In Bianliang, everyone is generally thirteen or fourteen years old, fifteen years old and can be married, and ten-year-old girls are not small.

Zhao Die'er is ten years old, a ten-year-old girl, her body has not yet grown, but she has begun to show her beauty.

Today's Zhao Die'er is wearing a satin jacket, her petite body is wrapped in a fluffy fox fur, and her small face is clear.

There is no snow in Bianliang this year, and Ning Fan met Zhao Dieer for the first time when there was no snow.

Ten years have passed, Ning Fan's appearance is like that of a thirty-year-old man, his eyes are deeper, and the moment he saw Zhao Die'er, his eyes were soft, and he smiled,

"Oh, isn't this a butterfly?"

"Die'er has seen Uncle Ning Shi, has Uncle Ning Shi gone to Bianhe to enjoy the scenery again? Unfortunately, there is no snow in Bianliang this year, and the plum blossoms have not bloomed. Without plum company, I want to drink my uncle's wine in the next life, and I will be a little lonely."

Zhao Die'er smiled shyly, lowered her head, and hung down like the green silk of a waterfall, her voice was soft and sweet.

Ten-year-old Zhao Die'er is more polite, and now she will no longer pester Ning Fan to build a snowman.

Ten-year-old Zhao Die'er already has a little girlish mind, Ning Fan is already handsome, and because of years of cultivation, he has a dusty temperament.

Even though he deliberately made his appearance age a little older, it still made Zhao Die'er, who had just understood love affairs, feel a little red and heartbeat

Behind Zhao Die'er, there were also two maids of the Zhao Mansion, both of whom were eighteen or nineteen years old, and their appearance was also delicate.

has been serving in the Zhao Mansion for many years, and the second maid has also seen a lot of Bianliang Junjie, who are outstanding in appearance and talent, and they have also seen some, but they seem to have a temperament like Ning Fan. Rare

Therefore, not only Zhao Die'er blushed, but even the two maidservants also blushed. From time to time, he would peek at Ning Fan a few times

"Yes, there is no snow in Bianliang this year. The plum blossoms have not bloomed, this wine is really drunk from the illness of Brother Boyang, is it better?"

Ning Fan changed his words and asked.

He has been in Bianliang for ten years, and he has also known Zhao Boyang for ten years, so he is an old friend.

For a month, Zhao Boyang did not come to Yunzhong Academy to teach, and it was said that his old illness had recurred. Quite strict zhòng

"Daddy's leg disease attacks every year, but this year he is stricter, and he can't get out of bed, so someone has to go to the bed to serve, and the famous doctor invited some, but it didn't get better, and even the brute medicine given by the master of barbarian idiocy had no effect."

Zhao Die'er thought of her father's illness, and her nose was sore. The eye sockets immediately turned red.

"Don't cry if you have a leg disease, you come with me. ”

Ning Fan stroked Zhao Die'er's green silk, and then pushed the door back to the house, making unconscious movements. made Zhao Dieer forget to cry, and her face was ashamed.

She's ten years old, and she's already a big girl. There have been many Bianliang Shi clan courting marriage, but Ning Fan still treats her as a child and strokes her head at will

It's a very rude act. However, Zhao Dieer does not seem to reject this feeling

Leave the second maid outside the house. Zhao Die'er entered the courtyard of Ningfu alone, all the plum blossoms in Bianliang had not bloomed, but there was a plum tree in the courtyard, and the red plum blossoms were in full bloom

"Eh, Uncle Shi's plum tree is so strange, it is different from Bianliang City," Zhao Die'er said in surprise.

"Nature is different, it's not an ordinary plum tree"

Ning Fan smiled and plucked two plum blossoms from the plum tree, one of which had a weak aura and was put on Zhao Die'er's sideburns, and the other was put into a brocade box like a trick and handed it to Zhao Die'er.

"The plum blossoms in the box, take them to your father, the leg disease will heal, don't make a noise in Bianliang, and don't tell your father, the plum blossoms were sent by me." ”

Zhao Die'er's little brain melon was already stunned, and she didn't hear what Ning Fan said at all, but instinctively took the jade box, and drooped down her little brain melon like an ostrich.

