Paper Crane lived in Ning's house, and Ning Qian accompanied her in the room.

Outside the house, Ning Fan sat on the back of the green ox, holding a willow whip, and his eyes were unwavering.

His body was obviously thin and weak, but he didn't dare to resist, let alone be dissatisfied.

The royal family helped away, the demons retreated, and the green cow, who was not even a demon, did not dare to offend Ning Fan.

Carpenter Wang knew that his daughter was determined, and after sighing, he had no intention of stopping his daughter.

However, the Wu family found a lot of ruffians from the county town, and they came to Ning Village in groups to make trouble.

Many of them are armed with instruments and stop outside the bamboo fence of the Ning family, or some people hold torches, claiming that if the Ning family does not release paper cranes, they will set fire to people!

"Hehe, if you don't let people go, you're welcome... I heard that Ning Qian, the mother of Ning Fan, was also the best in this village, although it has passed 30, but the charm still exists, the paper crane is wanted by adults, I dare not move, but this Ning Qian..."

One by one, the ruffians are lawless.

But they didn't know that in the eyes of Ning Fan, a truly lawless being, they were nothing.

The insult made Ning Fan's eyes cold, and the moment the cold man rose, he urged the green ox and the willow whip in his hand!

A whip shadow pulled out, but it seemed to conjure up thousands of ways in an instant, and it was drawn on dozens of scoundrels at the same time.

It's obviously a wicker whip, but when you whip it on your body, it hurts more than an iron bar!

Yes!

A miserable scream spread all over Ning Village, and for a while, it was shocking that in a village, livestock barked!

Ning Fan didn't kill anyone... Eight years and 96 months, he lived a dull life, just to raise the heart to ask. Once you kill someone, your blood-stained state of mind, because of your murderous intention, you will break the state of mind of the question, and this illusion will no longer be able to stay.

The day I spent with my mother. That's the end of it...

And in this illusion, Ning Qian is a mortal woman, if she sees herself killing sentient beings. Will you be afraid...

"In order to see my mother for a few more days, I will spare you and wait for the dog's life... Interesting. I can't imagine that I, Ning Fan, will have a day when I will not kill people! But if I don't kill people, I have to let you wait, and all sentient beings will be afraid and repent!"

Ning Fan's gaze fell on the ruffian who was born to tease his mother, and his gaze rose fiercely.

With a flick of his fingers, he shattered the willow whip and the willow leaves. Turning into a cyan blade, it pierced into the mouth of every ruffian and cut off everyone's tongues!

Yes!

One by one, the pain pierces the heart. But it was difficult to say a word, but they were all cut off and turned dumb!

And all the ruffians, all at this moment, looked in the direction of Ning Fan, and bowed down without dying. This scene, with the means of willow leaves and tongues, made them... Chilling!

This Ning Fan is not a human, he is a monster!

Can't afford to mess with. Can't afford to provoke it! Can people fight monsters! What's more, the ruffians have lived countless years, and they have never seen a monster that can kill people with willow leaves!

Even if it is a little demon who occasionally appears in the countryside and county, it is just possessed and noisy, making you uncomfortable to sleep.

Those who can kill people unscrupulously and at will must be masters of means!

It's a pity that they know the secret that Ning Fan is a 'demon', but they don't dare to publicize it, and because they have become mute, they can't publicize it.

Dozens of people fled back to the county seat without their lives, and seven days later, at Wu's house in Dongxian County, Wu looked at the 47 ruffians raised by Wu in the southeast, all of them had their tongues cut off, and their faces were furious!

"What's going on! Didn't you go to rob your relatives? How did you get your tongue separated? Who is so bold and dares to offend me Wu Dongnan at the boundary of Dongxian County!"

All the ruffians were stupefied by Ning Fan's 'witchcraft', and the only ruffian who could write a few words reluctantly wrote nine words on paper.

Ning Fan is a demon, don't offend!

