On weekdays, Ning Fan relied on the power of the Great Five Elements Body to dare to swallow the immortal fire and restore his mana without any damage.

But today, what he wants to swallow is not ordinary immortal fire, but the fire of the beast.

Ning Fan didn't know that the Doom Beast was the beast of the four holy beasts of the Ancient Barbarian Realm, invincible in the world in the Fire Dao, and it was the Vermilion Bird clan of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain, and he had also defeated the Doom Beast in the Fire Dao cultivation.

The fire of the beast is unparalleled in the world, this sentence has been passed on from mouth to mouth in the ancient barbarian world, but it is not just talking.

Vermilion Bird, Golden Crow, Tai Centipe, Lilong, Nine Animals, Sun Spirit

How many ancient clans who used fire to establish their way were all defeated in the hands of the beast clan on the word fire.

How many ancient emperors who were in charge of the fire position tasted defeat in the hands of the beasts.

Doom beasts may not be the strongest in heaven and earth, but in the realm of fire cultivation, they are worthy of the king.

The fire of the beast is unparalleled in the world, and what Ning Fan wants to fight today is the unparalleled flame in the world!

The fire of the beast that was swallowed by Ning Fan in his belly certainly contained an extremely large amount of vitality, but it also had lethal power.

The fire of the beast was too domineering, and as soon as it entered Ning Fan's body, it immediately split into nine and scattered into nine flames, along Ning Fan's meridians, rampaging unscrupulously, trying to burn the one in front of him.

The vitality in the body is incinerated faster, and even the mana is drying up little by little.

What's worse is that with the strength of Ning Fan's Great Five Elements Body, he could have ignored the damage of the True Immortal Flame, but at this moment, under the scorching of the Beast Fire, injuries continued to appear.

This flame has already surpassed Ning Fan's defense!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four breaths.

In the past four breaths alone, Ning Fan seemed to have reached the limit, and the meridians in his body were wantonly scorched by the fire of the beast, like dry wheat stalks. It will break at the slightest touch.

The temperature in the body is even higher and frightening, the blood is boiling like a thick soup, and the skin and flesh are beginning to burn. What's worse was that one of the nine flames directly hit Ning Fan's Yuan Shen.

The arrogant flame actually wanted to directly incinerate Ning Fan's Yuan Shen and kill Ning Fan in one fell swoop!

Ning Fan's small hand held the Sword of Remembering Dao, resisting the attack of the flames, but he was still burned a lot. Gradually, the injuries got worse and worse.

Five, six, seven

In the tenth breath, Ning Fan's face was already as pale as paper, just like the eyeball monster expected, without special means, he couldn't last the eleventh breath.

Ten breaths is Ning Fan's limit!

Eleven breaths. It's probably hard to get through

"Ten breaths have arrived, and this kid is almost asking the old man to make a move. The eyeball monster was secretly proud in his heart, looking forward to the scene of Ning Fan's pleading.

"If he asks me to make a move, I will immediately urge the Heaven Deception Formation. Help him avoid the sixth loss. Hey, the old man is so kind, always so helpful. ”

"Hmm, eleven breath, why don't you beg me yet? He's pretty good at holding up. But it's almost there, and no matter how much you hold on, you can't hold on to twelve breaths. ”

"Hey, hey, it's thirteen. This son can still hold up, not bad. Well, the old man bets that you can hold on to two more breaths, but definitely not the sixteenth. ”

"Seventeen breaths, this son won't be burned to death at the bottom of the lake, but his breath is still there, not dead. ”

"Nineteen Breaths"

"Twenty-Two Breaths"

"Twenty-Nine Breaths"

"Forty-Four Breaths"

"Nine Hundred and Thirty-Six Breaths"

"Wait for the old man to take a nap, and then count"

"Three thousand six hundred and fifty breaths"

"Seven Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty-Two Breaths"

"Wait for the old man to take urea, and then count"

"Twelve thousand four hundred seventy-two breaths"

"20,000 Interest"

"30,000 Interest"

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"Ninety-six thousand seven hundred fifty-six breaths"

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"Damn, it's been three days and three nights, how can this stinky boy still hold on! Is he a monster! The fire of the beast here can be burned even by the fairy king, and he can last three days and three nights in the sea of fire!"

