Grasping Evil

Not to mention what Master Shigui requested, he only said that it took several days for Ning Fan to return to the guest house.

When Ning Fan was away, Bai Ling didn't go anywhere and stayed quietly in the room practicing chess alone.

She probably also understood that Ning Fan had something important to do. Even so, she couldn't concentrate on the notation practice these days.

And when Ning Fan finally returned, although she still seemed to be concentrating on playing the score, the chess piece in her hand was inadvertently placed in the wrong position.

"Here, I'm wrong. You should play seven of fourteen, town. If you play here, White's dragon will escape."

As soon as Ning Fan walked in, he found Bai Ling quietly playing chess. He wanted to sigh, "Real chess players really work hard," but unexpectedly, with a casual glance, he found that his opponent's mind was not on the chess board.

【ah? Thanks for the reminder, brother. ] Bai Ling was greatly embarrassed and quickly moved the chess piece to the correct position.

She suppressed her curiosity and didn't dare to ask where Ning Fan had been these past few days, for fear of causing displeasure.

However, human curiosity cannot be suppressed.

Ning Fan could hear the gratitude in Bai Ling's heart, but how could he not hear the strange thoughts deep in his heart.

[Hey, senior brother, where have you been these past few days? Why haven't you come back for several days in a row? Could it be that I asked him to play chess all night and annoyed him? 】

[Or is it that senior brother encountered a once-in-a-million-year avalanche in the Arctic Mountains? 】

[Could it be that some strong man was greedy for his superb chess skills and kidnapped him to play chess? 】

[Senior brother, could it be that he just encountered his own calamity? 】

[Senior Brother, could it be that he was captured by the goblin? 】

[Senior Brother, could it be that...]

And so on.

That’s all, let’s just explain a few words casually.

"The reason I haven't returned home for several days is because the Stone Ghost Master has something to ask of me, and this matter is quite tricky..." He just hit the mark without mentioning the specific matters.

【oh oh. ] At first glance, after hearing Bai Ling's thoughts, it seemed that she accepted Ning Fan's statement and did not intend to inquire further. She knew how to advance and retreat.

But there is more to a woman’s heart than just one level?

If you listen carefully to the other party's voice, you will find that what you hear at this time is only the first level. The other party's true thoughts may be on the fifth, ninth, or even the hundredth level... Well, these are the things that Ning Fan has stolen over the years. Experience summarized in words.

[Fortunately, fortunately, senior brother was not captured by the goblin. 】

[Did you go to help someone? 】

【What are you helping me with? 】

[Could the other party be a woman? 】

[Could it be that senior brother encountered something that only happens once in a million years...]

Ning Fan:......

Although I can see the other person's true thoughts, but as expected, I still pretend not to know...

After thinking for a while, he continued to explain.

"...This matter is not a secret. It doesn't hurt to tell you something. It's Shi Guizhen who has something to ask for. In the circle of chess players, many people seem to have heard of his experience. And he is here He contacted me because he wanted me to help him find someone."

【oh oh. 】Find someone? man? woman? Enemy? lover? You can't be a Taoist monk looking for past lives, right? So caring! Eat melon!

"It's not about looking for Taoist companions in previous lives..."

【oops. I, I...] Senior brother can even see the thoughts I have hidden in my heart! Shock!

"He wants to find his big brother."

【oh oh. 】

"His eldest brother, Taoist Master Shi Shen, was obsessed with chess all his life. He once came to the Northern Barbarian Kingdom to find friends to discuss the matter, but on an ominous night, he was kidnapped by a mysterious monster, and his whereabouts are unknown since then."

[There is actually a goblin catching people! 】I guessed it right! Shock!

"At that time, several fellow travelers also witnessed the scene of the monster arresting people. Not long afterward, the witnesses encountered ominous experiences one after another. The clues that can be found now are only some rumors about this matter..."

[Brother, please elaborate! 】When the melon was thick, Bai Ling could not hide his curiosity and couldn't wait to listen.

"There are three doubts about this matter."

"First, when Master Shi Shen disappeared, he was only a few steps away from breaking through to the Immortal Emperor, and the incident happened in the Northern Man Kingdom. According to Master Shi Gui, there was a saint in the ancestors of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. Manifested, but still hiding somewhere in the northern barbarian country. If what the real stone ghost said is true, it is difficult to imagine what kind of existence can silently abduct a quasi-emperor under the nose of the saint..."

