Grasping Evil

What are the four extra heartbeats? I prefer not to ask because he feels hidden. Even if he asks, the Holy Sword will not answer.

He didn't ask much, he just tried to make himself swell and restore calm.

Previously, there was a certain amount of uneasiness in his heart. The reason for that uneasiness was partly because of the shock of the heartbeat of the saint, and partly because he learned of the other identity of the Holy Sword, some accidents.

Another identity for the Holy Sword is the first emperor to kill? Isn't it human to kill an emperor? A sword?

In this case, Ningfan also wanted to ask in detail, but could not speak in time. He also distinguishes the main part of the matter, and the primary task at this moment is to strive to empty the mind and bring the body and mind together so as not to waste the sole opportunity of listening to each Emperor.

“The succession of generations of young emperors to kill emperors, with three advantages, listening to the heartbeat of saints, is the first advantage, because some limitation, a person can only experience once in a lifetime. Before killing Emperor Cheng for generations, he would come here to listen to the heartbeat of the saints and learn from it… I, again, choose which saint heartbeat to listen to…”

I'd rather forget everything around me and throw away all my thoughts. Gradually, his breath began to disappear; gradually, his breath disappeared completely from heaven and earth.

Man sits on his knees, but the whole person seems to be part of the heavens and the earth, or the heavens and the earth become part of Ningfan's body...

Heavenly Man in One, Second Realm!

[What a terrible focus… this child seems to have noticed the heart rate problem, which is something the emperors have not been able to do for generations. Worthy of being the Second Realm Brother of Heavenly Man... worthy of being the man with the two great taste elephants...]

The Holy Sword again made a sound, this time, it was astonishing, unfortunately, Ning Fan at this moment could not hear this exclamation at all.

There is nothing in my heart. Six perceptions do not stain! At this moment, someone will cut Ningfan with a knife, and Ningfan will not move!

Knock, knock!

Boom!!

Knock knock knock!!!

The echoing heartbeat in your ears is getting stronger and clearer. A picture of a saint flows through Ningfan's mind, containing the wonders, one by one.

In the face of the heartbeat of these misguided saints, one would rather have a small feeling. He felt his tens of thousands of years old bone age, seemingly long, but briefly; he felt the hard and bitter pain of walking all the way, but the wrinkled surface of the wind of Pinghu. At this moment, the tranquil heart is the vast lake water at the bottom of the lake...

The constantly circulating images in my mind, although the switching is still hasty, the kind of switching back and forth has slowed down due to the inner calm of Ningfan.

Toggle room, you can see the length of the image, and it expands gradually.

“Ask Yu Yiqi Bishan, laugh without answering his own mind, peach blossoms flower to go, there is no heaven and earth not human. ”

In the picture, a saint in a cloak lives in the Peach Blossom Source and is speaking to 100,000 disciples in the Peach Blossom Source. Lifting his hand room, he twisted a peach petal and read the true trick. He opened the heavens and the earth in a peach petal in the district. There are trillion living spirits in the petal heavens and the earth. So many living spirits do not feel that the petal world is narrow, but still cannot detect the margins of the petal world. These creatures don't know much more. The heavens and the earth where they live are just... flowers that saints pick up at will...

The saint of the coat was faint, shook the petals in his hand into powder, destroyed the petals, destroyed them together, and the trillion creatures of the petal world, all died.

There is no joy when He opens the world and creates trillions of living beings; nor is there mercy when He destroys the world and destroys trillions of living beings.

In his eyes, all mortal spirits are nothing but delusions...

The meeting of 100,000 disciples was trendy, and the saint in clothes closed his eyes and did not explain anything to the disciples.

Not knowing how long later, the saint in the coat opened his eyes, seemed to feel something and frowned. He commanded the disciple to say a few words, then he leapt away from the peach blossoms and flew to the top of this heaven and earth filled with peach trees.

He lifted his hand and tore the peach blossom from heaven and earth, and walked out of it. Numerous disciples heard movement and rose to congratulate the grandmaster on his departure.

Outside, a stream of light flew out of a drop of peach blossom dew water and landed as a saint in a cloak. He looked back at the dew water and shook his head.

“Yer and others are praiseworthy of filial piety, then, non-human beings also... do not know the true face of Lushan, only to be in this mountain...”

The so-called Peach Blossom Source World, in fact... is just a drop of dew water in the more peripheral world, and the 100,000 disciples who had sent him away before, in detail, it is like the slightly larger bacteria in the dew water, the weaker, the smaller, the finer things, cannot be seen from the outside, let alone presented in the dew water, can only be seen in it...

