The black barbarian monk, protected by the jade pendant of the barbarian god, gallops through the wilderness and plunders the bandits from various cities!
The black barbarian monks are each proficient in barbarism and know how to use barbarism to kill people. Together, they can even fight against some weak barbarians head-on!
There are currently twelve black barbarian monks, each with a violent spirit, and they are all demons who have killed countless people. Under the shock of that violent aura, countless guests in the Zhao Mansion turned pale and fearful.
Everyone knew that these twelve black monks came for Zhao Die'er, but no one dared to say a word for Zhao Die'er.
There are even some people who are as timid as mice. They usually try their best to make good friends with Zhao Mansion, but at this moment, they are eager for Zhao Mansion to hand over Zhao Dieer immediately to calm the anger of the black barbarian monk.
"It's actually a black monk!"
Looking at the dozens of corpses of servants and maids on the snow, Zhao Boyang looked like an angry-eyed Vajra, looking at the twelve black monks without fear.
Others were afraid of the black barbarians, but he was not. He had been practicing Confucianism for a lifetime and was now in his forties, and he had already seen through life and death.
How could he be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? How could he hand over his daughter to a black barbarian!
But he also understood that the black monks were extremely powerful. Against ordinary mortals, it was easy for one to defeat ten thousand. Even the mortals in the entire Bianliang City put together would not necessarily be a match for the twelve black monks in front of him. ..
"You black barbarians, why are you targeting my daughter? Give me a reason!" Zhao Boyang said solemnly.
After years of cultivating his energy, he already had some righteousness in his chest, and his voice was majestic, which made all the twelve black monks' expressions change slightly.
The old monk at the head was the quickest to put away his surprised look. When he realized that Zhao Boyang was just an old scholar, not a barbarian monk, he smiled coldly and said,
"one!"
Naturally, he didn't bother to answer any of Zhao Boyang's questions and started counting directly.
After ten breaths, if the Zhao Mansion does not hand over Zhao Die'er, he will definitely lead people to bloodbath the Zhao Mansion, and even bloodbath Bianliang along the way!
"Huh! I won't let my daughter..."
"two!"
Zhao Boyang wanted to say something else. Unfortunately, before he could say anything, he was shocked by the old monk's pressure and fell to the ground coughing up blood.
He looked at the black monk unwillingly, even if he knew the etiquette tomorrow, so what. In front of the barbarian monk, he was still powerless to resist.
"Daddy!"
Zhao Dieer was about to help her father up, but Master Man Chi helped Zhao Boyang up first, took out a Man Yao pill and gave it to Zhao Boyang to take.
When the old monk counted 'three'. Man Chi crossed over the crowd, stepped on the snow, and walked towards the twelve black monks step by step, his eyes solemn.
"Lao Na is an idiot and a barbarian monk from Bianliang. As long as Lao Na is alive, he will not allow anyone to take action against the barbarians in this city!"
"On your behalf?" Several black monks showed disdain at the same time, and a few others snorted disdainfully.
Man Chi's barbaric skills are very low. Any one of these twelve black monks can easily kill Man Chi.
The black barbarian old monk was the leader. A cold murderous intent flashed from the corner of his mouth, and he stopped counting.
Man Chi's act of resistance has aroused his murderous intention. In this way, he can directly massacre the Zhao Mansion and kidnap Zhao Die'er without mercy!
"Haha, my sword will not kill anyone but a barbarian monk. Since you are willing to die, I will help you!"
laugh!
The figure of the black old monk disappeared directly from the horse and appeared behind Man Chi, with a backhand knife. Stab to the back of Man Chi's heart.
The movement was so fast that it was beyond the eyesight of ordinary people. Even a maniac could not clearly see the movements of the black man monk. The cold sword energy was coming from his vest!
"So fast!" Man Chi was horrified, knowing that he would die and was already in despair.
But no one expected it. There was a silver-haired figure who was countless times faster than the black barbaric old monk. He actually stood in front of the sword. He raised his little hand, but she didn't see how she made a move. The old monk's sword had already clicked and broken into a dozen pieces.
