The thorns felt like their chest was empty, leaking wind.

"You run away, no matter how far you run, I also recognize you, I recognize your phantom disguise, in order to deal with you, I have sealed your breath, and I am so familiar that I can no longer forget it!"

Is that why he was kind enough to cover up the sleeping holes for the bears, but he killed them!

Violet Thorn had no strength to fight back, but he still wanted to take revenge on this monk who claimed to be a fellow monk, "You have to remember!"

Seinfeld's knife was already raised.

"You have to remember!" he raised his voice, with a resolute accusation, "all the people I killed died because of you!"

Seinfeld was furious, "Death is on the verge of death, and I still don't know how to repent!"

"You killed that demon bear!"

Seinfeld felt inexplicable, "What if I kill him, I also made soup for his bear cubs!"

"What if I kill someone!"

"Evil obstacles, such things that violate morality, dare to pull my neck and be stubborn after doing it!"

Pansy laughed, "Your morality is morality, isn't my morality morality, your fellow Daoist is the same Dao, my Daoist is not the same Dao!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I said, my neighbor was stripped of his skin and cramped and dug up the Dan button bone stewed soup! My friend was uprooted by you to refine the medicine! I stepped on a horse to avenge them, and if I was given another chance, I would kill someone, and he would be bloody, and you and other murderers who violated morality, the retribution was unhappy, and see who the sky spared! If the sky doesn't kill, I'll kill!"

The monks were shocked, and they were speechless to each other, only glaring angrily.

"Ridiculous, sophistry!"

"What if you kill it, it's right. ”

"What's wrong with me killing a few demon beasts, it doesn't have intelligence. ”

"How can the Demon Beast Spirit Grass be compared to human life. ”

"Our and other cultivators have already coexisted harmoniously with demon cultivators and ghost cultivators, don't you even let us kill the beasts?"

"That's right, there is no spirit grass, there is no skin and bones of demon beasts, how can I refine the pill refiner, if I don't refine the pill refiner, without the spirit stone magic weapon, how can I cultivate, and sincerely force me to die?"

"Everyone has to eat, and we can't be left to do nothing, stay in one place and starve to death. ”

"Natural selection, there are also strong and weak demon beasts, if I am strong, I will kill demon beasts, and if I am strong, I will kill me, what is there to argue about. ”

Violet listened to all kinds of voices in his ears, inexplicably deflated, they were right, could he be wrong?!

"Are you angry for all the monster spirit plants, or just for your neighbors and friends?"

"Did you kill out of anger or guilt?"

"Are you stunned, is it because you killed, or because of the pressure of hiding and survival all year round?"

One after another the questions were knocked in his heart, and the thorn was full of excitement, looking at the blind monk who had not spoken.

Sumire Thorn understands that he is not a philanthropist, and naturally teaches him life and death before human cultivation, he is only indignant at his own experience, grief at his friend's bad luck, and finally explodes when the nest of bears dies tragically because of himself, and he desperately wants Seinfeld to pay for his life and vent his anger.

Why can he trample on what he cherishes at will, and why should he act so recklessly and not be punished?

Why did they come and go in this mountain and make a miasma!

He couldn't find Seinfeld, he could only kill people, and the moment he killed he was satisfied, as if he had mastered their fate, his own fate!

But his spirit told him that it was a delusion, that it was a demon.

Sumire said, "I'm wrong, they're right, why can they accuse me so openly?"

"The Great Dao has no shape, there is no good and evil in heaven and earth, and only wise beings can distinguish between right and wrong, and use rulers and lines to draw universal standards, and then exploit loopholes to protect their own interests, just like you just did, you will lose control and kill people, plunder cultivation resources, and it is only right. ”

Pansy Thorn was a little devastated, "Aren't you!"

Zhan Changfeng casually missed Seinfeld's knife that slashed at the thorns.

Not only Seinfeld was furious, but the other monks were also angry, "Why did you stop it!"

"I said they were with the vine demon!"

"Phew, it's not a good thing!"

"If Daoist friends insist on protecting him, don't blame us for being polite!"

Pansy Thorn looked at the monks with red ears and thick necks, and then at the people who were always calm, as if he understood something.

"When I do one thing, people praise me, I do one thing, people slander me, but what does it have to do with me, the wise are destined to be biased, and the wise beings have a view of right and wrong, which is only established for the sake of a position. ”

"If you want to live in the right and wrong of others, it's hard not to be scared. ”

"So what should I do?"

"Didn't your spirit tell you that you were wrong, then be true to yourself and admit that you were wrong. ”

With the last of her strength, she smashed through the tiles, "You made me admit to them that I shouldn't have killed at will!

"Look, you found out that your mistake was just an excuse for them to attack you, so you didn't want to admit it, so you kept telling yourself that the people you killed had also killed lives, and they were innocent of death. ”

Sumire struggled, "But they really deserve to die!"

"Yes, but it's not up to you to judge. ”

"Who's going to judge!"

"Cultivators, you should know that when the time comes, cause and effect will be settled, and what should be repaid will be rewarded. ”

Sumire couldn't speak, her head hurt a lot, and when she saw Seinfeld slashing at her with a knife light, she shouted, "Since you don't let me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Pansy thorn's eyes widened, "Be careful!"

A faint voice drilled into his ears, "Forget it, I'll rehearse it for you." ”

His ears roared, the white light was dazzling, and he felt that he was deaf, and he felt that he had been hit by something, heavy and hollow, and in a trance, he saw Seinfeld kneeling on the ground, hissing and screaming in pain.

Violet fainted and fell to the ground.

"You... I—" Seinfeld's teeth chattered, his soul seemed to be torn apart, he lost all consciousness, only fear lingered, and a knife seemed to have fallen to the ground in his sight, ah, it was his knife.

The other cultivators were all at a loss, and only saw two white lights like thunder and lightning slashing at a demon and a person, and the thorns fainted directly, and Seinfeld .....

Mayor Kangsheng stepped forward to help Seinfeld up, he was in good shape, but his breath was ......

How to build a foundation! Lost a layer of cultivation!

He was horrified, he couldn't believe that his cultivation could still be lost, could it be because of that thunder light!

The big fat doll peeked out of her fingers with a pair of eyes, babbling.

Shuo Prison is staggering, compared to the last time the thunder fell indiscriminately, it shook a circle of people and almost fell into the demons, this time it seems to be even more powerful, is it really because it is targeted.

"Take this demon and let's go. ”

Mayor Kangsheng looked up and saw that the nine-foot reckless man was holding the vine demon on his shoulder, and as the blind monk and the little doll walked away, the long street was so empty that no one dared to step forward to stop it.

Who the hell is she!