Grasping Evil

“What power is stopping me from opening my eyes...”

The sound of the chain crash gradually disappeared, preferring a slight indulgence.

At the moment when the sound of the chain impact sounded, he actually had a cold feeling around him, such as a lonely leaf boat, in the ocean, surrounded by waves, an inadvertent, buried in the sea.

There is a will in that chain of voices, which is the will of heaven, as if he had disobeyed it, and his ways and all his things were erased by it!

It's the will of heaven, rejecting his way!

Commando!

The people of the shadow world cannot open their eyes because they are not recognized by heaven. Heaven does not allow the people of the shadow world to see the view of the sun. Only the lucky shadow people who are recognized by heaven can open their eyes if they are qualified enough.

This was unknown, but there was speculation at this moment.

Is it possible that he is unable to open his eyes not because of his lack of qualifications, but because he is practicing the law and is not tolerated by the heavens and the earth?

Watson, emptiness, crushing thoughts... every realm of the three realms of true immortality requires the monks to abandon their inner obsession. A monk needs to abandon all dust in order to enter the fairy path. Buddhists, moreover, cannot hold obsession; if they have obsession, they become obsessed. Practicing, without having to set aside obsession, prefers not to give up, but to choose the path of perseverance.

God, ask the monk to let go of his obsession. Therefore, there is no real bridge on the river belonging to the monks of Taoism.

If the people of the shadow world are not recognized as such, then the people of the shadow world who practise rituals are unprecedented and unprecedented. The difficulty of opening their eyes is of course immense!

“If that's the case, it's not surprising that I can't open my eyes... God doesn't approve...”

In this way, the first thing you need to do to open your eyes is to get as much recognition as possible.

No wonder the Mu Songdao persists in modifying the ancient Buddha, which is a heavenly recognized existence. What he seeks is mostly heavenly recognition, thus reducing the difficulty of opening his eyes.

Ning Fan was slightly silent, he was carrying four series to cultivate, in addition to remembrance to cultivate, the other three series to belong to forces not recognized by heaven and earth,

And his way is more of a stranger that is excluded from the heavens and the earth. If it were wood pine, it would most likely give up God, demons, and demons to cultivate, give up obedience, and obey the will of heaven. In this way, you can reduce the difficulty of opening your eyes, step by step, from yin to yang...

He would not abandon his path for the sake of opening his eyes.

“God doesn't approve? What if I have to go against God's will and force my eyes open! ”

Ningfan turned his hand and took out the left eye of the three carp, such as the previous method, which turned the carp into a lotus flower and swallowed it one bite.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... eight!

With the first experience of swallowing lotus, Ningfan used only eight breaths this time, absorbing a hint of polar sun in the white lotus.

Before his eyes, the heavens and the earth were washed, and then a scene appeared again. This scene, when the three carp eyes were opened, the scene was left in the left eye and remains!

In the picture, it is a village with water by the mountain, the village is not very populous, the village by the river, there is a bald old man, fishing by the river.

Next to him, there was a bamboo basket in which several fish had been caught. The old man looked at the river and looked at the stars.

“People are fishing today, he's fishing for me every year... this is, cause and effect! ”

The old man suddenly sighed.

At the time of his sighing, there were two more causes and consequences that seemed to guide him along two very different paths.

“People are fishing today, he's fishing for me every year...” said Ningfan. In this sentence, the law of causality was exhausted.

Speaking of, the sight of a carp in all its eyes is a man thirsty to die in the desert, eager to be reincarnated into a fish before dying.

The left-eye view of the carp is the old man fishing... think about it carefully, the view of both seems to be related to the fish...

Karma...

I'd rather have speculation in my heart, but I'm not quite sure.

Similar to the scenery first seen by Shi Lian, the scenery this time lasted only three short breaths and disappeared.

After watching the second scene, the mysterious drip sounded again, followed by the woman's call, a cry, like in her ear. After that, it was the sound of the chain crashing, trying to stop Ningfan from opening his eyes.

