Black snowflakes floated down like crow feathers. The warmth of the corpses on the ground gradually became colder and stiffer, and the blood of the corpses gradually solidified.
Whether it is a savage beast or a black savage monk, the blood is black, dirty and evil. Ning Fan looked at the black blood on the ground, thoughtfully.
Countless barbarians from Tianman City climbed onto the city wall and looked at Ning Fan in horror.
They were already convinced that Ning Fan was a foreign monk. Compared with the barbarian beasts suppressed by the beasts, the barbarians were more afraid of the foreign monks who were not suppressed by the beasts.
If the foreign monks want to slaughter the barbaric city, almost no one can stop them!
"Don't be afraid, he is not an enemy."
Zhao Dieer's cold voice spread in the wind and snow and reached the ears of every barbarian.
The expressions of those barbarians became dubious. It was difficult to believe that Ning Fan, a fierce star, could not be an enemy.
As if to confirm Zhao Die'er's words, Ning Fan, Liu Yan and Xian Loli, turned into streams of light, flew up the city wall, and appeared in front of Zhao Die'er, smiling and showing no hostility.
This made many barbarians less afraid, but the barbarians were still very angry and did not dare to breathe.
Ning Fan's appearance returned to his youth after his transformation, and he was no longer old-looking at all. He was even younger than what Zhao Dieer remembered.
Zhao Dieer stared at Ning Fan blankly. After fifty years of hardship and waiting, she finally found the person she wanted to see, but her eyes were blurry with tears and she was choked with tears.
Ning Fan looked at Zhao Die'er, who was accomplished in barbarism, and smiled happily, with a gentle look on his face, like an elder looking at a younger one.
But after his spiritual thoughts swept across Tianman City, Ning Fan's eyes dimmed again and he sighed slightly.
With the strength of his spiritual mind, he easily found the Zhao Mansion from Tianman City. However, what made him regretful was that there was no aura of Zhao Boyang and his wife in the Zhao Mansion, but their souls were enshrined...
An old friend from back then has passed away now... It was only a matter of time...
"Take me to pay homage to Brother Boyang, okay?" Ning Fan sighed. He stretched out his hand and stroked Zhao Dieer's satin-like hair with a sad expression.
"Well..." Zhao Dieer's eyes dimmed and she nodded.
This night. Ning Fan sat alone in front of Zhao Boyang's tomb, drinking alone, and it was midnight as soon as he sat there.
Zhao Boyang was a mortal friend he met when he became a mortal. He had not seen each other for fifty years, but could not see him again. Ning Fan felt somewhat regretful.
He looked down on life and death, so he would not be too sad, but he was quite regretful that he lost a mortal friend to discuss Confucianism over wine.
In this world, people die every minute, but there are a few people who make Ning Fan feel regretful...
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the night was as dark as ink, like an inescapable nightmare.
Xian Loli had already fallen asleep under Liu Yan's care. Ning Fan sometimes raised the wine gourd, and sometimes took a sip. However, he raised his head and looked at the night with confusion.
Seeing his old friend pass away actually evoked a trace of nostalgia in him, reminding him once again of his hometown far away in the Rain World.
The God of War Technique has broken through the fourth transformation, and the purpose of coming to the wilderness has been achieved, and it has even broken through the middle stage of true transformation.
It's time to return to Dongtian. Save the war king...
Liu Yan has also completed the task of merging spirits in the star disk. Once Ning Fan returns to Dongtian, he can go to the True Thunder Realm at any time. It is time to fulfill the last wish of Thunder Emperor Taisu...
After that. Accompanying Ouyang Nuanjidan Sanctuary and his entourage; where to go after that...
Do you want to go home and have a look... It seems that you can't go back to the Rain Realm from the East Sky. You have to go back to the Rain Realm from the North Sky and the South Sky... Who wants him to give up his immortal seed and become an immortal?
Looking at the red plum tree next to He's tomb, Ning Fan's eyes became even more dazed. He missed the snow in Qimei City.
