Ning Fan stood in the empty courtyard, after the Qixi Festival, it was the beginning of autumn, and the leaves in the courtyard fell to the ground, but no one cleaned it.

As the twilight gradually sank, Ning Fan looked up at the sky, looking at the sunset in the west, and vaguely understood something, but he didn't understand it more and more.

He seemed to remember the old devil's advice to bask in the sun more, so that he would not go mad.

He seemed to think of the immature face of the paper crane standing in the wind and snow.

He seemed to recall the scenes of the sea of blood, and at the end of all the sea of blood, there was an unattainable giant, and in one step, it could shatter a city of seven plums!

He seemed to see Emperor Nirvana's cruel smile, as if there were countless sarcastic voices, sounding in all directions.

Kill, kill, kill!

Ning Fan's heart became more and more chaotic, this is going mad! He once went mad once, and he was so horny that he relied on paper cranes to save him.

This time, it is to kill the fire, and the fire cannot be extinguished unless you kill, but if you kill someone, you will fall deeper and deeper, and one day, you will completely lose your mind!

"Qiu Ling brought me to Gusu in order to keep me from being devoured by killing intent... If I succumb to the murderous intent, will I fail her!"

"I'd rather kill people, not because I crave blood, but because of my attachment! I'm a demon, but it's different from other demons!"

Call!

In the courtyard, gusts of wind rose and rolled up fallen leaves.

Ren killing intent came to his heart, he just didn't kill people in Gusu, he didn't want to give in to killing intent!

After a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and Ning Fan opened his eyes, revealing a clear color.

After forcibly suppressing the killing intent, his mood improved a little again.

And outside the door of the house, there was just the right sound of knocking.

With the sound of knocking on the door, a gentle Wu Nong soft voice sounded.

"Did Gongzi Zhou sleep? My little stone took Gongzi's things indiscriminately, and the slave family came to return them to Gongzi. ”

Squeak!

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves to open the door, and there was a beautiful woman in a thorn hairpin skirt standing outside the door.

He was about twenty-eight or nine-year-old, dressed in linen clothes, and wrapped in white cloth in green silk. The appearance is dignified and virtuous, but the expression is sad, as if someone has just died in the family.

With a basket of eggs in one hand and a good sword wrapped in silk in the other,

Seeing that Ning Fan was still standing in the courtyard, but the door of the house was opened by itself, the beautiful woman couldn't help but think of the rumors that this house was haunted, and she was a little scared.

It's just that when she remembered that her child had taken something from someone else, the beautiful woman plucked up her courage and moved her soft shoes. Step into the courtyard.

"Are you?" said Ning Fan in surprise.

"Slave Bai Su, is the mother of the little stone, listen to the little stone said, this sword is the son lent him to watch, but this sword is too precious, it is a rare magic weapon, the little stone is still young, once the blade is lost, it is bankrupt. The slave family categorically could not afford to compensate for this sword, so they came to return this sword. ”

Bai Su tried to calm his expression, but he still couldn't hide his fear.

Her beautiful eyes swept the courtyard and saw that it was dim everywhere, and there was no lamp. There was a cold wind in the courtyard, and Ning Fan in front of him was too young and handsome, and said secretly, the Zhou Gongzi who bought the ghost house in front of him. Isn't it a demon?

Yes, such a good sword can only be possessed by legendary demons and monsters. How could a mortal swordsman have such a good sword.

Bai Sufujun has just died of illness for half a year, and she has not removed her filial piety clothes, and she lives alone with a small stone.

She thought to herself that she was quite beautiful, if Ning Fan was really a demon, then it would be a big mistake for her to enter this ghost house at this moment, if she fell into the hands of this demon, she would definitely be chaste.

Ning Fan didn't know what to do, and in Bai Su's eyes, he was already suspected of being a demon and a monster.

Ning Fan didn't know what to say, this beautiful woman dressed in linen and filial piety was worried that her virginity would be taken away by him.

"Oh, you're Little Rock's mother... You're here to return the sword, and the sword is nothing more than my uselessness, and it doesn't matter if it's given to a small stone, and there's no need to return it..."

Ning Fan shook his head, but when Bai Su heard this, he immediately straightened up, forgetting his fear,

"Zhou Gongzi, this is a bad statement! If Gongzi can have such a good sword, he must be a swordsman, as a swordsman, how can he treat the sword as nothing, and how can he give the sword away at will! Although my husband died early, he was not a swordsman, but he was once the most famous blacksmith in Gusu, and he had seen many famous swordsmen. My husband once said, swordsmen, should be obsessed with the sword! When there is a momentum, the sword is in the person, and the sword is dead!"

