"Killing cultivation?" Ling Hongluo frowned, a little puzzled, "What killing cultivation?"

Chu Feng paused, and then said very seriously: "Specializing in killing monks, hence the name killing cultivators." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

It's a very simple nomenclature, because it specializes in killing monks, so it's called killing cultivation.

Ling Hongluo couldn't help but shiver for a while, and felt an inexplicable chill, the name was full of killing intent, just like ...... It's like a person who is full of resentment against monks and is determined to kill all the monks in the world. It's like a pair of cold and gloomy eyes, silently watching you in the cold night, which makes people shudder.

As if to emphasize this fact, Chu Feng said again: "The inventor of this formation is a mortal. He once caused an uproar in the world, but he always refused to practice, otherwise, no one would forget him. ”

"I think he seems to be to the monk...... Full of anger and disgust......" Ling Hongluo frowned, shrunk her neck, and said stupidly.

"Yes. His family was all caught up in the aftermath of the battle between the two monks, so he was determined to kill all the monks in the world. Chu Feng said again.

Ling Hongluo always felt hairy in her heart, and felt that the master had become a little scary, so she lowered her head and kicked the stone in front of her restlessly, and her breathing became rapid and disordered.

As if sensing Ling Hongluo's uneasiness, Chu Feng smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand on Ling Hongluo's head, stroked it gently, and then said, "Am I a little long-winded?"

Ling Hongluo shook her head, that terrible feeling was just a moment, followed by a kind of pain that penetrated into the depths of her heart, could not get rid of it, and a sense of loneliness, obviously the master was still standing by her side, even if the gentle touch made her feel very relieved, but she still felt very cold, and her heart was empty, as if she was missing a piece, even if she used the legendary mending stone, it could not make up for the vacancy.

Chu Feng looked into the distance and was silent for a long time before he said, "Do you feel very painful, and your heart is about to be torn apart?"

Ling Hongluo nodded, couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell down her eyes.

Ling Hongluo didn't know where this sorrow came from and why it was so unbearable, but she looked at her master's appearance, and vaguely knew in her heart that it was probably related to the killing and cultivation array.

"This is the essence of the Killing and Cultivation Array, that is, pain and loneliness. Chu Feng sighed softly, "It's that person's pain and loneliness hidden under the killing." You can feel it, it's good. ”

Chu Feng didn't say much, because he knew that people who could feel this kind of pain, this kind of loneliness, must have experienced ordinary pain and loneliness, so they would cause emotional resonance, and they could feel the softest emotions in the hearts of people in those four bushes.

Ling Hongluo wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and slowly reconciled her feelings, and the pain and loneliness gradually faded away.

"Master, what happened to that person in the end?"

"Finally...... He's dead. Chu Feng smiled slightly, as if he didn't care at all.

In the end he died, short and forceful statement.

But through such a statement, Ling Hongluo could feel a lot of things, that person was probably besieged and killed by many monks, and until the last moment, that person looked at those monks with contempt.

A weak mortal is definitely not an ant to be slaughtered.

Ling Hongluo even thought about the words of his death for this person, which was very domineering and inspiring.

She suddenly liked this unruly person, and she could sketch an arrogant figure in her mind, countless monks fell into his formation, blood flowed like a river, and corpses piled up like a mountain.

She liked such people, she liked such arrogance, and she also liked this brazen aura, so she asked, "Then how many monks did he kill before he died?"

"Not a single one was killed.

Chu Feng's answer was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and it completely destroyed the unruly, cold and tender image in Ling Hongluo's imagination, "Killing a cultivator or not killing a living being, this is the true meaning of this formation, this formation will not kill anyone, just kill the monk." ”

Chu Feng's words made Ling Hongluo slightly stunned, and finally understood, the so-called killing and cultivation formation is actually a formation for abolishing people to cultivate, abolishing monks into mortals, and letting them feel everything that mortals feel.

The pain brought by those monks, the calamities brought by those monks, the shortcomings that can never be filled by those monks, perhaps only the monks themselves, as a mortal, can know and understand.

What a naïve and stupid person, with such hatred, but only such simple thoughts.

"Why didn't you ask me, how could a mortal create a killing array. Chu Feng turned his head to look at the spirit carrot.

Ling Hongluo's apricot eyes widened, and when he thought that this was indeed the case, if he was really a mortal, how could he create such a terrifying array as the Killing and Cultivation Great Array?

Ling Hongluo looked at Chu Feng, a little dissatisfied with Chu Feng's betrayal, and then said, "Master, just say it in one breath, don't lose my appetite." ”

Saying that, Ling Hongluo actually grabbed Chu Feng's sleeve, and even used such a trick as playing Lai Sajiao.

