Grasping Evil

Obtaining ten Ming Luo fruit, this matter makes Ming Luo tree spirit unbelievable, and Ning Fan, after obtaining Ming Luo fruit, in the tree heart on the ninth floor of Ming tomb, retreat for three days.

The injury that was attacked by the fire spirit was healed.

The state of mind invaded by the power of confusion, calm down.

After a long time, Ning Fan gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, waved his palm, and took out the fiery red demon pills, his eyes shining brightly.

"Huoling Yaodan... Yaodan, human cultivator, must not be taken directly, it can only be taken as a pill, but the 'Five Spirit Yaodan' is an exception... Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, one of the five origins Spirit, if they are enlightened, they will form a demon, their demon pill can be swallowed directly by monks, but there are restrictions on their cultivation... If a monk wants to swallow the five spirit demon pills, his cultivation must be better than the demon pill. Lord, it is more than a realm higher..."

Ning Fan was silent for a while, the fire spirit demon pill in front of him belongs to one of the five spirit demon pills, which is sought after by countless peak Jindan monks and even Nascent Soul monks... If he refines his own deity, it will be due to insufficient cultivation. It can only be devoured by the demon pill... and even if the deity can refine the demon pill, now its mana has reached the highest point before the formation of the pill, and it can't improve any further...

Sighing slightly, Ning Fan suddenly changed his mind.

If you can't refine it yourself, can the incarnation of black clothes be refined!

The incarnation of black clothes, its strength is the same as the strength of the deity's spiritual sense, it is a half-step Nascent Soul level, and it can be completely separated from the body... If it stays on the ninth floor of the tomb and refines the fire spirit demon pill, maybe it can be used in the underworld. In the grave, reach the strength of Nascent Soul!

Stay in the grave and break through the Yuan Ying! The strength of the incarnation comes from the power of the spiritual sense, the improvement of the power of the spiritual sense, there is a small bottleneck, but there is no big bottleneck at the level of the bottleneck of the formation of the elixir... The spiritual sense breaks through the Nascent Soul, there are so many With the help of the Fire Spirit Demon Pill, three months is enough! And when Spiritual Mind breaks through Nascent Soul, the incarnation of black clothes will have the strength of Nascent Soul level and sweep across the country!

Ning Fan's eyes moved, if his spiritual sense formed Nascent Soul, even if his cultivation base did not form a pill, but with the incarnation of black clothes, even if he was a real master of Nascent Soul, he would have the power to fight!

But immediately, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes... He was born in black, there were two safety issues that had to be considered.

First of all, black-clothed baby formation, swallowing the fire spirit demon pill, is very suitable in the crater. Under the fourth-grade fire power, the aura is compelling, and it can definitely increase the chance of baby formation... But this place is a ghost. Luo Shujing's site. Although Ming Luo's hostility towards Ning Fan has been reduced a lot, the so-called unpredictable people are unpredictable, retreating in the Ming Luo site... Ning Fan cannot guarantee that Ming Luo will never change his mind and take action against himself.

There is a solution to this problem... He still has a real soul in his hands. Originally, when Ning Fan asked for the true soul, there was a hint of humiliation. He said that he wanted the real soul, but he did not promise to return the real soul to Ming Luo after Ming Que was cured!

I am afraid that before leaving the grave, Ming Luo asks for the true soul, and Ning Fan will stand leisurely on the first floor of the grave, in the teleportation formation, and negotiate with the avatar of Ming Luo, who is weak enough to repair the pulse, and use the true soul. Get some benefits.

Ming Luo sneaked up on Ning Fan once, and Ning Fan pitted him once, but it was offset.

But after that, Ming Luo opened a Ming Luo illusion for Ning Fan... This matter can be considered to offset the previous sneak attack, and Ning Fan, no matter how thick-skinned, is embarrassed to be at this juncture. Make threats.

This true soul, the last trace of its effect, is gone... But if it is not returned to Ming Luo for the time being, as a guarantee for the clone to retreat in the grave... then this true soul is still of great use!

In this way, the safety of black clothes incarnates as a baby,

Solved... But, half of the incarnations were left in the grave, only the incarnation of white clothes left... Three months later, the extremely yin sect attacked Ning Cheng, with the incarnation of white clothes, it was difficult to compete with the old devil Ziyin and others.

