Lang Huan blessed land.

Su Fu followed the prestige, and couldn't help crying and laughing. It turned out that the person who was talking behind him was actually a skeleton.

It is an extension of the skull Dao power, a spiritual collection of the Dao power, and has no life breath, and is connected to Su Fu's qi machine, just like his shadow. Of course, he knew where Ka Ka was, but probably no one would have thought that his shadow would speak.

"When did you learn to speak?" he scolded angrily.

Suddenly frowned slightly, not to mention how unbelievable it is for the skeleton to speak, first of all, Kaka has no intelligence, there is no doubt about this. If it does not have intelligence, how can it know the difficulties it encounters and give answers?

Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, giving an answer and speaking are two different concepts. People start babbling not long after they are born, but how much experience does it take to express themselves accurately and clearly?

Even if the spirit was born by chance, it would not be possible to answer such a question in a short period of time, as if it had already seen it.

Su Fu beckoned it to his side and observed it carefully for a moment: "Kaka, do you know who I am?"

"Ka Ka?" Ka Ka looked at Su Fu stupidly.

"Do you know who you are?" asked Su Fu again.

"Ka-ka?" Ka-ka couldn't comprehend his command at all, still looking stupid.

Su Fu couldn't help but touch his forehead with his hand, and there was a sense of absurdity talking to the shadow. After thinking about it, I decided to put aside the investigation for the time being, and it was important to track the location of the body first.

He sat cross-legged, imagining what it felt like to be distracted. For a real monk, this is all too simple. After a moment's effort, he felt that his body had become weightless, and he lightly melted into the blood mist.

On the outside, it looked like a blood mist, but when it blended in, it was found that it was composed of countless points of light, as bright as stars. Countless stars coil around themselves, as if walking through a bizarre passage.

I don't know how long it has been, but the sound of the tide and the salty and wet smell of the waves suddenly come into my mind, and the scene in front of me suddenly changes. He had no time to explore why the soul would have a sense of smell, and he was taken aback by what he saw.

"Blue, Blue Mountain Island?"

He wondered: how could the main body be here, could there be any hidden danger?

Thinking like this, he involuntarily floated towards the island, and when he passed by a bamboo forest, he was suddenly startled, and looked at the past following the feeling in the dark.

"Is there another little fish?"

Su Fu's heart was shocked, followed by a pain in his head, his consciousness darkened, and he fainted.

I don't know how long it has been, he opened his eyes suddenly, glanced around vigilantly, and found that he was still in Langhuan's blessed land, which was a great relief.

At this time, the memory flashed in his mind like flowing water, and after a while, his face became very strange: "Fighting Law Conference...... Li Yuanyou...... Senluo ...... So many things happened in my absence!"

At the moment when he saw the body, Xuan Ling led to "return to the source", and "informed" each other of the encounters between the two sides during this period of time, and he immediately understood why the body was in danger.

Without time to hesitate, he immediately got up, leaving behind twenty skeleton armor guards, and marched towards Blue Mountain Island with all the remaining skeletons and skulls.

......

Blue Mountains Island.

What makes Du Bangtian feel strange is that the past remembered by "Returning to the Light" is not the same as in his memory.

But he didn't find out what the problem was like Su Fu, because the encounter of entering the city planted a knot in his heart, which made him feel very conflicted. Thinking that Su Fu could drink poisoned wine without hesitation for the sake of two people who didn't have much friendship, contrary to what he said, "I only care about me and my people", he was a little incomprehensible.

It was the first time he couldn't read a person.

In a trance, he thought of the day he entered the Tao, Fan Wusheng, that is, his master, and the first paragraph he said: "Bang Tilt, in your eyes, are the monks all immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world?"

"That's all a lie!" Fan Wusheng continued categorically, "Monks are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, but they are just more restrained. A person's nature is not so easy to change, just as a monk is still a 'human' no matter how much he practices. As long as he is still a human being, there must be something he insists on, likes it, dislikes it, and cares about it......"

"If," his voice slowed, as if to make Du Wan hear more clearly, "if you want people to like you, you must not be in a hurry to refute others." Everyone will be self-centered, and if you deny him, you will help him deny you. ”

"You know......" he said, rubbing Du Wan's hair, "once denied, our deep self-esteem will force us to persevere, even if it is wrong." Of course, you are the apprentice of this seat, you don't need to please others to live, and you live well. Kewei teacher hopes that you can understand that learning about the world is also a kind of practice. ”

Du Bangtian remembered that at that time, his heart was full of hatred, and he couldn't listen to these words at all, but just asked: "Master, what is good, what is evil, and what is murder?"

At that time, Fan Wusheng just smiled and didn't speak.

Zhuge Mingqing, who was on the side, said meaningfully: "The strong help the world, that is benevolence, and the weak help the world, that is the realm." It's up to you what you want to be. ”

"I want to be the one who kills the wicked!" Du Wantian said through gritted teeth.

"To deprive a person of his life for any reason is evil. Zhuge Mingqing said lightly, "Have you ever thought that wicked people also have children to raise; if you kill mothers to serve, who will take care of their children?"

The remarks of "I, I ......" shattered the evil thoughts that had just formed in Du Wan's heart. Because of the upbringing he received since childhood, he has already cultivated a benevolent heart.

"Uncle, I, what should I do......" he said with tears in his eyes.

Zhuge Mingqing smiled gently: "Although your father is a mortal, he has been friends with me for ten years, and even I admire his knowledge and cultivation." Didn't he teach you what kind of person you should be, and don't live up to his expectations of you, which is why I brought you back. ”

"Bang Tilt," he gently wiped away the tears that were rolling in Du Bang Tilt's eyes, "we are not in a happy land, but it is not a hell either. ”

The memory came to an abrupt end here.

Du Bangtian only felt relieved, and smiled: "Cultivation is a process of self-improvement, if you are ashamed to talk about such a trivial thing as admitting your mistakes, what is the difference between it and beasts and birds?"

"Transcendent is a cultivator. ”

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