Taoist boy Yiqing came from the Xuanwu Star in the Void Realm. Back then, in the Ghost Bird Sect, Ning Fan took the divine refining grass. By accident, he realized the supernatural power of traveling thousands of miles. His spiritual thoughts turned into threads, penetrated the interface, and submerged into the Void Realm. If it hadn't been for the Xuanwu Star If some powerful person takes action, Ning Fan may have his consciousness shattered and be buried in the void...
The Taoist's senior sister who holds the talisman and transmits the message is named Beili...
This place is the sea of clouds, and the three monuments are needed to carve the name. Before carving the name, there are three steps to kill the mortal.
What Ning Fan cares about the most is the black name. For someone as slippery as Lao Mo, his names are all black. This black color must have a special meaning!
"I dare to ask fellow Taoist Yiqing, why are the names of the sacred monuments distinguished by color?"
"To be honest with you fellow Taoist, this color is the luck of the monks... Ordinary monks, who kill mortals and transform into gods, cannot see the luck, so the names engraved on them are often the first five colors. If there are people with amazing skills, they can recognize the luck. If you have the color of luck, you can be given the art of "condensing luck into a pen", condensing the "pen of luck", and carving a blue or even purple name on the Taoist tablet. Once the name is successfully carved, the monk's luck will be blessed by the Taoist tablet. , if it is purple, then the success rate of this monk to become an immortal is at least 10% higher than that of ordinary people!"
One percent! This chance is extremely terrifying for the one in ten thousand chance of becoming an immortal.
In Yiqing's view, Ning Fan can identify luck. If he condenses his luck, he can at least engrave a blue name and upgrade his luck to blue luck.
When you transform into a god, you have blue luck. If you have the chance, you may be able to upgrade your luck to purple step by step.
This person is expected to become an immortal and deserves to be paid attention to! Although they are monks in the lower realm, once they ascend, it is impossible to say that the two of them will still have a connection.
"What does black mean?"
Ning Fan smiled bitterly in his heart, his purple luck was so contrary to the heavens, it was a pity that his luck was already polluted... Fuli Xingxue. The benefits are not small, but the price is self-contamination of luck.
Rumors of black luck. There is no hope of becoming an immortal, but the old devil can become an immortal. Why can't you!
"Black luck, also known as 'no hope of becoming an immortal'... The holder of this kind of luck needs to practice against the heavens. The road to immortality is bumpy, the luck is extremely poor, the catastrophe is extremely strong, and the chance of becoming an immortal is extremely low... The true devil cultivates against the will. Even if it is difficult to become an immortal, and there is only one person in a million who can become an immortal by practicing the reverse cultivation of black luck...Don't forget that Taoist friends cannot obtain this luck. Even if you have the ability, I do not recommend that you Taoist friends carve out a black name..."
A Taoist boy gave me some kind words and advice. But unfortunately, Ning Fan's luck is nothing but black. I really can't carve other colors.
Ning Fan's mind was racing. From various indications, the transformation of demons mentioned by Dongxu probably meant inscribing demonic luck with the pen of luck.
Help Li to wake up the blood. The fate has been darkened, the fate has changed, and the devil's fate is doomed...
Demonic destiny cannot be changed and does not need to be changed. Therefore, what should be considered is the three steps of killing mortals.
"Three steps to kill Fan, what three steps for that?" Ning Fan asked.
"Haha, fellow Taoist engraving and destiny need to be handled by Senior Sister Beili. I can't make the decision. But for the three steps of killing the mortals, I can take fellow Taoist there. These three steps are a little difficult for ordinary people, but they are not too big. But for fellow Taoists, it must be a piece of cake... The first step is the 'Ten-step Bridge'. Every ten steps is an illusion. Don't look back. Cross the bridge in a hundred steps, and you will be a stranger in the past. It is said that this bridge was built by the Immortal Emperor Li Dao. Those who cross this bridge will benefit a lot from the monk's state of mind."
