In the battle of Taoist thoughts, the winner and loser can often be decided in an instant, but this moment is actually just the perception of outsiders.
For the parties involved, a battle of Taoism may even last for thousands of years—such as a dream of Huangliang, but a dream of a hundred years is actually only a short-lived dream.
But the battle of Taoist thoughts is different from the dream.
The level of danger in the battle of Dao Nian is even higher than that of the real battle. If one is not careful, it will be the end of Dao collapse and death, and the primordial spirit cannot escape.
At the moment when he was hit by Ancestor Qu Ping's Dao Nian, Ning Fan's mind was involved, and he faintly felt a sense of separation. He was pulling in the direction of Ancestor Qu Ping's mind world.
"Don't fight with this humanistic thought!" It was the ant master who warned.
With Ning Fan's strength, if he resists this matter, he can definitely prevent his mind from leaving the body and avoid this battle; but if he accepts the Dao Nian battle, his life and death will be unpredictable.
Ant Master and Ning Fan's lives are connected, and he doesn't want Ning Fan to take this risk for no reason. You have a bunch of trump cards on your body, you are a major repair puppet, a merit umbrella, and a new understanding of the art of recognizing the master. Even if you face the siege of many ancient masters, you can protect yourself - the big deal is to be beaten. It's just a matter of fleeing, but the possibility of losing your life is very small. Why are you playing Daoist wars with people? Isn't the real (making) knife (disadvantage) real (opening) gun (hanging) fight not fragrant
"Sorry, I'm not going to refuse this battle."
Ning Fan shook his head.
Others may choose to refuse this battle, but he does not intend to do so. Because of his way of life, he is paranoid, and he is just trying to overcome his own strength. He has cultivated all the way to this day, and he has also encountered people who cannot be defeated, and he has also fled, and he has avoided, but his Dao Heart has never had the idea of admitting defeat, never surrendered, and never bowed his head.
Daoist monks can be defeated and retreat, but they cannot be cowardly.
If he chooses to show weakness at this moment and chooses to avoid the battle of Taoism, a crack will appear in his Taoist heart - this crack is not irreparable, but it will be very difficult.
And as a result, his momentum will fall into the disadvantage from the beginning, and the result will be timid before the battle. Perhaps all of this was the real motive for Qu Ping's ancestor Dao Nian to invite the battle.
Before the real fight, I want to give Ning Fan a slap in the face and give Ning Fan a head start!
"No matter what your purpose of starting the Dao Nian War, I will not avoid this war!"
Ning Fan did not restrain his mind, but sneered slightly, released all his mind, and fully invaded the inner world of Qu Ping ancestor!
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But he said that after Patriarch Qu Ping sent out the invitation to fight against Taoism, he stopped the dragon boat a million miles away from the Fengnu clan, observed everything about the Fengnu clan with a serious expression, and did not move on.
"Unbelievable, this Zhao Jian actually has a way to recognize the master of the female clan's land and clan formation, and will bless her body with the power of the female clan's Ziwei Doushu..."
"It's not just the power of Ziwei Doushu, but the terrain and the fate of this place are also unknown for some reason. He is controlled by him, and even the time and space have traces of being controlled by him..."
"No wonder he was able to refine and kill the True Monarch of the North Sea in a short period of time. It turns out that he has such ability. If he can control time, space, terrain, and fate, he is enough to be included in the peak of the fantasy world, but this person can control all four of them. In terms of common sense, only saints can do this. Is this son a saint? If not a saint, why do you do this, and why can you control a saint's mountain to crush people? If you are a saint, why? Only twenty thousand kalpas of mana—two thousand kalpas of which are not his own."
"And I don't know why, I even felt a few dangerous breaths from him, any one of them is enough to threaten me, but he still has several such trump cards..."
"This person seems to have many secrets..."
"It is not wise to start a war with this person without knowing the details of this person..."
"Let's test this person with Dao Nian battle. If he doesn't dare to fight, he can reduce his momentum; if he does, then in this Dao Nian battle, I will be the host and other guests, and I will also have the advantage and bring this advantage. It's not difficult to find out the details!"
In just a split second, Ancestor Qu Ping analyzed all kinds of pros and cons, and was waiting for what Ning Fan would do when he saw Ning Fan's whole mind coming in a big way, and he was shocked.