The incarnation of white clothes inherits the cultivation base and physical body, and the incarnation of black clothes inherits the sea of ​​​​knowledge and sword thoughts.

The black clothes are left in the grave, and the white clothes can still perceive the spiritual sense, but they can no longer use the sword nian, which is against the sky... If the black clothes can break through the Nascent Soul before the extremely yin gate attacks, it can reverse the war situation... If Black Clothes breaks through Nascent Soul and encounters an accident, then at that time, he will use White Clothes' peak Rongling cultivation level to compete with the half-step Nascent Soul strength of Old Demon Ziyin... There are many dangers in this matter.

Ning Fan's spiritual sense swept to the volcano, his eyes wrinkled... The volcano that was burning the fourth-grade spirit fire, because of the massacre of the fire spirit in black clothes, I don't know how to kill tens of thousands, only to get hundreds of demon pills... . This matter, makes the volcano, began to extinguish. Missing this retreat, swallowing the fire spirit demon pill and forming a baby, there is no such a good retreat... In the world, not every place has a fourth-grade spirit fire like a sea of ​​fire, waiting for you!

After all, a small fourth-grade spirit fire can be sold for sky-high prices when placed in the outside world!

"The fire of this volcano is not fire, but is transformed by demon power. It cannot be brought out of the grave, and it begins to extinguish with the beheading of the fire spirit... If you miss this opportunity, it will be extremely difficult for the black clothes to break through the Nascent Soul. , if the black clothes become babies, the white clothes will face many dangers..."

"Forget it, let's take a compromise...Heiyi will marry the baby here, and Baiyi will leave the grave and return to Ningcheng. If Ningcheng is attacked, and the black robe has not yet formed a baby...then give up the knot. Let the black clothes return to Ningcheng!”

Ning Fan had a secret in his heart, and immediately slapped the spirit of the sky, and with a flash of brilliance, he separated the two bodies in white and black.

Heiyi and Baiyi had a very tacit understanding. He took away all the demon pills, without any hints, he directly held a trace of demon soul and went straight to the extinguishing volcano.

Bai Yi, on the other hand, pondered for a while, patted the storage bag, took out a Ming Luo fruit, and pondered.

This Ming Luo fruit is only the size of a lychee, and its surface is rough, like the surface of the stars in the caves in the memories of the ancient times. But there are traces of colorful patterns, which are densely covered, shining with dim light, and rippling with the power of dreams.

Mingluoguo, also known as Mengguo... Taking one, can give monks a state of mind for fifty years...and the way to improve the mood is to borrow Mingluoguo, enter a dream... a dream, the outside world is nothing but One night in the past, but in a dream, fifty years have passed... Fifty years of dreams are not enough to improve one's cultivation by half, but it can make the state of mind sink!

"Since I cultivated demons, my cultivation has improved very quickly, but my state of mind is a bruise... state of mind can only be accumulated through time and cannot be obtained through medicinal pills... Except for Ming Luo Guo, I am afraid there is nothing in the world. , can have the magical effect of improving the mood... I want to take the first Ming Luo fruit in the grave!"

Ning Fan in white, smiled slightly, took Ming Luo Guo into his mouth, and bit it into pieces.

And a colorful dream force immediately made Ning Fan's eyelids sink, sinking into a dream.

...

Dream.

Haining's Ning family, a three-year-old child with blank eyes, was led into the servant's house of the Ning family.

Beside the emerald-green Cuitang River, in Haining City, countless children, with equally dazed eyes, were led into the Ning family.

All the children, most of them orphans and beggars, were found by the monks of the Ning family from all over the Wu country, their memories were erased, and they were brought into the Ning family as children of the Ning family. Those with aptitude to cultivate immortals are called 'young masters', and those with stupid aptitudes are reduced to 'servants', servants and adopted sons.

A three-year-old child, following a thin middle-aged man, was obedient. The middle-aged man, with a snobbish look, said indifferently.

"From today onwards, your name is 'Ning Fan', I am the adopted son of Ning Daniel. Before you, I also received a adopted son, one year younger than you, called 'Ning Gu'..."

"Oh..."