"Secondly, Shi Shen Zhenren's life card has not been broken and is still alive in the world. So, what is the purpose of the other party kidnapping him? Is he suppressed somewhere as a punishment? Or maybe he has deep hatred and leaves him alone? Life is tortured in every possible way? Or is there some other ulterior reason?"

"Third, it's the physical evidence. An object was left behind at the scene of the disappearance of the real Shi Shen, which seemed to be deliberately left behind by a monster. When a colleague encountered an ominous person, similar objects were also left at the place where the incident occurred... If it is really the other party who did it deliberately , what is the profound meaning of this move..."

[The monster kidnapped people and left physical evidence? curious! What did the monster leave behind? 】

"I can't tell you what it is specifically."

Regarding this matter, Ning Fan did not intend to explain more, obviously because he did not want Bai Ling to be too involved in such ominous things.

Even if everything in front of him is just the illusion of the Holy Son's trial.

"I may have to be busy for a while in the coming days, it may be a few days, or it may be longer. Don't go out alone while I'm away, otherwise if you encounter a goblin and arrest someone, I won't be able to save you in time. By the way, these chess records are given to you. I got them from Master Shigui, and they seem to be famous games that have appeared in Beiji Mountain, which will be beneficial to you."

[There are even ancient records for title battles! There are so many unique copies! Amazing! Thank you, brother! 】

Bai Ling's mind instantly shifted from Shi Guizhen's gossip to the Ancient Famous Game, and he began to study seriously.

After all, he is still a chess player.

Ning Fan nodded with satisfaction.

I don't know whether he was satisfied that Bai Ling was studying seriously, or he was satisfied that the ominous cause and effect that had almost formed around Bai Ling's body was disrupted by a few words of his own.

In his eyes, an imperceptible green light flickered, and he could see more and more things gathering and destroying, like threads, like dew, like electricity, connecting people to fate.

He could feel that the more he stepped into it, the more he evolved and transformed bit by bit, slowly pushing open a giant door in his heart...

"Then, I'm going out."

[Oh, brother, please be safe. 】Senior brother has just come back, are you going out again? Could it be that when he came back this time, he took time out of his busy schedule to send me chess records?

Senior brother is such a good person!

...

Ning Fan went out to carry out a mission.

When Shi Gui Zhenren made a request to him, Holy Son Lei Shu responded, updated simultaneously, and released the relevant tasks of "Stone Ghost Seeking Brother".

Ning Fan was just pretending to be Zhang Dao, not really Zhang Dao. He and Master Shi Gui had no life-long friendship, but because of the trial mission, he agreed to Master Shi Gui's request.

If you want to repair Duowen Wushuang, you need a score of at least 500 stars. Considering the score, you can only reluctantly run errands for others.

[Main mission: Stone Ghost looking for brother. 】

[Task reward: If you successfully rescued the real Shi Shen and brought him back, you will be rewarded with two hundred stars; if you successfully found the real Shi Shen but failed to rescue him, you will be rewarded with one hundred stars; if you only found out the location of the real Shi Shen, you will be rewarded with points. Forty stars are counted; only a few clues are found, and twenty stars are awarded; when no clues are found, the mission fails, and dozens of stars are deducted. When the points are insufficient, the Son's Trial is over. 】

This is the first time that Ning Fan triggers the main mission in the Holy Son Trial.

This was the first time he heard the word mainline, but this did not prevent him from understanding it.

A person's body is entangled with countless lines of cause and effect, and there are thousands of causes and effects, each of which is different. But in the illusion of the Holy Son's trial, most people are entangled with a thick causal thread of the same color and strong aura.

Thousands of causal lines radiated from countless people, but eventually merged into one, connecting them with the entire Northern Barbarian Kingdom.

At this moment, Ning Fan can see that there is a big cause and effect in the Northern Barbarians! And this cause and effect affects the final fate of the vast majority of people here!

This country gave Ning Fan a feeling of impending disaster and imminent destruction.

Thinking of the stone ghost letter he received at the beginning of the Holy Son's trial, he fell into deep thought for a moment.

Sure enough, if you want to complete the task perfectly, you must first understand the era and background of the task.

