Grasping Evil

“That purple light, why are you stopping me...”

“Why do I want to go after that woman in red...”

I'd rather be blind and think about this question, but I'm doomed to find no answer, and I can't go back to God for long.

Wind of Heaven, calmed down, that important turnaround, with the departure of the women in red, seems to have passed.

Twilight leans west, tired birds return to the forest, and the burning clouds of the sky turn faint until finally twilight is replaced by night.

And Fan looked at the night sky for a long time, a long time. Even though he has been in the world for 38 years, he still does not know who he is or where he is going.

“Why can't I remember anything. I, I don't want to stay here anymore..." prefer to speak to myself.

The feeling of not knowing who you are, too painful, too torturous, made Ningfan hate everything here.

He wants to leave.

And when he had just given birth to this idea, the surrounding body instantly turned into a thunder, dissipating from heaven and earth.

…

Reverse life lightning, surgery failed! Because the surgeon breeds a sense of resistance...

Ningfan woke up from the setting, with a strange colour on his face, and the time around him, it was only a very short time before he started counterlife lightning surgery.

In this very short period of time, he spent 38 long years in another world, another round, with counterlife lightning...

It's an incredible thing that he actually made a little bit of a mindfulness of lightning through another turn with counterlife lightning.

Dust Realm, Thunderland! Without a doubt, his slightest mindset crosses a certain circle of the three realms of truth, and is in no way the history of the realm of fantasy!

This is the first time he has ever used a counterlife lightning technique, and it can be said that there is too much to understand and need to be summed up.

“The original stage of counterlife lightning, after the revolution, cannot preserve the memory...”

“It turns out that when the operator has a sense of resistance, he can always get out of the circle and go back to reality...”

“From the moment I crossed the circle, my consciousness faded a little over time. In my turn, I was obsessed with the authorities, so I couldn't detect the incident, but at this moment I received 38 years of memories, and in retrospect, I could still discover something familiar. Unless my consciousness continues to weaken, I will not be moved to tears by the emotions of mortal mothers and sons, nor will I choose to leave because I escape reality... So, staying in the circle of Xiaocheng Thunder for 38 years is almost the limit of my bearing...”

Ningfan summarized the key to the use of counterlife lightning, and then began to think about some confusion encountered during the round.

The first wonder, the rotating coordinates of the Jinlei people, why the landing point will be in the town of Lailong in the country of Jinlei.

What's so special about coming to Dragon Town?

Hard to say something special, it seems that only the mortal named Shi opened the third door of Heavenly Man as a mortal. Should we be so qualified against Heaven...

“It seems that the Real Thunder Nation, Shi, and the Real Thunder Nation have a huge connection to the cause and effect of the Real Thunder Nation. Otherwise, the rotating coordinates passed down from generation to generation by the Real Thunder Nation cannot happen here and now...”

The second question is, who is the woman in red? When I wanted to catch up with that woman, why did a purple light appear in the circle to stop it...

“I once met the woman in red in a barbaric dream, who should be a too vulgar spirit named Red Night Fork... she is too similar to red, there must be some cause and effect... but she gave me the feeling that she was more like Sword Joe. Before I knew Kenzo so well, I might not have been able to detect it, but at this moment, I can detect it. It's a bit strange. Is there some connection between this woman and Kenzo? What would this woman have to do with red...”

In previous life and this life, it's too complicated, Ren Ningfan is extremely intelligent, but he still feels his head lifting when it comes to all kinds of things.

And the least he understood was why the purple light stopped him...

“Without a doubt, that purple light is the power of the purple bucket circle. It is the purple bucket fairy emperor that sends out from one turn to another... is the purple bucket fairy emperor not allowed to touch that woman while crossing the circle... or, there are other things in there that I don't know...”

Preferably frowned.

Step 4 The Immortal King cannot strike for nothing. There must be cause and effect, there must be a great reason.

