Ning Fan stood in the empty courtyard. After the Double Seventh Festival, it was already the beginning of autumn. The leaves in the courtyard fell to the ground but no one cleaned them.
As the sky darkened, Ning Fan looked up at the sky and saw the red sunset. He vaguely understood something but the more he understood it, the more confused he became.
He seemed to remember the advice of the Old Devil to stay in the sun more so that he would not suffer from qi deviation.
He seemed to remember Zhihe's childish face standing in the snow.
He recalled the scenes of the sea of blood. At the end of the sea of blood stood a ten thousand zhang * tall giant who could not be reached.
With just one step, he could destroy a city in Seven Apricot City!
He seemed to see Moksha Emperor's hideous smile and countless sarcastic voices resounded in all directions.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Ning Fan's mind became more and more chaotic. This was qi deviation! He had once experienced qi deviation because of the fire of lust and Zhihe was able to save him.
This time, it was the fire of killing. He would only be appeased by killing. However, if he kills, he would fall deeper and deeper and one day, he would completely lose his mind!
Qiuling brought me to Gusu to prevent me from being devoured by her killing intent … If I succumb to her killing intent, wouldn't I be letting her down?
I, Ning Fan, kill not because I crave blood but because of my obsession! I am a devil but I am different from the other devils!
* Whoosh *
Gusts of strong wind rose in the courtyard, sweeping up the fallen leaves on the ground.
No matter how much killing intent surged in his heart, he did not want to kill anyone in Gusu. He was not willing to succumb to the killing intent!
After a long time, the sky gradually turned dark. Ning Fan opened his eyes which were filled with clarity.
After forcefully suppressing his killing intent, his state of mind improved a little again.
At the same time, a knocking sound came from outside the courtyard.
Along with the knocking sound, a gentle and soft voice was heard.
"Is Young Master Zhou asleep? My Little Shitou took Young Master's belongings. I'm here to return it to Young Master. "
* Creak *
Ning Fan flicked his sleeves and opened the door. A beautiful lady in a hemp dress was standing outside the door.
She was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old. She wore a hemp dress and her black hair was wrapped with a white cloth. Her appearance was dignified and virtuous but her expression was sad as if someone in her family had just died.
She carried a basket of eggs in one hand and a fine sword wrapped in silk in the other.
Seeing that Ning Fan was still standing in the courtyard and the door of the house had opened by itself, the beautiful lady could not help but recall the rumor that this house was haunted. She felt a little scared.
However, when she remembered that her child had taken something from someone else, the beautiful woman gathered her courage and stepped into the courtyard.
"You are?" Ning Fan asked in surprise.
"I am Bai Su, Little Shitou's mother. I heard from Little Shitou that this sword was lent to him by Young Master for him to admire. However, this sword is too precious and is a rare divine weapon. Little Shitou is still young. Once he loses this weapon, even if he loses it, I will definitely not be able to repay him. Thus, I have come to return this sword."
Bai Su tried her best to look calm, but she could not hide the fear in her eyes.
Her beautiful eyes swept across the house and noticed that the surroundings were dark and there were no lights. The courtyard was filled with cold wind and the Ning Fan in front of her was excessively young and handsome. She thought to herself, This Young Master Zhou who bought this haunted house, could he be a demon or a ghost
That's right, such a good sword could only be possessed by demons and ghosts in the legends. How could a mortal swordsman have such a good sword?
Bai Su's husband had just passed away from illness for half a year. She had yet to remove her mourning clothes and live alone with Little Shitou.
She thought that she was quite beautiful. If Ning Fan was really a demon, wouldn't it be very inappropriate for her to enter this haunted house at this moment? If she falls into the hands of this demon, she would certainly lose her chastity.
Ning Fan naturally did not know that he was already suspected to be a demon or a ghost in Bai Su's eyes.
Ning Fan also did not know that this beautiful woman who was wearing mourning clothes was worried that her chastity would be taken away by him.
"Oh, you are Little Shitou's mother … Are you here to return the sword? That sword is just something useless to me. It's fine even if I give it to Little Shitou. There's no need to return it … "
Ning Fan shook his head. However, after Bai Su heard his words, she immediately put on a serious expression and forgot about her fear.
"Young Master Zhou, you're wrong! Young Master must be a swordsman since you have such a good sword. As a swordsman, how can you treat a sword as if it's nothing? How can you simply give it to someone else?! Even though my husband passed away early and he wasn't a swordsman, he was once the most famous blacksmith in Gusu City. I've seen many famous swordsmen. My husband had once said that a swordsman should be obsessed with the sword! He should have an imposing manner. As long as the sword exists, he will exist. If the sword dies, he will die! "
Bai Su's words were like a shower of raindrops that sprinkled on Ning Fan's heart.
