The story of "Shi Jun Jie" is widely circulated in several countries in the southern part of Central Continent. Feng Qingxiu strolled around the city for a few times and heard many storytellers say this story. Although everyone's version is slightly different, it is roughly the same. A sect received a white-eyed wolf, and after the white-eyed wolf grew stronger, it bit the head master, but was killed by the master.
In this story, the Kun-Lai sect and the originally huge "Yin Kingdom" became the background and cannon fodder in the story. The former turned into a sea of fire, and the latter was torn apart after the death of the monarch, but the people here are very grateful The improvements made by the Yin State, especially the improvement of ploughs and rice seeds, made this rich and powerful country that did not levy animal taxes into a beautiful legend. Even many commoners who listened to the book would still sigh with emotion, saying that in those days The lord of the country should not be soft-hearted. If the grass is cut and the roots are not left, they will surely survive for generations, and they will be able to live better in such a country.
Of course, there are also people who oppose that, thinking that the country's lord Li was clearly self-destructing the Great Wall. If he hadn't been too suspicious, how could he have attacked the sect. Without the protection of the sect, which country could not be defeated by a country with the support of the sect
The two sides would argue, and then wait for the storyteller to tell the next story.
Feng Qingxiu sat in the teahouse and listened to a lot of stories. There are many sects in Zhongzhou, and she is not unfamiliar with the matter of cultivating immortals. Even so, cultivating truth is usually not related to the common people. After a period of time, we can talk about the later things about building foundations and transforming spirits. The most basic thing to practice essence is to come from food. In shortfalls, the light ones will be seriously ill, and the severe ones will die directly.
And what these storytellers like to say most is that a mortal accidentally entered the tomb of an ancient monk, accidentally rescued a wounded monk, accidentally encountered a genius treasure, accidentally discovered that he was extremely talented, and accidentally She rescued a female cultivator who fell in love with her, and then embarked on a journey of immortality. She experienced various adventures along the way, became a powerful person, and established a sect...
And "Shi Jun Jie" belongs to the example in which "inadvertently found to be extremely talented" and was admitted to the door by immortals.
In contrast, the storytelling stories that the people of Xizhou like are more routine, often after being admitted to Kun-Lai, how to be reused, how to become a disciple, and how to make a lot of money on Feilai Peak, but Xizhou has come here over the years. Many foreign monks brought many novel stories similar to these, and they were also very popular.
After Feng Qingxiu heard the story about Shizun yesterday, he didn't know why, so he was not very active. After communicating with Shizun, Shizun who did not have the support of Lingshi turned into a piece of paper to rest close to him, and he took a candle. Fire, read that story over and over again.
Instinctively, he felt that Master had a lot to do with that Li Xianjing. Just by seeing that name, he could feel that there was a terrifying power in his body that wanted to break through the shackles, destroy the world, and destroy all the past, related, hurt. Those who have passed him will be swallowed together and turned into chaos, so that the hatred and disgust, killing intent and madness in the depths of his soul can be quelled.
When he covered his forehead and tried to suppress that power, he saw some fragmented pictures inexplicably.
In the huge cave, a ray of sky light penetrated, and the master sat quietly in the light. The black flames entangled him, burning a terrifying and familiar magic thought around him. Every time the evil thought struggled, there was a The golden light chain binds it firmly, and it cannot break free.
After a long time, I just heard the master say lightly: "There is no need to struggle, the seven emotions are the fire, I will use all the resentment to turn it into the fire of karma, purify your demon thoughts, after twelve years, you will not be evil, and I will naturally let you go. go."
The evil thoughts just didn't listen and struggled even more.
Master quietly lowered his eyes, and after a long time, he sighed softly: "And I will not hate it anymore."
After the picture passed by, he naturally understood that that demonic thought should be him in the previous life, that was a big demon.
In order to subdue him, Shizun will never hate anyone again, but the integrity of the seven emotions and six desires of human beings is the only way to be a human being.
very sad.
This kind of emotion has spread to this day, making him a lot of negative attitude, and even want to go directly back to the sea boat, all the way back to Kun-Lai, to the master's body, tell him that you have me, and don't think about the past. .
He looked at the incomparably weak fingertips, but faintly let the space have a slightly unstable sword energy, and restrained it.
After suppressing that power yesterday, he manipulated the Heavenly Demon Sword Qi to be more casual and sharp, and he had a feeling that as long as he was willing to break through the shackles, he could easily tear off the fragile barrier in the void, and recruit countless great Heavenly Demons, each of them. It can easily sneak into the sea of knowledge of the strong, the bad people practice, and the devil is lost.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingxiu took a deep breath, raised her hand and pinched it from the sea of consciousness between her eyebrows, pinching a little devil who was talking in her heart to death.
