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Chapter 338 Chapter 381: There is no distinction between life and death!Anyone with an ordinary mind can become an immortal (please ask for monthly votes)

"Junior brother, why are you here suddenly at this time? It's not like your temper to be in the limelight."

After listening to the music, Chen Dengming and others gathered in the temporary residence Fawu. Jiang Jian pulled Chen Dengming and said something strange.

Chen Dengming shook his head and said with a smile, "When I got bored with my practice, I went out for a walk through my clone. I happened to hear the good news, so I came over to take a look."

"Junior Brother Chen, I didn't expect your clone to be so strong, didn't you? That old monster of Zhenjun Xie Yuan was crushed in the hands of your clone."

Xing Huiguang's face was rosy and he looked admiring. He gave a thumbs up and said, "You are worthy of being called Douzhan Shoujun."

He felt a lot in his heart, and felt that the waves behind the Yangtze River were pushing the waves ahead.

He thought he was no match for True Lord Xie Yuan, but Chen Dengming was able to handle him easily, making him admire and feel ashamed.

Chen Dengming shook his head and said, "My clone has just turned into an infant. If there is a real fight, it will certainly not be the opponent of True Lord Xie Yuan. Previously, it was just a trick, taking advantage of the loopholes with spiritual power."

"Hey?"

Jiang Jian raised his hand to stop his laughter and said, "Junior brother Chen, there is no need to be humble. This spiritual hole is not something that ordinary people can exploit. Junior brother, your ability is obvious to all of us."

He felt quite pleased and proud. In the past few months, the Changshou Sect had been under a lot of pressure, and it had also been criticized by other sects who were cooperating in fighting.

Chen Dengming's information relieved the pressure on the longevity sect, and it could be regarded as another meritorious service and an explanation.

However, although he was curious about how Chen Dengming obtained this information, he saw that Chen Dengming had no intention of taking the initiative to tell him, so he didn't feel comfortable asking more questions.

Chen Dengming asked, "Two senior brothers, after taking Huarong Road, what will follow will be the former Southern Territory Wanli Border and Mingyun Mountains, right?"

Jiang Jian's face turned solemn, "Yes, Mingyun Mountain Range is a tough one. The sword master of the Heaven and Earth Sword Palace and the Heavenly Demon once sat there.

Although there is no trace of those two people now, if they want to win there, I am afraid that there will be a more intense head-on battle. "

Chen Dengming frowned and nodded, "Let's all be prepared.

By the way, why is it that more than four months have passed, but Senior Sister Su and Senior Brother Fu haven't appeared yet?Can't contact them either? "

Count it as a day in heaven and a year on earth.

Now that more than four months have passed, Su Yanyan and Fu Changyin should have already left isolation.

But now, these two people can't even get in touch with the sound transmission jade talisman.

Xing Huiguang pondered and smiled, "Junior Brother Chen, Third Senior Sister and Senior Brother are all under the care of the First Ancestor, so you don't have to worry.

Since they haven't appeared yet, they may still be in Tianshou Hall, or maybe the First Ancestor has other plans for them. "

Chen Dengming's heart moved, and he suddenly understood.

It seems that the first ancestor wants to play dirty again?
Now that Su Yanyan and First Ancestor Fu Changyin have gone into seclusion and disappeared, it is impossible for the evil cultivator camp outside the territory not to notice.

Rather than reappearing in sight, it is better to use the trick and hide in the dark.

In this case, maybe Senior Sister Su and Senior Brother Fu have already broken through, and they might suddenly appear on the battlefield in the future, giving everyone a surprise.

Chen Dengming thought for a while, but still did not inform his two senior brothers about Dongfang Huayuan's speculation and Nanxun's current situation.

Guesses are always guesses and cannot be accurate so as not to affect judgment.

Moreover, Nanxun is only his hometown, but not the hometown of these two senior brothers. He cares about it very much, but others don't care so much.

Next, the three of them chatted for a while, and Chen Dengming left immediately.

If he didn't leave, he might be caught by Zuo Qiuling.

The other party must also be very interested in the information in his hand.

But for the time being, he is willing to share some intelligence, but has no intention of exposing the source of the intelligence to avoid causing complications.

With one more intelligence source, there is one more risk of exposure of the intelligence source.

I believe that Zuo Qiuling, as a veteran in this, also understands him.

The source of this information is actually the Soul-eating Old Demon.

A few months ago, after Chen Dengming tried to psychically invade the Soul-Eating Old Demon again and succeeded, he could quietly steal information about the Demon Sect through the Soul-Eating Demon's perspective.

Under this situation, the Six Paths of the Demon Palace went all out to retaliate against the Longevity Sect. Naturally, it was easy for Chen Dengming to use the stolen intelligence to counterattack.

