What were the extra four heartbeats, Ning Fan didn't ask, because he vaguely felt that even if he asked, the Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword would not answer. 八?一Chinese网? ? ≥＝≥．≥８≤１≤Ｚ≈≈．≥Ｃ≠ＯＭ

He didn't ask much, just tried to let his heart ripple and restore calm.

Before, there was a certain degree of unrest in his heart, and the reason for the unrestfulness was partly because of the shock of the sudden sage heartbeat, and partly because he learned about the other identity of the Saint Killing Heavenly Desolate Sword, which was a little unexpected.

The other identity of the Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword is actually the first generation to kill the emperor? The first generation to kill the emperor is not a person? is it a sword?

Ning Fan also wanted to ask about this matter before, but he didn't open his mouth, he knew that the matter was the priority, and the task at this moment was to try to empty his heart and let his body and mind become one, so as not to waste the only opportunity for each young emperor to listen to the saint.

"The younger emperor succeeded to kill the emperor, there are three benefits, listening to the sage's heartbeat, is the first benefit, because of a certain restriction, a person's life, can only go through once. Before killing the emperor and becoming the emperor, he would come here to listen to the heartbeat of the saint and gain understanding from it... I, which saint should I choose to listen to..."

Ning Fan forgot everything around him and put aside all distractions. Gradually, his breath began to come and go, and gradually, his breath completely disappeared from heaven and earth.

The person is obviously still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but the whole person seems to have become a part of heaven and earth, or maybe heaven and earth have become a part of Ning Fan's body...

The unity of heaven and man, the second realm!

The Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword spoke out again, this time, it was an exclamation, but unfortunately, Ning Fan at this moment could not hear this exclamation at all.

There is nothing in his heart, and his six senses are not stained with dust! At this moment, someone is slashing at Ning Fan with a knife, and Ning Fan will not be moved!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!!

Knock Knock!!

The heartbeat echoing in my ears became more and more intense and clearer. Pictures of saints flowed through Ning Fan's mind, and the wonderful principles contained in them were presented one by one.

In front of these complicated saints' heartbeats, Ning Fan felt insignificant. He felt that his bone age of more than 100,000 years old seemed to be long, but in fact it was short, and he felt that the hardships and bitterness of his journey were just the wrinkled water surface of the flat lake wind, but the peaceful heart at this moment was the vast lake water that was still at the bottom of the lake...

The pictures that kept circulating in his mind, although he still switched in a hurry, but that kind of switching back and forth had slowed down because of Ning Fan's calm heart.

During the switch, the length of the screen that can be seen is gradually extended.

"Ask Yu what he means to live in Bishan, smile but not answer, the peach blossoms are gone, there is no heaven and earth and no world. ”

In the picture, a saint in a cloth lives in the Peach Blossom Garden, giving 100,000 disciples in the Peach Blossom Garden**. Raising his hand, he twisted a peach petal, and with a thought of the truth, he opened up the world in a mere peach petal, and there were trillions of living beings in the petal world, so many living beings, they didn't feel that the petal world was narrow, but they still couldn't explore the edge of the petal world. These creatures don't even know that the heaven and earth they live in are actually just... A flying flower that the saint picked up casually...

The sage in the cloak looked indifferent, and shook the petals in his hand into powder, and the petals were destroyed, and the trillions of creatures in the petal world were all killed.

He opens up the world and creates trillions of living beings without joy, and He destroys the world and destroys trillions of living beings without mercy.

In his eyes, all mortal spirits are vain...

The 100,000 disciples were in a roar, and the sage in the cloak closed his eyes and did not explain anything to the disciples.

I don't know how long it took, the sage in the cloak opened his eyes, seemed to feel something, and frowned. He instructed his disciples a few words, and then took off into the air, flew away from the Peach Blossom Spring, and flew to the top of this heaven and earth full of peach trees.

He raised his hand to tear this Peach Blossom Source Heaven and Earth apart, and walked out of it, and countless disciples heard the movement and got up to send the ancestor away.