He raised his little hand again, and the black and barbaric old monk, who was still arrogant before, was directly punched into the snow by the little lolita, and was still smashed to the ground hard, and died immediately.
The remaining eleven black monks all changed their expressions, looking at the sweetly grinning silver-haired little loli on the snow like monsters.
Zhao Boyang, Man Chi and countless guests and servants of Zhao Mansion were all dumbfounded. Even Zhao Dieer was a little bit incredulous.
That silver-haired little loli is Ning Fan’s nominal daughter, Ning Xianxian!
This little kid is so powerful, he actually killed a black monk with one move!
"Hee hee, dad won't let me fight the people of Bianliang or the wild beasts, but he didn't say he won't let me fight these bad foreign monks."
"Oh! How could I be so powerful? I killed a bad monk in one fell swoop!"
Xian Loli's mouth opened slightly in disbelief.
Just two years ago, as the thunder body continued to evolve, she lost more and more memories. Gradually, she no longer remembered who Xiao Qianqian was.
Gradually, he no longer remembers his relationship with Ning Fan. He really regards Ning Fan as his 'father', himself as Ning Xianxian, and Liu Yan as his 'mother'.
She also gradually forgot how powerful she had been. She hadn't beaten anyone for many years, and she was a little frightened when she beat a bad monk to death...
"If daddy knew that I killed someone, I wonder if he would spank me..." Xian Loli shuddered.
Although Ning Fan had never spanked her, she had seen her neighbor's doll get spanked, and spanking was very painful...
"You...who are you! If you dare to stop me from doing things, you don't want to live! Let's go together and kill this witch!"
A black monk plucked up the courage, shouted, and dismounted first. Immediately afterwards, the other black monks dismounted and killed Xian Loli with knives.
"...Be gentle this time..."
Xian Loli cautiously waved her fist, and an invisible thunder force immediately blasted out, knocking away the fastest black monk.
The black monk hit the wall and crushed a long section of the wall. He kicked his legs and died...
"Another...killed another bad monk. It's over. Daddy will definitely punish me heavily!"
Xian Loli looked mournful, while the remaining ten black monks were all frightened and the ground was bloodless. They all stopped in their tracks, turned around and ran away on horseback.
They were really frightened by Xian Loli. Judging from the strength shown by Xian Loli, killing them was simply child's play! It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, we must evacuate!
Xian Loli didn't chase him, her face was tangled, she was afraid that she might accidentally kill someone else.
Liu Yan didn't know when she appeared next to Xian Loli. She stroked Xian Loli's little head with a complicated face and comforted her,
"Don't be afraid of immortals, your father will never punish you..."
"Mom. What you said is true!"
"...I'm not your mother..."
Liu Yan showed her forehead helplessly. She never thought that one day Xian Loli would have a memory disorder and think of her as her mother...
Think about fifteen years. She kept pretending to be Ning Fan's wife, and she felt a little blushing.
The beautiful eyes looked at the ten black monks who were running away and smiled sarcastically.
Liu Yan didn't think these black monks could escape, because she clearly felt that Ning Fan had returned.
Right in front of the snowy road where ten black monks galloped. In the night, a man in white suddenly appeared.
He just appeared in this windy and snowy night, standing in front of the ten black monks. His face was calm, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He is none other than the returning Ning Fan.
After all, he has watched Zhao Dieer grow up and regards him as a junior. These black barbarian monks dare to pay attention to Zhao Dieer and dare to come to Zhao Mansion to kill people. They must pay the price!
It's obviously transforming into a mortal. It's obviously not appropriate to use his cultivation, but Ning Fan wants to be here and leave these black monks alive!
No one saw clearly how he took action. The heads of the ten black monks all flew high into the sky, and blood spurted out from their necks like a fountain.
The horses were frightened and fled in all directions. The bodies of the ten black monks fell to the ground, and the black blood stained the white snow...
"Black blood..." Ning Fan frowned slightly and casually took a picture of a soul that mortals couldn't see. Search the soul and destroy the memory.