"Ordinary monks can take fifteen steps in one day, and they can complete this bridge in seven days. And the illusion of this bridge uses seven as the ladder. In the first seven days, the illusion intensifies, and the transformed spirit cannot escape. On the fourteenth day, the refining Xues can also be bewitched. On the twenty-first day, there are dangers in breaking the void... There was once a master of breaking the void who wanted to use the Ten-step Bridge to fight against mental illusions and temper his state of mind. As a result, he stayed at the Ten-step Bridge for more than twenty-one days. On the twenty-second day, it was difficult for him to walk out of the bridge. In the end, he was swallowed up by the illusion... He died..."
Yiqing introduced him and led Ning Fan through the sea of clouds to a bridge of clouds and mist.
There is a monument beside the bridge called "Ten Steps". There is an abyss under the bridge, which is immeasurably deep. The bridge is covered by purple mist, and that purple mist can evolve into many illusions.
"Is this the Ten-step Bridge? Every ten steps is an illusion. Don't look back... Is this a farewell to the past?"
Ning Fan stood by the bridge monument, suddenly startled in his eyes.
The handwriting of the word '十steps' is very familiar...he recognizes it!
This handwriting is almost the same as the handwriting that says 'send you to death'!
"This Ten-step Bridge was actually built by a peerless true immortal who wrote unknown ancient scrolls!"
Ning Fan couldn't help but be shocked. According to Tao Tong Yiqing, this ten-step bridge was erected by the Immortal Emperor of the ancient times. So, if the person who built the bridge and the person who wrote the unknown ancient scroll are the same person, then the four words "send you to death" were created by the Immortal Emperor. Write it!
The Ancient Immortal Emperor, this person is the teacher of the ancient emperor and the master of billions of worlds. The authentic work of such a master actually falls into his own hands...
"I wonder if I can use the money I earned from selling those four characters to buy a Rain World..."
Ning Fan slowly put away his expression.
"Fellow Taoist, please climb the bridge and kill the mortals!" Yiqing Taoist boy said loudly, and in the thick purple mist on the bridge, a path emerged for people to climb the bridge.
At this moment when the purple mist dispersed, Ning Fan saw the right opportunity and climbed onto the bridge in one step!
Standing on the cloud bridge, the purple mist healed, and Ning Fan suddenly felt a huge celestial power pressing down on him, like countless mountains being carried on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to move even half a step.
The power of the Immortal Emperor! Under this pressure, both the Immortal Emperor and the mortals could only feel that they could not move even an inch!
After trying hard to no avail, Ning Fan closed his eyes and stopped moving forward.
The power of the late stage of divine transformation is covered with blood, covering the whole body.
The moment the blood glow appeared, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, broke away from the immortal power, and took the first step!
Yiqing Taoist boy's expression changed, and he was secretly surprised.
If he sensed it correctly, although Ning Fan had not yet transformed into a god, his pressure was already at the late stage of god transformation, and he was not weaker than himself!
"Everything is said to be difficult at the beginning. The first step is often the most difficult step for a monk to take. People with ordinary qualifications will be stuck in this first step for several hours or even days. But like this boy, The person who takes the first step on the bridge within ten breaths. In the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm, among the billions of heroes who have transformed into gods, no more than one hundred thousand people can do it! But I don’t know that after this person takes the first step, he can do it in one breath , walk a few steps..."
Yiqing narrowed his eyes, and under his gaze, Ning Fan clicked on his toes and took a full nine steps in the blink of an eye.
With each step, the force of the force becomes a sword, and the sword of force blocks the power of the immortal. For these nine steps, ask yourself clearly. Only after you break through to the late stage of divine transformation can you step out!
"Nine steps make a sword, completed in one breath. If this boy takes the first ten steps in one breath, he summons the first illusion. Among the billions of gods in the four-day immortal world, he can rank more than 10,000..."
Nine steps was already the limit of Ning Fan's nine steps in the sky. After nine steps, the power of the sword reached its peak and plummeted, showing heavy immortal power. Ning Fan could hardly breathe, let alone take the tenth step.
The Tao boy's words fell into Ning Fan's ears, and they were clearly compliments. But Ning Fan felt harsh.