"I only invited you to fight with a sliver of your mind, but you actually released all your mind to come! Are you planning to turn the tables on the guest?" Ancestor Qu Ping was a little surprised.
"That's true!" Ning Fan said with a smile, with a look of fear on his face.
"Hey, it's really a misstep, this old man has done all the calculations, but he didn't count the Moral Monarch who is famous for moving Beitian. He is actually a demon cultivator." Ancestor Qu Ping said with a wry smile.
Why do you say this
When most monks face unknown risks, they will be cautious, or choose to retreat for a while, or choose to be cautious and cautious.
Only a real devil would choose to do so, and only a person with such a personality would be able to defeat the heavy-hearted devil on the devil's path, and finally cultivate the devil's path to its peak.
Before coming here, Ancestor Qu Ping had already done the math. He figured out that Ning Fan was well-known in Beitian, and he was a well-known moral true monarch and a model monk, and because of this, he had a wrong understanding of Ning Fan.
He didn't know that these were just superficial illusions, just rumors passed down by the Beitian cultivator.
As for Ning Fan's true nature, Ning Fan's essence, he didn't understand at all, and he couldn't figure it out anyway, because Qu Ping ancestor never assumed from the beginning, Ning Fan might be a devil.
In the end, there was an omission in the first round of confrontation.
"I was inadvertently turned against the guest by this person. As a result, how this battle of Taoism unfolds is out of the old man's control, hey."
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Ning Fan was walking in the white world in a daze, unable to see the way forward, nor the way back.
He didn't remember that he was in a Daoist battle. After all, this Daoist battle was against an ancient great cultivator, and the other party was also in a state of confusion and loss at the moment. There was no reason for Ning Fan to stay awake.
The opponent is by no means weak, the cultivation base is above Ning Fan, and this is an invitation to fight from the opponent, and the place where the battle is fought is the world of the opponent's mind.
Ning Fan was on the unfavorable side from the very beginning.
Fortunately, Ning Fan was in danger, and he released all his mind unexpectedly, and fully invaded the mind world of Qu Ping ancestors. The other party was careless for a while, and Ning Fan invaded most of the mind world on the spot.
In this way, Ning Fan forcibly seized the right time and place, but only the people were harmonious, and he was still slightly inferior to the other party.
After all, the other party is a genuine overhaul, but what about Ning Fan? Not to mention all the mana, after receiving the blessing of Ziwei Doushu, it is still inferior to the other party; the biggest difference is Ning Fan's real realm, even if Ning Fan transforms the ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient demons into the spiritual cultivation base, still There was no breakthrough to Immortal Emperor and Quasi-Saint on the spot.
In terms of realm alone, he is still an Immortal King.
If you want to break through the Immortal Emperor and the Quasi-Saint, you obviously need a lot of insights and long years of practice.
Overall, after Ning Fan's reversal, this battle of Taoism was considered to be in a relatively fair state.
"who I am…"
"I have to think about it, I have to think about it..."
"Yes, I'm Ning Fan, and it seems that my name is Zhao Jian, or I'm Lu Bei, Zhou Ming, or something else... I seem to be doing something very dangerous, but it's hard to remember what it is..."
Ning Fan was born so well, it only took a little time for him to roughly remember who he was.
You must know that at this point in time, the ancestor Qu Ping has not yet remembered who he is from the battle of Taoism, and is still lost in the white world.
Perhaps, being able to think of himself so quickly has nothing to do with his random recognition of the Lord himself before.
When Ning Fan remembered himself, he gradually saw the surrounding scenery clearly.
What he saw was the surging water, and he was boating on the river at the moment.
The man behind the boat was a gray-bearded old man with a harmless chrysanthemum smile on his face. No matter how he looked at it, Ning Fan felt that the old man was familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.
"Dare to ask old man, who are you and where is this place?" Ning Fan asked.
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he realized that he was actually a child's voice.
"Strange thing, I clearly have hundreds of thousands of years of bone age, why did I actually become a child at this moment? Speaking of which, what is the dangerous thing I am going to do? I always feel that this matter must be remembered quickly, otherwise it will be Lost the opportunity..." Ning Fan was pondering, and suddenly felt a pain in his head, but he suffered a violent shudder, and his head magically grew a big bag.