Still unable to open his eyes, but this time, after the sound of the chain, he heard some other sounds. Seems to be the sound of two boys talking...

Obviously, he is constantly taking carp, not useless, but useful.

“This woman's heart is strong, and Neha Avenue is heartless, afraid to wait for an empty battle. We have waited for the Holy Patriarch to guard the Snow Valley for countless years, and we have not seen the souls of the dead in the Valley come true. This woman is the first 42 rounds, the flesh turns to ash, the green cigarette, but she can't stop thinking about it. I really don't know what kind of person made her think so...” This is the voice of one of the boys.

“The deceased is a soul, not to mention a dead man with no immortal roots, and this snow valley is a grain, and this coffin owner is a mortal, who wants to be true, difficult, difficult, difficult. According to Master, this coffin is not a man, but a butterfly of mortal worlds. This butterfly has not been repaired, but the master said that the butterfly had committed a felony crime and angered the existence of the ancient mountain. It was annihilated by the third yang of the wild sword. Tsk Tsk Tsk Tsk, the district fan butterfly actually led the Immortal Emperor to do it, and was also chopped by the wild sword of the third yang. Do you believe that? Master also said that in the end, even the one from Purple Mountain Douhai took back this butterfly ash in the ancient third yang. Otherwise, this butterfly would not even have left flying ash...” This is the voice of another boy.

“Master is really confused. What qualifies a fan butterfly to let the Fourth Immortal King kill himself? How can you let another Immortal Emperor help you? If it were the legendary Nine Butterflies, could it be a mortal butterfly, huh...”

“Around, this was 42 rounds ago, too long ago, who knows if it's true or not. And since this is what Master said, it is even more untrustworthy, mostly false. Who knows, our master, is Hongjun Holy Sect's favorite nonsense monk. If you are not too fond of bullshit, you will not be punished to think in Snow Valley if you piss off this generation of Hung Jun... with such a master, even with us, you can not lift your head in front of your brother. ”

“Yeah, I really regret worshipping such a master. Just the day before yesterday, the master also said, ‘There is a living spirit in this world, the strength of which is in ordinary, in ordinary, because ordinary and ordinary, is the shadow of the Immortal family, if the sun can not refuse, but can kill the Immortal! Yin and Yang, who is higher than who is first class’... hey, Master is hopeless. Wherever you can kill a fairy... cough cough, mortals can't fix anything, why kill a fairy? Let me tell you, Master, all your life, you've read too much books, you've read too much bad brains... Master also said..."

That's it. The children seemed to be still talking about their master, but the rest of them, Ningfan, could not hear.

I'd rather suck in a breath of cold air. This time I heard something, it seemed... something different!

Hongjun Holy Sect... Snow Valley... Women... Forty-two rounds... Butterflies... Ancient Mountains... Rough Sword Third Yang... Purple Mountain Douhai...

The conversation between the two boys seems to involve a terrible secret! Even if you don't understand the specific meaning of it, you can guess that these words are not small, but can be said by a monk from the fantasy world.

Is this the dialogue of the people of the real world?

The butterfly, you mean yourself? Or something else…

Snow Valley, where is it? Hongjun Holy Sect, what do you mean?

Why would he hear such secrets? Is the conversation between the two boys part of what he saw when he opened his eyes?

Karma, karma...

Of particular concern to Ningfan was the last words of the two boys.

‘Master also said that there is a kind of living spirit in this world, the strength of which is in ordinary, in ordinary, because ordinary and ordinary, is the shade of the Immortal family, if the sun can not refuse, but can kill the Immortal! ’

Mortals are yin and immortals are yang. This corresponds to a yin and a yang.

All things in the world that are yin and yang are mutually reversible. This is the understanding that Ningfan Xiuyin and yang Avenue has summarized for many years. Fire can burn dry water, water can extinguish fire, and the shade and the face are not necessarily superior to anyone else. The master of this boy is quite right. If a mortal dwells in the yin, a cactus dwells in the yang, to the yin, he can also kill the yang. Theoretically, but at first sight, it's ridiculous.

