Let go of the lofty posture and let go of the heart that looks down on the world.

All things in the world, thousands of living beings, are equal......

"This may be the reason why Zhang Zhenren can have the strength of the current realm. After Long Yun finished arranging the formation, he stood in front of the window where the foreign child had just peeped at him. He didn't care about the frightened eyes of the refugees in the room, or what they thought.

In Long Yun's mind, Zhang Daoran's attitude towards his disciples and outsiders didn't seem to be that kind of condescending, on the contrary, those people all respected Zhang Daoran very much and didn't dare to have the slightest disobedience.

"Respect may not be based on power, not on strength. It's about your attitude toward all the souls in the world. ”

Some enlightenment rose in his heart, and Long Yun felt that his soul was sublimating, a certain moment, maybe a thousandth of a moment, maybe a few seconds. Long Yun felt that his soul had been baptized and his soul had been transformed.

Opening his eyes again and looking at the ruins around him, Long Yun found that he was not there and felt nothing. Seeing these ruins, Long Yun seemed to see endless victims and endless thugs slaughtering. I saw the evil spirit, and I saw the endless desolation.

And all of this is the traces left by people's hearts and desires.

War, from ancient times to the present, has been the greatest threat to the destruction of civilization.

"A good heart is not indifferent to goodness. If you have a good heart, I will treat them kindly. You are not good, you are for the devil, and I will slaughter it......" Long Yun's temperament changed again, and the original soft temperament was mixed with a trace of indescribable indifference, which made people feel kind, but they didn't dare to approach: "Change with your heart, move with your heart." I'm just me, I'm a monastic. This may be the biggest difference between cultivating the Tao and cultivating demons. ”

Zhang Daoran, who stepped on the auspicious clouds and was in the air, also sensed the change in Long Yun's temperament. The corners of his mouth curled slightly: "You can understand, the future cultivation, the realm of the primordial gods is just around the corner." ”

Zhang Daoran did it casually, with his feelings, with the direction guided by his heart, and he did not deliberately help Long Yun. Long Yun was able to have some enlightenment, it was Long Yun's creation, and Zhang Daoran only played a guiding role.

Long Yun, who was standing on the ruins, raised his head and was full of gratitude: "Without the guidance of Zhang Zhenren, it is impossible for the poor Dao realm to break through...... Zhang Zhenren is a truly qualified teacher, all laws and everything, seemingly casual, but in fact has a deep meaning. Zhang Zhenren guided Poor Dao here, maybe that's what it is. ”

It is not a direct teaching, it is not a forced indoctrination, but a traceless guide to discover and perceive.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Boom ......"

The rout army fled from the side, and the shells exploded a few meters away, and the trajectory of each bullet passing through it could be clearly seen.

The strange thing is that the defeated army was about to crash into the house where Long Yun was, when it suddenly changed direction, turned its head to look, and seemed to see something fearful, so it immediately bypassed and fled into the distance.

Dozens of people in the back, armed with weapons and grenades around their waists. Some soldiers were carrying rocket launchers, all of them with hideous faces, and some of them had cloth around their faces. The rout fled far away, and they found nothing. With a machine gun in his hand, he strafed in all directions, perhaps fearing that there would be an ambush in the ruins, and this was done to eliminate the hidden danger.

And in the half-collapsed house, the dozen or so refugees once again lay down and did not dare to show their faces. The moment he lay down, he also protected the child in his arms. The refugees in the room, seeing that Long Yun was only three meters away from these newly victorious troops, they guessed that Long Yun must be one of them.

Otherwise, outsiders with foreign appearances, how could these terrorist troops let go, and they would have been shot indiscriminately and killed a long time ago.

It's just that they are very strange, Long Yun is standing at the window, obviously seeing them, but he does not inform his partner about their situation. And, in the next instant, they saw several machine guns pointed at them.

These machine guns are powerful enough to easily penetrate the walls of this place. Let the house collapse, they will be buried alive or bullets pierced through the wall, and if the force is not diminished, they will also die.

"What's going on?"

The people in the room were confused, since they were companions, why did more than a dozen machine guns aim at Long Yun?

"Da da da......" a dozen machine guns, crazy strafing. These soldiers, with hideous faces, have no mercy. The corpses not far away were not spared, they were almost beaten into a sieve, and the terrifying temperature of the bullets made these corpses emit white smoke and were almost roasted by the scorching bullets.

The refugees in the house were terrified. When the guns were pointed at them, they knew they had been found and there was no chance of survival. The army of this organization has no grass everywhere it goes.

"Ah......h

A refugee could not stand the oppressive atmosphere and screamed in horror.

The refugees in the room were terrified, a dozen machine guns were pointed at them, their lives were threatened, and who could keep their composure.

The next moment, however, the refugee yelled and screamed, without causing anyone's idea. Especially the army of this organization, not a single person looked here. A dozen machine guns, forming a circle, began to fire wildly in all directions.

"Bang Bang ......"

The muzzle of the gun sprayed a fiery snake, and the bullets were scattered all over the ground in an instant.

Some refugees have closed their eyes, and even if they want to survive at this time, I am afraid that it is not possible. Bullets from machine guns will mercilessly pierce their bodies and take their lives.

These refugees, who had closed their eyes, slowly opened their eyes. There was a hint of despair in his eyes, and finally a numbness. When the fear of life and death reaches the limit, it is a kind of madness, and after madness, it is numbness.

Their country is in chaos, there is no justice, no conscience, no morality.

The existence of life seems to have no meaning. In this case, it is very tiring to live, it is better to beg for death, and it is a hundred.

However, in the next scene, they saw that these dozen machine guns were strafing all around. The walls around them were densely packed with bullet holes the size of fists, and the troops, smirking, pointed their machine guns at the ruins where they were.

"Dingding......

The machine guns were blazing, and the refugees saw that the machine guns were aimed at them, but not a single bullet appeared, and they were quiet, as if someone was setting off firecrackers a few meters away. The walls, not a single bullet hole, none of them were injured or killed.

On closer inspection, it seemed to be shrouded in an inverted bowl-shaped shield, and the bullets on both sides seemed to be blocked by a mysterious force, and it was difficult to pass through that barrier in the slightest. The endless pouring of bullets was like a rain of bullets, and the bullets slipped from both sides.

A strange scene made these refugees feel confused: "Could it be that Allah Allah could not bear our suffering, so he secretly helped us?"

They have only God in their hearts, only Allah.

For two minutes, I don't know how many bullets were fired, and the person on the other side suddenly had a frightened face and an incredible look on his face. Turn around and walk towards the southwest corner.

"When you came here, you just want to leave?"

Suddenly, cold words sounded, and the refugees in the room, this was the first time they heard Long Yun's voice. It's just that they can't understand this voice, but they strangely understand what Long Yun wants to mean in their minds.