"You must know that the words that often flash in your heart are not empty words, on the contrary, it is the truth of chaos! Chaos is all things, all things are chaos, chaos is not just the chaos of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and all living beings are also chaos!"

"Evil demons are also living beings, living beings are chaos, you should understand this, what you have to do is not only rely on the power of chaos in martial arts to achieve achievements, but to have an ideal of crossing evil demons from your heart, and take you (rì) to achieve great success, to cross the transformation as the mainstay, killing is the best policy, do you understand?"

"Who can be innocent in this life, maybe he is a monk who is respected by others, or maybe he is an ascetic who saves the suffering, but just because he takes a wrong step, you will take his (xìng)?

"Ling, it's not too late to realize this, because the demons you killed before were all the scourge side, and you didn't still retain that trace of clarity in your heart to control yourself from hurting the demons. ”

"You must know that if you blindly do not observe and kill demons without discernment, in the eyes of those demon monks who are powerless and have never done evil deeds, you are the real demon, even a wolf in sheep's clothing!"

After listening to Jian Lao's words, Ji Ling's (shēn) Zi Bu (jìn) shook, he sat down on the lin, and the waves in his heart turned up, and all that sounded in his head was the words that Jian Lao had just taught him, and he kept muttering in his mouth: "It's not too late, it's not too late, I can't make mistakes again and again, I can't make mistakes again and again......"

After a few breaths, Ji Lingfu, who was muttering words in his mouth, also turned into a streamer and walked out of the internal space of the Xuanyuan Sword, while the sword elder looked at his back, with a trace of self-blame in his eyes, and said: "Ling, you shouldn't have stimulated you like this at this time, but you can be a teacher in you (shēn) There is not much time left to teach you, you are an excellent child, you have always been, you have never disappointed your teacher, I hope this time, you can start to walk directly to that straight road, although the cultivation is not smooth, but the teacher still hopes like this......"

After leaving the Xuanyuan space, Ji Ling kept muttering in his mouth the teachings of the sword elder to him, and he began to meditate and comprehend the power of chaos around him while holding these teachings, however, his mind did not (jìn) recall the evil demons he had killed before, he did not miss a trace of memory, and repeatedly screened in his mind whether he had been injured by mistake, those demons that he did not conceive......

However, after a few breaths, the chaotic energy in his body began to become extremely disordered, and the chaotic power he (shēn) suffered from became irritable because of his influence.

'Poof...'

At this moment, he finally couldn't stand the effect of the chaotic images in his mind on his heart (xìng), and his body gradually began to be irritable and uncontrolled chaotic qi, vomited a mouthful of blood, and passed out in the attic......

次 (rì), after Ji Ling woke up, swallowed an elixir and began to heal Zi (shēn)'s injuries......

After recovering from his injuries, he began to reorganize his thoughts and began to meditate, but after he settled down, the teachings of the sword elder sounded in his mind again, and his breath began to riot again after he had slain many evil demons......

In this way, he fainted again and again, healed again and again, fainted again and again, woke up, and made his whole person seem to have changed his appearance......

The sword elder in the Xuanyuan world, watching Ji Ling's every collapse, every time he starts over, his eyes are full of distress and self-blame, he regrets that when Ji Ling's cultivation is still so weak, he gave Ji Ling such a heavy blow, but he is more helpless, if he doesn't do this, the road behind Ji Ling (rì) will be extremely unsmooth, and the cultivation time will be greatly increased, but he can't wait for so long, Ji Ling's rise needs to be fast, step by step steady and steady, but also to become indestructible!

After 三 (rì), finally... After Ji Ling entered the cultivation state, his aura gradually stabilized, and the chaotic power surrounding his (shēn) body also had an additional breath, and that was vitality!

in the ancient temple

At this time, Mo Jianxin was already red-eyed, he held this broken sword, as long as there was an enemy in front of him, he could not escape his killing, his (shēn) had many shocking wounds, and the left side of his face was also engraved with a deep knife mark, his whole (shēn) was stained red with blood, but he didn't know if it was the enemy's blood, or his own blood.

He looked at the Buddha statue in the ancient temple with his eyes closed, sighed in his heart, and then went towards the dense and countless enemies in front of him!

After a long time, after finally piercing the heart of the last enemy, Mo Jianxin slowly lay on the Lin, revealing a little numb tiredness, since he entered the ancient temple, he ushered in a neighboring enemy, and only now did he have a respite.

He is not a cold and innocent (qíng) person, but there is some mysterious power in this ancient temple that constantly stimulates his murderous intent, and the endless enemies make it impossible for him to stop killing.

Tiredness invaded his brain, and he gradually closed his eyes, but at this moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly pierced his ears.

He subconsciously hurriedly dodged the past, jumped up in an instant, and opened his eyes, which were a little numb and tired at the moment.

The enemies in front of him were densely packed, and they all raised their sharp blades to kill him, and he couldn't take any breath, grabbed the broken sword in his hand, and continued to stab at the enemy who seemed to be forever endless.

However, the number of enemies this time was too much, and with the fact that he hadn't closed his eyes for a long time and hadn't rested for a long time, every time Mo Jianxin killed an enemy, there would be more shocking wounds on (shēn).

He endured the sore spot of his body, his eyes flashed with blood, and after swallowing the elixir like a date, he chewed and refined the elixir while killing the enemy with the little chaotic qi and true qi left in his body.

After a while, he finally killed all the enemies in front of him, however, he also fell on top of the corpses of the enemy because he was too badly wounded and consumed too much.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Jianxin finally came over, but before he could get used to the situation in front of him, there was a bandit-like man holding a child hostage and threatening him to let go of his sword, while next to him (shēn), there was a woman with tears in her eyes and eager to beg him to save her child.

Something unexpected (qíng) happened, just as Mo Jianxin was about to throw the broken sword at the thief to relieve the child's (xìng) life, a large amount of red blood mist appeared in the ancient temple!