Grasping Evil

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Daotong Yiqing, from the Xuanwu Star in the Void Realm, was in the Ghost Sparrow Sect, and Ning Fan took the Refining God Grass. He accidentally realized the supernatural powers that traveled thousands of miles, and the spiritual sense transformed the line, penetrated the interface, and disappeared into the Void Realm. If it weren't for the Xuanwu star A certain powerful shot, I am afraid that Ning Fan's consciousness has been broken and buried in the void...

Daotong's senior sister, named Bei Li...

This place is the sea of ​​​​clouds, and the three monuments are needed for engraving the name. Before the name is engraved, there are still three steps to kill. [;Starting]

What Ning Fan cares about the most is the black name. For someone as slippery as the old demon, the engraved name is all black. This black color must have a special meaning!

"Dare to ask a fellow Taoist, why are the names of the monuments separated by color?"

"To be honest, fellow Daoist, this color is the luck of a cultivator... Ordinary monks, who transform into gods, can't see the luck, and the engraved names are often the top five colors. The color of luck can be given the technique of 'condensing luck into a pen', condensing the 'pen of luck', and engraving the name of blue or even purple on the Taoist tablet. Once the engraving is successful, the cultivator's morale will be blessed by the Taoist tablet. , if it is purple, then the success rate of this cultivator breaking the void into immortal is at least 10% higher than that of ordinary people!"

10%! This probability is extremely terrifying for the one in ten thousand chance of becoming an immortal.

In the eyes of Yi Qing, Ning Fan can identify the luck of the air. If he condenses the pen of the luck, he can at least engrave the blue name and upgrade the luck to the blue.

When the spirit is transformed, it is blue luck. If there is a chance, it is not impossible to raise the luck to purple step by step.

This person is expected to become an immortal, and he is worthy of attention! Although they are monks in the lower realm, once they ascend, it is impossible to say that the two of them still have a connection.

"What do you mean by black?"

Ning Fan smiled bitterly in his heart, the purple luck is so defying the sky, the sad thing is that his luck has been stained... Fuli wakes up the blood. The benefits are not small, but the price is self-contamination.

Rumors of black luck. There is no hope of becoming an immortal, but the old devil can become an immortal. Why can't you!

"Black luck, alias 'no hope of becoming immortal'... This kind of luck, the holder needs to cultivate against the sky, the journey to immortality is bumpy, the number of luck is extremely poor, the catastrophe is extremely strong, and the probability of becoming an immortal is extremely low... The true devil cultivates in reverse. It can be considered that it is difficult to become an immortal, and the reverse cultivation of black luck, there are only one in a million who can become an immortal... Not to mention that friends cannot get this luck. Even if they have the ability, I do not recommend that friends carve a black name..."

A clear Taoist, some good words to persuade. But unfortunately, Ning Fan's luck, except for black. There are really no other colors.

Ning Fan's mind was flying,

There are various indications that most of the demons mentioned by Dong Xu are referring to the use of the pen of luck to engrave the luck of the devil.

Fu Li wake up blood. The luck has been black, the fate has changed, the magic is doomed...

Magical luck cannot be changed, and there is no need to change it, so, what should be considered should be the three steps of slaying the ordinary.

"Three steps to kill, why three steps?" Ning Fan asked.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist engraving fame and fortune needs to be handled by Senior Sister Beili, and you can't make up your mind. But you can take your fellow Daoist there with the three steps of slashing the world. These three steps are a little difficult for ordinary people, but they are not that big. But for fellow daoists, it must be easy... The first step is the 'Ten-step Bridge', ten steps and one illusion, Lord Grim, crossing the bridge with a hundred steps, a strange road in the past. It is rumored that this bridge was built by the immortal emperor. Those who cross this bridge will have a lot of benefits for the monk's mood."

