Chapter 177: Coincidence, Substitution (Part 1)

Zhang Dong is currently experiencing the greatest hurdle for the practitioners. The demons in the heart silently shake the ambition of Taoism. As his cultivation progresses, his mind becomes more and more indifferent. Even if there is a layer of separation between him and his close relatives.

This is like a caterpillar turned into a colorful butterfly. How can you be willing to get close to other insects? Even if your biological parents become ugly in their eyes, Zhang Dong is naturally mellow, but if he continues to develop accordingly, he will not be able to break the deadlock sooner or later become like a dead tree and gradually deviate from the road.

The appearance of Wu Chengguang, the four brothers and sisters, was just at the right time. The fate in the dark and the close-knit personal interests forced Zhang Dong to care for him, and to do nothing from the bottom of his heart.

This concern is not only for many days but also forcing people to do it, but invisibly, it diluted his indifference a lot. At least when facing Wu Chengguang, Zhang Dong became an ordinary person, but he himself didn't understand.

"I saw you being obsessed with the tragedy when you watched a movie. It was late at night, and there were graves on all sides. If you light a candle, you would throw out white silk? It's not that I scared you. If you continue like this, you will be attracted by you and suck your yang energy."

Zhang Dong shouted coldly and pushed the temple door open. He saw Wu Chengguang sitting with a smile beside the temporary desk, but he was not wearing a clothes he saw during the day, but a set of broad-bo robe of an ancient scholar, and a white square scarf on his head.

This set of clothes is obviously customized, and there is no need to be sold in department stores. This kid has a lot of money to pay.

"Brother Dong, why are you?"

When Wu Chengguang saw that it was Zhang Dong, he immediately showed a disappointed expression.

"Why, it's not a female ghost, I'm very disappointed, aren't you? Nonsense?"

Zhang Dong glared at him: "You can't continue like this. You think about Guiguihuo all day long. What else do you have to study? How can you be worthy of your parents' expectations?"

"Brother Dong, you are not much older than me, and you are still a second-year high school student. I am here to review and prepare for the exam, but you still missed classes..." Wu Chengguang was very dissatisfied and said, "You missed class and ran to the temple. Are you right to your parents?"

"I......"

Zhang Dong was stunned and was shocked by Wu Chengguang's words, and his heart was shocked: "Yes, why am I? I came here all the way, but I didn't see Nengzu, but I lived in the temple and didn't leave? I was too lazy to answer Wang Zhan's phone call. My mother said a few more words, and I would bother her to talk. It seemed that she had killed six people in a row on the train. Although they were all tyrants, it was also life."

If an ordinary person said this, Zhang Dong would probably sneer and not take it to his heart at all. But Wu Chengguang is different. He and Zhang Dong are four brothers and sisters born with fate. Once they encounter it, their fates will be closely linked. This sentence is said from his mouth, as if it emerged from Zhang Dong's heart, and it actually shakes the devil in his heart a little.

With Zhang Dong's cultivation of Taoism, even if it was just a little shake, it was like a darkness. When he suddenly saw the light, he immediately thought of all his mistakes. Although it was impossible for the inner demon to be easily driven away like this, it made him feel something was wrong.

"So amazing. If I hadn't met four brothers and sisters, I would have been lost with this opportunity and fortune. Sooner or later, I would become like Zhang Ning. No, I have to go back, enter into meditation, meditation, and shine inside. I must illuminate my heart, shine brightly, and completely drive away the demons of my heart."

"Shengguang, thank you"

Now it’s the clay Buddha that crosses the river, and he can’t even protect himself. Zhang Dong didn’t care about helping Wu Chengguang do ideological work. He suddenly stood up and left the Land Temple like a gust of wind. He flashed a few times and returned to Ciguang Temple.

"Ah? It's so awesome"

Wu Chengguang's eyes were dull and he shone with a thief: "Yan Chixia, I have met Yan Chixia... No, shouldn't Xiaoqian appear in front?"

This infatuated scholar was once again trapped in the beautiful dream he woven.

"Grandma, this young man is really looking for death. He thought he was really Ning Caichen? Hehe..."

Just over 300 meters away from the Tudi Temple, on a small bulging mountain, there was a delicate figure standing at this moment. There was no trace of blood on his snow-white face, and the long black hair flew silently in the wind, twisting together sometimes, like a poisonous snake surging, constantly opening its snake mouth and biting it around.

Under the moonlight, this woman with snake hair was completely unconscious.

Next to her, an old woman with silver hair, high forehead and nose like an eagle hook, with her hands on her back and her eyes staring at the Land Temple, sneering: "Okay, then you can be Nie Xiaoqian again. Xiaoru, you are a ghost body that died tragically. When you died, it happened to be the full moon night. It is considered the yin in the yin, so you can directly absorb the yang energy of a living person. This is the forty-ninth. After absorbing his yang energy, you can blend yin and yang, become an existence that is stronger than a ghost immortal, and you can help grandma."