Then without saying anything else, he walked past the corpses of the monks and walked into the Zhao Mansion.
At this moment, everyone in the Zhao Mansion was stunned.
Barbarian monk. He is a divine monk who can compete with wild beasts. No matter how high the internal strength or martial arts of a mortal warrior is, he should not be a match for a barbarian monk. But the scene of Xian Loli and Ning Fan killing barbarian monks like ants is too shocking...
Zhao Boyang was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He never expected Ning Xiandi, whom he had known for fifteen years. Such a powerful person.
Zhao Dieer was equally surprised and speechless. She never knew that Ning Fan, who only knew how to drink, appreciate plum blossoms, and paint, could be so powerful...
Man Chi looked at Ning Fan in disbelief. Over the past fifteen years, Ning Fan's appearance had changed a lot, but he still recognized him at a glance.
The person in front of me has been to Bianliang Man Temple once! That year, he was carving a statue of a man, and just one look from this man made him unable to move...
Ning Fan walked up to Zhao Die'er with a smile, took out a bone pendant made from the bones of a barbarian beast, and handed it to Zhao Die'er.
"This is the hairpin gift that my uncle found for you. Take it. Soon, you will leave Bianliang and go to Tianman City. This bone pendant can ensure your safe journey."
Ning Fan looked at Zhao Boyang and his wife again, feeling a little emotional.
"Brother Boyang, I heard that you will be heading to Tianman City with your family soon. These two bone pendants are my heartfelt wishes. You two can accept them."
"It has been fifteen years since I came to Bianliang. Today I use my cultivation to kill people. I am afraid that I will not be able to continue this transformation. It is time to leave Bianliang and see the landscapes of other barbaric cities..."
After hugging Zhao Boyang, Ning Fan sighed and walked out of the Zhao Mansion step by step with Liu Yan and Xian Loli.
"Brother Ning Xian, where are you going!" Zhao Boyang was shocked. He never expected that after Ning Fan killed all the black monks, he would actually leave and leave Bianliang.
Zhao Dieer also turned pale, forgetting her daughter's restraint, and rushed to Ning Fan at a trot.
"Uncle, why are you leaving Bianliang? Where are you going...Don't you want Die'er anymore..."
"Uncle is leaving Bianliang. Let's sort out what he has learned over the past fifteen years. Aren't you going to leave Bianliang soon... We will all leave..."
"Since uncle is leaving Bianliang, how about going to Tianman City with Die'er!" Zhao Die'er looked at Ning Fan hopefully.
"Uncle will visit Tianman City, but not now...Die'er must work hard to become a powerful barbarian monk..."
Ning Fan smiled and stroked Zhao Dieer's satin-like hair with soft eyes. In his eyes, Zhao Dieer will always be the little baby girl she was back then.
He picked a red plum casually, inserted it into Zhao Dieer's temple, left a word in Zhao Dieer's ear, and left.
In a few days, the Zhao family will leave Bianliang and move their family to Tianman City, and Ning Fan plans to leave as well.
Every plant and tree in Bianliang has been deeply reflected in his heart, and he also wants to see more of Mancheng.
The three jade pendants he left to Zhao Dieer's family were made from the remains of a broken beast that had fallen for many years.
The three barbarian bone jade pendants all have great magical powers, so it is easy to keep their family safe.
Zhao Dieer stood stunned in the wind and snow, carefully holding the Barbarian Bone Jade Pendant in her palm.
Her nose was a little sour, a little reluctant, but also a little hopeful. Some expectations.
When Ning Fan left, the words he left for her still echoed in her ears.
"When Die'er becomes a powerful barbarian monk, my uncle will definitely go to Tianman City to see you... he will definitely..."
Zhao Dieer placed the Man Bone Jade Pendant close to her heart. The beautiful eyes gradually became firmer.
It is her dream to become a barbarian monk. She will definitely work hard for this dream and will not let down Ning Fan's expectations...
...