"Demons? Ridiculous! Zi Bu said strange power, how can there be so many demons in the world, yes, this Ning Fan, I'm afraid he is a martial arts master, it is rumored that martial arts cultivation to a high and profound realm, can also kill people with flying leaves... Hmph, this time, I, Wu Dongnan, went to ask Hong Jiaotou to come out and take down this Ning Fan, it shouldn't be difficult... But just in case, I still ask Zhuge Immortal Master to go together, and if there is really a demon, let the Dao Chief take it..."

Three days later, after walking around, feasting, and giving gifts, Wu Dongnan invited the famous Hongjiao head and Zhuge Immortal Master in the county.

The former is a martial arts master, over forty years old, with extremely strong internal strength, his temples bulging high, and his secret weapon methods have been practiced to the point of killing people by flying leaves, and when he heard that there was a young master in Ning Village, he immediately disdained it.

"Master Wu, rest assured, this person may have good talent, and he has touched the secret of 'flying leaves killing people' in martial arts, but this person is only 16 years old after all, no matter how talented he is, his internal strength must be inferior to mine. This son may be powerful against ordinary people, but in front of Hong, it is not worth mentioning!"

The Zhuge Immortal Master snorted lightly and said disdainfully,

"What can a warrior do, but he doesn't know that there are immortals in the world... Although the poor road is a 4th layer of the vein, it is three or five mortal masters, and it can also be easily killed... There is no need for the head of the Hong Sect to take action in this matter, just one person can do it! A talisman fire is enough to kill him!"

Hong Jiaotou and Zhuge Immortal Master, with-for-tat words, seem to have had a festival between the two.

Seeing the two quarreling, Wu Dongnan was kind enough to persuade him, but he had already moved to kill in his heart.

"Sect Leader Hong, Zhuge Immortal Master, please remember that this Ning Fan is indeed a demon!"

Wu Dongnan wants to determine the identity of Ning Fan's demon and kill this person, so as not to violate the laws of the Yue Kingdom.

Sect Leader Hong and Zhuge Immortal Master understood and sneered at each other.

The two of them shot, and each got a hundred taels of silver.

Collect money from people, eliminate disasters for others, and insist that Ning Fan is a demon and is not guilty of killing!

The group of people swept out of the county seat, but it was the name of the demon.

When he went outside Ning Village, he had not yet entered the village, but he saw Ning Fan riding a bull out, holding a willow whip in his hand, his eyes were like frost, and he was like everyone.

"This person is Ning Fan!" shouted a young man who was in charge of leading the way, pointing to the young man riding the bull.

As soon as they heard this, Sect Leader Hong and Immortal Master Zhuge looked at Ning Fan together, and after confirming that this son was only fifteen or sixteen years old, they all had a look of grabbing merit.

After all, it was Hong Jiaotou who took a bigger step, one step at a time, and there was a tiger might, and with a big knife in his hand, he reprimanded Ning Fan,

"Demon Ning Fan, come down and die!"

"It's up to you!"

Ning Fan's eyes lit up, his blood was full of blood, and his anger was soaring.

At this moment, all those who were swept by his gaze were weak on their knees, kneeling on the ground, trembling, and trembling.

Zhuge Immortal Master's face changed greatly, and he was extremely sure of one thing at the moment. That's... The Ning Fan in front of him was a monk! a monk countless times higher than his realm! just one coercion, his own 16 immortal veins. All of them are shattered!

Burst!

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, dusting the ground. was already frightened, and looked at Wu Dongnan angrily.

What a Wu Dongnan! What kind of thief to kill, but in fact to kill such a senior... This is simply lying to oneself to death!

Hong Jiaotou was closer to Ning Fan, and he was more sensitive to Ning Fan's coercion.

When the power of blood attacked, the stainless steel ring knife in the hand of the head of the Hong Sect directly turned into powder and shattered. And one of his arms turned into a blood mist and shattered, and the pain pierced his heart!

The dantian was destroyed, and it seemed to be burned within five. Hong Jiao's head and chest seemed to be hit hard, and he flew up directly and fell into the dust, but he couldn't go undercover and coughed up blood. His eyes were also extremely hateful, looking at Wu Dongnan.

