The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 1248 Correct Guidance

"You're still too young!"

Lin Chaoci did not speak.

This is what Ji Wuji said.

What Ji Wuji meant by this was very simple.

This is not to mock the young Taoist priest.

in contrast.

He actually agreed with the young Taoist's ideas.

Because this little Taoist priest is kind but not pedantic.

If what the little Taoist priest meant was that revenge will never end and we should use kindness to influence the monster, he would definitely slap the monster twice and discipline this unfilial descendant on behalf of the little Taoist priest's ancestor. However, what the little Taoist priest meant was that revenge will never end and we should find the right target to take revenge on and should not implicate innocent people in this hatred. For him, who had followed Lin Chaoci and seen peace, this was indeed highly consistent with his thoughts and he agreed with it to a large extent.

There's nothing wrong with revenge.

Those who kill will always be killed.

No one has the right to take another person's life.

Even if it's a monster, it won't work.

Therefore, from the moment he killed the first monster, under the guidance of Lin Chaoci, he was mentally prepared to die at the hands of a monster one day. The reason why he has not retreated so far is precisely to attribute all the sins to himself.

Because of this, killing must also have a bottom line.

Implicating innocent people is a violation of the bottom line.

Despicable to others.

Even if the innocent person involved has a tragic past.

That was no reason for him to implicate innocent people.

But, what I want to ask is, do you have any misunderstandings about immortal cultivators?
"Can you hear the wind blowing through the treetops and moving the leaves ten miles away?"

Ji Wuji picked up a piece of dogtail grass from the roadside.

Mainly because this is the wilderness.

Except for some weeds that didn't look very good.

The only one that is pleasing to the eye is the foxtail grass.

Get it in your hands.

Rubbing the grass ears slowly and methodically.

The tone is the same.

He asked slowly.

"Ten miles?"

"Of course not."

“Normal people don’t seem to be able to hear it, right?”

The young Taoist priest sounded a little surprised.

There is no trace of disguise.

Because he was really surprised.

Ji Wuji smiled. Lin Chaoci, Wen Bolin, Cui Yu Xiaotan and others also understood what Ji Wuji meant, but they did not interrupt him. They handed the right to answer to Ji Wuji and let him play his part: "Yes, normal people can't hear it, but I can hear it clearly... Just like this dogtail grass, I turn it around, you can't see how many hairs there are on it, but I can see it clearly... Young man, oh no, I'm about the same age as you, only seven years old, maybe one or two years younger than you. To be more precise, I should call you little brother. Little brother, do you really think that those little tricks you did can deceive the sharp eyes of an old guy, or even an old fox, who is only at the third level of Qi training, but has been wandering in the martial arts world for decades and has always been safe and sound?"

That's all the words said.

If the little Taoist priest still doesn't understand, he is not qualified to come up with any clever ideas.

Subconsciously, he glanced at the drunk old Taoist priest next to him.

Surprised, he said, "You mean...you mean, my master...he...he already knew what I did?"

"If you do it discreetly enough."

"He may have only guessed."

"It's not like he can read minds."

"I haven't learned any face-reading skills."

"Of course it's impossible to guess your plan." Wen Bolin had learned face reading from Lin Chaoci, as well as micro-expression analysis and some psychology. Seeing the Taoist priest's doubt, he interrupted and said, "However, if you are smart enough, you should understand one thing... Many things don't require evidence. A suspicion is enough. All that's left is to dig a hole and see if he will jump in on his own initiative to verify your suspicion."

The young Taoist priest's face was extremely pale.

It couldn’t be whiter.

His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

Although the old Taoist priest showed no intention of waking up.

Lin Chaoci and others had no intention of exposing it.

Following Wen Bolin's words, Lin Chaoci changed the subject: "Don't worry, you haven't jumped into this pit yet... Come to think of it, aren't you worried about being beaten to death by your master? Looking at the scars on your body, they should all be caused by your master, right? Is this the reason why you deny him?"

"no!"

The young Taoist priest retorted loudly subconsciously.

Then, he seemed to realize something.

There was a flash of apology in his eyes.

He lowered his voice on his own initiative.

First explain, then apologize: "Mr. Lin, you may have misunderstood something. These injuries on my body... I should say that these injuries you see are not caused by Master. Master beat me on my buttocks and back. These injuries were caused when I was a child. I am an orphan picked up by Master. According to Master, these injuries already appeared on my body when he picked me up. Now, even if they have healed, these scars are left."

"It was cut by the wind blade."

"The skill of the person who did it is not very high."

"It was probably done by a monster."

"Boss, Bolin, look...his face and the main part of his body are covered with wounds like this, but his neck and wrists, especially the arteries, don't have any wounds...either he was bled out, or someone deliberately tortured him."

"No one should be idle."

"Using this method on a normal child."

"It's not so much that I picked it up."

"I think it might have been robbed."

"I stole it from some monster."

Ji Wuji is an expert in playing with the wind. Looking around the circle, if the Ji family dares to call themselves the second best in wind magic, I am afraid no one dares to call themselves the best. If Ji Wuji dares to call himself the second, looking at the fox demon world, including the third young master, no one dares to say that in the same realm, using wind magic, they can defeat Ji Wuji and take the first place.

Except for Lin Chaoci, who is hanging on the wall.

However, wall hanging is another matter.

Lin Chaoci's talent is actually not that high.

He relies entirely on the brush.

If the brush is removed, Lin Chaoci's normal talent is just average. Not to mention compared with Ji Wuji, even compared with Shi Tang, he is slightly inferior. At most, he can create a slight gap with ordinary people by relying on his state of mind, but he is not at the level of being able to attain enlightenment in Longchang.

Therefore, Ji Wuji's words are credible.

"So it's just a pure ideological dispute?"

"You don't hate your master?"

"You just don't agree with your master's approach?"

"Then have you ever thought about how you can repay your master for teaching you... and that's not even taking into account adoption and other favors."

Lin Chaoci raised his hand and walked through the iron cage.

Tear off the talisman on Tushan Rongrong's body.

These talismans are all powerful.

You have to use magic power to tear it off.

Otherwise, even if a normal person tried to tear it off, at most they could only tear off the flesh that was stuck with the talisman. It would be impossible to simply tear off the talisman, let alone any demonic power.

Tushan Rongrong also cooperated by rolling up her sleeves.

There was a different light in his eyes.

Secretly looking at Lin Chaoci who was tearing the talisman.

Listening to the communication between Lin Chaoci and the young Taoist priest.

(End of this chapter)