Three days later, the eyeball monster let out a chest-beating roar on the shore of the lake, though it had no chest, no feet.

He waited for three days, and he didn't wait for Ning Fan's plea, which was really disappointing, and it really surprised the eyeball monster.

This descendant of Lie Yuanzong seems to be even more backbone than he imagined, and the eyeball monster muttered secretly.

He exuded his thoughts and leaned into the bottom of the lake, and every time he saw it, it was a scene of Ning Fan like a fire man.

At this moment, Ning Fan was sitting in the center of the sea of fire of the beast, his whole body was burning, and he had maintained this state for three days and three nights.

Ten breaths is the limit of his support in the sea of fire, even if he has cultivated the Great Five Elements Body to the consummation realm, he can't stay in the sea of fire for long, just because the fire of this beast is too powerful.

He couldn't hold out the eleventh breath, but the Sun and Moon Monument in the Xuanyin Realm protected itself at this moment.

The Sun and Moon Monument has the ability to devour flames!

The reason why Ning Fan was able to survive in the sea of fire for three days and three nights was because of the power of the Sun and Moon Monument!

As early as the beginning of Ning Fan's cultivation, he relied on the power of the Sun and Moon Monument to suppress the flames of enemy cultivation all the way and defeat the fire cultivation.

Later, his cultivation gradually increased, and he even cultivated the small five elements and the big five elements, and the enemies he encountered rarely cultivated fire. Even if there is, it can be dealt with calmly. Gradually, the Sun and Moon Monument was no longer in use.

Later, the yin and yang locks were combined, and there was an extra star tablet in the Xuanyin realm again, and together with the sun and moon monuments, the double monument town boundary. After the Shuangbei Town Boundary, with Ning Fan's cultivation, he couldn't take out the second stele from the Xuanyin Realm, and he had two innate magic weapons, but he couldn't use them.

As a result, the Sun and Moon Monument and the Star Monument were sealed in the Xuanyin Realm.

But this time, the Sun and Moon Monument is destined to be reckless again!

Because this time, the fire of the beast was too strong, and with Ning Fan's cultivation and the Great Five Elements Body, he couldn't defeat it.

This time, he had to rely on the power of the Sun and Moon Monument again, even if he couldn't take this monument out of the Xuanyin Realm, he could use the power of this monument to restrain the fire of the beast a little.

In terms of fire power alone, the fire of the beast is unparalleled in the world, but this does not mean that the fire of the beast has no natural enemies.

The Sun and Moon Monument specializes in the five elements of the world, no matter how strong the fire of your beast is, I will also overcome it!

Of course, if the power of the fire of the beast in front of him is too much more powerful than the Sun and Moon Monument. The Sun and Moon Monument cannot be meritorious.

The Sun and Moon Tablet is an innate magic weapon, which has killed countless people in the hands of Chaogu, and it is famous, but it also has a limit.

The flame that is close to the power of the saint, the sun and moon monument, cannot be removed.

The scale of the sea of fire in front of him was only enough to threaten the life of an immortal king-level powerhouse, far from reaching the power of a saint, and the Sun and Moon Monument could still be restrained.

One after another, the flames separated from the sea of fire and were inhaled into Ning Fan's body. Refine into the Xuanyin Realm and swallow into the Sun and Moon Monument.

After all, the Sun and Moon Monument was used across a Xuanyin Realm, and the speed at which the Sun and Moon Monument devoured the flames was not fast.

Rao is like this, every time he devours some flames, Ning Fan will have a lot of vitality in his body.

Fire also has life, life and death

Everything in the world has its own life and death, not life and death given by the world. It's the life it already has

In the eyes of the barbarians, the world is alive.

Ning Fan sat for three days and three nights, devouring a large amount of fire vitality and forcibly crossing the sixth loss. While thinking about these questions.

This is a unique worldview of barbarians, a worldview that is completely different from that of the monks of the Four Heavens and Nine Realms

Three days have passed, and the sixth loss has been crossed by Ning Fan for most of the time, and this sixth loss lasts for a long time. It was a little longer than Ning Fan imagined.

There was less and less fire around them, which meant that the sixth loss was nearing over.