"Good boy Ning, it's really unruly, who are you calling old man!" It was the old man who punted that gave Ning Fan a shudder.
"I..." Ning Fan tried to distinguish something.
As a result, he suffered another shudder and turned into two bags on his head.
"Don't talk to Wei Shi! Wei Shi knows that your kid has studied books for a few years, and he is used to talking about love and Wei Shi, but unfortunately, it's useless! Wei Shi will not give you a chance to speak! Don't even think about talking to Wei Shi. The great truth of the teacher's kindness and filial piety! The great truth is not understood by the teacher, the heaven and earth are big, and the fist of the teacher is the biggest!"
"I'm not…"
boom!
Ning Fan was hit with a third bag on his head, and he finally learned to shut up obediently.
The situation is unclear for the time being, so let's just wait and see.
Seeing that Ning Fan was no longer speaking, the old man on the boat nodded with satisfaction, "You can teach Ruzi!"
Then the old man ferryed the boat to the middle of the river and let the boat drift down the river.
I took two fishing rods, one for myself and one for Ning Fan.
"Why give me this?" Ning Fan wanted to ask, but in the end he didn't.
Because he saw the old punting man raise his fist, and he seemed extremely unhappy with his own words.
So in the end, he didn't say anything, just glanced at the fishing rod with his eyes to ask.
"Give you a fishing rod, of course to let you fish! It's stupid! You Wu Yue people, are you all so stupid, or we Chu people are smart!" The wretched chrysanthemum smiling directly.
"It turns out that I am from Wu Yue, and this old man is from Chu..." Ning Fan thought.
Looking at the fishing rod in his hand again, Ning Fan was speechless.
"This fishing rod doesn't have a hook!" Even if he was punched again, Ning Fan would have to slander his heart!
Strangely, after Ning Fan asked this question, the old punting man didn't give him another pack, but was equally stunned, looking at the fishing rod in his hand with a puzzled expression.
"There's really no fishing rod. Could it be that the old man's practice has reached this point, and he has reached the threshold of transgression of Taoist thoughts..." The old man on the boat said to himself.
When he thought that he was about to go into reverse, the old man on the boat laughed even more happily, and even seeing Ning Fan, the person in his dream, felt extraordinarily cordial.
At this moment, Ning Fan suddenly entered the cabin and found a few fishing hooks from the cabin, "Father, there are fishing hooks in the cabin."
His grandma's! I knew that it is not that simple to enter the inverse of Taoist thoughts, and it is still far from it!
The mood of the punting old man became bad for a moment, and even when he looked at Ning Fan, he felt that he blinked.
"Why hit twice..." Isn't it just one sentence? I gave you the fish hook and only said one sentence, whether it was good or not, and Ning Fan was full of scorn.
"I had one more time before, but I didn't hit you when I was in a good mood, so I'll make up for it now!" the old man in the boat said angrily.
Ning Fan felt speechless. Who is this old man? Not only is he eccentric, he is very stingy, he is also very obscene, and the most hateful thing is that he actually avenged his revenge...
I kindly found a fish hook for him, but he actually hit me with his fist!
But it's weird...
"I vaguely remember my name, and even more vaguely remember my personality. It's definitely not a personality that is bullied. Why is this person not even angry when he punches him four times..."
Yes, Ning Fan was not even angry when the old man punched the boat, but felt very kind, as if he hadn't seen this old man for many years.
"By the way, this old man calls himself a teacher in his words. Could it be that he has a relationship with me as a master and apprentice? Did I really worship such a bad master?"
Hey, following this direction, Ning Fan vaguely felt that he could think of more things.
I always feel that I was once choked by this old man and asked, "You want to die or live"...
Yep! Just to remember in this direction!
Soon, soon!
I almost remember who I am!
Just a little bit, just a little bit.
Ning Fan faintly grasped the clues of the memory, and could not help but blurt out a sentence, a sentence that he could not understand.
"Master, I don't know if the mistress has recovered?" Hey, who is the mistress? Why am I asking this question.
"Boy Ning, you asked a very good question!" The old punting man didn't know which nerve was stabbed, and he suddenly became stunned, giving Ning Fan the fifth shudder on the spot.
