But Zhou Bo is different from ordinary people after all, he has a strong spiritual power and a resolute heart, how can he easily lose himself. What's more, his perception of the realm of the Heavenly Dao had already freed his soul from life and death. It's only because Zhou Bo has never killed anyone that he will be confused for a while. In just an instant, the darkness in my heart receded......

"Sit and watch the sky under the pine, forget the world for thousands of years!" The epiphany between life and death made Zhou Bo seem to return to the days of accompanying the pine every day, although he was lonely, his heart was quiet and empty, forgetting life and death, forgetting the sky and the earth, as if he only had his own existence......

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it was as if time had stopped. After coming back to his senses, Zhou Bo suddenly appeared, and the pawn was still lying quietly in a pool of blood, and the surroundings were still tearing and killing. Only then did he come to his senses and realize that everything he had just given birth to was actually just a thought of his own......

After the baptism of this murder, Zhou Bo's heart was as solid as a rock. For life and death, he sees it more thoroughly, and for killing, he has no scruples in his heart at this time.

"Everything in heaven and earth can be killed, because 'it should be killed'! Everyone who kills also kills, and there is no guilt or punishment in the heart. I'm not wrong, so why bother...... Maybe there is no right or wrong in the world!"

After thinking clearly, Zhou Bo's whole person was full of momentum, clenched the knife in his hand, swung it out, and roared angrily: "Kill!"

Without any worries, Zhou Bo is like a soul hooker resurrected from hell, constantly guiding the path of the undead for his enemies. He is proficient in the ** position, every knife is directed at the enemy's vital point, and one knife is a human life, simple and direct......

Just as Zhou Bo was immersed in killing, a fierce ......

The aura of abuse suddenly struck, shooting directly into Zhou Bo's brain, enveloping his consciousness and eating away at his spiritual power little by little.

"What's going on?" Zhou Bo was shocked in his heart, and immediately controlled his mental power to fight back. But how could he tolerate half slack in the killing array, and as a last resort, Zhou Bo had to use both his heart and mind, resisting the enemy's attack while resisting the invasion of that ferocious aura.

Spiritual power is not a physical body, nor does it have any offensive power, it is just a medium of energy. So no matter how Zhou Bo resisted, he couldn't resist the invasion of that murderous aura, and while he was horrified in his heart, he secretly speculated: "Is this murderous aura?"

This murderous aura is indeed murderous, but the ordinary murderous aura will naturally dissipate, but this murderous aura is much more condensed. The battlefield is a fierce place, and every time someone dies, there will be a trace of resentment. Over the years, countless warriors have fallen here, and their grievances after death have already become a condensed killing aura after the baptism and assimilation of murderous aura.

Since the murderous aura is also a kind of energy between heaven and earth, and the innate devouring power is very strong, all Zhou Bo's powerful spiritual power is exactly the object of its cannibalization. In a moment, most of Zhou Bo's spiritual power was swallowed up, and he only felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, and the whole world seemed to be apocalyptic, and the sky was dark and dead.

"It's so hard that I'm going to die?" Zhou Bo seemed to smell death......

Just when Zhou Bo almost brushed shoulders with death, the golden light on his body flashed, and on the huge battlefield, no one would pay attention to such a tragic tearing and killing, even he didn't know.

"The handmade man is silent, and if he is suspicious, he will be lost. Go straight up the mountain, and the willows and flowers are strange. Doing good is like climbing a hundred feet, it is easy to come down and difficult to come up. You must be diligent in doing your deeds, and you must be careful about people and beasts. Fast time cannot be left, and only the water flows eastward every year. If you don't believe it, try to take Qingling, Zhu Yan in the past is white-headed now...... The Buddha said that the Paramita Sutra has no past and no present. Note**Ghosts are all together, and merit is like a heavenly Mobile......" The words in the "Diamond Sutra" suddenly appeared in Zhou Bo's mind, and they kept hovering in his heart.

In an instant, Zhou Bo recovered his senses. Thinking of the situation just now, there was a cold sweat on his body, and he said hatefully in his heart: "Since I can't drive you out, then I will destroy you!"

"The heart is like water, moving without being frightened, stopping at calm, living for a hundred years, not being bound by external objects, the heart is in heaven and earth, why do you want to live forever......""...... The Buddha said that the Paramita Sutra has no past and no present. Note**Ghost Qidu, merit is like heaven and mobile ......"

At this time, Zhou Bo closed his eyes, silently recited the pure heart in the "Heart Cultivation Sutra" to stabilize his mind, and then silently recited the Buddhist words in the "Diamond Sutra" to suppress the murderous aura.

Although his eyes were closed, he was very clear about what was going on around him. As if practicing the knife technique, the hands kept waving to resist the enemy's attack, which was the same knife technique used to resist the rain of arrows last time.

The Buddhist scriptures are originally a method to restrain all evil things, and the natural effect of dealing with this ferocious murderous aura is very good. Zhou Bo only read it once, and the murderous aura was suppressed.