Snow, non-stop all the way. Ning Fan walked in the snow with his hands behind his back, followed by Liu Yan and Xian Loli. We walked out of Bianliang City and walked along the official road.
The vast wind and snow are like fog, making it impossible to see through the night at a glance.
Ning Fan's eyes were blank for a moment, as if what he was seeing was not the wind and snow, but the heavy fog on the Zhenhuan River...
Fog, fog everywhere... This wild existence is like a fog in itself...
The existence of the four worlds and nine realms also seems to be shrouded in a layer of mist...
The avenues of the heavens are also a layer of fog...
The closer we get to Duzhen. Ning Fan felt more and more that he couldn't see through what was true. The closer you are to the Tao, the less clearly you can see its posture...
"Is there any truth in heaven and earth..."
Ning Fan looked up at the snowy sky and uttered a heartfelt question.
Liu Yan, whose cultivation level was still low, couldn't understand this question, and Xian Loli, whose memory was confused, couldn't understand it either.
Ning Fan seemed to be asking about his own heart, and also seemed to be asking about the avenues of the heavens, but the only answer he received was the sound of the wind and snow getting more and more urgent.
No one answered, and he didn't expect anyone to answer. He just continued to walk into the vast snow and disappeared.
Ning Fan didn't know that when he asked this question, he was on the Zhenhuan River. There was a demon spirit breaking out of the river with a shocked face.
That demon spirit is the river demon of the True Illusion River. It has been living in the True Illusion River since the Heavenly Dao was formed.
His cultivation level is not high and he has no life. But he has spiritual wisdom; he has lived a long life and has seen too many monks crossing the truth, and has also seen too many monks fall from the True Bridge into the True Illusion River, and fail to cross the truth...
His existence is to comply with the order of the Immortal Emperor and to use illusions to hinder the monks from the dream world when they are crossing into reality.
In his life, he has seen a total of forty-seven times of the real and illusory river flowing backwards. Just now, the forty-eighth time the river flowed backwards!
"In the dream world, another person actually appeared, and he almost saw through the illusion of the dream of heaven and earth!"
"This person probably hasn't crossed the True Immortal yet, and is not a True Immortal. Otherwise, the True Illusion River wouldn't just be flowing backwards, and countless True Bridges would surely collapse!"
"Before practicing true cultivation, you can vaguely see through the illusion of the dream world... This person is extraordinary, but I don't know who he is..."
The river demon gradually lost his fright, and his body sank to the bottom of the river again. For no apparent reason, Ning Fan's figure appeared in his mind.
"That day, a junior Du Zhen entered the interior of Heavenly Dao for the first time. He was able to see the Three Thousand Zhen Bridge. It was extremely impressive and rare in ancient and modern times..."
"Could he be the one who caused the True Illusion River to flow backwards..."
...
Ten days later, Tianman Temple sent seven monks to pick up the Zhao family and move them to Tianman City.
Along the way, the convoy was attacked by wild beasts several times, but strangely, all these attacks were stopped halfway.
Any savage beast that tried to attack the convoy was frightened by an invisible threat before it even got close, and did not dare to act rashly!
That calamity power comes from the barbarian bone jade pendants of Zhao Boyang's family of three. The jade pendants contain the calamity thought magical power planted by Ning Fan!
Ten days later, Ning Fan and his party had already walked along the official road to the ruins of Qufu City.
One month later, Ning Fan and his party came to a wild valley, found a camp of black barbarian monks in the valley, and slaughtered them all.
These black barbarian monks were the ones who sent people to capture Zhao Dieer before. Ning Fan would never cut the grass without eradicating the roots.
After another half month, Ning Fan came to a barbaric city called Yuancheng and stayed there for half a month.
Then, he went to the next barbaric city...
In the twenty-first year of his transformation into a mortal, Ning Fan refined the third colorful arrow spirit.
In the twenty-eighth year, Ning Fan refined the fourth colorful arrow spirit and entered the heavenly realm again.
This time, he saw 12,000 real bridges from within the Heavenly Dao. Unfortunately, among these real bridges, there was still no Zhidao real bridge to cross.