“The war in the ancient world intensified, and this time, even I had to intervene. ”

The cloak saint shook his head, emptied out, and the picture switched here. Although it is still switched, it has presented too much content than before...

Ningfan only felt a shock in his heart!

The trillion living spirits in the petals, the creation and destruction of the petal world. In fact, the peach blossoms where the 100,000 disciples live are also a drop of dew water. People are like pigeons, boundaries in the realm... Everything seems to have opened the door to a new world for him, as if he understood something, and as if... he didn't understand anything...

In the next scene, there is an armored saint who picks stars and smells magic treasures.

That saint's refinery technique is beyond Ningfan's understanding, and is by no means the second step of common sense can be understood!

The saint refined the treasure in half and suddenly frowned. He seemed to feel something. He said to himself, "Heaven is desolate...”

Afterwards, he took half of Fabao and left in a hurry.

If the image changes again, there is a saint sword to destroy tens of thousands of worlds, that swordsmanship is brilliant, if it is mastered by Ningfan, it can definitely be the end of the era!

The scene has changed again. It is the scene of two saints hand-to-hand confrontation. The physical skills used are all beyond the second step...

A heartbeat, a picture, an understanding!

Forty-three heartbeats ahead, all like this, no exceptions.

In these 43 heartbeat enlightenment, Ningfan even saw a saint as a witness of killing. Every move contains the magic machine of one way of killing. If you realize, you can understand the hand of killing step by step, from the hand to the source of the way, even... to a higher level!

There are saints who raise the third step of the spiritual worm, there are saints who open the altar, and there are saints who teach themselves, and there are saints who pinch the earth to make people...

However, when the forty-fourth heartbeat appeared, the forty-three images that had been switched back and forth in Ningfan's mind had all calmed down.

Starting with the forty-fourth heartbeat, the back heartbeat seems very different from the previous one...

You don't see any reason, you don't see any perception, as if those perceptions aren't flowing on the surface, they're hidden.

In this scene, there is only one human old man, looking up at the night sky, staring at the seven stars of Beidou in the night sky, looking at the stars, looking at himself again!

He seemed to be thinking about something but couldn't get the answer, so his eyebrows were wrinkled.

His eyes were a bright silver colour, a natural colour, a colour of the stars, a silver gaze upon the heavens and silence.

He couldn't move, he didn't even change his expression. If it wasn't for the grass in the picture, the stars on the night sky would flash. Ningfan would almost think that the old man was standing in a still scroll.

More natural flying bird, the silver-eyed old man nested on his shoulder, it was this living person, as a tree...

The grass at the feet of the Silver Eyed Old Man has just broken ground, and the season around him seems to be spring...

“Mortal? No, no, this forty-fourth heartbeat, undoubtedly, is also the heartbeat of a saint, an old man who looks like a mortal, but is actually a saint without a doubt. ”

“Looking up at Beidou, it's like watching myself… this scene makes me feel a little like I've known each other, but it seems different from what I once learned about 'people fishing today, he's fishing for me every year'...”

Ning Fan closed his eyes and slightly frowned. He was trying to understand the scene in detail, but the scene changed.

Unable to continue the in-depth study, the forty-fifth heartbeat broke into Ningfan's ears without permission.

The scene of Act 45 is a middle-aged man looking up to the North Dou Star Sky.

The middle-aged man, also a pair of silver eyes, looked very similar to the silver-eyed old man in Act 44, as if he were a young form of the silver-eyed old man before.

But it's not only the youthful appearance, but also the feeling that it gives Ning Fan. It seems to be a little weaker than the silver-eyed elderly...

This silver-eyed middle-aged man also looked up at the sky and frowned deeper than the silver-eyed old man.

He looked at Beidou in the night sky, just like he was looking at himself, but it didn't seem like he was just himself...

His shoulder, there's a bird's nest that's been built all spring.

Under his feet, the grass has grown to its knees and the season is in summer.

“The middle-aged person in this scene shall be the same person as the old person in the previous scene. ”

“Oddly enough, in chronological order, Act 45 is supposed to be after Act 44, but this silver saint seems to be getting younger. It seems to contain some insights that I can't reach...”

Soon, the forty-sixth heartbeat was forcibly cut in.

In the scene of act 46, the autumn and night moon are full, and a silver-eyed young man is not looking at the moon, but at the seven stars of Beidou.