"Is it bad to live, why am I going to die?" With a contemptuous smile, Feng Qingxiu left the tea money and turned to leave.
What if he used to be the Great Demon Lord
He is also Feng Qingxiu, the first apprentice of Kun-Lai, and his master has set a lifelong winner in life. How can he be full and support himself, and then become the leader of a group of lunatics
Back in the guest room, he squeezed the paper figurine on his chest, took it out and kissed it.
Feeling that his apprentice's attitude was wrong, Ji Yunlai took the initiative to show up and comforted him, saying that he was definitely not in an old relationship, but wanted to make sure of one thing - when he killed Taiqing's soul before, he Seeing that there is a very important thing left by oneself in a little memory of the other party that should not be thrown away, if it is not found or destroyed, I always feel that something is wrong.
Feng Qingxiu, who got the reason, turned anger into joy, and didn't ask what the master was - the master didn't say it directly, that is, he didn't want to say it, he just needed to be sure that the master didn't have any intention to retrieve his memory.
As compensation, Ji Yunlai communicated with his apprentice very intimately, and received unexpected joy. The shy apprentice took the initiative to attack, which was more satisfying than the previous cautiousness.
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The next day, Feng Qingxiu continued to set off with a good attitude. In order not to be involved in the war, he specially picked a mountain and forest path, bypassed the city, and headed east all the way. When he was at the outer gate of Kun-Lai, he learned that the technique of vertical movement is also an immortal technique. There was no trouble on the way.
When passing by some ordinary villages to ask for directions, he would also ask a few more questions and give a little money for asking the way.
Later, Feng Qingxiu discovered that although the human race in Central Continent has been proliferating for many years, the population has lost a lot. Some villages have only had a few more people for decades. Diseases, natural disasters, animal invasions, and a village woman may give birth to more than a dozen people. Of the children, only two or three survived, and the women were severely depleted, and often died in their early thirties.
Therefore, thousands of years have passed in Central Continent, and only some people near the city, living along the river, and relying on the protection of large families, can pay the beast tax, otherwise the ordinary wild village cannot resist the attack of the beast at all.
As long as Feng Qingxiu doesn't commit any crimes, he should be able to go to Yunshan City in the east and find clues about the Yunshan faction back then. I found that I was too naive.
On that day, when he passed by the capital of Ba Kingdom in the midst of war, he met two Jindan cultivators walking together. Feng Qingxiu hid aside and did not want to attract attention.
However, I heard the chat between the two monks, and one of them said: "I heard that there are good goods in the market this time. In addition to the goods shipped by sea, there is also a monk and slave girl from Western Continent who will sell it. If you buy it. , that's a lot of fun."
Another monk in Tsing Yi nodded in support of his friend's point of view, and said: "This slave girl is definitely not cheap, I think only the middle school can buy it, Xizhou is also a big school, even if the monks from there are low in cultivation, they are also very knowledgeable. Bufan, it is not easy to be fooled to identify spiritual medicines, so it is not a loss to buy them. Unfortunately, we are all from the door, and even if we can buy them, we can’t keep them.”
The white-robed swordsman shook his head and said, "You said that the West Continent is obviously barren and only the desert Gobi, why is there so many good goods from the Western Continent Kun-Lai? If there is a chance, go to the Western Continent to see how the Kun-Lai has traversed the outer domain for hundreds of years. "
"Don't think about it, the journey is so long," said the cultivator in Tsing Yi, "Why are you unwilling to say that the three majors are so arrogant? If you can join forces with the various factions to crusade, it will definitely pay off handsomely. If you can go to the battlefield to pick up some points The things are enough for our small faction to live for a long time."
"Thinking too much," said Bai Yijian, "If it really goes up, we small sects will only have the share of being picked up by others."
"You are also right." Tsing Yi monk smiled bitterly, "Go quickly, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy anything if it's too late."
The two of them had walked thousands of meters away, and could not hear a sound.
Feng Qingxiu thought about it for a while, and followed the direction of the two monks, heading towards the very lively Ba capital.
It may be a little dangerous, but in any case, he can't sit back and watch Kun-Lai disciples be sold like this, even if she is only an outsider. Furthermore, with his current cultivation level, there should be few opponents.
I just have to dress up and change my identity to save people.
He quickly changed into a loose cultivator's attire, watched the defensive arrays here along the outer city, and began to step on the spot.
But after he took a few steps, he realized that this was not necessary.
The formation here is inferior, let alone the one who has been educated by the master for many years now, even the one who has just graduated from the outer gate, he can solve the manipulation by counting the breath, and even modify the anti-kill, there is no difficulty at all. .
A calm and slightly excited feeling spread in his heart. It was the unique wish of a boy of his age who wanted to make a big event and big news.