"Grandma, do you really want to do that?" The female ghost also showed a hint of unbearable expression: "Is it worth killing so many people?"

"Hmph, when did humans become ruthless to us again?"

The old woman said angrily: "Two thousand years ago, from here to Shudu, they were all my brothers and sisters. A thousand years ago, from here to here, from here to outside, were all my descendants. But now most of them have been cut down by humans. The hatred between me and humans is irreconcilable, let alone, if this is done well, the leader will truly accept me... Xiaoru, weren't you also killed by humans of the same species back then? If I hadn't been grandma, you would have been scattered now."

"Grandma, Xiaoru dare not forget her kindness..."

"That's good, grandma can see that this young man is a body that has not yet ejaculated. Nowadays, it is difficult to find such a young man. If you let him go, you don't know how long it will take to meet the next one. Also, you can't be soft-hearted this time. You must suck **, don't stop halfway through the sucking of forty-eight ones like you did before. You save your life for them, but it will affect your own skills."

"Yes, Xiaoru understands."

Grandma smiled and said, "It's good that you can understand how powerful it is. But forget it today. The boy who came just now seems to be a martial arts master. Maybe he has already carried a pill. Such a person is not easy to mess with. We should be careful. It's better to wait until he leaves Ciguang Temple. Anyway, that kid is here to study and can't leave for a day or two."

"Grandma, I'm still a little worried. The young man who left just now had too strong yang energy. He is not the swordsman in Shushan, right? Last time I encountered that swordsman. If grandma hadn't saved me, I would have been disbanded."

"Don't be afraid. If he was a sword cultivator, he would definitely keep his sword in his body, but he did not have a leather bag or box containing the sword. He should be a martial arts master..."

Grandma thought for a while and said, "We won't provoke him, but we are not afraid of him. If he doesn't leave in a few days, you can just seduce that kid. At worst, you can fight him. There are no experts near Ciguang Temple except the young monk who presided over. Not to mention that the young monk is not here now, even if he is there, Grandma can suppress it."

"Well, grandma has three thousand years of cultivation, so of course she is amazing."

"Gaga, you little kid, grandma just likes your sweet mouth..."

Amid the compliment of the female ghost Xiaoru, grandma laughed, and the demon and ghost disappeared...

"I was indeed eager to improve some time ago and ignored my mental cultivation, which would have touched the inner demon. If I hadn't met Wu Chengguang, the four brothers and sisters, who were awakened by him, I wouldn't know it now."

Zhang Dong sat in meditation on the cloud bed, but his heart was surging: "But this time there was some trouble, which was no different from the previous few times when I encountered the mental disaster. Once I figured out the truth, I could get out. This devil actually stayed in my body and couldn't go."

When his cultivation reaches his level, as his strength gradually increases, he will inevitably contempt or even disdain for ordinary people. This kind of inner demon is naturally generated, no more than those inner demons caused by some greed or wrong behavior. As long as the mind is correct, it will disappear immediately.

If Wu Chengguang had no great fate with him, he would not have touched him by saying a word, so that he could understand that his mind and nature is wrong now. But even though he understands, to truly eliminate the inner demons coming this time, one must rely on enlightenment. Not only should one understand that his mind and nature are wrong, but one must also establish a correct mind and truly understand it so that one can pass this barrier and be sure to be safe, otherwise it would be another Zhang Ning.

Enlightenment is not achieved by others' awakening and telling you that you can see it in books, but by practicing it, verifying it in the end.

But if Zhang Dong returns to the city at this moment and sees a group of ants and summer insects, he will soon be lost in it again. At this moment, he will be awake and cannot continue to maintain it. This time, he will be more difficult than ever to kill the demon and correct his heart.

Moreover, in the Dharma-Ending Age, it is even more difficult to overcome this calamity. In ancient times, the people were simple and the Dharma was passed down. Even if the practitioners were born with cold and noble and isolated in the world, the impact on their individuals would not be as huge as they are now, and it would be easier to survive. Unlike the Dharma-Ending Age, people's hearts were not as old as they were, and moral depravity would only aggravate the inner demons.

Zhang Dong had no good idea for a moment, and the more he practiced, the stronger his cultivation level was, the more powerful the inner demon would be. In desperation, he simply put down his life and fell asleep, and he didn't expect to suffer from insomnia.

This is the first time he has suffered from insomnia since he practiced Taoism. He has been awake for a while and wants to suppress the devil, and then he has a arrogant heart: "Ants are ants, so what if they are contemptuous and despised them? I'm afraid that they are the devil, right?"
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