In front of such a supreme being as Immortal Emperor Ziwei, the light of Zhan Yin and Yang is as weak as a firefly, but even a firefly cannot be extinguished!

This is one of those moments!

"Oh?" The old man said softly.

For the first time, he looked at Ning Fan squarely.

I didn't expect, I really didn't expect. This guy clearly saw through his identity and actually had the courage to face himself.

Interesting, interesting! Throughout the ages, all the Holy Sons of Ziwei who participated in the trial lost themselves due to various reasons in front of their chestnut stalls; only this one not only saved himself, but also had the courage to fight to the death.

"Your courage is commendable! Zi Dou's vision is really good. He can actually see the value of a mortal butterfly. I didn't expect that even in choosing a disciple, I am not as good as him! It's a pity that your bones are too bad. If you are willing to do so in this life,

If you give up your obsession, rebel against Zi Dou and surrender to Ni Ku, it is possible to become a saint; but if you talk about being rebellious, there is no chance at all. The weak hold the silver of heaven, which is the sin of cherishing the jade; the inferior ones hold it

How do you know that the blood of gods and demons is not used to make wedding clothes for others? What a pity, what a pity..." The old man sighed again and again, and every sentence seemed to have a meaning.

Ning Fan seemed to be unable to hear the old man's words at all, and his heart was not shaken at all. He still held Bai Ling's hand tightly, always ready to fight the old man to the death.

"Stop your little thoughts. I said that as an old man, I will not take action against juniors like you. The hatred of the previous generation will not affect the next generation. This is the pride of Zi Dou and I! He has the magnanimity to stay.

Ziwei, how could I take action against you if one of the Beidou descendants lives? Moreover, if I really had the future to kill you, this future would have been wiped out by Zi Dou who has calculated everything. In that case, he would not allow it.

The Trial of the Holy Son will continue to exist. Don’t underestimate my dignity! Don’t underestimate Zi Dou’s ability either!” the old man scolded.

Ning Fan was silent for a while, then let go of Bai Ling's hand and cupped his fist slightly towards the old man.

"Junior Ning Fan (Zhang Dao), I have met my senior!"

In this sentence, Ning Fan said his true name, but only the old man could hear that true name.

This statement fell in Bai Ling's ears, but what he heard was the word "Zhang Dao". It was obviously the trial of the Holy Son that affected this matter.

The old man ignored Ning Fan and instead smiled at Bai Ling and said, "Little girl, try these chestnuts. How do they taste?"

[Oh.] Bai Ling replied in his heart, took out a chestnut, peeled it open, and tasted it.

[So sweet!] Bai Ling showed a cheerful smile.

Then he peeled off another one and stuffed it into Ning Fan's mouth.

Ah this...

Ning Fan did not completely let go of his vigilance towards Immortal Ziwei. He originally wanted to prevent Bai Ling from eating chestnuts, let alone eat chestnuts himself.

But Bai Ling forcefully forced one into his head.

Chewed it, it was really sweet. Well, this feeling...

Ning Fan frowned and let out a light sigh.

This soft sound fell on Bai Ling's ears, and she mistakenly thought that Ning Fan thought the chestnuts were not delicious.

【Isn’t it delicious?】

"No, not...this chestnut..."

No matter how you look at it, the chestnuts fried by the old man are made of ordinary ingredients.

However, how could the chestnuts fried by the dignified Nisheng Immortal Emperor be mediocre!

Bai Ling couldn't figure out the magic of chestnuts, and no one from the Holy Son Ziwei who came here to try it could figure out the mystery.

But Ning Fan…

Unexpectedly, from a small chestnut, I felt countless traces of Ziwei Taoism.

It's so complicated that it's like an endless river stretching between heaven and earth, with no end in sight!

Ning Fan has never seen such a complicated Taoist method, like billions of threads intertwined in a mess, but the chaos is just an appearance, and there is a certain pattern hidden deep inside.

