The black barbarian monk, with the protection of the barbarian god jade pendant, gallops through the wilderness, and robs the bandits of the cities!

The black barbarian monks are all proficient in brute arts, know how to use brute arts to kill people, and when they join forces, they can even confront some weak brute beasts head-on!

At present, there are twelve black barbarian monks, each with a strong spirit, and they are all demons who have killed countless people. Under the shock of that anger, countless guests in the Zhao Mansion turned pale and were terrified.

Everyone knew that these twelve black barbarian monks were here for Zhao Die'er, but none of them dared to say anything for Zhao Die'er.

There are even some timid people who try their best to befriend Zhao Mansion on weekdays, but at this moment, they can't wait for Zhao Mansion to hand over Zhao Die'er immediately to calm the anger of the black barbarian monks.

"It's a black barbarian monk!"

Looking at the dozens of corpses of servants and maids on the snow, Zhao Boyang looked at the twelve black monks fearlessly, like an angry-eyed King Kong.

Others are afraid of the black barbarians, but he is not afraid, he cultivated Confucianism I, and now he is six out of forty, and he has already seen through life and death.

How can he be greedy for life and afraid of death, how can he hand over his daughter to the black barbarians!

It's just that he also understands that the black barbarian monks are extremely powerful, and it is easy to deal with ordinary mortals, with one enemy and ten thousand, even the mortals of the entire Bianliang City combined, and they are not necessarily the opponents of the twelve black monks in front of him

"Wait for the black barbarians, why are you eyeing the old man's daughter! Give the old man a reason!" Zhao Boyang said in a deep voice.

After years of cultivating qi, he already has a little righteousness in his chest, and his voice is magnificent, which makes the faces of the twelve black monks change slightly.

The old monk led by him quickly put away his surprise, and found out that Zhao Boyang was just an old Confucian, not a barbarian monk. Smiled coldly and counted.

"One!"

He naturally disdained to answer any questions from Zhao Boyang and directly began to count.

After ten breaths. If the Zhao Mansion does not hand over Zhao Die'er, he will definitely bring people to wash the Zhao Mansion in blood, and even wash Bianliang in blood by the way!

"Hmph! the old man won't take his daughter"

"Two!"

Zhao Boyang wanted to say something, but unfortunately before he could say anything, he was directly shocked by the old monk's coercion, coughing up blood and falling to the ground.

He looked at the black monk unwillingly, even if he knew what the ceremony would be tomorrow, in front of the barbarian monk, he still had no power to resist.

"Daddy!"

Zhao Dieer was about to help her father. But there was a brute idiot master who took the first step to help Zhao Boyang up, and took out a brute pill and gave it to Zhao Boyang.

When the old monk counted out the 'three', the idiot crossed the crowd, stepped on the snow, and walked towards the twelve black monks step by step, his eyes solemn.

"The old man is an idiot, he is a Bianliang monk, and the old man is alive for a day. No one will be allowed to make a move against the barbarians of this city!"

"With you?" several black monks looked disdainful at the same time, and a few others snorted disdainfully.

The brute art attainment of the barbarian idiot is very low, and these twelve black monks can kill the barbarian idiot lightly.

The old black barbarian monk at the head. The corners of his mouth grinned with a cold killing machine, and he no longer counted.

The act of rebellion has provoked him to kill. In this way, there is no need to show mercy. Just slaughter Zhao Mansion and kidnap Zhao Die'er!

"Huh. The sword of this seat, if you are not a barbarian monk, you will not be killed, since you are sent to death, this seat will fulfill you!"

Laugh at!

The figure of the black barbarian old monk disappeared directly from the horse, appeared behind the barbarian idiot, and stabbed the back of the brute with a backhand.

That body method is too fast, beyond the eyes of mortals, even a barbarian idiot can't see the movements of the black barbarian old monk at all, and the vest has already emitted a cold sword qi!

"So fast!" The brute was shocked, knowing that he was going to die, and he was already desperate.

