Ning Fan slept for several days.
The body has its own destiny star to heal the wound, and the injury healed quickly, but this hard battle really made Ning Fan exhausted and unable to wake up.
During these few days, only Bei Xiaoman was taking care of Ning Fan.
She reprimanded almost all the maids, leaving only one or two people to take medicine for Ning Fan Yandan.
Outsiders were not allowed to enter this place, only Yalan was allowed to visit Ning Fan by Bei Xiaoman.
The battle between Ning Fan and Ximen Ye almost caused a sensation in Beitian. This battle was even more shocking than using Lu Bei to kill Zichuan and Lin Su, because this time, it was not the ordinary Tianjiao who was defeated, but the Xihuang!
Even if only distraction was beheaded, can Xi Huang's distraction be the same? That perfectly replicated the full strength of the Western Emperor when he was transformed into a god. To a certain extent, this distracted spirit had a fighting consciousness of the Shattering Void, which was a bit stronger than the Western Emperor in the divine transformation period.
However, such distraction was defeated, and it was still placed in the hands of a lower realm cultivator.
For a time, Zhou Ming's reputation in the rain world even overshadowed Lu Bei in the rain world.
It is a pity that no one knows that these two are one person.
Compared with the sensation of Beitian, Penglai Immortal Island is much more low-key, and few people even know that Ning Fan has left the Relics Tower and returned to Penglai.
Under Ning Fan's advice, Lu and Shi did not dare to reveal the news of the defeat of the Western Emperor.
As a result, Ning Fan didn't want to cause trouble again.
Second, Ning Fan was not proud of being a distraction. On the contrary, he was more aware of the huge gap between himself and the Western Emperor.
Fighting with someone distracted, and fighting so hard, if you face the Xihuang deity, I'm afraid you won't be able to last a round.
The result of the hard battle was to break through the bottleneck of the fourth layer of Jade Life.
Fatigued in a deep sleep, at the same time, he is also stabilizing the realm of body refinement.
It's just that this sleeping posture is absolutely unsightly.
Ning Fan, who was covered in blood, was stripped naked by Bei Xiaoman, and he even served Ning Fan himself to take a bath.
Ning Fan never knew all of this, and would never know that a woman as arrogant as Bei Xiaoman would do things like a maid.
If Bei Xiaoman's sisters were here, they would definitely be shocked to see what she did.
In the boudoir, Bei Xiaoman was holding a towel, carefully wringing it out, and wiping his body for Ning Fan.
Her thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl's face was full of blush at the moment. In her identity, it was absolutely impossible to touch any man's body, but it was extremely rare for her to groom Ning Fan.
The sleeping Ning Fan seemed to be just an ordinary young man, with a little heroic eyebrows, but a little thin body.
Bei Xiaoman boldly stroked Ning Fan's chest, stroked his own, and scolded softly,
"You also said that my breasts are small, and your talents are small... Other people who practice Taoism, who are as thin and weak as you, I don't know, who thought you were raised by a little white face. Yes, you were originally a little white face, it was me Bei Xiaoman took care of him!"
"Master wipes the servant's body, it's a reward, it's a grace, you must thank me for my kindness. Hmm, if it wasn't for your injury to this palace, even if this palace gave the dog a bath, it wouldn't wash it for you."
"This stinky Zhou Ming, who is usually fierce, but looks so good when he is asleep, damn..."
Bei Xiaoman muttered to himself, cursing in a low voice, but his subordinates carefully wiped Ning Fan's body.
The upper body is okay, but the lower body... The last thing Bei Xiaoman wants to rub is a hot thing.
That thing is obviously soft, and whenever Bei Xiaoman endured the shame and anger, his soft little hands brushed the thing, the thing immediately engorged blood and stood up...
Once, when Bei Xiaoman was lying on the bed to help Ning Fan wipe his body, the thing suddenly stood up and hit Bei Xiaoman in the face like this, making an ambiguous 'snack' sound.
At that time, Bei Xiaoman was so angry that he almost had the urge to cut the thing with scissors.
Shame, great shame! She Bei Xiaoman was hit in the face by a man's thing, if anyone knew, she wouldn't have to live!
"You must have done it on purpose! Damn it, damn it!"
Bei Xiaoman held the towel in his small hands and wiped Ning Fan's legs first, but in the end, he still had to wipe that thing.
Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, Bei Xiaoman caressed the thing with his small hands, rubbed and wiped it carefully.
