Grasping Evil

When time and space were reset, Ning Fan came to the Snow Temple again and saw a similar scene.

Several tenants were bargaining with the steward of the Snow Temple, but the steward was no longer the fat blue man Lan Daofeng, but an old man of medium height and a common face.

"Your Majesty the Steward! On weekdays, renting a low-grade spiritual room only costs 2.4 million snow crystals a day. Why today..."

"We are all regular customers, so we can't..."

"Brother Fan! Please accept the small gift, but I don't know about the rent..."

The tenants' words were exactly the same as before, with only slight changes in their titles. From what he said, the new steward who replaced Lan Daofeng seemed to be named Fan.

"Today is the peak season in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. Do you understand peak season? It's the price, rent it or not!" Although the appearance is very different, the steward surnamed Fan seems to have copied Lan Daofeng's temper and lines.

"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 matter to the Lord General?" The same Duzhen monk from before stood up.

"Bah! I am the twelfth-ranked bloodline among the ninth-generation descendants of the Fan Man clan. You are just a loser!" The lines of the steward surnamed Fan were finally different from those of Lan Daofeng.

"You, you are from the Fanman clan!" After hearing this, the Duzhen cultivator suddenly looked shocked. After some calculations, he probably calculated that his identity and background were not as strong as the other party's. He gritted his teeth and finally paid the money obediently. Up to this point, the development of the plot is still roughly the same as before.

But the plot changed after that.

After all, the old man surnamed Fan was not the saint that Lan Daofeng was. He lacked confidence and did not dare to covet the confiscated rent.

The barbarian boy named Ashan naturally has no reason to expose and offend this person.

In this way, without Lan Daofeng's harm, how can Ah Shan obtain the name of Man in Dao Man Mountain? Ning Fan was a little curious.

"Who else wants to rent a funeral chamber? If you want to rent it, pay as soon as possible! If not, I still have a pot of pills to keep, but I have to take a step first!" Manager Fan urged impatiently.

"Manager Fan will stay..." It was Ah Gong from Ashan who said his name was Fan Shiyun.

Manager Fan glanced at him and saw that it was Fan Shiyun who spoke, and his expression suddenly sank, "What's the matter!"

"As for the rent, please give me a few days of grace, sir. The magic weapon in my furnace is still a few days away from being refined. When the magic weapon is sold, the rent will be paid, so..." Fan Shiyun begged.

"No! Either renew the rent today, or take your weapon refining furnace and leave this place!" Manager Fan said coldly.

"Master Steward, you and my grandpa are both barbarians. I beg you, for the sake of your fellow clansmen, to do something convenient. I will definitely remember this kindness in my heart!" Ah Shan pleaded on behalf of his grandpa.

"Same race? Ridiculous! As a Fanman, I have raised a barbarian and evil obstacle. I dare not recognize this same race!" The steward surnamed Fan became more and more angry as he looked at Ashan. Even though he originally meant to be accommodating, he didn't want to be accommodating at this moment. Maybe accommodating.

Ning Fan was surprised.

In the original history, Ashan was given the name Daoman Mountain because he offended Lan Daofeng, and his life was bumpy from then on.

But because the plot at this moment is the result of the self-correction of the trial world, Ah Shan at this time seems to have gained the name of Daoman Mountain due to certain events, and has become a traitor spurned by the Fanman clan.

His grandfather was also implicated, and the situation seemed to have become very difficult; now that the rent has increased sharply, he was unable to pay the rent for a while.

"Should I pay or not? If not, don't waste my time!" said the steward surnamed Fan impatiently.

"Rent, please wait a moment, sir. I'll go to the market to sell some old things. I should be able to raise the rent..." Fan Shiyun said helplessly.

"Wait a minute, I'll pay the rent for these two." Ning Fan spoke at this moment. He remembered Daoman Mountain's kindness in giving him the treasure, so he didn't mind lending a helping hand.

Even if this place is just a false world.

"What are you...huh? It turns out to be you!" Seeing Ning Fan interfering in this matter, the manager surnamed Fan was a little unhappy at first, but when he took a closer look at Ning Fan's appearance, he was overjoyed and his face showed greed. He seemed to recognize Ning Fan, and recognized him as the big fat sheep who appeared in Dukoufang City and spent money like water.