"You know that your teacher is an old widower on the Miluo River. He was on a ferry here at the age of 17, and now he is over sixty years old, but no one has ever seen me marry me. You have to ask that! Very good, very good. , I have learned to sprinkle salt on wounds! You, not bad!" Bang, the sixth one shuddered again.
"In other words, Master, you've been a bachelor for 43 years?" Ning Fan was slightly surprised. Sixty-sixty, minus 17, is 43. I always feel very sensitive to the number 43, I don't know why...
"How dare you say that, oh my, the old man actually looked down on you before, I didn't know you were a hero who was not afraid of iron fists!" Bang, the seventh shuddered.
"Are you sure it's 43 years?" Ning Fan really cared about 43, and would rather ask if he was punched.
Now it was the turn of the punting old man to feel the horror.
Although he realized Dao in a dream at the moment, his punches and kicks are all really hurt with Dao Fa. In other words, his punch can really hurt others through endless dreams.
What is the origin of this kid named Ning Fan
After being hit with the seven punches in his dream, he actually dared to challenge him like this, let alone, he really likes this kid's stubborn temper! Appetite!
"Good question! You ask a few more times, and the old man will tell you if it's 43 years!" Bang, the eighth shudder, the ninth shudder, the tenth shudder...
This beast old man beat Ning Fan 43 times in one go!
Aren't you very interested in 43! Come, let you always remember the feeling of the 43 big bags on your head!
"…"
"…"
"…"
Ning Fan was convinced, and looked at the old man with a look of "I'm afraid this old man is not a lunatic".
Seeing that Ning Fan received 43 punches in a row without saying a word, the old man was shocked and stared at Ning Fan with a look of "this kid is a good seedling and can be cultivated for one or two".
"Can I speak?" Ning Fan asked.
He was no longer afraid of being beaten again.
Because after receiving 43 punches, he could already see that the old man was cherishing his talents and could not bear to bully him any more.
"Yes, yes, but I suggest you don't talk too much, this is actually for your own good." The old man in the boat explained.
"Why is this..."
"I thought you were a citizen of this place, but it turns out that you are not. I only found out about this after beating you 29 times..."
"Then why are you still punching 43 punches?"
"Stupid, this is the old man's test for you! You can still face 43 punches without changing your face, no resentment, no pain or itching, you have been approved by the old man! The old man thought you were a passer-by in your dreams, but now he is really treating you. With the idea of accepting an apprentice! You know who this old man is! This old man is a new saint in the real world, the Sect Master Han of the Two Rites... Forget it, you don't need to know the old man's name, you only need to know the old man's surname Han."
"Oh..." Ning Fan said expressionlessly.
"That's it?" The old man seemed to be very displeased with Ning Fan's reaction, thinking that this kid doesn't know what it means to be a true saint, right? Could this kid come from some remote fantasy world where birds don't shit? Or, this kid is an ordinary mortal at all. He accidentally enters his dream, but he doesn't understand what it is like to be accepted as an apprentice by a saint
"Um."
"You don't want to be an old man and a disciple?" Old Man Han subconsciously took Ning Fan's indifference as a refusal.
Under normal circumstances, a saint shows interest in accepting apprentices for you, shouldn't you bow down and put on a somewhat surprised smile.
How can this kid not be surprised at all, doesn't he really understand the power of saints
"Want or not, what can I do, am I not your disciple?" Ning Fan laughed.
"Uh, yes, in the old man's dream, you played the role of the apprentice that the old man adopted when he realized the life of a boatman. Naturally, you can be regarded as my apprentice. It is the old man who looks..." The old man sighed, as if sighing Ning Every stupid person can't see the difference between a dream and reality.
How can the teacher-disciple relationship in the dream be taken seriously
As soon as I woke up from the dream, the bridge returned to the bridge again, and the road returned to the road. What a stupid kid! I just missed the opportunity to become a saint's disciple.
The old man Han was sighing at Ning Fan's stupidity when he suddenly heard the sound of water breaking.
But Ning Fan had already caught a fish.
"You can do it, kid! I caught a carp in a while. Huh? This fish is not simple, it seems to have a trace of carp blood, but unfortunately, after too many generations, the blood has long since faded away. But this It also shows that your boy Fu Ze is not light, you can even catch Dao carp, as expected of the apprentice that the old man once took a fancy to, and he missed the door!" The old man Han gave Ning Fan a thumbs up.
