"Is it true that I can't survive in this life... What if I must survive!"
Ning Fan's eyes were calm, showing no sign of wavering. He was very grateful for Que Shenzi's advice, but Que Shenzi's words could not affect his Taoist heart.
Que Shen Zi was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly, threw the gourd in his hand to Ning Fan and said,
"As expected of a cultivator who adheres to the Tao, since my little friend is determined to go to the real world, I will not stop you. Meeting is fate. This wine is brewed from the fruit of seeking the Tao, so I will give it to my little friend to go to the real world!"
Ning Fan took the wine gourd, glanced at the spirit wine in it, and his eyes immediately moved.
Seeking the Tao Fruit, it is a spiritual fruit that can increase the chance of transcending the truth. It is said that it only grows in the ancient wilderness.
The value of one Dao-Seeking Fruit is no less than that of the True-Transcending Dao Fruit. These wines contain at least the energy of dozens of Dao-Seeking Fruits...
"Thank you, senior, for the gift of wine... It's not polite to come back without reciprocating. Please accept this gift, senior!"
Ning Fan collected the wine gourd, took out a Dao Fruit, and gave it to the Bird God Son.
Que Shenzi's eyes were calm at first, but after seeing the fruit clearly, he immediately became moved.
"It's actually the Shekong Dao Fruit!"
Que Shenzi never expected that an Immortal Enlightenment True Life would possess the Shekong Dao Fruit.
After taking a deep look at Ning Fan, Que Shenzi realized that he seemed to have underestimated Ning Fan from beginning to end.
The value of a Shekong Dao Fruit is even greater than that of spiritual wine. Ning Fan repays the Dao Fruit because he does not want to receive favors in vain. This is Ning Fan's insistence... This boy has a good temperament.
Dare to give the Tao Fruit to himself without fear of being spied on, which shows that Ning Fan is fully confident and is not afraid of his own peak cultivation level... It seems that this person is hiding a lot...
Several boatmen rowing on the side were so shocked when they saw Ning Fan pulling out a strange fruit like a magic trick. They didn't know where Ning Fan conjured the fruit.
"Senior seems to be not far away from the realm of broken thoughts... I hope this Dao Fruit can provide some help for senior to break through the realm." Ning Fan smiled meaningfully.
Que Shenzi was slightly shocked and looked at Ning Fan in disbelief, as if he was looking at a monster.
He was about to break through the Broken Thought Realm. Without telling anyone, with the help of the magical power of the unity of heaven and man, even the old monster Suinian could not see through his advancement in cultivation... But Ning Fan could see through it!
The power of unity within the body. Suddenly there was a tremor, as if he sensed something from Ning Fan.
Que Shenzi immediately opened his mouth and understood why Ning Fan's eyesight was so vicious...
"That's it! It turns out that my little friend is also... Haha, I'm so ashamed. I'm afraid of the future. I'm really afraid of the future..."
After Que Shenzi sighed, he suddenly looked solemn and asked seriously, "My little friend is a member of the secret tribe!"
In Que Shenzi's view, only the ten major mystical tribes have a very small chance of cultivating a ghost and mystic who can unite nature and man...
"no."
"It's okay if it's not! Haha... There is a huge opportunity right now, in the hands of the Wild Monster Clan... I am interested in joining my hands to seize this opportunity!"
Que Shenzi looked at Ning Fan with a somewhat sincere look, as if he was looking at a peer.
"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Ning Fan raised his eyelids slightly.
"A tree that has not yet bloomed... still has decades to go. It will surely bloom. The flowers will turn into ashes after three moments of blooming... That flower is a great opportunity! It cannot be eaten unless it is the cultivation of the unity of heaven and man. If you use this flower, you will die... The monks who have opened the first door of heaven and humanity, if they take this flower, they can increase their chances of opening the second door!" Que Shenzi said with fiery eyes.
"Really..." Ning Fan was slightly shocked, but his expression remained calm.
This is the first time Ning Fan has heard of the flower that can increase the number of people who can open the second gate of heaven. If it's really as mysterious as what Bird Godzi said, it's really a great opportunity...