"Ordinary monks can take fifteen steps a day, and the bridge can be completed within seven days. And the bridge illusion, with seven steps, the first seven days, the illusion intensifies, and the spirits can't break free. Xu will also be bewitched. On the 21st day, Shattering Xu is dangerous... There was a Shattering Xu master who wanted to use the Shibu Bridge to fight against the illusion and temper his state of mind, but he stayed at the Shibu Bridge for more than 21 days. On the 22nd day, it was difficult for him to get out of this bridge, and in the end, he was swallowed up by the illusion... The Dao died out..."

As Yiqing introduced him, he led Ning Fan through the sea of ​​clouds to a bridge of clouds and mist.

There is a monument beside the bridge, called "Ten Steps", and there is an abyss under the bridge, the depth is immeasurable. The bridge body is covered by purple mist, and that purple mist can evolve many illusions.

"Is this the ten-step bridge... Ten steps are an illusion, Lord Grim will look back... Is this to say goodbye to the past..."

Ning Fan stood beside the bridge monument, suddenly startled.

The word 'ten steps', the handwriting is very familiar... He, recognize it!

This handwriting is almost the same as the handwriting of 'Send the king to die'!

"This ten-step bridge is actually built by the peerless true immortal who wrote the nameless ancient scroll!"

Ning Fan couldn't help but be surprised. According to Daotong Yiqing, the ten-step bridge was built by the immortal emperor of the ancient times. Then, if the person who built the bridge was the same person as the person who wrote the ancient scroll, the four characters of sending the king to death would be built by the immortal emperor. write!

Taikoo Immortal Sovereign, this person is the teacher of the Chaos Ancient Emperor, and the master of a billion worlds. The authentic work of such a master has fallen into his own hands...

"I don't know if I can use the money I made to buy a rain world after selling those four characters..."

Ning Fan slowly put away his expression.

"Please, fellow Daoist, climb the bridge to kill everyone!" Daotong Yiqing said in a loud voice, and the thick purple mist on the bridge revealed a path for people to climb the bridge.

At the moment when the purple mist dispersed, Ning Fan seized the opportunity and climbed the bridge in one step!

Standing on the cloud bridge, the purple mist healed, Ning Fan suddenly felt a great immortal power, pressing down on him, like countless mountains, carrying on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to move half a step.

The might of the Immortal Emperor! Under this coercion, no matter the immortal emperor or the mortal, there is only the feeling of being unable to move an inch!

After trying to no avail, Ning Fan closed his eyes and stopped moving forward.

The power of Sisi Huashen's late stage, with blood radiance, covers the whole body.

The moment the blood glow appeared, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, broke free from the immortal prestige, and took the first step!

Yi Qing Daotong's expression changed, secretly amazed.

If he is not wrong, although Ning Fan has not yet transformed into a god, his coercion is already in the late stage of spirit transformation, and he does not weaken himself!

"Everything is said to be difficult at the beginning. The first step is often the most difficult step for a cultivator to take. For those with ordinary aptitude, there are many who have difficulty in this first step for several hours or even several days, but like this one, The one who takes the first step after climbing the bridge for no more than ten breaths, the four-day immortal world, the billions of gods and heroes, can do it, no more than 100,000 people! I just don’t know, after this child moves the first step, he can breathe in one breath. , after a few steps..."

A clear gaze narrowed, and under his gaze, Ning Fan pointed his toes, and in an instant, he took a full nine steps.

Every step, forcing the general trend into a sword, blocking the immortal power with the sword, these nine steps, ask yourself. Only after you have broken through the late stage of God Transformation, can you step out!

"Nine steps become a sword, and it's done in one go. If this child takes the first ten steps in one go, he will call out the first illusion. Among the billions of gods in the four-day fairy world, he can rank more than ten thousand..."

Nine steps was the limit of Ning Fan's nine steps on the sky. After nine steps, the sword power reached its peak, plummeting, and a heavy immortal might. Almost made Ning Fan unable to breathe, let alone take the tenth step.

Daotong's words fell in Ning Fan's ears, and it was clearly a compliment. But Ning Fan felt harsh.