[Brother Zhang Dao, your words are as clear as your face... The Northern Barbarian Kingdom is in urgent need... I specially invite Brother Tao to come... The Arctic Daoguo Conference... Borrowing the reputation of the disciples of the Holy Sect of Hunkun... To administer justice... The calamity of the Ziwei Demon Lord... Nine days later... The bronze boat will greet you …Brother, here’s your regards, Stone Ghost. 】

"Master Shi Gui suspects that the disappearance of his brother is caused by the Northern Barbarian Kingdom, so the other party can act under the nose of the saint. The justice he wants me to administer is to first find out the real culprit, and then use me to hide his confusion. As a disciple, he put pressure on the other party, forcing the other party to agree to release him. As for the fate of the Ziwei Demon King he mentioned, it had little to do with the disappearance of his brother. This matter seemed to be the cause of the crisis and imminent destruction of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. , but I don’t know the cause and effect of how the Northern Barbarian Kingdom provoked the Ziwei Demon... And because the Northern Barbarian Kingdom was facing a catastrophe, Shi Guizhen was worried that his brother who was "imprisoned by the Northern Barbarian Kingdom" would be involved in the catastrophe, so he was eager to fight in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. Rescue my brother before the disaster strikes. Because of this, when Master Shigui saw me coming to the Northern Barbarians, he said that I was a righteous man who sacrificed his life."

The Demon Lord Ziwei is probably the Immortal Emperor Ziwei. He is not called the Immortal Emperor, but it is probably the name that the Immortal Emperor Ziwei used before his rebellion.

There are saints in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. Since the Ziwei Demon Lord can bring disaster to the Northern Barbarian Kingdom, he is probably already a saint, and he is an extremely powerful one.

"Did the Northern Barbarian Kingdom in history be destroyed by the 'Demon Lord Ziwei'?" Ning Fan asked.

The ones who asked were the Ant Master and Duo Wen. These two people were well-informed and were free sources of information.

"When this palace was established, there was no Northern Barbarian Kingdom in the world." Ant Lord replied.

Although there are countless and inexhaustible fairy kingdoms in the real world, they are only small countries. There are still countless fairy kingdoms with saints in charge. It stands to reason that a country where a saint exists will leave traces no matter what, and it is impossible for the Ant Lord to have never heard of it. Unless, when she attained enlightenment and fell, the Northern Barbarian Kingdom had not yet been established; or perhaps, the Northern Barbarian Kingdom at that time had been erased from the endless reincarnation...

"I do have some theories about the destruction of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom: some say that the Northern Barbarian Kingdom was destroyed by the Ziwei Immortal Emperor when he was a saint; others say that this matter was actually caused by other saints working together to plot against the Ziwei Immortal Emperor, and there is another hidden secret; more Some people say that there is actually a fourth step of intervention in this matter..." Duo Wen Wushuang replied.

"Ziwei destroys the Northern Barbarians? The saints join forces to plan? The fourth step of intervention?" Ning Fan shook his head.

This kind of uncertain information is of little use.

Of course, it cannot be said to be useless. At least it can be said that the water here is very deep - to be precise, the water here was once very deep. After all, the real Northern Barbarian Kingdom was eventually destroyed. Only the Holy Son of Ziwei Immortal Emperor tried to It left indelible traces in the process of refining.

"Has Bai Ling also been involved in this country-destroying catastrophe... No, no, if she hadn't met me, she should have been in danger when the assassins of Beidou Immortal Territory besieged her, and she might not have come to Beiman The possibility of the country... all the Golden Guard Sect disciples who escorted Bai Ling may die. As for Bai Ling, as a disciple of the Holy Sect, the other party may not kill her, but in the end they will capture her..."

"As for Zhang Dao, in real history, did Zhang Dao successfully reach the Northern Barbarians? Or was he captured by the attackers along the way from the beginning? If the disciples of the Holy Sect went to the Northern Barbarians, they would all be captured by the attackers. What?"

"Why are practitioners like Bai Ling and Zhang Dao targeted by certain beings? What do they have in common?"

"Yes, they are both disciples of the Holy Sect, and they all want to go to the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. Both of them seem to be chess players..."

Unknowingly, Ning Fan became concerned about the destruction of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom.

When I think that Wu Chen and Wu Laoliu, who he had a good time with, would actually die in the hands of Beidou killers, and when I think about Bai Ling encountering unpredictable dangers because of this incident in real history...

Ning Fan could no longer regard the trial before him as a game of scoring points.

I even felt a little unhappy for no reason!

