Zhihe stayed in the Ning family and Ning Qian accompanied her in the room.
Outside the house, Ning Fan was sitting on the back of the green ox with a willow whip in his hand. His eyes were calm like an ancient well.
His body was clearly thin and weak, but the green ox did not dare to resist, much less show any dissatisfaction.
In the Fu Li Royal Family, all demons would avoid him. The green ox who was not even considered as a demon would certainly not dare to offend Ning Fan.
Wang Muxin knew that her daughter was determined. After sighing, she didn't stop her daughter.
However, the Wu Family had recruited many local ruffians from the county. They formed groups of three to five and came to Ning Village to make trouble.
Many people held weapons and stood outside the Ning Family's bamboo fence. Some people held torches and declared that if the Ning Family didn't release the paper cranes, they would set fire to them!
Hehe, if you don't let him go, we won't be polite anymore I heard that Ning Fan's mother, Ning Qian, was once a stunning beauty in this village. Even though she is already over 30 years old, her charm is still there. Zhihe is wanted by the lord, so we don't dare to touch her, but this Ning Qian …
All of them were ruffians, lawless and lawless.
However, what they did not know was that they were nothing in the eyes of Ning Fan who was truly a powerless being without heavens.
The insults made Ning Fan's eyes shine with a cold light. At the moment when the cold light rose, he urged the green ox and the willow whip in his hand moved!
A whip shadow lashed out, but it seemed as if it had transformed into thousands of whip shadows in an instant, simultaneously lashing at dozens of scoundrels.
It was clearly a willow whip, but when it hit his body, it was more painful than a metal rod!
Ah!
Pitiful screams spread throughout Ning Village. For a time, the entire village was startled, and all the animals in the village began to howl!
Ning Fan did not kill anyone … Eight years and 96 months had passed. He lived an ordinary life just to raise his Dao Seeking Heart. Once he killed someone, his heart realm would be dyed in blood. Because of his killing intent, his Dao Seeking heart realm would be broken and he wouldn't be able to stay in this illusionary realm.
His days with his mother had come to an end …
Furthermore, in this illusion realm, Ning Qian was a mortal woman. If she saw him killing all living beings, would she be afraid?
"In order to see my mother for a few more days, I will spare your dog lives … Interesting, I never thought that there would be a day where I, Ning Fan, would not kill people! But I will not kill you. Instead, I will make all of you feel fear and regret! "
Ning Fan's eyes fell on the ruffian who teased his mother. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness.
With a flick of his finger, he shattered the willow whips. The willow leaves turned into green blades and pierced into the mouths of the hooligans, cutting off their tongues!
Ah!
Each of the ruffians was in excruciating pain, but they could not say a word. Their tongues were cut off and they became mute!
At this moment, all the ruffians were looking at Ning Fan's direction and kowtowed desperately. This scene, with Willow Leaf Severing Tongue, made them tremble in fear!
Yao arts! This Ning Fan was not a human but a demon!
He couldn't afford to offend them! Could humans fight against demons? Moreover, the local ruffians had lived for countless years, but they had never seen a monster that could kill with a willow leaf!
Even the little demons and ghosts that occasionally appeared in the countryside would only possess you and cause trouble, making you unable to eat or sleep in peace.
To be able to kill people without any scruples, he must be an expert with extraordinary means!
Unfortunately, even though they knew Ning Fan's secret of being a 'demon', they did not dare to tell anyone about it. Moreover, because they had become mute, they could not tell anyone about it.
Dozens of people fled back to the county town. Seven days later, in the Wu family of the Eastern County, Dongnan Wu looked at the 47 local ruffians he had raised and saw that all of their tongues had been cut off. His face was filled with rage!
"What's going on? Aren't you guys going to kidnap the bride? Why was his tongue blocked? Who is so bold to dare to offend me, Dongnan Wu, in the Eastern County! "
Each of the ruffians was scared silly by Ning Fan's Yao arts. The only ruffian who knew how to write was barely able to write nine words on the paper.
Ning Fan is a demon, cannot be offended!