Outside, a streamer flew out of a drop of peach blossom dew and landed into a sage in a robe, he looked back at the dew and shook his head.

"Your filial piety is commendable, but non-human beings... I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain..."

The so-called Peach Blossom Spring, in fact... It was only a drop of dew in the outer world, and the 100,000 disciples who had sent him away before, if you looked closely, it was like a drop of dew, a slightly larger bacteria one after another, weaker and more subtle things, which could not be seen clearly from the outside world, let alone presented in the dew, and could only be seen when they entered it...

"The war in the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm has intensified, and this time, even I have to intervene. ”

The sage shook his head and flew away, and the picture switched here. Although it is still switched, it has presented too much content than before...

Ning Fan only felt a shock in his heart!

The trillions of creatures in the petals, the creation and destruction of the petal world, the peach blossom paradise where 100,000 disciples live is actually a drop of dew, people are like mayflies, and there is a boundary in the world... Everything seemed to open the door to a new world for him, as if he understood something, and as if... Didn't understand anything...

In the next picture, there is an armored saint picking stars and refining magic weapons.

The subtlety of the saint's treasure refining technique has already exceeded Ning Fan's understanding, and it is definitely not the common sense of the second step that can be understood!

The saint refined the treasure to the extreme, suddenly frowned, and said to himself, "The sky is desolate..."

Then, he directly collected half of the magic weapon and left in a hurry.

The picture changes again, there is a saint who destroys tens of thousands of worlds with a sword, and the swordsmanship is so wonderful, if it is mastered by Ning Fan, it can definitely be invincible in the era of the end of the law!

The picture changes again, it is a scene of two saints fighting each other with their bare hands, and the physical skills used are all things that come out of the second step...

A heartbeat, a picture, a feeling!

The first forty-three heartbeats, all like this, no exceptions.

In these forty-three heartbeats, Ning Fan even saw a saint who preached the Tao by killing, every move contained the mystery of killing a way, if you realized it, you can comprehend the palm of killing step by step, from the palm position to the source of the Dao, even... Reach the next level!

There are saints who raise third-step spirit insects, there are saints who open the altar **, teach by word and deed, and there are saints who make people from the soil...

However, when the forty-fourth heartbeat appeared, the forty-three images that had switched back and forth in Ning Fan's mind before were all calm.

Starting from the forty-fourth heartbeat, the heartbeat sound in the back seems to be very different from the previous one...

I can't see any wonderful reason, I can't see any understanding, as if those realizations are not superficial, but hidden.

In this scene, there is only a mortal old man, looking up at the night sky, staring at the Big Dipper in the night sky, as if looking at the stars, as if looking... Myself!

He seemed to be thinking about something, but couldn't get an answer, so his brow furrowed.

His eyes were bright silver, and the silver was the color of the stars, and he looked at the sky with silver eyes, and was silent.

He didn't move, he didn't even change his expression, if it weren't for the grass and trees in the picture that would move, and the stars in the night sky would flash, Ning Fan would almost think that the mortal old man was standing in a still picture.

There are even more natural birds, building a nest on the shoulders of the silver-eyed old man, and they actually treat this living person as a tree...

The grass and trees under the feet of the silver-eyed old man have just broken the ground, and the surrounding season seems to be spring...

"Mortal? No, no, this forty-fourth heartbeat, there is no doubt, it is also the heartbeat of a saint, this old man looks mortal, but in fact he is a saint. ”

"Looking up at Beidou, it seems to be looking at yourself... This scene makes me feel a little familiar, but it seems to be different from what I realized before, 'Today's people fish, he fishes me every year'..."

Ning Fan's eyes were closed, his brows were slightly frowned, and he was about to take a closer look at this scene, but the picture changed again.

Unable to continue further research, the forty-fifth heartbeat sound broke into Ning Fan's ears without permission.

The forty-fifth scene is a scene of a middle-aged man looking up at the starry sky of the Big Dipper.