I'm afraid that the now deflated Demon Palace Liudao has begun to suspiciously self-examine, and there may be some unlucky guy who wants to take the blame for him.

"Now more than four months have passed, but my spiritual realm has not improved much. The speed of refining human immortality and Taoism has slowed down. I still need to walk around through the clone to increase my experience and improve my state of mind."

Chen Dengming's mind was placed in the incense clone. After leaving the stronghold, it turned into a stream of water vapor and floated low-key in the mountains. He was thinking in his heart and wandering aimlessly.

There is no bottleneck in his practice, but there seems to be a bottleneck in his spiritual improvement.

In other words, changes in mood and insights are difficult to achieve overnight and require personal experience.

This kind of pursuit of higher and higher levels of practice is no longer as simple as the improvement of strength.

If we say that refining Qi to transform Qi, refining Qi to transform into Spirit, and refining Spirit to return to void are the three traditional stages of cultivation.

Then spiritual practice must be above these three.

The improvement of spiritual power and realm will also help to expand Chen Dengming's mind and vision.

This is also the reason why he can lay many spiritual traps with just one clone, causing embarrassment to True Monarch Xie Yuan.

...

At this moment, the wind is biting and the icy north wind is passing by. The pine trees in the mountains are standing green in the white snow. They are swaying with the biting wind and throwing off the snow.

Chen Dengming passed by the wind like a burst of water mist, hundreds of miles away in an instant, and soon crossed Huarong Road and entered the southern region.

It seems to be getting colder here.

Many monk armies from the Counterattack Monk Alliance have been stationed here.

Military camps are widely spread in the wilderness, formation barriers rise, and warning watchtowers float in the air. The lineup of monks from various sects below is full of victors, as if they are having a carnival.

There are many monks trading loot, and the stronghold has become a bustling small market.

Farther away, there is a ruins-like corpse burial battlefield, and the faint and oppressive incense faith power from the extraterrestrial demon can no longer be felt in the air.

Obviously, with the defeat and retreat of the evil cultivator camp outside the territory, this place has become a place where the incense faith is missing.

Chen Dengming's mind is in the incense clone, sitting in the sect, traveling thousands of miles a day, looking at mountains and rivers in the distance, and continuing to fly forward.

After passing the military camp, they came to a battlefield that looked like ruins.

This place is filled with gloom, ghosts are lingering, and there are even ghosts of monks who have not dispersed screaming. It is a place beloved by ghost cultivators.

The cold wind blew loudly, swirling the dust and making a "rustling" sound.

Some bare trees, like bald old men, shivered and screamed in the cold wind.

There are corpses lying everywhere in the south, and there are bones everywhere in the white snow. All life has been reduced to ashes, and it has almost turned into a purgatory on earth.

Chen Dengming was touched in his heart, and his consciousness spread out, covering the distance further, and he saw the tragic scene of thousands of villages with no life.

Although the Wanli frontier was a barren land in the past, the years it was controlled by evil cultivators from outside the territory drove many low-level casual cultivators and mortals from the four domains to gather here, making this place prosperous for a period of time.

Even most areas have become the blood god's incense domain, and many mortals and casual cultivators have developed into the blood god's incense believers.

The reason is very simple. Give the barren resources and the land with sparse spiritual energy to "low-value" low-level monks and mortals. As long as they have a barren land to survive, they can dedicate precious incense and faith power in the midst of suffering. .

This is to develop the most valuable incense belief with the cheapest land resources, making huge profits, or even without capital, because even the land was stolen.

But now, the Blood God has long since fallen, and the huge incense faith nation has also collapsed.

Perhaps without the Blood God, the evil cultivator camp outside the territory has intended to abandon this barren land and fish in the marsh.

Therefore, in just over a year, various means were used to drive, flog, and blood sacrifice the monks and mortals on this land.

Among them, mortals naturally suffered the sins and suffered the most casualties.

Some of those who are not yet dead have either joined the camp of evil cultivators outside the territory, or have been reduced to slaves worse than pigs and dogs, lingering in numbness and misery.

"Life is so fragile during war, there is almost no difference between Qi Practitioner monks and mortals. Life is like a piece of grass.

What reason do monks have to despise mortals?Before life and death, everyone is the same."

Chen Dengming felt something in his heart, and the Taoist text in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be dissolving faster.

Heirs to the spiritual Tao of the Immortal Dao Tradition often experience subtle changes in their souls when their souls are touched, resulting in a certain increase in cultivation and the dissolution of the Taoism.

Therefore, Chen Dengming had to go out and walk around more, seeing thousands of things, seeing thousands of faces, and watching all kinds of people.

His figure landed and walked among the ruins for a long time, trying to use his mind and magic to transcend the souls that had not dispersed.

For several days, he kept his mind on the incense clone, completing something he had rarely done before.