"Demon? Ridiculous! How can there be so many demons in this world? Yes, this Ning Fan, I'm afraid he is a martial expert. Rumor has it that when one's martial cultivation reaches a profound level, they can also use flying leaves to kill people Humph, this time, I, Dongnan Wu, will invite Instructor Hong to take action. It shouldn't be difficult to take down this Ning Fan But just in case, I will invite Immortal Master Zhuge to go together. If there really is a demon, then I will let Daoist Zhang capture him
Three days later, after a round of banquets and gifts, Dongnan Wu invited the famous Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge.
The former was a martial expert who was over forty years old. His internal force was extremely strong, and his temples were bulging. His concealed weapon technique had reached the stage where he could use flying leaves to kill people. Hearing that there was a young expert in Ning Village, he immediately felt disdain.
"Master Wu, don't worry. This person's aptitude is not bad and has grasped the secret of the Flying Leaves to kill people, but this person is only 16 years old. No matter how high his aptitude is, his internal force is certainly not as good as mine. This child may be powerful against ordinary people, but in front of me, he is not worth mentioning! "
That Immortal Master Zhuge lightly snorted and disdainfully said.
"So what if he is a martial artist? He doesn't know that there are immortals in this world Even though I am at the fourth level of Vein Opening, even three to five mortal experts can easily kill me This matter does not need Instructor Hong's help, I alone can do it! One talisman is enough to kill him! "
Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge's words were tit for tat. It seemed like the two of them had a conflict before.
Seeing the two quarreling, Dongnan naturally comforted them with kind words, but his heart was already filled with killing intent.
Instructor Hong, Immortal Master Zhuge, please remember, this Ning Fan is indeed a demon!
Dongnan wanted to insist on Ning Fan's identity as a demon. Killing this person would not violate the laws of the Yue Country.
Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge understood each other and sneered at each other.
The two of them took action and each obtained one hundred silver taels.
Accepting money to eliminate a calamity, insisting that Ning Fan was a demon and was not guilty of killing him!
A group of people left the county in a grandiose manner, fighting in the name of punishing a demon.
When they arrived outside of Ning Village, they had yet to enter the village when they saw Ning Fan riding on an ox with a willow whip in his hand. His cold eyes swept over everyone.
"This person is Ning Fan!" A young servant who was responsible for leading the way pointed at the young man riding on the ox and shouted.
Hearing this, Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge both looked at Ning Fan. After confirming that this child was only fifteen or sixteen years old, they had an expression of wanting to seize the credit.
In the end, Instructor Hong's stride was a bit bigger. He took a step forward with the awe-inspiring might of a tiger. He raised his saber horizontally and reprimanded Ning Fan.
"Demon Ning Fan, come down and accept your death!"
"With just you!"
Ning Fan's eyes turned cold as a bloody light enveloped his body and a vicious aura soared.
At this moment, anyone who was swept by his gaze felt their knees go weak, and they knelt on the ground while shivering with terror.
Immortal Master Zhuge's expression greatly changed. At this moment, he was absolutely sure of one thing, and that was that Ning Fan in front of him was a cultivator! A cultivator with a cultivation that was countless times higher than his! Just a single pressure was enough to shatter all sixteen of his immortal veins!
"Poof!"
He spurted out a mouthful of blood and supported himself with his horsetail whisk. He was already terrified as he angrily looked at Wu Dongnan.
What a good Wu Dongnan! He said he was going to kill a little thief, but in reality, he was going to kill a senior like this This was simply deceiving him to come here to die!
Instructor Hong was even closer to Ning Fan and felt Ning Fan's pressure even more keenly.
When the power of the bloody light came, the steel saber in Instructor Hong's hand directly turned into powder and one of his arms turned into a bloody mist. The pain was excruciating!
His dantian was destroyed and his internal organs were on fire. Instructor Hong's chest felt as if it had been heavily struck. He directly flew up and fell to the ground, but he couldn't get up and kept coughing out blood. His eyes were also filled with hatred as he looked at Wu Dongnan.
What kind of expert was this!
This person was not a martial artist, and this was not internal force. This was truly a demon, and the kind that Instructor Hong didn't want to offend even if he was beaten to death!
Who dares to steal my wife!
Ning Fan lightly said, but it was as if there were countless thunders exploding in the master's ears, causing them to prostrate on the ground.