...

With Ning Fan's help, Fan Shiyun successfully renewed the rent, which made Fan Shiyun extremely grateful, but he was still partly doubtful and partly wary.

"Thank you, senior, for your generous help! It's just that I have never met senior, so why is senior willing to donate so generously? You must know that the rent has soared, and this amount of money is not a small amount..." Fan Shiyun asked in confusion.

He couldn't blame him for worrying about Ning Fan's ulterior motives. He could only blame his grandson for being involved in something some time ago and being harmed by someone, turning him into a Taoist barbarian.

Fan Shiyun was once bitten by a snake and had been afraid of well ropes for ten years. Fan Shiyun was really afraid. He was worried that strangers approaching would plot against his grandson.

Seeing that Ning Fan had advanced cultivation and did not deliberately conceal the powerful aura of the Eternal Monk, Fan Shiyun felt even more frightened, fearing that this matter would lead to another disaster.

Ning Fan originally wanted to explain the cause and effect between him and Dao Man Shan, but when he looked at Dao Man Shan who was still a child in front of him, he was speechless for a moment.

The timeline is a bit tangled up and not easy to explain.

"I was favored by others in the past. What I did today was just to show my gratitude. I didn't mean to do any harm to anyone." After all, Fan Shiyun explained it so as not to overthink it.

Fan Shiyun looked into Ning Fan's eyes and saw sincerity in them. He had read countless people and felt that Ning Fan was not lying, so he finally felt relieved.

So he thanked Ning Fan again and again for his generosity and promised to pay back the money as soon as the magic weapon was made and sold.

At the same time, there were many speculations in my mind, and I didn’t know which of my ancestors had an old relationship with Ning Fan and had given Ning Fan favors. What a beautiful thing!

During the Ancestor Huai Festival next year, we must pay more tributes to our ancestors!

A sneeze.

Ah Shan sneezed for no reason.

Fan Shiyun still had a furnace of magic treasures to watch and could not talk to Ning Fan anymore. After repeatedly apologizing, he took his grandson to the spiritual chamber to refine the treasures.

Ning Fan also had business to do, and he didn't intend to talk too much. He just said, "If you have any difficulties, please come to me," and then went to his spiritual chamber.

Fan Shiyun rented a lower-grade spiritual room, while Ning Fan rented a high-grade spiritual room. They were not in the same direction, and their treatment was completely different.

As for the price...

Ning Fan didn't ask in detail, and he didn't have much to ask. Whether it was a low-grade spiritual chamber or a high-grade spiritual chamber, the total cost only cost Ning Fan a penny of Tiandaoyin, and the price seemed to be several times higher. The steward surnamed Fan was brutally stabbed...

Even so, Ning Fan still paid the money without changing his expression. This scene shocked the tenants around him, and they all talked about Ning Fan's luxury.

There are also many people who secretly have greedy and evil thoughts.

Some people saw that the steward surnamed Fan seemed to know Ning Fan's background, so they offered him benefits and secretly inquired.

"Big Kun Feitian, don't be greedy!" The manager surnamed Fan only whispered eight words, and then the face of the inquirer changed drastically, and he no longer dared to have any evil thoughts.

This is implying that this boy comes from the Hunkun Holy Sect!

Be good! This boy is actually a disciple of the Rebellious Saint! Who dares to provoke such cause and effect!

"But this is unreasonable. Nowadays, the Northern Barbarians are in troubled times. I heard that many Holy Sects strictly prohibit their disciples from entering the Northern Barbarians, let alone the Rebel Sect. Why does this person appear here..." There are also some People are puzzled.

"Haha! This doesn't mean that the Nisheng has calculated the future of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. He knows that our Northern Barbarian Kingdom will be free from this disaster, so he agreed to let his disciples come. This is a good thing!" said the old man surnamed Fan proudly. .

"That's right! Our Northern Barbarian country is protected by barbarian gods, and even saints live in seclusion for eternity. Why should we fear the fate of the Ziwei Demon Lord!"

