Taishangwei's body turned into grains of sand, floating in the dark time and space, and his soul was annihilated here together.
Su Yun looked at it quietly, feeling suddenly and unexpectedly calm.
He raised the jade stick in his hand, only to find that the stick had become dull and turned into the most ordinary stick.
This is also a sacred object that has been channeled for a long time. However, even after its owner left, it did not want to live alone and evaporated its internal power on its own.
However, things don’t need to be practical or practical, they should just be commemorative.
"You have killed so many people. You should have been so ruthless and corrupt, but why didn't you kill this Supreme Guard immediately?"
At this time, Ling Qingyu's questioning voice sounded from the sword box. She had been silently paying attention to Su Yun in the sword box. Since the evil sword reappeared, Su Yun's mind has been affected by the evil spirit of the evil sword. He didn't consider how many people would die tragically if his sword struck, nor how serious the consequences would be if his sword struck. Ling Qingyu even thought that Su Yun would most likely lose his mind and himself under this sword blow. After all, those are tens of millions of lives.
However, after devouring the three souls and seven souls of Taiyi Sect Master, Su Yun's agitated state of mind strangely calmed down. Perhaps, Taiyi Sect Master's powerful soul temporarily suppressed part of his anger.
"... I really wanted to kill the Supreme Guard just now." Su Yun's hoarse voice came out: "It's just... I can't kill anymore."
The blood-red tide in his eyes has not faded away, and he looks very scary. The breath all over his body is very unstable, like a kettle lid that boils water, ups and downs.
In an instant, tens of millions of people died in front of him, and they died in his own hands. The psychological impact caused by this situation was so shocking that it was unimaginable. Su Yun was not a god, even if he became a demon of the True Demon Sect, Sir, even if you have been practicing hard for decades in a quiet world, you still can't get rid of it.
Ling Qingyu quietly looked at Su Yun's face through the sword case and found that his face was always tense. Although there was no expression of pain, the depression could tell that he was in pain.
"You must find a way to resolve this hostility, otherwise if you continue, your situation will be very bad!"
"I know."
Su Yun took a few deep breaths, feeling confused.
I need some retreat right now, but where is the best place to do it? He doesn’t know! Moreover, resolving this hostility cannot be achieved by oneself, but requires the help of others.
A true master of the Demon Sect
This was obviously not possible. Although the demon's violent energy was incomparable to his own huge amount of violent energy, it could not help him either.
Suddenly, Su Yun thought of someone.
He immediately boosted his energy and rushed out of Taiyi Gate.
"Su Yun, where are you going?" Ling Qingyu asked worriedly.
"Jiwu Shengyuan!"
Su Yun called.
Ling Qingyu was quite puzzled when he heard this.
However, Su Yun didn't explain much and urged his energy to attack with all his strength. But... as soon as he left the Taiyi Realm, the hostility in his body began to agitate, and the manpower to suppress it seemed to be stretched thin, and the tense look on Su Yun's face became more and more obvious.
When he entered the Jiwu Shengyuan, the skin all over Su Yun's body had turned extremely red, with exposed bloodshot veins and protruding veins. His eyes were so red that it was almost hard to see clearly.
His body was swaying, his flying speed was very slow, and his strong murderous aura and violent aura made the spiritual practitioners on the road dare not approach him.
"I need... I need to swallow the soul of the spiritual cultivator in order to suppress it. I need the soul..." Su Yun murmured hoarsely.
"No! Su Yun, the more you devour, the more you will be lost. You must hold on!!" Ling Qingyu flew out of the sword box, supporting Su Yun and shouting urgently.
However, at this moment, Su Yun suddenly turned around, grabbed Ling Qingyu's arm, and stared at her with fierce eyes.
Ling Qingyu was stunned, and suddenly thought of something.
Could it be that... Su Yun's soul has been eroded by the hostility, and now he wants to devour me
Ling Qingyu's face turned pale, and she quickly wanted to push Su Yun away, but before she could make a move, Su Yun took the lead and pushed her away...
"Qingyu!! Go back to the sword box quickly!!"
Su Yun covered his head and said with trembling body.
Ling Qingyu looked at him stupidly, and immediately understood that the action just now was made by Su Yun's remaining will. He was desperately suppressing the hostility in himself.
However, Ling Qingyu did not go back immediately. She stood there, hesitant. Should she abandon Su Yun and leave? But if you don't give up, what can you do
Sonorous.
Finally, Su Yun couldn't hold it back any longer!
His hand directly grasped the death sword behind his back, and with a strong force, the sword came out of the scabbard.
"Su Yun, calm down!" Ling Qingyu clenched her fists tightly and shouted loudly.
But these words had no effect on Su Yun at this time. He raised his head, stared at Ling Qingyu, and moved his trembling body towards her little by little.
It is already difficult to suppress.
It's almost reaching its limit.
He felt like if he didn't do something, he would explode!
call!
At this moment, a gust of breeze suddenly floated from a distance, gently hitting Su Yun's face, followed by a few green leaves and a wisp of intoxicating floral fragrance, accompanying the breeze.