The question is, what is the reason for Zidou Xianhuang's attack? This is so strange...

I'd rather shake my head, sweep away the strange feeling in my heart, and close my eyes and breathe.

To be adjusted to optimal condition, Ningfan performed a second counterlife lightning technique.

…

Still unfamiliar time.

Still a strange place.

Ningfan walked on the streets of Lailong Town, not understanding.

Two lightning strike points, doesn't seem right...

But what is lightning technology...

What is the falling point...

I don't understand...

I'd rather walk on the streets of Lai Long Town. Everything here makes him feel familiar and strange. It's like he's been here and stayed here for a long time, and it's like... he's new here...

He doesn't know where he's going.

No one can see him, no one can tell him.

He was lost in Dragon Town. He seemed to be looking for something, but he didn't know what he was looking for.

Long time, long time.

Fan stopped in front of a familiar and strange broken house.

This room is broken and looks like antiquities from some ages.

“I seem to have come here…” rather than wandering, he does not recall that this house was once the home of Shi.

For some reason, this shitty house is well kept by the inhabitants of Dragon Town, even some of whom spontaneously act as guards, guarding the shitty house and not allowing tourists to visit.

What's even stranger is that this shitty house actually has a lot of tourists, spelled out against the rules and had to visit one or two.

And unlike the townsfolk of Lailong Town, these tourists are basically not mortals, nothing is more than hand-eyed monks, not less than the Immortal Emperor!

“Is there anything strange about this broken house... or is it not worth mentioning in itself, but what big people have lived in..."

And when he was silent, a few of the travellers beside him prostrated themselves in a pilgrimage to the broken house.

“Is this the old house of the [saint Whisperer]? Such an ugly room to have a saint! ”

Whitsy Saint, who...

“The life of the saint Whisperer is truly legendary! When he was young, he was abandoned by the Bailey branch due to lack of talent. And when he lost his mother in the middle age, the saint of Huishi suddenly set up his ambition to become a fairy monk. Oh, 48 years old started fixing things, and there's no chance of building any foundations. But the saints of Huishi did it hard, and all the way to the world of saints, seriously! ”

Forty-eight years old begins practicing, saint...

“Not all people in this world are young and talented, but there are also many people who arrive late in the day. The saint of Huishi is such a genius. At the age of 48, he began to repair the veins. After only three months, he stepped into the melting spirit. In March, he was already married. Ten years of infancy, ten years of deity, one hundred years of purification, one hundred years of fracture, another hundred years of immortality. Thousands of years of truth, thousands of years of emptiness, thousands of years of meditation, all the way through Bangu Realm, became a 13,000 year old saint! Thirteen thousand years old, so holy speed, is said to be among the top ten in the real world. I have heard many more fairy emperors assert that Huishi saints have the resources for the fourth step, even the robber himself has summoned Huishi saints...”

13,000 years old saint...

“Your news is out of date, and I get the latest news that Whitsy Saint has been ordered by the director to take over the entire Real Thunder Nation and become the youngest country in the history of Real Thunder Nation! ”

Lord True Thunder...

“As long as the saints of Huishi continue to grow, the age of the true land of thunder will surely come! ”

Ningfan frowned and left.

That's not what he wants to know, no.

He didn't know what he wanted to look for in Dragon Town, but when he heard the news, he suddenly had an impulse to go to this Huishi Saint and see what he could do.

But where is this saint Whitsy...

He doesn't know.

So the moment he came out of Dragon Town, he was lost again.

Lost in the heavens and the earth, rather than knowing where to go. Until by chance, Fan heard a news from the passers-by, the saint of Huishi, who is now in the capital of the land of True Thunder, hosting the coronation of the Lord of True Thunder.

“So if you go to the capital of Truly Thunder Nation, can you see this person...”

It is not difficult for Ningfan to start rushing towards the true land of Thunder and eavesdropping on the direction of the capital from some passers-by.