Where can you kill a fairy... can a mortal really kill a fairy?

For some reason, when I think about it, I think of the ancient heavenly garden, where the butterflies of previous generations smashed their palms.

If any man can reach the shadows, though the sun cannot refuse, he can kill the fairy...

If you can reach the shadows...

This sentence repeatedly echoed in Ningfan's mind, sweeping away the slight shaking of Taoist heart after he encountered the pine.

He can open his eyes when he sees Mutsuo and Shinro, and he can't, he's not without doubting his credentials.

Seeing Mumatsu can open his eyes and peek into the sun, and he can't, he's not without regrets.

Heaven's will prevented him from opening his eyes. His heart was not without anger, and he wanted to compete with the heavens.

But that outrage was extinguished when it was heard.

If you can reach the shadows...

Ningfan seems to have seen a brand new cultivation road, a cultivation road different from all the monks in the fantasy world.

Fantasy realm, is the shadow of the three real realms, the repair of the fantasy realm, is the people of the shadow realm, the only way out, according to the will of heaven, step by step from shadow to yang, step by step, to become the people of the real world. To take the third step, surely this is the path that the people of the shadows must follow.

But what if Ningfan doesn't walk like this?

What if he insists on walking in the shadows and living in the shadows? What if he walks all the way to the shadows...

What happens if he keeps his eyes open and keeps his eyes closed?

Open your eyes, it's a road.

Close your eyes, it seems to be the same way.

“I wonder how tall the master of those two boys is. A few words will give me the feeling of Mosetton driving, and it will not be generalized.” Ningfan insinuated.

“The sound of the drip, the call of the woman, the conversation between the two boys, are most likely part of my vision. Even though I haven't opened my eyes, I hear more and more voices. Does this mean that the more carp I eat, the closer I get to opening my eyes? Well, let's see what happens when you take the third carp. ”

Ning Fan, like the previous method, took the third carp eyes, the right eye of the carp three.

This time in front of him, it is still the view of the elderly fishing, the view contained in the right eye of the third carp, turns out to be the same. Yet the perspective is different!

Left eye of the carp, the angle of view is the old man fishing, right eye angle, but it is the fish in the river.

Watch this old man fishing again, listen to the old man say ‘I fish today, he fish me every day’ again, the feeling is different than before.

Ning Fan's eyes were blind for a moment. At that moment, he felt that he was integrated into the scene, becoming the old man fishing, looking at the fish in the river with extremely complex eyes; again, he seemed to be the fish caught by the old man, struggling desperately on the hook...

It was only a short three breaths, and it seemed that in an instant he realized the life of an old man fishing, and in an instant he realized the life of a fish.

After three breaths, the scenery disappeared, but Ningfan still sat still, his eyes flashed...!

He seemed like he was in the dark. He couldn't tell if he was the fisherman, the fish, or... both!

That sense of enlightenment grew stronger and stronger. At a certain moment, Fan suddenly awoke from the magic and came to his senses. My heart is still pounding and sweating!

He... what just happened. Wait, on the back of his hand, why... the carp scales!

Ningfan sucked in a breath of cold breath, he only found out that just a few short breaths in which he fell into the magic, in his body, there was a little more corp pulse power!

As soon as you think about it, the scales appear on your body, and then you think about it, and the scales all fall back into your body.

“Why is there so much power in my body?" ”

Ningfan looked so heavy, he found that this extra power of Dao Carp was merging with the demonic blood in his body, which gradually added a new kind of demonic carp blood to his demonic blood. This carp's blood is very thin, but it does exist!

The Dao Soul clan and the demonic clan are the counterparts of one yang and one yin. The two forces can devour and merge with each other under certain conditions. This extra corp blood, due to its weakness, was naturally assimilated into demonic blood by Ningfan's demonic blood.