For some reason, every time he encounters this thing, Bei Xiaoman will feel hot and numb, with a very uncomfortable feeling.
His mind was like a revolving lantern, recalling the scenes of the past that he met with Ning Fan.
The first time we met, Ning Fan was injured and just melted, but he claimed to be a fifth-ranking alchemist and insisted on entering the fifth floor of the Forgotten World Tower to cultivate.
Bei Xiaoman gave Ning Fan a small test and asked Ning Fan to help her pick up embroidered shoes and wear them.
At that time, Ning Fan was really gentle. As a man, he was willing to bow and put on shoes for women. Bei Xiaoman had to admit that from that moment on, in Bei Xiaoman's heart, Ning Fan was completely different from other men. Although he didn't like it yet, Bei Xiaoman couldn't help but pay attention to Ning Fan.
After that, Bei Xiaoman followed Ning Fan, and Ning Fan deliberately showed Bei Xiaoman a live erotic palace, causing Bei Xiaoman's heart to break.
Even in the end, he took away Grandpa Shi Bing, causing Bei Xiaoman to shed a lot of tears.
The most hateful thing is that Ning Fan even took Yuan Yaoyu away, and even violated the place of Bei Xiaoman, and even used Yu Jian to photograph Bei Xiaoman's peak...
Even Ning Fan pinched Bei Xiaoman's face.
Thinking of these experiences of being bullied, Bei Xiaoman was a little annoyed again, and the little hand that wiped the object squeezed hard.
When she recalled the past, she didn't realize that time had passed, and she didn't know how many times she wiped the thing with her little hand.
In the end, in a fit of anger, he squeezed hard, which almost caused the greatest stimulation to the thing.
With a snort, a thick white shot was shot out, and before Bei Xiaoman could react, his face was stained with stains.
Those stains, and some shot into Bei Xiaoman's small mouth, who wants Bei Xiaoman to be scolding Ning Fan, his mouth is not closed.
Licking her lips, Bei Xiaoman was stunned for a moment. Before she could react, she only felt that the thing was a bit salty, but as soon as she smelled it, she felt soft and hot all over...
Out of nowhere, she swallowed this thing, and the next moment, she suddenly realized what it was.
"This, this is, Zhou Ming's... Zhou Ming's..."
"Zhou Smelly! Smelly Zhouming! You are shameless, you are filthy!"
Bei Xiaoman almost cried.
She felt that Ning Fan was too irritating, and she would still come here after sleeping and bully her.
Looking at the fiery thing she had made soft, Bei Xiaoman really wanted to cut this thing off, and cut off Ning Fan's double cultivation path.
Just looking up, she suddenly saw the comfortable expression on Ning Fan's sleep, and her heart swayed gently.
"Is it comfortable to do this..."
Bei Xiaoman couldn't help recalling the time when his menstrual blood went out of control. If Ning Fan hadn't rescued him, he would have died.
On that day, Ning Fan used an extremely shameless technique to constantly tease Bei Xiaoman's lower body to relieve his pain.
Although he was extremely ashamed at the time, afterward, Bei Xiaoman recalled how he felt that day, and he was always worried about gains and losses.
It was really comfortable to be touched by Ning Fan that day, it was an indescribable comfort.
Bei Xiaoman has never blasphemed himself, the only time he did it was when he was in a coma.
It can be said that it was Bei Xiaoman's first experience. Although the process was shameful, it seemed to be good.
"Humph! I thought it was only me who would feel comfortable being touched, so you will feel comfortable this week, the big devil. So you are not that good."
Bei Xiaoman felt a little more balanced. He was desecrated by Ning Fan once that day, but now Ning Fan is asleep, he is desecrating Ning Fan, and he has branded a few jade slips with records, hum...
In the future, if Ning Fan dared to disobey her, she would brand a hundred or a thousand copies of the jade slip and give it to every old monster who came to cultivate in the Pagoda for free, so that others could see Ning Fan's shame.
Bei Xiaoman snorted proudly, she finally had a chance to take revenge on Ning Fan.
After brushing his temples, Bei Xiaoman took off his embroidered shoes, climbed onto the couch, grabbed a white robe of Ning Fan, wiped his face, and wiped off all the dirt.
Using Ning Fan's clothes as a rag, Bei Xiaoman really felt a sense of accomplishment.
