At the bottom of the great river, memories of the past are like water, flowing quietly at the bottom of the river...
The starry sky is the starry sky of the Northern Immortal Realm, and the location is Liangyi Star, the main star of the sect of the Black Demon Sect.
One day, a space crack suddenly opened in the sky above Liangyi Star, and an old man in black robes covered in blood and tattered clothes fell from the sky, right into the Demonic River under the Black Magic Mountain of Liangyi Star.
The embarrassed old man who fell from the sky was Wu Laoba who went to the secret place to hunt for treasure. However, due to various changes, he was seriously injured and his magic power was also sealed. After falling into the devil river, he was unable to even hold his breath. Almost drowned in the river.
At that time, there was a young man in black with a fierce look on his face, practicing cross-legged practice by the river. When Wu Laoba was about to drown, it was the young man in black who fished the embarrassed Wu Laoba out of the river.
So Wu Laoba decided to thank the young man in black.
There are many good things in him, but they have all been refined by his Black Luck Sacrifice. If they were given to this young man, they might even harm him.
In order to repay this cause and effect, Wu Laoba thought hard and finally discovered that the boy in black had traces of the powerful Immortal Emperor's calculations on his body, and he immediately thought of a way to repay the boy.
Most people can't see the scheme of the young man in black at all, but Wu Laoba is the descendant of black luck and has a deep study of luck, but he can see through this.
"There is an Immortal Emperor in the Southern Heaven Immortal Realm, the emperor is called Zhang Luck. This emperor has an excellent reputation in the Southern Heaven and has always been regarded as a good man. However, we, the Immortal Lords and old weirdos, know the true face of this emperor very well. This emperor is the most insidious. The vicious, low-level monks who have plotted their lives are all over the four worlds and nine realms. Since I started practicing Taoism, I have encountered many monks who have been plotted by this emperor, but because I don't want to be tainted by the cause and effect, I have never saved anyone. "
"Today this boy saves me, I will repay him and save him! If his luck continues to be cultivated all the way, he will definitely be snatched away by the Emperor of Palm Luck, unless he can be like Pindao. Only by cultivating the evil path of black luck can he There is a glimmer of hope, hey, this kid can meet me. He is lucky, but it is also the beginning of his life's bad luck!"
Uh, by the way, I forgot to ask this little benefactor’s name.
"My little benefactor, haven't you asked me your surname?"
"I am Han Yuanji. I am the man who will become the next Ancestral Emperor of Beitian. Remember this name. Tens of millions of years from now, this name will be resounding throughout Beitian!" His tone was extremely stinking.
"Hey, you brat has such a loud voice. He still wants to be the next Bei Tian Ancestral Emperor... Haha, if you can become Bei Tian Ancestral Emperor, then you can become the Immortal Emperor. Oh, what are you doing..."
thump!
But the boy in black turned around and kicked Wu Laoba back into the river.
"Gulu Gulu... you bastard, you're looking for death! Gulu Gulu... how dare you kick me! Gulu Gulu... do you know who Pindao is! Gulu Gulu... that's all. Pindao admits his defeat, please pull Pindao up quickly, Pindao I’ve already drunk a lot of river water and I’m really going to drown. Please, my little ancestor!”
"Hmph! You deserve to drink more water if you dare to laugh at Han's dream!"
Having said that, the boy in black, who was in the rebellious stage, still pulled Wu Laoba out of the water. then. Wu Laoba helped the boy in black.
A cause and effect ended here...
However, this Wu Laoba only met the young man in black once. He did not have a deep friendship with him, and he would never have any interactions with him in the future. If he hadn't almost died in the river again. Wu Laoba would never think of this somewhat similar past event.
Ning Fan was slightly speechless. He never thought that this Wu Laoba actually had a relationship with the old devil.
There was no mistaking it. The young man with a murderous look on his face, thorns all over his body, and clamoring to be the Beitian Patriarch Emperor, wasn't his master, Han Yuanji?