"A mere person dares to challenge a kingdom of saints. That Ziwei Demon Lord is really asking for his own death!"

"Barbarians are the sect of all realms, no one can destroy them! No one dares to destroy them!"

"A worm shakes a tree, don't judge yourself!"

"Let's talk later, Brother Fan! Rent a spiritual room for me first..."

...

In the upper-grade spiritual chamber, the fairy mist filled the air, and the spiritual energy was thick and cold.

Ning Fan crossed his legs in the spiritual chamber, turned his hands, and took out several Go pieces wrapped in blood.

At first glance, these chess pieces appear to be made of ordinary materials, but if you look closely, you can find that these chess pieces are actually embedded with human bones.

These human bone chess pieces are the important clues to find the real Stone God in the mission [Stone Ghost Searching for Brother].

According to Shi Guizhen, human bone chess was once very popular in the real world. At that time, many chess players were convinced that if they used their own bones to make chess equipment, their chess skills would be stronger and divine help could be obtained during the game. Indeed, many people used human bone chess to display their extraordinary chess skills and play frequently. A master of reversals, he has repeatedly defeated opponents whose chess skills far exceed his own.

But later, human bone chess was banned by the real world chess players for unknown reasons: some said that human bone chess was an act of cheating; some said that human bone chess was created by evil spirits and its existence was against the laws of nature; there were also rumors that the human bone chess was actually hidden inside. There is great danger.

In short, in today's real world, very few people use human bone chess, but for some reason, this object appears at the scene where Shi Shen and others disappeared.

"The ominous atmosphere exuding from this chess piece makes me feel palpitated. The source of my heart palpitations is not the human bones in the chess piece, but some other inexplicable thing..."

Ning Fan looked solemn as he observed the chess pieces.

When he first obtained these chess pieces, he tried to use his ability to communicate with all things to directly talk to the chess pieces, but failed.

Just because they are too far apart in time and space, they cannot hear the words of the chess pieces clearly.

And when Ning Fan forcibly claimed the master of one side of time and space and forcibly crossed that distance, he could only hear crazy and crazy murmurs from the chess pieces.

Unable to communicate, unable to communicate.

These human bone chess pieces are all crazy, stupid, and have lost the spirituality that all living things should have.

And this kind of madness seems to be contagious, as if it will corrode everything it touches; if a person with insufficient chess skills touches these human bone chess pieces, he will instantly fall into stupidity.

With Shi Guizhen's chess skills, he was a little afraid to touch the human bone chess, so he thought of his friend Zhang Dao, convinced that Zhang Dao's chess skills were enough to withstand the horror of the human bone chess, and find clues from it.

"First make sure whether the human bones in these human bone chess pieces belong to the real Shi Shen..."

Master Shigui gave Ning Fan several of his brother's old belongings, including a life tablet stained with his brother's blood, in the hope that Ning Fan could confirm the matter through the aura on it.

However, because the human bone chess piece was contaminated with too ominous chess power, it completely obscured the aura of the human bones within it. If you want to confirm this, you must first find out the ominousness in it.

This ominous chess power is too tricky and requires special sacrifices to exorcise it; if it is broken with brute force, it requires huge cultivation and chess power to support it, which is beyond the scope of Ning Fan's ability.

"Barbarian God Sacrifice Scripture"!

This is an ancient scripture that Master Shigui gave to Ning Fan. It records a certain ancient ritual inherited from the Northern Barbarian Kingdom - the Blessing of the Barbarian God! This ritual seems to be very effective in exorcising evil spirits, and it is especially lethal to the ominous aura in the human bone chess.

"The Blessing of the Barbarian God...interesting."

When Ning Fan started practicing barbarism, he had learned the curse technique of Barbarian God Blessing - yes, in Ning Fan's impression, Barbarian God Blessing should be a vicious magical power used to seize bodies and curse, but unexpectedly in this book According to the description in the scripture, the blessing of the wild **** can actually be used as a sacrifice, and it has the magical effect of exorcising evil spirits and avoiding evil.

This was far beyond Ning Fan's expectation, and made Ning Fan very interested in the Barbarian God Blessing Technique.