"Time is limited, why don't you finish the task quickly? If the Immortal needs it, Xiaoxian can draw up a mission strategy for the Immortal based on his own experience of the Holy Son's trial, so as to help the Immortal quickly complete the task of searching for Brother Stone Ghost. In return, Xiaoxian has a merciless request..." Duowen Wushuang seemed to want to use his experience to make a deal with Ning Fan.

However, Ning Fan was not making a deal with Duo Wen Wushuang. He just wanted to get everything from Duo Wen Wushuang for free, so he rejected Duo Wen Wushuang's proposal.

"There is no need for mission strategies or anything like that. I have my own way."

Obviously, Ning Fan had already made detailed plans on how to find the real Shi Shen.

Seeing this, Duowen Wushuang couldn't help but frown. This was not the plot development he expected.

He originally planned to use his intelligence and knowledge in exchange for Ning Fan to run errands for him. After all, in this world of trials for the Holy Son, he has a lot of regrets that he wants to make up for, and he always needs someone to do it for him.

It's a pity that the other party doesn't seem to agree with him.

In this way, he could only wait for the opportunity to appear. When Ning Fan encountered a problem that he couldn't solve, he would have the opportunity to raise the price.

...

Arctic Mountain, outside the Daoguo Conference.

Although there are guest houses and caves in the outfield, these caves are not the best places for spiritual veins in the Arctic Mountains and can only provide the most basic environment for cultivation and rest.

At this moment, Ning Fan needed to find a place with stronger spiritual veins to do something, so he came to a place outside called the Snow Temple.

In the Arctic Mountain, there are seven places where the spiritual veins are strongest, six of which are higher up in the mountain. Only one of them is located in the outer field, which is where the Snow Temple is located.

Whenever local monks are about to achieve a breakthrough, or when they have precious elixirs or magic weapons that need to be refined, they will come here and rent a spiritual room for use.

However, due to the extremely high price of the spirit chamber here, only those powerful old monsters would come here.

Although now, because the Daoguo Conference is being held in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom, there are not a few people who have come to the Snow Temple to rent spiritual chambers in recent days.

When Ning Fan arrived, there were many people in the Snow Goddess Temple who wanted to rent the burial chamber.

It seems that because the number of spiritual chambers has been too tight in recent days, the rental price has increased sharply, so several tenants are bargaining with the stewards of the Snow Temple.

"Your Majesty the Steward! On weekdays, renting a low-grade spiritual room only costs 2.4 million snow crystals a day. Why has it increased so much today? It costs 15 million a day!"

"We are all regular customers, can't we give you some discounts?"

"Brother Lan! Please accept the small gift, but I don't know about the rent. Is there still room for negotiation?"

The steward in charge of leasing matters is a fat old man wearing a white tiger skin. His surname is Lan. His eyes are also very rare blue. His cultivation level can only reach the Immortal Realm.

There are red bird feathers on his head, one hand is a human hand, and the other hand has dragon claws. There are sparse basaltic barbaric tattoos on his body, and a large bunch of animal bone keys are pinned to his waist, corresponding to the rooms. Spiritual chamber.

The old man was too fat, and the fat on his face almost squeezed out his eyes. He squinted his eyes, held his stomach with his left hand in the shape of a human hand, and showed an impatient expression.

"Today is the peak season in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. Do you understand the peak season? This is the price, rent it or not! If you don't rent it today, I will raise the price tomorrow, and by then you won't even have this price!" Although the words are tough, but It is better to accept all the gifts from tenants. Although I collect money, I don't do anything. As long as I don't feel shameless, others are the shameless ones.

The person who gave the gift was so angry that his face turned green and red, but he didn't dare to get angry, as if he was extremely afraid of the identity of the steward surnamed Lan.

Fortunately, not everyone could bear the old man named Lan's price hike. Among the tenants, there was a young-looking monk Du Zhen who stood up and snorted rudely.

"Hmph! I am the sworn brother of the ninth-generation inner disciple of the 29th-generation grandnephew of the Northern Barbarian God, the Xuanzhao Divine General. You, a junior in charge, dare to raise the price for me. You are not afraid of me. Will you report this to the Lord General?"

"If you have the guts, please repeat what you just said without any changes, and I will believe that you and Xuanzhi have an old relationship. Otherwise, you will pay me whatever you have to pay!" The old man surnamed Lan looked like he was looking at a fool. Looking at that person.