There is only one thing in her heart, and that is that she was actually molested by Uncle Ning!

In Bianliang, men and women do not kiss, but Ning Fan stroked her hair and put flowers on her

Her face seemed to be half burned, hot and hot, and the only sound of her heartbeat was in her ears

"Do you know how to be shy, Die'er has really grown up, but my uncle behaves frivolously"

Ning Fan smiled and shook his head, his bone age has already been thousands of years, Zhao Die'er will always be a child in front of him, he didn't think of the layer of male and female defense before, but at this moment he knows to pay attention.

After repeating the previous words again, and after telling Zhao Die'er carefully, Ning Fan let Zhao Die'er leave.

Until she walked out of the gate of Ningfu, Zhao Die'er was still in a state of blushing slightly, and finally calmed down, looking at the brocade box in her hand, her expression was full of incredulity.

"Why did my uncle give me a plum blossom? He also said that this plum blossom can cure my father's leg disease, and I have read a lot of medical skills, but I have never heard that plum blossoms can cure leg diseases."

Obviously didn't believe that plum blossoms could cure leg diseases, Zhao Dieer still had the intention of trying it, took plum blossoms back home, and handed them over to her father.

It is also miraculous to say that Zhao Boyang's leg disease is obviously incurable, but after taking the plum blossom, the leg disease is getting better day by day.

Zhao Boyang asked where the plum blossom came from, Zhao Die'er remembered Ning Fan's instructions and didn't say anything, but the matter still spread in Bianliang City.

No one knows what kind of plum blossom can cure Zhao Daru's old leg disease.

Only Zhao Die'er knew the truth, and when she was ten years old, she saw Ning Fan's incredibleness for the first time.

When she came to Ning's house again and was about to thank Ning Fan for her kindness, she found that Ning Fan was not at home, only her 'wife and daughter' were at home

After inquiring with Liu Yan's 'uncle' and Xian Luoli's 'sister', Zhao Die'er learned that Ning Fan was painting on the banks of the Bianhe River at this moment.

"Uncle Ning Shi is painting in Bianhe?" Zhao Die'er was very surprised, in her impression, Ning Fan seemed to only drink and enjoy plums.

When she came to the bank of the Bianhe River and found Ning Fan, she saw Ning Fan beside a half-person-high flat bluestone, looking at an ancient painting.

Ten years of turning into a fan, just to seek the truth, Ning Fan finally began to realize the truth. Dao Zhen, unable to pass on word of mouth, Ning Fan comprehended the truth of Dao and integrated it into Danqing and painted it into a picture scroll to realize the truth.

The ancient painting that Ning Fan was looking at. It is a painting that he obtained from Luo Yun Feng Demon Lu Daochen when he was in the Nine Divisions of the Lu Clan.

What's in the picture. It is a scene of the ancient heavenly court's demon handsome Lu Wu driving out on the expedition.

This painting was painted by a certain painting immortal in the ancient heavenly court, which can turn the virtual into the real. Just by activating the mana, the characters in the painting can be transformed.

In this painting, the true perception of the painting fairy is integrated

Ning Fan looked at the ancient painting for a long time before putting it away, took out the paper, ink, pen and inkstone, put it on the bluestone, and began to paint.

He knew that Zhao Die'er had already come, so he was standing beside him, but at the moment he was concentrating on painting. didn't pay attention to it, and Zhao Dieer didn't bother.

Ning Fan's painting skills can only be regarded as ordinary, and his skills are far from reaching the highest level, but his paintings contain far-reaching artistic conceptions, almost Tao. The most important thing in ink painting is the artistic conception.

What he painted was the landscape of Bianliang City, with grass and trees. As early as this decade was integrated into his heart.

But when he painted the Bianliang City Changjie shop, he couldn't paint the hustle and bustle.

He painted the water of the Bianhe River, but he could not make it flow.

He painted the bald plums on both sides, but he could not make the plum blossoms bloom on the plum trees

"Isn't it enough?"

Ning Fan sighed slightly. Put down the lake pen and look at the river to be silent.

He was still not satisfied with the painting, the reason for his dissatisfaction. It's because I haven't been able to integrate the truth into the painting.