He once again withdrew from Tiandao and failed to cross the truth.
Fortunately, as long as you don't set foot on the real bridge, it is not considered a failure to cross the real bridge, which is not a big deal.
In the thirty-fifth year, Ning Fan refined the fifth colorful arrow spirit.
In the forty-second year, Ning Fan refined the sixth colorful arrow spirit.
In the forty-ninth year, the last colorful arrow spirit was refined by Ning Fan.
Zhan Yin Yang’s training progress. It has already reached 100% and has been initially completed. It has been sealed by Ning Fan and can be unsealed at any time. Like the yin and yang of rain.
But this is not a complete accomplishment... Only when Ning Fan reaches the late stage of Du Zhen can he be able to completely swallow up the power of Yu Yin Yang and Zhan Yin Yang.
The spiritual wine brewed by the Qiudao Fruit has been drunk by Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's appearance is like that of an old man who is nearly seventy years old. Liu Yan transformed into a mortal to accompany Ning Fan. She also turned into an old woman.
Only fairy loli always looks like a girl.
In the past forty-nine years, Fairy Loli has eaten 90% of Ning Fan's broken thunder, and she is still far away from the complete evolution of her thunder body.
Her memory became more and more confusing, and she even forgot who Liu Yan was and that she was called Xianxian, but she only remembered that Ning Fan was her 'father'.
Every morning when she wakes up, Xian Loli loses all her memory. He said to Ning Fan blankly, "Dad, who am I..."
"You are an immortal..."
"Dad, who is she..."
"She is Liu Yan..."
"Daddy, I'm hungry..."
"Eat these thunder pills."
Thunder pills are pills made by Ning Fan using the power of thunder. They taste very sweet and Fairy Loli loves to eat them.
In the past, Ning Fan would not go to great lengths to condense pills for a strange lolita. But after many years of getting along, Ning Fan also developed deep feelings for Fairy Loli.
He had no children in his life. Xian Loli seemed to have really become his daughter.
However, Ning Fan knows that once the immortal Loli completes her thunder body evolution, she will regain her memory and become the old monster She Kong again...
The 'father-daughter relationship' between him and Xian Loli may not last long.
The seven colorful arrow spirits have all been refined by Ning Fan.
Ning Fan walked out of Man City. Come to an uninhabited barbarian valley, stay here, and wait for the next time you enter the interior of Heavenly Dao and achieve true enlightenment in one fell swoop!
This time, Ning Fan is confident that he can see through all the fog and see all the real bridges in one fell swoop!
He must find the true bridge among those true bridges and advance to the realm of crossing the truth!
In the fiftieth year, Ning Fan finally heard the call of Zhenhuan River for the third time and successfully entered the interior of Heaven.
This time, Ning Fan did not enter the Heavenly Dao with his soul, but directly entered the Heavenly Dao with his entire body!
Since the formation of Heavenly Dao, only forty-seven people have accomplished such a thing, and Ning Fan is the forty-eighth one!
When he came to the bank of the True Fantasy River again, he finally saw through all the fog of the True Fantasy, and saw a hundred and eight thousand real bridges on the True Fantasy River!
There are one hundred and eighty thousand real bridges and one hundred and eighty thousand avenues, but among them, there is no attachment...
Few people know that there is no bridge on the Zhenhuan River!
"Mahe Muzhiqiao! How could it be like this!"
Ning Fan's eyes were slightly startled, and he suddenly remembered the advice given by the Bird God Son back then, persuading him not to cross the border.
Zhenhe Wuzhi Bridge...could this be the real reason why Sparrow Godzi advised him not to cross?
Ning Fan walked to the real illusory river and looked at the river flowing eastwards with extremely solemn eyes.
Without a bridge, this river cannot be crossed at all. If it touches the water, the crossing will fail...
"Haha! I didn't expect that the way of a junior like you is to practice the Dao! It is actually a way from heaven! You actually want to cross the truth by practicing the Dao. I really laughed to death!"
A disdainful laughter suddenly came from the Xuanyin world.