“This carp demon's blood is very thin, but it contains a bit of palm power! ”

It's not wrong to feel the carp blood coming out of your body. In this silk vein, there is power in the hand.

Taking care of the carp eyes, seeing the scenery behind the eyes, can actually make Ningfan build a little palm power, this is really incredible!

It seems that the method of opening the eyes that Mu Songdao said is true, this method can really help the monks to cultivate the emptiness of the palm...

But there's one thing I'd rather not understand.

He swallowed four separate eyeballs and did not gain.

He swallowed the three left eye of the carp, and he didn't get the benefit, but he did when he swallowed the right eye. Why is that?

Does it take two eyeballs to swallow together to reap the benefits? No, it must not be that way. Are you extremely happy not to see Mumatsu get a single carp eye? It can be seen that even if there is only one carp eye alone, the benefits can be obtained.

“Swallow the left eye of the carp, the view I see is the perspective of the old man fishing, the view of the right eye is the perspective of the fish... the old man fishing with the fish... two causes and consequences...”

Ningfan slightly closed his eyes and remembered the scenery in the three eyes of the carp, as if he had become an old man fishing again and a fish again...

People are fishing today, he is fishing for me every year... This sentence keeps echoing in Ningfan's ear. Suddenly, Ningfan opened his eyes and seemed to understand something.

That old man, it's not a fish!

He's fishing for himself!

This strange thought suddenly appeared in Ningfan's mind, and it could not be waved anymore.

The old man, fishing for himself, fishing for his next life as a fish, in this life, meeting with the next...

This scene seems to contain Mo Daewood, unfortunately for a moment, I would rather not be able to think through it in any way, I can only do it.

One thing is certain, though, is that he reaps the benefits of a little bit of carp blood, which has nothing to do with the feeling of being a fisherman and sometimes a fish.

“Carp swallowing is about seeing other people's scenery. If you have an understanding, you can get the benefits from it. It's just that, after all, it can't compare to the benefits of opening your eyes and seeing your scenery. It's hard to build a void in one's palm with the sight of others. ”

“I am practicing, it is harder to open my eyes than others, I swallowed the polar sun in the three carp eyes, the distance is really close, if the polar sun is enough, even if the chain sound stops, I am confident to force the opening of my eyes... I just don't know how many polar suns are needed to really open my eyes. ”

Ningfan turned his hand and took out the fourth eyeball, swallowing it according to the previous method, which is the left eye of Carp II. The right eye of the carp was then swallowed.

The view in the left eye of Carp II is located in a temple, a water tank in the temple, and a monk is feeding the carp in the water tank.

The view in the right eye of the carp is the same as the left eye, just different, one is the monk's perspective, one is the carp's perspective in the tank.

At some point, the monk even glanced at the carp in the tank. At that moment, I preferred to have a very strong feeling.

This monk isn't looking at fish, he's looking at himself!

Indeed, they learned the perspectives of monks and carp separately, preferring to cultivate a little carp demon blood in the body again. Although the blood vein is thin, it finally contains a little palm power, and no one is allowed to dwarf this blood vein.

Anyway, Nine kinds of demon yin and yang can be cultivated. If there are conditions in the future, a carp yin and yang can be cultivated. At this moment, it is not necessary to ignore the carp demon blood.

There is only one thing he attaches the utmost importance to right now, and that is... open your eyes!

Absorbing the polar sun in the fourth carp, I'd rather not hear more sounds, but for the first time, I saw the existence of a chain!

All the surrounding landscapes are as if they were nothingness and no longer existed, preferring to remain in the shadow, but standing as if in a deserted nothingness. Above the void, in front of him, stood twelve illusory stone bridges.

When the fifth carp was absorbed, those illusory stone bridges, right in front of his eyes... solidified!

Twelve stone bridges, each with a different divine glow, give a sense of immense, untouchable holiness.

“You, can you see these stone bridges? ”

Ningfan asked to the void beside him.

