Ning Fan used a movement technique to bring Yun Ruowei and Ning Qingqing back to Haining.
He has long been accustomed to smiling, and no matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, he has never lost his smile.
Laughter is an attitude, it has nothing to do with mood... But today I can't laugh anymore, even if I try to pretend.
"Miss Yun, if you encounter difficulties in cultivating the alliance in the southeast in the future, you can come to Qimei for help at any time. Miss Qing, during Ning's lifetime, the Haining Ning family will continue to prosper. You can rest assured about this..."
After saying that, he turned around and left a little desolately.
Ning Qingqing had something to ask, but she couldn't say it.
Yun Ruowei originally wanted to ask Ning Fan for the blue jade, but when she saw Ning Fan's shabby back, she couldn't ask for it.
There seemed to be an illusion in my heart that this jade book should be handed over to him for safekeeping, and no one could replace it...
"Why is he so sad..." Yun Ruowei doesn't understand, and neither does Ning Qingqing.
No one will understand...
Ning Fan returned to Qimei on the escape light. Three days later, he received the sound-transmitting flying sword from the Endless Sea.
After listening to the message, he didn't say much, separated his soul and entered the imperial tomb, helping the long-awaited Ancestor Dongxu to break through the refining stage.
Ancestor Dongxu hadn't seen Ning Fan for a long time and wanted to make a few jokes, but when he saw Ning Fan's lonely back, all his jokes turned into sighs.
One month later, with the help of Ning Fan, Patriarch Dongxu successfully broke through the bottleneck of Xu refining. He only needed to leave the imperial tomb and return to Dongxu Island for a long retreat to become a Xu refining monk.
With everything settled, Ning Fan left Qimei City alone and fled towards Zhongzhou.
Xiao Diao stayed in Qimei. After all, her injury had not healed. With her and Ming Luo protecting Qimei, they could withstand even the Nirvana Emperor's personal visit.
Ning Fan walked out of the mountains and rivers of Wuyue alone and traveled through the four countries. I walked through foreign lands and repairing countries that I had never visited before.
All the way north, sometimes flying and sometimes walking. Sometimes we stop and go, sometimes we stop deep in the mountains and wild ridges. Look at the fields of blooming mountain flowers... In one month, I don’t know how many cultivation countries I traveled through...
He accidentally entered a demon tiger's lair, and a young tiger bared its teeth and rushed towards him regardless of the height or height of the place.
His momentum spread out slightly, frightening the young tiger to the ground.
He raised his finger to kill the young tiger, but a black tiger stopped him and knelt down in front of the young tiger humanely. His eyes showed despair and pleading, and he kept kowtowing to Ning Fan.
This is a tigress, perhaps the mother of the cub...
Ning Fan sighed, and for a moment, he had no killing intention. Escape and leave.
It was raining at dusk, and he stood on the bank of an unknown river, watching the duckweeds in the river being scattered by the rain.
The mayfly that originally stayed on the duckweed immediately jumped and flew away, leaving the scattered duckweed. Find your next place to stay.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and gradually became as dense as a curtain, making it difficult to see the other side of the river. Finally, it rained heavily like a basin.
Lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder roared endlessly.
Ning Fan's clothes were all wet. The autumn wind blew by, making it slightly chilly, and the blue jade on the neck felt even colder. He closed his eyes and sighed with a lonely expression.
"Who is it that says heaven and earth are unkind? If heaven and earth are unkind, why were you born in heaven and earth... Those who are unkind in their hearts will see heaven and earth as unkind..."
"Who said that love must be eradicated? If all emotion and thoughts are extinguished, what will be left at the end of the road..."
"I cultivate demons, not to hate the world, but to break the prison and keep the warmth behind me...I kill people, not for wealth, but just for a thought and a meal...I don't kill, not because I am good. .I kill, not because I am evil, there are always too many things in this world that I can’t do anything about..."
"I thought I had no father or mother, how ridiculous! If I had no mother, I should have died thousands of years ago... Every drop of blood in my body does not belong to me... And I can't find her. ..”