The wind came very timely, like a pair of cold hands, calming Su Yun's hot mood a little.
His body stopped shaking, although his breathing was still rapid, and the blood-red tide in his eyes had not faded away, it was much better than before.
Someone cast a spell
Ling Qingyu felt this change, and a thought immediately flashed in her mind. She turned around and saw a group of spiritual practitioners flying quickly not far away, and the leader was an old man, who was the 'Bodhi Master'! !
"Master!"
Su Yun looked at Master Bodhi and called weakly.
"Don't talk too much and adjust your breath quickly!" Master Bodhi shouted urgently from afar.
However, before Su Yun could say anything more, the man's whole body lost strength, his foot fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground.
Master Bodhi ducked close, raised his palms, and hit Su Yun on the back, instilling a steady stream of spiritual energy into him.
This breath was like cool spring water, flowing into his body, and the violent energy that ravaged Su Yun's body was slightly suppressed.
Su Yun slowly opened his eyes, looked at Master Bodhi behind him, and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Master, my disciple always causes you trouble..."
"Don't talk too much, sit cross-legged and adjust your breath quickly, concentrate and meditate, don't think about anything!! Do you understand? Empty your mind!!"
Master Bodhi whispered: "As soon as you entered the Holy Land of Jiwu, I felt this terrifying aura of hostility... I have never seen such a strong aura of hostility! You should be protected by a divine object, right? If it weren't for this Divine thing, I’m afraid your three souls and seven souls have long been swallowed up by this evil spirit, and you have turned into a walking zombie!!”
Master Bodhi's expression had never been so serious. Su Yun understood what Master Bodhi meant and knew that what he was talking about might be the Holy Royal War Robe. Immediately, people empty their minds, cross their legs and adjust their breath.
He tried his best to force himself not to think about those Taiyimen things. However, when he closed his eyes, horrifying and terrifying pictures would always pass through his mind.
Hundreds of people turned to sand before their eyes.
Countless souls howled in the dark sky, and then slowly disappeared.
The peerless strong man stared at him with stunned and vicious eyes.
All of this was like a nightmare, constantly gnawing at his thoughts.
Su Yun's body trembled slightly, not out of fear, but out of anger and annoyance. These thoughts almost destroyed his spirit!
Seeing this, Master Bodhi shouted urgently: "Remember me! The wind is about to blow the willows, the willow leaves are moving slightly, the myriad phenomena of heaven, the infinite laws, the principles of nature, the ethics of heaven, let nature take its course, and the square and circle will be full..."
After a few formulas came out, Su Yun hurriedly tried his best to read them.
"The wind is blowing the willows, the willow leaves are moving slightly, the myriad phenomena of heaven, the infinite laws, the principles of nature, the ethics of heaven, let nature take its course, the square and the circle are full..."
As he recited the mantra, Su Yun unexpectedly found that the growing anger in his body stopped.
His state of mind also stabilized, he no longer had any violent thoughts, and he felt surprisingly calm. Su Yun was extremely fascinated by this long-lost feeling.
Master Bodhi and Su Yun just sat cross-legged on the ground, muttering something to each other, while the disciples who had followed the master gathered around Su Yun, looking at them strangely. In person, more men were He glanced sideways frequently and quietly stared at Ling Qingyu beside him.
As time passed, Su Yun's blood-red skin began to return to its original color, the veins and burst blood vessels slowly faded away, the anger gradually subsided, and the person recovered.
Three hours later, the two of them stopped chanting the chant almost at the same time, and then slowly opened their eyes.
"How do you feel?"
"It's much better." Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief, stood up quickly, and saluted Master Bodhi: "Thank you, Master, for saving me!"
"Don't be polite."
Master Bodhi nodded slightly, and then looked at Su Yun up and down, his expression still a little solemn.
"But Su Yun, although your current situation has stabilized, this is only a temporary solution and does not achieve a fundamental effect. The anger in your body will still break out anytime and anywhere, affecting your mind and even hurting your body. There are three souls and seven souls, so you must find a way to eliminate these evil spirits, otherwise you will die at any time!"
"Master is right." Su Yun calmed down and said, "I also understand the power of these violent auras, but the amount of violent aura in my body is probably very huge. If Shui and the gods are definitely not afraid, but with my strength, It is impossible to counteract this hostility, and it is not easy to eliminate fear." Su Yun shook his head.
Every time one of those people dies, a trace of hostility accumulates in Su Yun's body. Now, the hostility in Su Yun's body is so strong that even he himself doesn't know it.
"Nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing to do so. Jiwu Shengyuan is a good place to heal and rest. Su Yun, you can resolve your anger in Jiwu Shengyuan during this time. Don't go to other places for the time being, and try to avoid interacting with outsiders as much as possible." There should be no contact, let alone disputes. Perhaps over time, the hostility can be resolved."
"That's very good. I will obey the master's words, but... before that, I hope to go to Beiyang." Su Yun said seriously.
"Okay, just in case something unexpected happens, I'll go with you!" Master Bodhi said with a smile.
When Su Yun heard this, he immediately stood up and once again respectfully bowed to his master as a master and disciple.