Originally, Ning Fan could not comprehend the sword intent from the sharp sword. He felt that something was missing. Now, after listening to Bai Su's words, he seemed to have an epiphany!
"That's right! The reason why I haven't condensed the sword intent is because I lack the obsession towards the sword! A swordsman should be obsessed with the sword! "
Ning Fan did not agree with Bai Su's words.
However, he nodded his head and agreed with the words' obsessed with the sword '.
There's no mistake. What Little Shitou had was an obsession and obsession towards the sword!
Only when one could reach the extreme of emotion could he reach the extreme of the sword!
Only when one could reach the extreme of the sword could he reach the extreme of the intent!
Gradually, Ning Fan's body gave off a trace of aggressive and sharp sword qi. This sword qi made Bai Su who was experienced and knowledgeable immediately opened her red lips in disbelief.
"W-What a strong sword qi! I've been in Gusu City for twenty-nine years but I've never seen such a terrifying sword qi! "
Originally, Bai Su only thought that Ning Fan was a clumsy swordsman who did not care about the sword.
But now, how could Bai Su not know that Ning Fan was a profound expert?
"Return of the Sword!"
Ning Fan looked at Bai Su's bosom and made a suction force across the air. A strong suction force pulled the silk sword from the beautiful woman's bosom into his hand.
"Telekinesis! This is obviously a technique that only a swordsman with an extremely high level of internal strength can use! "
Bai Su's beautiful eyes were filled with astonishment. However, this astonishment soon turned into a trace of shyness.
The suction force was so strong that it not only took away the sword but also brushed past her chest. It was as if a pair of invisible hands had rubbed her breasts.
Of course, it was an accident. Ning Fan did not notice it and it was impossible for Bai Su to expose such a shameful thing.
Her beautiful eyes stared at Ning Fan's expression which was focused on the sword. Bai Su believed that a swordsman like him would not do something as despicable as touching her breasts.
"That was just an accident … I'm afraid this Young Master Zhou is a peerless swordsman! If my husband is still alive and could see Young Master Zhou's treasured sword, he would definitely smile in the underworld to know that there is such a swordsman in the world … "
"My husband's lifelong wish is for Little Shitou to become a peerless swordsman. If Little Shitou learns from him …"
The beautiful woman looked at Ning Fan and then looked at herself. She sighed softly.
Ning Fan was wearing white clothes which she had never seen before. He must be someone who was either rich or noble.
As for her, after her husband's death, her family's wealth had declined. How could she have the spare money to let her son learn from a famous master …
In Bai Su's eyes, Ning Fan was definitely the best swordsman in Gusu City!
Little Shitou could not afford to have such a master …
After a long time, Ning Fan dispersed his aura force and pulled the silk cloth away. He once again looked at the sharp sword which was shining with green light. His eyes were different now.
When his mind was focused on the sword, it was as if he could hear the sound of the sword breathing … This is the extreme of the sword!
What's left is to go from the extreme of the sword to the extreme of the intent to condense the sword intent!
Speaking of which, it was all thanks to Bai Su's reminder that he could successfully comprehend this step.
Ning Fan raised his eyes and asked in surprise.
"Hmm? Madam hasn't left yet? It's already late. Madam is still a virgin. It's easy for people to gossip if she stays in my house, right? "
"Yes … Yes …"
Bai Su felt embarrassed and annoyed. Of course, she knew that it was inappropriate to enter Ning Fan's house in the middle of the night.
However, she did not think about the relationship between a man and a woman at all. She was only thinking about Ning Fan's profound swordsmanship and whether there was a possibility for Little Shitou to acknowledge Ning Fan as his master.
Now that she was reminded by Ning Fan, she naturally reacted. She hesitated and hesitated. In the end, she could not bring herself to say it. She let out a faint sigh and was about to leave.
When she was about to leave, she remembered that she had brought a basket of eggs with her. She came here to thank Ning Fan for giving Little Shitou the sword, didn't she?
"I know that Young Master Zhou has a big business and doesn't care about these things. However, this basket of eggs is a token of my gratitude to Young Master for lending me the sword … I heard that Madam Zhou is suffering from an illness. These eggs can be used to nourish Madam's body."
Bai Su passed the egg to Ning Fan. Her behavior was appropriate and she bowed.
Ning Fan received the eggs and his heart suddenly trembled.
These eggs represented the friendship between neighbors in the mortal world.
In the cultivation world, giving a gift to a stranger was a stupid thing to do.