But the trouble is, the land of thunder is too big.

Ningfan walked for 10 years in the direction of the capital and still has not arrived in the capital.

One day, when Fan saw the sky flying over a monk, he suddenly blessed his soul: Why didn't I fly?

So Ningfan switched flights to rush the road, and he was fast, faster than any ancient monster he had encountered along the way.

But after a decade of such haste, he is still a long way from home.

Ten years, enough to travel around the Nine Realms hundreds of times in four days.

But there is not enough distance from Dragon Town to the true thunder country capital, how big is the true thunder country; the dust realm, how big should it be; the three real realms combined, how big...

Unfortunately, Ningfan, who had no memory, could not think about such a complicated thing, even he could not understand why strange thoughts often arose in his heart.

Ten years later, Ningfan finally arrived in the capital of True Thunder. Thirty years have passed since the crowning ceremony!

The Huishi saint, long gone from the capital, actually went out to visit...

He had to leave the capital to continue his search for the saints of Huishi.

He doesn't know why he's looking for him, just an instinct, an animal-like intuition.

I searched again for 10 years without fruit, preferred the collapse of consciousness and the end of anti-life lightning surgery.

…

Ningfan woke up from the finalization for the second time.

Organize the information obtained during the round, prefer to shush.

The mortal named Shi finally had his surname, the full name of Shi, and only 13,000 years later he stepped into the sainthood.

The 13,000-year-old saint… is truly a remarkable qualification to make Ning Fan, who has always been of the same age, see a wall built for the first time in his life.

Ning Fan's bone age, already 170,000 years old, only practiced to the realm of the Immortal King.

These cultivation speeds can be appalling in the last era, and shocking in the three real realms.

But it's definitely not like it has never been approached and will never be approached again.

At least ask yourself, this saint of Huishi is much better than him.

Open the third door of Heavenly Man as a mortal and enter the sainthood at the age of 13,000.

He can't compare.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't want to be first in the world. As long as his power is sufficient to protect some people, it is enough.

And what makes Ningfan Baixi confused is that the second point of the counterlife lightning technique seems different from the first.

First of all, space drops differently.

For the first time, his space landed on the river outside of Dragon Town.

The second time, it fell directly into Lailong Town.

Secondly, the timing is different.

The first time he landed, Huishi was not Huishi and was only eight years old.

The second time, Huishi had become a saint, 13,000 years later.

“I carry out counterlife lightning, the time and space coordinates are clearly fixed, why the time and space points of arrival are not fixed...”

“The coordinates are the same, but the drop point is different...”

“If the rotation is the same thing, the same coordinates, absolutely landing in the same position; but if it is, the rotation changes at all times…”

“Is the circle like a sunflower dead? Every moment changes with the daylight...”

“Or maybe the turn isn't a dead thing, but... a living thing! It can grow, it can change, it has its own joy and will... Heh, this idea seems a little too counterproductive, but I haven't seen the rotation with my own eyes, how do I know this possibility doesn't exist...”

Boom!

Huge awareness, instant intrusion into Ningfan's heart, makes his eyes burst with fine light, like at this moment, contact the essence of the circle again!

Nobody knew what he had learned.

A long time later, Ningfan began the third counterlife minefield.

Unlike the previous two times, this time, Fan did a little bit of hands and feet, some attempts...

…

Strange time.

Strange place.

For the third time, the anti-life lightning technique was carried out, and Ningfan did not land in the true minefield.

The landscape is a vast expanse of deserted land, inhabited by countless truly mined nations, and migrated here to breed and flourish.

I can't believe the Thunder Nation has moved!

He betrayed too many loose spirits and joined the Purple Doo Immortal Domain under the Emperor Purple Doo Immortal!

Reject the Dust Realm and join the Reverse Dust Realm!

In the newly relocated land of the True Thunder Nation, many Zidou Xianxiu have come here to welcome the True Thunder Nation.