After cleaning Ning Fan a little, Bei Xiaoman took out a few jade slips and began to imprint and take pictures. She wanted to imprint the picture of training Ning Fan.
Enduring the feeling of humiliation and anger, Bei Xiaoman touched his little hand again and began to tease the fiery.
Eighteen times, eighteen times!
She fucked Ning Fan eighteen times! She is going to abolish Ning Fan!
"Hmph, Zhou Xioming won't wake up anyway, I'm 'playing' what happened to him!"
"Let him bully me, and I'll bully him too!"
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Ning Fan had a nightmare.
He dreamed of a female sex demon who asked him seventeen or eight times in one night. This kind of dream is simply unbelievable for Ning Fan, who is a double-cultivator himself.
Opening his eyes slightly, Ning Fan only felt dizzy and felt that there was no thread on his body. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, how could he be stripped naked after being unconscious.
Ning Fan glanced sideways, and immediately saw a scene of vomiting blood.
Bei Xiaoman is helping him with his feet...
There were more than a dozen jade slips scattered on the couch, and Ning Fan felt a chill in his vest. He could imagine that Bei Xiaoman was probably secretly branding him a humiliating scene.
"Bei Xiaoman, you're playing with fire!" Ning Fan's eyes gradually became hot, and suddenly, he almost scared Bei Xiaoman to death.
"Just play, if you have the ability, you can burn me to death... um..."
Bei Xiaoman subconsciously nodded, and the next moment, his lips were blocked by Ning Fan, and he turned over and was pressed down.
With a buzzing sound, her head went blank, she was actually kissed by Ning Fan!
Eighteen times, eighteen times... How could Ning Fan let her go so easily!
"Bei Xiaoman, you've played with fire, now it's your turn to put out the fire..." Ning Fan evoked a smile.
Bei Xiaoman burst into tears, but was even more annoyed, and without knowing where the strength came from, he suddenly turned over and pressed Ning Fan down.
"Eliminate, whoever is afraid of who! Don't forget, you are now my cauldron, and I will supplement you now, and supplement you to death! I'm mad at me!"
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After half an hour, the battle was over...
Bei Xiaoman slumped on Ning Fan tiredly, and he didn't have the strength to move his fingers.
"Bei Xiaoman, you played with me 18 times, and you still owe me 17 times." Ning Fan showed a harmless smile.
"Eternal God Emperor"
"Humph! Afraid of you! I'll pay you back when I rest for a while! I really hate you, I hate you so much, I hate you to the core!"
The more Bei Xiaoman thought about it, the more angry he became, and he bit Ning Fan's shoulder. In a place where no one could see, his face was a little hesitant and ashamed...
"I will never hate anyone except you..." she whispered to herself in a low voice.
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Ning Fan only pushed Bei Xiaoman down three times and then stopped, because Bei Xiaoman couldn't take it anymore.
After covering Bei Xiaoman with a thin quilt, Ning Fan walked into the night, on the top of the South Pagoda, and saw that the moon was slightly cold.
This moonlight is dim and yellow, and it is no different from the moonlight in Yue and Wu countries, but there is the slightest difference in perception. This is the moon in a foreign land.
People who just look at the moon are no longer the same as they used to be.
"I'm still me, but I'm no longer me... The path I've traveled can never be repeated again."
"There are three steps to cultivating the Tao, and the first step is divided into seven realms. I have only reached the realm of God Transformation, but I don't know who can refine the emptiness."
"Virtual...what is..."
"Really... what is... "
Ning Fan thought about this question for the first time.
He closed his eyes and recalled the scenes of his apprenticeship with Immortal Emperor Zidou in the illusion. It was like a dream, but was that dream really false
Can't see through, can't see through...
Ning Fan opened his eyes, looked at the moonlight falling all over the sky, and sighed softly.
This moonlight is false and true... and true false...
Cultivating from a mortal to a pulse-opening monk is a process of cultivating mana from 'nothing' to 'real'.
Cultivation from the pulse-breaking all the way is to cultivate from the 'real' to the 'void', and finally break the void and become a shattering cultivator.
If the Shattered Void cultivator becomes an immortal, it is a life immortal. Above the life immortal, the need is true.
How many immortals have painstakingly comprehended in order to seek the truth of the Tao... What is the truth of the Tao, why is it so highly respected by the immortals.
Can't see through, can't see through, just like today's Ning Fan, can't see through the reality of this moonlight.