Zhao Die'er's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she looked at Ning Fan's paintings in surprise.

Naturally, she doesn't know what is true or not. In her opinion, Ning Fan's attainments in landscape painting have undoubtedly reached a very high level. Every grass and tree has its meaning

She didn't understand why Ning Fan had clearly drawn a peerless painting, so why she sighed

"Uncle, are you dissatisfied with this painting?" Zhao Die'er did not call Uncle Ning Fanshi, her tone seemed to be as close as when she was a child.

"You see it again?" Ning Fan smiled.

"Hehe, uncle's brows are about to be twisted together, can Butterfly not see it? ”

Zhao Die'er smiled sweetly, and suddenly had a thought, her little face turned red, she hung her head, and begged Ning Fan,

"Uncle can you teach Die'er to paint, Die'er wants to learn"

"Your ambition is not to be a barbarian monk, why don't you go to learn the barbarian scriptures, but come to learn painting with me. Don't want to be a barbarian monk anymore?" Ning Fan said with a smile.

"No, Die'er's ambition is still to be a barbarian monk, and Die'er has promised the barbarian master"

Zhao Die'er was halfway through her words, sighed faintly, and did not continue.

Ning Fan didn't ask, just looked at Zhao Die'er with interest, untied the wine gourd on his waist, and took a sip.

"Is it good for uncle to teach Die'er to paint, five years, Die'er only bothers her uncle for five years, and after five years, Die'er will leave"

Zhao Die'er's dark eyes stared at Ning Fan with a hint of pleading. In his expression, there was a hint of ignorance.

"Good. ”

Ning Fan nodded, his eyes swept over the plum blossoms on Zhao Die'er's sideburns, but he sighed.

After a few days, the plum blossom has dried up, but Zhao Dieer is still wearing it on her head.

Have you grown up?

Since this day, whenever Zhao Dieer has free time, she will come to Ning Fan to learn painting.

Next to the bluestone of the Bianhe River, Ning Fan will definitely be there, sometimes splashing ink, sometimes muttering.

In the eleventh year, Ning Fan finally drew a flowing river.

In the twelfth year, Ning Fan's bare plum branches actually had a few red plums in full bloom.

In the thirteenth year, the market in Ning Fan's painting was faintly noisy.

In the fourteenth year, Ning Fan began to paint flying dragons, strange beasts, and some creatures between mountains and seas.

In the fifteenth year, Ning Fan began to paint people.

There are many characters in his pen, including red faces, close relatives, and enemies.

All the memories were integrated into the Tao by Ning Fan and painted on paper, without deliberately seeking truth, but gradually, there was a real Tao rhyme in the painting.

It has been fifteen years since I came to Bianliang, and the Colorful Arrow Spirit has been refined by Ning Fan.

The fog of the real bridge gradually could no longer cover Ning Fan's eyes. For the first time in fifteen years, Ning Fan felt the call of the True Illusion River.

That night, Ning Fan stayed in the room and meditated cross-legged.

His body was obviously still at home, but the Yuan Shen suddenly rolled up the storage bag and flew into the night sky of Bianliang.

But seeing that the figure of the Yuan Shen flickered, he actually tore a gap in the night sky, stepped in, and disappeared into the night of Bianliang.

For any monk to break through the bottleneck of Duzhen, he needs to leave the body and enter the inner path of heaven.

At this moment, Ning Fan's primordial spirit was inside the Heavenly Dao, and it came into view. It is a long river that seems to be real and illusory.

Ning Fan stood on the south bank of the Yangtze River, and the south bank was barren. The north shore is covered with grass. If you go to the north shore, you can successfully break through the realm of Duzhen.

The name of that long river is the True Illusion River. The river was filled with a mist that seemed to be real and illusory. Today's Ning Fan, his eyes can already see through part of the fog.

There is not just one real bridge on the real river, but there are countless ones. With his true deeds now, he can see 3,000 real bridges from the mist of the real river.

