After escaping from the Dimai Dragon Cave under Dayu Ridge, Ling Song didn't know what happened next.

When Jiang Zuiyun told her about the situation, Ling Song was in a daze for a while.

"So, I stole the marrow for you once, and then I became the most wanted person in the whole world? No... the ancient scriptures I cultivated were left to me by my master, so why should they want to snatch them?"

Her expression is extremely complicated, and she has a sense of shock that her three views have been impacted.

Angry, full of bewilderment and confusion.

"There are so many heroes in the world, leading masters of practice, and no one stands up and says that they can't do this?" Ling Song couldn't believe it.

"Do you think that dragon marrow is something that has no owner, and whoever can get it is his chance. And the cultivation technique on your body is left by the master, it belongs to you, and others should not snatch it ?” Jiang Zuiyun asked back.

"Is not it?"

"Then what about the Yakshas flying in the Dragon Cave?" Jiang Zuiyun helped Ling Song up from the ground, used his divine power to help heal his wounds, and asked lightly, "That's where they were born, and the dragon marrow should have been theirs. thing."

Several Flying God Yakshas are powerful, they must have eaten dragon marrow, and these that were taken away by Ling Song were specially left by them.

Of course it's not for Ling Song, but for their own subsequent breakthroughs and breakthroughs.

Jiang Zuiyun's words caught Ling Song by surprise.

Yes, she was very uncomfortable when others wanted to rob her, but she had just snatched the dragon marrow from the hands of those flying gods Yasha.In contrast, I don't seem to have any reason to blame those people outside.

"But... we are human beings, those yakshas are not." Ling Song pursed his lips, trying to think of a reason.

"It sounds normal for foreign races to compete for treasures and kill each other. But don't forget, the more you practice, the easier it is to become a separate 'race'.

When you reach a higher level of cultivation, those low-level monks will become indistinguishable from ordinary people and ants.

Don't rush to refute me, at first you may continue to treat them as the same race, but 100 years, 200 years... after hundreds of years, you will already be on top, then you will find that those who are hundreds of years away from you The monks of the same ethnic group are actually not much different from the creatures of other ethnic groups.

When you live to be a thousand or two thousand years old, and then look back, let alone the same race, even your heirs in the next life may be no different from ordinary birds and beasts in your eyes. "

This is the reality of the practice world.

Many old masters are used to seeing life and death. Occasionally retreating once is a century-old start. Ordinary people are young and white-headed, and the grass is dry and prosperous. All life has infinitely approached equality in their eyes.

A human life is no more important than the life of an ant or a beast.

"So, the law of the jungle, not asking right or wrong, is the most fundamental law of this world?" Ling Song's obsidian-like eyes seemed to lose some light.

"Some things can be classified as right or wrong, but there are some things that cannot be distinguished." Jiang Zuiyun gave a few examples.

The simplest is the sentence "there are many bones on the road to proof".

In order to seek an opportunity to break through, and to prove that the way he cultivated is the strongest, throughout the ages, so many outstanding talents have fought all the way, stepping on the bones of others.

Because if you don't kill people, people will kill you.

In the battle of life and death, no kindness can be tolerated.

"However, indiscriminate killing of innocent people and wanton humiliation are another matter. Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated. There is also an unwritten rule in the practice world that monks are not allowed to interfere with mortal affairs, nor to attack mortals for no reason.

Most people would abide by this rule. After all, mortals don't have anything worthy of a monk's hand, so there is no need to provoke public anger. "

"Is that so..."

Ling Song really didn't know about these things before, Master Gongyang Yongming didn't tell her about these things, or in other words, he didn't have time to teach her these things.

"Then what if a mortal has a treasure in his hand?" Ling Song asked suddenly.

"That's 'every man is innocent, but he's guilty'." Jiang Zuiyun smiled slightly with a deep expression on his lips.

In one sentence, Ling Song fell silent immediately.

She thought of her elder brother Ling Su, didn't he end up dying in the sky because of the bloodline of the immortal golden body?

"Actually, you don't have to be too nervous."

Seeing Ling Song's silence, Jiang Zuiyun thought she was feeling sad that she had become the mortal who was guilty of committing crimes. He smiled and explained to her, saying: "Since ancient times, whoever wants to become a Dao has not killed himself from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. from?
Now that someone is going to deal with you, it is even easier. Find a way to block it, or even kill it back. Anyway, they did it first, so you don't have to have any psychological burden.

Maybe, you will get a great reputation because of it! "

There is no doubt that when the news of Dayuling spreads, the fact that Ling Song is pregnant with Taiyin Renhuang's inheritance will basically become a reminder.

From Jiang Zuiyun's point of view, this reminder should be treated differently.

It kills only the weak, while the strong are of course immune.

"I haven't even stepped into the second secret realm, what kind of strong man am I?" Ling Song turned his head slightly and gave her a white look.

"Now that the treasure marrow is in hand, are you afraid that you may not have a chance to break through the second secret realm?" Jiang Zuiyun believed her very much.

"You just said that since ancient times, every enlightened person has been killed from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, but I heard people say that the Amitabha Buddha who founded Buddhism on Mount Sumeru in the western desert never hurt a life in his life."

Hearing this, Jiang Zuiyun was silent for a moment, with a serious expression on his face: "The water in Mount Sumeru is very deep. It is rumored that it is a sacred mountain that flew from outside the sky. Tens of thousands of years ago, when Emperor Amitabha enlightened the Tao, the entire western desert was full of Buddha's light.

Since then, there is no other orthodox lineage in West Desert, and only Buddhist temples can continue the incense.

In a sense, Amitabha Buddha did not hurt other people's lives, but his methods were more terrifying than killing people directly.

I read an ancient book, and some sages speculated that almost all the people who lost to Emperor Amitabha became his fans.

Some ordained ordained monks entered Buddhism and practiced the Dharma; some of them directly became the Vajra Protectors of Buddhism.There are many strong people from the human and monster races, as well as some strange beasts, all of which were converted by Emperor Amitabha. "

Even with Jiang Zuiyun's temperament, it is a bit secretive to mention this Buddhist emperor who was enlightened 6 years ago.

After some chatting, more than half an hour passed.

With the help of Jiang Zuiyun, Ling Song's injuries healed a lot, the broken bones were connected, the cracks on the surface of the body disappeared, and he barely recovered his normal mobility.However, it will take a period of cultivation to truly return to its full glory.

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