"It's just that the flower is in the hands of the wild demon clan. It must be very dangerous to win it. I have just met Que Shenzi, but he invited me to seize this opportunity. Naturally, it is not my cultivation that he is interested in. He is interested in it. Yes, is it my harmony between heaven and man..."
"In other words, if you want to win the flower of this tree, can't it be done by a monk who unites heaven and man alone..."
"I am not familiar with Que Shenzi. There is a possibility that this person has malicious intentions towards me..."
"This opportunity can increase the chance of opening the second gate of heaven... If it is just a chance. It is not necessary..."
"The most urgent task is to practice the God of War Art. If you have time, you can transform into the mortal and transcend the true... seizing the flower is not something that must be done..."
Ning Fan's mind was racing, and after a moment, he made a decision, and he clasped his fists apologetically to Que Shenzi,
"This junior wants to realize the truth. I'm afraid I won't have time to take advantage of this opportunity..."
Hearing that Ning Fan actually rejected his kindness, Que Shenzi was startled for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.
"That's all. I will leave Bianliang City today to make some preparations to get the flowers. When the day of flower blooming approaches, I will come to this city again. If you change your mind, you can go with me to get the flowers. If so. I'm the only one here, so I'm afraid the cost of taking the money is very low... I hope I can change my mind, hey..."
Que Shenzi sighed and stopped mentioning the matter. He took out some spiritual wine and drank with Ning Fan on the painted boat.
Of course, it is impossible to describe the depth of our friendship, but we can still talk about wine.
Both of them are monks who have opened the first door to heaven and humanity, and their knowledge is beyond the comparison of other monks.
As the dusk grew darker, Que Shen Zi had the intention to leave, bid farewell to Ning Fan, and left Bianliang City.
Ning Fan returned home and after sitting cross-legged for a long time, his heart was completely calm.
Ning Fan is not completely unmoved by the opportunity mentioned by Que Shenzi, but he doesn't care too much either.
Putting everything behind him, Ning Fan began to practice the God of War Art wholeheartedly.
Separated from the Ning family by a wall is a private school. In the evening, there are many children leaving school and it is bustling all the way.
There were also sellers shouting and shouting as they walked past the courtyard wall of Ning's house. There were also various noises from the market that reached Ning Fan's ears. Not only did they not disturb his cultivation, but they actually made his heart quieter.
Ning Fan suddenly understood why some powerful monks like to choose the noisy market place when they are enlightening.
The small hermitage is hidden in the wild, the big hermitage is hidden in the city...The hustle and bustle of the city can calm the Taoist mind.
The forest of cicadas is more quiet, and the mountains with singing birds are even more secluded... Ning Fan's Taoist heart is as forest-like and mountain-like, and he has reached unprecedented concentration.
Body, speech, and mind were perfectly integrated. At this moment, Ning Fan actually felt that he was closer to the universe...
The feeling of blending with heaven and earth. There was actually a hint of deepening!
Ning Fan suddenly had a glimmer of understanding in his eyes...Perhaps, if he lives in this mortal world for thousands of years, even if there is no chance, he can find an opportunity to open the second door of heaven and humanity...
This is Ning Fan's first day in Bianliang.
The second day. The private school next door suddenly became lively, and countless people from Bianliang flocked here to watch the fun.
The reason is simple. A new teacher came to the private school today. It’s Zhao Boyang, a great scholar from Qufu City!
Although Bianliang City was prosperous, there were no great scholars.
Zhao Boyang came to this private school to teach, which caused many Bianliang wealthy families to rush to send their children to study.
How could a small private school accommodate so many students?
Several wealthy families gathered together and decided to expand the private school into an academy.
Once the academy opened, it was natural that there could not be only one Mr. Zhao Boyang, but some famous Bianliang scholars could be invited to teach.
With the financial resources of several wealthy families, an academy was built in just one month. Only a wall separates Ning's family.
The name of the academy is Yunzhong Academy, which means the height of the clouds to encourage students to have high aspirations.
Although the academy has been built, teachers have not been found yet, so the school has not started yet.
It has been a month since Ning Fan arrived in Bianliang City.
Occasionally, he would take Liu Yan and Xian Loli to Bianhe River for an outing to gain insights. Most of the time, he would stay at home to retreat and condense.
Liu Yan's appearance is considered top-notch in the world of cultivation, and in this mortal world, she is naturally considered peerless.
