When he was twelve years old, a man as handsome as a god suddenly appeared in his inner world!

The man's appearance was almost the same as his, but he looked extremely weathered, as if he had experienced countless years of precipitation.

The man sat cross-legged, always sleeping with his eyes closed. He never opened his eyes, let alone talked to him.

Bai Fan didn't know who the god-like man was, and he couldn't drive this man out of his inner world.

Ever since this divine man appeared in his heart, his bad luck has followed one after another!

His Buddhist practice could no longer improve, and even began to decline!

From half a step into the Golden Elixir Stage, his cultivation has fallen all the way to the third level of Buddha Power!

He became the laughing stock of the entire Bai family!

What's even more unfortunate is that he got the news that someone will come to him soon and propose to break off the engagement.

really…

Not long after Bai Fan's Buddha Power results were measured, a group of monks came roaring with their feet on Buddha clouds.

These people are the royal guards of the Posu Kingdom.

Leading these guards is a girl about fifteen years old. She is Princess Lingjiu, the daughter of the Lord of the Whispering Kingdom.

At that time, Bai Fan had extraordinary qualifications. In order to win over this talent, the Lord of the Po Sa Kingdom personally contacted the Bai family and made an appointment with the Bai family. The betrothal parties were Bai Fan and Princess Lingjiu.

But later, Bai Fan's outstanding qualifications disappeared...

Princess Lingjiu came here today to break off the engagement. She glanced at the test stone arrogantly and was surprised to find that her fiancé Bai Fan's cultivation had actually regressed!

Last year it was the fifth level of Buddha's power, but this year it's only the third level. It's too weak!

As a result, Princess Lingjiu became more determined to break off the engagement. She fell out with the Bai family on the spot and broke off the engagement with Bai Fan.

The old patriarch of the Bai family was greatly disgraced. He was so angry that an old injury relapsed and he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Humiliation, how humiliating!

Bai Fan gritted his teeth, helped the old patriarch up, glared at Princess Lingjiu, and wanted to say something, but was unable to say anything due to his anger.

Because he was too angry, demonic fire burned in Bai Fan's eyes, and demonic energy surged around his body!

He has never been a Buddhist!

Deep in his heart, there is a demon living!

"What! This Bai Fan is actually a demon cultivator! On the vast Buddha land, he dares to learn from those demons and practice the evil way!" Everyone was shocked!

Because of the great rise of Buddhism, there are almost no demonic cultivators in the human world. If they appear occasionally, they are usually suppressed and converted by the group of Buddhas.

Seeing Bai Fan fall into the evil way, Princess Lingjiu wanted to have Bai Fan captured and imprisoned in the capital prison.

But right here, there was a light and fluttering sound, accompanied by flying flowers falling from the sky.

It was a very nice, but slightly cold female voice.

Bai Fan only thought he had heard that voice somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"He is my demon. If you cut off half of his finger, you will kill your whole country!"

A woman carrying a sword came to rescue Bai Fan with a cold face and stepping on flying flowers!

When everyone saw the woman arriving, they were all shocked, "It's the spirit girl! The tenth ranked female devil in the Northern Territory Demon Sect! How could she appear here!"

Bai Fan wanted to raise his head and take a look at the appearance of the spirit girl.

But before he could raise his head, his vision suddenly went dark, and he fainted and fell to the ground, unaware of his identity.

…

In Ning Fan's mental world.

Ning Fan opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the young demon boy sitting at the position of the demon in the five-square array closed his eyes strangely, and his breath became lifeless again.

"Bai Fan...Lingnu..."

Ning Fan murmured to himself. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to have become another identity, living in another parallel reincarnation.

In that parallel reincarnation, his name seemed to be Bai Fan.

He seemed to have experienced some bad luck, and he couldn't remember exactly what it was. It was like waking up from a dream.

He only vaguely remembered that someone seemed to want to catch him, and then a woman named Lingnu came to save him...