After all, he is also a Barbarian God. Is it reasonable to learn the Barbarian God Blessing Technique? Blessing one's own body can drive away evil spirits, dispel disasters, and restrain all inauspiciousness and curses; blessing one's enemies can also curse them, kill people invisible, and even take away the enemy's body when necessary - although Ning Fan does not feel that he needs to use it. That’s it for this function.

"In the past, I accidentally fell into the Barbarian Blessing Technique of the Ninth Generation Barbarian God Yin Mo. By chance, I stepped into the path of Barbarian Cultivation. As a result, I met the mountain and sea shadow of Daoman Mountain and obtained the fragment of the God-Destroying Shield; now, I am trying out The world meets Dao Man Mountain, meets Lan Dao Feng, meets Man God's blessing, all of this seems to be destined in the dark, like big circles, approaching the end..."

"Reincarnation is a small circle woven by countless causes and effects; fate is a large circle woven by countless reincarnations..."

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with green light as he looked at the human bone chess pieces, the Barbarian God Sacrifice Scripture, and at the same time he looked at himself.

He seemed to have understood something, as if he saw a butterfly being blown here and there by the strong wind...

After a long time, the green light in Ning Fan's eyes suddenly became extremely bright, but after he deliberately restrained it, it gradually returned to calm.

"Not enough, not enough. If you want to open the third door of heaven and man, you need to look further, higher, and more thoroughly! Only in this way can you have a slight touch of that seemingly destined, but actually ever-changing... destiny! "

...

The technique of the Barbarian God's Blessing is not only used by Barbarian Gods. If ordinary barbarian cultivators are skilled enough to master this technique, they can use special rituals to draw out the shadows of the ancient barbarian cultivators from the mountains and seas, and use those mountains and seas to The power of shadow leads to the blessing of the wild god.

Even non-barbarian cultivators can use special barbarian magic weapons to use this technique in certain situations.

And if anyone can directly release the blessing of the Barbarian God without any external force...

Such a barbarian cultivator will be respected as a barbarian **** by all the barbarian tribes in the real world!

Yes, Barbarian God is not a specific title for Dao Manshan and others!

After Daoman Mountain became Daoman, he established the ancient barbarian world and established himself as the first barbarian **** of the ancient barbarian world; but in fact, even before Daomanshan Dao was completed, there were still barbarian gods in the world.

There is a barbarian **** sitting in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom, and other barbarian tribes in the real world also have their own barbarian gods and their own barbarian gods' punishment laws.

Of course Master Shigui didn't know that Ning Fan was also a barbarian god. He didn't even know that Ning Fan had the cultivation of a barbarian. After all, the Ning Fan in his eyes was Zhang Dao, his chess-obsessed friend with whom he had a life-long friendship.

Therefore, in order to help his friend successfully use the Blessing of the Barbarian God, Master Shigui spent a huge price to collect many barbarian magic weapons.

Ning Fan has no use for these magic weapons.

According to "The Sacrifice of the Barbarian God", when using the Blessing of the Barbarian God, the better the spiritual veins of the place, the more significant the effect will be - this is the reason why Ning Fan came to the Snow Temple specifically.

Then, take a bath, burn incense, and raise a fire!

Ning Fan placed seventeen bonfires in the spiritual chamber and lit them one by one. The bonfires were arranged in specific directions according to the Barbarian God's ritual, and the number coincided with the number of nine mountains and eight seas.

Ning Fan was standing between the seventeen bonfires. If those bonfires were the Nine Mountains and Eight Seas of the Barbarian God, then the place he was in was the Yifang Realm, and he was the only **** in the Yifang Realm!

"Is this what it feels like to hold a barbarian **** ritual..." Ning Fan was thoughtful, comprehending and absorbing everything around him.

As a barbarian god, there was no need for him to follow the procedures of ordinary barbarian cultivators, but he insisted on doing so in order to personally experience the hidden meaning behind the ritual.

After the fire is raised, there is the ritual dance.

Dancers need to wear a Barbarian God mask and dance with a Barbarian God shield.

Ning Fan didn't have the Mask of the Barbarian God, but fortunately Master Shigui gave it to him.