The middle-aged man also had a pair of silver-eyed eyes, and his appearance was very similar to the silver-eyed old man in Act 44, as if he was the younger form of the silver-eyed old man before.

But it's not just that the appearance is young, the feeling that cultivation brings to Ning Fan seems to be weaker than the silver-eyed old man...

This silver-eyed middle-aged man also looked up at the sky, and his brows were furrowed deeper than that of the silver-eyed old man.

He looked at Beidou in the night sky, as if he was looking at himself, but what he was looking at didn't seem to be just himself...

On his shoulder, there was a bird's nest that had been built all spring.

At his feet, the grass was knee-high, and it was summer.

"The middle-aged man in this scene and the old man in the previous scene should be the same person. ”

"The strange thing is that, chronologically, the forty-fifth act should be after the forty-fourth act, but this silver-eyed saint seems to be living younger and younger. It seems to contain some insights that I can't reach..."

Soon, the forty-sixth heartbeat forcibly cut in.

In the forty-sixth act, the moon is full on an autumn night, but a silver-eyed young man is not looking at the moon, but at the Big Dipper.

The nest on his shoulder has been emptied.

The surrounding vegetation began to wither and yellow, and the fallen leaves spread thickly on the ground.

Time has changed from summer to autumn, but this silver-eyed saint seems to be younger, and his cultivation has weakened more...

He remained silent until the forty-seventh scene cuts in, and he is still speechless.

The forty-seventh scene is the middle of winter!

The snow is in the sky and the snow is falling.

A silver-eyed boy stood in the wind and snow, never moving a step, he looked at the Big Dipper in the wind and snow, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Then, sigh.

"Hey, this road, it really doesn't work... Everyone says that the fourth step of the Immortal Emperor is a rebel saint, but where does this word come from and where does it end... I don't know if there is a fifth step in the world, but if there is, so am I... Don't dare to go..."

In the wind and snow, the appearance of the silver-eyed boy gradually changed, and his cultivation continued to rise!

Gradually, the boy turned back into a silver-eyed youth, into a middle-aged person, and back into a silver-eyed old man.

When he was white to the ground, his skin and flesh were shriveled and his teeth were gone, a powerful fourth-step momentum rushed out of him.

At this moment, midwinter begins to rewind, returning to late autumn, back to midsummer, and back to early spring!

With a big hand, he grabbed it, and he raised his hand to take a sect from another heaven and earth outside countless heaven and earth, and landed here.

"Can the Immortal Emperor succeed?"

In the sect, several saint cultivators walked out with them, came to the silver-eyed old man, and asked respectfully.

The silver-eyed old man only shook his head silently.

Immortal Emperor!

The last four heartbeats are not the heartbeats of ordinary saints, but the heartbeats of the fourth step against saints!

Ning Fan was secretly frightened, and said in his heart that the Immortal Emperor who watched the Beidou at night was the ancestor of the Beidou people, the Immortal Emperor?

But why, the heartbeat of the same Immortal Emperor will produce four completely different sounds... According to Ning Fan's observation, the last four heartbeats have a lot of similarities, but they are more different, not like the heartbeats of the same person, but more like four different people...

What is the Big Dipper Immortal Emperor feeling?

What does he mean by 'the road that doesn't work'...

I don't understand, I don't understand...

The more Ning Fan wanted to think about it deeply, the more he couldn't figure it out, his head was splitting, his blood seemed to be burning, and the Dao in his body was like a collapse!

He knew that he was coveting something he shouldn't be coveting, so he gritted his teeth, cut off his greed, calmed his mind, and left the last four heartbeats behind, so that the pain was gone.

His intuition told him that the enlightenment contained in the last four heartbeats came from the fourth-step Immortal Emperor, and the value was naturally far from the previous forty-three heartbeats!

But reason told him that the last four heartbeats were not something he could obtain, and he could only profit from the many heartbeats in front of him at most.

