"Colorful old man...who is this person!"

Ning Fan had a vague guess in his mind. Although he still didn't know the truth of that year, he vaguely guessed that the person who plotted to murder Ning Qian and drained his blood was probably the fourth prince and the colorful old man.

In this way, it makes sense for Yuntian Jue to kill the fourth prince in a rage, but who is the colorful old man...

"I don't know, I don't know who he is. I can't even see his face. I just know that he is very strong, very strong. He is definitely not a monk from the lower world... If he is a monk from the upper world and has no grievances against me, a monk from the lower world, why would he risk it?"

In danger of violating the rules of heaven, take action against my monk from the lower realm!" Yun Bushu's eyes were full of anger.

"The eldest brother's memory was erased, but along with his memory was Qi Qing... He forgot that he had a wife and children. From then on, he could not laugh or cry... The world said that he gave up his love.

Xiu Jian was a big mistake. His love and his memory will be erased forever... After he lost his memory, your mother and you disappeared. Maybe it was also the work of the fourth prince and the colorful old man...

"

"You should be able to tell what kind of artistic conception I feel, right?" Yun Bushu looked at Ning Fan and took a test.

"If I'm not wrong, what you perceive should be the artistic conception of forgetfulness, and it belongs to the will of God... Because after cultivating this artistic conception, the deeper you understand the artistic conception, the worse your memory will be. One day, if you realize this artistic conception to its peak, I'm afraid

You will even forget who you are..." Ning Fan replied.

His artistic conception is that of memories, while Yun Bushu's artistic conception is that of forgetfulness...

"Yes, what I comprehend is the divine will of forgetfulness. The reason why I comprehend this divine will is just to find a way to restore memory from forgetfulness and help my elder brother restore his memory."

"Although my eldest brother and I are not real brothers, he treats me like a brother, so I will treat him as a brother. As long as my eldest brother can remember everything, it doesn't matter even if I lose my memory eventually! Even if Yun Bushu takes away my life

, as long as it can make big brother laugh again...what's the harm!"

"It's just that a thousand years have passed, and I haven't found a way to restore my eldest brother's memory... I heard that Emperor Buzhou was proficient in the art of destroying memories with thunder. He was also proficient in the magical power of restoring memories... It's a pity that he had already lost his memory ten thousand years ago.

After falling, I am afraid that no one in the rain world can restore my eldest brother’s memory..."

Yun Bu Shu closed his eyes and sighed.

Ning Fan remained silent.

He originally thought that if the person who harmed his mother and son was someone from the Rain Palace, he would dare to kill even the Rain Emperor.

Now it seems that it was the fourth prince and another colorful old man who harmed his mother and son...

Is it just that the Rain Emperor really has nothing to do with this matter...

Who is the colorful old man...

Ning Fan frowned, the truth from a thousand years ago was too far away to be discovered.

Compared with these, the most urgent task is to learn the art of Yuzu and search for my mother within the entire Zhongzhou territory.

He didn't have a deep father-son relationship with Yun Tianjue. At most, he only had some appreciation and gratitude to Yun Tianjue.

He and Ning Qian don't have a deep relationship between mother and son... However, his mother gave him the blood he lost and gave him a chance to live again. No matter what, he must find his mother... he must, must...

"You haven't said yet, where did your blue jade come from?" Yun Bushu asked.

"Is it a blue jade...I have been sealed in a demon cocoon for thousands of years. This jade was left by my mother."

Ning Fan recalled the dream scenes he had seen in Weeping Blood Forest. He was silent for a moment and said nothing more.

Yun Bushu sighed, Ning Fan didn't mention a word about Ning Qian's whereabouts, it seemed that he didn't know either...

Yun Bushu looked at Ning Fan again and sighed, "I see... No wonder your bone age is very strange. It turns out that you used the demon cocoon to cover the days... After sleeping for thousands of years, you wake up... Not everyone

They all have the chance to sleep in the cocoon for thousands of years."

"If I have a choice, I would rather not take this opportunity of sleeping for a thousand years..."

Ning Fan's heart ached and he said no more.

He has learned some truth from Yun Bushu, but has no intention of reminiscing with him.

He has not forgotten his original intention. He came to Xuantian Temple initially to understand the Rain Monument here.

"I still have things to do. If I have a chance, I will talk to the Third Prince next time. I must understand the Rain Monument now. I hope the Third Prince will not tell anyone about what we talked about today, including Yuntian Jue."

"You call me Third Prince, and you call me eldest brother Yun Tianjue. Ahem, cough, cough, these are really unfamiliar names... That's all. I won't tell anyone what happened today. You can study the Rain Monument, and I won't bother you.

Damn it, I'm going to find someone to bet on! Nowadays, many places in Tianyun Ten Realms are setting up bets on whether you, the master of Chitian Palace, can defeat the people of the other eight halls. Hehe, I have great confidence in you.

Naturally, if you win the bet, I think I can make a lot of immortal jade this time, hehe, I’ll go too!”

Yun Bushu smiled like a ruffian, shook his body, and turned into light and left.

Ning Fan shook his head helplessly, was he being tricked again...