Of these 3,000 real bridges, there is no real bridge suitable for crossing the road

"The real bridge on the True Fantasy River has been there since the beginning of the formation of the Heavenly Dao, and the goose feathers of the True Fantasy River do not float and cannot be crossed. Can't swim across, can't boat, can only cross the river by bridge, if you reach the north bank, the crossing is really successful. Whatever road is built, what bridge must be crossed."

"Now I can see 3,000 real bridges from the True Fantasy River, and these 3,000 real bridges almost cover most of the avenues in the four days, but it's a pity. There is no real bridge."

"Any cultivator who enters the Heavenly Dao will not be disturbed by the outside world, but it is extremely difficult to enter the Heavenly Dao. I've only been in the world for fifteen years, and I've only entered it once."

"Any monk only has nine chances to cross the bridge, and now I don't see the existence of the true bridge. I'm afraid I won't be able to cross the truth."

"It's a pity"

The night passed, and Ning Fan Yuan Shen withdrew from the inside of the Heavenly Dao. Return to the body. If you want to enter the inner realm of the Heavenly Dao, you can't do it at all.

Early the next morning. Zhao Dieer came to the door and came to learn painting from Ning Fan. Now she is fifteen years old, and the ceremony will be three days later.

When she came today, in addition to learning painting, she also had one more thing, which was to inform Ning Fan that she was about to catch up.

For ordinary girls, Ji Lu means growing up and being able to marry soon.

But for Zhao Die'er, Ji Lu means a long companion of green lights, which means leaving Bianliang City forever.

She doesn't want to get married, her dream is to be a barbarian monk and protect the weak barbarians who are hurt by brute beasts.

In Bianliang City, there were many scholars who asked her to marry, but they were all rejected by Zhao Boyang.

Zhao Boyang is not a layman, and he knows that his daughter has great ambitions, so he naturally fully supports him.

The only trouble is that if you want to become a barbarian monk, you have to go to some big cities where barbarian temples flourish to learn brute arts. There is only one barbarian monk in Bianliang City, and this barbarian monk's barbarian cultivation is very weak, and he can't help his disciples perceive the barbarian incense at all

"Uncle, Die'er is about to die, and she is about to leave Bianliang, will you miss Die'er?"

Zhao Die'er stood beside Ning Fan, looked at the snow scene in front of her, and asked faintly.

In the fifteenth year, a light snow fell in Bianliang, and the red plum blossomed in the snow.

Ning Fan was drinking and painting in the snow, and due to the deliberate change in appearance, his sideburns were already a little weathered.

Zhao Die'er looked at the familiar back, looked at the familiar scenery of the Bianhe River, and felt slightly sour and reluctant in her heart.

She grew up, but her uncle began to get old

She finally got married, and finally wanted to leave her hometown and work hard to become a barbarian monk, but why did she have a trace of reluctance

"No, it won't. Die'er can leave with confidence, Uncle won't miss you. Ning Fan smiled.

"I don't believe it!"

Zhao Die'er stuck out her tongue, she didn't believe that Ning Fan wouldn't miss her.

"Uncle, if Die'er becomes a barbarian monk, she will not be able to marry in this life. Uncle, can you help Die'er fulfill a small wish," Zhao Die'er asked cautiously.

"What wish?"

"Uncle can you accompany Die'er to wear a wedding dress, eat a wedding cake, take a wedding boat, and put a wedding lantern to complete Butterfly's little wish before Die'er leaves?"

"No, I can't. ”

"Why does uncle never refuse Die'er's request, why do you refuse this time" Zhao Die'er sighed in frustration.

Ning Fan didn't answer, just took a sip of spiritual wine, put down the lake pen, and looked at a red plum tree with a distracted gaze.

"Stingy ghost" Zhao Die'er muttered softly, and suddenly Xia Fei's cheeks were flushed.

But it was Ning Fan who picked a red plum, gently inserted it in her sideburns, and said with a smile, "This plum blossom is a gift from you and Luli." I've got something to do these days, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with your ceremony."

"Uncle, won't you come to participate in Die'er's ceremony" As soon as she heard Ning Fan's words, Zhao Die'er, who was originally a little shy, immediately became lost.

"Maybe it will come, maybe not, after all, the bones of the broken beast are not so easy to find" Ning Fan smiled helplessly.