"Although I was lucky enough to ask the emptiness in the star palace, I can only control a trace of the power of the emptiness, not the mystery of the emptiness that I really understand... Today, I still can't tell the truth from the false, but I want to see the moonlight clearly. Falsehood!"
Ning Fan lowered his heart, sitting cross-legged in front of the windowsill, under the moonlight.
He looked at the moonlight, thoughtfully, with memories rolling in his mind.
When I was a child, I looked at the moon, and the moon was like a candy cake.
When I was young, I looked at the moon, and the moon was like a jade plate.
Look at the moon when repairing, the moon is like a precious ring.
Looking at the moon in different moods, the moon is like a different thing.
Looking at the moon in different places, the moon gives the monks different feelings.
"Although the time and space are different, and the senses of the moonlight are different, this month is the same from beginning to end."
"In this way, this month coexists with people, it should be a real existence! The moon is real!"
Ning Fan's eyes showed a deep color, he looked at the moonlight again, thoughtful.
"The moon is real because it exists, and the moonlight is imaginary because it cannot be touched..."
"But even the illusory moonlight can affect the cultivator's state of mind, which can make the cultivator in a foreign land feel a sense of despair... Illusory things may not be able to affect people's hearts! This is the power of emptiness!"
"Although the moon is real, the moonlight is empty... The hometown is real, but the memory of my hometown is empty..."
"Virtual...Real..."
Ning Fan's temperament changed little by little, and it was hard to find a trace of it.
He raised his hand to grab the moonlight, but couldn't catch the moonlight, and sighed slightly.
"I still can't catch the moonlight... If a monk who is truly ascetic and enlightened and asks the void, he should be able to catch the moonlight, as easily as grasping satin..."
Looking at the misty moonlight, an impulse suddenly rose in Ning Fan's heart.
He wants to ignite this moonlight!
If he can do this, he can ignite illusory things, which can easily hurt the cultivator!
"Can I ignite the moonlight!"
Ning Fan stood up abruptly, stood under the moonlight, closed his eyes, and pinched his fingers.
A trace of fire lingered around him, and he suddenly raised his finger and pressed it towards the moon in the night sky.
The fire between the fingers is the yin and yang fire that melts with ice and fire, with infinite power.
But let the flames burn, the moonlight is always the same, and it is impossible to be burned.
"I really can't ignite the moonlight, maybe one day, when my cultivation level is enough, I can ignite the moonlight and create a spell that will shock the world..."
From nothing to reality, he can comprehend.
The change from the real to the virtual, but he still needs a long time to practice before he can see through it.
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When Ning Fan sensed the moonlight, there was also a lonely figure, rafting alone on the ******, watching the full moonlight.
It was a one-armed middle-aged man, dressed in white, full of vicissitudes, and carrying a giant sword.
He sat alone in the moonlight, watching the sun and the waning moon in the sea, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, and watching the lonely scenery.
don't laugh, don't cry...
"She, who...she, where..." The man untied the blood-colored gourd around his waist and took a sip.
Still don't laugh, don't cry.
"Zhou Ming... This son is extremely ruthless and ruthless when he confronts the enemy, but he tends to be kind to mortals."
"This son dares to openly kill the elders of the Yudian Palace, and dare to wash the sea with blood. He is a bold person..."
"I have left a letter in the Palace of Relics, and I am going to test this son, and then grant him an order to honor him..."
"This son, is it really a murderous demon..."
The middle-aged man in white was sitting alone in a lonely boat. In a panic, under the dark sea water, a Nascent Soul beast bigger than a mountain rushed out, showing bursts of fierce light towards this person.
Roar!
This vicious beast wanted to swallow the boat and people together, to devour the middle-aged man in white.
The white-robed middle-aged man's eyes turned cold, and an extremely terrifying sword intent emanated from his body, and only one icy gaze swept toward the Nascent Soul beast.
"Go away, or die!"
With just one look, the Nascent Soul beast suddenly shattered the demon core, and the beast's pupils showed extreme panic.
It has been seen that the middle-aged man in white clothes in front of him is a terrifying figure that must not be provoked!
Just one look can shatter his demon pill! With just one look, it can even convince God Transformation and Void Refinement!
"Woo-"
The vicious beast hummed respectfully and burrowed back into the sea obediently, daring not to disturb the middle-aged man in white drinking.
This man is terrible!
Sword God in white, Yuntian Jue!