The nest on his shoulder, the bird has gone to the nest empty.

The surrounding grass and trees began to wither yellow, and the leaves lay thick.

Time falls from summer, but this silver-eyed saint seems younger, and the cultivation also diminishes more...

He remained silent until the scene of Act 47 entered and remained speechless.

The scene on scene 47 is Longdong!

Snow and night are empty and heavy snow is flying.

A silver-eyed teenager stood in the snow and did not move a step. He looked at the seven stars of Beidou in the snow and suddenly coughed a breath of blood.

And then, sigh.

“Hey, this road can't make it... Everyone says that the Fourth Step Immortal Emperor is anti-holy, but this is the opposite word, but where it comes from, and where it ends up... I don't know if there is a fifth step in the world, but there is one, and so am I... I dare not go...”

In the snow and wind, the appearance of the Silver Eye teenager gradually soars, and the cultivation continues to climb!

Gradually, the teenager returns to the silver-eyed youth, returns to the silver-eyed middle age and returns to the silver-eyed old age.

When his hair was white and his skin was dry and his teeth were dry, a strong fourth step rushed out of him.

At this moment, Longdong began to go backwards, returning to Twilight and Autumn, returning to Heavy Summer, and returning to the early spring!

When he grabbed it, he raises his hand and photographs a sect directly from another heaven and earth countless days away, landing here.

“Can the Immortal King succeed? ”

Within the Sect, several saints cultivated by them walked out and came to the elderly Silver Eye, respectfully asked.

The silver-eyed old man only shook his head in silence.

Immortal King!

The last four heartbeats are not the heartbeats of ordinary saints, but the heart beats of the fourth step against holiness!

Ningfan was intimately surprised. Is it true that the Immortal King of Beidou is the ancestor of the people of Beidou - Beidou Immortal King? This heartbeat is the heartbeat of the King of Beidou Immortals!

But why does the same Immortal Heartbeat make four distinct sounds... According to Ningfan's observation, the last four heartbeats have many similarities, but there are many more differences, unlike the heartbeat of the same person, but more like four different people...

What exactly is the King of Beidou Immortals understanding?

What does he mean by "impenetrable"?

Don't understand, don't understand...

The more you want to think about it, the more you can't figure it out. The more your head aches, the more your blood burns, the more your internal tract collapses!

He knew that he was afraid that he was craving something he shouldn't be craving, biting his teeth, chopping off greed, calming his mind, throwing the last four heartbeats behind his head, so that the pain would disappear.

Intuition tells him that the last four heartbeats contain an enlightenment, from the fourth step of the Immortal Emperor, worth far more than 43 heartbeats ahead!

But reason tells him that the last four heartbeats are not what you can get, and you can only profit from the many heartbeats ahead.

All of a sudden, Ning Fan had some intention of appealing to Shan.

He began to look at himself, and he found that even if he could benefit from the heartbeats of the past, that benefit was only temporary.

He has learned countless excuses in his life, and can make ordinary monks invincible by taking them out as he pleases.

He's got no shortage of talent!

He also lacks the gates to the peak of the Last Law!

If you follow the path of the present, go all the way down, prefer to have the confidence to step up to the peak of the fantasy realm of the Last Age, and then strike at the legendary realm of saints!

It's invincible!

Even a holy failure, at least an enhanced version of the ancient emperor, can still sweep the fantasy realm and guard what you want to guard.

How dare you kill a saint without seeing the ancient emperor as holy! Ningfan more blood robbery than the ancient mess, future achievements are naturally higher than the ancient mess, even if stopping in the saintly realm is enough to become a legend.

As for asking the three realms of truth? Huh...

That doesn't seem to matter.

The original intention of the monastery was not to become the strongest in the world. From the beginning, he was different from the motives of the vast majority of monks.

As long as you can sweep the enemies of the fantasy realm, as long as you can guard them as close as possible, then you can be holy. Step 4 is just something to add to the flowers. Is there anything...

His eyes, in fact, were tiny and tiny enough to hold only one acre and three cents in front of him.

But to think about it, he was a little confused. The more he preached, the more... he couldn't find his way.

Because the road stretches forward, and he doesn't have the desire to go all the way forward, he just wants to, keep behind him...