Even if he succeeds in one go and takes the tenth step, can he only be regarded as having the strength of ten thousand gods in the four heavens... The descendants of gods and demons in the four worlds of immortality, young heroes, so many...
"Ten thousand people are not enough! When Master was here, how many more people did he get...I don't know. But it's definitely not, 10,000 people!"
The blood-colored coercion shook violently, slightly dissipating the purple mist immortal power, and Ning Fan took a decisive step forward and took the tenth step.
Take the tenth step forcefully. Immortal power shook, and he felt a sweetness in his throat, almost wanting to cough up blood.
But he refused to cough or swallow this reverse blood. Once he coughed up blood, his strength would collapse, and the tenth step would be his limit.
"Sure enough, this child takes ten steps in one breath! Ten steps and one illusion. Here, this child will face the first mundane illusion. The first illusion often represents the child's first mortal enemy, but he doesn't know that this first death Qiu, what kind of cultivation will it be..."
After ten steps, a black-robed monk slowly appeared in front of Ning Fan. The seven of them had indifferent expressions and young faces, but their voices were hoarse and old. They were in the late stage of Fusion Spirit.
Wu Nannan, the elder of Tianli Sect's outer sect, captured the paper crane into Hehuan Sect and wanted to use it as a cauldron!
The first person Ning Fan killed with his own hands!
The Taoist boy's eyes were moved, and he lost his voice and said, "This son's first enemy is actually a late-stage Rong Ling..."
He was moved not because of how high his cultivation level was in the later stages of Rong Ling, but because as his first enemy, his cultivation level was indeed not low.
No matter how strong a monk is, he starts his training as an ordinary person. The first person a monk kills is usually a mortal, or a junior with Pimai... The first enemy is Rong Ling. If Ning Fan hadn't practiced Rong Ling, he would not have committed the murder. , just when he was cultivating, he pointed the sword edge at Rong Ling...
"It is not difficult for this boy to break this illusion, but I don't know if he can continue to take the eleventh step. If he can, he can be listed among the top nine thousand gods in the four heavens... But, he should do No way, on the tenth step just now, he was so reluctant that he almost coughed up blood..."
Ning Fan's eyes fell on Wu Southeast, a cold light flickering in his eyes.
That Wu Southeast was obviously an illusion, but it was extremely realistic.
Even facing Ning Fan, he looked ferocious and said harsh words.
"Ning Fan, how dare you kill me, how dare you kill me! If my Tianli Sect Wuxie master knows about this matter, you will die!"
Wu Southeast's harsh words were calmed down, and his mind gradually became clearer.
Only then did he notice that he seemed to have been dead for a long time. During this period, Ning Fan was no longer the fifth-level Pimai junior who killed him back then!
The Ning Fan in front of him had an unattainable aura, just like an insurmountable mountain. However, because he was so close to the Incarnation God, his aura was almost invisible, so when Wu Southeast saw Ning Fan for the first time, he still didn't realize how powerful this person was.
But as the cold light rose in Ning Fan's eyes, the pressure was unreserved!
The coercion of the late stage of divine transformation fell on Wu Southeast's illusory purple mist body, making him feel a creepy feeling in his heart.
"What kind of cultivation is this! Golden elixir?! No, no one in Yue Kingdom's golden elixir has such pressure...could it be the legendary Yuanying stage? Yes, it must be the Yuanying stage! But, this How is it possible, how can an ant like Ning Fan become a Nascent Soul? This is impossible!"
For Wu Southeast, the Nascent Soul stage is the realm of legend.
But when Ning Fan's blood-red coercion suppressed him, Wu Nannan was horrified to find that the other party's mere pressure caused his purple mist body to collapse! Immortal veins, shattered inch by inch! The sea of consciousness turned into nothing! It was as if all the Tao thoughts in his life were annihilated under the pressure of Ning Fan!
"This is the power of the late stage of becoming a god...Wu Nannan, when you murdered Zhihe, this revenge will cost you life and death, and I will not forget it...even to death!"
Shocked by the pressure, Wu Southeast's body collapsed, leaving only one head, which fell on the bridge and looked at Ning Fan in disbelief.