Speaking of which, the young man in black looks extremely handsome. Vaguely, he still has many of the appearance characteristics of the elderly Han Yuanji. The only difference is that he lacks the wretched aura that comes from his bones.
Time is indeed a ruthless butcher's knife that can turn a living and beautiful boy into a wretched face.
What Ning Fan didn't expect was that the old demon was also plotted by the Immortal Emperor of Palm Luck, but with the help of Wu Laoba, he finally cultivated black luck and got rid of the plot of the Immortal Emperor of Palm Luck.
This Wu Laoba was actually kind to his master.
Ning Fan sighed, Wu Laoba was kind to his master, and just because of this, Ning Fan could not kill Wu Laoba.
However, we cannot let this person go easily. This person had devised poisonous plots against him, and had killed him before. If he were to let him go, he would surely be a source of trouble!
The great river can steal people's memories. From the great river, Ning Fan saw the fragment of the intersection between Wu Laoba and the master of Dan Sect.
"I didn't expect that the head of the Dan Sect actually formed an anti-Ning alliance and wanted to deal with me. Although I care about Master's kindness and am willing to let Wu Laoba go, I cannot guarantee that Wu Laoba will not have a desire for revenge in the future and bite him back. I’ll take a sip.”
People's hearts are unpredictable, and this Wu Lao Ba is a bad person at first glance. If he is left with a way to survive, how should he deal with it if he has a desire for revenge?
"Wulaoba, do you remember Han Yuanji?" Ning Fan suddenly asked towards the Miliu River.
"Han Yuanji? What Han Yuanji... Let's not talk about this anymore. Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, please show mercy and let me have a way to live. If I can escape this disaster, I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you!" "Wulao Ba had already bowed his head and waited for death. Suddenly, when he heard Ning Fan's question, he suddenly felt a little desperate for survival and begged for mercy.
Although Wu Laoba still vaguely remembered the incident when he almost drowned, he couldn't remember the name of the young man in black who rescued him.
It's no wonder that Wu Laoba was unlucky in his life and encountered many disasters. Countless people saved him, including many juniors and even mortals. How could he remember them all clearly?
Wu Laoba didn't bother to care about Han Yuanji or not. He only had one thought at the moment, and that was to survive!
Yujun is so scary! Thinking about Wu Laoba who has been running rampant for many years, no one has ever dared to kill him, just because his luck has reached the eighth level of black luck. Even if a quasi-sage kills him, he will cause a lot of trouble and be affected by that black luck.
Therefore, after he had lived for so many years, no one dared to kill him. This was the first time Wu Laoba met someone who was completely unafraid of his bad luck.
Only Ning Fan dared to touch his Open Sky Stone at will, dared to kill him forcefully, and was not afraid of the revenge of the eighth-level black luck!
How can I beg Mr. Yu to let me live?
"Yu Jun, just do it, okay. If you are willing to spare Pindao's life, Pindao is willing to give you the Kaitian Stone, the Four Emperors Podocarpus, and the Liangyi Four Directions Seal!"
Compared with lives, these three treasures are not worth mentioning at all. He is the current leader of the Black Luck Sect. With an eighth-level black luck, even a quasi-sage would be afraid of it. If there is any missing material or earthly treasure. You can definitely go to those big forces and ask for it. As long as it's not too excessive, there are almost no big forces that won't agree to his request!
"..." Ning Fan ignored Wu Laoba, he was still thinking about how to deal with Wu Laoba.
Killing is definitely not allowed. With how much Old Devil misses his past, if he kills Old Devil's benefactor, it will definitely make Old Devil feel chilled. Even this so-called benefactor can't even remember who the old devil is...
But if he were to let go, how could he ensure that Wu Laoba would not have any desire for revenge?
Seeing that Ning Fan didn't answer for a long time. Wu Laoba just said that his bargaining chip was not high enough to impress Ning Fan.
Secretly scolding Ning Fan for being greedy, Wu Laoba gritted his teeth and said again,
"Hey, Mr. Yu, don't you think these three treasures are not enough? Let's do this. If Mr. Yu is willing to let Pindao go, Pindao is willing to give away all the tens of millions of years of accumulation of Beitian Black Fortune Sect! In addition to the previous The Three Treasures should be enough to make up for Pindao’s previous offense!”