What he really thought in his heart was, "This kid actually caught such a big fish, if the old man didn't catch a bigger one, wouldn't he have lost to him?" and so on.
As a result, the old man Han, who claims to be a dignified saint, finally entered the mode of serious fishing.
At this moment, Old Man Han's eyes were as bright as the stars, and the stars in his eyes were running along a unique reincarnation trajectory, which was indescribably miraculous.
His eyes seemed to be able to see through the cause and effect of all reincarnations.
He seemed to be able to see at a glance how many fish, how many shrimps, and how many toads and mud were in the Miluo River.
He waved the fishing rod gently, as if he was not swinging a fishing rod, but a whole piece of reincarnation.
He catches the causal line of every fish here, and he predicts the life and death of all fish. Most of the dying fish are fish that are about to be caught. This kind of fish is the easiest to be hooked and the easiest…
Um? Why is there a sound of water coming out
"Master, I caught the second one." Ning Fan caught another fish.
It is a dao carp that is fatter and bigger than the previous fish!
"Hehe, not bad, keep working hard, and catch a few more fish, and you will be able to catch up with the horse's hooves running wild for the teacher."
The old man Han praised Ning Fan's fishing skills on the surface, but secretly he was scolding "this kid is stepping on shit", "don't care about it" and so on.
Not long after that.
Ning Fan caught a third one.
Article 4.
The fifth.
Article VI.
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I caught 43 carp in one go!
"Ruzi can be taught!"
"Ok, Ok!"
"Not bad!"
"make persistent efforts!"
The old man Han was already sore about Ning Fan's fishing skills in his heart. On the surface, he had to praise Ning Fan in a serious manner to show his broad-mindedness. He was really maddening!
It's better for me, I can't catch a fish with all my life. Could it be that these dao carp feel that their saint's breath does not dare to approach, that's right, that's definitely the case! This group of foolish fish is really fucking insightful. It would be better if they had a little more insight and knew how to hook a few to make Lao Tzu happy, and not let the kid next to him hook another one!
After the old man Han comforted himself, his mood became much smoother; after seeing that Ning Fan had caught 43 fish, he couldn't catch more fish, so he couldn't help but feel even happier.
The fish that this kid caught before were all covered up!
Look, can't catch the 44th
People, you can be lucky for a while, but not for the rest of your life. When things come to an end, it really depends on your own strength.
The old man Han who was in a good mood even took the initiative to pat Ning Fan on the shoulder and comforted him earnestly, "Boy Ning, don't be discouraged! The most important thing for my demon cultivator is the word "mood". , being able to bend and stretch, to have and not to be, is the real devil. Fishing is fun for a while, and fishing is always fun, but what if you can no longer catch fish one day? That is the moment that hits the hardest and is the key to cultivating the devil. You If you can’t catch the 44th fish, this old man will never despise you, but if you despise yourself, then this magic way will be impossible to cultivate.”
"Thank you Master for your suggestion." After Ning Fan thanked the old man Han, he pulled the fishing rod and caught the 44th fish in an instant, but after catching it, he put the fish back into the river.
"But in fact, I can catch more fish, but I have been thinking about the true meaning of 43 in my mind, and I don't want to catch more."
I bake!
Old man Han really wants to scold his mother!
I've seen someone who pretends to be forceful, but I've never seen such a thing!
Dare you to catch 43, because I only want to catch 43, and I fish 0, that is, I only have 0 ability!
"Even if you don't want to catch more fish, you will catch the 44th fish, and you will never be able to return to the state of mind of 43. Look at that fish, after it bites your hook, the fish has lips. A wound, even if you put it back into the river, its scars will not be erased, and its cause and effect will not disappear..."
"Master, you are wrong. Look at the fish carefully. There is no wound in its mouth, because I have long since straightened the hook."
"You mean, you've been fishing with a straight hook?"
"Um."
"Have you used bait?"
"Never."
"That's how much you can fish as much as you want?"
"Um."
"You kid is really... a fishing genius." The old man was hit hard, and for the first time in his life, he doubted whether he was a fool or not.