Bai Su's words were like a burst of rain and dew, sprinkled on Ning Fan's heart.

Originally, Ning Fan couldn't comprehend the sword intent from the sword, he only felt that something was missing, but when he heard Bai Su's words, he seemed to have an epiphany!

"Yes! The reason why I haven't condensed the sword intent is because I have lost my attachment to the sword! Swordsman, be obsessed with the sword!"

Regarding Bai Sujian's death, Ning Fan did not agree.

But for the words 'obsessed with the sword', Ning Fan nodded and thought deeply.

It can't be wrong, what Xiao Shi has in him is an obsession and dedication to the sword!

Only can be extremely affectionate, so it can be extremely sword!

Only can be extremely sword, so can be extremely caring!

Ning Fan's body gradually came to his senses, exuding a trace of aggressive and fierce sword qi, which made Bai Su, who was quite knowledgeable, immediately open his red lips slightly, in disbelief.

"Good, so strong sword qi! The slave family has been in Gusu for twenty-nine years, but they have never seen such an amazing sword qi!"

Originally, Bai Su only said that Ning Fan was a clumsy swordsman who did not hesitate to use his sword.

At this moment, Bai Su didn't know where Ning Fan was a well-hidden master.

"Sword back!"

Ning Fan looked at Bai Su's embrace, and with a great ingestion force, he took the silk sword in the beautiful woman's arms into his hand.

This is clearly a means that can only be used by swordsmen with extremely high internal strength!"

Bai Sumei's eyes were shocked, but this shock immediately turned into a quiet blush.

The power of ingestion was so strong that it not only took away the sword, but also brushed her chest, like a pair of invisible big hands, rubbing it fiercely on her breasts.

This was naturally an accident, Ning Fan didn't notice it, and it was impossible for Bai Su to tell such a shameful thing.

Beautiful eyes looked at Ning Fan's expression focused on the sword, Bai Su believed that this kind of swordsman who was extremely good at the sword would not be able to do anything like touching his crisp breasts.

"It was just an accident... If Fujun is not dead, he can see Zhou Gongzi's sword, and if he can see such a swordsman in the world, he will definitely smile at Jiuquan..."

"My husband's lifelong wish is to make Xiao Shi a peerless swordsman, if he lets Xiao Shi teach him art..."

The beautiful woman looked at Ning Fan and then at herself. Sigh softly.

Ning Fan was dressed in white, but it was sewn from a fabric she had never seen before, and she must be a character who was either rich or noble.

And himself, since the death of his husband, his family has declined, how can he have spare money to worship a famous teacher for his children...

In Bai Su's eyes, Ning Fan is definitely the number one swordsman in Gusu City!

This kind of master, the little stone can't afford to worship...

After a long time, Ning Fan dissipated his momentum and tore off the silk cloth. Looking at the glittering blue sword again, his eyes were different.

Beware of the sword, he seems to be able to hear the breath of the sword... This is the ultimate sword!

For the rest, you only need to transition from the extreme sword to the extreme mind to condense the sword intent!

Speaking of which, he was able to successfully realize this step thanks to Bai Su's reminder.

Ning Fan raised his gaze and said in surprise,

"Well, Madame hasn't left yet, it's getting late. Madame's body is not dead, staying in Zhou's mansion, it seems that it is easy to cause gossip, right?"

"Yes, yes..."

Bai Su was secretly ashamed, of course she knew that it was extremely inappropriate for Lu Daoshen to run into Ning Fan's house in the middle of the night.

It's just that she didn't want to think about men and women at all before. Yixin just admired Ning Fan's swordsmanship, and wondered if it was possible for Xiaoshi to apprentice with Ning Fan.

Now that she was reminded by Ning Fan, she reacted spontaneously, hesitating and hesitating. In the end, he couldn't open his mouth, sighed quietly, and was about to leave.

When leaving. I remembered that I also carried a basket of eggs, and I was here to thank Ning Fan for giving me a small stone sword, wasn't it?

"The slave family knows that Zhou Gongzi's family has a big business, and he doesn't care about these things, but this basket of eggs is some gratitude from the slave family, and thanks to Gongzi for being willing to borrow the sword from a small stone at a glance... I heard that Mrs. Zhou is infected with a disease, and these eggs can just nourish Mrs. Zhou's body. ”

Bai Su handed the egg to Ning Fan, behaved decently, and was blessed.