This illusion is called illusion, but there is truth in the illusion. This is the method of the Immortal Emperor. The truth and emptiness are only in a thought!
"Late stage of divine transformation, late stage of divine transformation..." Wu Southeast was stunned. This word of divine transformation was countless times more powerful than Yuanying. To him, it was a legend among legends.
Ning Fan takes the eleventh step!
With this step, his black hair grew longer, his white clothes turned pure black, and lines appeared on the left side of his face.
With one step, Wu Southeast's head was crushed!
Immediately the pace continued. Lifting the weight as lightly as possible, take the twelfth, thirteenth step!
Ning Fan has been cultivating to this day. He created two techniques of his own, one is nine steps to the sky. The second is the ink flow distraction technique.
The eleventh step is not the end, no!
As soon as the Taoist boy cleared his mind, his eyes were shocked. If he saw it correctly, Ning Fan's method of turning into a black ink shadow was actually the Void-shattering magical power. The art of incarnation!
With the blessing of the art of incarnation, Ning Fan easily reached the nineteenth step, and took one step to reach the twentieth step.
"Take twenty steps in one breath. Once this person transforms into a god, it will definitely not be difficult to rank among the top five thousand among the four gods! The second illusion, generally speaking, is what the monk wants to kill the most in his life, but... The person who has not been killed...I don’t know what kind of cultivation this person’s enemy will be..."
As soon as Yi Qing finished speaking, his eyes were shocked.
In front of Ning Fan, the purple mist condensed was actually a huge black-armored giant. Exuding the astonishing aura of the fifth level of Broken Void.
"Fifth level of Shattering Void, Nirvana Demonic Vein! The one who must kill this son is actually such a master!"
Facing the gigantic body of a giant, Ning Fan was as small as an ant.
It's just that this ant has a body, but its eyes are stern and fearless, looking up at the giant.
"Han Nietian!"
"Bold! Is this the emperor's name that you, a little ant, can call you! Just wait, the hundred-year period is coming soon, your master will die, and you will not escape death! The ancient demonic path, broken bones into soldiers !”
The black-armored giant bit off a finger, and strangely no blood came out.
A little finger is a small mountain, and the finger bones turn into black light, transforming into a hundred thousand demon soldiers, all of them extremely vicious and possessing the peak strength of the golden elixir.
One hundred thousand demon soldiers wanted to merge with each other, but Ning Fan bent his palm and grabbed it. The clouds, sea and sunlight were all caught in his palm and turned into a bright golden spear.
"In the ancient demonic way, bones can be broken into soldiers... One hundred thousand golden elixirs, combined with one thousand Nascent Souls, can transform into gods by combining ten gods into one. You can reach the peak of god transformation... Before your bone soldiers are combined, this technique can break !”
With a clap of his palm, the golden spear was like an aurora, piercing into one hundred thousand demon soldiers, turning into a shadow of the sun, and exploding!
This is the Liri Spear, a mid-level magic spell. It was Ning Fan's first time to use it, and the spear body condensed in front of him.
With the force of this spear, one hundred thousand golden elixir bone soldiers were all seriously injured.
Under the sweep of the sword thought, Mo Ying attacked, and hundreds of thousands of bone soldiers died one after another!
"You false Nirvana emperor, get out of here!"
Ning Fan's gaze seemed to be filled with divine power. Under his gaze, the black-armored giant shattered into pieces.
In the illusion, there is reality and reality. If Wu Dongnan leans towards the reality, then the Nirvana Emperor will appear before he is dead, and it will naturally be virtual...
Yi Qing was dumbfounded. Generally, if a cultivator encounters a second illusion of a Master of Shattering Void, he will have to wait for a day. After one day, the illusion will dissipate and the purple mist will lighten. You can continue to move forward without looking back...
How can anyone seriously use magic to kill phantoms or shatter phantoms with one glance?
"It seems that I underestimated this boy... This boy definitely has the strength to walk across the Ten-step Bridge. In the four-day immortal world, he can be ranked within a thousand among the gods... The reason why he is only a thousand people is because of this boy His cultivation level is still low. Once he reaches the middle stage of becoming a god, he will definitely be ranked in the top five hundred. If he is in the late stage of becoming a god, he will be in the top hundred. If he is in the peak stage of becoming a god, he will be in the top fifty... I will never be wrong. This boy, He’s a genius!”
