The fate is gone, leaving an indelible shadow on the Shenzi Mansion, all the people seem to be in that moment, the nailed corpse on the plaque, exuding the murderous intent and anger of the fate itself, half an hour has passed, and no one dares to go up and take it down. Bright red blood, dripping drop by drop, stained the golden temple door red.

"Whew!" the north wind howled, and another team of sorcerers arrived, and in the center of them, a man in white slowly floated in, his eyes were as bright as stars, flashing with a cold aura, scanning everyone, raising his head slightly, looking at the crucified corpse on the plaque, and the monstrous murderous aura emanated from his body.

"Useless waste!" the man snorted coldly, his eyes like lightning, and an earthy yellow aura emanated from his body, instantly evaporating the corpse clean.

"Please atone for your sins, Young Master Wending!" Everyone including Ding Chu knelt down, not daring to look at this man, and a cold sweat oozed from each of their foreheads, obviously afraid of Savingdin.

"Get out!" Savintin's voice grew colder.

Ding Chu wiped his cold sweat, took his subordinates, and left like a fled.

"Young master, this fate is ......" A sorcerer who came with Wen Ding stepped forward and wanted to say something, but he stretched out his hand to stop him.

"You all disperse!" Savindin said lightly, his eyes looked at the back in the depths of the hall, slowly approached, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?

"I'm fine!" Wan Ting shook her head, she felt like she could move, and as Savin approached, she raised her foot and walked to the side room, never looking back at him.

The hall was dark, only two rows of witches slowly retreated with Wan Ting's departure, leaving only Savin Ding standing quietly in the center of the hall, at this moment, he was like two people in Shifang City that day, his fists under the white clothes were clenched very tightly, and a layer of haze flashed in his star-like eyes, and he said to himself coldly: "Fate is destroyed, today's humiliation, and I will pay it back ten times in the future!"

The night has passed, and the darkness has turned into day again in a blink of an eye.

Shifang City, although it is a place where ten directions gather, but this surface of prosperity, but also with a trace of concealed hypocrisy, the east of the city, is a dilapidated tiled house, which is inhabited by some poor people, because of the close to the mountain system, the men here, every morning will go out to hunt, relying on labor to support their women and children, therefore, in this place, often people will be devoured by wild beasts, never come back. And their women and children have lost the ability to survive, and can only rely on the help of others every day to survive.

"Grandpa give it to me, give it to me!" Early in the morning, on the deserted street, more than a dozen children, dressed in shabby patches, gathered together.

"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has it!" An old man, with a gentle smile on his face and a large frame in his hand, kept taking out steamed buns from his hand and distributing them to every child. The old man was very simple, with a kind on his face, and he didn't care about the dirt on the ground, so he sat down directly and watched the group of children eat his steamed buns.

"Grandpa!" A petite boy, perhaps because he was afraid of life, but he couldn't stop the hunger in his stomach, trembling close to the old man, his big bright eyes, staring at the steamed bun in the frame, couldn't help drowning a few mouthfuls of saliva, and his little face was flushed.

"You're hungry too!" the old man smiled, stood up, took the initiative to come to the boy's side, and handed him a steamed bun, "Eat it quickly!"

"Well, thank you, grandpa!" the boy took the steamed bun and swallowed it quickly under the old man's gaze.

"Don't worry, there are many more!" the old man said with a smile, and when he saw that the steamed bun in the boy's hand was finished, he took out another one and handed it over.

The boy was not polite, gobbling it up, but for some reason, while eating, tears actually appeared in his little eyes, dripped on the steamed buns, and were swallowed by himself.

"What's your name!" the old man tore off his gray coat and wiped it for the boy.

"My name is Jilian!" the little boy began, he was full, but his eyes were still fixed on the remaining steamed buns in the frame.

"Take it all!" the old man took out a bag and gave the rest of the steamed buns to the child.

Xiao Jilian looked at the old man, his eyes were filled with tears, he suddenly leaned his head over, kissed the old man on the chin while he was not paying attention, quickly turned around and ran away.

The old man stood in place for a long time, and in this cold and windy weather, his heart felt extremely warm.

"Senior, are you crying?" Ning Xin walked over, she had been observing everything here, for the first time, she felt that this old man was unusual, maybe fate left him behind, there was really a certain reason.

"Nonsense!" the old man rubbed his eyes and muttered, "The north is windy, the old man is just blindfolded by the wind and sand, and it will be fine if he rubs it!"

"Wind and sand?" Ning Xin raised her head, looked at the sky, and muttered to herself in her heart, the north wind is very strong, but there is no sand, how can she cover it, but she is smart after all, and she will not reveal it, glanced at the direction of the boy's departure, and said, "This child is very special!"

"Children's hearts are special, because they know how to share! This is different from us!" Gu Lao said lightly, "We adults tend to give up our own protection for our own selfish interests! Therefore, the longer this person lives, the worse his heart becomes! In the end, he is not as good as a child!"

"The seniors just want to say that this time is the blindfolded sand, the longer it passes, the more blurred it becomes, and the last thing you can see can only be yourself!" Ning Xin said.