What a master this is!

This person is not practicing martial arts, this is not internal force, this is really a demon, or the kind that he doesn't want to offend when he kills the head of the Hong Sect!

"Who dares to rob my wife!"

Ning Fan sighed lightly. But it was as if there were countless thunderbolts, exploding in the ears of the master, and all of them were prostrate on the ground.

And Wu Dongnan didn't pay attention to the resentment of Sect Leader Hong and Zhuge Immortal Master at all, he just looked at Ning Fan in disbelief, this appearance, Wu Dongnan had seen it, but before that, he couldn't have imagined that Ning Fan was that person!

The owner of this appearance appeared in Wu Dongnan's dream day and night!

In that dream, Wu Dongnan was a flying immortal, but every time, he would be killed by this person!

Can't be messed with, this person can't be messed with!

If he had known that the paper crane was robbed by this person, he would have ten thousand courages, and he would not dare to offend this person!

What about the family assets, and what about the background of Xiucai...

Wu Dongnan believes that even if it is the king of Yue who wants to rob the paper crane, he Ning Fan will dare to step on the blood all the way, enter the palace of the king of Yue, and take away the beloved woman.

"Ask Ning Zun, spare your life!"

Wu Dongnan knelt on the ground, kowtowed desperately, and called out a sentence of Ning Zun in the way he called Ning Fan in his dream.

"In this life, I don't want to see you wait... Get out!"

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In the private school, the purple-clothed young man who was teaching showed a look of approval in his eyes.

"This son is ruthless and thirsty for killing, which is not a bad thing, but if you only know how to kill, it will be difficult to go far on the immortal path... In order to spend more time with his mother, this son does not kill people and does not destroy the atmosphere of this fantasy world... The emperor likes filial piety... It's been 97 days, and it's time to preach an enlightenment..."

Wu Dongnan left with a disgraced face, and the matter of Ning Village gradually subsided.

Ning Fan rode home on a cow, and the smell of food was already coming from home.

Mother, paper crane, and myself...

This is the warmth that Ning Fan has always dreamed of...

He slowly closed his eyes and smiled contentedly, although he knew that everything in front of him was illusory.

It was late at night, the two daughters were resting, but Ning Fan rode a bull out of the village and went all the way north.

There is a mountain in the north, the mountain is not high, but on the mountain, it is only 500 zhang, but there is a young man in purple standing on the top of the mountain, he stands there, as if a look, can make all the heaven and earth in front of him... Smash!

Ning Fan jumped off the green bull, patted the bull's head, and said goodbye.

Qingniu was reluctant, and turned back after a few steps, as if he was unwilling to leave Ning Fan, but Ning Fan reprimanded it.

The figure turned into purple smoke, appeared on the top of the mountain, and stood behind the purple-clothed young man in one step, holding his fists,

"Junior Ning Fan, I've seen the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor!"

"Hmm!"

At this moment, the young man in purple had a spirit of looking at the world in his eyes.

He's in the mountains, so he's no longer a teacher in the mortal world, but... Immortal Emperor!

"I have a fate with you! You can get a Taoist enlightenment through the assessment set by the emperor... But before this enlightenment, the emperor has something to ask you... You use your courage to scare away the thieves, you don't kill, you have to stay in the illusion, why don't you get along with your mother and wife, but you are in a hurry to find the emperor!"

"I need to cultivate, in the real world, to reunite with them!"

"Well, that's an unsatisfactory answer... With your realm, it is far from enough to see through the truth and fiction, and it is no wonder you... The outside world is real, and the fantasy here may not be real... One day, you will understand reincarnation, and you will understand..."

The purple-clothed young man stopped talking, and his figure gradually faded away, and finally turned into purple mist and dispersed.

This purple mist cage, five hundred zhang hills, suddenly rose high, all the way to the sky, reaching seven million zhang.

At a height of seven million zhang, Ning Fan's mind was shocked, at this moment, whether he was in the outside world or himself in the illusion realm, he was on the top of the mountains!