"I have been cultivating the truth so far, and I have overcome life and death. I have realized the truth clearly and have reached the level I am today. Master is just a transcendental master, Emperor Xia is only comparable to a transcendental master, and I am also a transcendental master... In the past, the Bone Emperor, Nirvana Emperor, and Sui Xu Emperor's cultivation levels were as high as a mountain, and they made me breathless. Now, in my eyes, Sui Xu Emperor is not worth mentioning..."
"In the ancient heaven, I was chased by the Immortal of Destiny. Now, in front of me, the Immortal of Destiny is just a flash in the pan..."
"The leader of the Dan Sect is Du Zhen. He was once a great enemy that I was extremely afraid of. Now, he is just a turtle in a urn. If I have time, I can defeat the Dan Sect without even using up all my trump cards and vent my evil breath on Ming Que. .Dan Zong, there are dry bones in the grave!"
"My cultivation level is getting higher and higher, but my home is getting further and further away..."
"Master, are you awake? Mother, are you awake? Dad still loves to drink..."
"How many of the plum blossoms in Sifan Palace in Qimei City have bloomed this year... Ning Gu, which reincarnation is this..."
Gudong, Gudong...
It was quiet in the dead of night, with only the sound of the wind and the sound of Ning Fan drinking swigs of spirit wine.
His cultivation level has reached such a high level, but he still can't stop, he still has to move forward.
"Is there an end to this path of spiritual cultivation... I don't know, the only thing I can do is to keep going all the way. There are still strong enemies behind me, and they won't let me stop!"
"Emperor Mo Luo, Ancestor Poison Dragon, Immortal Emperor Palm Love, and the silver-haired Immortal Emperor who once plotted against my parents... there are many more powerful enemies!"
Ning Fan suddenly patted the storage bag and took out a cloak puppet from the storage bag.
This cloak puppet was captured by Ning Fan when he killed the Thousand-Eyed Old Man in the Six Desire Immortal King's Cave Realm. It is a desire puppet and needs to be controlled by the Six Desire Puppet Line.
After the First World War, Ning Fan got two desire puppets in total, one was the ancient demon puppet from the early stage of Shekong, and the other was this puppet.
This puppet has a powerful momentum comparable to that of the middle stage of Broken Thoughts!
If Ning Fan can control this puppet, what does the old monster She Kong mean! Almost as many as you come, you kill as many as you come!
"Back then, I didn't have enough cultivation to control this puppet, but now I can give it a try!"
With a thought, Ning Fan unlocked the power of Yu Yin Yang and Zhan Yin Yang, and his aura immediately surged to a level close to Shekong.
After activating the fourth transformation of the battle tactics, the ancient demon's cultivation level immediately skyrocketed to the fourth nirvana of the heavenly demon!
He used the Soul Extraction Technique again, and under the dual cultivation of law and body, Ning Fan was so powerful that he completely broke through the bottleneck of Shekong and reached the level of the early stage of Shekong!
Using the power of the Six Desire Bones in his body to the extreme, countless invisible threads of desire flew out from Ning Fan's fingers and disappeared into the cloak puppet's body.
The moment the puppet thread entered the body, the cloak puppet's eyes glowed with green light, releasing a shocking force like a dragon awakening.
Under Ning Fan's deliberate control, the momentum was limited to the cemetery and did not spread too widely, so as not to scare the barbarians in Tianman City.
In order to activate the Broken Thoughts puppet, Ning Fan consumed all his magic power at an almost terrifying speed. Under his full control, the broken thought puppet finally started to move!
"I can control this puppet, but it's very difficult. After all, I'm not a real Shekong monk, and I still don't have enough magic power..."
Ning Fan stopped the transmission of mana and re-sealed Yu and Zhan Eryin and Yang. The green color in the cloaked puppet's eyes immediately dissipated, and his eyes were empty.
Put the puppet away. Ning Fan was alone in the night, drinking spirit wine, no one knew what he was thinking.
Zhao Die'er quietly looked at Ning Fan's back in the dimly lit place without disturbing him, and just watched it all night.