Chu Feng blushed a little and said, "Because that person's son is a monk." After reading the books left by his son and creating the Great Array of Killing and Cultivation, the man showed the diagram to the world and told the world: 'If I want to kill the monk, it will be easy. But I am different from the monks, because I am human and know how precious life is. ’”

He really looked down on the monks. Ling Hongluo muttered.

The monks have never looked down on mortals like ants, let alone the lives of mortals, most of them will not take other people's lives in their eyes except their own lives, because there is a lack of power in the world that can restrain the monks.

Therefore, the monks are accustomed to using killing to solve all problems, because as long as the other party's mental and physical bodies are completely destroyed, there will be no problems.

If I am stronger than you today, I can kill you, and tomorrow if you are stronger than me, you can kill me, this is the reality that belongs to the world of monks.

Bloody reality, chilling reality.

Ling Hongluo has been accustomed to seeing such a reality since she was a child, so she has never thought that there is anything wrong with doing this, and she takes it for granted.

The world should be a world where only the strong can survive, and as for the weak, they should hide in the corners of this world to cry and be abandoned by this world.

But when Chu Feng said this today, Ling Hongluo felt a little stuffy in his heart, as if he had pressed a mountain.

It turned out that the monk was so unbearable, like a beast, for a bite of meat, he could open his bloody mouth and bite his kind without hesitation.

This is not right.

Ling Hongluo couldn't help crying again, she felt very painful in her heart.

She knew that the master also had the same pain in her heart, because she had experienced such pain, so the master was so humane, facing enemies, friends, and herself, it was not cold ice.

Chu Feng didn't expect that this little girl who was so clever and lively would be so sentimental, so easily affected by the sadness emanating from the killing and cultivation array, so he just silently reached out and gently stroked Ling Hongluo's head, comforting Ling Hongluo.

Feeling the warmth from the somewhat rough but gentle hand on his head, the depression in Ling Hongluo's heart was swept away, and she turned around and wiped her tears, before her eyes were red and she said in a thick nasal voice: "Master, is that person old and dead?"

Chu Feng shook his head.

Ling Hongluo sighed softly, and her mood couldn't help but feel a little heavier.

The man did not die of old age, but was naturally killed by a monk who felt threatened. The funny thing is that this man, whom the monks regarded as a great enemy, did not kill a monk until he died, proving with his blood the fact that most of the monks were unreasonable beasts, and even if they had more power, they were only powerful beasts.

After being silent for a long time, Ling Hongluo said very firmly: "Master, I understand." ”

Chu Feng looked at Ling Hongluo with some curiosity and said, "What do you understand?"

"I am a demon, a talking demon, not an unreasonable beast. Ling Hongluo said to meet Chu Feng's gaze.

Chu Feng nodded with a smile, and suddenly said to Ling Hongluo that these were also whimsical ideas.

Because he himself was also afraid, very afraid that the spirit carrot would one day become like that.

If that day really happened, I would be sad, right?

Because he liked this little girl a little, he knew that she had a hatred that went deep into his bones, but he could not bear to let this little girl be carried by the darkness she had experienced to take a path that tormented him.

That path is too hard.

Although Chu Zi'er told her story to Chu Feng with a smile, Chu Feng knew that the road was really too hard.

Chu Zi'er embarked on that road, and finally had a new life, and he couldn't bear to watch Ling Hongluo also embark on the same path.

Revenge is only a means, not an end.

Life cannot be controlled by revenge, revenge should be directed to a new life.

Ling Hongluo saw Chu Feng nodding in appreciation, and she also laughed. She really wanted to know what the master had experienced in the past, so she would warn herself so precautionally.

But she knew it wouldn't be a pleasant story, so she didn't ask, despite her curiosity.

Chu Feng turned his hands and looked into the distance, and said softly, "The guests are here." ”

To be honest, these people came much slower than Chu Feng expected.

Chu Feng didn't know why they were delaying, and he even left himself plenty of time to tell Ling Hongluo some things that were very verbose and should not have been told by him.

But Chu Feng was glad that they had set aside this time for him, as he had learned more about Ling Carrot.

"Carrots. ”

"Master, I'm here. ”

Chu Feng paused before he said, "Are you ready?"

"I'm ready to punch someone, master. "Ling Hongluo's eyes have completed the crescent moon, since it is such a reasonable person who the master thinks should be beaten, it must be a very hateful person.

So I have to beat them hard, and I have to let the master breathe.

A word to readers:

The editor is talking about opening a pit for a new urban ability, but I always feel that I have a weak heart to write about the urban ability with a strong pretence..................