"It's not that duckweed doesn't want to take root, it's just that mayflies are powerless..."
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stood alone in the dusk rain. His fists were clenched, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and blood was flowing.
"sorry..."
For a long time, the rain didn't stop, and it was still raining like a waterfall.
Ning Fan left the riverside and walked slowly upstream along the river. A few days later, a small monk town appeared in front of him.
This cultivation country is called Zhao State, which is a lower-level cultivation country. The city is called Zhuque City, and there is only one Jindan Patriarch in charge.
Although Zhao State is not powerful, it is close to the border of the southeastern continent and adjacent to Zhongzhou, so many strong people from Zhongzhou pass through here.
The heavy rain in the city was like a waterfall, and many practitioners hurriedly walked by wearing raincoats.
When Ning Fan walked into the city, no one knew about his cultivation. The passers-by only knew that he was a low-level monk.
One by one, the old monsters of Rong Ling and Jin Dan entered Suzaku City and were treated respectfully by the monks guarding the city.
If it is Nascent Soul, it will be a grand courtesy. If the person transforming into a god does not show his cultivation, then the monks guarding the city will not see that the other party is powerful, but will not be respectful to him.
Such was the world, Ning Fan didn't care about the attitude of the monks guarding the city and walked towards a wine shop in the city called Luoyunju.
All the way to the border of Zhongzhou, his mood gradually calmed down from sadness, and he just wanted to get drunk and regain his demonic heart.
To die from alcohol is to be drunk. Born in wine, one wakes up. Wine can intoxicate or awaken people's hearts, and this is how it should be in the world.
Outside the wine shop, several big men with Pulse Pulse cultivation wearing bamboo hats and raincoats were guarding the door. When they saw Ning Fan entering the shop, they said coldly.
"My friend, the drinks in our store are expensive, and those who don't have enough immortal jade are not allowed to enter."
"It doesn't matter, Ning's immortal jade should be enough." Ning Fan walked around several big men and walked into the store.
In the wine shop, most of the Pimai monks were drinking. The seats were full, and there was only one seat by the window, which was unoccupied because of the rain. Occasionally, there were a few Fusion Spirit old monsters, each occupying the huge empty table, savoring the wine, but no one dared to share the table with these old monsters.
As monks, few people get wet in the rain. Every Pulse Pulse monk in the wine shop has dry clothes. Even if someone does get wet occasionally, their clothes have already been dried by magic.
Ning Fan was the first person to get wet all over. Everyone just said that Ning Fan's magic power was low and he could not use his magic power to evaporate the rain.
When several young monks saw Ning Fan's embarrassed appearance, they burst out laughing and said mockingly, "Since this little brother is soaked all over, he might as well sit in the window seat. He won't get wet anyway."
"That makes sense."
Ning Fan walked towards the window and sat down, letting the light rain fall on him. There is nothing unpleasant about it.
"Haha, he still makes sense!" Several monks laughed, seeing that Ning Fan ignored them. He gradually became bored and ignored Ning Fan.
Paid the fairy jade. After serving the spirit wine, Ning Fan drank by himself, occasionally looking at the rain outside the window. Everything in this wine shop had nothing to do with him.
He looked at the continuous autumn rain. Gradually, what he saw in front of him was no longer the rain, but the past and memories he had traveled along the way.
There were a lot of feelings in his heart. Thinking deeply.
The rain is real, and the memories are virtual... Peep into the virtual to see whether the virtual is virtual, ask about the virtual to see whether the virtual is virtual, and rush into the virtual to see whether the virtual is virtual. Too virtual to see reality becomes virtual.
If it's time to break the void, I'm afraid the void can be shattered. The reality and void can only be separated by a thought...
"Is this the Avenue of the Void..." Ning Fan raised the wine jar and took a sip, his traces of sadness diluted by the rain and the wine.
“Good wine!”
Ning Fan's voice of approval. It immediately caused many drinkers in the wine shop to laugh.