Zhou Bo was overjoyed when he saw this, and when he was about to extinguish the murderous aura in one fell swoop, the murderous aura began to ...... as if sensing danger

's trembling, and then it spread out in all directions, slowly merging into Zhou Bo's spiritual power...... No matter how Zhou Bo recites the Buddhist scriptures, he can't control it.

The sudden change made Zhou Bo stunned, and the knife in his hand was slightly stunned. "Wow!" slashed at him in the arm.

A burst of flesh pain made Zhou Bo sober up, so he dodged and restrained his mind at the same time. But when he meditated on the Buddhist scriptures again, he found that his spiritual power was not more condensed than before, and he did not feel any discomfort, and he also felt an unprecedented fullness.

At this time, Zhou Bo seemed to be full of strength all over his body, and he had a feeling of not vomiting and unhappy. "Drink ......" roared, and threw himself into the battle, but he didn't appear, his eyes were already blood-red......

"Kill..."Zhou Bo rushed into the deepest part of the enemy, holding a knife in both hands, fighting hard, at this time he had only one belief in his heart, that is, to fight for life......

An hour passed, the blood red in Zhou Bo's eyes had receded, and his hands had become heavy. Just imagine, for a whole hour, ordinary people will be tired and half dead even if they simply swing a knife, not to mention the endless battle on the battlefield.

At this time, more than half of the prisoners in the "death camp" had already been killed and wounded. Looking at the black and oppressive enemies around him, Zhou Bo felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and suddenly regretted that he had rushed into the depths of the enemy army in a moment's excitement. Although his physical strength recovers quickly, he can't consume it indefinitely after all. And to resist the enemy's attacks from all sides, I don't know how much more difficult than usual.

"If you go on like this, even if you don't get killed, you have to die of exhaustion......" In the midst of danger, Zhou Bo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered the knife technique.

Maybe only those who have experienced the battlefield know that the kung fu on the rivers and lakes has no chance to be waved here, because the killing on the field is always straightforward, and the naked fight will give you a chance to breathe. But Zhou Bo has always believed that as long as it is useful to himself, that is the best, so he has "New Capture Eighteen Dozen" and the knife moves he comprehended on the battlefield last time.

"What kind of knife technique can save effort and kill the enemy?" while killing the enemy, he thought about the use of the knife technique......

After many attempts, Zhou Bo suddenly realized that the knife technique that was really practical on the battlefield was actually the simplest and most direct attack. Although his own moves are also very simple, but in the past, he paid too much attention to the swing of power against the enemy, but he did not understand the control of power, so that he swung a knife over, but he had the power of two knives, and if he fought alone, he might have a good effect, but for group battles on the battlefield, it was just a waste of a lot of effort.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt reasonable, so he slowly adjusted his pace and changed his way of attacking. The first thing to do is to control the force......

On the battlefield, there are only two kinds of people who dare to try recruits, if they don't have ordinary confidence in their martial arts, then they are ignorant people. But Zhou Bo has neither ordinary martial arts, nor is he an ignorant person, but he just wants to live.

Perhaps only those who have hovered on the edge of life and death understand that the stronger people are, the more they want to live, and no one wants to die on the battlefield, so they will fight desperately, hoping to hold on to that little hope of survival.

……

Zhou Bo was sweating like rain at this time, and he was crying bitterly in his heart. The control of the power is not as simple as imagined, if the knife is swung heavily, it is a waste of strength, and the light knife cannot kill the enemy, and when the knife is swung again, the enemy's knife has already fallen on the body. In such a battle, the physical consumption is even greater than just now.

Little by little, time passed......

In the enemy formation, Zhou Bo didn't know how many people he had killed, and he didn't know how many knives he had suffered, no part of his clothes was intact, his snow-white head was stained red with blood, and the sweat on his body was mixed with blood, which looked a little hideous and terrifying from a distance.

The endless killing had already exhausted Zhou Bo physically and mentally, and if it weren't for the persistent belief in his heart, I am afraid it would have ......

Fallen. Although Zhou Bo was covered in blood and had numerous knife wounds, his body's strong healing ability made him feel a little confident.

……

The battle between the two sides has entered a white-hot stage, and it will only be a waste of troops to continue fighting.

Outside the battlefield, Mo Zheng said to the side: "Boss, you can collect the troops." ”

Seeing this, Mo Zheng nodded slightly, and shouted: "Collect the troops!"

"Knock!" ......"Knock!" ...... "Knock!"......

When Zhou Bo's hands became heavier, he suddenly heard the order to collect the troops and remembered it, and his spirit immediately perked up, and he waved his double knives at all costs, rushing towards the outside of the enemy group.

The explosion of potential made Zhou Bo rush out smoothly, but the violent consumption also made his tired body even more overwhelmed. Fortunately, the enemy also withdrew his troops, otherwise the enemy would have chased after him, and there would have been one more corpse on the ground.