It's just that no one expected that there was a silver-haired figure countless times faster than the old monk, who was in front of the ring knife, and with a little hand raised, she didn't see how she made a move, and the old monk's ring knife had already clicked and shattered into more than a dozen pieces.

Raising his little hand again, the old black monk who was still arrogant before was directly like a little Lori sandbag, still slammed into the snow sky, and slammed on the ground, and swallowed his breath directly.

The remaining eleven black barbarian monks all changed their expressions, looking at the silver-haired little Lori grinning sweetly on the snow like a monster.

Zhao Boyang, the brute idiot, and countless guests and servants of the Zhao Mansion were all dumbfounded, and even Zhao Die'er was a little incredible.

Isn't that silver-haired little Lori Ning Fan's titular daughter Ning Xianxian!

This little doll is so powerful that she killed a black barbarian monk in one move!

"Hehe, my father didn't let me beat the people of Bianliang, and he didn't let me fight the brute beasts, but he didn't say that he wouldn't let me fight these bad foreign monks. ”

"Oops, how could I be so powerful, kill a bad monk in one fell swoop!"

Fairy Lori's mouth opened slightly, unbelievable.

Just two years ago, as the thunder body continued to evolve, her memory was lost more and more, and gradually, she no longer remembered who Xiao Qianqian was.

Gradually, he no longer remembered his relationship with Ning Fan, and really regarded Ning Fan as his 'father', himself as Ning Xianxian, and Liu Yan as his 'mother'.

She also gradually forgot how powerful she was, she hadn't beaten anyone for many years, and she was a little frightened when she killed a bad monk as soon as she made a move

"If Daddy knew that I killed someone, I don't know if he would beat my ass" Fairy Lori shuddered.

Although Ning Fan hadn't beaten her, she had seen her neighbor's doll being beaten, and it hurt a lot

"Who are you, dare to stop me from doing things, don't you want to live! Let's go together and kill this demon girl!"

A black monk plucked up his courage, shouted, and dismounted first. Immediately afterwards, the rest of the black monks dismounted one after another and killed the fairy Lori with knives.

"This time it's a tap"

Fairy Lori cautiously flicked her fist, and immediately an invisible thunderbolt burst out, knocking the fastest black barbarian monk away.

The black barbarian monk crashed into the wall, crushed a long section of the earthen wall, kicked his legs, and choked his breath

"I killed another bad monk, it's over, my father will definitely punish me heavily!"

Fairy Lori cried with a sad face, and the remaining ten black monks were all frightened and bloodless on the ground, all of them paused, turned around and rode away.

They were really frightened by the fairy loli, judging from the strength of the fairy loli, killing them was child's play!

Fairy Lori didn't chase after her, her little face was tangled. She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would kill someone.

Yoo Yeon didn't know when. appeared next to Fairy Lori, and stroked Fairy Lori's little brain with a complicated face. Comforted,

"Immortals are not afraid, your father will never punish you"

"Mother, what you said is true!"

"I'm not your mother"

Liu Yan was helpless to show her forehead, she would not have thought that one day Fairy Lori would have a confused memory and recognize her as her mother

Thinking that she has been pretending to be Ning Fan's wife for fifteen years, she is a little blushing.

Meimu looked at the ten black monks who had run away. Laughing sarcastically.

Liu Yan didn't think that these black monks would be able to escape, because she clearly felt that Ning Fan had returned.

Just in front of the snow trail where ten black monks galloped on horseback, in the night, suddenly there was a man in white.

He appeared in this snowy night like that, blocking in front of the ten black monks, his face was ancient, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He is the returning Ning Fan.

Zhao Dieer grew up after all. Regarded as juniors, these black barbarian monks dare to pay attention to Zhao Die'er, dare to come to Zhao Mansion to kill people, and must pay the price!

It's obviously turning into a mortal. Obviously, it is not appropriate to use cultivation, but Ning Fan wants to be here, leaving the lives of these black monks!

No one could see how he made a move. The heads of the ten black monks all flew high, and the blood on their necks spurted wildly.