After fifty years of waiting, Ning Fan finally returned. She was full of emotions, but she kept them all in her heart and turned them into secrets. Not spoken.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and Zhao Dieer's thoughts followed the snowflakes and flew back to many years ago.
At that time, she was still young, and she asked Ning Fan to build snowmen and pick plum blossoms all day long...
"Do you want to go back to Bianliang to visit?" Ning Fan's voice suddenly rang in her ears, startling her.
"I want to...but Bianliang is too far..."
"It's not far. I also want to go back to Bianliang for a visit. How about you accompany me once and come back before dawn?"
Zhao Dieer has not yet reacted. Suddenly he let out a sweet cry, his face turned red with embarrassment.
With a slight movement of his body, Ning Fan grabbed his waist and turned into a golden rainbow. Fly into the sky.
The night was not over yet, but Ning Fan took Zhao Dieer and flew directly from Tianman City back to Bianliang City in a golden light.
Because of Heixue, Bianliang has been repeatedly attacked by wild beasts, and now it is a situation where nine out of ten rooms are empty. It was already dilapidated, but due to the dead of night, it looked even more depressed.
Zhao Dieer has not returned to Bianliang for fifty years. She dare not recognize this dilapidated city and cannot imagine that this will be the once prosperous Bianliang.
Fifty years have passed and Bianliang City has changed greatly, but only the water of the Bianhe River remains the same as before.
It is still the bitter cold weather of winter, and red plum blossoms are still blooming on both sides of the river, but the snowflakes are no longer white and have become pitch black, which is extremely incompatible with the red plum blossoms...
This thing was different from human beings, which made her want to cry, but she was choked with sobs and couldn't cry.
The most ruthless thing in this world is time. Once it has passed, you can never go back...
"Butterflies don't cry, the plum blossoms are still there, and although the snow is as dark as ink and not as white as the snow it once was, it can still make a snowman."
Ning Fan casually picked off a red plum and inserted it into Zhao Dieer's temple. He smiled slightly and turned around to build a snowman.
Zhao Dieer suddenly remembered her childhood memories. At that time, she begged Ning Fan to build five snowmen and assigned identities to all the snowmen.
'This is dad, this is mom, this is Si Ya sister, this is Die'er, and this is uncle. Let's live happily together, happily and carefree...'
'Uncle made a snowman for Die'er. When Die'er grows up, she must marry her uncle and let her make snowmen for me every day! '
Zhao Dieer's eyes turned red and blurred with tears.
The five snowmen back then have passed away one after another. Now, only Ning Fan is still alive, and she is the only one...
"Don't cry, you still have a relative like your uncle in this world."
Ning Fan patted Zhao Dieer on the head. This time, he only built two snowmen, one big and one small.
He treated Zhao Die'er like a descendant and a relative. His gaze was a bit dazzling, but it made Zhao Die'er attached to her.
"Uncle, the book says that it is not difficult for foreign monks to become immortals and live for a hundred thousand or a million years. Is this true?"
"yes."
"Can uncle also live that long?"
"If you don't die fighting on the road to spiritual cultivation, you should be able to live that long..." Ning Fan replied with some uncertainty.
"It's a pity that Die'er can't live that long. Even if Die'er is a powerful barbarian monk, he can only live for a few hundred years at most. Hundreds of years later, when my uncle comes back to the wilderness, he won't be able to see Die'er... Unless Die'er can become a barbarian ancestor, otherwise..." Zhao Die'er lowered her head faintly.
This is the main reason why she doesn't have the courage to confess to Ning Fan... There is a huge gap between her and Ning Fan's life span...
"Die'er..." Ning Fan sighed slightly, but didn't know what to say to comfort Zhao Die'er.
Since the seven generations of barbarian ancestors made blood sacrifices to the barbarian wilderness, barbarians have been unable to live forever due to some reasons.
Even if Ning Fan gave Zhao Dieer many pills to take, they could only extend her life a little, but not make her live forever...
"Uncle, don't show such an expression. Die'er is not used to it... Die'er is content to meet uncle in her lifetime..."
Zhao Dieer summoned up all her courage, her pretty face was so red it could bleed, and she stretched out her hand. I want to hold Ning Fan's hand.