There, actually, it's not a void, but a place where the black cat is lying, it's the Xuan Yin Realm.

“The black devil doesn't understand. Where's the stone bridge?” The black cat slammed a hoard and she didn't see any stone bridges here.

That was another dimension of the landscape, which she could not see, but rather could be seen.

“Is this the scenery that only I can see...” prefers the secret word.

Dang, Dang, Dang...

Twelve stone bridges are connected at the end of the head. Ningfan tries to fly towards the first stone bridge, and when one moves, the sound of the impact of the chain is heard. A dark red chain gradually emerges on him, tied to him.

The closer you get to the stone bridge, the closer the chain is tied, almost trapped in the flesh.

100, 90, 80...

With Ningfan Kambi Ancient Immortal reverence repair, we can only fly outside the seventies of the stone bridge, we cannot continue to get close. If you come any closer, your body will be strangled by that chain, causing injury. This chain is not an entity, but the will of heaven has an image after it has been embodied, and it is not easy to get anywhere near the stone bridge.

“Stand down! ”

“Back off!! ”

“Back off!!! ”

“The people of the shadows, the sinners of Dairdai, are not eligible to go on the [Origin Bridge]! ”

Above the bridge of the first stone bridge, suddenly a stone eye opened and he looked ruthlessly at Ningfan. It, the guardian bridge god of the Origin Bridge, exists in the three realms of truth, appearing in front of Ningfan, is only a projection.

If a monk opens his eyes and summons the bridge, it will appear in a projective way. Deng Benyuan Bridge is a unique benefit of the people of the Yangtze realm. He can climb the bridge and obtain the gift of heaven. For the first time, the monks can also see the projection of the Origin Bridge.

The ancient river of the bridge god is very depressed. Where is this fantasy world? I don't know. Hundreds of billions of fantasy realms, who remember where this is.

Who is this maestro in front of you? I don't know. He's an ancient bridge god. He doesn't know a fantasy dream world.

He doesn't seem to have opened his eyes yet. Why does he have so many polar suns on him? It was this reason that the upper realm actually had sensations, which led God to mistakenly assume that someone in this realm had opened their eyes again, that he would fall down the projection in his butt.

This child does not really open his eyes, it is not wrong. If he opens his eyes, the polar sun in his body will gradually transform into the [breath of the real world] that is characteristic of the true world brothers. Even if you open your eyes for the first time, there will be a small amount of polar sun to complete the conversion, yet there is no breath of truth in this child! Huh, what a big dragon this time!

A monk who hadn't opened his eyes and deceived him into descending projections! Gujiang Qiaozhen feels his IQ has been greatly insulted.

And this child is bound by the blood lock of the soul, no mistake, this is the monk who committed the ten great sins, the blood lock of the soul that binds, is the abomination of heaven. In terms of the number of this blood lock, this child committed at least four, five, and six of the top ten crimes. The Dao Soul Nation has a heavenly rule, cultivation as the fourth sin, demons as the fifth sin, refusal to accept orders as the sixth sin, and does not know what sin this child is guilty of, always, is a sinner beyond a doubt...

Sinner, don't put it on the Origin Bridge!

The ancient river of Qiaozhen looked cold at Ningfan, as if it was a warning. He wrongly lowered the projection of the Origin Bridge. He has made a scene. If the sinner is allowed to climb the bridge again, once the matter comes out, he will be punished by the three Dao Soul Nation.

“Origin Bridge, what is it? What do you mean, guilty? ”

Ningfan was not angry at the warnings of the ancient river of Qiaozhen and asked very calmly.

“Humph, I am the Origin Bridge God, what are you and are you qualified to ask questions to this God!” Gujiang didn't have the guts to say.

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly cold, and this bridge god seemed a little over-assed.

The original source bridge and bridge god in front of us are just projections. They are the product of the concentration of the power of Dao Yuan, not the entity. It is somewhat similar to the Yin Phoenix in the Quadrangle of the two instruments.