"How presumptuous! You, the district manager, dare to call the General God a child, you really don't know..." The tenant was about to curse someone who was ignorant of life and death, but his mouth was severely covered by his companions.

"Don't talk nonsense! Although this person is in charge, he has a great background. It is said that he has a great cause and effect with the four holy religions of the ancient barbarians, and even the Lord Barbarian God has favored this person!" said a fellow traveler.

"Hiss! Does he really recognize the Barbarian God?" The tenant's expression was suddenly confused. He had never heard of the Four Holy Sects, but the Barbarian God naturally knew that he was the leader of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom! After gritting his teeth, the tenant finally paid the money obediently, snorted coldly, and left pretending to be proud.

"Bah! Pretend! It would have been better if you had paid earlier, but you wasted my time!" The old man surnamed Lan cursed and accepted the money, but did not put it into the savings table in the palace, but put it directly into his own pocket. He was actually embezzling money in public. paid this rent.

"Grandpa, this man is greedy for the Barbarian God's money..." Among the tenants, a certain barbarian child with horns in his head whispered to his grandfather. After all, this child's mind is not yet enlightened. He only heard adults say that the Snow Temple is the property of the Barbarian God, and all income must be dedicated to the Barbarian God. When he saw someone embezzling the Barbarian God's money, no one pointed it out, thinking that the adults didn't see it. Hence the reminder.

Although the child's voice was very low, all the monks here who were not advanced in Taoism naturally heard the child's words clearly, and their expressions changed slightly.

Grandpa, who had frightened the child, turned pale and scolded, "Stop talking nonsense!"

He also apologized profusely to the steward surnamed Lan who was scolded for being "greedy and moneyless".

It's a pity that the manager surnamed Lan has always been narrow-minded. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the child, and he had already engraved the child's appearance in his heart.

"Haha, I remember that you are a barbaric cultivator of the Fan family, right?" Steward Blue Star smiled kindly and asked the child's grandpa, but his kindness was just an act to anyone, and it would make him panic no matter how he looked at it.

"My lord, Fan Shiyun, the little man, has indeed just joined the Fan family not long ago." The child's grandfather replied respectfully, emphasizing the word "Fan family" in his words, as if he wanted the steward surnamed Lan to take notice of the Fan family. In terms of face, forgive a little or two.

"Fan family, the Fan family is great! By the way, what is your grandson's name?" the manager surnamed Lan asked again.

"My name is Ah Shan! They are afraid of you! I am not afraid of you! The Barbarian God is above you. It is wrong for you to steal the Barbarian God's money!" Seeing that the Blue Star steward was extremely rude to his grandfather, the children rushed to say their names. And mustered up the courage to look directly at the manager surnamed Lan.

"How presumptuous! You have no right to interrupt what the adults are saying! If you go back today, I will make you fast for ten days to teach you the rules!" Fan Shiyun cursed his grandson anxiously, but scolding his own children and grandsons is not a change of direction. maintain.

"Haha, Brother Fan, please don't get angry. He's just a baby. If you get angry, just hit him twice. Just preaching is of no use. He doesn't understand. Ah Shan, well, Ah Shan is a good name, but it's just a small character. , he doesn't deserve a great name. No barbarian master has given him a barbarian name or a barbarian surname yet, right?" The manager surnamed Lan asked with a warm-hearted tone.

"Well, not yet. He's not old enough yet. I don't know why the manager asked this." Fan Shiyun had a vague feeling.

"How about I ask you to give this baby a name today? I won't have any objections, right?" Tu Qiongdiao, the steward surnamed Lan, said.

"This... this is inappropriate... This little evildoer is not worthy of being given a name by the steward. It's inappropriate." Fan Shiyun was so shocked that he was sweating coldly. The name and surname of Man is something that will accompany Man Xiu throughout his life. How can it be allowed? It was given easily. Fortunately, he did not think that the steward named Lan could give a barbarian child a barbarian name without any tools or preparations, so his attitude of refusal was not too firm.

"It's okay, it's okay! I don't know why, when I first saw this doll, I liked it very much. Since I don't have any objection, I really gave it a name. What should I call it? Brother, your family has become a fanman, so this doll is logical He said, he should be admitted to Fan. Then should he be called Fan Agou? Fan Xiaozhu? Or Fan Sanpang? Hey, it’s easy to make a living with a cheap life, so this name must be cheap. Brother, don’t you think so..." The old man surnamed Lan Hehe smiled.