“…”
Ning Fan still didn't reply. Rather than accumulating the Black Luck Sect's sect, he wanted to find a perfect solution to solve the big trouble of Wu Laoba's possible revenge in the future.
In this world, masters and disciples can still turn against each other, and father and son can become enemies. Faced with a ruthless, cunning and changeable person like Wu Laoba, Ning Fan would not be able to trust him at all if there was nothing holding him back.
Seeing that Ning Fan still didn't reply, Wu Laoba became anxious and thought that Mr. Yu was too greedy. He had given away all the sect accumulation of Black Luck Sect, which was something that the Immortal Emperor would be moved by when he saw it. Ning Fan was not satisfied yet and refused to let him go.
He really wanted to see it. What kind of greedy master could have such a greedy disciple! I never heard how greedy Emperor Luan Gu was...
Is it true that I have to give up my life soul and serve him as my master before he is willing to spare my life? His grandma's life soul is an important thing, how could he...
Wu Laoba was cursing secretly in his heart. Suddenly he was stunned, uh, yes, isn’t there another way!
Although the life soul is important, if it can save your life, what can't you give it to!
"If I hand over my life soul and serve him as my master, he will definitely not be willing to kill me again! My strength is not weak in the first place, and I have eighth-level black luck. Even the secret clan will be wary of me! Isn't Ning Fan worried about the Dark Tribe affairs? It would be of great benefit to him if he could accept me as his servant. He will definitely not refuse such an offer!"
Wu Laoba's mind was racing, and he felt more and more that this method was feasible. He has been submissive throughout his life and has no objections to being a servant. After making a decision in his mind, he immediately said to Ning Fan,
"That's all, I admit defeat! I am willing to sacrifice my life and soul to serve you as my master. In this case, your Majesty is willing to let me live!"
Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly.
He made the problem more complicated. To deal with a cruel demon like Wu Laoba, wasn't his usual method to threaten his life?
If Wu Laoba's life soul is taken away, Wu Laoba will naturally not dare to be malicious again, and all problems will be solved.
Of course, since Wu Laoba was kind to the old devil, Ning Fan would not really treat him as a servant. He would still be polite. What Ning Fan needs is just a restriction to control Wu Laoba from doing evil.
"Okay! If you hand over your life soul, I can spare your life!"
When Wu Laoba saw the hope of survival, he immediately showed joy. Fearing that Ning Fan would regret it, he hurriedly opened his mouth and spit out the life soul in the shape of a turtle.
The life soul was then taken away by Ning Fan. From now on, Wu Laoba's life and death can be decided by Ning Fan's thoughts. In this life, Wu Laoba has officially fallen into Ning Fan's hands.
After clearing the great river, clearing up the battlefield, and scattering the black cat Taoist spirit, Ning Fan took away the Four Emperors Luohansong and Liangyi Sifang Seal. He just took Wu Laoba, who had returned to his true form, back to the ancient temple. In the middle, the two people stand one behind the other, already having the status of master and servant.
Wu Laoba was very thick-skinned and didn't think it was shameful to be afraid of death and admit his master. In the world of cultivation, it is normal for the weak to surrender to the strong. This Ning Fan is the only nemesis he has ever met in his life. It is not embarrassing to be his servant!
"Besides, I have heard about this Ning Fan. This person is said to be extremely strong-willed and never knows how to adapt. If he falls into my situation, he will never admit his master to the enemy and beg for mercy. He will only be bored out of his mind. He died in battle with dignity. Hey, my ability to endure humiliation and save my life is beyond the reach of Ning Fan. In this regard, he is not as good as me!"
"This kid Ning Fan is stronger than me, but he doesn't have the capital to intimidate the Mystic Clan. He only relies on the reputation of his master Luan Gu to make the Mystic Clan a little afraid. But I can make the Mystic Clan fear me with my own skills. In this regard, Ning Fan is not as good as me."
