Grasping Evil

Truth and fiction are completely opposite concepts. However, there are actually blurry and ambiguous boundaries in this contrast.

Just like the world in the mirror, the world outside the mirror is always separated by the thickness of the mirror.

If something is false in the mirror, then something is true outside the mirror; if something is true in the mirror, then something is false outside the mirror, but what about the mirror itself?

The truth is only in one thought!

Those who can clearly understand this matter are qualified to be ranked as true immortals, but understanding does not mean the end. If you want to truly transcend this mirror, if you want to truly control the blurred boundaries, you can only transcend the ordinary and become a saint.

saint!

Those who become saints transcend reincarnation and have a perfect path. Even if the second monk travels through time and changes cause and effect, he will not be able to cause any damage to the saint's circle!

Just because the world that saints believe in is neither real nor false, neither in the mirror nor outside the mirror, but...the body has become a mirror!

My body is a mirror!

I am life and death! I am the cause and effect! I am true and false!

I am the embodiment of great freedom!

I am the end of countless tribulations!

But who is "I"?

Someone once said:

When you know who you are, you are not you.

You are you when you don’t know who you are.

Just because at that time you had already overcome everything and found your own existence.

I am existence itself.

I will exist forever until I am destroyed.

When a saint finds his own existence, he will find the world that belongs only to him.

That world does not exist in any time and space of reincarnation, nor does it have anything to do with all the truth and emptiness in the world.

That world, whose existence is known to those who only have a thought in their minds, is called... [One World]!

at some point.

Somewhere within bounds.

A giant, shrouded in a sea of ​​blue mist, is sleeping between heaven and earth.

In this world, there are eight Tao mountains and six Tao seas.

The mountains are also blue, the sea is also blue, and there are four holy beasts shrouded in blue mist, each occupying one side and guarding this world.

The use of holy beasts to guard a world is the supreme magical power of the Four Holy Religions, and was created by the leader of the Four Holy Religions, the sleeping blue mist giant.

Suddenly, the blue mist giant seemed to have experienced a nightmare and woke up in shock.

Just a moment later, he was at a loss again, as if he couldn't remember what he had experienced in the dream.

"It seems like a nightmare, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt me..."

"But I don't know why, this dream made me feel the hollowness of my heart, which has been suffering for hundreds of centuries, and gave me a brief and illusory beating feeling... My heart has been lost, my thoughts are disabled, but this kind of beating feels... Where did it come from..."

"It seems that the soul command contract planted by Dao Manshan's kid in the past has some resonance, but the strange thing is that this is not the induction of the soul command summoned by me, but other unknown factors. ..."

"There is an unknown fire growing in my heart. It seems that I suffered some losses in my dream. However, this unknown fire should not burn my real body. It should be removed to reduce the possibility of wear and tear..."

The blue mist giant had an expressionless face, and with a little finger, circles of blue mist immediately enveloped his body, and then forced out the nameless anger in his body one by one.

Then, his anger turned into blue snowflakes. Finally, the snowflakes melted and disappeared.

If Ning Fan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the appearance of this blue mist giant was clearly 80% similar to the Lan Daofeng he had seen; the reason why it was not very similar was because the original Lan Daofeng in one world was not A fat man seemed to be in an extremely weak state for some reason. He was as skinny as a stick, with a haggard appearance, and his energy and blood were declining.

"The kid from Daomanshan once promised that he would find my heart for me, but his body died and Dao disappeared, and all the promises became deceptions. As expected, there is no trustworthy person in the world, no one has faith, everyone is hateful, and everyone can be humiliated. , can be killed!"

Several more nameless fires shot out from Lan Daofeng's body, forcing him to restrain his anger, calm down his thoughts, and then force out the nameless fires one by one again.

So it was peaceful again.

It was also at this time that he noticed something strange happened to his body due to a nightmare.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was sensing the endless cause and effect of his own reincarnation; suddenly he opened his eyes, and with a knife-like finger, he stabbed it into his chest.

But not a drop of blood came out.

Then he took out a rib with his hand. The rib was like jade, and there were infinite dharma intertwined on it. However, at this moment, in addition to the infinite dharma, there were also two thrilling words engraved on the rib for some unknown reason. Character.

