Gradually, word began to spread in Bianliang City that Ningsheng in the south of the city was himself a peerless master who lived in seclusion, which did not cause much surprise.

In the eyes of the world, Ning Fan is the "father" of Xian Loli. Is it strange to have peerless martial arts...

In the fourth year, there was no snow in Bianliang and the winter plum blossoms did not bloom.

In the fifth year, there was no snow in Bianliang.

In the sixth year, it snowed again in Bianliang, and Ning Fan once again walked in the snow to appreciate the plum blossoms, and once again met Zhao Dieer on the bank of the Bianhe River.

Zhao Die'er is now six years old. Compared with then, she is much taller, more sensible, and quieter.

When she met Ning Fan again, she recognized him immediately, and still asked Ning Fan to help her build a snowman, but she was much shyer than before, and she no longer talked nonsense about 'marrying Ning Fan'.

After all, she was the daughter of Zhao Boyang, a great scholar of the generation. She had a very strict upbringing and already understood the meaning of marriage.

It has been six years since Ning Fan came to Bianliang. He deliberately changed his appearance so that he did not have an ageless appearance like a fairy lolita.

When he first arrived in Bianliang, he looked like a young man in his twenties, but now he looks much more mature.

"Uncle, can you help Die'er build a snowman?"

"Can."

"Uncle, Die'er wants a plum blossom."

"Okay, I'll pick it for you."

Compared with back then, Zhao Dieer was undoubtedly much more polite, but also a little less approachable...

Today, Zhao Die'er treats Ning Fan like an uncle in the family, who naturally knows etiquette.

Gradually, she heard from her mother that Ning Fan was not only her father's best friend, but he had also saved her family's lives from wild beasts. He had also helped her cure the wild beasts.

In her heart, she was grateful to Ning Fan, and there was no ignorant feeling between men and women in her gratitude.

"Die'er has grown up..."

Ning Fan was stroking Zhao Dieer's satin-like black hair just like before.

Zhao Dieer smiled sweetly and did not resist. Isn't it normal for the elder to touch the head of the younger one?

"Do you still want to marry your uncle?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"Uncle, don't make fun of Die'er. Die'er was young and ignorant at that time, and her childish talk was unbridled. Uncle, don't take it to heart..." Zhao Die'er's little face turned red, remembering the embarrassing things from back then.

"Haha, Die'er has really grown up. Brother Boyang's tutoring is really strict. A six-year-old child is already so sensible..."

Ning Fan retracted his palm, not paying attention, and turned to look at a tree of red plums. He raised the gourd and drank the spirit wine.

He was obviously looking at the red plum blossoms, but Zhao Dieer could see that Ning Fan was not looking at the plum blossoms...

"Uncle is looking at plum blossoms, but what he is thinking about is not plum blossoms." The little girl said firmly.

"Oh? How did you know I wasn't thinking of Mei?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"Every time my mother misses her hometown in Qufu, she will look at the old clothes and accessories she brought back... My uncle's eyes are very similar to my mother's. He must be missing someone in his heart... But Die'er doesn't understand. Uncle

You obviously have a wife and a daughter, and your home is in Bianliang, who will you miss..." the little girl asked curiously.

"Uncle is thinking about his family, those family members. Far, far away... In my uncle's hometown, the wind and snow will never stop, and the plum blossoms will never wither..." Ning Fan recalled with his eyes.

"Uncle's home is in the barbarian city far away. Is it impossible to go back... Was it massacred by barbaric beasts like Qufu City..."

"No, my uncle's home is still there. We can still go back."

"Then, when Die'er grows up, how about going home with uncle? Die'er also wants to see what that Man City, where it snows all year round, is like." Zhao Die'er said with fascination.

"You, can't go..."

Ning Fan sighed slightly.

Zhao Dieer is a barbarian, a barbarian, and a barbarian beast cannot leave the ancient wilderness, and cannot even be included in the Cave Heaven Realm Treasure.

Barbarians, four-day monks, and monsters belong to different reincarnations of beings.

The wilderness, the Four Heavens, and the land of demon spirits in the upper world belong to different worlds.

Outsiders can come to the barbaric wilderness, but barbarians can never go to other worlds...

"Why? Is it because we will encounter many wild beasts on the road?" Zhao Dieer asked disappointedly.