As for Wu Dongnan, he didn't care about the hatred of Instructor Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge. He only stared at Ning Fan in disbelief. Wu Dongnan had seen this appearance before, but before this, he never would have thought that Ning Fan was that person!
The owner of this appearance appeared in Wu Dongnan's dreams day and night!
In that dream, Wu Dongnan was an immortal that could fly in the sky and travel underground, but every time, he would be easily killed by this person!
Mustn't provoke this person, ah!
If he knew that Zhihe was stolen by this person, even if he had ten thousand guts, he still wouldn't dare to offend this person!
So what if he was wealthy, so what if he was a scholar?
Wu Dongnan believed that even if the one who wanted to steal Zhihe was Yue Wang, he, Ning Fan, would still dare to walk on a path of blood and kill his way into Yue Wang Palace to take away his beloved woman.
I beg Revered Ning, spare my life!
Wu Dongnan knelt on the ground and desperately kowtowed, using the way he called Ning Fan in his dreams to call out Revered Ning.
In this life, I don't want to see you again Scram!
…
Inside the private school, the purple-robed young man who was teaching revealed a look of approval.
This child is ruthless and bloodthirsty. This is not a bad thing, but if he only knows how to kill, then it will be hard for him to go far on the path of immortality This child wants to spend more time with mother, so he didn't kill and didn't destroy the atmosphere of this illusion This emperor likes filial children It has already been ninety-seven days, it is time to teach him a dao enlightenment
Wu Dongnan left with a dejected face, and the matter of Ning Village gradually calmed down.
Ning Fan rode the ox home, and the smell of food wafted out from his house.
Mother, Zhihe, and me
This was the warmth that Ning Fan dreamed of having
He slowly closed his eyes and revealed a satisfied smile, even though he knew that everything in front of him was an illusion.
It was late at night, and the two women were resting. Ning Fan rode the ox out of the village and headed north.
There was a mountain in the north. The mountain was not high, but it was only five hundred zhang high. A purple-robed young man stood on the peak of the mountain. He stood there as if he could shatter everything in front of him with just a look!
Ning Fan jumped down from the ox and patted its head to bid farewell.
The ox was reluctant and turned back after a few steps, as if it was unwilling to leave Ning Fan, but Ning Fan stopped it.
His figure turned into purple smoke and appeared on the peak of the mountain. He stood one step behind the purple-robed young man and cupped his fists.
"Junior Ning Fan greets Immortal Emperor Zi Dou!"
"En!"
At this moment, the eyes of the purple-robed young man had a disdainful aura.
He was on the mountain, so he was no longer a teacher in the mortal world, but an Immortal Emperor!
"You and I are fated! You have passed the test set by this emperor and can obtain a dao enlightenment But before this dao enlightenment, this emperor has something to ask you You used your bravery to scare away the evil thieves. You didn't kill them and left an illusion. Why didn't you spend more time with mother and wife, but came to find this emperor in a hurry! "
"I need cultivation base so that I can reunite with them in the real world!"
"Mm. This answer is barely satisfactory … With your current cultivation base, you are far from being able to see through the truth and void. You can't be blamed for this … The outside world is real but this illusion may not necessarily be fake … One day, when you comprehend samsara, you will understand …"
The purple-robed young man no longer said anything. His figure gradually became faint and eventually turned into purple mist.
As soon as the purple mist enveloped him, the five hundred zhang * (3.33m per zhang) tall hill suddenly grew taller. It rose all the way to the sky and reached seventy million zhang * (3.33m per zhang).
Ning Fan's mind was greatly shocked at the height of seventy million zhang * (3.33m per zhang). At this moment, be it him in the outside world or himself in the illusion, both of them were at the peak of the mountains!
"You entered the Broken World from the Endless Sea. Your mind entered the sea of clouds from the Broken World and your Dao Heart entered the illusion from the sea of clouds. Can you see through which realm is real and which is fake?"
"The you who diligently pursued knowledge might not be fake. The you who slaughtered in the Rain World might not be real … Reality and illusion are decided by a single thought!"
"I will use the power of samsara to create the purple mist. You can carefully comprehend within the purple mist. How much you can comprehend will depend on your fate and fortune!"
Following Zi Dou's words, traces of purple qi flowed into Ning Fan's body like thin streams of water.