"Yes...ah, no, no, no, no, no. This is inappropriate, inappropriate." Fan Shiyun was anxious. Although he agreed that it was easier to make a living with a low name, he was talking about a small name, not a big name. If your grandson's name is Pig or Dog, he will probably be ridiculed often in his life.

"Yeah, your name shouldn't be too mean, and your life shouldn't be too mean. It's inappropriate to be a pig or a dog, but it's not appropriate to have a surname of Fan. After all, in my opinion, your Fan family ancestor Fan Lianhai is very mean." Lan The old man laughed, very arrogantly.

The words he said made Fan Shiyun's face turn pale with shock.

What is the monstrous background of the person in front of me!

Why can even his ancestor Fan Lianhai, a dignified second-level quasi-sage, be insulted casually!

Moreover, this person had scolded the Xuanzhao Divine General before. Is he really not afraid of causing trouble? Or is he with a monstrous background and already not afraid of the likes of quasi-sages!

But when the old man surnamed Lan spoke again, Fan Shiyun was filled with despair. He hated himself for not taking good care of his grandson, which had caused his grandson to get into trouble and ruin his life because of his mere reputation!

"The surname Fan is too mean! Your grandson deserves the most noble name in the world!"

"Then I will make the decision to give this son the most noble surname and name of the Northern Barbarians!"

"The surname Man is respected by Tao, and the name Man is respected by Man. From today on, this son will be called...Dao Manshan!"

"Hahahaha, what a name, what a name!"

The old man named Lan laughed wildly.

The brute force of heaven and earth listened to the call of the old man surnamed Lan in an instant, roared towards the child, and then condensed into the three ancient barbaric characters of Daoman Mountain,

The barbaric characters then collapsed and turned into endless barbaric patterns, which flew into the child's body, causing the child's injuries to be instantly healed. The originally baseless body instantly opened up its barbaric veins, gaining barbaric blood and cultivation.

The child who was given a name didn't understand what had happened. He only knew that he had been given a name and had received benefits. Moreover, the child was not the pig or dog mentioned before. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and was vaguely happy.

However, everyone present, as long as they understood the maliciousness of this name, their expressions changed drastically, and they all looked at the child and became sympathetic.

"Child, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Fan Shiyun's eyes were sad at the moment. He only regretted that he had not taught his grandson well, failed to control his mouth, did not refuse forcefully at the first time, and did not...

So poisonous! This manager surnamed Lan is so vicious!

Although the Dao barbarian surname is the first surname of the barbarian tribe, the Dao barbarian clan has been exterminated for countless reincarnations. How can there be a Dao barbarian in today's world?

The surname Man lasts a lifetime, and once chosen, there is no possibility of changing it.

Today, the most powerful barbarian tribes in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom are the four barbarians including the Fan family. Having these four surnames is a good surname with a big tree behind it.

And the surname Dao...

It is very likely that his grandson will become the last Dao barbarian in the world, a barbaric cultivator without the protection of his ethnic group.

What's even more frightening is that Fan Shiyun heard that this barbarian clan has been involved in huge ancient causes and effects, and no one in the clan can end well...

"Lan Daofeng! It's just a child's offence, but you are too cruel, too cruel to attack like this!" Fan Shiyun looked sad and angry, glaring at the old man named Lan as if he were an enemy.

"I gave you a cheap name, but you don't want it. I gave you the most noble surname in the world, but you are still not satisfied. You are really difficult to take care of. Forget it, I have a lot of people, so I won't argue with you. Having said that, the rent your Fan family owes to the Snow Temple must be settled in one go. I remember that your Fan family owes a total of 497.2 billion snow spar. If I tell your ancestors , use this kid surnamed Dao to pay off the debt, and all the debts can be wiped out. What do you think he will choose?" The old man surnamed Lan said with a bad smile.

Fan Shiyun was furious, "How cruel! You have ruined his reputation, but you continue to harm him! He is my grandson, you can't touch him!"

"No, he won't be anymore soon. Based on my understanding of Fan Lianhai, he shouldn't care about a man whose surname is Mantong."

"I will fight with you, ah ah ah ah!" Fan Shiyun had already lost his mind, spread out his blood, and rushed towards the old man surnamed Lan.

But he was pinned to the ground by the old man named Lan.