However, in the mortal world, it was just a basic etiquette to express goodwill.
"Thank you …" Ning Fan sighed with emotion. He had not felt such kindness for a long time.
"Pfff … Young Master is really a wonderful person. It's just a basket of eggs. It's not enough to thank you."
Bai Su pursed her lips into a charming smile. At this moment, Xu Qiuling woke up. She pushed open the door of the house and asked softly.
"Big Brother, it's already late. Why don't you light the lamp? Eh? Is there a guest here …? "
Xu Qiuling was 30% sickly and 70% beautiful. Standing in the night, she was like a fairy that had been banished from the mortal world.
When Bai Su saw Xu Qiuling's beauty, she was stunned and secretly mocked herself.
Young Master Zhou has such a beautiful wife. Why would he touch an ugly woman like me? I'm really thinking too much …
"My name is Bai Su. Greetings, Madam Zhou. It's already late today. I'll pay you a visit another day."
Bai Su bowed again and left after bidding farewell.
Xu Qiuling's eyes lit up. If this Bai Su was a few years younger, her beauty would not be inferior to mine by much. After returning the greeting, she watched Bai Su leave and then looked at Ning Fan who was holding the eggs in his hand. Xu Qiuling burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at you, Great Devil Lord Zhou, for carrying a basket of eggs … If the cultivators of the External Endless Sea see your appearance, I wonder how many of them would be so shocked that their eyeballs would fall off."
…
In Gusu City, the rumor that a Young Master with the surname Zhou bought a haunted house was gradually forgotten after some heated discussions.
As for the people living near the haunted house, they gradually got to know Ning Fan.
They knew that this family was a little strange. During the day, Ning Fan would sit in his courtyard with the door open and watch his sword wholeheartedly.
In the evening, he would bring a peerless beauty along and go boating on the Su River in Gusu City.
However, no one knew that Ning Fan also had a nightlife, which was to treat Xu Qiuling's injuries with fragrant medicinal baths all night long.
Many rumors said that Ning Fan was a swordsman but no one had ever seen him use a sword.
The children gradually stopped teasing Ning Fan. Only Little Shitou seemed to come every day. When Ning Fan looked at his sword, he would also look at his sword, as if he wanted to learn something secretly.
"Uncle Zhou, are you really not a swordsman? I'll tell you. I promise I won't tell my mother! "Little Shitou begged.
"No …" Ning Fan told the truth. He was indeed not a swordsman.
Every time, Little Shitou would reveal a disappointed expression.
When night fell, Bai Su would definitely come and take away the pestering Little Shitou. Occasionally, she would prepare some food and wine for Ning Fan.
Thus, the rumors about Ning Fan gradually turned into the reputation of being a playboy and lecherous.
During the day, he would seduce the widow of a blacksmith's family and at night, he would go boating with a beauty. All of these rumors fell on Ning Fan's head.
To Ning Fan, reputation was nothing but a fleeting cloud. To Bai Su, once her reputation was tainted, it would be hard for her to clear it.
Whether it was going to the Su River to wash clothes or going to the market to sell cloth, she would always be pointed at by others.
No matter how Bai Su explained, no one would believe her. She had thought of never stepping into Ning Fan's house again. However, in order to let Little Shitou learn the sword, she gritted her teeth and endured the stain.
"So this is my mother …" Ning Fan closed his eyes and said something that Little Shitou could not understand.
One month later, Ning Fan seemed to have comprehended something from the sharp sword. He kept the sharp sword and took out a Purple Myrtle Flexible Sword.
This sword was also a low-grade magic treasure. Compared to sharp swords, it was less sharp and firm, but it had more devious moves.
"Uncle Zhou, you don't want to look at the sharp sword anymore? How can I look at the flexible sword? It's so soft. Can it fight and kill people? "Little Shitou asked in confusion.
"Of course it can …"
Ning Fan casually shook the flexible sword. The rockery in the courtyard was shattered into pieces with a sword light!
Little Shitou was stunned. This was the first time he saw Ning Fan in action with his own eyes.
A trace of sword qi could shatter a rockery that was as tall as three people. This had already reached the level of a divine skill!
"Uncle Zhou, y-you lied to me. You are obviously a swordsman!" Little Shitou said excitedly. He was even more determined to learn the sword from Ning Fan.
"I didn't lie to you. I am indeed not a swordsman. You have a good aptitude. Perhaps one day, you will walk on my path and understand my words."
Ning Fan shook his head and laughed. He did not use any magic power or Mortal Martial inner force in that sword strike. He just imagined the sword qi in his mind and it was formed.
