.

That voice, turned into a sermon, lived in a giant willow for a long time!

“Qingshan is still here, and I have white hair and pale hair. It's just that people can be old, can be weakened, but their hearts can't die, and their ideals can't be extinguished! ”

“Though my husband is dead, even though the Dao is extinguished, the ideal lives with Beidou and is immortal! ”

A sentence came into Ning Fan's ear. Ning Fan suddenly raised his head and watched the heavens fight for a long time.

At this moment, his path has been elevated, there has been a qualitative change, there are signs of solidity.

At this moment, Ning Fan looks somber and punches the stars in the north!

This prayer, admiration, admiration!

Admirably, it is the immortal obsession of the Great Gate Killing Emperor that persists forever in the great willow!

He finally understood how to prove it.

His ways are mutually corroborated with the myriad knowledge of the world!

Mountain rivers, grass and trees, all obsessed, the spirits of the world, all obsessed!

The Great Gate has perseverance in the Emperor's heart, and the Emperor Zidou Immortal has perseverance in his heart.

Obsession is a way out of life and death, it doesn't go away with death!

Ning Fan was a butterfly in his previous life. Although he was ashed, his obsession has not yet broken.

From the past, to the present, his guardian heart has never changed.

Hanging on, can be super off life and death, can be super off the wheel!

If you persevere in love, seven love ends and you can still laugh.

If you persevere, even though the path disappears, even if the meteorite, even if the turn is exhausted, the thought will not end!

Long after, long after, Ning Fan's eyes gradually cleared and turned back to the residence.

Outside the gate, two lanterns were hung high and lit.

This is his home with warmer, slightly cooler, purple glass.

Light the lights to illuminate their way home.

Time passes day by day, and the year soon passes.

Immortal grass has not yet grown, but the valleys have been enriched and can be used to make wine.

The pastures in the yard, too, have grown again.

One day, outside the inner city's many temples, there was an extra booth to unsign.

The owner of the stall was Ningfan, and he did not know but one kind of signature.

Life and Death Sign!

At his feet, there was a bundle of dandelions.

Every time a man is released from life and death, he knits a straw ring!

He's going to put other people's lives and deaths in the grass ring!

Seven days in a row, no one came looking for Ning Fan's release.

On the eighth day, the young man in black brought with him a group of people and pressed a poor middle-aged clerk to find Ning Fan to untie him.

“Brother! Little brother heard that you are setting up a demolition sign here. A friend of mine is looking for someone to calculate life and death. Please help him to calculate it. ”

The young man in black looked respectful, and the middle-aged man brought in was called bitter.

He doesn't even know the boy in black. When did he become a friend of the boy in black?

He was nothing more than a vein fighter who had first been planted in Willow City. When he first entered the city, he was unlocked by a young man in black.

He is just a spiritual planter who lives by planting psychotropic drugs and does not go to dangerous places to find treasure and plot opportunities. Where is the need for life and death?

But nowadays, a young man in black is forcing him to ask for an autograph. He dares not ask for it.

“How can I charge you for not knowing your life and death visa?” The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

“Brother of the Spirit, a signature, ten pieces of Immortal Jade.” Ningfan faded away.

“Ten Immortal Jades, it's not expensive.” The middle-aged man relieved himself.

It will cost you ten Immortal Jades to destroy your fortune.

Ten Immortal Jades were paid, and the middle-aged man took the autograph and shook it.

Rock it out and sign it. There's nothing on it. There's no word!

“Uh... empty sign?” The middle-aged man looked at the signatures and all the signatures were blank.

He feels he's been deceived. He doesn't have a rune. How can he count? How do I unsign it?

He did not know that all the blank signatures were specially made by Ningfan.

I'd rather not know how to calculate it, or how to unsign it, but I know how to watch people live and die.

This secret bamboo stamp watches the magic of life and death.

Ningfan's eyes flashed and the light of life and death flowed.

On that day, he participated in the Dragon Fishing Congress in the demonic realm, to live and die a tourist, and to frighten countless powerful people.

Nowadays, he can live and die with ease.

Today, he can only see the life and death of a fusion monk at best.

This middle-aged literary man is a vein opener, whose life and death are better than his own.

“Ten days from now, you will die in your home, from being compensated.” Ningfan faded away.

“Ha ha! Ridiculous! Chen has never been close to a woman, how could she be compensated to death! And I have a great spirit in Lingwu. I have never had a flower demon, who will make up for me! ”

The middle-aged literary man looked at Ning Fan with dismay and determined that Ning Fan was talking nonsense.

The young man in black is furious, how can he tolerate his brother being small!

That's the big brother he identified, the big brother who can scare him with one eye!

Even in the face of the old monster of the peak of the melting spirit, he was never frightened. He preferred to frighten him. He said that the middle-aged literary man would die, and there must be a basis!

He was trying to teach the middle-aged man a lesson, but Fan waved his hand and said, “Forget it, stop it. We have made clear to him the life and death, and he neither listens, nor deserves to die, nor can he blame anyone. ”

Ren Li is the name of the boy in black.

I have lived here for a year and am familiar with young people in black.

This son is not a big rapist, although he has gangsters.

This child's voice called out to his brother, he listened too much, and he ignored it.

Hearing Ning Fan tell himself to stop, Ren Li, though dissatisfied with the middle-aged literary man, did not dare to lecture him.

He listens to no one, but obeys and obeys the words of Ningfan.

The middle-aged clerk knew that he could not provoke the young men and others in black. Although he was dissatisfied with the fact that Ningfan had freed his signature and deceived him, he dared not do anything, and walked away gracefully.

A number of bystanders have witnessed Ningfan's unsigned process and share the view of the middle-aged clerk that Ningfan is cheating on money.

Only the third signature was concealed, and it was hidden that Ningfan's method of unsigning was extraordinary.

Rather than relying on the power of the heavenly machine, Ningfan relied on the power of a great divine power, which he could not comprehend on three occasions!

“Perhaps the middle-aged clerk will really die...” he thought in three signatures.

Ten days later, an amazing news spreads all over Liu Cheng!

In the tragic death of a middle-aged literary man, the cause of death was to be compensated, and the murderer was a herbivore!

The middle-aged man, the one who sought Ningfan's release!

The herbivore, he planted the potion!

The Grass Demon was killed by the strong men of Planting Liu City, and the precise unsign of Ningfan has spread all over Planting Liu City very quickly!

Gradually, many of the strong people who go out to sea hunting beasts will come looking for a life and death sign before going out.

Nobody knows, on the day of the fall of the middle-aged literary man, Ningfan made up the first grass ring!

That grass ring blends in with the life and death of a middle-aged man!

Ningfan opened his mouth and swallowed it. The grass circle turned into a half black and half white light. Ningfan swallowed it into his belly!

And Ningfan Yuangod's life-death pattern, in the moment of swallowing the grass ring, is one more!