Even if I take the tenth step in one go, is it only the strength of 10,000 God Transformation Gods in the Four Heavens... The descendants of the gods and demons, the young heroes of the Four Heavens Immortal Realm, so much...

"10,000 is not enough! Back then, when the master was here, how many names did he gain... I don't know. But it's definitely not, 10,000!"

The blood-colored coercion shook violently, and the Ziwu Xianwei was shaken away a little. Ning Fan took a decisive step and took the tenth step.

The tenth step is forcibly stepped down. Xianwei was shocked, he only felt a sweetness in his throat, and he wanted to cough up blood.

But this anti-blood, he did not cough, but did not swallow, once he coughed up blood, he collapsed, and the tenth step was his limit.

"This son really took ten steps in one go! Ten steps and one illusion, here, this son will face the first mortal illusion. The first illusion often represents this son's first death vengeance, but he doesn't know this first death. Qi, what kind of cultivation would it be..."

After ten steps, a black-robed cultivator slowly appeared in front of Ning Fan. The seven people looked indifferent, their faces were young, but their voices were hoarse and old.

The elder of the outer door of Tianli Sect, Wu Dongnan, who captured Zhihe into the Hehuan Sect and wanted to collect it as a cauldron!

The first person Ning Fan killed himself!

Daotong's eyes were moved, and he lost his voice, "This son's first enemy is actually the late Rongling..."

He was moved, not because of how high his cultivation base was in the later stage of Rongling, but as the first enemy, this cultivation base was indeed not low.

No matter how strong a cultivator is, he begins to practice as a mortal. The first time a cultivator kills, is usually a mortal person, or someone who has a pulse... The first enemy is Rongling, if Ning Fan has not cultivated to Rongling before committing the killing ring , just when he was just cultivating, he pointed the sword edge at Rongling...

"This illusion, it's not difficult for this son to break through, but I don't know if he can keep his breath, and then take the eleventh step. If he can, he can be included in the top 9,000 of the four heavens... But, he should do Can't get it, at the tenth step just now, he was extremely reluctant and almost coughed up blood..."

Ning Fan's eyes fell on Wu Dongnan, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, which flickered.

That Wu Dongnan is obviously an illusion, but it is extremely realistic.

Even in the face of Ning Fan, he still had a grim expression and said harsh words.

"Ning Fan, you dare to kill me, you dare to kill me! If this matter is made known to my Tianli Sect Wuxie Sect Master, you will surely die!"

Wu Dongnan's ruthless words were put into general, and his mind gradually became sober.

It was only then that he noticed that he seemed to have been dead for too long. During this time, Ning Fan was no longer the 5th-layer Pulse-defying junior who killed him back then!

The Ning Fan in front of him was unattainable, like a mountain that couldn't be crossed, but because he was approaching God Transformation, his breath was almost invisible, which made Wu Dongnan first see Ning Fan, but he didn't realize that he was powerful.

But as the cold light in Ning Fan's eyes rose, the pressure was unreserved!

The coercion of the late stage of the transformation of the gods fell on Wu Dongnan's illusory purple mist, which made him feel a creepy feeling in his heart.

"This, what kind of cultivation is this! Jindan?! No, there is no one in Yueguo Jindan, who has this coercion... Could it be that the legendary Nascent Soul Stage, yes, it must be the Nascent Soul Stage! But, this How is it possible, how can Ning Fan, this ant, achieve Nascent Soul, this is impossible!"

For Wu Dongnan, the Yuanying period was the realm of legends.

It's just that when Ning Fan's blood-red coercion was suppressed, Wu Dongnan was horrified to discover that the opponent's body of purple mist collapsed with just one coercion! Immortal veins, smashed inch by inch! The sea of ​​​​knowledge, turned into nothing! It was as if all his life thoughts were annihilated under the pressure of Ning Fan!

"This is the power of the late stage of God Transformation... Wu Dongnan, when you murdered Zhihe, this hatred is to kill you forever, and I will not forget...death!"