Twenty-one steps, twenty-two steps...thirty steps.
Ning Fan discovered that as long as this energy lasted, the purple mist illusion was an excellent mental nourishment for him.
After just destroying two illusions, his state of mind has reached the early stage of becoming a god.
Forty steps, fifty steps...ninety steps, former enemies and former friends emerged one after another. In the end, Ning Fan's adoptive father Ning Daniu even appeared when he was in the Wu Kingdom. Behind Ning Fan, he called at the top of his lungs, but Ning Fan, never look back. Ning Daniu, his adoptive father, has both kindness and enmity. It is difficult to distinguish between grudges and grudges, but it is not qualified enough to allow him to stay.
At the ninety-ninth step, Ning Fan stopped.
Ning Fan relied on the power of his incarnation to walk across the Ten-step Bridge, but when he was about to take the hundredth step, he paused slightly.
Before taking the next step, he suddenly felt a warm and nostalgic feeling.
Ten-step bridge, this last step, what illusion will appear.
From beginning to end, Ning Fan never stopped, let alone looked back.
But after taking the hundredth step, he suddenly paused,
He vaguely felt that after taking this step, the purple mist behind him transformed into a woman. She stretched out her arm with light yellow sleeves, gently leaned behind her, held her neck, and called out weakly,
"Baby, my...baby...remember...your surname is Yun, don't hate daddy, he just forgot us...when he remembers you. He will come here as promised and take you home..."
The moment this voice sounded, Ning Fan's heart was filled with thoughts. It's like a string has broken.
"This voice sounds so familiar...yes, mother..."
After the hundredth step, he could have left the Ten-step Bridge in one step and completed the first step of killing the mortal.
But Ning Fan did not leave, but turned around slightly and looked back.
Outside Shibu Bridge. Taoist boy's complexion changed drastically, whether he was a mortal or Suixu, he was on the Shibu Bridge. Never look back.
Once you look back, you will be invaded by the purple mist, be fascinated by the illusion, sink into the illusion, and finally be swallowed by the purple mist.
"Friend Daoist Ning. Don't look back, no!"
After all, it was too late for Yi Qing's voice.
But after Ning Fan turned around, his eyes showed no expression of confusion or confusion at all.
He looked back. However, there is no illusion of sinking... How is this possible!
"Since ancient times, on the Ten-step Bridge, no one can turn back without getting lost... Could this boy be the first?! How did he do it!"
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On the Ten-step Bridge, Ning Fan turned around slightly and looked at the haggard-looking gentle woman in front of him, feeling warm in his heart.
This woman, dressed in light yellow, seemed to be in her mid-20s, but she looked vaguely familiar to Ning Fan.
In Yun Ruowei's dream, she once saw a woman in a yellow shirt who looked similar to her. The only difference was that the woman in front of her was a mother.
"My child, my child..." The woman stroked Ning Fan's head lovingly, her eyes filled with relief.
Ning Fan slowly closed his eyes and smiled.
"Is this my Ning Fan's mother..."
Having no father or mother made Ning Fan strong since he was a child, but there was always a flaw in his heart.
The lack of tenderness was made up for by his younger brother Ning Gu, his master Lao Mo, and his wife Zhihe. But making up for it is still making up. If you have never experienced the strictness of your father and the kindness of your mother, you can't talk about Zhanfan.
"Mom, are you still alive... It's great. Does this mean that one day, I can still see my parents..."
Ning Fan pointed his finger without using any magic power, but the woman in yellow clothes turned into purple mist and collapsed.
This illusion, like Emperor Nirvana, tends to be false. The reason must be because my mother is still alive and living somewhere...
"I used to hate practicing Taoism, but if I didn't practice Taoism, I would never be able to climb the sea of clouds, step on the Ten-step Bridge, and discover the fact that my mother is alive..."