Only one month. It has been spread in Bianliang City that Ningsheng in the south of the city has a lovely wife who is so shy that she is ashamed of herself.
There are also rumors that the silver-haired little loli is Ning Sheng's daughter. She has been pretty since she was a child, and she will definitely be a stunning woman when she grows up.
Countless dandy gangsters came here looking for sex, but unfortunately all the fairy lolita beat them until they cried for their parents and fled in a hurry.
Fairy Lolita is boring, very boring!
Although there are broken thunders to eat. She had a good night's sleep, but she was still bored!
Beating people has become a pastime for Fairy Lolita.
Whenever she saw a dude smiling evilly at Liu Yan, she would rush up and beat him up...
Whenever she saw a lewd old man looking at her with a perverted and lewd smile, she would rush up and beat him up...
The dandy has gathered dozens of guards and wants to create a scene? Don't be afraid, beat him up!
The son of the lord of Bianliang City was beaten, and three hundred officers and soldiers were mobilized to surround him? Don't be afraid, beat him up!
Xian Loli's reputation for violence soon spread throughout Bianliang, and no one dared to offend her.
Everyone in Bianliang City knows that Ning Sheng in the south of the city has a daughter named Ning Xianxian. She is only seven years old. She has been taught magical skills by an expert. Three hundred officers and soldiers are no match for Ning Xianxian...
Regarding Xian Loli's high-profile and violent behavior, Ning Fan said that he was unable to stop it and could only let it go.
The only request is to prevent Xian Loli from using her magical powers to cause massacres in Bianliang City.
Compared to the violent fairy Loli, Liu Yan was much quieter. During the day, she seemed to be Ning Fan's wife, washing and cooking like a mortal woman.
At night, she would wholeheartedly warm up the spirit of the weapon. She found that the speed of warming and nourishing the spirit in the mortal world was actually faster than when she was in seclusion with all her strength...
As for being able to become mortal together with Ning Fan, she didn't seem to reject it, but rather liked this kind of plainness...
However, this is a barbaric city, a world where barbaric beasts are raging, and people are struggling to survive under the slaughter of barbaric beasts.
In one month, the beasts attacked the city seven times.
Every time an officer or soldier defending the city used his mortal body to fight against a savage beast, Ning Fan would take the opportunity to collect crystals of fighting spirit.
On the city wall of Bianliang City, there are many ancient beast-like statues standing upright, which have the magical power to intimidate the beasts.
Every time a barbarian beast attacks the city, the barbarian image will show its power, releasing black and red light to fight back against the barbarian beast.
With so many barbarian statues in Bianliang City, even if the barbarian beasts attack the city in the second step, there is no guarantee that they will not be killed.
The savage attacks on the city all ended in disastrous defeats. However, before Ning Fan came to Bianliang, every time the savages attacked the city, they could cause a certain amount of casualties.
Sometimes one person died, sometimes several people died, sometimes a city wall was crushed, dozens of people were killed or injured...
But since Ning Fan's arrival, barbarian officers and soldiers rarely die from the mouths of barbarian beasts. Naturally, Ning Fan did not bother to save some barbarians who were afraid of savage beasts. He took action not out of sympathy and mercy.
In one month, Ning Fan condensed a total of seven high-grade Lie Yuan Crystals, and after devouring them, the number of war flames increased to 1,300.
One month, one hundred more flames of war will be added. This kind of cultivation speed is very amazing.
Walking in Bianliang City, Ning Fan looked at the statues that could be seen everywhere, thoughtfully.
Every barbarian city has a barbarian temple. The barbarian monks in the temple knew how to make jade pendants and statues of barbarian gods to protect the survival of the barbarians.
Barbarian monks have a very high status among barbarians, but their number is very small...
Come a month. Ning Fan came to the Barbarian Temple in Bianliang City for the first time and saw countless barbarians worshiping devoutly, as well as a skinny barbarian monk.
The barbarian monk had no cultivation and was a mortal, but he was able to make the jade pendant of the barbarian god and the barbarian statue with the help of everyone's faith.
That Man Monk was the only monk in the Man Temple, and his monastic name was Man Chi. When Ning Fan arrived, he was holding a carving knife in the main hall of the temple. His eyes were lifeless, carving a brutal image.