“Ha ha! Great! With the addition of the saints of Huishi, our Purple Door Immortal Domain is even stronger! ”

“Those arrogant spirits must be devastated! ”

“First the eight Thunderbolts under the master betrayed the Red Night Fork, then the true Thunderbolt country fell. You can see what people are looking for. They are all in my purple Douxian domain. ”

“I heard that Huishi Saint is now a 900th century cultivation, and it is not far from the fourth step. Even if it is less than a thousand years old, it can achieve a counter-productive merit...”

“Half-step Immortal King, 3 million years old, this qualification is terrible. ”

“You are wrong, for saints, bone age and everything is delusional, turning back the chronicles is real...”

“I see...”

I'd rather look at the new land of True Thunder and see the scene around me.

The ears are intricate intelligence.

There is a stranger in front of me.

He doesn't know why he's here.

He didn't know who he was and where he was going.

He walked blindly, and no one could see him, the occasional saint, nor could he see.

He went from the crowd to the lights.

He walked all the way, and suddenly there was a river ahead, and there was a bridge on the river, and there was someone on the bridge.

An equally lonely old man, looking at the torrential waters of the river at the flames of the lights, blinded.

The old man is already pale with white hair, and his cultivation is even more unpredictable.

But this is not the focus of Fanfan's attention.

The point is, the look of this old man gives Ning Fan an unknown familiarity, although Ning Fan can't recall at all, where he has seen this old man.

More than anything incredible happened.

When Ning Fan looked at the old man, the old man turned his head and looked at Ning Fan.

He can see!

He can see!

“It's you!” The old man seemed to recognize Ning Fan, but looked somewhat uncertain.

“Do you recognize me?” Ningfan had some movement, walked to the bridge and walked to the old man. It was easy to find someone who could see himself. Of course, Fan attached great importance.

“Perhaps the old man knows you, maybe the old man knows not you, but another round, different people...” The old man's words are a little confused, which seems to be why he stands here alone.

“I don't understand.” Rather shake his head, he really doesn't understand.

“Neither did my husband. For years, he still doesn't understand.” The old man sighed, and he really didn't understand, and the more the monastery, the less he understood.

“What are you looking at here?” Fan frowned and told him intuitively that the old man was not easy, but unfortunately he had no memory and could not see through the details of the old man.

“Look at the fish. ”

“See the fish? ”

“Yeah, look at the fish. Even fish live happily, and my husband is unhappy. The old man thought his vision of the world was a true ideal country, but perhaps there was no such place. Where there is light, there is shadow, and I have a hunch that my decision will involve the whole of True Thunder Nation, bringing them into the few shadows here. Oh no, in a few days, the Real Thunder Nation will no longer exist, Zidou Immortal Domain has no country, there will only be Real Thunder people here in the future...” The old man sighs bitterly.

“Do these fish really live happily ever after...”

“Oh, this little friend is so funny, did anyone tell you that your focus is weird? Aren't normal people supposed to care about my husband's unhappiness? ”

“What's it to me if you're not happy?” I'd rather not think so.

The old man smiled, "That makes sense. You and I are irrelevant people, so why should we talk about it in depth? It would be better to talk about the river of beams here than to talk about it, not talk about it. ”

“That's not what I meant.” I'd rather frown.

“My husband is fine. If you want to say fish, I'll say fish. The fish is like a fish, the way is like a fish, and the king is not seeing the Tai Chi of the way, and turning the yin and yang two fish is his true intention.” When the old man spoke, he drew the topic to the discourse.

Fan, who has lost all his memory, does not seem interested in the theory.

“I care more about the fish here, if it's as happy as you say.” Ning Fan Dao.

“Fish can't be unhappy with their water, of course they are happy.” The old man sighed.

“A child is not a fish. Know the joy of fish?” I'd rather shake my head.

“I'm not the child, you know I don't know the joy of fish?” The old man spilled his way out.