"However, the technique is just a trail, and you must not be too obsessed with it. Remember, the important thing is not how many fish you catch, but the state of mind when you are fishing. As a teacher, have you ever caught any fish? You know, if For the teacher's willingness, all 18,000 fish in the Miluo River will be hooked by me with one rod, but so what? If the teacher can catch all the carp in this river, how can he catch all the fish in the world, let alone all the fish in the world. Common people. Manpower is sometimes exhausted, but reincarnation is endless. It is because of this old man who took advantage of fishing and ferrying to understand reincarnation and improve Taoist thoughts. Do you understand?" The old man Han said inexplicably.
"Oh..." The answer was still casual.
Obviously Ning Fan didn't take Old Man Han's boasting seriously.
Obviously, he really understands the temperament of the old man Han, and knows that these two old men will only kill people and make more money, and nothing else.
As soon as alchemy is made, the furnace is fried, and as soon as he goes fishing, he returns empty-handed. Well, this is the true face of Master.
"Strange thing, why do I know so much about this person's temperament..."
"Speaking of which, the reason why I can catch so many fish is because I have a strange feeling about the fish in this river..."
"Today people go fishing, does he catch me every year..."
"Not only that, Master just said that there are 18,000 fish in this river. I also feel a little concerned about this number..."
Ning Fan was thinking to himself when a flying dragon flew from afar.
Strangely, only Ning Fan seemed to be able to see the arrival of the flying dragon.
There are also many Chu people around this Miluo River, but these people seem to be unable to see the flying dragon, and they are ignorant of the great momentum of the arrival of the flying dragon.
"Did this flying dragon cover up its deeds with magical powers..." Ning Fan secretly said.
The flying dragon flew closer and closer, and the closer it got, the more Ning Fan felt that the dragon's breath had a thrilling feeling.
It is very strong and terrifyingly strong. This feeling is definitely not the second step. This is a flying dragon comparable to a saint, but I don't know which stage of a saint it is.
"You brat, why do you carry my clan fate!" The flying dragon hovered over the Miluo River and asked angrily.
Seeing that Ning Fan caught 43 Dao carp from the Miluo River again, his anger became even more intense.
"Thieve! Er'an dares to fish my Dao carp line!" The feeling of this flying dragon is the product of the Dao carp family's carp jumping over the dragon gate.
This is really a sage flying dragon!
And the purpose of its arrival is for the fate of the Dao Li family.
"I think of it a little... I seem to have killed some Dao Carp Clan masters for some reason, and by some means, took the 1,500-color clan luck from this clan..."
"It's troublesome, the other party's saint is coming to seek revenge, how can this be good..."
Ning Fan finally felt a little nervous.
These nervous expressions were all captured by the old man Han on the side, and his heart burst into joy.
hey-hey! This old man thought you didn't know how to be afraid, but how come you were afraid when you met an enemy of the First Saint in your dream? If this is the case, there will still be more places to be afraid of in the future, as long as the first sage marks your dreams and comes to look for it from time to time in the future, you are afraid that you will not even dare to sleep, hahaha, the old man finally found one Better than you.
Huh? Strange thing, why is there no trace of dreams on this kid? Could it be that this kid doesn't have the ability to dream? Or is there some supreme being that has sealed this person's ability to dream? Ahem, it shouldn't be so, those supreme beings are so idle to seal a junior's dream? Sure enough, it was the kid's own reason, or maybe he came to the old man's dream by chance, not by means of a dream, but by methods like Taoist battles, soul battles, etc., so there is no trace of dreams
The old man Han was puzzled when he saw that the flying dragon suddenly moved his hand, as if he wanted to kill Ning Fan on the spot.
But seeing a water-blue dragon ball spit out from the dragon's mouth, all the waterway methods between heaven and earth gathered in the dragon's mouth, and condensed into a great circle of reincarnation in its mouth.
The bigger the circle became, the more solid it became, and it instantly turned into a dharma light sphere.
The ball of light contained unimaginable power. Once hit by it, few second cultivators could survive—except for the leapfrog masters such as Luan Gu and Mo Zhong.
"No, it seems that the only way to block this blow is to sacrifice the umbrella of merit. Huh? I finally remembered the umbrella of merit, but I still can't remember more..."
Ning Fan was about to use the umbrella of merit to fight the enemy, but the old man Han on the side took the lead.
But seeing the old man Han's face is terrifyingly cold at this moment! Of course he was happy to see Ning Fan slumped, but slumping was one thing, and losing his life was another!