Ning Fan took the egg, and his heart suddenly trembled.

This egg is the affection of the neighbors and folks in the mortal world.

In the cultivation world, it is a foolish thing to give gifts to people you don't know.

But in the mortal world, it is nothing more than a basic etiquette to show kindness.

"Xie Lu Xie..."Ning Fan sighed a little, he hadn't felt this kind of kindness for a long time.

"Poof... Childe is really a wonderful person, just a basket of eggs, how to thank you. ”

Bai Su pursed his lips and smiled, full of style. At this moment, Xu Qiuling woke up, pushed the door out of the house, and asked softly,

"Big brother, it's getting late, why don't you light the lamp. Eh, are there any guests coming..."

Xu Qiuling is three points sick and weak, seven points beautiful, standing in the night, like a fairy in the world.

When Bai Su saw Xu Qiuling's beauty, he was shocked and secretly laughed at himself.

Zhou Gongzi has such a beautiful wife, how can he do something to an ugly woman, I really think too much...

"Slave Bai Su, I have seen Mrs. Zhou, it is getting late today, and I will come to see you another day. ”

Bai Su saluted again and left.

Xu Qiuling is also bright, if this Bai Su is a few years younger, his appearance may not be inferior to himself. After returning the gift, he looked at Bai Su, and then looked at Ning Fan holding the egg, Xu Qiuling smiled, inexplicably poking at the point of laughter.

"Laughing at what?"

"Laugh at you Zhou Da Devil, you will carry a basket of eggs... If this appearance is seen by the monks of the open sea, I don't know how many of them will be shocked. ”

...

In Gusu City, the rumor that a son surnamed Zhou bought a ghost house has gradually been forgotten after some heated discussions.

And the people near the haunted house gradually became familiar with Ning Fan.

They knew that there was something strange about the family. During the day, Ning Fan would sit in the courtyard, open the gate, and look at the sword intently.

In the evening, Ning Fan will take a peerless beauty to raft on the Su River in Gusu.

But no one knows that Ning Fan still has a nightlife, that is, he heals Xu Qiuling's fragrant medicinal bath all night long.

Many rumors show that Ning Fan is a swordsman, but no one has ever seen him use a sword.

The children gradually stopped making fun of Ning Fan, only the small stone seemed to come every day, Ning Fan looked at the sword, he also looked at the sword, and seemed to want to learn something.

"Uncle Zhou, aren't you really a swordsman? I tell me, I promise not to tell my mother!" Xiao Shiyang begged.

"It's not..."Ning Fan told the truth, he was indeed not a swordsman.

Every now and then, the little stone will show a look of disappointment.

And when it comes to the evening, Bai Su will definitely come to take away the small stones that are haunting people, and occasionally prepare some wine and food for Ning Fan to eat.

So, rumors about Ning Fan. Gradually, only a lustful reputation remained.

Hooking up with the widow of the blacksmith family during the day, and boating with the beauty at night, these fames all fell on Ning Fan's head.

For Ning Fan, his reputation is just a floating cloud, and for Bai Su, his reputation is dirty, and it is difficult to wash it away.

Whether it is going to Suhe Huanyi or going to the market to sell cloth, she will always be pointed at.

How Ren Baisu explains. No one believed it, she thought several times about not stepping into Ning Fan's house again, just to let Xiao Shi learn the sword, and she gritted her teeth and endured the stigma.

"Is this my mother?" Ning Fan closed his eyes and said something that Xiao Shi couldn't understand.

A month later, Ning Fan seemed to have an understanding from the sharp sword, put away the sharp sword, and then took out a crape myrtle soft sword.

This sword is also a low-grade magic weapon, compared to a sharp sword. There is less Gangling, but there are more treacherous tricks.

"Uncle Zhou, don't you look at the sword, how do you look at the soft sword, can you fight and kill people?"

"Of course I can..."

Ning Fan shook the soft sword casually. The rockery in the courtyard shattered with a snort of sword light!

Xiao Shi was stunned, this was the first time he had seen Ning Fan make a move.

A sword aura smashed the three-person-high rockery in the air. It's been to the point of being superb!

"Uncle Zhou, you, you lied to me, you are clearly a swordsman!" Xiao Shi said excitedly. He was even more determined to learn from Ning Fan.