The horse was frightened. Scattered and fled, the bodies of ten black monks. He fell to the ground, and the black blood stained the snow

"Black blood" Ning Fan frowned slightly, and casually took a picture of a soul that mortals couldn't see, searching for souls and destroying memories.

Then he didn't say anything, crossed the corpses of the monks, and walked into the Zhao Mansion.

At this moment, all the people in the Zhao Mansion were dumbfounded.

The barbarian monk is a divine monk who can compete with brute beasts. No matter how high the internal strength of a mortal martial artist is, no matter how strong his martial arts are, he should not be an opponent of a barbarian monk. But Fairy Lori and Ning Fan killed the barbarian monks like ants, this scene was too shocking

Zhao Boyang was shocked and speechless, he couldn't have imagined that Brother Ning Xian, who had known him for fifteen years, was such a powerful figure.

Zhao Die'er was also speechless in surprise, she never knew that Ning Fan, who could only drink, enjoy plums, and paint, was so powerful

The brute looked at Ning Fan in disbelief, in the past fifteen years, Ning Fan's appearance has changed a lot, and he still recognizes it at a glance.

The man in front of him had been to the Bianliang Barbarian Temple once! That year, he was carving a barbarian statue, and this person only looked at him, and he couldn't move

Ning Fan walked up to Zhao Die'er with a smile, took out a bone pendant made of brute beast bones, and handed it to Zhao Die'er.

"This is the gift that my uncle found for you, take it. Soon, you will leave Bianliang and head to Tianman City, this bone pendant can keep you safe all the way. ”

Ning Fan's eyes looked at Zhao Boyang and his wife again, and he sighed slightly.

"Brother Boyang, I heard that you will move your family to Tianman City in the near future, these two bone pendants are my thoughts, and you two will accept them. ”

"I've been here in Bianliang for fifteen years, and today I use cultivation to kill people, this mortal, I'm afraid I can't continue, and it's time to get out of Bianliang and see the mountains and rivers of other barbarian cities."

hugged Zhao Boyang, Ning Fan actually sighed, took Liu Yan and Fairy Lori, walked out of Zhao's mansion step by step, and went away.

"Brother Ning Xian, where are you going!" Zhao Boyang was shocked, he never expected that after Ning Fan killed the black monks, he would actually leave and leave Bianliang.

Zhao Die'er also had a white face, but she forgot about her daughter's reserve, trotted out, and rushed to Ning Fan.

"Uncle, why are you leaving Bianliang, where are you going, don't you want a butterfly?"

"Uncle is leaving Bianliang, sort out the feelings of the past fifteen years, aren't you going to leave Bianliang soon, we will all leave"

"Since Uncle is leaving Bianliang, why don't you go to Tianman City with Die'er!" Zhao Die'er looked at Ning Fan hopefully.

"Tianman City, my uncle will go and see it, but it's not now that Die'er has to work hard to become a powerful barbarian monk"

Ning Fan smiled, stroked Zhao Die'er's satin green silk, his eyes were soft, in his eyes, Zhao Die'er would always be the little milk baby of the year.

Picked a red plum casually, inserted it in Zhao Dieer's sideburns, left a sentence in Zhao Die'er's ear, and left.

In a few days, the Zhao Mansion will leave Bianliang and move his family to Tianman City, and Ning Fanzi also plans to leave.

The grass and trees of Bianliang have been deeply reflected in his heart. He also wanted to see more of the Barbarian City.

The three jade pendants he left to Zhao Die'er's family were made from the bones of a broken beast that had fallen for many years.

The three brute bone jade pendants all have great magical powers. Keeping their family safe is a breeze.

Zhao Die'er stood in the wind and snow in a daze. Carefully hold the brute bone jade pendant in the palm of his hand.

Her nose was a little sour, a little reluctant, but also a little hopeful and a little expectant.

When Ning Fan left, the words left for her still echoed in her ears.

"When Die'er becomes a powerful barbarian monk, my uncle will definitely go to Tianban City to see you."

Zhao Die'er put the brute bone jade pendant in her heart, but her beautiful eyes gradually became firm.

