Although they decided to set off for Qianlin Club, everyone could not leave immediately.

Jiang Li wanted to find a way to put Chi Bijiang's body in order first so that she would not have nowhere to put her soul after rescuing her soul in the future. Hongluo Town was in chaos and there were not many people who could be entrusted to it. He thought of the place where he had lived before.

The shopkeeper of the medicine hall took Chi Bijiang to find him, and bought some cinnabar, Huangjing and other materials in preparation for drawing talismans and seals and setting up formations to defend against the enemy.

He was walking in a hurry, his face no longer had the usual smile, he was holding the unknown Chi Bijiang in his arms, his back seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, and his steps were heavy.

After many years of searching, Yao Wangnian finally got the truth about his enemy. Seeing the decisive battle approaching, he could not feel relaxed anymore. As he watched Jiang Li go away, he became more and more heavy and irritable. The nameless fire burned stronger and stronger, wishing to destroy everything in front of him.

All.

Everything and everyone in this world are all selfish. He only wanted to help the villagers because he saw them dying innocently. He obviously had good intentions, but he ended up like this. It shows that God is ruthless and good intentions are never rewarded.

On the one hand, he resented Luomei for breaking off the master-disciple relationship and putting him in such a bad situation. On the other hand, he felt that Luomei was so powerful that only by being as ruthless and ruthless as the other party and pursuing his footsteps could he become the leader in the end.

The strong one.

The fierce conflicts intensified the inner torment. Yao Wangnian felt hot and murderous all over his body. The ghostly aura emerged from his whole body and was pushed away. It spread rapidly outward like waves. Wherever it went, the soil was scorched black, the white snow turned into smoke, and the vegetation disappeared.

The flying bird falls to the ground.

When Jiufang Changming saw this, he raised his sleeves and formed seals, and golden runes appeared in the air to stop the spread.

The resentment in Yao Wangnian's heart could not be relieved, and his expression became more and more crazy. Seeing that his eyes were completely red, he was about to go crazy, and a Buddha seal penetrated into his heart from behind.

"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such!"

The morning bells and evening drums were like waking up from a dream. Yao Wangnian's consciousness and body trembled slightly, all the madness disappeared, and his expression gradually calmed down.

"...I didn't expect you to know the Buddhist Heart Technique."

After a while, he spoke hoarsely, and the bit of his jaw exposed under his hood seemed to have turned grayer.

"I have gone to various sects in the world to practice the Heart Law and Heart Techniques, and I have studied hundreds of schools, including Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism. There is no difference to me. The cultivation methods are just minutiae. What I pursue in the end is the same goal through different paths." Jiufang Changming looked at it.

He said, "You have a lot of inner demons. If things continue like this, I'm afraid you won't even be able to do ghost cultivation."

When you can no longer act as a ghost, it is also when you become ashes.

"Inner demon, huh..." Yao Wangnian sneered, "After I became a ghost cultivator, there was no difference between day and night. There was only the difference between unbearable suffering and pain, and the difference between barely able to endure it. You people who have always been smooth sailing have naturally not experienced it.

Live this feeling!”

"How do you know?" Yun Weisi's expression was indifferent. "You can't get it when you ask for it, but you can't get it when you hope for it. You don't know whether the other person is alive or dead, but for a promise, you voluntarily trapped in an abyss where you can't see the sun and the moon and only see monsters. I miss you so much that I become ill.

Don’t be willing to become a devil.”

The deepest despair is not that there is no hope, but that one has a glimmer of hope, but spends forever waiting in the long darkness, not knowing when the light will be seen. As time goes by, the body cannot be numb due to pain, but the mind can only split the resentful self.

go.

At the seaside of Jiuchongyuan, Yunhai, who had entered the body with demonic energy, saw Jiufang Changming sitting by the firewood pile warming himself. He only had the desire to kill, but he didn't know that after so many years, he finally waited for his own light.

Whether he heard it or thought of something else, Yao Wangnian was silent for a while and did not refute.

"Since your death, the whole meaning of your existence has been just to die because of your own injustice. If you can really defeat Luomei at this meeting, can you be liberated?" Jiufang Changming asked.

He put his hand on Yun Weisi's shoulder, which was as light as nothing but heavier than a thousand pounds.

With just this action, Yun Weisi gradually calmed down.

Maybe it would take a long time for the scar in his heart to be completely healed, but regardless of life or death, Jiufang Changming was by his side, and he already had the antidote for his illness.

relief?

On the other side, Yao Wangnian shook his head.

There was so much resentment and incomprehension in his heart that even if he smashed the falling plum blossoms to ashes, he would never be able to get relief.

Although ascending to immortality is a lifelong pursuit for many people, is it worth it to gain a result that may not be achievable at the cost of the disciple's life, the sect, and even the world?

Yao Wangnian didn't realize that he asked the question unknowingly, but he heard Jiufang Changming's voice.

"Everyone in the world pursues different paths. They are not all-embracing and accepting all rivers, so that thousands of people can return to their ancestors and realize the secret of heaven. Some people follow the heretical path, take the wrong path, merge with demons, become demons in their bodies, destroy the world and achieve their own achievements.

You can still break through the void and ascend to the realm."

Without Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi, Luomei Zhenren might not have been able to succeed in the end. He combined with demons, turned the human world into a world of demons, and forcibly changed the laws of heaven and earth. Could he also have become the author of the Way of Heaven?

He stepped on so many corpses to reach the top. His disciple Yao Wangnian found out that he was colluding with the demon, so he killed people and silenced them, and also brought shame to the other party; Jiang Li's identity was suitable, and he would be taken away by the innocent; Chi Bijiang was against Jiang Li

If they fall deeply in love, they will be exploited by him; Jiufang Changming and Ren Haishan will be used by him as the holders of the Liuhe Candle Heaven Formation because of their deep cultivation, and become part of the scam; Luomei sees that Yun Weisi cares about his master,

We must ask you to enter the urn and let Yun Weisi voluntarily be trapped in the Nine Layers Abyss, unable to leave for the rest of his life.