It was obviously just a piece of rotten wood, but under his carvings, it gradually became more spiritual.
"Sure enough, the power of the beasts in the city depends on the power of incense..." Ning Fan said to himself.
Man Chi turned his head displeased and glared at Ning Fan.
He was the only barbarian monk in Bianliang City and had a very high status. Even the Lord of Bianliang City would treat him with courtesy when he saw him.
When he was carving the statue, he didn't like anyone to disturb him. No one dared to disturb him, but Ning Fan broke into his hall and disturbed him from carving the statue.
"This is not the place you should be, get out of here!"
Man Chi's eyes were sharp. He actually released a trace of coercion and pressed down on Ning Fan.
That was the pressure he had gathered through the incense of the barbarians. It was almost as powerful as a Fusion Soul monk. If he were a mortal, he would naturally not be able to stop his pressure.
It's a pity that his pressure can't shake Ning Fan even a little bit.
"Is the incense threatening..." Ning Fan pointed. Man Chi's pressure immediately collapsed.
His eyes moved away from the barbarian monk and fell on a red gold statue enshrined in the hall.
Man Chi looked at Ning Fan in disbelief. He couldn't figure out why his pressure was ineffective against Ning Fan.
Could it be that the other party is also a barbarian monk, and his use of the power of the will of all living beings is more powerful than his own?
"Could it be that the donor..."
Before Man Chi could finish his words, he was directly interrupted by Ning Fan's words.
"Silence."
As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, a pressure as strong as heaven and earth fell on Man Chi.
Suppressed by that coercion, Man Chi couldn't say a word at all, and looked at Ning Fan with an expression of deep fear!
"This benefactor is indeed a barbarian monk, and a barbarian monk who is thousands of times more powerful than me!"
Ning Fan ignored Man Chi. He quietly looked at the red gold Man statue in the palace. This golden statue was made of the ancestor of the barbarians.
The statue of Barbarian Ancestor is very similar to Ni Ying. It has two heads, each holding a thunderbolt in both hands, as if it is about to punish people...
From the statue of the Barbarian Ancestor, Ning Fan could detect a trace of Ni Ying's aura, which was very light and was condensed by the power of incense.
"Barbarians, barbarian beasts, tribulation thoughts... what is the relationship between these..."
"There are too many secrets in this world. With my cultivation, I am far from qualified to see through..."
Ning Fan walked out of Man Temple and walked back home along the Bianhe River. Outside the house, they unexpectedly met Zhao Boyang and his entourage who were leaving the academy.
This is the first time Zhao Boyang has come since Yunzhong Academy was built.
Zhao Boyang never expected that Ning Fan would live across the wall from the academy. After being surprised, he was overjoyed and actually invited Ning Fan to go to the academy and become a teacher.
Now Yunzhong Academy is recruiting famous teachers. In Zhao Boyang's heart, Ning Fan is a great scholar in the world and is qualified to teach in the academy.
Zhao Boyang's invitation was politely declined by Ning Fan. Seeing that Ning Fan had no intention of teaching and educating people, Zhao Boyang no longer forced himself and left with a sigh.
But from then on, in his spare time, Zhao Boyang would often come to Ning Fan from the academy next door to discuss Confucianism, but that was an afterthought.
When the first ray of autumn wind blew into Bianliang City, three months had passed since Ning Fan arrived in Bianliang.
Time passed little by little, and in the cold winter of the first year, the winter plum blossoms on both sides of the Bianhe River did not bloom.
The next winter, the winter plum blossoms still did not bloom.
In the winter of the third year, a heavy snowfall suddenly fell in Bianliang City. Both sides of the Bianhe River were covered with white snow and winter plum blossoms bloomed.
The number of natal war fires in Ning Fan's body has reached 4,500. Zhan Yin Yang's training progress has been completed at 74%.
The further you go, the harder it becomes to practice Zhan Yin Yang. Fortunately, Ning Fan is not in a hurry. He understands that haste makes waste when it comes to practice.
Xian Loli's thunder body is evolving little by little, and the coldness of the thunder power in her body is becoming more and more obvious. She seems to be afraid of the cold, and she doesn't want to go out when it snows.
