"After I die, spare the Ling family.

.^_

After hearing this, Xia Yi was a little unhappy. After all, what kind of people is the Ling family? Isn't Xia Yi still clear?

"Because of the sacrifice of Patriarch Ling Xingyun, I am what I am now. I believe that the Ling family will give birth to someone like me, Patriarch Xingyun."

When Ling Yan said this, his tone was very firm. He still had hope for the Ling family.

"The so-called saving ten people, even if nine people are evil, and one person is good?"

This is not the first time Xia Yi has heard of this theory.

QZ

"I believe that one person saved more people than the nine wicked people. Besides, if the person saved was evil, it would be too late to kill, but if one ignores good death and regrets too late, I think this is the inheritance.

"The inheritance of our will.

When Ling Yan said this, Xia Yi was taken aback for a while. For some reason, he suddenly felt very sad. An inexplicable sadness hit Xia Yi's heart. He recognized Ling Yan, so why didn't Ling Yan treat him now? recognition.

It was his goodness that was passed on to him, and he also hoped to pass it on.

"I know, I will plead for the Ling family, but I will not care about those who know their mistakes and do not correct them."

"It should be, I thought they were dead a long time ago, and I am not alone if I have them accompanying me on the road to Huangquan.

Ling Yan nodded. He was very open about this point. He could only say that it was the will of a sage who would always stand firm in the face of big right and wrong.

"Well, do you have any other last words, then?"

"Have!

Ling Yan nodded immediately, his eyes shining brightly.

"Go out and tell Dongxuan that I didn't dirty your hands!"

"that's it?"

"That's enough! Ling seriously nodded his head again, trying to clear his guilt with his last remaining heat. Although he is evil now, he is also a person who has been pure.

"I remember." After Xia Yi finished speaking, Ling Yan opened his arms with a smile. Xia Yi raised his saber to aim at Ling Yan. Fortunately, Ling Yan was an unresisting Asura. Only obsession, so Xia Yi will lose his will.But now this scene made Xia Yi realize one thing, in the future when he has nowhere to go, he should also be able to retain his will. It's really evil, but loneliness will become his important strength in the future.One time, the will is weak.I don't know the so-called secondary Huaming.Transforming into the underworld three times, Shura is in chaos.This is Xia Yi's own prediction, but now it's different, his will has been extraordinary, he clenched the blade in his hand, turned his back on the common people who guarded the household, even if he greeted the sunset three times, he could climb up and fight again, This is the almost immortal will of the sage.

..." Xia Yi pierced his chest with a knife, and after drawing the knife, the light of the knife was dyed. It was bloody red.

Burial Soul. After taking out the knife, he stabbed himself in the chest again. Xia Yi seemed to be unable to feel his body, who he was, or where his last name was, because he had already been meditated for the second time, and he no longer knew what he meant.

book. A But, he knows ninety-five! Then, Xia Yi resolutely pierced the knife deeply into the body, but there was no blood flying, only endless dark energy billowing into the sky, and strange black and red flames lingering on Xia Yi's knife On the surface, Xia Yi has been completely transformed into a ghost, his flesh and blood are rotting, and his back has wings of ghost energy, and the speed at which the ghost is eroding the palace has increased significantly.

"Brother Xia, the human race is the root of the common people. A monk should protect him with death. I did it." Ling Yan calmly faced Xia Yi's long sword, and even he who had turned into an Asura saw it in Xia Yi's sword. Death, this--sword can also cut-cut evil.

"Dongxuan will definitely remember Xia Yi's hoarse voice, but he who turned into Asura did prove that he has the will, and the blow he got in exchange for three times, even a holy king can be beheaded, but the premise is There is a holy king who will stand in place and be killed by Xia Yi.

"East...to...".

"Duantian Immortal Slash! As soon as Ling Yan finished speaking, Xia Yi swung the knife, and the light of the knife swallowed everything around it like a black hole, even the dark, where the light of the knife touched, the dark retreated, and the blood-red world Broken, reappearing in the world, the outside world is a beautiful sunset, so Xia Yi can't even tell whether it is the ghost or the world.

With a smile on his face, Ling Yan's remnant body fell face-to-face on Xia Yi's shoulder, and then slowly turned into black ash and dissipated.

!

5

farewell.

Looking at Ling Yan's body that kept disappearing, Xia Yi felt that the dark energy in his body was actually devouring Ling Yan's power, and endless evil power poured into Xia Yi's body crazily, as if he wanted to corrupt Xia Yi as well.

However, Xia Yi at this moment, for some reason, could feel a trace of strictness.

The so-called race.....

He was harmed by evil. If he needs hundreds of millions of souls to be buried with him to survive, then he chooses to die by himself, so that millions of souls can still have tomorrow. This is a very good deal no matter how you look at it.

There was no persecution, nothing helpless, he just simply accepted this fact and sacrificed willingly, this alone was beyond Xia Yi's reach.

Looking back now, the generosity when he raised the mountain was just that he really wanted to protect him in his heart, so that he temporarily forgot about life and death. Xia Yi is still greedy for life and afraid of death in essence, but often at critical moments, his will makes him forget Death is terrible.

On weekdays, he is as timid as a mouse, and will risk his life at critical moments, so it is said that human emotions are complex and contradictory things.

"I was born to be human..." ..

Recalling Ling Yan's words, the only thing that made him fearless of death was that I was born as a human being. From this, Xia Yi felt the same weight as the common people are the foundation of the human race, and monks should use death to protect them.

Xia Yi looked up at the sky, the sunset is about to set, and dusk is also known as the moment of meeting the devil, because at this time the righteousness of the world is the least, whether it is evil spirits or unjust souls and other evil things start to wake up at this time. The one with the gate of hell...

is himself.

Once the night falls, Ming's activity will be doubled, and without knowing what happened, Xia Yi felt the wish power in the dark when he moved the mountain before, and the wish power turned into karma to maintain Xia Yi The karmic fire of perseverance.

"industry....

Xia Yi realized that the karma in his body had been increasing slowly, sometimes it would suddenly increase a lot, and sometimes it would suddenly decrease a lot. For example, this time, the death of a large number of Qing Yunzong disciples eliminated a lot of his karma.

But now it has improved. Xia Yi seems to understand a little bit about the power of karma. The power of karma has nothing to do with him, but it is closely related to him. Karma is not his power, but a kind of influence. What he does The more people the action affects, the more obvious the karma will be.

Karma can be good karma, bad karma, or even sinful karma. Karma fire itself does not distinguish between good and evil, it is just a measure of influence, and karma is expressed in the form of fire come out.

"Ming, with my karma, I order you to retreat!"

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