Feeling the relief and gratitude of the souls who died in battle as they died, I felt that my own soul seemed to be sublimated between the boundary between life and death.

At first, he only saved the souls of his own monks or monks from the four realms. When facing the souls of enemy cultivators from outside the realm, he hesitated and found it difficult to let go of his grudge.

But it wasn't until he encountered an enemy cultivator who was crying and seemed to beg him for salvation that he tried to let go of his grudge and perform salvation.

As a result, he also received the gratitude and heartfelt wishes of the enemy cultivators after their souls were liberated.

It turned out that this enemy cultivator from outside the territory was not willing to participate in the war. He had no choice but to be drafted, so he had to leave his hometown and embark on the journey.Now that I have died a tragic death in a foreign land, I just want my soul to be liberated, but this is also my choice of position, and it is not a treacherous act.

Generals die in a hundred battles, and strong men return in ten years.

However, if they are defeated, I am afraid that most of them will not be able to go back.
After saving the soul of this enemy cultivator from outside the territory, it seemed that the grudge in Chen Dengming's heart had been eliminated.

It opened his mind up again and reached a new level.

For a moment, the sea of ​​​​consciousness of the deity was like anemones shining brightly, and the spiritual rain was flying, like anemones growing in the water, and the vision was extraordinary.

Many Taoist texts bloom like lotus flowers in the river-like human-immortal Taoist power, and gradually the petals float and dissolve, turning into Taoist power.

A feeling of life and death, death and life, circulated in his soul.

There seems to be an ethereal power of faith in the incense avatar's domain of faith, offering the most sincere gratitude and blessings to the liberated soul.

He has no grudges anymore.

Like a shepherd, shepherding souls, wandering among the ruins, no matter the enemy or friend, to save more souls that have not dissipated.

This does not mean that he will never distinguish between friend and foe, and be kind to women.

Even if he is doing something that even his enemies would admire at this moment, and he is actually on the battlefield, with a clear stance, no distinction between good and evil, right and wrong, and when it is just a life and death battle for the camp, he will never show any mercy.

A person who has a big picture and great love in his heart will definitely act with great courage and ruthlessness.

This continues until nine days later.

When the spirit boat carrying rumbling sounds broke through the sky from a distance.

Only then did Chen Dengming wake up from the special state of mind that focused on saving his soul.

He looked back and saw large and small spiritual boats rolling in from the distance, with majestic momentum, like dark clouds pressing down on the environment.

Many monks wore robes and stood proudly on the spirit boat. They were majestic and majestic. The spiritual energy they breathed out formed a large-area spiritual energy siphon effect.

The spiritual energy from thousands of miles around is rapidly converging towards that side, forming a splendid colorful cloud. The momentum of the thousands of monks' army is even greater than that of the Taoist Transformation Lord.

However, after nine days of rectification, the counterattack monk alliance once again launched a general attack that could swallow up thousands of miles.

Chen Dengming is unwilling to get involved for the time being.

In this next battle, more monks will die, continuing the tragic war of the previous era thousands of years ago. The monks fell from the sky like rain, and their souls found it difficult to rest.

So many people died, and he couldn't get over it.

It is still fate, whether intentional or not, if you do things that are destined, you will have a clear conscience if you are a person with intention.

The avatar of the incense sticks its hands behind its hands to perform the secret, and it instantly melts into a mist that dissipates among the ruins.

Destinations come and go, and my mood has been sublimated.

Inside the Longevity Sect.

Chen Dengming woke up mentally from the empty and silent Longevity Hall. The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were like silver torches that were projected far away.

After a while, he slowly withdrew his gaze and looked into the depths of his soul. Many human beings, immortals, and Taoists had melted into Tao power as his state of mind improved.

Today, his Tao power is more than twice as strong as before he accepted the inheritance. As for his spiritual improvement, it has reached two levels.

"I should be able to continue to accept the next stage of inheritance. However, I have just completed the first stage of spiritual promotion. There is no rush for now. Let's stabilize one or two first."

Chen Dengming stood up and searched through several storage bags for a long time before finally finding a set of ordinary-looking green cloth gowns.

Seeing this green cloth gown, a smile and a hint of warmth appeared in the corners of his eyes.

This gown was sewn for him by Xu Wei at the Luo family when he was a casual cultivator in the past.

Although the clothes are cheap and simple, not as good as the fifth-level giant deer robe today, it is better than the care and preciousness of this old friend's relic.

When Chen Dengming tried to put it on, he realized that over the years, his body had become stronger and stronger again.

The green shirt back then was a bit thin now, and it couldn't fit into a rough guy like him.

"Really, the years have passed by and personnel have changed, but my original intention has not changed. This body is much stronger."

Chen Dengming laughed dumbly and did not use any technique. Instead, he used the bone-shrinking technique that was commonly used by ordinary people in the past.