"I can cultivate the eternal true body in one calamity, but Ning Fan can't. He is still not as good as me!"
"Everyone in the world of cultivation is afraid of me, but he is shouted at by everyone in the world of cultivation. Hehe, he is still not as good as me!"
"I have a mustache, but Ning Fan doesn't even have a beard. Hey, he's still not as good as me!"
"From this point of view, Ning Fan is inferior to me in almost every aspect. Hehe, he is really pitiful..."
The more Wu Laoba thought about it, the more proud he became, and he actually looked at Ning Fan with sympathetic eyes. When it comes to spiritual victory alone, there are really few people in the world of cultivation who can compare to Wu Laoba.
"I wonder if senior Mu Song is satisfied with the junior's strength?" Ning Fan bowed respectfully to Mu Song and asked in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.
He was brought by Xiang Ganzi and had won three games in a row. He asked himself whether he had embarrassed Xiang Ganzi. I believed that even if he was as strong as Mu Song, he would not dare to underestimate him.
"Haha, I have won three games in a row, but with an eternity of cultivation, I have blocked the first change of the Liangyi Four Directions Seal. I have even more heavenly souls following me. What qualifications do I have to be dissatisfied with my little friend? ?”
Mu Song chuckled, but changed the topic and asked, "I just made some deductions. My little friend seems to be being forced by the dark tribe recently. Do you need my help?"
"What about the conditions?" Ning Fan asked.
He had seen something about Taoist Mu Song's character. He was a reclusive person who didn't want to be involved in anyone's cause and effect. It was absolutely impossible for him to help him deal with the Dark Tribe for no reason.
"I like it if you speak quickly. Of course I can't help you unconditionally. It should be said that this is an exchange. Have you heard of Senluo?"
"heard about it."
"For some reason, Senluo had offended the Dark Tribe. Even if he gave up his eyes to Xiangzi, he could not save him. Then I took action. It was the first time that I made an exception and opened my eyes. The Holy Elder arranged for a fight at the end of the starry sky, but it turned out that I had the upper hand. Only then did the Dark Tribe become so frightened that they agreed to let Senluo live..."
When Taoist Mu Song talked about these past events, he did not boast in any way. They seemed to be just trivial matters.
Ning Fan was moved. This Taoist Mu Song was truly amazing. He could single-handedly defeat the three quasi-saint elders of the Dark Tribe and gain the upper hand. In the Age of Ending Law, he was definitely a first-rate powerhouse!
"Don't underestimate the Dark Clan because of my performance. The Dark Clan includes more than just those three quasi-saint elders..." Taoist Mu Song's expression suddenly became solemn, as if he had remembered something from the past, but he did not tell Ning Fan.
After a moment of silence, he continued, "Do you know why I helped Sen Luo?"
"Is it because Sen Luo helped senior accomplish something?" Ning Fan guessed based on Mu Song's character.
"Yes, Sen Luo was able to make me take action because I owed him karma, not because of Xiang Jianzi's favor. In the same way, if you can't make me owe you karma, I won't help you. 10 In the future, I will show you something. If you can help me by then, I can make an exception and open your eyes for the second time when needed! In these ten days, I must prepare for this matter carefully. You will first Let me stay on this wooden island for a while. Although this wooden island is small, it also has seven forbidden areas. Among them, the first, second, and third forbidden areas are not accessible to you due to insufficient cultivation. You can enter and exit the other forbidden areas at will, and there will be no one there. It will block."
Ning Fan nodded, it seemed that he could only stay on Mu Island for ten days.
Not everyone will help themselves regardless of gain or loss like Xiang Jiezi. Old monsters who have reached the level of Mu Song often do not want to be tainted by karma, so many quasi-sages choose to live in seclusion and not show their fame in the four days. If they were not driven by profit, these old monsters would not participate in any battle in the world of cultivation.
If you want to get Taoist Mu Song's help, you can only look at your performance in ten days! (To be continued.)