Three blood lines were gradually born in the body, little by little. Each condenses into drops of blood. If they survive the sixth loss, they will be three drops of ancestor-level brute blood!

Ning Fan's Demon Fire level also skyrocketed unconsciously.

He had cultivated all the way to the present, and it was the first time he had devoured such a powerful flame, and the previous demon fire level had just reached the level of a true fire.

The power of the fire of a true fire is comparable to the magic weapon of the acquired nirvana, and generally speaking, only the monks in the early stage of the crossing can cultivate it.

And now, the Demon Fire level has broken through one after another. Two, three, four

In just three days, Ning Fan's Demon Fire Level had broken through to the Eleventh Level.

Eleven True Fire, even the fire cultivation in the later stage of Broken Thoughts, is very difficult to cultivate, and only a very small number of Broken Thoughts peak cultivators can cultivate!

Even, some Immortal Venerable level fire cultivators could not cultivate the twelve-level flames, and the flame level remained at the eleventh level.

Eleven True Fire, a magic weapon whose power is comparable to the eleventh Nirvana of the day after tomorrow, was cultivated by Ning Fan within these three days!

At this moment, Ning Fan's demonic fire already had a strange black-red color, and gradually, it had a trace of the characteristics of the fire of the beast.

In the flames, it began to be filled with dense flame runes, and when the fire burned, there was even more sound of wind and thunder.

It's like a copy of the fire of the beast, and even the trajectory of the flow of the way of fire is extremely similar!

Ning Fan's Demon Fire has inherited the domineering flame power of the Doom Beast Fire, and he is afraid that it is much more powerful than the ordinary Eleven True Fire.

It's a big bonus.

Of course, there is an even greater harvest, and that is ancestral blood!

On the fourth day, Ning Fan completely refined the surrounding sea of fire, and the giant shadow of the beast above the valley roared unwillingly, and finally dispersed.

The entire valley was in ruins, except for a pool of black water.

The sixth loss, get through it completely!

Among the hundred young masters, only three or four were able to survive the sixth loss, and Ning Fan was the one who survived!

After surviving the sixth loss, Ning Fan cultivated three drops of barbarian ancestral blood, and was devoured little by little by the robbing blood almost domineeringly.

The level of blood robbery, from the two-star level, is getting closer to the three-star level little by little, and it is about a quarter of the way to the three-star level.

The three-star realm is so difficult to break through! Ning Fan's eyes were even more moved.

Although he did not break through the three-star True Blood Sect, Ning Fan's Blood Tribulation cultivation had improved a lot.

At this moment, Ning Fan, with the strength of the blood robbery alone, can already be regarded as a master in the late stage of Broken Thoughts, and in the late stage of Broken Thoughts, it is rare to be able to beat him!

"Next, it's the seventh loss!"

Ning Fan's eyes condensed slightly, the sixth loss can be passed, then the seventh loss should also be tried, give up directly, and never be reconciled.

"The seventh loss is about to come. You were able to survive the sixth loss, which really surprised the old man. But the seventh loss is by no means the old man you can get through now, so let's directly help you open the deceptive formation. The advice of the eyeball monster came at the right time, and the tone was quite solemn.

The sixth loss, out of a hundred young masters, there are always three or four who can get through.

But the seventh loss, that is, among the thousand young masters, there is very little one who crosses.

The eyeball monster didn't think that Ning Fan would be the one in a thousand young man.

"The things of this world. As long as it hasn't happened, you can't say for sure, so you always have to give it a try. The seniors should not rush to urge the formation, if something cannot be done, the juniors will ask the seniors to make a move, and they will not joke with their lives. ”

Ning Fan's eyes were resolute, this calamity was a great opportunity, if he missed it, it would be difficult to find such an opportunity for his cultivation to skyrocket.

It takes hundreds or even tens of millions of years for others to cultivate a drop of ancestral blood. And he only needs to survive one loss to cultivate a few drops of ancestral blood

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so you can't miss it!

"That's it, if you want to try, you can try, don't say the seventh loss, it is the eighth loss and the ninth loss, as long as you want, the old man will give you a chance to cross it. Young people, don't hit the south wall and don't look back. It's good to bump it a few more times. "Hehe, if you hit your head and break the bloodstream, you will naturally ask the old man for help. The eyeball monster thought in a good mood.