But when Ning Fan put on this mask, he felt a sense of incompatibility and imperfection. This is a mask used by ordinary barbarian cultivators. It was obtained by the Stone Ghost Master at great cost. However, this mask does not really belong to the barbarian god. It is just the name of a barbarian **** mask.

Not worthy of the name!

So Ning Fan put down the mask of a barbaric cultivator and summoned his ghost face. His black hair turned into murderous silver hair in an instant!

He is the Barbarian God, and the mask he wears is the real Barbarian God mask, far better than any imitation in the world!

As for the ancient shield of barbaric cultivators collected by Master Shigui, Ning Fan also had no intention of using it.

That's also not the real Great Shield of the Barbarian God.

There has only ever been one Great Shield of the Barbarian God recognized by Ning Fan, and a certain fragment of that shield has been integrated into his existence and protected his existence.

In the past, he didn't understand why the Aegis Destroyer had to be integrated into his existence. Now, he gradually understands a little more.

When a monk's cultivation reaches a certain level, the body, soul, and even soul may have a chance to resurrect from the dead, but only existence itself is the most important, the most fragile, and the least able to withstand calculations and harm...

"The Aegis Destroyer is still guarding me to this day, silently guarding me at a height and dimension that I still cannot fully understand..."

As soon as Ning Fan thought about it, the shield shadow of the Divine Shield appeared in his mind.

The clothes around him changed even though he thought about it. He was no longer dressed as usual. Instead, he only wore a ferocious animal skin skirt wrapped around his waist. With his bare chest and bare feet, he stepped on the fire and danced an ancient sacrificial dance.

At this moment, the mountains are responding and the sea is calling!

Ning Fan could hear countless ancient voices singing along with his sacrificial dance between the mountains and the sea, but those voices were not actually emanated from the mountains and the sea, but the afterimages of the dead barbarians left in the mountains and seas. Responding to Ning Fan’s divine call!

The endless aura of mountains and seas converged on Ning Fan, sometimes clear and sometimes turbid, as if chaos covered his body!

When the breath of those mountains and seas is clear, it seems to be able to cleanse away all the ominousness and filth in the world; when it is dirty, it seems to be able to pollute everything in the world and curse everything in the world.

These two exist at the same time and are opposed to each other, but they are intertwined and perfectly symbiotic, just like the great road itself.

If the Blessing of the Barbarian God is used alone to harm, curse, or take away the body of a person, this technique can only be stronger than a saint, and is not enough to pose a threat to a true saint.

But if this technique's blessings and misfortunes are interdependent, and yin and yang complement each other, then this technique will be effective even if it is used to attack saints!

"What a dangerous aura! It is impossible for ordinary barbarian cultivators to use this technique with such power!" The ant master sensed an unprecedented danger from Ning Fan's magical aura.

She is parasitic in Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, and is like filth.

Ordinary means cannot destroy her, because she has long been bound to Ning Fan's life and death; however, the Blessing of the Barbarian God used by Ning Fan at this moment gave the ant owner a full sense of crisis.

This incident is enough to show that once this technique is launched, it is very likely to break her perfect symbiosis.

Xindao: After this kid learned this technique, the first thing he did was to treat himself as a disaster, right?

What to do if you feel unprecedentedly insecure!

"He is a true barbarian god, and he also holds a Kaitian-level barbarian magic weapon! Even if a barbarian **** from the Northern Barbarian Kingdom were to perform this technique, he would not have such power, because ordinary barbarian gods are not worthy of holding it. Such a magical weapon!" Duo Wen analyzed, looking shocked and worried.

I always feel like Ning Fan wants to do something unnatural again, and I am inexplicably worried about how to break it?

This kid just now almost ruined the Holy Son Trial by capturing the Saint; now in order to dispel the ominous atmosphere of the Human Bone Chess, he created the Barbarian God Sacrifice where the Barbarian God dances with the Aegis of Destruction...

Hey, I hope this matter does not exceed the algorithm of the trial world, otherwise...

...

"Nonsense! What a nonsense! Can't you just calm down for a while!" Deep in the wind and snow, on the top of the mountains, an old man who roasted chestnuts sensed what Ning Fan was about to do, and his expression suddenly changed.