This was the embryonic form of sword intent!
In the first month, Ning Fan only looked at the sharp sword.
In the second month, Ning Fan only looked at the flexible sword.
The Dao of the sharp sword was fierce and fierce. It was invincible.
The Dao of the flexible sword was unpredictable. It was soft but hard to deal with.
In the third month, Ning Fan took out hundreds of Low Grade Flying Swords and blew them in front of Little Shitou. All of a sudden, those flying swords were ignited with black flames. In just a moment, they were refined into a heavy sword that was three chi long and as heavy as a boulder!
Little Shitou was stunned. He felt that Uncle Zhou might not be a swordsman but a legendary sword immortal.
He became more and more obsessed with the sword. In the end, he stayed in Ning Fan's house all day long. Bai Su had to spend a lot of effort to bring this silly child away.
The weather began to turn cold. In the fourth month, it snowed heavily in Gusu. Little Shitou's thatched cottage was crushed by the wind and snow. Under Xu Qiuling's invitation, Bai Su brought her child to stay in Ning Fan's house.
After Ning Fan robbed the five elders, the amount of silver in his house was like a mountain. Thus, there was no need for Bai Su to show her face and earn money.
She felt apologetic for receiving Ning Fan's kindness. Thus, she took care of all the household affairs in the house. Xu Qiuling no longer rested during the day. Her complexion became rosier and rosier. She accompanied Bai Su every day like a sister.
In the fourth month, Ning Fan broke a peach tree in his courtyard and carved out a wooden sword.
Little Shitou was completely confused.
The sharp sword was sharp, the flexible sword was treacherous and the heavy sword was heavy. What advantages did a wooden sword have?
Could a wooden sword slash people? Could it kill enemies?
If it could, wouldn't everyone have the courage to charge and break through the enemy lines with a wooden sword in hand?
Outside the mansion, Little Shitou did not even look at the lively scene of the top scorer riding his horse and parading on the street.
People laughed at him for being obsessed with the sword. He laughed at them for being vain and greedy. Their words were immature and old.
"So what if you're the top scorer? How can the imperial examinations and fame compare to the satisfaction of revenge and gratitude with a sword?! "
In Gusu City, Philanthropist Zhao was over eighty years old. He married a beautiful concubine who was only thirteen years old. Many villagers went to watch. However, Little Shitou did not even look at the wedding procession.
People laughed at him for being obsessed with the sword. He laughed at them for being obsessed with wine and women.
"Wine, women, avarice and anger are all fabricated. The sword in my hand is the real thing!"
Little Shitou was still a mortal. However, under Ning Fan's influence, his heart was almost filled by the sword.
As long as he gained more experience in the future, he could become a peerless swordsman in the mortal world with a sword in his hand. It would be difficult for him to be defeated.
In the immortal world, he could shatter the void and roll the waves!
He had the aptitude!
Holding the wooden sword in his hand, Ning Fan gradually moved forward. Even when he waved the wooden sword, it would stir up smoke and dust.
It was a realm where no move was better than having a move. However, it was still not enough …
In the fifth month, Ning Fan did not have a sword in his hand.
An invisible aura condensed on Ning Fan's body. It was just the last step before it could be unleashed.
Little Shitou's eyes were burning with passion. When he saw Ning Fan flicking his finger and the sword qi flew out, crushing a thirty thousand jin boulder. At that moment, a kind of fanaticism rose in Little Shitou's heart …
He wanted to become a swordsman!
"Uncle Zhou, I want to become a swordsman. Can you be my master?!"
* Pa *
Little Shitou knelt in front of Ning Fan. However, Ning Fan just smiled and shook his head.
"Your aptitude in the Dao of Sword might not be weaker than mine. If you become my disciple, it will definitely harm you. You just need to remember the process of me comprehending the sword for five months. With this understanding, you will challenge all the swordsmen in the world with just one sword. Finally, one day, you will find your own Dao of Sword. "
"You are still too young now. You only have the sword in your eyes but not life. This is not enough … Gusu is a good place. Get along well with your mother and be filial to her. These are two pills. If you and your mother consume one each, your lifespan will be extended by one hundred years. This book is a cultivation method for the Dao of Sword that will guide you on the path of cultivation. However, I have a request. If your sword technique is not invincible in the mortal world, you must not open this book! "
"When the day comes when you cannot be defeated in the world, you can open this book and enter the cultivation world. It will be a whole new world with more challenges. I hope you will be satisfied!"