"Haha, does this kid know anything about wine? Luoyunju's spiritual wine is always mixed with water, so how can it be considered a good wine! This kid doesn't understand wine, but he still praises wine. It's really funny!"
"If we talk about the good wine in Zhuque City, it must be the wine from Zuique Tower... Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's the real good wine, but the price is ten times more expensive than the one in Luoyunju... Hey, let's wait for Pimai The monks can only barely drink the wine mixed with water in Luoyunju."
Ning Fan still drank by himself, ignoring these low-level monks. In his eyes, these Pulsating Meridian Spirits were no different from ordinary people, and there was no need to gain their approval.
Whether a wine is good or not depends not only on its alcohol content, but also on its taste. If it can dilute one's sadness, then the wine is naturally good.
No one agreed with Ning Fan's words. Only a hearty laugh sounded from a distance outside the wine shop, "Haha, I thought I was the only one who thought Luoyunju's drinks were good. It turns out I have a confidant. It's such a joy in my life. It suddenly dawned on me." !”
The laughter was still echoing in the distance. In an instant, a big man wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat entered the wine shop.
"Grandma, it rained really hard. I was wearing a hat and raincoat, but I still got wet. Haha, haha..."
The big man laughed heartily, and his whole body exuded the aura of the fifth level of Pimai.
He looked around the wine shop and saw Ning Fan at a glance. Seeing Ning Fan calmly sitting under the rain drinking, he immediately guessed that this person was the one who praised the wine just now.
"Haha, isn't this Madman Wu from Suzaku City? I heard that you went into seclusion three years ago to attack the sixth level of Pipui. How come you still have the aura of the fifth level? Did the breakthrough fail again? Haha!"
"He and I met ten years ago. At that time, he was at the fifth level of Pimai Pulse Level. Ten years later, his cultivation level has not improved even an inch. It seems that he has no chance to break through to the Soul Fusion in this life!"
"Melting spirits? If Madman Wu can melt spirits, I can also form elixirs!"
Countless voices of ridicule came, and it was obvious that most of them knew this big man in a bamboo hat.
The big man didn't care about the people's ridicule, took off his bamboo hat and raincoat, laughed, and walked towards the wine table where Ning Fan was sitting.
Regardless of the wind and rain falling outside the window, he sat down, threw his hat and raincoat aside, and laughed.
"Happy for the rain! The rainy seat by the window is indeed the best seat in this store!"
As soon as the big man said this, countless drinkers immediately sprayed wine and laughed, "Look, Crazy Wu is talking crazy again! Haha!"
Ning Fan raised his eyes and glanced at the big man casually. The calm evil energy in his body trembled slightly, and he felt an extremely strong evil energy from the big man's body.
"Is he at the peak of becoming a god... This person is not far away from refining the void. Although the evil energy in his body is far inferior to mine, it is still quite heavy. He should be an unscrupulous demon cultivator..."
Ning Fan could tell the big man's details with just one glance, but the big man couldn't tell Ning Fan's reality at all. He only said that Ning Fan was a junior Pimai, but he still held his fist politely and said,
"I am Wu Chen, Wu who has no law, Chen who kills people and massacres the city!"
The big man's self-reported name is 'Wucheng'.
But people who know him well know that the big man's name is Wu Chen, and what he says is totally out of character, illiterate and ridiculing.
"Haha, Wu Chen is talking crazy again!"
"Little brother, don't believe him, his Wu is the Wu of Wu Yue, the dust of dust!"
The big man didn't take it seriously at the people's ridicule, so he bent down and gave the shopkeeper some fairy jade, and the shopkeeper immediately served him wine.
The big man picked up the wine jar and drank a full sip. He felt very happy and said, "Good wine, good wine!"
The drinkers naturally laughed at the big man. Just like he laughed at Ning Fan before.
"I haven't asked my little brother for his surname yet."
"Ning Fan."
As soon as the two words "Bian" came out, the entire wine shop immediately fell into silence.
Ning Fan? ! Hou Ningfan in plain clothes? !
Impossible, definitely impossible! There are countless people with the same name in the world. There are tens of thousands of people named Ning Fan in the Rain World. This person definitely cannot be Su Yihou!