It was her dream to become a monk, and she would work hard for it. will not disappoint Ning Fan's expectations

Snow, all the way non-stop. Ning Fan walked in the snow with his hands in his hands, followed by Liu Yan and Xian Luoli, walked out of Bianliang City, and walked along the official road, all the way away.

The vast wind and snow are like fog, making it impossible to see through the night at a glance.

Ning Fan's eyes were blank for a moment, as if he was not looking at the wind and snow, but the fog on the real illusion river

Fog. Everywhere there is a fog, this wild existence is like a fog in itself

The existence of the four heavens and nine worlds also seems to be shrouded in a layer of fog

The Avenue of the Heavens is also a layer of fog

The closer you get, the more you get true. On the contrary, Ning Fan felt that he couldn't see through what was true. The closer you get to the road, the more you can't see the posture of the road

"Between Heaven and Earth, Is There Truth?"

Ning Fan looked up at the snowy sky. It was a heart-to-heart question.

This question, Liu Yan, who is still low in cultivation, can't understand it. The misremembered fairy Lori naturally couldn't understand it.

Ning Fan seemed to be asking his own heart, and he seemed to be asking the Great Dao of the Heavens. The only thing that answered him was the sound of the wind and snow that was getting more and more urgent.

There was no answer, and he didn't expect anyone to answer, but he continued to walk into the snow and disappeared.

Ning Fan didn't know that when he asked this question, there was a demon spirit on the True Illusion River that broke through the river with a shocked face.

That demon spirit is the river demon of the True Illusion River, and it has been living in the True Illusion River since the formation of the Heavenly Dao.

He has a long life, and he has seen too many monks cross the truth, and he has seen too many monks fall from the real bridge into the real river and fail to cross the truth

His existence was to obey the order of the Immortal Emperor and obstruct it with illusion when the monk of the Dream Realm crossed the truth.

In his life, he had seen a total of forty-seven times that the real illusion river was flowing backwards, and just now, the forty-eighth time the river was flowing backwards!

"In the dream world, there was another person, who almost saw through the illusion of the dream of heaven and earth!"

"This person shouldn't have crossed the real one yet, and he is not a true immortal, otherwise the True Illusion River just now will not just be a river flowing backwards, and it will definitely collapse countless real bridges!"

"Before the cultivation of the truth, you can vaguely see through the illusion of the dream world, this son is extraordinary, but I don't know who it is"

The river demon gradually retracted his shock, his body sank to the bottom of the river again, and for no reason, Ning Fan's figure appeared in his mind.

"On that day, there was a junior Du Zhen, and when he entered the Heavenly Dao for the first time, he could see the Three Thousand True Bridge, which was extremely remarkable and rare in ancient and modern times."

"Will he be the one who makes the river of illusion go against the current?"

Ten days later, the Tianman Temple sent seven barbarian monks to pick up the Zhao family and move to Tianman City.

Along the way, the convoy was attacked by brute beasts several times, but strangely, these attacks were all aborted halfway.

Any brute beast that tried to attack the convoy was intimidated by an invisible calamity before it could get closer, and it didn't dare to move!

That catastrophe comes from the brute bone jade pendant of Zhao Boyang's family of three, and the jade pendant contains the divine power of robbery planted by Ning Fan!

Ten days later, Ning Fan and his entourage had already walked along the official road to the ruins of Qufu City.

A month later, Ning Fan and his entourage came to a wild valley, found a camp of black barbarian monks in the valley, and slaughtered it.

These black barbarian monks are the same people who sent people to arrest Zhao Die'er before, and Ning Fan will not cut the grass without eradicating the roots.

For another half a month, Ning Fan came to a barbarian city called Yuancheng and stayed for half a month.

Then, he went to the next barbarian city

In the twenty-first year of Huafan, Ning Fan refined the third colorful arrow spirit.

In the twenty-eighth year, Ning Fan refined the fourth Colorful Arrow Spirit and once again entered the Heavenly Dao.

This time, he saw twelve thousand true bridges from inside the Heavenly Dao, but it was a pity that among these true bridges. There is still no real bridge to cross.