Unfortunately, before she could touch Ning Fan, her movements were interrupted by the laughter of an old man.
"Haha, my little friend has finally returned to Bianliang. It's really easy for me to wait! If my little friend still doesn't come back in another half year, I will go one step ahead with other Taoist friends to find that opportunity... Well ? My little friend has succeeded in Du Zhen! Hiss, I haven’t seen you for fifty years, and my little friend is already at the middle stage of Du Zhen!"
Bianhe River at night. Suddenly, a painting boat arrived. There was only an old man on the boat, standing on the snow in the river with his hands behind his hands, smiling.
This old man is none other than the Bird God Son who met Ning Fan here fifty years ago!
"Oh? I didn't expect that when I revisit my old place, I can meet my senior again."
Ning Fan rolled up his sleeves and took Zhao Die'er with him, and flew onto the boat of the Bird God Son.
"Huh? This is..." Que Shenzi glanced at Zhao Die'er and said slightly surprised.
"Old acquaintances turn into mortals. After old friends."
"Haha, I see... there's still half a year before the opportunity I mentioned back then will appear. How about it? My little friend, would you like to join me in traveling to the northern border to find an opportunity?" Que Shenzi changed the subject. He didn't pay too much attention to Zhao Die'er. Although Zhao Die'er was a barbarian monk, he was still too weak to attract his attention.
Zhao Dieer obediently did not interrupt. She could see that Que Shenzi's cultivation was extremely terrifying and he was a powerful alien.
"Could it be the Chenshu that the opportunity mentioned by the seniors is?" Ning Fan said with a smile.
He finished speaking. Que Shenzi immediately looked shocked and looked at Ning Fan in disbelief.
After a long time, he showed a look of admiration and laughed loudly, "My little friend is indeed extraordinary. He actually knew the opportunity I mentioned. It's the Chen Tree! In the past four days, there weren't many monks who knew about the Chen Tree. I don't know where my little friend came from. Anyone who knows the origin of the Dust Tree..."
"Senior, let's talk about how dangerous the trip to the north will be. I wonder how many helpers the senior has invited in addition to the junior?"
"Oh? My little friend is willing to help me go to the northern border and find the dust tree together?" Que Shenzi's eyes lit up.
"The junior wants to hear the senior's answer first, and then respond accordingly."
"Haha, my little friend is a cautious person... Anyway, in order to win my little friend's celestial cultivation as a helper, I will inform my little friend about the details of this trip!"
After saying this, Que Shenzi took out a jade slip, engraved something on it and handed it to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan swept the jade slip with his spiritual thoughts, his expression changed slightly, and after dozens of breaths, he returned the jade slip to the Bird God Son and began to ponder.
The demon tribe occupied seven major barbaric regions in the wilderness. The Chenshu was located in the 'Yellow River Snow Valley' on the outskirts of the seven regions. It was sealed in a secret place and guarded by a few strong demon tribesmen.
Nowadays, the wilderness has fallen into chaos, and the strong men of the demon clan have come out in large numbers. They have spared no effort to break up the remaining formation, but there are not many strong men left to guard their headquarters.
If you sneak into the Snow Valley of the Yellow River and steal dust trees and flowers at this time, the danger is not great.
If the dust tree and dust flower are obtained, the monks of the first gate of heaven and humanity are expected to open the second gate of heaven and humanity. For Ning Fan, the dust flower is indeed quite tempting.
The gate passage leaving the ancient wilderness opens every ten years, and there are still two years until the next opening.
Before leaving the wilderness, Ning Fan didn't mind taking a trip to the Snow Valley of the Yellow River to steal the dusty trees and flowers...
"In addition to me, there are four other Taoist friends on this trip. They are all at the peak level of Duzhen. They are all powerful monks in the North Heaven Immortal Realm. Their own magical powers will help to pick the dust flowers. If you join us, little friend If there is a team, there will be a total of six people on this trip. How about, little friend, would you like to take some of the dust flowers with me?" Que Shenzi asked with expectant eyes.