Waiting for the idle monk, he can't hurt this original bridge, nor can he hurt the projection of the bridge god Gujiang, because Gujiang dared to be arrogant at first sight when Ning Fan repaired it to a low height.

After making a big oolong scene, Gujiang was in a bad mood and was eager to return to the real world immediately. Deviation A projection must be less than half an hour before the projection can be retrieved. If a monk opens his eyes and climbs the bridge in half an hour, he will do his job, and he can also return to claim some merit. bias, leading to the original bridge projection

, is an unopened sinner...

Drop the projection to a monk who didn't open his eyes. It's a mistake to do business. When you get back, deduct at least 500 merits. That's 500 kung fu! The inner heart of the ancient river drips blood.

If the sinner were to climb the bridge again, it wouldn't be as simple as deducting 500. At least 2,000 kung fu! Well, this sinner must not be allowed to climb the bridge!

Gujiang doesn't have any fondness for Ningfan. Naturally, the tone of the voice is so bad how to come. I'm sure Ningfan couldn't hurt herself. Naturally, I didn't see Ningfan in my eyes.

I was about to mix half an hour and retract the projection. Suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling came along, making the stone eyes of the ancient river suddenly horrified.

At this moment, Ningfan took out the sword and raised it slightly towards the stone bridge.

Rationally, the sword was not of high rank, but the ancient river sensed a sense of crisis from above it.

No mistake, this sinner boy, carrying out some kind of extremely horrible sword technique, can take the dignity of Wangu Immortals as a projection of the power of his own way!

“Are you sure I'm not qualified to ask you questions? ”

Ning Fan was too lazy to talk to the bridge god. If the bridge god is still arrogant, he could simply chop the bridge god with one sword.

Ancient River is settled by Ningfan's simply laid-back style! This is the first time he has ever seen such a barbaric shadow monk, he has so naturally waved his sword at the true bridge god!

By the way, Gujiang descended only as a projection, if the projection is destroyed, at most, it will involve some injuries to the body, without endangering life.

But the rules above stipulate that, as the high god of the bridge, if he is injured by the shady monks, he will be regarded as humiliating the name of the Dao Soul clan, at least 5,000 kung fu!

No, this can't be happening! Kung Fu is the root of his life, how can you snap it!

Therefore, Qiaozhen Gujiang congratulated him, and his tone instantly became friendly and intimate, as if he had seen his own father.

“Sinner boy, ah no, pussy friend, have something to say, hey hey, don't move the knife and move the gun, it hurts and you're angry. Isn't that just a few questions, so to speak, I answer, I answer. ”

So the bridge god Gujiang Barbara said a lot of information about the original bridge to Ningfan. Of course, none of Gujiang's secrets are mentioned, and he has always complied with the above rules.

See Gujiang Jiangxiang, Ningfan took the sword and listened carefully. This is the first time he's heard that there's such a thing as the Origin Bridge in the world.

Opening your eyes is the path that must be taken to become holy. After opening your eyes, the monks are entitled to lead the Origin Bridge projection, but even the saints may not be able to complete the twelve Origin Bridges!

Opening his eyes, actually divided into twelve grades, like the Mu Songdao, has actually climbed the first Origin Bridge, the reason why he is so eager for the eyes of the Yang Realm, in order to absorb the polar sun, to get to the second Origin Bridge early.

Because it is only by climbing the first original bridge that we can break through the second order of quasi-sancestry. Only by climbing the second Origin Bridge can you break through the third order of Quasi-Sancestry!

Even if it is not sanctified, there are no great advantages to climbing to the Origin Bridge. For example, the advantages of climbing to the First Bridge are to help the Brothers build a little void in their own hands! If you can reach the end of the first bridge, the position of step 77, you can open the bottleneck of the second quasi-sanctionary...

“Unexpectedly, I didn't open my eyes, I actually led the original bridge projection... can make the bridge god drop the wrong projection, what kind of bad luck is this...”