Thundered!

Above the sky, there was a sudden sound of thousands of troops and horses. In the red clouds that covered the sky, the phantom of ancient chariots continued to appear.

These chariots were all pulled by giant dragons, and around the chariots, there were countless barbarian cultivation phantom artifacts flying.

There are so many tanks. The sky is like clouds, and the number of monks is boundless!

Behind countless barbarian cultivators and chariots, there stood a giant taller than the sky. Seven huge skeletons hung around their necks, and their bronzed muscles were filled with earth-destroying power.

The seventh calamity is coming!

"The sixth loss is to contend with the fire of the beast, and the seventh loss is to contend with these thousands of chariots and brute repairs."

Ning Fan was secretly calculating, and suddenly his eyes froze, but he saw that the giant seemed to inadvertently raise his right hand.

Obviously, it was just an extremely casual move, but the trajectory of the movement of his fist bones actually cut through the heavens and the earth lightly, and even made the heavens and the earth completely fall into the night at this moment, as if they were going to be annihilated in this dark night.

There was no sign to be found, in this endless dark night, the vitality in Ning Fan's body began to annihilate wildly, and then even the physical body and the primordial spirit had a tendency to annihilate.

"I am the shadow of the mountains and seas left over from the ancient remnants of the seven generations of barbarian gods, and the ancient and modern are immortal," the giant said with a blank expression.

"I take my bones as mountains, my blood as the sea, my palms as my way, and my way as my annihilation."

The giant Mu Ran chanted the ancient words, raised his right hand, five fingers into a clasp, and grasped the lake below.

This grasp seems to be an understatement and silent, but in an instant, the entire world has turned into a long black river.

Ning Fan couldn't see the eyeball monster, the ruins of the valley, the lake, and the thousands of chariots and barbarian cultivators.

He could only see himself constantly standing on the long black river, and the ancient giants standing proudly in the night sky.

His body continued to sink towards the long river, and his Tao seemed to be completely dissolved in this long river!

Not only the vitality in the body, but also his cultivation, his Dao, and his will will will all sink into this long river!

Can't resist, can't defeat this black river!

can only sink, can only fall, even if it is an immortal king, it is bound to die, even if it is an immortal emperor, it is difficult to have the power to resist.

"Well, this son is really lucky, his seventh loss, he actually met the shadow of the mountains and seas of the seven generations of barbarian gods, ordinary Shao Siman, but very few people can meet the barbarian god Palm Tribulation, I really don't know whether to say that he is lucky or unlucky. His seventh loss is more difficult to overcome than ordinary people."

"Three breaths, within three breaths, if he speaks, I will save him. The eyeball monster said with a solemn expression.

The barbarian god is the title of the supreme ruler of the ancient barbarian realm, and in the same era, there will only be one barbarian god in power.

The barbarian god is not necessarily the strongest of the barbarians, but the power is monstrous.

Of course, this is not to say that the barbarian gods are not powerful. At least the seventh generation of barbarian god Tagu is not a weak person, although he is not a saint in his lifetime, he is almost invincible in the second step.

Tagu has a long life, and the most powerful supernatural power is called 'Tao Ruo Annihilation'. In his heyday, he relied on this magical power to kill many immortal emperors.

The Immortal Emperor is difficult to kill, and the Yuan Shen has the Emperor's Qi to protect the body, but this technique is powerful enough to kill the Immortal Emperor.

What Ning Fan needs to face at this moment is the technique of annihilation.

Sinking, sinking!

As soon as his breath passed, Ning Fan felt that he had sunk into this black long river, and after stepping into the Xiuzhen Road, he would be able to breathe early in the morning, but when he sank into this long river, he had a feeling of suffocation for the first time.

His vitality melted wildly in this long river. By the second breath, most of the vitality in the body had been lost.

In the third breath, the vitality in his body is almost exhausted, and he is not far from death.

His body was unprecedentedly weak, as if he had a body of mana, all dissolved in this long river, and he couldn't lift half of his strength.

Gradually, he no longer sank, but gained a foothold in the river. Where he stood was a stone bridge. It was the true bridge he had built with his own hands.

The real bridge is collapsing little by little in this long river, if the real bridge collapses, the road will be destroyed, and people will die!