"Broken Thoughts of Brute Beasts, what kind of brute beasts is that" Zhao Die'er's beautiful eyes were full of puzzlement.

"I'll sue you later"

For three days, Ning Fan was not at home and went out of the city. Zhao Die'er came to look for Ning Fan, but she didn't find it, and when she heard that Ning Fan was out of the city, she couldn't help but be full of worry.

The barbarian monk of Bianliang knows how to make the jade pendant of the barbarian god, and those who go out of the city can reduce the chance of being attacked by the brute beast as long as they wear the jade pendant of the barbarian monk, but they must be safe if they do not sleep.

Zhao Die'er didn't know what Ning Fan was doing when he went out of the city, and she didn't know if Ning Fan had brought the barbarian god jade pendant, she was very worried

Three days have passed, Ning Fan has not returned, and today is Zhao Die'er's ceremony.

As the daughter of Zhao Daru, Zhao Dieer's ceremony is extremely beautiful, and there are countless famous families in Bianliang who come here to participate in the ceremony.

Not only that, but even the only barbarian monk in Bianliang, the barbarian master, made an exception to come to participate in Zhao Dieer's ceremony.

Ordinary people's daughters and Lu, barbarian idiots will naturally not come, but Zhao Dieer is different, she has looked for barbarian idiots, according to the evaluation of barbarian idiots, this female cultivator is extremely talented, if there is a famous monk to point out, this life will definitely become a generation of famous monks, for the benefit of the wilderness.

The barbarian idiot knew that he was not enough to become Zhao Die'er's teacher, so he recommended Zhao Die'er to go to Tianman City to practice brute arts.

Heavenly Barbarian City, looking at the entire Barbarian Ancient Domain, is considered to be one of the top ten barbarian cities!

There are many barbarian monks there, and the barbarian statues are strong enough to resist the attack of any brute beast.

"The old man has already performed his brute technique and told several friends in Tianman City that the barbarian temple there is also very interested in Zhao Die'er's talent, it is said that this time, the Tianman Barbarian Temple will also send someone to Bianliang to take this woman to Tianman City, it is enough to see that the Tianman Temple attaches great importance to this woman," the barbarian said secretly in his heart.

Ji Lili should have been happy, but Zhao Dieer couldn't be happy, and she was still worried about Ning Fan's safety.

She looked at the guests with a stupid gaze, and although there were many people, there was no one she wanted to see the most

"Uncle, where have you been, what you have to do is more important than Die'er's and courtesy, or Die'er is not important in your eyes, or"

Zhao Die'er sighed faintly, and suddenly, she looked up in disbelief, as if she sensed something.

Following her, the barbarian idiot also raised his head, had a sense, and looked outside the Zhao Mansion with a trace of horror on his expression.

But I saw that outside the Zhao Mansion, in the wind and snow, twelve black horses came stepping on the snow, and on each horse, there was a black-robed monk.

"Hand over Zhao Die'er, otherwise, there will be no one alive in this mansion!"

The guests sent servants one after another to find out who was so bold and dared to make a noise outside the Zhao Mansion.

But the servants sent to investigate, without exception, were all exterminated by the twelve black monks, and blood was splashed in the snow!

"It's a black barbarian monk! a black barbarian monk who kills people without blinking! Why are they here!"

Some of the more knowledgeable guests immediately looked frightened.

Among the barbarians, there is a special type of barbarians, who can hook the power of incense to protect sentient beings, called barbarian monks.

The vast majority of barbarian monks take it as their mission to protect the common people, but there are also a few barbarian monks who kill people in order to oppose sentient beings!

They are black barbarian monks!

They somehow heard the news of Zhao Die'er's extraordinary talent, and when they came here today, they actually wanted to plunder Zhao Die'er and force him to join the black barbarians!

"This seat counts to ten, if the Zhao Mansion doesn't hand over Zhao Die'er, this seat will bring people into the Zhao Mansion!"

Among the twelve black monks, an evil old man led by him said with a smile.

didn't see it, there was a silver-haired little Lori in the dark, also smiling black.

Fairy Lori is very happy, it looks like there is another fight! (To be continued......)