He once again withdrew from the Heavenly Dao and did not succeed in crossing the truth.

Fortunately, as long as you don't set foot on the real bridge. It's not a failure, but it's not a big deal.

Thirty-fifth year. Ning Fan refined the fifth Colorful Arrow Spirit.

In the forty-second year, Ning Fan refined the sixth seven-colored arrow spirit.

In the forty-ninth year, the last colorful arrow spirit was refined by Ning Fan.

The cultivation progress of Zhan Yin and Yang has already reached 100 percent, and it has been preliminarily cultivated, and it has been sealed by Ning Fan, and it can be unsealed at any time, like rain Yin and Yang.

But this is not a complete cultivation, and when Ning Fan has the late stage of Duzhen's cultivation, he can completely devour the power of rain yin and yang and battle yin and yang.

Spiritual wine made from the fruit of the Tao. has been drunk by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's appearance is already like an old man who is nearly seventy years old, and Liu Yan has also changed into an old woman in order to accompany Ning Fan to become an old woman.

Only Fairy Lori has always looked like a girl.

In the past forty-nine years, Immortal Lori has eaten Ning Fan's ninety percent of the shattered thunder, and it is still far away from the complete evolution of the thunder body.

Her memory became more and more chaotic, and she even forgot who Liu Yan was. I forgot that my name was Xianxian, but I only remembered that Ning Fan was 'Daddy'.

Every morning when she wakes up, Fairy Lori will lose all her memory. said to Ning Fan blankly, "Daddy, who am I?"

"You are a fairy"

"Daddy. Who is she?"

"She's Yoo Yeon"

"Daddy, I'm hungry"

"Eat these thunder pills. ”

Raimaru. It was a pill condensed by Ning Fan with the power of crushing thunder and thunder, and the taste was very sweet. Fairy Lori loves to eat.

In the past, Ning Fan would not go to great lengths to condense pills for a strange Lori, but after years of getting along, Ning Fan also had a lot of feelings for Fairy Lori.

In his life, he had no children, and Fairy Lori seemed to have really become his daughter.

However, Ning Fan knew that once the evolution of the thunder body was completed, Immortal Lori would recover her memory, and she would become an old monster again

His 'father-daughter relationship' with Fairy Lori, I'm afraid it won't be too long.

The Seven Colorful Arrow Spirits have all been refined by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan walked out of the barbarian city and came to a no-man's barbarian valley, where he lived, waiting for the next time he entered the interior of the Heavenly Dao, and crossed the truth in one fell swoop!

This time, Ning Fan was confident that he could see through all the fog and see all the true bridges in one fell swoop!

He must find out the true bridge from those true bridges and advance to the realm of crossing the truth!

In the fiftieth year, Ning Fan finally heard the call of the True Illusion River for the third time and successfully entered the Heavenly Dao.

This time, Ning Fan did not enter the Heavenly Dao as a primordial god, but directly entered the Heavenly Dao with his entire physical body!

Since the formation of the Heavenly Dao, only forty-seven people have done this kind of thing, and Ning Fan is the forty-eighth person who has done it!

When he came to the bank of the True Illusion River again, he finally saw through all the illusion fog, and on the True Illusion River, he saw 108,000 real bridges!

There are 108,000 real bridges, 108,000 avenues, but among them, there is no attachment

Few people know that there is no bridge on the True Fantasy River!

"How can this be!"

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly startled, and he suddenly remembered the advice of the Bird God Son back then, and persuaded him not to cross the truth.

The real river has no bridge, will it be the reason for the finch god to persuade him not to cross!

Ning Fan walked to the real fantasy river, looking at the river flowing eastward, his eyes were extremely solemn.

Without a bridge, the river would not be able to be crossed, and if it touches the water, it will be a real failure

"Haha! I can't imagine that the way of your junior is actually the way of the deception! It is the way of the outside world! Relying on the way of the way to delusionally cross the truth, it is really laughing to death the old man!"

A disdainful laugh suddenly came from the Xuanyin Realm.