Ning Fan tried his best to remember, but he couldn't remember what happened during his reincarnation as Bai Fan.

Ning Fan accidentally looked at Bai Fan again, and Ning Fan was suddenly speechless.

He closed his eyes and remembered that the demon spirit Bai Fan was probably at the third level of Pimai Pulse.

At this moment, when he opened his eyes after sleeping, he was surprised to find that Bai Fan's cultivation level had actually decreased instead of increasing, and it had dropped to the first level of Pulmonary Pulse.

"This demon spirit is so weird, how come its cultivation level is getting lower and lower..."

"Bai Fan, Bai Fan... I have used this name to name one of the distractions transformed by Moliu Fengshen, and now there is another Bai Fan..."

Ning Fan didn't fully understand the principles of the two rituals and four phenomena, and he didn't understand why something like parallel reincarnations occurred. He couldn't be sure whether this was a special case for him, or whether the two rituals and four phenomena were just like this.

He wanted to close his eyes and live as the demon spirit Bai Fan for a while to experiment.

But at this moment, he received a summons from Bei Xiaoman.

The third game has begun!

He has withdrawn from the world of the mind and must serve as a chess player in the third round of fighting for Bei Xiaoman!

"Let's make a quick decision..."

Ning Fan's body swayed and disappeared from the place.

Ten breaths later, he returned to the original place and continued to sit cross-legged and meditate, sinking into his inner world.

…

Sea of ​​Time, foot of Shishi Mountain.

Bei Xiaoman's opponent in the third game is a chess player dressed as a wandering monk. This person is attached to the East Palace and has the nickname Xiuce!

"Amitabha, there is no point in deciding the first move by throwing chips. I have a suggestion. Miss Fourth is willing to listen to it!" Xiuce narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Master, what's your advice?" Bei Xiaoman was very polite at first. After all, Monk Xiuce's reputation is very big in the Beitian chess community.

"I want to use one of my toes to give Miss Fourth the upper hand, is that okay?"

Xiu Ce's words were astonishing. As soon as he finished speaking, he took out an iron pestle and smashed the big toe of his left foot. He was immediately in pain and bleeding, but his face remained normal and there was not even the slightest change in emotion. This shows how amazing his endurance skills are.

Already.

Bei Xiaoman's expression changed.

Monk Xiuce has already stubbed a toe. If she doesn't let him take the lead, she needs to give up some body parts. Otherwise, how can she have the dignity to fight first?

Then here comes the problem.

I heard that Monk Xiuce's first move is very good. It is said that so far, he has always been undefeated with the first move...

This person must have seen her win all the way and knew there was something fishy about it, so he deliberately fought for the first move, hoping to use his advantage to kill his own game...

"How about it? Miss Fourth, do you want me to go first? Could it be that you think one toe is not enough to go first? That's fine..."

clang!

Monk Xiuce smashed the big toe of his right foot again!

Bei Xiaoman was speechless.

She saw Monk Xiuce's determination. He smashed two toes in succession. It would be a bit unkind of her not to let him take the lead.

That’s fine, just give in.

She also wanted to see if she would win the third round after giving up the lead. She probably wouldn't win again...

Ten breaths later.

Bei Xiaoman was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. Opposite her seat, Monk Xiuce was speechless.

The monk Xiuce sacrificed two of his toes and finally got the upper hand, but before he even finished placing the chess pieces, the spirit general exploded!

He actually lost!

"The winner, Bei Xiaoman!"

Bei Xiaoman won three games in a row!

The Great Elder of the East Palace had a gloomy face, looking at everything that happened in front of him in disbelief.

"Who can tell me! What did that little maid Bei Xiaoman do and why she won all the way! Why can't even Monk Xiuce do anything to her?"

All the elders in the East Palace were silent, and no one could answer this question.

Unlike Elder Xigong, they had not received any news that Ning Fan was hidden in Beixiaoman Mansion.

They don’t know about Bei Xiaoman’s involvement with Ancient Daxiu Zhao Jian!
To be continued...