Suddenly there was a crackling sound in the muscles and bones all over the body.

His burly and muscular body had 'shrunk' and became much leaner, but he could still fit into the green shirt he wore back then.

After changing his outfit, Chen Dengming used his Qi Escape Technique to escape, going in and out of Qingming, heading straight for the distant mortal villages and towns that were taken over by the longevity sect.

After witnessing the tragic situation of thousands of villages in the war zone and the disappearance of thousands of people.

He wanted to see what the condition of the now-recovered Eastern Territory, the mortal towns at the foot of his longevity sect, was like in the middle of winter.

With these thoughts, I couldn't suppress them anymore.

As the leader of the Changshou Sect, even if he visited privately incognito in the past, he only walked into the low-level monk area within the jurisdiction of the Changshou Dao Domain to observe.

But he really didn't take a good look at the condition of the ordinary people under his feet.

Is this an oversight, or has the mind drifted to the perspective of a celestial being, thereby neglecting the most basic soil in the human heart.

The spiritual inheritance of human and immortal inheritance starts from the human heart, not from the immortal heart.

Even ordinary people can cultivate immortality, so how can they ignore the rise of tall buildings from the ground?

After a cup of tea.

Chen Dengming came to a mortal town only a few hundred miles away from Chang'anfang.

He first observed from a distance and saw that although the small houses in the town were not tall, they could shelter from the wind and rain, provide peace and peace of mind in this troubled world.

Looking again, I saw pedestrians wearing bloated cotton clothes on the street with their hands in their sleeves and spraying white mist from their mouths. Although it was cold, they were not freezing or hungry.

"It seems that our Changshou Sect has indeed done practical things in managing the mortals within its jurisdiction, and has not acted in a shady manner."

Chen Dengming thought of the interim management plan for mortals that was reviewed by his avatar in the past. The provisions of the plan were still vivid in his mind when he recalled it.

He glanced at a flag on the town's head from a distance. The flag was embroidered with a large word "Shou" and glowed with a slight spiritual light, which meant that there were monks sitting in this area, perhaps not far away in Fangshi. Inside.

This kind of friendly attitude toward mortals has actually surpassed the situation he had in the past when he was at the Southern Territory Gathering Place and Jinxiufang.

"Ok?"

Chen Dengming suddenly looked at the city gate not far away, looking surprised, and quickly took a breath and hid.

Soon, a carriage with iron wheels could be seen outside the town rolling over the ice-condensed ground, making a clanging sound.

Immediately, many children wearing various hats ran over happily.

On the carriage, a seemingly middle-aged woman smiled and took out the candies in the carriage to share with many children. She also pulled out some boxes from the carriage and distributed the materials inside.

Although this woman is older and has crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she is mature and fit, with a noble forehead, a straight nose, and a pair of shining almond eyes, soft and yet somewhat heroic.

Someone expressed thanks, "Sister Chen, thank you so much for coming to our Shanshui Town to distribute charity."

"These are supplies distributed by the longevity sect. I'm just helping out with errands, so I won't be in the way. Everyone, please go separately. It's cold so you can survive the winter."

The woman on the carriage smiled.

The villagers who gathered around sighed.

"Oh, I'm really grateful to the longevity sect. It's really an honor for us to have such an immortal sect looking after us."

"Yes, I just hope that in the coming year, one or two children will be born in our village, and they can join the Immortal Sect and repay the Immortal's kindness!"

In the clouds not far away, Chen Dengming, who originally planned to enter the mortal town, had a smile in his eyes and shook his head in relief.

"Still, when you come to my side, you are still as kind-hearted as ever, and like to interact with low-level monks and mortals."

He felt relieved.

I originally planned to visit the mortal towns myself and do some good deeds in this midwinter.

Unexpectedly, his daughter Chen Yiran had already done this kind of thing, and it seemed that she had been doing it silently for a long time.

As a father, he was a little ashamed, and it was inconvenient to go there at this time. He glanced at the depths of the clouds not far away, and then left quietly.

In the clouds and mist not far away, the black panther, who was lying in the clouds out of boredom and taking a nap, suddenly moved his hair, and it felt vaguely like a familiar gaze was looking over him.

Suddenly he woke up with a jolt, subconsciously raised his ears, opened his leopard teeth, and showed a nigger-like smile as a gesture to please his master.

But he found that the surrounding area was empty and there was no one around, except for the familiar figure.

"woo"

The Black Clouded Leopard let out a whimper in its throat. Its eyes were confused, and it looked down at Chen Yiran, who looked extremely happy in the mortal village, and fell silent for a moment.

Everyone has their own life and happiness.

Why did the black panther live a peaceful life that he once dreamed of, but suddenly found that something seemed to be missing and he was not as happy as before?

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