He is a sage, and he can make a real injury to kill people across the dream. The flying dragon sage in the sky is also very good at this way. If this blow is a real hit, Ning Xiaozi is afraid that he will die.
Although I don't know what this kid has to do with the Dao Li family, but this kid... After all, he is also his uneducated disciple! He was the unofficial apprentice that he once took a fancy to, and who was just short of it!
The first sage of the mere Dao Li clan dared to take action against his own appointed disciple, good, very good!
"Little Carp Thief, you seem to be very confident in your waterway, the old man will break you with fire, how!" The old man sneered, and opened his mouth to shoot out a fire, the fire was as cold as ice and snow at first, and then it turned into flames. Made rounds of purple-gold flames, and in the end, all the purple-gold flames turned into black fires.
"This is the technique of the third generation of fire energy!"
As the old man Han spoke in a cold voice, his black fire shot straight into the sky, and his murderous intent was locked on Feilong.
Feilong was stunned for a moment, and then he hummed disdainfully, "Who am I? It turns out that Your Excellency is the meritorious saint of the Liangyi Sect. How stupid, how arrogant! I really don't know how to dare to use fire to fight the water of my carp. Live or die!"
With a contemptuous expression on his face, the flying dragon spewed out the blue Taoist light ball in his mouth.
The ball of light exploded and turned into a hundred thousand rivers, vowing to drown everything in front of him.
But unfortunately, before the river was flooded to anyone, it was burned into steam by old man Han's black fire.
Just burn it to dryness!
"Impossible! Water overcomes fire, I will overcome you, and my cultivation level is even higher than yours, and my status is higher than yours because of beheading corpses. Why is this happening!" Feilong's complexion changed greatly.
"You know I caught 43 fish because I only wanted to catch this amount!"
"You also know that the old man's merits and virtues are sanctified because he only wants to be sanctified like this!"
"Who told you that the saint of merit is weaker than the saint of beheading! The old man just doesn't believe it!"
"Who told you that fire can't overcome water! The old man doesn't believe it!"
"I don't believe anyone, the only thing I believe in is my heart! After all, this is a world that can exist if you believe in it!"
The old man Han sneered and rose into the air, chasing after the flying dragon.
Raising his hand and grabbing it ignorantly, the black fire in the sky suddenly turned into a giant black cauldron and slammed down towards the flying dragon.
boom!
The black tripod hit Feilong's skull.
puff!
The flying dragon was smashed off a dragon horn on the spot, and fell from the sky while spraying blood. After finally stabilizing the fall, Feilong was shocked to discover that he had only been hit by the fire cauldron once, and his cultivation had been sealed for several epochs of reincarnation!
What kind of sorcery is this, how can it be so powerful!
How many disciplines does he have in total! If you get hit a few more times, wouldn't it be a heavy blow to this place!
The thief is too strong! The wind is screaming!
"Humph! This sage has something to do today, so I don't care about you. Farewell!"
"Shit! What kind of thing are you, you are worthy of arguing with the old man! You still want to escape? The old man allows you to escape!"
Boom boom boom!
Old Man Han chased after him, and smashed several cauldrons in a row, until Feilong fled his dream in a hurry, and then returned to the boat cursing.
Seeing Ning Fan looking at him with a shocked expression, the old man Han suddenly felt an endless sense of coercion. He put away the fire cauldron, and said indifferently, "Small scenes, not worth mentioning. You haven't seen the bigger scenes. Don't be too surprised."
"Master, you are so powerful, does the lady know..." Ning Fan said in shock.
"Good boy! How dare you mention this!" The old man Han was stunned once again, and he raised his hand in anger and gave Ning Fan another shudder.
Then he looked at Ning Fan with an expression of "I couldn't help it, I really couldn't hold it back! I'm sorry! I don't agree with you and call me back!".
"Haha..." Ning Fan laughed foolishly.
I always feel that I haven't seen Master for many years, and being beaten like this occasionally makes me nostalgic.
"Forget it, I won't hit you, I'll be stupid. By the way, how did you provoke the Dao carp saint? He said that you won the Dao carp fortune, is it true? You are not afraid of being caught by mountains and seas. Wan clan convicted?"
"I don't remember anything..." Ning Fan said helplessly.
"Then what do you remember?"