Three years have passed, and Fairy Loli has not grown up at all. Many people secretly speculated that Fairy Loli had mistakenly eaten the Fairy Fruit in the Eyes outside Man City, and could actually have an ageless appearance...
Liu Yan stayed at home and took care of the sleeping Xian Loli. After spending several years together, her relationship with this violent little Loli became deeper and deeper.
In addition to fusing spirits for the astrolabe, in her spare time, she would also weave some cloth and embroider some embroidery patterns like a mortal woman in exchange for money to live on.
Ning Fan wanted to become a mortal, so she naturally devoted herself to creating a mortal atmosphere for Ning Fan.
In the wind and snow, from the Yunzhong Academy on the side, the sound of barbarian children reciting could be heard.
"The barbarian is the ancestor of nature and the sect of all realms. Barbarians are born in the dust and die in disasters. All things cannot be clinging to, otherwise they will lose their barbarism..."
Ning Fan walked out of the house and left footprints on the snow, which were soon covered by the wind and snow.
The sound of schoolchildren reciting echoed in his ears, and Ning Fan was slightly silent. What these children recited was the "Barbarian Ancestor Sutra", an academic classic left by the ancestors of the barbarians.
The barbarian ancestral scriptures blindly warned barbarians to take life and death lightly, give up their obsessions, adapt to their fate, and not resist...
Ning Fan had heard that reciting sound too many times and was already a little tired of it.
Every sentence in the Barbarian Ancestor Scripture is contrary to his Tao...
Nothing can be clinging to, nothing can be clinging to...
The ancestral bow was sealed by Ning Fan and temporarily stored in the storage bag. The seven colorful arrow spirits were sealed within Ning Fan's body.
Each arrow spirit contains a terrifying amount of real and illusory power. In the past three years, Ning Fan has refined half of the first arrow spirit.
The true and illusory power in the body surged. These true and illusory powers were absorbed by Ning Fan and integrated into the Taoist heart. His cultivation level is getting closer and closer to the early stage of Duzhen.
Now, he can somewhat clearly see the true bridge hidden in the fog of Dao Heart, but he still cannot completely see through it.
And he gradually discovered that there was not just one real bridge hidden under the thick fog, but there were many more...
"Du Zhen, it's still far away..."
Ning Fan held the wine gourd presented by Que Shenzi and walked all the way through the snow towards the Bianhe River.
The red plum blossoms have bloomed on the shore. Looking at the red plum blossoms in the snow, Ning Fan thinks of the country of Yue and the Seven Plum Blossoms...
Que Shenzi persuaded him to give up Du Zhen, but he would not give up.
The Manzu Sutra advised people to let go of their attachments, but he would not let go either.
Because he still has a home, because his home is in Qimei City, in the Yue Kingdom, in the Rain World...
He still has his family, he still has things he must protect, he has too many things to do, and he cannot let go of his obsession.
It takes strength to fulfill your promise to kill the emperor; it takes strength to find the Immortal Emperor who has plotted against you; it takes strength to stand beside Luo You one day; it takes strength to create a world without disputes. Only strength can do it...
Looking at a tree of red plums, Ning Fan raised the gourd, took a sip of spiritual wine, and allowed the medicinal power of the Taoist Fruit to dissolve in his body.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a burst of laughter came from behind Ning Fan.
"Uncle, could you help Die'er pick some plum blossoms? Die'er wants to make a flower crown for the little snow cow to wear! But Die'er is short and can't reach it!"
A two- or three-year-old baby, wearing a small red cotton-padded jacket and a child's bun, with a face flushed from the cold, was pitifully tugging at the corner of Ning Fan's clothes.
In order to show that she couldn't reach the plum blossoms, she stood on tiptoe and jumped... Sure enough, she couldn't reach them... Far out of reach.
"Oh? It's that little doll..." Ning Fan recognized the little doll in front of him by his breath.
She is Zhao Boyang's daughter, Zhao Die'er.
Now she is three years old. She came to the academy to play with her father. When the maid was not paying attention, she slipped out and built a small snowman that looked like a dog and a cow on the snow by the river...
"Uncle, please help Die'er pick some plum blossoms. Die'er will marry you when she grows up! Die'er promises! Don't believe me!" Xiao Die'er vowed. (To be continued.)