"You enter the shattered realm from the endless sea, your mind enters the sea of clouds from the shattered realm, and the Dao heart enters the heart illusion from the sea of clouds. Which realm is true and which realm is false? Can you see through it?"

"You may not be diligent in your studies, you are false. You may not be killed in the rain world, but you are real... True emptiness in a thought!"

"This emperor uses the power of reincarnation to evolve the purple mist, in the purple mist, you can perceive it carefully, how much can you perceive, it is your chance to create!"

With Zidou's words. A trace of purple qi seemed to flow into Ning Fan's body.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, in the wind. Standing on the top of seven million zhang, I feel it carefully.

He can't see through reincarnation, because his cultivation is too weak, and he is still in the first step of cultivation. But the Immortal Emperor claims to be the fourth step!

The Four Heavens True Immortals should be the second step of cultivation, which means that the reason why the True Immortals can't even look up to the Immortal Emperor. It's because the third step is far from being reached, let alone the fourth...

This is a creation given to himself by the strongest of the primeval beings.

Don't waste yourself!

In this purple qi, it seems that in one step, you can grasp the true meaning of reincarnation, and perform the reincarnation technique that even Mengxuanzi is afraid of.

It's just too much purple gas, which flows from the fingertips, like the fine sand of the Ganges River that can't be grasped, like the passing years.

"I haven't fully transformed into a god, and I don't have enough to comprehend the power of reincarnation... But if you just imitate this purple qi and create a spell, you may not be able to do it... Even if it only imitates the half-fractal resemblance, this technique can be regarded as a shadow of the power of reincarnation, and when my realm is enough, with this technique, I will definitely be able to comprehend reincarnation!"

His eyes were decided, his hands were decided, and he evolved the spell.

98th, 99th... Day by day, at the top of seven million zhang, Ning Fan has been standing for 247 days!

On the 248th, he opened his eyes, his fingers condensed, and the purple mist around him seemed to be shattered and turned into crystal dust.

The crystal dust, every grain of it, is purple gold, like smoke and dust, like wind and sand.

Ning Fan did not comprehend the true meaning of reincarnation, but in the power of reincarnation, he created his own spell.

He opened his eyes, turned around blankly, and looked in the direction of Meng Xuanzi, and his fingers changed.

At this moment, Meng Xuanzi's face shook fiercely.

248 days! This son actually stayed in the fantasy of asking for 248 days!

And judging from this gaze and fingers, it seems that this son has also comprehended a spell.

If it's just a spell, it's just that, but this spell can't even see the grade!

"No order? There is only one reason why this technique has no grade... It's just that the power involved in this technique is too strong to come out through the guò grade table... He is now cultivating and has not completely transformed into a god, so he casts this technique, which is a mid-grade art, but if he breaks through the refining void, then this technique is a void technique! If he becomes an immortal, this technique can be improved step by step and become an immortal technique! It is not a grade, it is really too high-grade, and he cannot comprehend it all in one breath!"

Meng Xuanzi's eyes were solemn, the spell that Ning Fan comprehended was not complete at all, and there were many flaws, with his current cultivation, he could only exert the power of the middle grade, but the power involved made him feel a little tricky...

As Ning Fan pointed to the side, his eyes gradually turned into purple gold.

The fingers moved, and the purple gold wind and sand evolved by the power of reincarnation were like wind and smoke, blowing through the heavens and the earth. It's just that all the mountains, rocks, plants and trees that have been swept up in this purple and golden wind and smoke have withered and withered at an unimaginable speed!

"Reincarnation, I don't understand... But I know the feeling of time in a hurry, a hundred years of fragmentation, like a boulder, that urgency, I can't move... Time, Shaohua, I can understand it a little..."

He took a light breath and lost his mind, perfecting the third spell he had comprehended.

Nine steps to the sky, ink flow distraction, each of which is its strongest hole card.

This one must be stronger! Because this is the opportunity given by the Immortal Emperor, comprehend!