In front of his eyes, he constantly conjured up memories of the past, scene after scene, with the snow of Qimei and the rain of Yueguo. There is an endless sea of Xiuzhen blood

All memories have a tendency to dissipate at this moment, becoming more and more blurred, as if they are going to be buried in this long river.

This procedure. It is called Daoruo Oblivion.

This technique can destroy people's deeds, destroy people's lives, and destroy people's memories. Destroy the enemy and save a qiē in this world.

Let an indelible thing, if it is annihilated, if it dissipates. Eternal burial

Ning Fan's memory became more and more blurred, his memory seemed to be hollowed out by some force, gradually, he forgot the voice of his parents, forgot the old devil's chrysanthemum-like smiling face, forgot Qimei's snow, and gradually, he couldn't even remember the appearance of the paper crane.

Who is the paper crane and where is the seven plums

I, who am I

"Three breaths, if you don't make a move, this son will really be trapped in the Annihilation Technique, even the immortal emperor can trap the magic power, how can this son be broken, what is his cultivation. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity, he doesn't seem to be able to make a voice to ask me for help, so I can only take the initiative to save him. Lost"

Losing a chance to paralyze your face and beg for mercy in vain, can you not lose?

The eyeball monster muttered dissatisfiedly, and was about to urge the deceptive formation, when his eyes were suddenly startled.

But when I saw the night that covered the heavens and the earth, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared, like a bright crack, torn apart from the night.

The light appeared only for a moment, and was soon swallowed up by the night. However, the eyeball monster still couldn't hide its shock.

Gradually, more and more light began to tear through the night, only to be swallowed up by the night again.

"This son didn't completely lose consciousness in the Annihilation Technique, he can still fight against this technique!" The eyeball monster hesitated, he was hesitating whether to immediately urge the Heaven Deception Formation, or whether to give Ning Fan a chance to try to crack the seventh loss.

At this moment, in the endless dark night, Ning Fan's voice suddenly sounded, with a sense of determination.

"I don't care who you are, but please don't disturb me. ”

"This river has taken away my memory, and now, I want to take it back!"

Ning Fan actually spoke up to stop the eyeball monster's act of urging the formation!

At this moment, he is deep in the long river, standing on the crumbling real bridge.

I have no memory, I forgot that I was crossing the seventh loss, and my expression was as cold as ice that did not melt for three winters.

The ghost face had long since folded away automatically, revealing a young face that was reflected in the dark river water, looking at himself with the same blankness.

Then, the water waves, and the reflection dissipated

"I lost part of my memory, but I remember, this is my real bridge. ”

In those scenes, countless female cultivators insulted themselves, only a stupid girl ran to hand her a steamed bun and a jade lock

"This woman is a little familiar, I should know her, but I can't remember who she is. ”

More pictures appeared in front of him, and Ning Fan's expression became colder and colder.

He didn't remember that he was in the seventh loss.

But he did not allow the waters of this long river to take away his memory.

He wants, take it back!

No one is allowed to take away his memory!

In the fourth breath, the real bridge under Ning Fan's feet kept making clicking sounds, and the cracks were dense, and his real bridge was about to collapse!

The eyeball monster hesitated unprecedentedly, it was already the fourth breath, Ning Fan was really going to have an accident in the seventh loss, he had to save Ning Fan, Ning Fan couldn't die, who would help him kill Yin Mo if he died!

But, Ning Fan said again, don't let him disturb uh, Ning Fan has lost his memory and is unconscious, most of him is talking nonsense.

Whatever he does, save that stinky boy first!

He was about to urge the Heaven Deception Formation when suddenly the entire night began to collapse in large areas.

Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock.

Ning Fan didn't seem to see the real bridge that collapsed under his feet, he forgot a lot of things, but he still remembered the mountain and sea spell.

He forgot that this was his seventh loss, but he could feel the frantic flow of life in his body.

Raise your hand and grab it at the river. A large area of river water was forcibly ingested into his body.

"Resistance, useless" On the long river, the shadow of Tagu silently watched the qiē that happened under the river.

He knew that Ning Fan was rebelling against his Annihilation Technique, but he didn't think that Ning Fan could resist it.