"You are not... you are not in the fairyland of fate..." Fan Shiyun was pressed by the finger of the old man surnamed Lan until he vomited blood and was inexplicably frightened.

This is not a trivial matter!

This is...this is the weight of the Saintly Mountain! When he was traveling when he was young, he was lucky enough to hear a saint exclaiming about the Dharma, and once saw the saint demonstrate the weight of the Tao Mountain!

Why! Why can such a scumbag become a saint! He is not a saint, but he is not a human being!

He wanted to curse and reveal the true face of the old man surnamed Lan to everyone here, but he could not speak. The will of the old man surnamed Lan was completely crushed on his body. If he disobeyed, he would be crushed to death instantly!

"Hey, brother, what are you doing? I'm so kind and you don't appreciate it, but you're punching and kicking me. You can't beat me, you can't scold me. You can only make yourself angry to death. Why bother? What? Forget it, I have a lot, I will forgive you one more time. If you mess with me again, I will really be rude." The old man surnamed Lan chuckled and released his fingers.

Fan Shiyun felt relaxed all over, and then he managed to get up from the ground. When he looked at Lan Daofeng again, although he still had a lot of hatred, he still dared to show it. How could he dare to hate a saint.

If this person is really provoked, not to mention his grandson, but the entire Fan family will die in an instant.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!" The child named Dao Manshan cried and his eyes turned red. He seemed to have grown up in an instant, and seemed to understand in an instant how much trouble his nonsense had caused.

"Let's go, let's... go home." Fan Shiyun's eyes were desperate and sad.

Witnessing this scene, the old man surnamed Lan, who had evil intentions, felt inexplicably happy.

Hey, I don’t know why, I just feel so happy when others are unhappy. This little life is getting happier with each passing day.

"Do you really think this kind of thing makes you happy? In your Taoism, I only see nothingness. You have no heart, right? I'm curious, who took your heart?"

Suddenly a voice sounded, interrupting the joy of the old man named Lan.

The old man surnamed Lan, who had always been narrow-minded, suddenly narrowed his cold eyes and looked at the speaker, with an unprecedented hint of murderous intent in his eyes!

Although he shows all kinds of malice to the world, he rarely actually kills him. However, it is different now. Someone can see through his emptiness and his unintentionality at a glance!

And what he dislikes most in his life is having his pain points exposed!

"Who are you!"

"When I say my name is Ning Fan, you will definitely listen to me. Then it won't matter whether I say who I am or not."

"What did you just say? Why can't I hear it clearly!" The old man surnamed Lan vaguely heard the word Ning Fan, but he couldn't hear it clearly, it was very blurry.

Mud?

Tired of rice?

What on earth did this boy say his name was!

Why does reincarnation cover up his true name? Is it possible that this child is not from this world, but a stowaway from another world?

The eyes of the old man surnamed Lan turned cold for a moment. If this kid is a stowaway from another time and space, if he kills him, he won't have to worry about karma. If he sacrifices his head to the messenger of reincarnation, I'm afraid his merits will be lost!

What a beautiful thing!

"Although you can't hear my name clearly, I want to confirm your name. In fact, there is no need to confirm, after all, the breath is still exactly the same, but I'd better ask."

"I just heard someone call you Lan Daofeng. You are indeed Lan Daofeng of the Four Saints, right?" Ning Fan said expressionlessly.

"Haha, I didn't expect your kid to recognize me. No wonder you know my unintentional things." Lan Dao said with hatred.

"Is it the fat man's blue, the fat man's Tao, and the fat man's seal?"

"Shu Zian dares to insult me!" Lan Daofeng laughed angrily. Since he became a saint, no one has dared to call him fat. This kid dared to call him three times in a row. He really didn't know how to live or die!

"It's not easy for you to cultivate, so I only point out one finger. If you can avoid being destroyed by ashes, I will keep your whole body!" Lan Daofeng said coldly.

"It's not easy to read your cultivation... Forget it, although I still want to chat with you a few more words in order to delay time to achieve something, but it seems that time has been delayed enough. Soul Order, now!"

But when Ning Fan rolled up his sleeves, a red light flew out from his sleeves and turned into a command. It was the Dao Man Soul that Ning Fan obtained together with the fragment of the Ancient Kingdom's Aegis Destruction Shield from Dao Man Mountain in the past. make.

The so-called Dao Barbarian Soul Token is a special token, and only the barbarian gods of the past generations know how to make it.