"What is time, what is Shaohua... Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, old is a period of time, this technique, can dissolve time, so that all things are old and decaying, its name is... Asophoria, wind and smoke!"

Let all the enemies be in this finger of wind and smoke, old and dust!

Ning Fan pointed and clicked, and the purple-golden wind smoke rolled towards Meng Xuanzi.

Meng Xuanzi's face changed, and he pointed out a blue light with his fingers, turning into a hunting breeze, trying to offset the purple-gold smoke and dust.

Although he has a breeze in his hand, he has more than enough spells to withstand the high-grade of digestion.

But when the breeze collided with the purple gold smoke, it couldn't stop the purple smoke at all, but in the wind and smoke, the wind attenuated and melted.

No matter how old you are, even if it's the wind!

The purple gold wind and smoke are a cage of dream Xuanzi, with the strength of its immortal body. It didn't hurt at all.

It's just that although there is no injury, Meng Xuanzi clearly feels that his physical body. A little old, life has been taken away...

Under that one touch. Although there is only a trace of it, this is already too ridiculous!

If Dream Xuanzi doesn't feel wrong, the power that takes away life involves the power of reincarnation... It's plausible, but it's touched...

"This son, I really feel a trace of the power of reincarnation! If this son also has the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor. This finger is enough to defeat the old man with one finger!"

The third step of chopping fan, the end!

Ning Fan's eyes were completely clear and smiled bitterly. When he comprehended the spell, he actually did something to Meng Xuanzi, but fortunately, this Meng Xuanzi didn't seem to blame himself.

In his heart, he secretly rejoiced in the power of this technique.

This spell is cast. Ning Fan is confident, one finger to kill the middle stage of the transformation god, that is, the late stage, there is a chance to kill the other party. In the wind and smoke, turn into ashes!

On the 248th, the mana increased by 2480 A, for a total of 3495 A!

And in some realization, he almost completely turned into a god, and only needed to engrave his name.

"Thank you, Mr. Murasto..."

Ning Fan faced the purple mist in the distance and clenched his fists.

The Immortal Emperor should be dead, and the fate of master and apprentice in the illusion should only be the inheritance of spells.

That's a power that I can't understand, but one time, I can understand it, I can see through the truth and the void, and I can understand reincarnation.

"Hou Sheng, if you are interested, fly up to my Void Realm and join me in the Stele Palace..."

For the first time, Meng Xuanzi took the initiative to raise the idea of accepting apprentices to people!

"The younger generation already has a teacher..."

"Really... That's a pity..."Meng Xuanzi shook her head and sighed. With his identity, it is enough to take the initiative to speak once, and in the same way, it is impossible to say it a second time and force the other party to be a disciple.

He didn't say anything more, his sleeve robe rolled, the heavens and the earth trembled, and he took Ning Fan and appeared under the Three Dao Divine Monuments.

Since it is a demon power, it is natural to carve a demon monument.

"This is the technique of 'condensing luck into a pen', so engrave the name, you can get the blessing of luck..."

Meng Xuanzi rolled up his sleeved robe, and there was already a piece of jade slip, which appeared in front of Ning Fan, was taken into his hand, and pressed on the center of his eyebrows.

In an instant, the technique of condensing into a pen is known.

His luck has been blessed before reincarnation, and he doesn't need this technique to do more.

Even, under the ink, there is an amazing purple luck, with first-class luck.

If Ning Fan is willing, he can engrave his purple name, but then, I am afraid that the secret of his luck change will be known by the true immortals who calculate him, and the gains outweigh the losses...

"Condensation!"

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves, condensed the golden pen, held it in the middle of speaking, stepped out, stood under the demon monument, raised his hand, and the pen fell!

Black name, Ning Fan!

"Black?" Meng Xuanzi was slightly surprised, but immediately, he shook his head and smiled.

"If you are an ordinary person, your luck is black, and you must become an immortal with no hope, but you are different... Your qualifications are really demonic, even if you have black luck, I am afraid that it is enough to soar... The old man is in Xuanwu Star, waiting for the day when you become an immortal, go ahead! Quickly return to the Nether Realm and turn into a god with all your might!"