The pressure shook, Wu Dongnan's body collapsed, only a head fell on the bridge, looking at Ning Fan in disbelief.

This illusion is called illusion, but there is truth in illusion. This is the method of the Immortal Emperor. The truth is only a thought!

"The late stage of the transformation of the gods, the late stage of the transformation of the gods..." Wu Dongnan was stunned. The word "transfiguration" was countless times stronger than that of Yuan Ying. For him, it was a legend in the legend.

The eleventh step, Ning Fan stepped down!

Under this step, his black hair became longer, and it was automatic without wind. His white clothes turned into pure black, and lines appeared on his left face.

One step, smash Wu Dongnan's head!

Immediately the pace kept going. Lift the weight lightly, take the twelfth step, the thirteenth step!

Ning Fan has been cultivating since then. Created two techniques, one is nine steps on the sky. The second is the ink flow distraction technique.

The eleventh step is not its end, no!

Daotong was clear and his eyes were shocked. If he was not mistaken, the method of Ning Fan's transformation into a black shadow was actually a phantom-shattering supernatural power. The art of incarnation!

With the blessing of the incarnation technique, Ning Fan easily took the nineteenth step, and then took one step to the twentieth step.

"Twenty steps in one breath. Once this person is transformed into a god, it is definitely not difficult to rank among the top five thousand of the four heavenly transformation gods! The second illusion, generally speaking. It is the monk who wants to kill the most in his life, but The person who hasn't been killed... I don't know what kind of cultivation this person's enemy will be..."

As soon as the words fell, his eyes were shocked.

In front of Ning Fan, what Zi Wu condensed was a giant in black armor. It reveals the amazing aura of the fifth level of Shattering Void.

"Void Fragmentation Five Layers, Nirvana Demon Vein! The enemy that this son will kill is such a master!"

In the face of the giant's body, Ning Fan was as small as an ant.

It's just that this ant's body is not afraid, and he looks up at the giant.

"Han Nietian!"

"Bold! The name of this emperor is something you can call this little ant! You wait, the century will come soon, your master will die, and you can't escape death! Ancient Demon Dao, broken bones into soldiers !"

The black-armored giant bit his finger and bleed eerily.

A little finger is a hill, the phalanx turns into a black light, and it evolves 100,000 demon soldiers.

Hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers wanted to merge with each other, but Ning Fan flexed his palm and grabbed it, and the sea of ​​clouds and sunshine were all held in his palm, turning into a dazzling golden spear.

"Ancient Demon Dao, broken bones into soldiers... One hundred thousand golden pills, one thousand yuan infants, ten gods, ten gods are one, you can reach the peak of god... Before your bones and soldiers are combined, this technique can be broken. !"

With a slap of the palm, the golden spear looks like an aurora, piercing into the 100,000 demon soldiers, turning into a shadow of the sun, and exploding!

This is the Lisun Spear, and it is a mid-grade sorcery. It was the first time Ning Fan used it, and the spear body condensed in front of him.

With the power of this spear, 100,000 Jindan Bone Soldiers were all seriously injured.

Under the sweep of Jian Nian, Mo Ying came, and 100,000 bone soldiers died!

"You fake Emperor Nirvana, get out of here!"

Ning Fan's eyes seemed to carry Tianwei, and under one gaze, the black-armored giant collapsed.

In the illusion, there are false and true. If Wu Southeast is inclined to the true, then Emperor Nirvana will appear before death, which is naturally false...

Yiqing was stunned, and an ordinary spiritual cultivator, if he encounters the second illusion as a master of shattering the void, he must wait for a day. After a day, the illusion will dissipate and the purple mist will lighten. You don't look back, you can continue to move forward...

No one really uses magic to kill the phantom, and shatters the phantom with one glance.