……

In the "death camp", all the prisoners were resting, and each of them was scarred, lightly covered with knife wounds, and the serious hands and feet were mutilated, which can be imagined as a tragic war.

After Dong Yu, Xu Jie and Huang Zhenfeng took care of their wounds, they walked towards Zhou Bo's tent, but when they saw Zhou Bo dressed in bright red and sitting weakly on the ground, their hearts couldn't help but be shocked.

Which of them is not a person in the life and death killing field, it is normal for him to be stained with blood, but when he sees Zhou Bo's current appearance, he can't help but feel sour in his heart. After all, seeing a sixteen-year-old boy sitting on the ground covered in blood, no matter who sees such a scene, his heart will not be calm.

Xu Jie was about to step forward, but Dong Yu and Huang Zhenfeng hurriedly grabbed him and said, "It looks like he is pranayama, let's not disturb him, we'll come back when he wakes up." Then he walked out of the camp.

……

After Zhou Bo returned to the camp, he reported his arrival and returned to the camp alone.

Glancing lightly at the empty tent, Zhou Bo felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. But now is not the time to sigh, so I immediately straightened my mood, sat down and began to cultivate......

Of course, Zhou Bo knew that Dongyu was coming, but he didn't have time to care about it now.

Now Zhou Bo's body is very bad, even worse than the battle with Feng Impermanence a few years ago. The breath in his body is chaotic, and the qi of the seven emotions has become extremely thin, and the meridians of the whole body have different degrees of cracks.

Now Zhou Bo can only rely on the "Heart Sutra" to restore the vitality in his body little by little. The only thing that gave him comfort was that his mental power had recovered, and it was even bigger than before.

However, Zhou Bo was still a little worried, because he felt that his spiritual power seemed to be different from the past, but he couldn't say what it was, and he only vaguely felt that it was related to the ferocious murderous aura on the battlefield.

In order to prevent accidental rebirth, Zhou Bo put down his own practice and observed the changes in his spiritual power while reciting Buddhist scriptures silently.

In the middle of the sea of knowledge, a gray air mass is hovering in the center. Zhou Bo had never entered here before, and was slightly stunned, and then recovered. According to the "Book of Medicine", "Zhihai is formed in a certain mental state, and although everyone has it, not everyone can enter it." There is no limitation of time and space to know the sea, and it is ......

But Sumeru, small mustard seeds, very wonderful."

"Could it be spiritual power?" Zhou Bo saw the gray gas in the sea of knowledge, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

……

After observing for a while, there was still no change in his mental power, and Zhou Bo's mind moved, trying to control it. But when he came into contact with that gas, he suddenly felt a heavy feeling in his heart, this was the first time Zhou Bo felt the existence of spiritual power, although it was heavy, but it was extremely fulfilling.

In the Imperial City of Kyoto, above the central hall, it is the center of the highest power gathering in the world.

Glancing at the ministers below, Chongzhen said, "What is the situation of the riots in various places now?"

An elderly minister at the front on the left stood up and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the riots in various places have been suppressed, but ......"

Chongzhen frowned slightly, and said, "But what? ”

The minister said: "Your Majesty, although the riots in various places have been suppressed, those remnant parties have been circulating everywhere, most of them have gathered in the Shandong region, and occupied the mountains to establish themselves as kings......"

"Smack!" The white jade teacup was slammed to the ground by Chongzhen and smashed to pieces. He reprimanded angrily: "What does the governor of Shandong do for food?"

Long Yan was furious, and the ministers below trembled, and they all knelt down and said, "The emperor is angry." ”

The minister just now hurriedly said: "The governor of Shandong has already transferred troops to suppress it, but that group of anti-thieves has resisted stubbornly, and there are many martial arts masters, so ......"

"Okay, don't talk about useless things, but what's the best way?" Chongzhen interrupted.

The minister said: "In fact, the most difficult thing to deal with is those people in the rivers and lakes, as long as we send more masters to go, I believe we will be able to wipe out the anti-thieves!"

At this time, an old man in a white shirt standing on the right echoed: "Prime Minister Qin is right, Hengshan heard that King Song has many masters, as long as King Song can send some masters, I believe there will be no problem." ”

Chongzhen pondered for a moment and said: "What Taifu said is reasonable, it's just that King Song has not been in court for many years, and I'm afraid it's not good to disturb now!"

Taifu Hengshan said: "The emperor doesn't need to worry, I heard that Prime Minister Qin and King Song have a very good relationship, but you can ask Prime Minister to go and persuade him, and for the sake of the country and the people, presumably King Song will not push the commission!"

Prime Minister Qin Yu scolded secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he still said righteously: "I believe that King Song will not shirk the commission for the country and the people!"

Chongzhen was immediately overjoyed and said: "Okay, since the prime minister said so, then this matter of inviting cherry blossoms will trouble you." ”