Obviously, Ning Fan's behavior at this moment once again exceeded the algorithm.

If it is not stopped, the Holy Son will definitely collapse again later in the trial!

What a troublesome boy!

Can't you just do the tasks step by step like everyone else? You have to make trouble all day long! How does this kind of behavior resemble Zi Dou!

"So, how to solve the upcoming second collapse..." The old man fried Li narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He is Ziwei, but he is not Ziwei. When problems arise, his approach is different from Ziwei.

Ziwei is accustomed to making the most correct choice when problems arise, seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.

He is used to directly killing the person who caused the problem after it arises, instead of always worrying about how to solve the problem!

But, this time he couldn't do that.

He can kill everyone in the world, but he can't kill any of the descendants of Zi Dou!

"Zi Dou can put down his hatred and give Ziwei's descendants a place to live. If I take action against Zi Dou's descendants, I will admit that I am inferior to him, and I will admit defeat! I will be inferior to others!"

"What is sealed in that small boundary river is not Ziwei's descendants, but... Zi Dou's challenge to me across the long river of time and space!"

"Life and death are so light, victory and defeat are so important! I will never admit defeat to anyone in my life! Not even Zi Dou!"

Thinking of this, the old man Chaoli snorted angrily, and shot out countless purple and red starlights with his fingers, directly triggering the movement of Heavenly Dao, and then changing the content of Heavenly Dao... It can be regarded as updating a wave of Saint Son trials in advance. algorithm.

I can't solve the problem, so I'll patch it in advance. But I'm still very angry, angry and envious.

Where did Zi Dou find such a disciple who is capable of causing trouble...

Why can't I find it!

...

At the same time, Arctic Mountain was at the inner court of the Daoguo Conference.

The Northern Man God was dressed in red, with his face covered by a red gauze, standing in the wind and snow. Her whole body was covered in a red cloak, as if she didn't want any snow to fall on her skin.

The Northern Barbarian Country is a Snow Country, and she is the Snow God of this Snow Country.

However, the funny thing is that she doesn't like snow, but she can't say she hates it. She just has no expectations for snow.

She seemed to be looking forward to something else more than snow, but she had forgotten what it was.

She seemed to have been waiting for something, but she had long forgotten what she was waiting for, because this life was already her forty-second reincarnation.

Every time she kills herself, she will lose something. It may be memories, emotions, Taoism, or other things...

She lost a lot, but she couldn't remember what she had lost.

This was great sadness, but her heart couldn't feel what sadness was.

Because there was only a void in her chest, she had no heart at all. She probably lost it when she committed suicide in a certain life.

Behind him, several Northern Barbarian God generals knelt in the snow, reporting to the Northern Barbarian Gods one by one the noteworthy events in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom in recent days.

"Lord Lan Sheng still can't be contacted. He is probably delayed by something important..." General Xuanzhao knelt in front of the gods, his eyes were hot and humble, looking up at the back of the Northern Barbarian God.

That back view is his lifelong belief! He was willing to give up everything just to get the Northern Barbarian God to smile at him.

But he also knew that this matter was just an extravagant wish in his heart, not to mention that the Northern Man God didn't bother to show mercy or look at him more; even if he was willing to look at him a few more times, he would definitely not smile at him.

He had never seen the Northern Barbarian God smile.

She had never seen the Northern Barbarian God even when she was playing her favorite chess game.

This made him very doubtful whether there was anyone in this world who could make the cold-hearted Northern Barbarian God smile for him.

"Put away your delusions. I can pretend that this has never happened. Otherwise, you can also choose to become an eternal piece of snow in the sky above the Northern Barbarian Kingdom." But at this moment, the cold words of the Northern Barbarian God came. The message instantly shattered all the delusions of General Xuanzhen. In the snowy weather, cold sweat soaked his whole body.

"My subordinates will die! Please forgive me!"

"It won't happen next time." What he received was still the cold reply from the Northern Barbarian God.

It's not forgiveness, it's just...not caring.

She actually doesn't care if others have wrong thoughts about her, but she doesn't like others to have wrong thoughts about her.

This is very contradictory.

I obviously don't dislike it, but I still... don't like it.

Why exactly is this happening...