"It seems that I underestimated this son... This son definitely has the strength to complete the ten-step bridge in one go. In the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm, he can be ranked within a thousand names... The reason why he is only a thousand is because of this son. The cultivation base is still low. Once this child enters the middle stage of God Transformation, he will be ranked in the top 500. If he is in the late stage of God Transformation, he will be in the top 100. If he is at the peak of God Transformation, he will be in the top 50... I will never read it wrong, this son, A genius!"

Twenty-one steps, twenty-two steps... Thirty steps.

Ning Fan found that as long as the breath continued, the purple mist illusion was an excellent mood nourishment for him.

Only by slaying two illusions, his state of mind has reached the initial stage of divine transformation.

Forty steps, fifty steps... ninety steps, enemies from the past, friends from the past, appeared one after another, and finally, even Ning Daniel, the adoptive father of Ning Fan when he was in Wu State, appeared behind Ning Fan, calling out hoarsely, Dan Ning Where, never look back. Ning Daniu, his adoptive father, has both kindness and hatred.

At the ninety-ninth step, Ning Fan stopped.

With the power of his avatar, Ning Fan ran across the ten-step bridge, but when he was about to take the 100th step, he paused slightly.

In the next step, before he stepped out, he suddenly felt a warm and nostalgic feeling.

Ten-step bridge, this last step, what kind of illusion will appear.

From beginning to end, Ning Fan did not stop, let alone turn back.

But after taking the hundredth step, he suddenly stopped,

He faintly felt that after taking this step, the purple mist behind him turned into a woman, stretched out his arm with pale yellow sleeves, and gently wrapped his arms around his neck, calling out weakly,

"Baby, my...baby...remember...your surname is Yun, don't hate daddy, he just forgot about us...when he remembers you. He will come here as promised and pick you up home..."

At the moment when this voice sounded, Ning Fan was in his heart. There seems to be a string that breaks.

"That voice. It sounds familiar... Yes, mother..."

After the 100th step, he could have left the Ten-step Bridge in one step and completed the first step of Zhan Fan.

But Ning Fan did not leave, but turned around slightly and turned back.

Ten steps outside the bridge. Daotong Yiqing's complexion changed greatly, whether it was a mortal person or a broken virtual, on the Shibu Bridge. There is no turning back.

Once you turn around, you will be invaded by the purple mist, fascinated by the illusion, sink into the illusion, and finally swallowed by the purple mist of the monument.

"Friend Ning. You can't go back, you can't!"

A clear voice was finally too late.

Only after Ning Fan turned around, his eyes did not show any bewitching or bewildered expressions at all.

He turned back. However, there is no illusion of sinking... how is this possible!

"Since time immemorial, on the Ten-step Bridge, no one can turn back and not get lost... This son, will he be the first?! How did he do it!"

On the ten-step bridge, Ning Fan turned around gently, looking at the haggard and gentle woman in front of him, his heart warmed.

This woman, in pale yellow clothes, looks like twenty-seven, but it makes Ning Fan vaguely familiar.

In Yun Ruowei's dream, she once saw a woman in a yellow shirt. She had a similar appearance to this woman, the only difference was that the woman in front of her was already a mother.

"Baby, my baby..." The woman caressed Ning Fan's head lovingly, her eyes filled with relief.

And Ning Fan slowly closed his eyes and smiled.

"Is this my Ning Fan's mother..."

No father and no mother, Ning Fan was strong since childhood, but there was always a flaw in his heart.

The lack of warmth was made up by his younger brother Ning Gu, Shizun Laomo, and his wife Zhihe, but making up is made up after all.

"Mother, are you still alive... It's great, does this mean that one day, I can still see my parents..."

Ning Fan flexed his fingers and did not use the slightest mana, but the woman in the yellow shirt turned into a purple fog and collapsed on her own.

This illusion, like Emperor Nirvana, tends to be false, and the reason must be because the mother is still alive, living somewhere...

"I used to hate cultivating Taoism, but if I didn't practice Taoism, I would never be able to climb the sea of ​​clouds, step on the ten-step bridge, and discover the fact that my mother was alive..."