"No...it's just that you really can't go."

"oh..."

Zhao Dieer lowered her head in disappointment. In order to make this little girl happy, Ning Fan built several more snowmen.

The pile is not of humans, but of beasts.

Not barbaric beasts, but various creatures that have never been recorded in barbarian books.

If there are any monks from the Rain Realm here, they will definitely realize that what Ning Fan piled up are several wild beasts unique to the Rain Realm.

These desolate beasts are not very strong, and some of them have been killed by Ning Fan. Time has passed, and when Ning Fan looks at these desolate beasts again, there is also longing in his eyes.

"Huh? Aren't beasts the natural enemies of the barbarians? Why does uncle look so long for these beast statues?" the little girl asked curiously.

"In my uncle's hometown, beasts are not necessarily people's enemies...Of course, these beasts were my uncle's enemies."

"Huh? There are still savage beasts in the world that are not enemies of humans? Die'er has decided that after Die'er becomes a savage monk, he must carve a savage ancestral car and go to his uncle's hometown to see it, no matter how many savage beasts there are on the road.

, can’t stop the barbaric car from driving!”

"You really can't go there... But I never imagined that your ambition now is to become a barbarian monk..." Ning Fan sighed slightly.

It seems that Zhao Die'er has her heart set on becoming a barbarian monk. I'm afraid this idea will not disappear as she grows older.

On the second day, Zhao Dieer did not come to Bianhe River to play in the snow again. She had officially entered Yunzhong Academy to be educated and had no time to pester Ning Fan.

The snow this year has fallen a little bit.

In the seventh year, there was snow in Bianliang.

In the eighth year, there was snow in Bianliang.

In the ninth year, there was snow in Bianliang.

In the tenth year, there is no snow in Bianliang.

It has been ten years since he came to Bianliang. Ning Fan's number of natal war fires has already reached 9999. It has reached the limit and it is difficult to increase it even more.

The technique of God of War Art can only cultivate so much fire of war, no matter how much more, it cannot be cultivated.

9999 flames of war were enough to complete the fourth transformation of the God of War, but Ning Fan was still unable to complete it.

The amount of war flames is enough, but no one expected that there is a second condition that must be met to complete the fourth change of the battle formula...

Practitioners must at least possess the cultivation level of the early stage of transcendence in order to break through the bottleneck of the fourth transformation...

Since after the King of War, no one in the Luo family has mastered the fourth transformation of the War Technique, no one knows that to practice the fourth transformation, one must have the cultivation level of transcending the truth.

"Isn't it possible to break through the bottleneck of the fourth transformation before crossing the true state... I didn't expect that there would be such a trouble, but fortunately, it should only be a matter of time before breaking through to the true state..."

Ning Fan smiled nonchalantly.

One and a half of the seven colorful arrow spirits devoured that day have been refined by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan could feel that he was getting closer and closer to breaking through the stage of transcending reality. As long as he completely swallowed these seven arrow spirits, he should be able to accumulate enough power of true illusion, see through all the fog, and step on the true bridge.

Once the transformation is successful, the fourth transformation will be achieved naturally and naturally, and there is nothing to worry about.

Although he had reached a bottleneck in his cultivation of the God of War Art, Ning Fan still secretly gathered the Lie Yuan Jing to devour it.

The progress of Zhan Yin and Yang's cultivation has reached 82%. It is expected that within twenty years, it will be able to be basically completed like Rain Yin and Yang.

"Brother Wu should have returned to Dongtian... Ten years have passed, and the demon clan's desire for me seems not as crazy as before..."

Ning Fan raised his head and looked at the sky above Man City. There, there was a ray of light of a demon cultivator with Shattering Void cultivation passing by Man City and going away.

The demon cultivator did not see Ning Fan here. In the past ten years, demon cultivators passed by this city from time to time, but no one noticed Ning Fan's whereabouts.

Gradually, there are very few demon cultivators searching around.

The great fame that Ning Fan achieved ten years ago is being gradually forgotten by the wild monks...

"Become a mortal and seek truth... I spent ten years to completely transform my state of mind into a mortal. Now it's time to seek truth."

Ning Fan looked at the bare plum trees in front of him, his eyes flashed slightly, and he returned home.
Chapter completed!