Ning Fan's tongue was slightly worse. He always felt that his luck had improved by more than one and a half stars after he had conquered Wu Lao Ba.

Wu Lao Ba is a disaster star for 10,000 years. If other people approach him, they will definitely have bad luck. If they get closer to him, will their luck not diminish the upsurge? Because he's evicted?

“Origin Bridge, each bridge, 77 steps long. Every further step has no great benefit. Others must open their eyes to see the Origin Bridge. I didn't open my eyes, but I had a chance to climb the bridge...”

The only trouble is that Ningfan, with one chain after another, seems to still be a sinner and is not allowed near the bridge of origin on the Avenue.

At this moment, the distance to the 70th length of the original first bridge is already the limit of Ningfan. If it were a wooden pine, it would be possible to wear the chain and move a few steps on the first bridge, not necessarily close to the original first bridge...

“The Origin Bridge projection will not be wrong every time, and next time, it is unclear whether there will be such an opportunity. Without these chains, as I now repair them, it would be unknown how far I could walk across this last seventy feet and climb onto the first bridge of the original source...”

I wish I didn't have these chains.

However, without these chains, with Ningfan's qualities, most of them would have opened their eyes at the beginning of the painting world. After opening their eyes, they can call the original bridge to project at any time. This is not a rare opportunity to climb the bridge.

Just wear the chain. Take the chain. There is a shield. You should be able to offset the damage of the chain...

See what Ningfan said to himself, the ancient river of the bridge god mumbled.

“Well, this kid's nagging. You don't want to climb the bridge, do you? No, it's impossible, he has a lot of blood locks on his soul. This number is enough to restrain the weaker second order quasi-Santon from getting on the Origin Bridge. This kid, too, I'm sure...”

Before he finished, something happened that made him fall off his chin.

But Ningfan's body surface suddenly burst out of a formation of golden light. It was the damage of the blood lock of the soul, and forced into the original bridge within sixty characters.

“What a powerful body guard! At least it's a Chinese congenital! Otherwise, I won't make it to 60! ”

Even in the three realms of truth, there are not many natural magic treasures of Chinese quality.

Gujiang was very surprised. Ning Fanshu was the only one who could possess a Chinese innate magic treasure.

But that's the limit of 60, isn't it? Gujiang thought so, but found Ning Fan walked into 50, 40, 30...

“Thirty! For this child, it could be a fine innate magic treasure! ”

Gujiang moved.

He doesn't even have one of them, but he has some red eyes.

However, even with the finest innate magic treasures, you must definitely stop at 30 steps...

Slow down, Ningfan kept getting closer to the original bridge, twenty, fifteen, ten...

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. is an opener, after all, it is not a complete opener. By the time it is 10 feet from the original bridge, it is no longer possible to completely offset the damage of the Taoist blood lock.

If you continue forward, you will be seriously injured…

“Ten! This child must be an exquisite congenital treasure! ”

Gujiang's eyes are hot.

Excellent innate treasures, but the good things that saints yearn for, I can't imagine the district fantasy world immortality, it's really jealous to have such treasures.

Too bad he's a projection, he can't kill people to take treasure, otherwise he can... hey! Too bad!

It's just that, even if this child has an exquisite congenital treasure, so what? After all, he is not tall enough to climb the First Bridge of Origin, and must be seriously injured.

This is a sinner, don't climb the Origin Bridge. Otherwise, deduct 2,000 merits!

“Little friend, stay! Moving forward, you will be seriously injured. The Taoist blood lock is an instrument of punishment gathered by the will of the heavens and the earth. There will be no harm in ordinary times. Only sin is not allowed to repair eyes, near the original bridge. So don't...”

Gujiang still persuaded his mother-in-law, but Ning Fan ignored his persuasion directly. A longitudinal person had crossed the final distance, stepped onto the first bridge of the origin and stood in the position of Step 1!

Boom!

It was Ningfan who burst out a lot of blood mist and was seriously injured!

Whoo!