“You naturally don't know, because you're not happy. ”

“What does that mean? ”

“You're not looking at the fish, you're looking at it as yourself. You don't know that fish are happy, you want fish to be happy. That's exactly what the so-called Love Mountain Water means. However, if this is not your true emotion, it is false. ”

“…" The old man was suddenly silent and seemed to be touched by Ningfan's words. The sigh was heavier.

For a long time, the old man pointed at the fish beneath the river and said, "As you said, since I'm not happy, that fish must be unhappy. In that case, even if I met him, I would only make him unhappy with me. It seems that there is no need to meet him anymore... Son of a non-fish, knowing that this fish has been waiting for you for hundreds of centuries, but even if I met myself, how can I...”

“Life is a journey of constant loss, when a baby is born, clearly ineffective in the world, but gets the most care and care. And its adolescents, it needs to shoulder all kinds of responsibilities; and its adulthood, it needs to adapt to all kinds of life and death; and its old age, it needs to experience the most helpless loneliness in the world… Life is from the happiest, to the least happy, as is the monastery… If my unhappiness makes more people happy, this sacrifice may be worth it, only those who pity the Shinray people, to be buried with me for my will..."

“I don't understand.” I prefer not to think deeply because I feel that the old man's words are too profound.

In this way, the old man's hearts and souls became completely embarrassed to play the piano against the cow.

“My husband's name is Huishi. Where exactly are you from?” The old man has no words.

“I don't know who I am...” said Fanfan.

“Turns out it's just a second step traveler... meeting is the reason, this is the third time we've met. It would be a shame if we didn't even know your name...” the old man regretted.

“Third encounter…” Ningfan became more confused.

“It's my third time, but maybe, just your second time. The last time you came to me, you didn't find it. Otherwise, you and I would have met four times in our turn of destiny...”

What else does the old man want to say? Suddenly there is a propaganda sword coming, and it seems to contain some great news.

After receiving the news, the old man did not dare to be lazy, immediately quit Ningfan and left in a hurry.

Ultimately, there was only Ningfan alone on the bridge with the lamp on fire, looking at the fish alone.

He doesn't know what he wants to see.

I don't know what I'm looking for.

He clearly did not understand the words of the elderly, but seemed to have a great understanding, looking at the fish in the river.

One of those fish gave Ningfan a very strange feeling.

The fish was looking at him, but he wasn't afraid of people. The look, like the one who had just left, was amazing.

“Surely, he is looking at himself...” preferred to speak words that he could not understand, close his eyes and immerse himself completely in the eyes of the fish.

I met myself, and this kind of thing was not the first time I heard it, let alone the first time I met it.

But it was definitely the first encounter that was strong enough to meet at the level of benevolence.

He had no memories, no purpose, but was truly integrated into the understanding of this encounter.

Perhaps it is pure and thorough because it has no purpose whatsoever.

Meet, meet, meet...

What is encounter...

Is the starting point coinciding with the ending point...

No, it's not...

It's kind of physical. is a collision that exists in parallel!

I'm with the fish, no sequences.

I'm with butterflies, and there's no sequence.

I'm Ningfan and a butterfly! I live in the moment, but again, in the years of the butterfly!

Rather than closing his eyes, he did not see that his body gradually changed from one person to another as a butterfly… that change was not a change of form, nor a change of course, but rather, it should be said that nothing had changed.

“Before it was sacred, he realized the beauty of physicization...” Zidou Immortal Domain, Daluo Heaven, is giving the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, who preached to all beings, suddenly revealed a joyful smile.

He then conveyed an order to his disciples.

No one can disturb the new land of True Thunder Nation, the stone bridge on the water!

Nobody knows why Zidou Xianhuang gave such a strange order.

Nobody knew that Ningfan stood on the stone bridge and realized that materialization was millions of years.

How many people come and go here during this period, rather than knowing.