Ning Fan bent his palm and took out a sealed bow from Xuanyin Realm, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The one who laughed at him was the bow of the seal - the ancestral bow that he had snatched from Du Longzi back then!
This bow spirit was sealed by him and could not make any sound, but it could communicate with Ning Fan's mind through a trace of contact...
"Lonely as snow, I am really lonely as snow, and I was captured by a junior who can't really survive!"
"Junior, with your inability to cross the true cultivation level, you can't afford to offend the True Dragon Clan at all. I advise you to let me go immediately and find seven or eight thousand beautiful women to serve me. I can say this in front of the Dragon Ancestor Say something nice and make the True Dragon Clan spare you!"
The Ancestral Gong Gongling has an old-fashioned tone. It once followed the Ancestral Dragon to conquer the world and killed countless ancient monsters. It is obvious that its eyes are higher than its head.
Even when Ning Fan captured him, he still sounded arrogant.
It's a pity that Ning Fan is the master that a sealed bow spirit can offend... This bow spirit doesn't seem to have the consciousness to become a prisoner...
"Noisy!"
How could Ning Fan be polite to Gong Ling? He just pointed a finger, and the black and red wild flash power immediately sank into the ancestral bow, making a sizzling sound and destroying it wantonly.
Immediately, Zu Gong Gong Ling let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, crying for his father and mother, begging for mercy,
"Hero, spare your life! Xiao Gong doesn't dare to talk nonsense anymore!"
"Quickly stop the wild flash, if you dodge again, Xiao Gong's bow spirit body will be severely damaged!"
"I call you grandpa, I call you grandpa, head office, please stop it!"
"...I have seen Zulong build a true bridge! I will tell you how to build a bridge and help you build a true bridge to cross the truth! Please let me go!"
When he heard Zu Gong's last words, Ning Fan stopped flashing, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Zu Gong in his hand.
Build a bridge? That's right, if there is no bridge to hold the real illusory river, I will build a holding bridge to cross the real river, so what can I do!
This true illusory river must be crossed after all!
"Tell me how to build a true bridge! If your answer doesn't satisfy me, you know the consequences!"
Ning Fan's cold words fell on Zu Gong's ears, which immediately made Zu Gong feel distracted and shuddered involuntarily.
Lonely as snow, how could the spirit of its ancestral bow fall into the hands of this evil star who doesn’t know the heights of the sky...
And build a bridge... Is a real bridge so easy to build... It said that it had seen Zulong build a real bridge, but it's just nonsense that is 30% true and 70% false.
When Zulong crossed the truth, he was also faced with many difficulties. He wanted to take a shortcut and build a real bridge, but failed to build the bridge. He had to settle for the next best thing and practiced hard for many years before he found his own real bridge and successfully crossed the truth...
A real bridge can only be built by the Immortal Emperor who created the world and established the way of heaven. Ning Fan is not an Immortal Emperor, so it is impossible for him to successfully build a bridge on the True Fantasy River...
"Uh... Xiao Gong just talked nonsense. In fact, there is no real way to build a bridge in this world..." Zu Gong Gong Ling replied cautiously.
"Aren't you telling the truth..." Ning Fan's eyes turned cold and he let out a wild flash of aurora again.
Immediately, Zu Gong heard the sound of pigs crying for father and mother again, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Xiao Gong is telling the truth this time! What he just said is nonsense! There is really no way to build a real bridge in this world!"
"Spare your life! Hero, spare your life! Stop the wild flash quickly!"
"...The hero can search my bow soul to see if Xiao Gong is lying! The hero has demon spirit power in his body, and Xiao Gong can teach you the highest secret technique of the True Dragon Clan - the Reverse Spirit Technique! There are only a few in the entire True Dragon Clan. An ancestor is qualified to practice this technique. With this technique, you can search for Xiao Gong Gong's soul and know that Xiao Gong really didn't lie!"
Hearing this, Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly, he stopped flashing, and murmured,
"Reverse Spirit Technique...the highest secret technique of the True Dragon Clan..." (To be continued.)