“Human energy, after all, is limited, I have learned so much Gestapo, just to say that the Yin and Yang Five Swords of the Ancient Emperor is no worse than the Third Step Saints are out of school… there are more things at the same level… but also because I have learned so much, I have come all the way, so many things do not have time to study. ”

“This time listening to the Sacred Heart, I was supposed to get another chance to stand up and learn, but after seeing Hokdo Immortal Emperor Enlightenment, I felt more and more like I was small, instead of doing it. ”

“Perhaps my path does not mean moving forward. Perhaps my path, which is the end point, is enough. ”

“I don't have to go for the length of the road, I can stop and widen the road...”

“I'm willing to stop on this mending path for what I care about… or is this half-way stop… my path? ”

Ningfan's heart suddenly snapped!

He seemed to recognize himself at this moment!

He seemed to hear his own voice, his own heartbeat at this moment!

Yes, he is a little rich and easy to satisfy… without external pressure, he is unwilling to pursue illusory manipulation, fame…

If he triumphs over all the great enemies of the fantasy world, if he doesn't need to be promoted, and if he encounters a situation where he has to die to be promoted, he will definitely choose to give up...

“That's my heart! ”

“I don't despise going all the way forward, but if I seriously decide to stop here, this is my country, where Sword Feng is, no one can violate! ”

Boom!

Boom!!

Knock knock knock!!!

A heartbeat came out of Ningfan's body. This heartbeat theory is less powerful than the vastness of the third step saint, but it is more determined than any saint's heartbeat, throwing a sound!

It's not the heartbeat of the other guy!

This heartbeat belongs to Ningfan himself!

At this moment, Ningfan's heartbeat may still be confused, but he swept away the last trace of confusion about the third and fourth steps of the monastery!

Because of his delusions, he can hold on to his heart! For Ningfan, the floats and floats that others attach great importance to, will live forever, in fact... are just delusions.

[This child actually did the Sacred Heart in the second step! How is this possible?

[It is already difficult and expensive for him to hear the heartbeat of the Emperor Beidou, but in fact, it is only because of the help of the Second Realm of Heavenly Man. Any Heavenly Man's Second Realm repair will probably hear this... but the Sacred Heart... even true saints rarely can do this! And no one is the strongest of the saints!

[Even the weakest beginnings of holiness, none of them are not the people who have reached the third realm of Heavenly Man. Obviously, the integration of Heavenly Man is not the reason to help this child.

[No, it cannot be said that it is the Ming Sacred Heart. This child is not a saint. What he does is actually just the Ming Heart, but if one day it is truly holy, then this child can easily achieve the Ming Sacred Heart, even if he has just entered the Initial Sacred Heart!

The Holy Sword cannot hide the horror of his heart. If he did not die for many years, only the will remained in the sword, he would surely show his figure, go and feel Ningfan's body, and study why this child is so outstanding!

At this moment, he finally believed that it was no coincidence that Ningfan had the Taoist elephant that surpassed the King of Beidou Immortals.

Taoist is Taoist! The path chosen by this child, fearing that it is in the course of the execution, belongs to a very opposite heaven; and if one day this fortunate road is made, then this child... fears that it will be another Zidou Immortal King crushing his peers!

[I'm afraid even Zidou Xianhuang himself didn't expect this kind of dreamland like a mess burial post, but there are also such Zidou descendants born... unfortunately, unfortunately... this child is too qualified to climb the top of the mess burial post... He was born in the wrong age, if he was born in the undead era of Zidou Xianhuang, there are Zidou Xianhuang to guide him, the future is simply limitless! Even if you don't step four, it's enough for a Gestapo Day!

[My ability is not enough to help him die from the yin and return to the true yang. But even if this life can only stop in the fantasy realm, I will be happy to help him, will just realize the heart, consolidate!

[Can't seem to see the heartbeat of these saints? Speaking of... this is an ancient god. In that case, take these ancient divine powers and help them to open up the ancient divine heart! The advantages of killing the Emperor's successor for generations are never lost. It is always difficult for this child to return empty-handed to me! Even if you kill the Emperor afterwards, you have no reason to listen to the Sacred Heart! Whether or not this child is strong enough to fight the evil people is the key to the survival of my Kill Temple Qi!

Whoa!

A bloody sword suddenly spread across the seventh floor of the prison and drowned Ningfan instantly.

At this moment, Ningfan's heart beat is a little steady. He no longer cares about the heartbeat of other saints. He is trying to stop this realization. He suddenly noticed that the sword laid on the heavens and the earth was intentionally attacking him and sucked in a breath of cold air as he climbed.

This sword is so horrible, it's enough to kill him hundreds of times! This is the sword of the Holy Sword. If it is malicious, he will surely die!

