Chapter 124(2): Refinent; Ming Luo Fruit!
“The fire of this volcano isn’t fire, it’s created by the demonic force and can’t be brought out of Dark Sparrow’s Grave. Additionally, as nurous Fire Spirits were killed, the fire is beginning to die out. If I miss this chance, it will be extrely difficult for black-clad Ning to break through to Nascent Soul realm in the future, but if I let black-clad Ning stay here for nascent formation, the white-clad incarnation will face lots of dangers…
“Forget it. Let’s make a compromise…the black-clad incarnation will stay here for nascent formation while the white-clad incarnation will leave the Dark Sparrow’s Grave and return to Ning City. If Ning City is under attack and black-clad incarnation hasn’t broken through to the Nascent Soul realm yet…he will have to give up the chance of nascent formation and return to Ning City at once!”
Ning Fan casted a spell, then patted the top of his skull. In a flash of brilliance, the white-clad and black-clad incarnations exited his body.
Both of them had a very strong tacit understanding. The black-clad incarnation took away all the demonic cores without being told, held the trace of demonic soul and went straight into the extinguishing volcano.
As for the white-clad incarnation, he slightly sighed, patted the storage pouch to produce a Ming Luo Fruit.
This Ming Luo Fruit was the size of a lychee. Its rough surface resembled the Immortal Cave Stars in Ancient Chaos mory, but the traces of rainbow patterns densely enshrouded it, radiating a dim light that rippled with the power of illusion.
The Ming Luo Fruit was also known as the dream fruit. Consuming one fruit could allow the cultivator to obtain fifty years of dreaming. It was a way to improve one’s state of mind by imrsing oneself into a dream. One dream would only take one night in the outer world, but in the dream, it would be 50 years. Although 50 years in a dream wouldn’t raise a bit of one’s cultivation base, it could make one’s ntal state to converge!
“Ever since I practiced the Evil Cultivation, although my cultivation base has been rising pretty quickly, my ntal state has rather been stagnant…it really takes ti for one’s ntal state to improve. Such improvent can’t be obtained through pills…apart from the Ming Luo Fruit, I’m afraid that there’s nothing else in the world that has the effect of raising one’s ntal state. I want to be the first to take the Ming Luo Fruit in Dark Sparrow’s Grave!”
The White Ning let out a faint smile, placed the Ming Luo Fruit in his mouth and munched it.
The rainbow power of illusion instantly caused his eyelids to fall, plunging him into the dream world.
…
In the dream.
In Haining Ning Family, there was a three-year-old kid with blank eye-expression being brought into the servant courtyard of Ning Family.
Next to the erald-green river was Haining City. Countless number of kids with the sa eye expression were led into Ning Family.
Most of them were orphans and beggars. They were found from all parts of Wu Country by the cultivators of Ning Family. Their mories were erased, and they were taken as children of Ning Family. Those who were endowed with the talent for Immortal Cultivation would be called ‘young master’ whereas those that lacked endownt would be given the title of ‘servant child’.
The three-year-old child was at the heel of a scrawny middle-aged man and was acting obsequiously. The middle-aged man had a snobbish look and said coldly:
“From now on, you are called ‘Ning Fan’, my, Ning Daniu’s adopted child. I also adopted another child who is a year younger than you nad ‘Ning Gu’…”
“Oh…”
The three-year-old child replied with caution. When he heard the na ‘Ning Fan’ he felt extrely familiar and when he heard the na ‘Ning Gu’ he felt sowhat sad.
However, he didn’t understand what those feelings were as he was just a three-year-old kid.
While in contemplation, the kid nad Ning Fan couldn’t help but co to a halt. He stood there motionless, his eyes went blank.
“Why must I be called ‘Ning Fan’…? Can I not be called this na? My mother said that my surna is ‘Yun’…”
“*Hiss!* this three-year-old kid’s mory has been erased. So how can he still rember his past…? Humph! I will need to ask Immortal Master to wipe your mory once more. This ti, it has to be a thorough one…”
Ning Daniu couldn’t close his mouth due to astonishnt.
Even after having his mory erased, this kid still could rembered his own na. This kid is…
Ning Daniu’s eyes twitched. Could it be that this child would be a monster…? Or else how could this happen?
While he was pondering, a youth in white robe and black cloak walked over lightly.
“Ning…Ning Daniu greets Grandfather Immortal Master!” Every cultivator was an Immortal Master in Ning Daniu’s eyes!
Ning Daniu fell to his knees with a thump. He was scared, really scared. He had once witnessed an Immortal Master slaughtering 207 bandits, one after another, on a mountain. Immortal Master was the existence whom Wu Country paid homage to. Naturally, Haining’s Ning Family was also extrely courteous to the Immortal Masters. So, he, Ning Daniu, could never afford to offend an Immortal Master.
It was just that the youth cultivator didn’t even glance at Ning Daniu, his eyes fell on the kid nad Ning Fan in recollection.
“You are called Ning Fan? Good na…you said that your surna is Yun?”
“En.” The child answered obediently. For so reason, the child had an instinctive sense of closeness to the youth.
“Ning Fan…perhaps, your real na is Yun Fan…Hehe…I never thought that the refinent of a Ming Luo Fruit could allow oneself to see the trace of a mory in the depths of one’s mind. It’s just that what’s the big deal in knowing one’s own surna? Every child that is adopted by Ning Family is an orphan. After all, you neither have a father nor a mother. There’s no difference if your surna is Yun or Ning.” The youth sighed.
“Oh…” Ning Fan nodded, even though he didn’t have a clue what the youth uncle was saying.
After sighing, the youth’s eyes turned stern, his Qi rolled frenziedly like a mist!
“Let ask you, do you have the heart to defy and slash the Heaven!?”
“I…I don’t understand…” The little child seed as though he thought of sothing and revealed a frightened look.
“Forget it. This is the first Ming Luo Fruit. Your heart is too puerile. It’s not the ti to return to Haining and slash the Heart Devil yet.”
The youth made a sigh again, rolled his sleeve and brought the child Ning Fan with him under the astonished gaze of Ning Daniu and vanished.
The dream was smashed to pieces.
When the dream recondensed, it was a deserted and desolate land. It was the scene in the Demon Sinister Forest.
“In these fifty years, you will have to watch kill…”
The youth stepped into the forest, taking the child with him, beginning his endless slaughtering!
As it was the first ti the child saw blood, broken limbs and body parts, he passed out due to fear and puked countless of tis, however his puerile heart was getting mature every ti!
In fifty years, the youth and child never even spoke once.
In those fifty years, the youth kept on slaughtering an endless number of ghosts. It was just that every ti the ghosts died, they reford. It was because here, was the dream world.
From feeling loneliness to fatigue, then numbness towards the killings…resoluteness and coldness gradually erged in the child’s eyes.
“I wonder if I have the heart to defy and slash the sky and if I can slash the sentint!” The child’s tone was tender, but his expression was as cold as a god of slaughter!
After that, the dream of fifty years of slaughtering was broken!
…
In the ninth level of the grave, in the world of the heart of the tree, Ning Fan opened his eyes abruptly. His eyes were filled with hints of exhaustion and vicissitudes.
He closed his eyes, then settled his ntal state. After so ti, he opened his eyes. All the tiredness and vicissitudes in his eyes vanished, except there was an imasurably vast difference in his expression!
The cultivation base of his ntal state had been raised by fifty years!
Instead of feeling happy, he sighed.
“It’s still not enough. I still haven’t gotten the heart to defy and slash the Heaven…if that’s the case, I’m still unable to slash my sentints and form the core! But I won’t slash the sentints!”
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