And that law is the origin of Ziwei Taoism!

Origin, origin…

It was as if a bright light lit up in Ning Fan's eyes, but then went out in an instant.

Poof!

Ning Fan suddenly spurted out a blood arrow, which was the backlash caused by his failure to forcibly comprehend the origin of Ziwei Taoism.

This scene frightened Bai Ling so much that he mistakenly thought...chestnuts were poisonous.

Her face was filled with anger and she pointed her finger at the old man roasting chestnuts. She was so angry that she could not speak.

[You poisoned me! You actually poisoned me! You are not considered a senior expert! I actually mistakenly believed that you are a good person!]

"Insolent! I have never poisoned you! This kid is so evil that he can actually see the origin of my Taoism! And he is too arrogant. Can he understand this level of Taoism? He is asking for his own death.

Is the road okay?" The old man obviously heard Bai Ling's thoughts and laughed angrily.

He said that Ning Fan was seeking his own death, but in fact, in the old man's heart, there was already a feeling of cherishing and loving talents.

What an evil talent! How powerful is this guy? He can actually see the origin of Taoism at this level from a small chestnut...

Where did Zi Dou find the monster?

Why don’t any of my disciples have this qualification? Alas... Are Zi Dou and I really so different...

Seeing Bai Ling still doubting himself, the old man felt extremely insulted and wished he could strike through the endless reincarnation of the two people in front of him with one palm. However, he was arrogant by nature, and with his status, it was impossible to bully the younger generation, especially because of trivial sugar-cooked chestnuts.

Small things kill people.

His dignity does not allow him to do such ridiculous things.

In order to prove his innocence, the old man snorted coldly and used his fingers to cast a series of spells. Purple light instantly flooded Ning Fan's body. In the next moment, Ning Fan's injuries were healed.

"Let's go! I won't do your business anymore! You two will disappear from my eyes immediately! Bad luck, bad luck!" the old man said impatiently.

After sensing that Ning Fan had recovered from his injuries, Bai Ling knew that he had misunderstood the old man. He couldn't help but feel guilty and bowed to the old man repeatedly to apologize.

But the old man never looked at Bai Ling again.

He kept his head down and fried chestnuts, completely thinking that Bai Ling was Airman No. 2.

Ning Fan was also stunned when he saw the dignified Ziwei Immortal Emperor being so temperamental; he also felt touched that the other party actually took action to treat him.

Although he did not need the other party's treatment, the other party casually injected the Ziwei Tao method that healed the injury into his body with a finger.

Invisibly, my understanding of Ziwei Taoism actually increased a little more...

"Thank you, senior." So Ning Fan thanked him anyway.

But there was no response.

Because the old man only regarded Ning Fan as Air Man No. 1.

Seeing this, Ning Fan knew that he should not continue to disturb him, so he clasped his fists and saluted again, and then held Bai Ling as if to leave.

At this moment, a group of ferocious barbarians surrounded the chestnut stall.

The two leaders were both tall, round and fierce men. One was named Hei Liu and the other was Man Gui.

When the two came to the chestnut stall, they first took a deep look at Ning Fan, then clasped their fists and saluted, and said respectfully, "Senior, please move to other stalls. This old man from Lishan is so rude. How dare you take the chestnut stall?"

It's really abominable to sell chestnuts that were left overnight to senior! I will vent my anger on my behalf now!"

They casually accused the old man of chestnut speculation of overnight chestnuts, and then the two of them came to the chestnut stall. Without saying a word, they directly smashed the stall, and while doing so, they said fiercely to the old man.

"Young man! My master invites you to come and talk to me! This is a great favor. I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil!"

Ning Fan was stunned.

Everyone is stupid.

In this world, there are actually scoundrels who dare to be so arrogant against a rebel saint!

Ning Fan once thought he was an arrogant person; but today he realized that there are people who are thousands of times better than him.
Chapter completed!