Shamanism kills the god

drive, drive, drive...

The students rushed forward, wearing the stars and the moon, and rolling forward with the protection of the carriage, passing through villages at a fast speed, setting off a trail of smoke and dust. i^

Outside the carriage, the students were worried and anxious; inside the carriage, Mu Feng sat cross-legged, motionless.It looks as if he has traveled thousands of miles, or entered a state of selflessness in cultivation.However, in fact, there are many distracting thoughts, and it has been unable to calm down for a long time.

"Compassion, what kind of mind is the heart of compassion?"

"I enter the Dao with killing, and carry the Dao with blood. If you want to set foot on the pinnacle of cultivation, should you have a killing heart or a compassionate heart?"

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In Mu Feng's heart, he kept asking and introspecting.

The words of the palace owner Ye Beigong made him suddenly confused, as if a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and his mind was full of distracting thoughts.The moment his pulse beat, countless thoughts appeared in his mind.Thinking about it, subconsciously took out the palm-sized cassock and stroked it gently.

To kill or not to kill, this is not about strength or willingness, but a state!

At this moment, looking at the word 'kill' flying wildly on the little cassock, Mu Feng realized that he hadn't really understood the reason behind it.Originally, he thought he already knew it, but after hearing what Ye Beigong said, he realized that his previous understanding was still too superficial.

A cup of tea can be tasted for half a day, but a word may take a lifetime to study carefully!

high!

The old monk of Tianchanmen, this move is really high!

It was easy for him to kill himself at Zhushan Temple at that time; however, the old monk not only did not kill himself, but instead gave him such a cassock, which made him confused and annoyed by it from time to time, and even harbored demons. %&*"; This kind of method is extraordinary, and it is worthy of being a Buddhist monk. It makes people unable to judge whether he is doing this to guide his own cultivation, or to secretly break his own Dao heart and plant in his heart An evil seed!

Mu Fengduan sat motionless on the carriage, looking calm, but secretly, his head was about to explode, with distracting thoughts, unable to suppress, and kept chopping.For a while, I thought of the teachings of the palace owner Yebei Palace, and for a while, I thought of meeting Master Tianyin of the Tianchan School in Zhushan Temple.

The more you think, the more doubts; the more doubts, the more you think, forming a vicious circle.Slowly, the head became heavier and heavier, and even became hot and tingling.The spirit in my mind also seemed unable to bear this kind of torture. It was floating around, showing signs of breaking out of the body and forcibly separating from the body.

Heart demon!

Mu Feng's head was getting heavier and heavier, but he kept on holding on to a sliver of rationality in his mind. With the experience of breaking through from the mortal realm to the elite realm, he quickly understood what was going on.Although his soul was in turmoil and his heart was full of demons, he didn't panic in his heart.

The sudden arrival of the inner demon is a bad thing, but also a good thing.This means that the moment of breaking through to the real world is getting closer and closer.Even, it is possible to break through anytime, anywhere.The more powerful the inner demon, the more astonishing it will be after breaking through.It's like the sky is jealous of talents, only outstanding talents will be envied by heaven, earth and people, and people will not be envied, only mediocrity and mediocrity.

The inner demons of masters don't appear easily, but once they appear, they are bound to be fierce and intense like thunder from the sky.Ordinary cultivators and ordinary people who don't know how to practice, even if they want to taste the taste of inner demons, it is difficult!

Inner demons are not scary, they are just a necessary stage in cultivation; what is feared is that when the inner demons arrive, one becomes flustered, loses sense and reason, and that is fatal!

Mu Feng took a deep breath, put away the killing cassock, took out a book at random from the library hall in the painting world, and held it in his hand.Since you can't cultivate, then don't force yourself and let nature take its course.Without deliberate cultivation and entanglement in the heart, the inner demons will naturally gradually fade away.

"Huh, Guangling Sanji?"

Looking down at the cover of the ancient book, Mu Feng was a little surprised, shook his head and smiled.Then he fondly stroked the yellowed cover and flipped through it gently.

Strictly speaking, the "Guangling Sanji" in my hand is not a real book, but an old notebook.According to legend, a long time ago, a man named Guangling Jun wrote notes when he traveled around the world.It not only records a lot of customs, but also records a lot of history, including the Wumen that has been lost for hundreds of millions of years.

Standing up to the sky and standing up to the ground, after death, Mu Feng's first understanding of the Wumen came from this notebook.

This notebook was found in a corner of the Mu Mansion's public library when he was very young.When I was young, I was very curious about everything, and I was fascinated when I opened it, and I did not know how many times I read it.When I grew up, I read this notebook again, and gained new understanding and experience. I never get tired of reading it, so I still keep it with me after leaving the Mu Mansion.It was not included in it until the magnificent and huge library hall was built in the painting world.

In order to avoid the intensification of his inner demons, he picked out a book at random to read, but unexpectedly, he inadvertently took out this notebook that accompanied him growing up.Looking at the yellowed cover and pages, I felt very cordial. I recalled the days when I was a child, and I quietly looked down while recalling.Unconsciously, at some point, a faint smile appeared on the face of Ye Beigong who was sitting opposite.

When Mu Feng was full of demons, he remained indifferent, did not help, nor gave advice, and let Mu Feng face it by himself.His face was calm, and he didn't seem to notice it at all.It wasn't until Mu Feng naturally defeated the inner demons and began to quietly read the ancient books in his hand that he showed a smile.

drive, drive, drive...

From time to time, the students whipped the war horses under their crotches, and the horses whipped faster.

Although no one discussed it openly, after the pursuit of the thirteen rampant Taibao in Beitu Prefecture and the ambushes of the Immortal Sword Gate, every student knew that what they said was right. The palace master Ye Beigong was probably in bad shape and was seriously injured. .For this reason, the students were worried, and they worked hard all the way to get back to the school as soon as possible, day and night.

Seven days later, the group finally arrived at Beifeng City and outside the city.

As the largest town within a radius of [-] li, Beifeng City should have been bustling with people coming and going.However, unexpectedly, after rushing to the place, people discovered an unexpected scene.

Outside the city, there were many people, but there were no smiles on their faces, and they lined up to enter the city with tense expressions.It seemed that they didn't look like traders coming from afar, but villagers who rushed over from nearby. They dragged their families with them and formed a long line outside the city.Looking up, Beifeng City is huge and majestic. There are many swords and guns on the city wall, and fierce guards are standing there.Like the villagers queuing up to enter the city, their faces were tense.

Inside and outside the castle, thick smoke billowed, and the nearly ten-meter-high city wall was even more bloodstained.Not far from the city gate, a blazing firewood was set up, and there were piles of corpses nearby.From the looks of it, it seemed that this place had just experienced a brutal bloody battle.The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and there was also a vaguely familiar smell.

"Well, this is... the breath of the Heavenly Demon! Could it be that the Heavenly Demon clan has opened up a passage to kill here from the Heavenly Demon Battlefield?"

In the tightly covered carriage, Mu Feng's nose moved slightly, and he was taken aback, and quickly discerned the aura of the demon.The right hand suddenly grasped the void, and a black thing turned into a black light whizzed towards under the pile of corpses in the distance.It's not a branch, it's a phalanx unique to the Heavenly Demon clan!