Ning Fan suddenly became a little excited.

He began to examine himself, and he realized that even if he could benefit from many of the previous heartbeats, it would only be temporary.

He had learned countless peerless studies in his life, and if he took it out casually, he could make ordinary monks invincible at the same level.

He has no shortage of supernatural powers!

He also has no shortage of methods to step on the pinnacle of the end of the Fa!

If he followed the current road and went all the way, Ning Fan would have the confidence to climb to the peak of the Dream Realm of the Ending Law Era step by step, and then impact towards the legendary saint realm!

If you become invincible, you will be invincible!

Even if the sanctification fails, it is at least an enhanced version of the Ancient Emperor of Chaos, who can still sweep through the dream realm and protect what he wants to protect.

You don't see that the Emperor of Chaogu has not become a saint, but he has also killed a saint, how fierce! Ning Fan has one more blood tribulation than Chaogu, and his future achievements will naturally be higher than that of Chaogu, even if he stops at the realm of saints, it is enough to become a legend.

As for winning the Three True Realms?

That seems... It doesn't matter.

Ning Fan's original intention of cultivating the Tao was not to become the strongest in the world, and from the very beginning, his motivation was different from that of most monks.

As long as you can sweep away the enemies of the dream world, as long as you can protect your loved ones, then sanctification, or the fourth step, it is just the icing on the cake, but it is dispensable...

His vision is actually very small, and it is enough to only keep one acre and three points of land in front of him.

But thinking about it like this, he was also a little confused. The more he cultivated, the more he became... Can't find their way.

Because the road is extending forward, and he doesn't have the ** to open up all the way forward, he just wants to keep behind him...

"People's energy, after all, is limited, I have learned a lot of world-class mastery, but to say that the Yin and Yang Five Swords of the Ancient Emperor is not inferior to the third-step saint's mastery... Something on the same level, and much more... But because I have learned so much, I have not had time to study many things along the way. ”

"Listening to the Sacred Heart this time, it should have been another opportunity for me to gain a unique experience, but after seeing the Immortal Emperor of the Big Dipper Enlightenment, I felt more and more insignificant, and I didn't plan to do it anymore. ”

"Perhaps, my path does not lead to the future. Perhaps, my path, which ends here, is enough. ”

"I don't have to chase the length of the road, I can stop and widen the road..."

"I'm willing to stop on this path of cultivation for the sake of what I care about... Or, this half-stop is... My way?"

Ning Fan suddenly chuckled in his heart!

It was as if he had only realized himself at this moment!

It was as if he was at this moment... I heard... Your own heartbeat, your own heartbeat!

Yes, he is a man who is a little rich and secure, he is just a person who is very easily satisfied... If there is no external pressure, he is not willing to pursue those illusory cultivation, fame and fortune...

If he wiped out all the great enemies in the Dream Realm, if he no longer had the need to improve his cultivation, and if he encountered a realm where he had to risk death to advance, he would definitely choose to give up...

"That's what I'm doing... Heart!"

"I don't care to go all the way, but if I really decide to stop here, then this is my country, and no one can violate it wherever the sword goes!"

Knock knock!

Knock knock!!

Knock Knock!!

A heartbeat came from Ning Fan's body, this heartbeat was far less powerful than the vastness of the third-step saint, but it was more unswerving than the heartbeat of any saint!

At this moment, in the sound of Ning Fan's heartbeat, there may still be doubts, but the last trace of confusion about the third and fourth steps of cultivation has been completely swept away!

Because he can give up his delusions, he can cling to his heart! And for Ning Fan, the fame and fortune that others value very much, immortality, in fact... It's all just vain.

The Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword could not hide the horror in his heart, if he hadn't been dead for many years, only his will remained in the sword, he would definitely have appeared in human form, go and touch Ning Fan's body well, and study why this son is so outstanding!

At this moment, he finally believed that Ning Fan had the Dao Elephant of the Yue Beidou Immortal Emperor, and it was not accidental.