"So, cultivating the Tao is right, so I should kill the mortals... The word "kill the mortals" does not mean to cut off the worldly ties in the heart, but to cut off the fragile heart of ordinary people... In cultivation, what you cultivate is not magic power, but a heart A strong heart.”
"On the Ten-step Bridge, if you don't look back, you won't have to struggle. If you look back, but don't cut off your small self, you will sink into an illusion and be swallowed up by the purple mist of the monument... The reason why I turned back is that I was not swallowed up by the purple mist. Swallow, because there was no confusion in my heart. The moment I heard this voice, I firmly decided to look back and see what my mother looked like..."
"The world has misunderstood the word "Zhan Fan"!
Ning Fan turned around and stepped out of the Ten-step Bridge.
His every word and action turned into waves in the eyes of the Taoist boy.
Insightful!
This theory of cutting down the mortal world is simply unprecedented and unprecedented.
Everyone in the world wants to cut off the mundane world by cutting off the mortal world. However, everyone does not know that the word "Fan" refers to themselves...
"Congratulations to Brother Ning for passing the first step of slaying the mortal world! Yiqing dares to say that if Brother Ning were born in the fourth day, I am afraid that among all the talents in the world, there will be no more than ten people who can match Brother Ning's talent! Even if he was born in the lower realm , but with Brother Ning’s strong Taoist heart and not being confused by the mortal world, it is only a matter of time before he ascends to the four-day world. Yiqing will be in the four-day fairy world, waiting for the day when Brother Ning ascends. On that day, there will be no distant!"
"You're welcome... Please take Ning, fellow Taoist, directly to the second step of killing the mortals!"
Before the two of them could move, there was a purple sword light in the sea of clouds, with the shadow of glazed glass, flying towards them, floating away from the dust.
Above the glazed sword shadow, there is a beautiful purple shadow, wearing a small coat and a blouse, and soft shoes with fragrant smell, looking at Ning Fan with brilliant colors.
"What a theory of slaying mortals... Bei Li asked himself that he has seen many outstanding kings and grandsons, but this is the first time he has seen one who can turn back on the Shibu Bridge like the young master..."
A ray of purple smoke came closer from afar, she sheathed her sword and appeared, but it was a pretty and lovely female cultivator in purple clothes.
The pale lips are lightly opened, the lotus steps are moved lightly, and the fragrant wind blows.
His eyes are cold and without any words, he makes people feel isolated from the world.
On the forehead, there are two purple stars. Between his brows, he vaguely resembles Bei Xiaoman...
"Beili of the Palace of Relics, pay my respects to the young master..."
The woman in purple didn't bow down to give him a blessing, but instead gave her a hug with a pink fist in a heroic manner.
The half-step cultivation of the void makes it possible for every step to be filled with the power of the void. This woman is not far away from breaking through the Void Refining...
Ning Fan clasped his fists in return, but was startled.
This woman is from the Relic Palace, her surname is Bei. Could it be that she is Bei Xiaoman's sister...
Bei Xiaoman is the fourth young lady of the Palace of Relics, and this Bei Li is also the fourth young lady...
Wei Wucha put Yuan Yaoyu into his storage bag. If this woman was really Bei Xiaoman's sister, and she saw Yuan Yaoyu, he would probably be in trouble.
And if this polite woman is really Bei Xiaoman's sister, then Ning Fan would be surprised that they are both sisters, how can one be so unruly and the other so knowledgeable.
"The second step of killing the mortal is to 'strike the bell and ask questions', ring the bell of reincarnation, and clarify the thoughts of the ordinary in the heart... Ordinary monks can ring the bell of reincarnation at most three times when they transform into gods. When Beili transformed into gods, he rang the bell together. Ring 11 times... I wonder how many times you can ring..."
Bei Li was full of energy and did not look down upon Ning Fan at all because of his humble status as a monk in the lower realm.
In her opinion, the more humble a monk is, the more charming he is...
Ning Fan secretly urged the whispering technique...
This girl is indeed Bei Xiaoman's sister, the third lady of the Palace of Relics, the 'Purple Green Sword' Beili!
Compared with Bei Xiaoman, he is ten times gentler, at least!
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