"So, cultivating the Dao is right, so I should cut off the mortal... The word cut off the mortal does not mean to cut off the mortal karma in my heart, but to cut off the fragile heart of the common man... Cultivation is not mana, but a strong heart."

"On the ten-step bridge, if you don't turn back, you will have less struggle. If you turn back and don't cut off your small self, you will fall into an illusion and be swallowed by the purple fog... The reason why I turned back was not affected by the purple fog. Tun, because my heart is not lost, the moment I heard this voice, I made a firm decision to look back and see what my mother looked like..."

"The word Zhanfan, the world, misunderstood!"

Ning Fan turned around and stepped out of the ten-step bridge.

His words and deeds fell into Daotong's eyes and turned into stormy waves.

Incisive!

This theory of slaying the world is simply unprecedented, and no one has come since.

The world is all because, to cut off the mortal is to cut off the mortal world, but they don't know that the mortal word refers to oneself...

"Congratulations to Brother Ning, you have passed the first step of killing the world! Yiqing dares to assert that if Brother Ning was born in four days, I am afraid that the heavens are young and handsome. There will be no more than ten people who can match Brother Ning's talent! Even if he was born in the lower realm , but with the firmness of Brother Ning's Taoist heart, he is not confused by the ordinary world. This decisiveness, soaring to four days is also a matter of time and night. Yiqing will be in the Four Heavens Immortal Realm, waiting for the day of Brother Ning's ascension. On that day, he will not distant!"

"You're welcome... Friends, please take Ning Mou directly to the second step of Zhanfan!"

The two of them hadn't moved yet, but in the sea of ​​clouds, there was a purple sword light, with the shadow of colored glass, flying over, floating in the air.

Above the glazed sword shadow, there is a purple shadow, a small jacket and a shirt, and soft shoes are fragrant.

"What a theory of slaying the world... Bei Li asked himself that he has seen many handsome kings and grandsons, but it is the first time that he can turn his head on the Shibu Bridge like the young master..."

A purplish smoke came from far and near, and she drew her sword and appeared, but it was a beautiful and lovely purple-clothed female cultivator.

The pale lips parted lightly, the lotus steps moved slightly, and the fragrant wind burst.

The eyes are cold, and it doesn't need to say much, it makes people feel lonely.

Above the forehead, there are two purple stars. Between eyebrows, vaguely similar to Bei Xiaoman...

"Beili of the Palace of the World, pay tribute to the son..."

The purple-clothed woman didn't bow down to the blessing, but instead gave a valiant pink fist.

The cultivation of half-step Void Refinement makes the power of the void linger between each step. This woman is not far away from breaking through the virtual world...

Ning Fan clasped his fists in return, but his heart was startled.

This woman is from the Shishi Palace, her surname is Bei, could it be that she is Bei Xiaoman's sister...

Bei Xiaoman is the fourth young lady of the Palace of the Leftovers, and this Bei Li is also a few young ladies...

Wei Wuchai put Yuan Yaoyu in the storage bag, without him, if this woman is really sister Bei Xiaoman, if she sees Yuan Yaoyu, she will most likely be in trouble.

And if this courteous woman was really Sister Bei Xiaoman, then Ning Fan would be surprised. They were also sisters, how could one be so unruly and one so knowledgeable.

"The second step of Zhanfan is to 'strike the bell and ask', ring the bell of reincarnation, and clear the heart of thinking of Fan... Ordinary monks will ring the bell of reincarnation at most 3 times. 11 times... I don't know how many times you can ring..."

Bei Li was in high spirits, not in the slightest disdain because of Ning Fan's humble status as a monk in the lower realm.

From her point of view, the more cultivators who started at the end of the day, the more charming they are...

Ning Fan secretly urged the whispering technique...

This woman, as expected, is the sister of Bei Xiaoman, the third lady of the Palace of the Leftovers, the 'Ziqingjian' Beili!

Bibei Xiaoman, gentle Shitiaojie, at least!

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