Everyone returned to smiling. Continue to drink and not take it seriously.
The big man was also startled, but after a moment he shook his head and laughed, "Brother Ning, your name is so good. It is exactly the same as Su Yihou. I almost scared me to death."
"Is it..."
Ning Fan didn't take it seriously. He continued to drink by himself, with no intention of talking to the big man.
But the big man became interested in Ning Fan. He looked at Ning Fan carefully and suddenly sighed. “There is bereavement in the little brother’s eyes.”
"Oh? Brother Wu knows the art of physiognomy?" Ning Fan was surprised and became somewhat interested in Wu Chen.
"Haha, I know the physiognomy of birds. I just know how to read people's faces. Little brother has no sadness on his face, but there is pain in his heart. I just made a casual guess. Hey, there are not many people like little brother. ...People who cultivate the world are mostly indifferent and selfish. Those who claim to be righteous don't even dare to keep their close relatives in their hearts, and insist on killing their feelings and abandoning the world. Haha, in my opinion, this kind of People are so stupid!"
The big man sighed, stopped smiling, drank a jar of wine in one gulp, bought another jar, drank it all in an instant, and then bought three jars of wine in one gulp.
Ning Fan was startled, and felt that what this big man said was in line with his own feelings. Even though this man's cultivation was not as good as his own, he still looked at him favorably.
After taking a closer look at Wu Chen, he discovered that this person possessed a ray of divine power and should be a master of divination. He was even more optimistic about this person.
"Your Excellency, you might as well guess whether the relatives I grieve for are dead or alive now?" Ning Fan asked politely.
"Live!" Wu Chen said without hesitation.
"Where is she!"
"I don't know... her fate has been changed, I can't see through it. If you force yourself to see it, you will harm yourself..." Wu Chen was still drinking heavily, but after just a few words of conversation, Ning Fan had already concluded that this person's divination talent was astonishing.
Back then, Dongxu could tell that Ning Qian's fate had been changed with the blood of an immortal, but the big man in front of him could only guess the secret of the world with a few words. He was really a man of amazing talent and beauty.
"Ning, I kindly ask my brother to help me calculate a divination!"
"Hey, that's all, let me take a look for you, just one look..." Wu Chen couldn't help but be moved when he saw Ning Fan's sincere eyes. He put down the wine jar, took out twelve empty wine bowls, and arranged them on the table in a certain array.
Immediately he closed his eyes and slapped the wine jar suddenly. The wine flew up on its own and fell into twelve bowls.
"The art of the twelve earthly branches!" Ning Fan was shocked and recognized that Wu Chen was performing a divination art that was lost in ancient times.
Wu Chen had a look of pain on his face, as if it was extremely difficult to divine the secrets.
It's just that Wu Chen's personality means that he will always fulfill his promises. He promised to do fortune-telling for Ning Fan, and he will see it no matter how difficult it is!
"peep!"
Wu Chen read out one word, suddenly opened his eyes, vomited several liters of blood, and passed out.
All the drinkers in the wine shop were stunned, wondering why Wu Chen suddenly fainted.
Ning Fan was startled, flicked his sleeves and popped out an elixir, flicked it into Wu Chen's mouth, and opened it with magic power. It was a sixth-level wound elixir.
As the elixir dissolved, Wu Chen gradually woke up, sat up again, patted his forehead and said strangely,
"Oh my god, I was scared to death. The person who changed her life was too advanced. I was almost shocked to death by the secret... But it's really strange. I vomited so much blood, how could I suppress the injury in an instant? Already..."
Wu Chen didn't even know that Ning Fan gave him the elixir.
He looked at Ning Fan with a somewhat proud expression and said, "I saw it! The person you are looking for is in Zhongzhou!"
"Zhongzhou!"
Ning Fan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. This was the first time he had laughed along the way.
As long as he knows that she is in Zhongzhou, he will overthrow Zhongzhou, and Ning Fan will also find her!
"Thank you!" Ning Fan solemnly hugged Wu Chen.