Throughout the ages, there have been many immortal emperors who have died under this technique, but to Tagu's surprise, Ning Fan is just a mere cross-truth, and his true bridge has survived in the river and has not collapsed.

If it's an ordinary crossing. I'm afraid that as soon as I enter this river, it will be wiped out.

The real bridge of this son seems to be a little extraordinary, oh, it turns out that this son is cultivating the Tao.

What about the monks, it's not that he hasn't killed the monks.

Although the monks of the Dao are persistent, they can survive in this long river of annihilation for a longer time, but this is only the time.

This sub. Can't get through the seventh loss!

The fifth breath!

An undercurrent suddenly formed in the river, rushing towards the real bridge at Ning Fan's feet, trying to wash away Ning Fan's real bridge.

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves and made a move, and the clutch sword was already in his hand. The undercurrent towards the front is a split, splitting the undercurrent in two.

The real bridge was temporarily saved, but the clutch sword was in the moment of impact with the undercurrent. It was melted away by the undercurrent.

This sword was destroyed by the undercurrent!

destroyed the clutch sword, but Ning Fan didn't have any distressed look. The only thing that hurts is the little sword spirit in the sword bag.

What a good sword, just ruined

A few little girls were babbling and seemed to be saying something, but all the words were drowned in the river and could not be heard clearly.

Ning Fan only glanced at the broken sword, and his gaze was even colder.

This sword is ruined, but his memory must be reclaimed!

Collapse!

Ning Fan drank out a word, directly sacrificed the broken clutch sword, and suddenly pinched a trick.

In the next moment, the dignified clutch sword of the Twelve Nirvana grades was directly detonated by Ning Fan ruthlessly, and the fluctuation of the magic weapon explosion immediately blew a gap in the entire bottom of the river.

"It's not enough, it's just twelve nirvana magic weapons, and you can't break this technique. Tagu shook his head disappreciably, and for the next moment, for the first time, he showed a look of emotion.

At the bottom of the long river, Ning Fan shot like lightning, sacrificed one magic weapon after another, and blew himself up mercilessly.

The demon ruler, the seven-star lamp, the burning fan, and the twelve nirvana weapons were exploded by Ning Fan without pity.

More magic weapons were taken out of the storage bag by Ning Fan and exploded one by one. Many magic weapons are stained with blood, and Ning Fan came from killing people and taking treasures.

That's too much, that's the wealth that Ning Fan has accumulated by killing countless people along the way.

Even Tagu was a little moved, although the young man in front of him was not highly cultivated, this killing was quite amazing.

But, it's still not enough!, Tagu shook his head slightly.

Ning Fan showed a look of satisfaction, and his eyes flashed with green light.

His cultivation may not be as good as the seventh-generation barbarian god Tagu, but his celestial eyesight is definitely not comparable to Tagu during his lifetime.

That was the eyesight of the second realm of heaven and man, and even Tagu did not break through to the second realm of heaven and man.

Therefore, in Ning Fan's eyes, this long river has three weak points, which he can see, but Tagu can't see it.

After he detonated countless magic weapons, the entire long river had begun to be unstable. He could see this, and neither could Tagu.

He didn't want to break this technique, he just wanted this technique to loosen for a moment!

"My cultivation is not as good as yours, but you are not allowed to take away my memory!"

"Whoever you are, if you take away my memory, you need to return it!"

Ning Fan jumped up from the real bridge suddenly, and in front of his eyes, there were once again broken scenes of the Huanhe Sect.

He didn't remember who that girl was, he only knew that his determination at the moment was to take it back!

Sixth, at this moment when the long river was unstable, Ning Fan was like a detached arrow shadow, rushing out towards the top of the long river.

Before, he couldn't move an inch in the long river, but now he can move!

Tagu was surprised, he couldn't have imagined that a mere junior Duzhen could make a little mistake in his supernatural powers.

Just as he was about to make up for it, Ning Fan had already rushed out of the Black River, turned into a golden light, and rushed towards the Tagu Phantom above the Black River.

"Give back my memories!"

At this moment, the sword light pierced into the Tagu Phantom.

The tide of memories immediately poured back into Ning Fan's mind.

And Tagu's face was unprecedentedly ugly, accompanied by Ning Fan's own memories, and other memories, mixed together, flowing into Ning Fan's mind (to be continued......