Nifan!

Seeing this scene, Lan Daofeng frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

He didn't understand why it was just a nightmare, but in the dream, he had words carved into his bones, complaining about it.

Isn't it just a little more wear and tear?

Ni Fan? Is it someone's name? These two words were engraved with overwhelming anger. It was obvious that he was severely bullied by someone named Ni Fan in his dream.

"Did I imagine myself to be too weak when I was enlightened in my dream, and I suffered a big loss..."

"Or maybe it's the opportunity I've been waiting for that finally turns around..."

Lan Daofeng counted with his fingers, trying to figure out the root cause, but he couldn't.

This is normal. If you can suffer a loss in your dream, the other party must also be something that cannot be underestimated. It is not surprising.

And when Lan Daofeng only considered the good or bad of this matter, not specific, he was surprised to find that sometimes this matter showed signs of great disaster, and sometimes it showed endless good luck.

The serious danger is not worth mentioning. Even if he does not know the specifics of the incident, Lan Daofeng has as many ways as possible to avoid the evil. Unless the other party's cultivation level is much higher than his own, then this level of threat is not worth mentioning at all.

However, Daji is questionable.

"Given my current situation, the only thing that I can judge as a good thing is... my heart. Could it be that what I encountered in my dream was really an opportunity to find my heart?"

"Do you want to avoid this, or go up to it..."

For a time, Lan Daofeng was in a dilemma. Now he could not withstand too much wear and tear, and he was unwilling to take any risks; but his long-cherished wish that was originally impossible suddenly became possible, which made him unable to let go and unable to make a decision. .

"Zhenwu, Tianhe, Zhudog, Jushou, what do you four think about this matter?" Lan Daofeng suddenly spoke and asked his four holy beasts.

Said to be the holy beasts of the four directions, they are actually just the four evil thoughts that he chopped off when he attained enlightenment.

Killing four corpses was all out of evil thoughts. It was only then that Lan Daofeng realized what a wicked person he was, and he instantly understood his most evil path and his thoughts.

"Avoid!" Zhenwu replied, and there was a faint sound of turtle chirping in the echo.

"Hide!" Tianhe replied, and there was a faint sound of pig braying in the echo.

"Escape!" Zhu Dog replied, and there was a faint sound of barking in the echo.

"Run away!" the giant head replied, and there was a faint sound of demonic roar in the echo.

"Good!" Lan Daofeng nodded.

Then the great circle of reincarnation unfolded, like fishing for the moon in the water, and some of the causes and effects of the recent nightmare were fished out.

"That's it, no worries. It's just a pity that I missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to find my heart. Alas..."

...

Lan Daofeng disappeared!

Ning Fan had just used the soul command to subdue Lan Daofeng, when blue mist suddenly appeared around the latter.

But as soon as the blue mist blew, Lan Daofeng's flesh and blood rotted into dust, and the bones of the saint intertwined into infinite Taoism also decayed in an instant.

Then the ashes all over the ground fled into the mountains and seas, disappearing into nothingness, leaving only Ning Fan standing there with solemn eyes, not understanding what happened.

"Is the soul order invalid..." Ning Fan said with an ugly expression.

"It has not failed, but this place is not the real world, and the binding force of the soul command is limited after all; in addition, the person's cultivation level is too high, he has fished out his illusory body, and removed the cause and effect... You are too conceited You are trying to capture a saint, what do you think of a saint?" Ant Master said with disdain.

In fact, there are already turbulent waves in my heart.

She is just a tenth-century saint, and her cultivation is far less advanced than Lan Daofeng. If it were her, she would never be able to solve the problem using this method.

It's really a strange thing that Lan Daofeng is so powerful, but why his reputation in the real world is not obvious.

"More than that! Your behavior of rashly conquering a saint has exceeded the computing limit of this trial world. The trial is out of order! You shouldn't act like this! You are too impulsive! How dare you take action against a saint! Hey! !" Duowen Wushuang said with the same ugly face, and his tone seemed to have endless complaints.

"I didn't know that I couldn't use the soul command to capture the saint here, and I asked you beforehand. Didn't you also say that you can give this a try?" Ning Fan said speechlessly.