In every soul order. They all have the life soul of a powerful monk sealed and planted with special talismans.

As long as you hold the corresponding soul command, you can easily control the life and death of that person and make him surrender and become a slave.

Manshan, the first generation of Man Shinto, subdued forty-two saint servants in his life and planted the soul order. One of them was given to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan still remembers that the soul command he chose at that time was a soul command from the Half-Step Desolate Saint, the leader of the Four Saints Sect, whose name was Lan Daofeng.

Considering that he was in the illusory Holy Son Trial, Ning Fan was not sure at first whether this Soul Token, which was refined by Dao Manshan himself, would be effective against Lan Daofeng.

The Soul Token was refined by Daoman Shan after he attained Dao. Daoman Shan would refine the Soul Token in the future and accept Lan Daofeng as his servant, perhaps to avenge today.

Then in the current illusory time and space, Dao Manshan was still an unlucky child who had just been given a name and had just been harmed. Ning Fan was quite doubtful whether the soul order from the future time and space could restrain Lan Daofeng at this time.

So he stood aside calmly, secretly unlocking the soul order, activating the soul order, and tried it several times. After finally confirming that the soul order was effective, he stood up to confront Lan Daofeng, who was a dignified saint.

If he was not completely sure, no matter how reckless Ning Fan was, he would not think that he would be able to deal with a saint.

"This, this is, impossible, this is impossible! The Dao Barbarian clan has been destroyed. There is no Dao Barbarian clan in the world anymore, and no one can refine the Dao Barbarian Soul Token. It is even more impossible for anyone to take my life soul and force me to be a slave! This is The soul order is fake, fake!”

Lan Daofeng was furious and wanted to suppress Ning Fan, but then there was a restrictive force from the depths of his bloodline, forcing him not to do any harm to Ning Fan.

Even more because he had the thought of killing his master, his knees were no longer under control, and he knelt down in front of Ning Fan with a simple cry!

The saint kneels down!

The mountain cannot bear the kneeling of a saint! The sea cannot bear the kneeling of a saint! If Ning Fan were not the master of Lan Daofeng and just knelt down, although he would not be wiped out, he would be severely injured. Because there is no cause and effect, and he receives rewards without merit, the reincarnation will be seriously imbalanced.

But at this moment, he easily withstood Lan Daofeng's kneeling.

Ning Fan doesn't like others kneeling to him, but if this matter is used to punish villains, it's not impossible.

"This is impossible! This is impossible! Ahhhh!" Lan Daofeng felt humiliated for the second time in his life.

He wanted to resist the soul order and crush Ning Fan to ashes, but he couldn't!

After all, this Soul Token was refined by Daoman Mountain who was strong enough to fight against the Rebellion Saint at his peak! It is the strongest method of the Daoman clan!

"The cause of today is the result of tomorrow. The cause of tomorrow is the result of today. From the time you hurt a mere child because of a slip of the tongue, you should have thought that this scene might happen." Seeing the dignified saint look like a dead dog Kneeling, Ning Fan also felt an indescribable sigh.

But all of this is Lan Daofeng's fault, so who can blame him?

The cause and effect was planted by Lan Daofeng himself, and he personally gave the Daoman clan the barbarian surname to Daoman Mountain.

The results of it? Daoman Mountain did not fall because of this incident, but instead finally reached its peak, avenging his past revenge. Countless years after his fall, he gave Ning Fan this soul command by chance.

So there was a kneeling in front of me.

It seems like something was destined from the beginning!

It's like there is a big circle, covering everyone in it from the beginning, seamlessly and without leakage!

"Who are you!"

"I said my name is Ning Fan, but you can't seem to hear me clearly. Maybe you need to become stronger to hear me clearly."

"Fart! This time, I definitely heard it clearly! You are not called Nifan, nor are you called Yifan, your name is... Nifan! Ni who defies heaven, Fan who is trapped in a cage! Right! Such an arrogant name, I swear I will never forget it! I will carve it into my bones and blood, and I will remember the hatred and curse for the rest of my life! Ahhhh!" Lan Daofeng said angrily and helplessly.

You heard me clearly!

Ning Fan felt powerless to complain, and was suddenly startled, as if there was another Da Yuan who had quietly determined everything!

He said my name is...Ni Fan? !

Could it be that the name Nifan started to be spread among reincarnations when people misheard it?

Could it be that this moment... is the true beginning of the word Ni Fan!