Ning Fan bent his palm and took out a sealing bow from the Xuanyin Realm, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

It was this Sealed Bow that laughed at him, the Ancestral Bow Spirit that was snatched from the Poison Dragon Son back then!

This bow spirit was sealed by him, and he couldn't make any sound, but he could use a trace of contact with his heart and mind to talk to Ning Fan's heart

"Lonely as snow, the old man is really lonely as snow, he was captured by a junior who couldn't cross the truth!"

"Junior, if you can't cross the true cultivation, you can't afford to provoke the true dragon clan at all, the old man advises you, quickly let the old man go, and then find seven or eight thousand beautiful women for the old man to serve, the old man can say good things in front of the dragon ancestor, so that the real dragon clan will spare you from dying!"

The Ancestral Bow Spirit has an old-fashioned tone, it has followed the Ancestral Dragon to conquer the world, and has shot countless thousands of ancient monsters, and its eyes are above the top.

Even if he was captured by Ning Fan, he was arrogant and boundless.

It's a pity that Ning Fan is the master of one of its sealing bow spirits, and this bow spirit doesn't seem to have the consciousness of becoming a captive

"Noise!"

Ning Fan would be polite to the bow spirit, and directly bent his fingers, and the black-red brute flash power immediately submerged into the ancestral bow, making a noise and wantonly destroying.

Immediately, the ancestral bow spirit let out a scream like killing a pig, crying for mercy from his father and mother,

"A good man spares his life! Xiao Gong no longer dares to talk nonsense!"

"Quickly collect the wild flash, and flash again, the bow spirit body of the small bow will be hit hard!"

"I'll call you grandpa, I'll call you grandpa, it's okay, stop it!"

"I've seen the ancestral dragon build a real bridge! I tell you the way to build a bridge, help you build a true bridge to cross the truth! You let me go!"

When he heard the last words of the ancestral bow, Ning Fan stopped flashing, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the ancestral bow in his hand.

Yes, if there is no bridge in the real fantasy river, I will build a bridge to cross the truth, what can I do!

This real river has to be crossed after all!

"Tell me, how can I build a true bridge to the Dao! If your answer doesn't satisfy me, you know the consequences!"

Ning Fan's cold words fell on Zu Gong's ears, which immediately made Zu Gong's heart tremble, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Lonely as snow, how could the spirit of its ancestral bow fall into the hands of this evil star who does not know the height of the sky

Also build a bridge, the real bridge is so easy to build, it said that it has seen the ancestral dragon build a real bridge, but it is three points true and seven points false nonsense.

When the ancestral dragon crossed the truth, it was also difficult, he wanted to take a shortcut and build a real bridge, but the bridge failed, so he could only retreat and practice for many years before he found his true bridge and crossed the real success

The True Bridge can only be built by the Immortal Emperor who opened the world and founded the Heavenly Dao, and Ning Fan is not an Immortal Emperor, so it is impossible to successfully build a bridge on the True Fantasy River

"Uh, Xiaogong was just talking nonsense, in this world, there is actually no way to build a real bridge," the Ancestral Bow Spirit replied cautiously.

"Don't you tell the truth" Ning Fan's eyes were cold, and he released a flash of aurora again.

Immediately, Zu Gong once again heard the sound of a pig crying for his father and mother, and he was aggrieved.

"Xiao Gong is telling the truth this time! What he just said is nonsense! In this world, there is really no way to build a bridge!"

"Spare your life! Hero, spare your life! Quickly stop the flash!"

"A good man can search my bow soul to see if Xiao Gong is lying! A good man has demon spirit power in his body, and Xiao Gong can pass on the highest secret technique of your True Dragon Clan-Reverse Spirit Technique! In the entire True Dragon Clan, only a few ancestors are qualified to practice this technique. With this technique, you will be able to search for the soul of the little bow and know that the little bow is really not lying!"

Hearing this, Ning Fan's gaze changed slightly, stopped flashing, and muttered,

"The Supreme Secret Art of the True Dragon Clan of Anti-Spiritism" (To be continued......)