Before he captured Lan Daofeng, he consulted the ant owner and Duo Wen about the feasibility of the matter.

What did these two people say at that time?

[Ant Lord: You can give this a try! If you can really capture this saint alive, even if it is just the illusory body of his saint son for trial, it will be of endless benefit to you and me! 】

[More news: Catching a saint? And such good things? If you really succeed, you might be able to get tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of trial points in one fell swoop! I think it works! 】

Good guys, everyone took the blame afterwards.

This incident also gave Ning Fan a reminder.

Although he has two know-it-alls, Ant Master and Duo Wen, who can ask questions, they are not omnipotent, and sometimes they make mistakes in judgment. For example, they made huge mistakes in judging Lan Daofeng's strength.

You can believe one of them, but not all of them.

Ning Fan quickly calmed down and began to observe the changes around him.

This world is a trial world constructed by Immortal Emperor Ziwei. It has its own algorithm to deduce the way of heaven and simulate all living beings. However, the calculation also has its limits. Obviously, there is no trial saint who can capture the saint in this world.

Ever since, because of Ning Fan's reckless behavior of capturing Lan Daofeng, the Holy Son Trial malfunctioned and stopped running.

The world's time has stopped!

The surrounding tenants were frozen in motion, like puppets that had lost their clockwork.

All the creatures in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom fell into a freeze.

The wind no longer blows.

The water stopped flowing.

Snowflakes stopped in the air.

The stars stopped twinkling.

Only the prompt sound of the Holy Son's Thunder Book is still coming out.

【warn! 】

【warn! 】

[Due to technical reasons, the Trial of the Holy Son will be closed early. Please take back your mind and leave this world; I repeat, please take back your mind and leave this world. 】

"Is the trial over?" Ning Fan sighed helplessly.

His one wrong move caused the entire Holy Son Trial to collapse. Looking at the history of Ziwei Immortal Domain, this may be the only one.

Blood loss!

Unexpectedly, this attack not only failed to capture the saint's slave, but also caused the trial to collapse. In this case, if you want to obtain Ziwei Taoism and restore Duowen Wushuang from here, you can only give up.

Unlike Ant Leader and Duo Wen, Ning Fan decisively admitted his failure and did not intend to pass the blame to these two people.

He would not blame the two for mistakes in their opinions. After all, it was him who made the final decision.

Ant Lord: In this case, we can only give up on this matter.

Duo Wen: What a pity! What a pity! It seems that my wish is destined to be impossible to achieve in this world.

Ant Lord: There is no other way, let’s go. Don't wait until the trial is completely broken, and you can't even withdraw your mind, then you will lose more and more.

Duo Wen: You go, I won’t leave. I want to stay here and collapse together with the Holy Son in the trial.

However, Duo Wen once again had the desire to die, or he was just reluctant to leave here.

"No, there is another way to prevent the trial from collapsing! There is another person who should be able to do this!" Ning Fan suddenly spoke, interrupting the pessimistic views of the ant master and Duo Wen.

When the two heard this, they were both at a loss, obviously unable to figure out who else could prevent the collapse of the Holy Son's trial.

This is the trial world organized by the Immortal Emperor of the Fourth Step. Who can repair it? The two of them didn't believe it.

After all, these two people have no memory of Ning Fan meeting the old man, but Ning Fan knows that if the old man is willing to take action, the matter may still be able to be reversed.

Ning Fan: I want to meet someone!

Ant Lord: Who are you meeting? Could it be that you are going to see your little junior sister who is frozen and unable to move? Tsk tsk It’s you indeed.

Duo Wen: What! The girl is now frozen and unable to move. Are you planning to take advantage of her situation and do this to her? What a beast!

Ant Lord: Hey, he can even use a brick on the ground to do this, let alone a delicate beauty who can't move.

Duowen: Brick? Senior, please elaborate!

Seeing that these two people were getting more and more outrageous, Ning Fan directly blocked their voices and ignored them.

He planned to go find the old chestnut roaster to see how the matter could be resolved.

Unexpectedly, the other party also wanted to find Ning Fan at this moment.