Ning Fan's cultivation level is not worthy of being taken seriously by Que Shenzi. But Ning Fan is a cultivator of the unity of heaven and man after all, so he is helpful in picking the dust flowers.
"That's good. This junior is also very interested in the dust flowers. So why not follow the seniors and get some of the dust flowers? I just don't know how to distribute the dust flowers that I get in the end..."
"Haha, of course whoever picks the dust flowers belongs to whom! If possible, I will try my best to help you pick some dust flowers. As for other people, I may not help."
Que Shenzi smiled extremely unscrupulously. Although they are working as a team, if they want Chenhua, they have to rely on their own abilities...
"I see..." Ning Fan looked thoughtful.
At this moment, in the night of Bianhe River, four rainbows suddenly appeared, three men and one woman, all of them were human monks.
Among the four monks, the woman with the highest cultivation level is a beautiful woman in blue. She has an advanced level of cultivation in Shekong. She has beautiful eyes and a cold temperament that can repel people thousands of miles away.
The remaining three people, one is a dwarf, who has the early stage of Shekong cultivation; the other is a turbaned man, who is also in the early stage of Shekong.
The last man had four eyes. Although he was only at the peak of Duzhen cultivation, there was an evil aura surrounding him.
These four people flew over and landed directly on Que Shenzi's boat. They were the other four helpers invited by Que Shenzi.
The beautiful woman in blue only glanced at Ning Fan briefly, and then looked away haughtily. She was obviously not interested in Ning Fan, but she raised her eyebrows at Zhao Die'er, who was a barbarian monk.
As soon as the turbaned man got on the boat, he burst into laughter, and a strong energy aura came from his body. He was obviously a body-refining monk.
This person only glanced at Ning Fan, his eyes immediately brightened, but he shook his head slightly, as if regretting that Ning Fan was only in the first level of body refining of the Demon Nirvana.
The four-eyed man didn't say a word from beginning to end, like a zombie.
The dwarf man was only as tall as Ning Fan's belt, but his expression was very unruly and arrogant.
As soon as Fang got on the boat, the man only glanced at Ning Fan and immediately asked the Bird God Son,
"Fellow Taoist Bird God Son, could this be the helper you mentioned? What use can the ghostly and mysterious cultivation level have! I don't want to carry a burden to pick dust flowers!" The dwarf man snorted coldly, as if he didn't know. The fact that Ning Fan is a heavenly monk. The unity of heaven and man was of great importance, and Que Shenzi did not tell outsiders at all.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Tu was wrong. This fellow Taoist Ning is no longer a ghost, but is in the middle stage of transcending the true." Que Shenzi smiled meaningfully.
"Middle stage of Du Zhen! It only took fifty years for this boy to break through to the middle stage of Du Zhen?!" The dwarf man exclaimed, and the other three people also looked at Ning Fan in surprise.
The dwarf man looked at Ning Fan's expression again, and after a little exploration, he suddenly grinned, showing his white teeth, and said,
"My little friend, you also want to wait with me to get the dust flowers?"
"yes."
"If you want to join the team, you can, as long as you can pass my test!" The dwarf man glanced at Ning Fan like an elder looking at a junior, and said arrogantly.
"What test?" Ning Fan asked expressionlessly.
"Use all your strength and attack me. If you can make me move even half a step on this boat, I will recognize your strength and allow you to join the team and search for Chenhua together!"
The dwarf man smiled coldly. He didn't believe that Ning Fan had the strength to make him move even half a step!
"Are you sure?" Ning Fan looked at the dwarf man with an expressionless face. For no reason, the dwarf man felt a tremor in his heart and felt inexplicably.
"It's strange! This guy is obviously just a junior, how come he can make my heart tremble with just one look..."
The dwarf man naturally didn't know that Ning Fan was a ruthless person who could even kill Shekong in the early stage. That was the reason why his heart was trembling.
"Haha, I'm sure! Let's take action. If you can make me move even half a step, I'll be particularly gracious and allow you to join the team!"
(The second update is late. It lasted all night. No more updates. Go to bed.) (To be continued.)