Ning Fan closed his eyes and stood at the peak of seventy million zhang * (3.33m per zhang) in the heavenly wind.
He could not see through samsara because his cultivation base was too weak. He was still at the First Step of True Cultivation. However, the Immortal Sovereign claimed that he was at the Fourth Step!
The True Immortals of the Four Heavens should be at the Second Step. In other words, the reason why True Immortals could not even look up to the Immortal Sovereign was because they had yet to reach the Third Step, let alone the Fourth Step …
This was a great opportunity given to him by the strongest expert in the ancient times.
He must not waste it!
In this purple qi, it was as if he could grasp the true meaning of samsara with just a single step and display the technique of samsara that even Meng Xuanzi was afraid of.
However, there was too much purple qi that flowed out from his fingertips. It was like the fine sand in the Ganges River that he could not hold on to.
"I have yet to attain the Divine Transformation Realm. Thus, I am still unable to comprehend the power of samsara … However, if I just imitate this purple qi and create a magic technique, it might not be impossible … Even if I can only imitate half of its form, this technique would still be tainted with a trace of the power of samsara. When my cultivation base is high enough, I will certainly be able to comprehend samsara with this technique!"
His eyes flashed with determination. His hands formed a series of hand seals to perform the technique.
98 days, 99 days … Days passed. Ning Fan had already stood on this seventy million zhang * (3.33m per zhang) peak for 247 days!
On the 248th day, he opened his eyes and formed a series of hand seals. The purple qi around him shattered like glass and turned into crystal dust.
Each and every grain of the crystalline dust was violet-gold, and they looked like smoke or sand blown by the wind.
Ning Fan did not comprehend the true meaning of samsara but he managed to create a magic technique with the power of samsara.
He opened his eyes and turned around in a daze. He looked at Meng Xuanzi's direction and changed his hand seals.
At this moment, Meng Xuanzi's face was filled with shock.
248 days! This young man actually stayed in the illusory realm for a total of 248 days!
Moreover, judging from his gaze and the hand seals he made, it seemed like this young man had also comprehended a magic technique.
It would be fine if it was just a magic technique. However, the grade of this magic technique could not be seen!
"No grade? There is only one reason why this technique has no grade … It's because the power involved in this technique is too strong. It can't be displayed through the grade … Currently, his cultivation base has yet to reach the Divine Transformation Realm. Therefore, this technique is only at the Mid Grade Divine Transformation Realm. However, if he breaks through to the Void Refinement Realm, this technique will become an Void Technique! If he becomes an immortal, this technique can be improved step by step and become an immortal technique! It's not that it has no grade. It's just that the grade of this technique is too high and I can't comprehend it all at once! "
Meng Xuanzi's eyes turned solemn. The magic technique that Ning Fan comprehended was not complete at all. It had a lot of flaws. With his current cultivation base, he could only display the might of a Mid Grade Divine Transformation Realm technique. However, the power involved in this technique was troublesome for Meng Xuanzi who was an immortal emperor …
As Ning Fan formed another series of hand seals, his eyes gradually turned purple gold.
As he formed another series of hand seals, traces of the power of samsara transformed into a purple gold sandstorm that blew across heaven and earth like a gust of wind. However, all the rocks and plants that were drawn into the purple gold sandstorm were withering and dying at an unimaginable speed!
"I don't understand samsara … However, I can understand the feeling of time rushing by. Reaching the Void Fragmentation Realm for a hundred years feels like a huge rock pressing on my body. That kind of pressure makes me unable to move … Time and youth … I can understand it a little …"
He took a deep breath and became completely absorbed in his own thoughts. He continued to perfect the third type of magic technique that he had comprehended.
The Nine Steps of Heaven Treading and the Black Tempest Spirit Splitting Technique. Each of them was his strongest trump card.
This type of magic technique must be stronger! It was because it was the enlightenment that was given by the Immortal Sovereign!
"What is the meaning of time? What is the meaning of youth … Elegance is like a finger of quicksand. Age is a period of time. This technique can dissolve time, causing all living things to age and decay. Its name is … Purple Technique, Wind Mist!"
He wanted all his enemies to age and turn into dust in the wind and smoke of his finger!