The Northern Man God raised his jade neck and looked at the endless snow in the sky with his beautiful eyes.

With her computing power, she can calculate the number of snowflakes in the sky at the moment and even predict the total amount of snow falling in the next hundred years.

But there were still things she couldn't figure out or understand.

Human affairs are really complicated, and people’s hearts are even more complicated.

If everything in the world were destined on the chessboard, perhaps there would be no such troubles...

"Do you want my subordinates to send more people to look for Lan Sheng?" General Xuan Strike asked cautiously.

"No need. The reason why Blue Saint didn't come was not because he was misled by something important, but because of other reasons. I can't figure out the specific reason, but the inability to calculate it in itself is enough to explain the problem. It's probably because the counter-sage took action. .." The Northern Man God said with an indifferent expression.

"What! Are there another rebel saints who are intervening in our Northern Barbarians' calamity! These rebel saints really deserve..." Xuanzhao Shenjiang said in a hateful voice.

He wanted to curse those who rebel against the saint and deserve to die, but he couldn't express it. In this unspeakable world, he couldn't do whatever he wanted.

"Be careful. You have been having many delusional thoughts recently, which is a sign of calamity. I am afraid that someone has secretly used tricks to lure you into calamity. Before countless calamities, if you were under a saint, you would die if you entered. You are a saint. , and dare not show up publicly at this time, so as not to increase wear and tear."

"Thank you for the reminder, your Majesty. I will be more careful!" General Xuanzhao said gratefully.

"That's good, what else is there to do?" The Northern Barbarian God.

"Other matters are not urgent, so the subordinates and others have written them in the memorial." The gods replied respectfully.

"Since there is nothing to do, then... that's right." The Northern Man God was planning to send the generals away, but suddenly he remembered something, so he changed the topic.

"A few days ago, the sunny and snowy days came early. Have you found out the reason?" The Northern Man God didn't know why she cared about such a trivial matter that the sunny and snowy days came early.

She has clearly calculated the good and bad of this matter, and it is clear that it is neither bad nor good, and it has nothing to do with the destiny of the Northern Barbarians.

But for some reason, she still cared a little about this matter, as if there was an inexplicable emotion waiting for something in the hollow depths of her heart.

"Your Majesty, forgive me!" The gods and generals apologized one after another, obviously unable to find anything.

I don’t think that an accidental weather change has any profound meaning.

"There is no reason..." The Northern Barbarian God sighed quietly, and then was startled. He didn't understand why he was sighing like this.

What on earth was she expecting.

Obviously, there is nothing in her past and future, and nothing has ever appeared.

She finally dismissed the gods and generals and stood alone in the wind and snow, as if she had completely merged with the lonely wind and snow, and gradually she could no longer see clearly.

But at this moment, the Northern Man God's eyes suddenly changed.

She seemed to sense something she couldn't understand.

"There is another barbarian **** who has appeared in the Snow Temple. I should have never seen this person before, but why does it feel so familiar..."

"Where is Xuanzhi!"

"The final general is Xuan Ji, and I am willing to go through fire and water for you!"

"You don't have to go through fire and water. All you need to do is go to the Snow God's Temple and invite a guest over. His name may be Zhang Dao..." Maybe it's not Zhang Dao, but the Northern Man God can't figure out the truth.

Only in the fragmented pictures deduced, I saw...a butterfly fluttering towards the fire, regardless of everything, at any cost, but still turned into ashes bit by bit.

And for the first time, she felt a little irritated and a little scared because she couldn't figure out something.

It was as if the fire was not burning just a butterfly, but her empty heart!

This picture has no meaning!

But...if she really encounters a scene of burning butterflies in the future, she must rescue that butterfly!

"Zhang Dao? This name sounds familiar. Could it be him? No, it must be someone with the same name."

General Xuan Jing was startled when he heard this, but he immediately remembered the past when he went to Nanliang Chess Academy to visit friends.

There, he also met Zhang Dao, a talented chess player...but it was probably not the same person.

No matter how talented he is, he is just an ant, a speck of dust, and is not worthy of being invited by the Barbarian God!

"Follow your orders! Please bring this person back as soon as possible!"