Everyone in the world was manipulated by Luo Mei. They died and were injured. Some people were ruined for half their lives, and some died unexpectedly. But Luo Mei was the only one who never received any punishment from the beginning to the end.

"When I was young, I joined the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect. The elder pointed to the stone sword on the mountain wall and said to us, the way of the sword is like the heart of the sword, and the mountains and rivers are like mirrors. Only when it is clear and pure, and spotless, can we achieve the great road. I regard it as a guide and establish virtue.

Set your mind and take it as your duty to slay demons and restore righteousness."

That's why when someone harms innocent villagers, Yao Wangnian will choose to stay and find out the truth instead of just walking away regardless of the matter.

If he hadn't insisted on seeking justice for these people that day, how could he be regarded as a thorn in his master's side?

But he has been dead for so long, and in the eyes of the Wanjian Immortal Sect and everyone in the world, he is just an abandoned disciple who betrayed his master. The injustice has never been redressed, and justice has never existed.

"If there is a true cycle of heaven in this world, and good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil, why are the grievances of the dead never redressed, but people who regard the common people as ants can do whatever they want? Doesn't it...have to be like Luomei?

Only by doing so can we realize the way of heaven?"

Yao Wangnian laughed, bending over and trembling slightly.

The rays of light in the distance gradually dimmed, and the day was coming to an end, but Yao Wangnian's body seemed to be fading with the rays of light, gradually becoming lighter, and even the ghostly aura around him became much lighter.

"There are three thousand Tao. People, immortals, ghosts, gods, demons, and demons all have their own homes. This has been the case for thousands of years."

"The so-called good and evil, whether to kill indiscriminately or not, and whether to be kind or not, are just rules set by humans. The law of heaven has never been stipulated in this way."

"I have searched all over the sect, pursuing the mysteries of heaven, but I have also been troubled by your questions. I have searched the Buddhist path, but I can't find the answer."

"But later, I finally understood that the so-called way of heaven is actually to follow one's heart. Luomei's nature is like this. It is his way to do whatever it takes, and I am not Luomei. I also have my own way. When I am firm in my heart and can defeat him,

I can convince others of my way. There is no good or evil in the way of heaven, it is just people who designate good and evil for it. Do you understand this?"

Yao Wangnian was speechless, but his body no longer trembled.

"Since you have become a ghost cultivator, you also have your own way. If you don't want this world to be dominated by Luomei's way, you should make yourself a part of the way so that you can change the laws and influence others." Jiufang Changming said slowly

, "What can save you is not the way of heaven, nor the good and evil determined by others. It is always only you."

Yao Wangnian murmured: "Am I the Tao?"

Jiufang Changming nodded: "Yes, the existence of everything has its meaning. Ancient books say that ghost cultivators are different from ordinary people. They cannot see light, cannot approach fire, and have deep resentments that cannot be freed. Only the spirit body can wander around the world in chaos. But

The two ghost cultivators I have seen, one is you and the other is named Linghuyou. Both of you are not afraid of the sun and both have bodies. This shows that you have gone far beyond the knowledge of ancient books and have even begun to form your own sect. If

If you can keep going like this, you may not be able to achieve success."

"I have no idea……"

What Jiufang Changming said exceeded Yao Wangnian's cognition, shattering his inherent concepts and opening up a new way for him to walk on this road he had never seen before. Yao Wangnian was confused and couldn't think of the answer for a while, so he simply ghosted

The air was blown by the strong wind, and the figure disappeared in front of the two people.

"Master, please go back and rest first."

Yun Weisi said, he saw the tiredness on Jiufang Changming's eyebrows, and subconsciously reached out to smooth it out.

"Why don't you call me Junior Brother?"

The other party half-smiled, and the success caused his half-stretched hand to stop in mid-air.

"Master, did you just think of settling the score with me now?" Yun Weisi said slowly.

"What if I say yes?"

"Then I can only let you deal with me." Yun Weisi spread out his hands, "My whole body, from life to soul, has long been owned by Master. If Master is willing, just do it."

Now he has some shadow of the former Yunhai, and he can say some joking words, but only in front of Jiufang Changming.

Even with others around, Yun Weisi remained taciturn.

The two entered the house, which was already in a mess and was impossible to live in. The princess was killed by a dream demon, and her originally bright face was now only a wrinkled skin, which looked very scary.

Death is like a lamp extinguished, whether it is a mountain or a loess, there is actually no difference. Jiufang Changming gently waved his hand, and the skin turned into dots of bright light and dissipated, and went away with the breeze, leaving no trace.

The room was messy and uninhabitable, but Hongluo Town was lacking everything except vacant rooms. The two found the shopkeeper and asked for a clean and spacious upper room. They planned to rest here for the night and wait for Jiangli to settle down tomorrow.

It's so late that Bijiang returns, and we go to Zhengrong Villa again.

After staying in the hotel, Jiufang Changming went to wash up first. Yun Weisi stood by the window and looked around the room. Although it was just an ordinary furnishing in an inn, he suddenly felt a sense of tranquility as if he had lived in another world.

This tranquility was earned by them at the cost of life and death. It is hard-won and extremely valuable.

In the past, when he was young, he was dressed in bright clothes and angry, drunk and dreaming. He only loved pleasure and ups and downs. He wished that he could live a thrilling life every day. Now he realizes that even such a moment of peace and joy requires a lot of death and blood.

In exchange for.

Fortunately, the person I care about most is still around.

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