Fortunately, Ningfan was convinced that killing the Holy Sword would not harm him. Instead, he could not resist it. Instead, he let the heavenly sword be present.

Indeed, the sword did not cause any harm to Ningfan, but merely burst into Ningfan's body and stabbed him hard towards Ningfan's heart.

I prefer to feel the pain in my heart, but nothing stops it, because… he feels the tremendous benefits of the sword!

This Holy Sword of Heaven has unleashed the power of the saint's heartbeat to help him open up the ancient divine heart!

[Eight-generation, since you don't want to listen to the heartbeat of the saints, I'll take a more direct approach to give you the benefit. I did not collect much saint power in that year, because the generations of killing emperors listening to the Sacred Heart, more than a lot of loss, the residual power of the heart, roughly enough to think that you open up the fourth and fifth hearts. More know-how requires you to find another opportunity to open it up.

It is also the first time that the Holy Sword of Heaven has been so officially called Ningfan.

Eight generations!

This is not only an endorsement of Ningfan, but also a respect, as if it were a tier!

At this moment, he is not talking to Ningfan as the sword of the holy heavens, but as the first emperor of the killing, for the benefit of future generations!

[Speaking of which, seven generations left you something, sent it to me by secret, not taken away by the traitors. When the emperor dies, there will be a certain chance to give birth to the Daoguo, and seven generations will die unfortunately. Perhaps heaven has compensated him for it, so that his slaughter will pass down! Next, I will not only help you open your heart, but also help you absorb the power of this killing hand. Of course, you will not directly condense the emptiness of the hand, but the killing path is built to great progress, but it is also natural!

[I killed the emperor for seven generations. Whatever the relationship between them before becoming emperors, fathers and sons, and teachers and disciples. After becoming emperors, they are each other's brothers and sisters. You're eight generations, and you're the same. In the future, you can call me the first generation, or you can call me... Brother... or you can call me to slaughter the Holy Sky Sword, the ancient sealed sword... whatever you want. As for the master, we… do not have a master… only a common belief, passed down from generation to generation, is maintained among us. That is the belief to defend the descendants of Beidou, unlike the pure defense of the Beidou Immortal Realm, we guard not the Beidou Immortal Emperor, but... the Beidou Blood Realm, is home... is the home of the Killing Palace Brothers and the descendants of Beidou...]

[Of course, the person who would most like to hear you shout as an eight-generation brother should be seven generations, but unfortunately there is no chance anymore...]

Plain white has gained an extra power to kill. Instead of surprise, his eyes are dark and his heart is sour.

Seven generations died sadly and humiliated, but even before he died, he was left with the fruit of the slaughter...

He would rather have seven generations of grace...

I believe him! He'll come back!

[Baby I left behind for this, you guys, don't get it!

I'd rather hold my fist, close my eyes, hide all my emotions in my heart, and open them again, I've been calm and resolute!

Heart tips, open up a little bit...

Spiritual surgery, darkened in the body.

The power of Taoist fruit was easily condensed by Ningfan into the highest grade of the heavenly Taoist Taoist. He suddenly pointed to the heavens, the Taoist scriptures were presented, the index fingers were drawn in the sky, and a new chapter was written on the Taoist scriptures!

It's a chapter dedicated to killing!

By Ningfan, write to the stars!

Because he received the power of the slaughter, no magic, only... the elders' care for the younger generation, only, the warmth left by the warmth before death...

Not violent, but cozy...

Like brother, caring for future brother...

“Seven generations, no... seniors... no... Brother... one day, Ning Fan will not let the slaughter palace die before me, you have carried this burden for too long, in the future, I will carry it for you...”

Ningfan's inner heart said.

A little more complicated, flowing in the heart.

He used to have no brother, but in the future, there will be...

These brothers have nothing to do with all of his innerly recognized masters, more to do with race, or with the Immortal Domain camp...

If seven generations were still here, it would be very comforting to hear Ning Fan summon a brother as eight generations. Unfortunately, as the Holy Sword of Heaven said, there is no more chance.

“If there is another round, I will make it up to you by calling you personally. ”

It's more like talking to yourself than talking to a killer who keeps pouring into your body.

Among the forces in charge of the killings, there was a slight negative emotion that was almost unfortunate. When Ningfan said this, it quietly dissipated...

Seems like the last regret of seven generations of killing emperors, also relieved, with old pleasure.

I believe him!

This child will guard the slaughter hall, surely!

Because he's the eight-generation Emperor of my own choosing, my own choosing...