Gu Lao glanced at Ning Xin in surprise and praised: "That's good! Girl, you can have this kind of awareness, but you are better than most people in this world!"

"Then I'm going to congratulate my seniors!" Ning Xin smiled, "It's really rare that you can have such kindness at your age before!"

"My words are all aimed at you cultivators, and ordinary people are not among them! Not to mention......" Gu Lao looked at the children in the distance, and there was a trace of darkness hidden in his eyes, "I'm not doing good deeds either!"

"What do you mean by that?" Ning Xin wondered.

"Do you believe that a person's good results can balance his evil results?" asked Gu Lao calmly.

Ning thought about it, shook his head, and responded, "Naturally, I don't believe it!"

"Why don't you believe it?" asked Gu Lao rhetorically.

"Just by feeling!" Ning Xin explained, "just by the matter, I always feel that even if a person has done ten thousand good deeds, he can't resist the destruction of an evil thought!

Ning Xin's brows furrowed and wrinkled, and he always felt that this old man was different from usual today, and couldn't help asking: "Why did the predecessor suddenly feel such emotion, could it be that in your heart, there is also a knot in your heart that cannot be untied?"

"That's not true!" Gu Lao smiled, and then said, "But what you said is not unreasonable, the ancients said, "A thousand years of cultivation is not as good as a thought to become a demon!"

"This is the principle of cultivating the truth, and it pays attention to the degeneration of a person, and all of them still have to be judged on a case-by-case basis!" Ning Xin said.

"I understand this, but the old man is suspicious, if a person with evil thoughts suddenly does a few good things, how do you think others will think of it!" Gu Lao smiled and asked, "Do you think this person will have any other plans!"

"Naturally, it will!" Ning Xin said affirmatively, "but the key is to persevere, if you are good from now on, one day, you will be accepted by others!"

"Wouldn't that be the coexistence of good and evil?" Gu Lao followed Ning Xin's words and asked rhetorically, "Isn't it very painful for two thoughts to be entangled!"

"This... I haven't thought about it!" Ning thought for a long time and said, "If there is really such a person, it must not be an ordinary person, and it is not difficult to eliminate this kind of entanglement!"

"There are naturally such people!" Gu Lao's eyes suddenly became deeper, he looked up at the dark Wushan, and said slowly, "The old man has been adrift in this world for half his life, and he has seen three people with this kind of face!

"He?" Ning Xin was surprised, "Impossible, the senior is joking!"

"The face is rugged, it seems to be true and false, it seems to be disillusioned, it seems to be virtual and real, the heart is strong, it can be turned into an immortal emperor, the heart is rotten, and it can be degenerated into an evil god!" Gu Lao opened his mouth word by word, and suddenly his face became gloomy, as if he had become another person, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he let out a weird laugh, "It's good to become an immortal emperor, if you fall into an evil god.... Hey..."

"Are the seniors alarmist?" Ning Xin snorted smartly.

"This second person, I'm sure you've heard of it!" Gu Lao stretched out his hand to Wushan and said, "It's the master there, the so-called sacrificial god, Simon!"

"Have you seen Simon?" asked Ning Xin.

"It was a long time ago!" Gu Lao regained his blandness, "Compared to the extinction, Simon's face is much simpler, his back is prominent, unlike others, he is born with unimaginable power, if he can one day be able to turn into a butterfly, he can step on the blue sky and compare with the immortals!"

"According to what the predecessors said, aren't these two people natural enemies!" Ning Xin asked, she had seen Yuan Xuan fight Simon, but at that time, both of them were hiding and did not do their best, so it was difficult to distinguish which was stronger and which was weak.

"It's hard to say whether it's an old enemy or not, but I think the collision of these two people won't take too long!" Gu Lao looked at Wushan, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What about the third person?" Ning Xin asked.

Gu Lao's face changed, and the dimness in his eyes became more obvious, and after a long time, he said slowly, "This third person, you will know in the future!"

"Anyway, I believe that you are a good person, senior!" Ning Xin glanced at the happy children in front of him, and said affirmatively.

"Thank you!" Gu Lao turned his head, hesitated for a moment, stared at Ning Xin and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

Ning Xin saw that his face was solemn, as if he had something very important, and nodded hurriedly.

"Today, I was restless, so I calculated a hexagram for myself, and the hexagram showed that I would have a great calamity, and when it came, it would be difficult for me to deal with myself!" Gu Lao said cautiously, "At that time, I ask you to come back here, take a few children here at will, and settle them well!"

"What do you mean by this, senior!" Ning Xin wondered, "Could it be that someone wants to harm you!

"No matter what your business, there are some problems, I can only do it myself!" Gu Lao said, "Please!"

"Okay! I'll just promise!" Ning Xin nodded, "Please also be careful, seniors, if you need to use us, just ask!"

"Thank you!" Gu Lao was grateful, and then turned around and left silently, for a long time, his faint voice came, "In life, one thought is good, one thought is evil, with good to deal with evil, and I need obsession as a guide, if I have this obsession, it will be like an extra sharp blade, according to the time, I will cut off my body, show clarity, or forever fall into Yama, or turn into nothingness, everything will be determined by the heavens......"