Meng Xuanzi flicked his sleeves and sent Ning Fan's mind back to the lower realm.

It's just that when he flicked his sleeves, his heart moved, and he took out another thing and gave it to Ning Fan.

"This thing, the right old man and you to form a good fate!"

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At the bottom of Longtan, Ning Fan has been sleeping for eleven years!

The bored black dragon is capturing the dark beast and devouring and refining.

The black dragon of the royal family rotted the dragon corpse, and he had already pinched his nose and ate it.

In the past eleven years, he has eaten almost all the dark beasts in Longtan, and his strength has almost been half-step refining! It's just a pity that when devouring the king's blood, the black dragon had a chance to reawaken the king's blood, but unfortunately, a diaphragm made it fail...

There was also a large ball of pure demon blood of the dark beast in his body, which was stripped of the toxin by the black dragon and continued to refine for eleven years, condensing into a fist-sized pale golden blood mass.

Once this blood group is completely refined, the black dragon is confident that he will truly break through the half-step refining void!

At that time, although his aura is vain, he is not the blood of the king, and he does not have a demon body, so he is always a half-step refining void, isn't it?

The same level may be weak, but against the peak of the god of transformation, the odds are not small...

Half-step refining void is a big realm higher than Ning Fan, who is a half-step god...

"Once my brother breaks through the half-step refinement, it's time to try to break free from the demon ban!"

The black dragon sneered, once he broke free from the demon ban, he was free, and he was not afraid of Ning Fan.

"With the strength of refining the void in the next half step, my brother will definitely crush this evil star, crush him, trample on him, and ravage him!"

"Evil Star, you wait, wait for your Black Fang Grandpa to refine the demon forbidden, and then come and eat you!"

The black dragon smirked, but this sneer, but in the next moment, it turned into an idiot's dreaming expression.

Ning Fan, who had been silent for a long time, sat on top of countless bones.

At this moment, its momentum was rising day by day, and there was a coercion that the black dragon could not resist, and it was shocking.

The power of the half-step refining void, and there is a trace of the power of the true immortal, which terrified the black dragon.

"This evil star, the god has been successfully transformed! How can it be so coincidental! And his coercion, but he has just turned into a god, why has he reached the half-step refinement of the void!"

Just the momentum shook the black dragon dragon's body, and his breath was chaotic.

The black dragon's eyes were shocked, but at this moment, Ning Fan was shocked, suddenly got up, put away something given by Meng Xuanzi, and immediately looked at the black dragon with a cold look in his eyes.

"You want to crush me, trample me, and ravage me?"

Demon power, 14750 armor!

Mana, 3495 A!

Divine thoughts, the middle stage of the transformation of gods!

Ning Fan looked at the black dragon coldly, and urged the ban fiercely, and immediately, the black dragon was in pain, and the person in pain turned on his back, wailing, and all the arrogance became begging for mercy.

"The master spares his life! The little brother is joking, joking!"

"Jokes?"

Ning Fan snorted coldly, curled his palm, and beckoned the huge black dragon in front of him, his eyes lit up.

This black dragon, his qualifications are really good, after devouring the dark beast and the royal dragon corpse, he has cultivated to reach the peak of the god, and he has almost awakened the king's blood bloodline, but there seems to be a diaphragm that makes him fail to break through, otherwise his combat effectiveness will be greatly improved...

In its body, there is a terrifying and quenched dark beast essence blood, which has not yet been completely devoured... If you devour it yourself, you can not only further enhance your demonic power, but also stabilize the realm of the early stage of the god.

Such a big supplement is rare.

"Give me the essence blood of the dark beast!" Ning Fan ordered indifferently.

"What, what! you're going to rob my brother of something!"

The black dragon showed a mournful expression, and before he could resist, he screamed in pain.

Demon forbidden... Essence blood, I'm afraid I can't keep it.

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