"I vaguely remember that I came here to do a very important thing."
"Important thing? What is it, maybe I can remember some clues..." Old Man Han frowned.
He also vaguely saw that Ning Fan was in a battle with someone, so he strayed into his dream.
It is not surprising that this child can enter his dream. There is no password in his dream. Who can enter if he wants to? The encounter between the two can only be attributed to fate. After all, this is a world where fate has come to meet.
"The old man has a fate with you..." The old man Han suddenly said without thinking.
"???" Ning Fan was startled, puzzled by what the old man Han wanted to express.
"You should be fighting a Taoist battle with someone." Old Man Han said again.
"It turned out to be a battle of Taoist thoughts. Senior told me about it, am I cheating?" After this reminder, Ning Fan remembered something again, remembering the relationship between Taoist thoughts and ancestor Qu Ping. The specific cause, process, many details, and past of the war, but still can't remember.
"Cheating? Hahaha! You should also be a demon cultivator, why did you say such ridiculous words. My generation of demon cultivators can only grab what they can't get, and what they can't grab is robbing. Demons can only stand in the world through deception. , as long as there is no violation of Taoism, it’s okay to deceive the world. As for cheating, it’s really ridiculous! In this world, apart from the things in the heart, there is only life and death, and there is neither righteousness nor evil. It's not cheating, it can only be regarded as the enemy's stupidity, so how can you say cheating?"
"so…"
"So don't be afraid! Take care of who he is in the battle with your Taoist thoughts, come one, the old man will help you kill one, come two, the old man will help you kill a pair!"
"This, I don't have to take the master's action on this matter, and I will deal with it myself. Although I don't remember the specifics of this battle, I know myself well. Since I dare to take on the Dao Nian battle with the opponent, I must have some certainty; Master reminded me from the side, and I remembered too many things. This time, the battle of Dao Nian is almost guaranteed, and the victory is impossible. The only thing that needs to wait is the appearance of that opponent..."
Ning Fan turned down the old man Han's help.
This made old man Han a little disappointed. He wanted to help Ning Fan a few more times to get more opportunities to pretend.
Stop it, let the juniors handle the affairs of the juniors.
But if the older generation came to attack Ning Xiaozi, he would not sit idly by...
"Sure enough, it's better to encrypt the dream, lest this son provoke too much cause and effect, and attract some powerful opponents, but if even I can't deal with it, wouldn't this son's life be given away in vain..."
"However, based on my short-term understanding of this son, this son encountered some supreme beings in this dream, and he should be able to get out of his body... I don't know why, I have such confidence in him. I seem to I know a lot about this child's personality, but the reason is unknown..."
…
In the next few days, there has been no such big trouble as the flying dragon saint.
Old Man Han was also happy to be quiet and continued to practice fishing every day. After practicing for seven days, Old Man Han finally managed to catch a... turtle under the guidance of Ning Fan.
Immediately, the old man Han's face was not calm.
Turtles, turtles, and bastards...
It doesn't seem to be a good sign to catch this thing.
Forget it, at least this stuffed soup is very nourishing.
"Bring it to stew!" The old man handed the turtle to Ning Fan to cook.
Ning Fan was full of scorn in his heart, but he still cooked the turtle soup as ordered.
The old man Han took a sip and was shocked, "You are hiding deep enough! You are so good at cooking, so there is nothing you can't do?"
"Reincarnation is like a circle. The bigger the circle, the more unknowns there are. I have a lot of unknowns..."
"So you're bragging about yourself in disguise, aren't you?" The old man Han was so angry and sour.
Just as he was about to give Ning Fan another shudder, he suddenly saw someone walking by the Miluo River, looking at the surging river with despair in his eyes.
"He is the ancestor of Qu Ping!" Ning Fan recognized the person at a glance.
"Didn't you tell me a few days ago that you don't remember who the enemy is?" The old man Han was unhappy and felt deceived.
"I really don't remember."
"Then how do you know who this person is?"
"I asked about the water of the Miluo River, about the boat oars, about the fish I caught, and about everything that might be contaminated with this person's cause and effect here..."
"What? What are you talking about, human words?" Old Man Han couldn't understand.
"All in all, I used special methods and learned some useful information. In the next thing, Master will not interfere, I can deal with it myself. Master, please dock the boat, and I will meet that person."
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