"Hehe, it's a small thing, so what's the point of thanking you... Oops, the people chasing me are here. I've done something wrong in the past few days and I'm going to run away..."
Wu Chen just wanted to stand up and run away, but his chest was injured and he sat down for a while in pain.
In this moment of delay, the entire Suzaku City was suddenly enveloped by four extremely tyrannical auras.
Four virtual refining monks!
"We are the 'Four Elders of Buyu' from the Haotian Palace in Zhongzhou, and we have come to Suzaku City in Zhao State to capture Wu Chen, the 'Master Shiyu' of the Haotian Palace! This person does not respect the order of the Lord of the Palace, rains rain randomly, and violates the boundary laws. He should be held accountable according to the law. Take him back to Haotian Palace and receive twenty lashes from the rain! Wu Chen, come with us!"
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, and those who came were actually four Qixu!
Wu Chen's true identity is actually the elder of Yudian, affiliated to Haotian Palace.
And this identity is also different from other elders.
There are many elders in the Haotian Temple, but only twenty-four of them have the right to spread rain in the rain world.
This Wu Chen is one of them.
Four old men who looked at the void instantly arrived at Suzaku City and entered the Luoyun Residence.
All the drinkers looked at Wu Chen as if they were monsters. No one could have imagined that Madman Wu, who was always laughed at, was actually the Elder Transformation of the Rain Palace!
"He, he is Hua...Hua...Hua..." Those who asserted that Wu Chen could not merge with spirits in this life were all scared to death.
Wu Chen looked at the four elders of Buyu with an unhappy look on his face.
For a cultivator who transforms into a god, receiving twenty rain whips is not a severe punishment, but it will still cause serious injuries, and it will take at least several years of seclusion to recover.
If he made a big mistake, it would be fine to be punished, but since he knew he had not made a mistake, he would not accept the punishment.
"I'm right! The master of the palace asked me to rain heavily and flood the Izumo Kingdom! The Izumo Kingdom is just a mortal country. It doesn't even have a monk, and it didn't violate any laws. Why should I drown them! I don't accept it!" Wu Chen retorted.
"They don't agree to build a shrine to the Rain Emperor in the country, and they don't want to offer incense to the Rain Emperor. Isn't this considered a violation of the law?" An old man in a silver robe said coldly.
"What the hell! People are free to worship whomever they want!" Wu Chen said angrily.
"Bold! How dare you, a mere elder from Yudian, be disrespectful to us, Lianxu!"
The silver-robed Qiuxu was furious, and the pressure suddenly dispersed, pressing down on Wu Chen like the sky was pouring down on him.
Wu Chen looked shocked. With his injured body now, he couldn't stop the pressure of Lianxu!
Even when he was at his peak, he couldn't last half a round in the hands of the Void Refining Monk.
Seeing that the coercion was about to be suppressed, an evil force countless times stronger rose into the sky, shocking the four Qiuxu to the point where they all vomited blood.
"he is my friend!"
Ning Fan stood up gently and looked at the four Qiuxu coldly.
When the four Qiuxu saw Qing Ningfan's appearance, they suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
"Su...Su...Su Yihou!"
hiss!
All the drinkers in Luoyunju were stunned.
All the monks in Suzaku City were stunned!
That young man in white clothes who was soaked in the rain turned out to be a being that must not be messed with!
"Marquis Suyi, calm down! I didn't know this person was your friend!"
"Little brother, no, no, no, Su Yihou, please calm down. You must not kill anyone. If you kill them, I will become your accomplice... I will no longer be the elder of Yudian, and I will be on the run." !”
Wu Chen's face turned green with fear. He never imagined that Ning Fan would be such a terrifying person.
Su Yihou! Damn it, he actually drank and had a good time with the number one devil in the rain world. It was so terrible, so terrible!
This must be the craziest thing that Crazy Wu has ever done in his life!
If because Ning Fan kills four Yudian Lianxu, it leads to him, Madman Wu, to flee to the Rain Realm, then that's a big deal...
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