It sounded like a horn, suddenly it rang around the Origin Bridge!

Aah!

It was Gujiang's heartbroken cries. The sinner climbed the bridge, ah ah ah, 2,000 kung fu!

You can't walk on the bridge. Don't do this!

Sir, you are a sinner, you climb the bridge, I deduct 2,000, I deduct 500 for every step you take!

Gujiang had some regrets and had a bad feeling.

This Sinner Boy shouldn't be able to take the second step on the bridge. Shouldn't you...

…

Woo--

Above Kijima, suddenly came the whimpering horn, ancient and sad, echoing in the heavens and the earth, as if everywhere, it was impossible to see where this voice came from.

When the horn sounded, the whole island suddenly began to snow and the temperature plummeted, as if into winter.

“Well, where's the horn coming from?” None of the weak and strong people like Wu Lao Ba understand the good end, why it suddenly snows.

The weather has been really strange lately, it will rain later, it will snow later...

With a slight surprise, this snowy sky is amazing. In the moment, there is a power enough to freeze the source of his body's path.

Fortunately, there is no malice in this horn, otherwise, even if he is a first-order quasi-sancestor, he will freeze into an ice sculpture in this horn!

“What horn is this? What a terrible power! Could it be some East Heavenly Monster, the new Pharaoh, in the experiment Pharaoh could!” Horrified to the harlot.

“No, this horn is not made by others, it's the voice of heaven!” Wood loose excitement.

“The voice of heaven, what do you mean?” I don't get it.

“Literally.” Mumatsu did not intend to explain it more, but his heart turned a wave of shock.

The voice of the Ice Seal Horn! Who opened their eyes, led the vision of the Origin Bridge and climbed onto the Origin First Bridge!

Heavenly sounds are within the boundaries of Kijima, leading the visionary people, must be nearby, is it true that...

No, it can't be! This child clearly has no eyes open, no breath of truth in his body, but, out of him, who else...

“Look away! Though Senroh opened his eyes, he didn't have the ability to climb onto the Origin Bridge. The old man also climbed the original first bridge after a few turns, then exhausted countless years, but only on the first bridge, walked 14 steps away. ”

The first bridge of 77 steps is only 14 steps away, which is the gap between the three quasi-sancestral steps of Mumatsu.

If the person who climbed the bridge is really Ningfan, then this child qualification is... unimaginable!

Woo--

The sad horns, like the cold winter winds, suddenly blow across the stars around Wood Island, instantly freezing even the stars into ice.

At this moment, one of the two monks approached Kijima, and at first sight the cold wind was slightly changed.

The old man, Lu Pestilence, the Plague King, was not as tall as Mu Song and Xiangzi. However, he could not feel the horror of the cold wind enough to seal the source of the road.

The young man, wearing a red robe, cold eyebrow eagle eyes, slightly thin lips, was also rounded at this moment, seemingly shocked, unable to speak for a moment.

“On the other side of Kijima, why is there an ice cape?" Ancestor once said that only the repair of the eye can lead to the heavenly voice, is it not... a vision caused by the Mu Songdao people! ”

The young man in the red robe, the second younger emperor of the four barbarians of the Southern tribe, as a Southern tribe, has also heard such secrets.

“It is true that this pine hides deeply and cannot be underestimated. Most of them are second-degree quasi-sancestors. He must not be offended in this journey. As for Naningfan, hmm, if he really is an ancient overhaul, Benjun will kindly invite him to go to the Southern tribe, but if he is not...” Red robe youth smile slightly, if Ningfan is not an ancient overhaul, he is not welcome, impersonating a Southern monk, but a great sin, must not be spared!

Lu Pestilence beside him saw the red robe young man's face exposed to cold light. He had to pinch a sweat for Ning Fan.

The inner prayer is hidden, “Yiddish, Yiddish, I asked you, you said you had a way to deal with the Nanbu people, you, can't really be an ancient overhaul, if not... hey, these are really troublesome, really troublesome...”