Ning Fan's gaze swept across Gusu. He had been detained here for five months. It was time for him to leave. The silver and the house were all left to Little Shitou. Even the sharp sword, the soft sword, the heavy sword and the wooden sword that he comprehended casually were also left to him.
Holding Xu Qiuling in his arms, Ning Fan took a step forward and turned into a ray of sword light, vanishing into thin air.
Little Shitou was stunned by the scene while Bai Su felt a trace of sadness for no reason.
"Young Master Zhou has left … It turns out that he is not a mortal. It turns out that there are really immortals in this world …"
An indescribable feeling of disappointment welled up in his heart.
Bai Su did not know what kind of feeling he was feeling. He just let out a soft sigh.
"That's good too …"
…
A ray of sword light flashed. Holding Xu Qiuling in his arms, Ning Fan took a step out of the island and went to the sea. When they were ninety thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) deep in the sea, he waved his hand and sword light appeared, parting the seawater and creating a space without water.
After five months of recuperation, ninety percent of Xu Qiuling's fate golden qi had recovered.
Next, he just needs to inject a trace of extremely strong golden qi into her body and she would be cured!
Ning Fan patted his storage pouch and took out the dark red remnant of the Immortal Trapping Sword. His eyes flashed and he swallowed it.
He forced the remnant into his Sea of Consciousness and it was devoured by his sword sense. All of a sudden, his sword sense rose rapidly. The sword intent that he had comprehended in the past five months broke through the last barrier at this moment!
Sword intent, condense!
Without sword intent, one would not be considered as a true sword cultivator. With sword intent, one could only display 200% of the power of a sword move!
"Congratulations, Big Brother, for successfully achieving your sword intent! However, is it really good to leave Gusu just like this … Aren't you going to take that little stone as your disciple? Bai Su, aren't you going to … "
"My fate with the mortal world is over!" Ning Fan answered firmly.
Mortals should have a mortal life. Even though he had given Little Stone a sword cultivation method in the end, he would not allow him to cultivate if he could not reach the undefeatable realm in the mortal world.
Cultivation was a path of no return. It might not be suitable for mortals. There was too much bloodshed in this place. If one could enjoy the peace of Gusu, why would they want to be like Ning Fan and fall into endless battles?
Ning Fan had forgotten about the matter in Gusu.
The most beautiful memories in his life were once in Seven Apricot City. Then, he had Luo Yun City and now, he had Gusu City.
If it was possible, he would like to stay in Gusu City forever and spend the rest of his life there. However, he had a reason that he could not stop.
"Next, I will force out a trace of the Immortal Trapping Sword's power and guide it into your immortal veins. Then, I will help you refine this power. If everything is successful, not only will your birth chart's golden qi be replenished, your cultivation base will also improve tremendously. You can at least reach the Half-Step Divine Transformation Realm! "
"I don't care about my cultivation base. If I can survive and continue to accompany you and relieve your exhaustion from killing, I will be satisfied …"
Xu Qiuling looked at Ning Fan with deep affection. When their palms touched, a trace of sword force was forced into her body from Ning Fan's palm.
All of a sudden, Xu Qiuling's face was filled with pain. However, she gritted her teeth and endured it.
If I cannot bear this pain, I will not be qualified to stay with Ning Fan forever …
What's pain? Even though the orchid was withering day by day, it was still waiting for the butterfly's return. Even if it was only ashes that came …
"Ouch!"
Xu Qiuling clenched her teeth tightly. She was in so much pain that she almost lost consciousness. However, she desperately opened her eyes and looked at Ning Fan.
It was as if she would not care about the pain and suffering as long as she looked at Ning Fan.
* Huff *
An aura force that was getting stronger and stronger began to take shape inside Xu Qiuling's body.
Everyone said that she would not live for long. However, she insisted on living with an even prouder attitude!
As her birth chart was replenished, her cultivation base that was suppressed because of her illness began to rise rapidly.
In the past, it was not that Xu Qiuling could not break through to the Nascent Soul Realm. She just did not dare to do so because breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm required the unification of the five elements. Her birth chart lacked the golden qi. Thus, she could not form her nascent soul …
However, the magic power that she had accumulated over the years had been accumulating in her body just for this day … to be unleashed!
Magic power: 5500 units. Half-Step Divine Transformation Realm!
"Big Brother! I-I … "Tears of joy flowed down Xu Qiuling's cheeks.
She had finally overcome her birth chart and lived on!
All of a sudden, countless tribulation lightning bolts descended and sank into the bottom of the sea. Ning Fan wanted to help Xu Qiuling block the tribulation lightning but she shook her head and smiled indifferently.
"It's alright … I can do it! I don't want to be a woman who burdens you! "
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