"I didn't lie to you, I really am not a swordsman, you have good qualifications, maybe one day, you will understand my words when you walk on my path. ”

Ning Fan shook his head and smiled, that sword, he didn't use the slightest mana, let alone the internal power of Fan Wu, just imagined the sword qi in his heart, and the sword qi was condensed.

This is the prototype of sword intent!

In the first month, Ning Fan only looked at the sword.

In the second month, Ning Fan only looked at the soft sword.

The way of the sword lies in being fierce and indestructible.

The way of the soft sword lies in being treacherous, soft and difficult.

In the third month, Ning Fan took out more than 100 lower-grade flying swords, and in front of the small stone, he blew a breath, and the more than 100 flying swords suddenly burned into black fire, and in just a moment, they were calcined by the black fire into a heavy sword more than three feet long and as heavy as a rock!

Xiao Shi was stunned, he felt that Uncle Zhou might really not be a swordsman, but a legendary sword immortal.

He became more and more obsessed with swordsmanship, and when he reached the extreme, he actually stayed at Ning Fan's house all day long, and he couldn't drag it away, and every time Bai Su had to spend a lot of effort to take away this stupid child.

The weather began to get cold, in the fourth month, it snowed heavily in Gusu, and the thatched house of Xiaoshi's family was crushed by the wind and snow.

Ning Fan robbed the five elders, and the silver in his family was like a mountain, so he didn't need Bai Su to show up again to make money.

She didn't want to be favored, so she took care of all the housework in the village, and Xu Qiuling no longer rested during the day, her complexion became more and more ruddy, and she was accompanied by Bai Su every day, like a sister.

In the fourth month, Ning Fan broke a peach tree in the courtyard and cut out a wooden sword.

Little Stone didn't understand it at all.

The sharp sword is sharp, the soft sword is treacherous, the heavy sword is heavy, and what are the advantages of the wooden sword?

Can a wooden sword slash people? Can it kill enemies?

If so, wouldn't everyone dare to charge into battle with a wooden sword in battle?

Outside the mansion, walking through the lively scene of the champion crossing the horse and parade on the street, the small stone didn't even look at it.

People laugh at him for being obsessed with swords, and he laughs at people for being famous, flamboyant, hardworking, and immature in speech, but old-fashioned.

"What about the champion? The imperial examination is famous, how can there be a sword that is happy and revenge comes happily!"

Zhao Dashan in Gusu City was over eighty years old and married a thirteen-year-old concubine, many villagers went to watch, but Xiaoshi didn't look at the team to welcome his relatives.

People laugh at him for being obsessed with swords, and he laughs at people for being obsessed with wine.

"Wine and wealth are all vain, and a sword in your hand is the truth!"

Xiaoshi was still a mortal, but under Ning Fan's influence, his heart was almost filled with a sword.

As long as his experience grows in the future, he holds a sword in his hand, and it is difficult to defeat anyone who can be a peerless swordsman.

In Xianke, the void is shattered, and the waves are rolling over the clouds!

He has that qualification!

Ning Fan held the wooden sword in his hand, and gradually became unstoppable, even if he danced the wooden sword, it would stir up smoke and dust.

It's a realm where there are no tricks to win, but it's not enough...

In the fifth month, Ning Fan had no sword in his hand, and his fingers turned into a sword.

An invisible temperament condensed in Ning Fan's body, and he was only one step away from it.

Little Stone's eyes are fiery. When he saw Ning Fan flick his fingers, the sword qi was longitudinal, and the boulder of 30,000 catties was shattered. At that moment, a frenzy rose in the heart of the little stone ...

He's going to be a swordsman!

"Uncle Zhou, I want to be a swordsman, can you be my master!"

Syllable!

The little stone knelt in front of Ning Fan, but Ning Fan just smiled and shook his head.

"Your kendo qualifications may not be weaker than mine, if you worship under my door, you will be mistaken. You just have to remember my five-month sword understanding process. With this understanding, one person and one sword, challenge the swordsmen of the world all the way, and finally one day, you will find your own kendo. ”

"You're too young now, you only have a sword in your eyes, you don't have a life, that's not enough... Gusu is a good place to get along with your mother. Filial piety to mothers. These are two pills, you and your mother each take one one, and you can prolong your life for a hundred years. This book is a kendo exercise that will lead you on the path of cultivation. But I have one request, if you are invincible in swordsmanship, you must not open this book!"

"When one day you seek defeat in the world and cannot be defeated. You can open this technique and enter the cultivation realm, which will be a new world. There are more challenges to keep you satisfied!"