The Tao is the embodiment of the Tao! The Tao chosen by this son is afraid that among the Dao of the Dao, it is one of the most rebellious ones, and if one day, this Tao is fortunate enough to become the way, then this Son... I'm afraid that it will be another Purple Dou Immortal Emperor who will crush the same level!

Laugh at!

A blood-colored sword intent suddenly spread out in the seventh layer of the blood prison, instantly submerging Ning Fan.

At this moment, Ning Fan's heartbeat was stabilizing little by little, and he no longer paid attention to the heartbeat of other saints, and was about to stop this realization, when he suddenly sensed the overwhelming sword intent attacking, and he gasped.

This sword intent is too terrifying, it is enough to kill him hundreds or thousands of times! This is the sword intent of the Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword, if there is malice, he will definitely die!

Fortunately, Ning Fan was convinced that the Sword of the Killing Saint Heaven Desolate would not harm him, so he was powerless to resist left and right, but instead dealt with it indifferently, allowing the overwhelming sword intent to come to him.

Sure enough, after the sword intent came, it did not cause any damage to Ning Fan, but only drilled into Ning Fan's body and stabbed fiercely into Ning Fan's heart.

Ning Fan felt a heart-piercing pain in his heart, but he didn't stop it, because... He felt the tremendous benefits of sword intent piercing his heart!

This Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword actually dissolved the power of the saint's heartbeat to help him open up the ancient god's heart!

This is the first time that the Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword has been so officially called Ning Fan.

Eight generations!

This is not only a recognition of Ning Fan, but also a kind of respect, regarded as a level!

At this moment, he did not come to talk to Ning Fan as the Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword, but as the first Emperor Killer, to give benefits to the younger generation!

Pingbai gained more power to kill the palm position, Ning Fan's eyes were not surprised, but darkened, and his heart was sour.

Seven generations died sadly and humiliatingly, but even before he died, he actually intercepted the Dao Fruit of killing for him...

How could he rather be virtuous than receive so many favors from seven generations...

Ning Fan clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and hid all his emotions in his heart, and when he opened them again, he was already calm and resolute!

Know-how, a little bit of opening...

The Lieyuan Technique secretly urges in the body.

The power of the Dao Fruit in the palm position was easily condensed by Ning Fan into the highest grade Heavenly Dao Crystal, he suddenly pointed to the sky, the Dao Sutra appeared, and the index finger was drawn in the air, writing a new chapter on the Dao Sutra!

That's a killing chapter alone!

was written into the list of gods by Ning Fan!

Because the power of the killing palm he received was not monstrous, only... The care of the elders for the younger generations is only the residual warmth before death, the warmth left behind...

It's not violent, it's warm...

Like a senior brother, a junior brother who cares for the future...

"Seven generations, no... Predecessor... No... Brother... With Ning Fan in one day, I will not let the Killing Hall be destroyed before me, you have carried this burden for too long and too long, in the future, I will carry it for you..."

Ning Fan said secretly in his heart.

There is a touch of complexity that flows in my heart.

He didn't have a senior brother before, but in the future, he has...

And these senior brothers have nothing to do with all the masters he recognizes in his heart, let alone race, and they have nothing to do with the fairy camp...

If the seventh generation was still there, it would be very gratifying to hear Ning Fan call his senior brother as the eighth generation, but unfortunately, as the Killing Saint Heavenly Desolate Sword said, there would be no more chance.

"If there is another reincarnation, I will call you a senior brother in front of you to make up for it. ”

Ning Fan seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be speaking to the killing power that was constantly pouring into his body.

Among those killing powers, there was still a trace of negative emotions that bordered on regret, and when Ning Fan said this, it quietly dissipated...

It seems that the last regret of killing the emperor of the seventh generation is also relieved, and the old man is relieved.

I believe in Him!

This son will definitely guard the killing hall, definitely!

Because, he is the eighth generation of young emperors I personally selected, and he is the junior brother I personally selected......!