"You brat, look at the good deeds you have done! I just had a kind thought and let you, a descendant of Zi Dou, enter this Ziwei trial. Is this how you did to me! You destroyed my dojo, how brave you are!"

As an angry voice echoed across the world, the collapse of the Holy Son's trial suddenly came to a halt.

After that, Ning Fan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, the scenery changed rapidly, and in an instant, he was no longer in the Snow Temple.

The next moment, the objects around him changed, and time and space seemed to have gone backwards!

At this moment, he had returned to the past, back to the stall of an old chestnut roaster. The surrounding scenery was the Dukoufang Market that he had visited when he first entered the Northern Barbarian Kingdom.

At this time, Ning Fan's body was still as it was then, with more than a dozen oil-paper bags hanging on it, which contained all the gadgets he bought while shopping with Bai Ling; he carried a kite in the shape of a phoenix bird on his back, and on his hand there were I took two extremely ugly candy men. Yes, this happened before.

Looking back, Ning Fan saw Bai Ling's frozen movements: she was taking a bite of snowflake cake on the left and a candied haws on the right, with a snow demon-shaped mask hanging on her head. It was indeed the way she looked when she went shopping with him before.

Suddenly, there was some kind of absurd illusion, like a dream from another life.

Have I really been to the Arctic Mountains and seen the real stone ghost?

Have I really met the senior Daomanshan when I was young?

Did I really stand up for my senior and capture Lan Daofeng?

Did I really cause the Son Trial debacle?

Did I return from the future of Arctic Mountain to the past of the roasted chestnut stall, or was it that in the hot smoke of the roasted chestnut stall, I saw the future after I went to Arctic Mountain and caused the collapse...

Ning Fan closed his eyes and swept away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were green and clear, and he clearly understood the situation at the moment.

"We meet again, senior." Ning Fan said calmly. He said one word after another, confirming the previous experience and not an illusion.

"In less than half a breath, I stabilized my Taoist mind. Ha, interesting!" The old man Chaoli couldn't hide the look of approval in his eyes.

Then he remembered that he came to Ning Fan not to praise him, but to blame him, and his face suddenly became serious again.

"Look at the good things you have done! Tell me how you plan to compensate me for my losses!" the old man said angrily.

Everything around them, time still seemed to have stopped, Bai Ling seemed to be frozen, the pedestrians on the street seemed to be frozen, the ant owner and Duo Wen were also frozen, only Ning Fan and the old man Chaoli were different from the others and seemed out of place.

"Compensation? Where do we start with this?" Ning Fan pretended to be confused and asked.

"Hmph! You kid didn't do your good job, and went to catch the saint. You caught him, and you succeeded in catching him! As a result, the trial world that I regard as a dojo collapsed. In order to repair the trial I had to spend ten years to repair it. Shouldn't you compensate for it?" the old man said coldly.

"Ten ancient years?" Ning Fan was slightly surprised. From the time he caused the trial to collapse, to meeting the old man, to the old man repairing the trial world, it was obviously just a matter of a few breaths, but the old man actually said that he spent ten years. Was it repaired in ancient times? How is this possible? You can't touch porcelain like this.

"What? Do you think I'm blackmailing you for your money? Do you think I'm just after the millions of heavenly gold in your pocket? Huh! To you, my actions only lasted a moment, but I had already stretched out the years in that moment. As far as I am concerned, it has indeed taken ten years to repair this world. After all, this world is not trivial. There are great secrets and great horrors that I have deduced, as well as the past plans and calculations of many saints and even rebel saints that I have reviewed. The cause and effect here is huge! It's not easy to repair it! What's wrong with asking you to compensate one or two!" explained the old man.

Ning Fan nodded, seeming to agree with part of the old man's statement.

But then he still shook his head, as if he still didn't agree with the old man's final conclusion.

"Ten years ago, I believe it; it's not appropriate to compensate one or two." Ning Fan replied.

"Why? Could it be that you, a descendant of Zi Dou, don't even dare to take responsibility for the mistakes you have committed!" the old man fried Li said sarcastically.

"If you are at fault, you should bear the responsibility; if you are not at fault, you should not compensate." Ning Fan argued.