Ning Fan pointed his finger at Meng Xuanzi. The purple gold sandstorm rolled towards Meng Xuanzi.
Meng Xuanzi's expression changed. He bent his finger and a ray of green light turned into a gust of wind, trying to neutralize the purple gold sandstorm.
Even though it was just a gust of wind, it was more than enough to neutralize a High Grade Realm Magic Technique.
However, when the gust of wind collided with the purple gold sandstorm, it could not stop the purple smoke at all. Instead, it weakened and melted in the wind mist.
Nothing in the world could escape from aging, not even wind!
When the purple gold sandstorm enveloped Meng Xuanzi, he was naturally unharmed with the strength of his Immortal Body.
However, even though he was unharmed, Meng Xuanzi could clearly feel that his physical body had aged a little and his life force had been taken away …
With just a touch, a mere mid-level Transcendent Level Technique had actually injured him? Even though it was just a little, it was already too absurd!
If Meng Xuanzi's senses were not wrong, the power that took away his life force was related to the power of samsara … Even though it seemed like it was right but it was actually not …
"This young man has really comprehended a trace of the power of samsara! If this young man also has the cultivation base of an Immortal Emperor, this finger of wind mist is enough to defeat me! "
The Third Step of Mortal Severance had ended!
Ning Fan's eyes became completely clear and he smiled bitterly. He actually attacked Meng Xuanzi when he was comprehending the magic technique. Fortunately, Meng Xuanzi did not seem to blame him.
Inwardly, he was secretly delighted with the power of this technique.
After displaying this magic technique, Ning Fan was confident that he could kill a Mid Divine Transformation Realm cultivator with a single finger. He even had a chance to kill a Late Divine Transformation Realm cultivator and turn them into ashes in the wind mist!
After 248 days, his magic power had increased by 2480 units, making a total of 3495 units!
Moreover, after comprehending the technique, he was almost at the Divine Transformation Realm and only needed to carve his name on the Dao Tablet.
"Thank you, Mister Zi Dou …"
Ning Fan cupped his fists towards the purple mist in the distance.
The Immortal Sovereign should be dead. The master-disciple relationship in the illusory realm should only be the inheritance of the magic technique.
That was a power that he could not understand. However, there was finally one day when he could understand it and see through the true void and understand samsara.
"Young man, are you interested in ascending to my Void World and join my Palm Tablet Palace?"
It was Meng Xuanzi's first time taking the initiative to take someone as his disciple!
"I already have a master …"
"Is that so … That's really a pity …" Meng Xuanzi shook his head and sighed. With his status, it was enough for him to take the initiative to speak once. It was impossible for him to say the same thing twice and force the other party to become his disciple.
Without saying anything else, he waved his sleeve. Heaven and earth trembled and he brought Ning Fan to the bottom of the three Dao Divine Steles.
Since it was the Divine Transformation Realm using demonic power, he naturally had to carve the Demon Steles.
"This is the 'Condense Qi into a Brush' technique. By carving your name like this, you will receive the blessing of luck …"
Meng Xuanzi waved his sleeve and a jade slip appeared in front of Ning Fan. He took it into his hand and pressed it on his glabella.
In an instant, he already knew the technique of condensing his name into a brush.
His Luck was already buffed by the Reincarnation Cycle, so he didn't need this technique.
Moreover, under the black color, there was a shocking purple luck. It was a first-class luck.
If Ning Fan was willing, he could carve his name in purple. However, he was afraid that the secret of his change in luck would be known by the True Immortal who schemed against him. The loss would outweigh the gain …
"Condense!"
Ning Fan flicked his sleeve and condensed a golden brush. Holding it in his hand, he took a step forward and stood under the Demon Steles. He raised his hand and the brush fell!
The name written in black was Ning Fan!
"Black?" Meng Xuanzi was slightly surprised. Then, he shook his head and chuckled.
"If an ordinary person has a black luck, he would certainly have no hope of becoming an immortal. However, you are different … Your innate potential is truly monstrous. Even if you have a black luck, I'm afraid you would still be able to ascend to the Immortal Realm … I will wait for the day you become an immortal in the Black Tortoise Star. Go! Quickly return to the lower world and try your best to attain the Divine Transformation Realm! "
Meng Xuanzi flicked his sleeve and sent Ning Fan's consciousness back to the lower world.