The law of the rotation of the period, countless times to disperse Ningfan's little lightning technology consciousness, but, can not disperse, this matter is also unknown to Ningfan!

He did not know when he had become a butterfly, or when he would come back from being a butterfly.

I prefer to feel like I only realized for a brief moment, but when I was awake, I was surrounded by a sea of mulberry fields.

The relocation of the truly mined nation became millions of years old.

The entire Jinlei clan is no longer here...

He was surprised to hear from the travelling population that millions of years had passed.

During these millions of years, the Shinray people have undergone dramatic changes, and it is rumored that the entire Shinray people, led by Huishi Xianhuang, committed the crime of rebellion and were suppressed by Zidou Xianhuang.

Rebellion? How is that possible...

It is hard to imagine that the old man who would say that he was unhappy with the fish would betray Zidou Immortal Domain.

From the conversation of the day, it seemed that Fan had heard a lot of bitterness from Huishu. There must be a lot of reasons behind the so-called insurgency.

Though it may be incomplete to remember, Fan implicitly feels that his existence is to understand the reasons behind this.

Unfortunately, this time, he had no chance to understand.

He stayed here for millions of years because he realized the wonders of physics.

According to theory, his miniature lightning technique can only stay here for about 40 years.

The consequence of excessive retention is the emergence of the Messenger of the Round, to capture Ningfan and punish him!

“The second step of the district, the ants, dared to ignore the order of the revolution and forcibly stay in other space-time for millions of years. This one, kill it! ”

An ancient demon hidden in darkness came to Ningfan with a revolving force, killing the plane.

No one can see the ancient demon, just as no one can see Ningfan!

Even though Fan could not see the ancient demon, he perceived the murder of the other party in vain.

“This child seems to be just a little fairy king, I myself will be better than him, plus the strength of six round-robin wells to kill, such as killing chickens! ”

Darkness of the round, activate!

Ningfan only felt that the whole of time and space had begun to turn. In the next moment, he was pulled out of the third round of lightning technology by a huge dark circle of forces and into a strange world filled with mutilated limbs.

“Where am I...” Fan frowned slightly, not knowing who had taken him out of the previous round or where he was at the moment.

Fortunately, as he forcibly detached himself from the previous space-time, his memories, which had been deprived of his previous revolution, were returning a little bit to his body, making it easier for him to face the dangers of the moment.

“This is where it took me three million years to forge a space for interrogation. Coming here, your future will only be dead, and you won't even be able to make the round before you escape! Unfortunately, this immortal is in a critical period of cultivation. He can't even see your appearance. Six Wings, after you have seen the face of this person, expand it to print it and put it in the interrogator's tag of this immortal. If asked above, Ben Da Xianming killed a space-time criminal without even registering his appearance, but it was troublesome.” In the second half, it was said by Daxian Moro and his servant.

“Yes,” replied another voice, respectfully.

In the next moment, the Monroe Immortal rolled into the darkness and emerged. He rode on the back of a six-wing giant, who seemed equally powerful but willing to serve as a mount and servant to the Moro Immortal.

The Great Immortal of Morro came to his knees and looked at Ningfan with disdain, like an ant. In fact, his eyesight is unusable. At this moment, he is atheistic and can't see anything. But this despicable gesture is still very well placed, revealing its immortality.

“Ben Da Fairy has the dark hand of the circle, how do you want to die! ”

“The Great Immortal? ”

I prefer a slight glimpse, followed by a strange face.

Morro Daxian?

As his memory gradually recovered, how did he find this Morro Immortal so familiar?

Seems a little like the dead opponent I met when I was younger - Luo Dai, the ancient demon of the fantasy world...

As memories continue to return to the sea, more evil memories with the Morro Emperor emerge in front of him, making him more certain that the mysterious attacker encountered at this moment, coincidentally, is the abominable Morro Emperor...

In this way, when he looked at Morro the Great, Fan suddenly revealed an intriguing laugh.