Chapter 1948

However, the old Madman's heart is also very suspicious, thinking that Ning fan may be mystifying. He didn't doubt Ning fan's ability and savvy. The main reason is that such a short time is not enough. Any cultivation should be carried out step by step, and the wanzhang mansion should be built layer by layer.

But Ning fan's next question completely shocked him. Ning fan asked about some problems in Gongfa, which the old madman once met. If he didn't understand, he couldn't ask them. This is enough to prove that Ning fan really understood destiny. No matter what degree Ning fan understands, at least Ning fan has entered the stage.

"Sir, you are a man of God!" The old madman sighed sincerely, and then answered Ning fan's question. He answered it very carefully, and almost said what he knew completely.

Ning fan did not speak immediately after listening, and thought seriously for a long time. There is no doubt about Ning fan's savvy. With the secret of creation, he can master all kinds of methods. With his brainstorming and deep study of great prophecy, it's not very difficult for him to master destiny. Of course, it's only a preliminary study, and there's still a long way to go for thorough mastery.

"I think you must have paid the price of longevity when you use it. In fact, it's not worth it. You can use another way. Forget it. Now you don't understand. Let's talk about it later. " Ning fan light tunnel, he now not only got through the destiny, but also saw its defects.

"Sir, it's very true that the cost of using destiny is very high. I spent 500 years of life using it this time." The old madman grinned bitterly, "but it's worth it, because I'll wait, sir."

At this time, he was more sure that his life span of five hundred years was too much. As long as Ning fan could help him get rid of the shackles of corpse repair, he would be willing to pay five hundred years more.

See him again around to save people's topic, Ning fan no longer speak, stretched out his hand to signal him to lead the way. As for the danger and difficulty of the other party, Ning fan is too lazy to ask. With the strength of the old madman, it's impossible to think with his toes about what he can't do.

The wasteland in the back mountain looks lonely and desolate. During this period, many new tombs have been added. The smell of incense has not disappeared, and it is even more desolate. Ning fan saw the two graves at the first sight. They sent out a special smell, which made him frown.

Since the cultivation, Ning fan has met countless dangers, but he has not dealt with the dead. But this time, it's obvious that he wants to deal with the dead, which makes him feel that he is neither laughing nor crying. On the surface, the two graves look ordinary, but they reveal a strong evil spirit.

"Sir, this is the grave of my parents. This is the grave of my poor wife and children. They all died because of me. I'm ashamed of them. If I can't let them see the sun again, I'll die." The old madman knelt down and kowtowed several heads to Ning fan.

"No gift!" Ning fan waved his hand and didn't want to say more polite words. He went directly to the wasteland grave in his right hand. At this time, a straight black smoke suddenly came out of the wasteland grave and shot to Ning fan's face.

But Ning fan didn't even move. The black smoker stuck in the air and couldn't move any further. It seemed that he was held by a pair of invisible hands. The black smoker seems to be reluctant to break free a few times, but eventually failed to break free.

"Where is your holiness and why do you disturb my Qingxiu?" There was a voice of indignation in the grave.

"Dad, this is an expert invited by my child to help you out." The old madman explained quickly.

"Hum, I'm not trapped. How can I get out of it? Let him go. I'm used to staying here. Don't bother me again!" Unexpectedly, the old man in the grave didn't appreciate it at all.

Ning fan couldn't help laughing: "your words are insincere. No parents don't want to reunite with their children. What's more, after tens of thousands of years of separation, you can wait until this day. Why can't you take that step?"

Under the cover of his mind, there was no secret in the grave. He only needed to glance at it to understand it. The old Madman's parents were in the grave, but they were not in a good state. There was a evil spirit that entangled them to death. It's a bit beyond Ning fan's expectation. The evil spirit is very strange. It's an extremely rare amulet pattern evil spirit. Moreover, the evil spirit amulet pattern is very strange, which is beyond Ning fan's cognition.

"Hum, I don't care about my business - son of a bitch, let him go quickly, I don't like his breath!" The man in the grave scolded angrily, with a trace of fear in his voice.

"Dad, are you ok?" The old madman stayed for a while. When he came here, his father was not like this. How could he suddenly become so unreasonable? Something must have happened during this period, otherwise it could not be like this.

"I have nothing to do. I'm fine now. I just want to have a retreat. Take this man with you and don't bother me in the future." The man in the grave was even more angry. He scolded him and urged him to go.

Ning fan shook his head to the old madman, indicating that he would stop talking. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. The problem is not so simple. The man in the grave must be the father of the old madman, but he drove the old madman out of his original intention. He didn't mean to be coerced at all. So why?

The problem obviously lies in the evil spirit. It is its existence that makes the father of the old madman abnormal. Just as Ning fan frowned and thought, another black smoker shot out. It was faster and stronger than the first time. It was just like an angry dragon.

Ning fan shakes his head in a funny way and suddenly takes a step. It is clear that his hand is a beat slower than the black smoker's, but the later one takes the lead and strangles it with the black smoker's first step, which is so powerful that it can't move.

But immediately after that, the black smoker disappeared, leaving no residue.

"Ha ha, there's no way to escape." Ning fan smiles and grabs at the black smoker. He pulls it back like holding the snake's seven inches. The escaping black smoke comes back together and condenses into a black smoker.

"Jiji --" the black smoker struggled violently and seemed very irritable.

At the same time, there was also a murmur of pain from the grave. It was from the old Madman's father. It seemed that he had suffered a heavy blow“ Dad, why are you doing this? What's the matter with you? " The old madman couldn't understand dad's abnormal behavior.

"You'll understand later. Watch first and don't talk." Ning fan exhorted as if nothing had happened, then pulled hard, and pulled out the other half of the body of the black smoker hidden in the wasteland grave.

"What is this?" The old madman was shocked and his eyes were wide open.