"Sophistry! However, I am interested in hearing what you have to say." The old man said.

"Senior, I would like to ask, is there any rule in the Holy Son Trial that prohibits capturing wild saints during the mission?" Ning Fan asked confidently.

"There are no rules!" The old man's mouth twitched.

Wild saint?

What nonsense is this! What do you think of a saint?

"Then I captured the saint, but I don't know which rule I violated. Why did the senior want to destroy the trial world and cancel my trial qualification?" Ning Fan.

"It's your actions that exceeded the calculation limit of the trial world, which led to the collapse. What does it have to do with me!" Old Man Chaoli.

"I see. The quality of the trial world itself was not up to standard, so it collapsed. In this way, instead of being the perpetrator, this junior is considered an innocent victim." Ning Fan.

"So? You still want me to compensate you in turn!" The old man laughed angrily.

"I dare not! But if the senior insists on giving it, the junior will not refuse." Ning Fan.

"..." The old man fried chestnuts.

"..." Ning Fan.

The air became silent for a moment.

"The person who brought you to the path of cultivation is definitely not Zi Dou!" After a long time, the old man said with certainty.

"How did senior know this?" Ning Fan.

"Zi Dou is not so shameless." The old man said.

A sneeze.

In Qimei City in the Rain Realm, a certain old man Han with a wretched face sneezed for no reason.

"Oh? From the senior's tone, it seems that he has great respect for my Master Zi Dou?" Ning Fan was surprised.

He could understand the feelings of Immortal Ziwei because he had the dignity of being a rebel and would not take action against Zi Dou's descendants; but he did not quite understand the feelings of Immortal Ziwei who admired Immortal Emperor Zi Dou so much.

It’s not that Immortal Emperor Zi Dou is not worthy of admiration.

The main reason is that the people who admire Zi Dou are not right.

According to Ning Fan's speculation, the old man roasting chestnuts in front of him should be some form of existence of the Immortal Emperor Ziwei. A loser who was also a rebel saint but was killed by the Immortal Emperor Zidou. It is really possible that he could ignore his past grudges and respect his enemy so much. What?

The more I think about it, the weirder it gets.

Could it be that... I guessed wrong about this person's identity?

"You are indeed wrong in your guess. I am not Ziwei, and it was not me who was killed by Zi Dou." The old man said as if he could guess Ning Fan's thoughts.

"Then senior is..." Ning Fan was greatly surprised.

The aura of this old man roasting chestnuts is clearly the same as the aura left by Immortal Emperor Zi Dou. Why would he say that he is not Immortal Emperor Ziwei...

"As for who I am, if you really want to know, you can find it in the trial. If you are skilled enough, you will know the answer." The old man obviously didn't want to explain anymore.

"Then junior..."

"Go back and continue the trial! Don't do anything beyond the rules of the algorithm! The time point will be reset to when you first entered the Snow Temple. As for the Lan Daofeng... Huh! From now on, the Holy Son trial will be over again. Wu Lan Dao seals this person, and all cause and effect will be corrected by the laws of heaven set by me!"

Without giving Ning Fan any more chance to speak, time and space began to move forward.

A few breaths later, Ning Fan returned to the moment when he first entered the Snow Temple.

At this moment, there are still several tenants in the Snow Temple who are bargaining with the steward of the Snow Temple, but that steward is no longer Lan Daofeng, but has been replaced by someone else by the laws of heaven.

"It's a pity that I couldn't get compensation from Senior Chaoli..." Ning Fan felt regretful.

At the same time, in the depths of the endless wind and snow, an old man dressed in purple clothes looked at Ning Fan with a strange look on his face.

"This boy is shameless, but he is indeed a talent. It's a pity that he is not my disciple, but fortunately, he is not a pure descendant of Zi Dou, but he was led astray by someone from the beginning. In this way, as a disciple, I can’t be considered too complete a loser to Zi Dou.”

"I am not Ziwei, but I am still Ziwei. Unfortunately, it is the part that was calculated out. Since I have lost my existence, I am not Ziwei. I don't know if this kid can see through this."

"Hey, I really want to live to the age of Zi Dou Daodao and compete with him for luck. It's a pity, it's a pity..."