However, just as he flicked his sleeve, he took out another item and gave it to Ning Fan.
"Take this item as a sign of good karma between you and me!"
…
At the bottom of the Dragon Pond, Ning Fan had been sleeping for eleven years!
The bored black dragon was capturing dark beasts to devour and refine them.
He had already pinched his nose and eaten the rotten corpse of the royal black dragon.
During these eleven years, he had almost eaten all the dark beasts in the pond. His strength was almost at the Half-Step Void Refinement Realm! However, there was one thing that was unfortunate. When he devoured the royal blood, he had a chance to awaken his royal blood again. Unfortunately, there was a barrier that prevented him from doing so …
There was still a large ball of pure demon blood from the dark beasts in his body. After the black dragon stripped away the poison and refined it for eleven years, it condensed into a fist-sized ball of faint golden blood.
Once he completely refines this ball of blood, he was confident that he could truly attain the Half-Step Void Refinement Realm!
At that time, even though his qi was weak and he did not have the royal blood nor the body of a demon, he would still be a Half-Step Void Refinement Realm expert, wouldn't he?
He might be weak at the same level but his chances of winning against a Peak Divine Transformation Realm expert were not small …
The Half-Step Void Refinement Realm was a whole realm higher than Ning Fan who was at the Half-Step Divine Transformation Realm …
"Once I attain the Half-Step Void Refinement Realm, it will be time for me to break free from the demon restriction!"
The black dragon sneered. Once he breaks free from the demon restriction, he would be free and he would no longer be afraid of Ning Fan.
"With my Half-Step Void Refinement Realm strength in the future, I will surely crush this malefic star, crush him, trample on him and ravage him!"
"Malefic star, just you wait. When your Grandpa Hei Ya refines the demon restriction, I will come and eat you!"
The black dragon grinned ferociously. However, at the next moment, his expression turned into one of disbelief.
Ning Fan who had been sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the pond for a long time was now sitting on top of countless skeletons.
At this moment, his aura force rose steadily and a wave of aura force that the black dragon could not resist rushed towards him.
The aura force of the Half-Step Void Refinement Realm and even a trace of True Immortal Realm aura force made the black dragon tremble in fear.
"This malefic star has successfully attained the Divine Transformation Realm! How can it be so coincidental?! Besides, his aura force is just at the Divine Transformation Realm. How did it reach the Half-Step Void Refinement Realm?! "
Just the aura force alone made the black dragon feel pain in his body and his qi became chaotic.
The black dragon's eyes were filled with astonishment. At this moment, Ning Fan's aura force fluctuated and he rose to his feet. He kept the item that Meng Xuanzi gave him and stared at the black dragon with cold eyes.
"Do you want to crush me, trample on me and ravage me?"
Demon Power: 14750 units!
Magic Power: 3495 units!
Divine Will, Mid Divine Transformation Realm!
Ning Fan stared at the black dragon coldly and activated the Restrictive Spell. Immediately, the black dragon was in so much pain that he fell down and wailed in agony. All of his arrogance had turned into begging for mercy.
"Master, spare my life! Spare me! I'm just joking, joking! "
"Are you joking?"
Ning Fan harrumphed coldly. He bent his palm and summoned the huge black dragon to his front. His eyes lit up.
This Black Dragon's aptitude was indeed not bad. After devouring the Dark Beasts and the royal dragon corpses, his cultivation level had reached the peak stage of the Soul Formation Realm. He had even almost awakened his royal bloodline. However, there seemed to be a barrier that prevented him from breaking through. Otherwise, his battle power would have increased tremendously.
In his body, there was a lump of Dark Beast Blood Essence that had yet to be completely devoured … If he devoured it himself, not only would he be able to increase his demonic strength, but he would also be able to stabilize his Early Divine Solidification Realm.
It was rare to see such a great supplement.
"Give me the blood essence of the dark beast!" Ning Fan commanded coldly.
"What, what! You want to snatch my things! "
A mournful expression appeared on the Black Dragon's face. Before it could resist, it cried out in pain.
Once the Demon Restriction was activated, the blood essence would probably be lost. (To be continued.)
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