Without immediately comprehending the Rain Monument, Ning Fan asked Luo You who was in his mind, "Xiao You'er, have you ever heard of any masters who are radiating colorful light in the last four days?"

"Seven-colored light? That may not be light, but the color of luck, 'Seven-color luck, manifested like a rainbow'... Generally speaking, only immortal emperors can cultivate seven-color luck, and some true immortals occasionally have

By chance, it is rare to be able to cultivate the three-color luck in the three realms of true immortals... The person who harmed your parents must be an immortal emperor, no doubt, but there are many four-day immortal emperors. Based on this clue, I think

It is difficult to know the exact identity of this person..."

"Immortal Emperor..."

Ning Fan stood under the Xuantianyu Monument and remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, my heartbeat calmed down, and I finally released my spiritual thoughts and began to comprehend.

After burning the incense, he turned around and left. As he left, a strong fighting spirit burst out from his body again.

He escaped from the mountain, stepped on the golden ancient sword, and headed straight for the eighth realm.

The eighth realm of Tianyun, the heaven-changing realm!

There are many female cultivators in the Biantian Realm, and there are even more physical cultivators. Yu Chong'er's master is the female Suixu who is in charge of the Biantian Palace - Yun Qingge. Not only does Yun Qingge's magic power reach the first level of Suixu, the body refining realm

It has also reached the realm of Nirvana.

The master of the Biantian Palace is named Fairy Yunzhi. His magic power level is Wenxu, and his body refining level has reached the upper-middle level of the third golden body level. The strength of his physical skills alone can surpass ordinary Chongxu.

Ning Fan fled the light and galloped all the way, crossing countless cities and heading straight to the Yunshan Mountains in the Changing Heaven Realm.

Gradually, Yunshan Mountain was in sight. And on the top of the mountain, stood proudly and prettyly a cold-faced woman, about twenty-seven years old, wearing a blood-colored armor, with golden light exuding from her whole body.

Golden monk!

This woman is the master of Changtian Palace!

Ning Fan put away the ancient sword and stood on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the cloud mountains and frowning slightly, as if he had discovered something and did not move forward.

At the moment of its arrival, the whole Yunshan was boiling with excitement!

"Marquis Suyi is here! This is his fifth battle across the Eighth Palace of Tianyun. Will he win?"

The master of Yunzhi Palace clapped his storage bag and took out a piece of formation order. In an instant, a layer of cloud light spread to the distance along the Yunshan Mountain of Biantian Palace.

Wherever the array of light passed, each of the monks felt their bodies go limp. It was extremely difficult to mobilize their magic power, and they all exclaimed.

"This is a magic-destroying formation! It is a special formation that limits the movement of magic power!"

"Look at the light of this formation. I'm afraid that it has reached the peak level of Mortal Xu. Even if the Taixu monk accidentally enters the light of the formation, it will be difficult to mobilize the mana... Yunzhi Temple advocates opening this formation. Could it be that he wants to compete with Su Yi in the formation?

Hou Bi can’t compete with the physical body!”

"It is rumored that Su Yihou is an ancient demon. He can be invincible with his physical body. However, the physical body of Master Yunzhi is even more powerful. He can even defeat Chongxu. If he enters the magic-killing formation and only fights with his physical body, Su Yihou

The odds of winning are not good..."

Ning Fan only glanced at the formation, without looking any further, and then said loudly, "Ning came here just for the Rain Monument!"

"I have always heard that the ancient demon body of Su Yihou is powerful, and I boldly invite Su Yihou to join this battle. If Su Yihou can defeat me with my physical body, I will naturally lead Su Yihou to understand that I will transform into a rain in the temple.

Monument! Su Yihou, you dare to enter the battle!"

Yunzhilian stepped on the clouds and stood on the sea of ​​clouds, standing in the light of the array, with a hint of fighting intent in her beautiful eyes.

Ning Fan didn't say much, but expressed his attitude with actions, and also jumped into the formation of light.

If he uses the formation light annihilation method, he will fight against Yunzhi with his own body, and he will not be afraid.

"Now that Suyihou has entered the battle, I will show no mercy, Xushu, Yunfeng!"

Golden light appeared all over Yunzhi's body, and his soft fist seemed to turn into pure gold, and he punched Ning Fan through the air.

After punching out, a shadow of a white phoenix appeared on his lotus arm.

Following his punch, the sea of ​​clouds within 300,000 miles turned into countless snow-white phoenix shadows.

One after another, the phoenix shadows collapsed one after another, turning into unimaginable fist-breaking power. They condensed into twenty-one giant fists of cloud and mist, and suddenly smashed towards Ning Fan.

Every giant fist of cloud and mist is comparable to a blow from the void.

Twenty-one punches combined into one, even ordinary punches may not be able to handle it.

"This is my strongest blow, an ordinary attack..."

She showed a confident smile, but the next moment, the smile froze on her face.

But Ning Fan saw a golden black light appearing all over his body, and the demonic aura was overwhelming. He suddenly transformed into a black-armored giant six thousand feet tall!

The black-armored giant punched twenty-one times in a row, shattering all the shadows of Yunfeng's fists and letting out a roar like thunder!

This is a wild devil!
To be continued...