Even Ning Tian didn't expect that Ningxia would choose to assassinate Ning Huan at this moment, so he was originally admiring Ningxia's dancing, and he had no chance to stand up and stop it.

In the screams of the dancing girls around him, Ning Huan seemed unhurried, he quietly stretched out a finger and pointed at the hairpin stabbed by Ningxia.

I saw that the sharp hairpin was instantly folded and bent in front of Ning Huan's fingers, almost condensed into a small metal ball, and then Ning Huan stretched out his arm again, and he had already pinched Ningxia's neck for no reason.

The neck that was as smooth and soft as a swan was fragile like a work of art made of glass in Ning Huan's hands at this time.

"Do you want to kill me?" Ning Huan lifted Ningxia up with one hand, and then said gloomily as if nothing had happened.

Ningxia nodded slowly and said yes.

Ning Huan couldn't help laughing.

His laughter echoed throughout the hall, causing the Oiran dancers to cover their ears with their hands, but eventually they all fainted.

"Why?" Ning Huan looked at Ningxia and asked.

Ningxia looked at the master in front of him with a pale face: "I thought you wouldn't ask this question." ”

Because I want to kill you, you are the one who knows best.

Ning Huan smiled faintly and did not speak, but looked down at the hairpin that had fallen to the ground and had turned into a small metal ball.

"That sword just now is kind of interesting."

"Where did you learn?"

Ning Huan, of course, was referring to the sword that Ningxia had just stabbed at him.

Ningxia bowed his head and was silent.

"Don't you even want to say this?" Ning Huan shook his head and smiled: "It seems to you that you have really lived up to my love for you for so long." ”

Ningxia lowered his head and remained silent.

Expressionless colors can sometimes move people's hearts.

"Do you know why I passed on your Goddess Gong Gong?" Ning Huan continued lightly.

"Because of the great compassion of the master, you need me to help you get through the barrier." Ning Xia pursed his lips and said coldly.

"So you still have questions you're willing to answer." Ning Huan smiled, stretched out his hand, let Ningxia fall freely, and let this beautiful woman kneel in front of him.

"Yes and no." Ningxia said softly.

She knelt on the ground, her face as pale as paper, and the woman raised her head to look at the smiling master: "I don't understand, what is the reason for all this. ”

Why is all this going on?

Where does this begin?

From the time Ningxia was brought to the Hall of Sorrow and Joy, her whole life became a joke.

Originally, Shizun was the one who saved her from fire and water, taking care of her meticulously, treating her like a princess, and even learning all kinds of wonderful and powerful martial arts, how Ningxia did not regard Ning Huan as a reborn parent, respected and loved.

But with the arrival of Hei Wu, all the truth was cruelly revealed, it turned out that the death of his parents and the destruction of the village were all Ning Huan's schemes, just to find the girl who was immortal.

But at this time, Ningxia was unable to withdraw, although she knew that the hypocritical master in front of her was the mastermind behind all the changes in her fate, but she was powerless to struggle and resist.

Even if he wanted to take revenge, he couldn't find the slightest opportunity.

In this dark despair, in the end, Ningxia chose to escape Ning Huan's control even if he died, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to investigate the cause of Ning Huaiyuan's death, and finally planned to defect.

After all, Middle-earth is really far away from the Western Regions, and Ningxia can die alone here.

It's just that Ning Huan didn't expect that even if it wasn't thousands of miles away, Ning Huan would still come to her and become her nightmare again, her fear, and everything that dominated her.

That's why Ningxia wanted to open his mouth and ask why.

Why are you fooling my fate so much?

Why am I the only one chosen among thousands of people?

"Because you have special talents." Ning Huan looked at Ningxia and said quietly.

"I don't know what talent I have." Ningxia bowed his head and said.

All the courage she had had used to stab the hairpin.

Now she didn't know what else she could do to hurt the person in front of her.

"You have it, but you don't even know it." Ning Huan looked at the disciple in front of him and said with a smile: "I remember that I once told you that the martial arts I am practicing now are called Heaven and Earth Jiaozheng Yin and Yang Great Compassion Fu. ”

"This can be said to be the most powerful and evil martial arts today, which is enough to reverse the number of karma and make people rejuvenate and immortalize."

"Hmm." Ningxia hummed softly.

Because Ning Huan has indeed practiced, in Ningxia's memory, this master has always sat on the throne of that palace with an old and decrepit body, and rarely goes out of the palace.

But now, Ning Huan, who came to Middle-earth, really deserves the body of an out-and-out young man.

And he was able to outperform the combination of Hei Wu and the Dragon Boat Festival relatively easily, and his young and healthy body played an indispensable role.

"When I chose to join the Luo Sect and serve the Sect Master, the Sect Master promised me that he would give me this supreme treasure of the Luo Sect in the future." Ning Huan continued: "It's just that before giving me the treasure book, he also warned me that although this martial art has been created for hundreds of years, no one has ever really practiced it to a high level except for its founder, and even the sect leader himself wonders if someone has modified this martial art so that this martial art has become a trap. ”

This is something that Ning Huan has never said to others, and even Ning Xia can hear it a little.

And Ning Tian said on the side: "But Master, you have done what no one else could do, haven't you?" ”

"Not really." Ning Huan shook his head and said: "After I first got this treasure book, it was really like a treasure, so I sealed the Bone Erosion Sword, and lived deep in the Hall of Sorrow and Joy to study and cultivate this martial art, because at that time I knew that my yang life was approaching, if I couldn't rely on this great compassion to prolong my life, I would definitely die of decay and old age, and eventually turn into a pile of dry bones." ”

"But the matter of martial arts, I want to be fast but not reached, although I study every day, but I still can't even learn the skin of this great compassion, and even my original martial arts are at risk of being abandoned and declining."

"The saddest thing in the world is to enter Baoshan and return empty-handed."

Ning Tian knew that he had made a mistake in the sycophants, but Ning Xia pursed his lips and asked, "Then how did you cultivate to this point, Master?" ”

No matter what Ning Huan said about the difficulty of entering the realm at the beginning, but now Ning Huan has indeed cultivated to the realm of the seventh heavenly earth to rejuvenate and rejuvenate through the Yin and Yang Great Compassion endowment of heaven and earth, and - although Ning Huan said that breaking through the eighth heaven Jedi to destroy ten thousand demons and the realm of rebirth requires a good furnace to match, but at least for now, Ningxia's furnace is still perfect.

It also shows that Ning Huan completely relied on himself, so he practiced the Great Compassion to the seventh level.

"Because I don't believe I'll be inferior to the person who created the great mercy in the first place." Ning Huan said slowly.