Ning Fan's gaze swept over Gusu, he had been detained here for five months, and it was time to leave. The silver taels and the house are all left for small stones. Along with the sharp sword, soft sword, heavy sword, and wooden sword that was easy to learn, they were also left to him one by one.

Picking up Xu Qiuling, Ning Fan stepped out in one step, and turned into a sword light and disappeared out of thin air.

At this scene, Xiao Shi was stunned, and Bai Su had a trace of sentimentality for no reason.

"Zhou Gongzi is gone... It turns out that he is not a mortal, it turns out that there are really immortals in this world..."

A great sense of loss came to my heart, indescribable, unclear.

Bai Su didn't know what kind of mood it was, just sighed lightly,

"That's fine..."

...

With a flash of sword light, Ning Fan took Xu Qiuling in his arms, stepped out of the island and out to sea, and waved his sword light under the deep sea of 90,000 zhang, opening up the sea water and leaving a waterless space.

Xu Qiuling's golden qi has recovered ninety percent after five months of recuperation.

Next, she only needs to pour a very strong golden qi into the back of the most lull to cure her!

Ning Fan patted the storage bag, took out the dark red fragment of the Trapped Immortal Sword, his eyes flashed, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

The fragment forced into the sea of knowledge, and was swallowed by the sword thought, and in an instant, its sword intent increased rapidly, and the sword intent that it had comprehended for five months, at this moment, broke through the last layer of the diaphragm!

Sword intent, condensation!

Without sword intent, it is not a true sword cultivation. With sword intent, you can use sword moves to exert 200% of your power!

"Congratulations to the eldest brother for his sword intentions! It's just that he just left Gusu like this, is it really good... That little stone, aren't you going to accept it as a disciple, that Bai Su, you're not going to do it..."

"The dust is over!" Ning Fan replied categorically.

Mortals should have the life of mortals, although he finally gave Xiao Shi a sword cultivation technique, but if Xiao Shi could not reach the invincible realm of mortals, he would not allow Xiao Shi to cultivate the truth.

Xiuzhen is a road of no return, it may not be suitable for mortals, there is too much blood here, if you can enjoy the peace of Gusu, why should you be like Ning Fan, fall into endless battles.

The matter of Gusu was forgotten by Ning Fan.

The most beautiful memory of his life used to be only Qimei, then there was Luo Yun, and now there is Gusu.

If possible, he would like to live in Gusu forever for the rest of his life, but he has a reason not to stop.

"Next, I will force out a trace of immortal sword power, guide it into your immortal vein, and help you refine this power. If everything is successful, not only will you be able to replenish your golden qi, but your cultivation will definitely soar, and you will at least reach the realm of half-step transformation into a god!"

"Cultivation realm, I don't care, if I can not die, if I can continue to accompany you and relieve the fatigue of killing for you, I will be content..."

Xu Qiuling looked at Ning Fan affectionately, the two of them touched each other's palms, and a trace of sword power came from Ning Fan's palm and forced into Xu Qiuling's body.

For a moment, Xu Qiuling showed a look of pain, but gritted his teeth and endured it.

If you can't bear this pain, you are not qualified to stay with Ning Fan...

What is the pain? Although the orchid withers day by day, it is not waiting for the butterfly to return, and even if it does, it is only ashes...

Yikes!

Xu Qiuling's silver teeth were clenched, and he almost lost consciousness in pain, but he desperately opened his eyes and looked at Ning Fan.

It seems that as long as she looks at Ning Fan, no matter how bitter and painful it is, she doesn't care.

Call!

A momentum that grew stronger and stronger began to take shape in Xu Qiuling's body.

Everyone asserts that she will not live long, but she wants to be even more proud... Stay alive!

With the completion of the life grid, the realm suppressed by illness began to improve rapidly.

In the past, Xu Qiuling was not unable to break through the Yuan Baby, but she didn't dare, because to break through the Yuan Baby, the five elements were needed to be one, her life was short of gold, and she couldn't get married...

But the mana cultivated over the years has been accumulated in the body, just for this day... Bloom!

Mana, 5500 armor, half-step god!

"Big brother, I, I..." Xu Qiuling burst into tears of joy.

She finally defeated her destiny and survived!

In an instant, countless thunderstorms descended and sank to the bottom of the sea, Ning Fan wanted to help Xu Qiuling block the thunderstorms, but saw Xu Qiuling shake his head and smiled indifferently.

"It's fine... I can! I don't want to be a drag on you!" (To be continued......)