The three-year-old child responded carefully, and when he heard 'Ning Fan', he felt very familiar, and when he heard 'Ning Gu', he felt a little sad.

He doesn't understand, doesn't understand what the mood is, he's just a three-year-old child.

Thinking about it, the child named Ning Fan couldn't help but stop his footsteps and stood there stupidly, his eyes dazed.

"Why, I want to be called Ning Fan... Can I not call this name. Mother said, my surname is 'Yun'..."

"Hey! A three-year-old child, whose memory has been erased, how can he still remember what happened to his predecessor... Hmph, please wait for the Immortal Master to erase your memory again, this time, be more thorough..."

Ning Daniu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He was wiped out by the immortal master, and he could still remember his original name. The child in front of him was the first...

His eyes moved, the child in front of him must be a monster... Otherwise, how could this be possible.

While he was thinking about it, behind him, a young man in a white coat and a black cloak walked gently.

Although the young man was thin, his footsteps had no breath. He was obviously a cultivator, not a mortal.

"Ning... Ning Daniel, see Grandpa Immortal Master!"

All monks, in the eyes of Ning Daniu, are immortal masters!

Ning Daniu thumped and knelt down to the young man, he was afraid, very afraid. He had seen with his own eyes, an immortal master, killing 207 bandits from a mountain... An immortal master is a respected existence in Wu State, even if he is the ancestor of the Ning family, he is extremely Courtesy, he would rather Daniel, can't afford to offend the Immortal Master.

It's just that the young cultivator didn't even look at Ning Daniel, but his eyes fell on Ning Fan Xiaotong, with memories.

"Is your name Ning Fan, a good name... You said, your surname is Yun?"

"Yeah." The boy replied obediently. For some reason, the child had an instinctive sense of closeness to the young man in front of him.

"Ning Fan... Maybe, your real name is Yun Fan... Hehe, I never thought of refining a Ming Luo fruit, but I saw this memory from the depths of my memory... But, knowing my original surname, and What? All the people adopted by the Ning family are orphans. After all, you have no father or mother, your surname is Yun and Ning, there is no difference." The young man sighed.

"Oh..." Ning Fan nodded, although he didn't understand a word, what the uncle in front of him said.

After the young man sighed, his eyes suddenly became condensed, and his aura was maddening like a hurricane!

"I ask you, do you have the heart to fight against the sky!"

"I...I don't understand..." The boy seemed to suddenly remember something, showing fear.

"That's it. The first Ming Luo fruit, your heart is too immature. It's not the time to return to Haining and kill the demon of the heart."

The young man sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and under Ning Daniel's shocked eyes, he and Ning Fan's child disappeared without a trace.

dream, broken.

And when the dream was condensed, there was a desolate land in front of him, and what was reproduced was the scene of the ghost forest.

"Fifty years, you have to look at me, kill..."

The young man took the child and stepped into the ghost forest one step at a time, and the endless killing began!

As for the little boy, when he first saw blood and broken limbs, he fainted with fear and vomited countless times, but his tender heart was getting mature again and again!

In fifty years, youth and children have not had a single dialogue.

Fifty years, the young man's sword has destroyed countless ghosts... but every time the ghosts die, they will reunite. Killing endless, because here, is a dream.

Loneliness, exhaustion, and numbness to killing... The boy's eyes gradually became resolute and cold.

"I don't know if I have the heart to fight against the sky at this moment... I don't know if I am at this moment, I may kill the love!" The boy's tone was immature, but his expression was indifferent like a killing god!

Then, fifty years of slaughter, the dream is broken!

...

On the ninth floor of the graveyard, in the heart of the tree world, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of fatigue and vicissitudes in his eyes.

In the outside world, it was only one night in the past, but in the dream, it was really 50 years of loneliness and killing.

He closed his eyes, calmed down, and after a long time, when he opened his eyes, he swept away exhaustion and vicissitudes, but his eyes were completely different from entering the grave!

The state of mind has improved, fifty years!

However, he was not happy, only sighed.

"It's not enough... I haven't yet, the heart of defying the sky... So, if you don't cut your emotions, you can't form an elixir! But I, don't cut your emotions!"

(Thanks to candy, Xingye for the reward... I'm sick, I slept until 11 o'clock today, the update is late, sorry)