When Su Qingrou woke up, it was already noon the next day, rubbed his hazy eyes, recalled the previous incident, couldn't help but be in a hurry, and hurriedly got up, about to rush out of the door.

"What are you going to do with your panic?" Jiang Dongyu pushed the door in, squatting on a plate of food in his hand.

"Are you alright?" asked Sue as she gently relaxed.

Jiang Dongyu smiled bitterly, how could it be okay?

He went to Yuelinxuan in the morning to learn painting from Tang Wenshan, different from ordinary brush and ink teaching, Jiang Dongyu was directly brought to Tang Wenshan's painting realm to understand, there are landscape pictures that make him feel refreshed, but there are also battlefield battles that make him physically and mentally exhausted, that feeling is immersive, ordinary people can hardly imagine what he has experienced in this short morning.

"Let's eat, the food in the college cafeteria is still good. After Jiang Dongyu finished speaking, he walked to the inner room, he needed to rest.

Yue Linxuan, Tang Wenshan looked at a painting on the table with a strange face, this painting has been torn apart, if it is pieced together, then you can see the decapitated soldiers on it, the scene of bloodshed and fighting.

"Eight thousand soldiers, not one left, directly ruined my picture scroll, this kid, it's really ruthless. Tang Wenshan sighed lightly, there is not much rhyme in his painting, although the eight thousand soldiers in it do not have the strength to transform into an ordinary person, but they are better than the number of people, but they can't reach Jiang Dongyu alone, thinking that Jiang Dongyu slaughtered eight thousand soldiers like a shape-shaped beast in the painting, even Tang Wenshan couldn't help but be shocked, you know, with Jiang Dongyu's cultivation into his painting, then it can be said that the perception is no different from reality, it is difficult to distinguish between inside and outside the painting, which is also the reason why Tang Wenshan was surprised, Jiang Dongyu can slaughter eight thousand people in the painting is still calm, then he can be like this even in reality。

"There's no record of this in his data, and if he can do this for the first time, it's terrifying to have such a heart. Tang Wenshan thought about it, there seemed to be an invisible force in his hand, the originally divided picture scroll was actually complete, there was not even a single crack, not only that, the soldiers in the picture scroll were no longer as blurry as the original, all of them had cold faces, mighty and domineering, if Jiang Dongyu was allowed to face this painting again now, then the ending would be very different from the morning.

At this time, Jiang Dongyu was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, his face was full of sweat, in his dream, he had a murderous picture in the morning, he killed eight thousand soldiers, all mortals, and the highest strength was only the sixth-layer person who refined the body.

"This is a picture scroll, this is a picture scroll. Jiang Dongyu dreamed in his mouth, he knew that it was a picture scroll, but his perception was very real, so real that he could smell the smell of blood, but Jiang Dongyu just comforted himself that this was a picture scroll, and it was also the task that Tang Wenshan taught him, not that he was hungry for killing.

"Ahh

"Alas!" In the Qiankun picture scroll, the peerless demon king sighed.

"Uncle Sun?" Jiang Dongyu gasped, unable to calm down for a long time.

"I misestimated the power of the Blood Ancestor's method, I thought that the Blood Ancestor wanted to pass on this method to the human race, presumably the human race would not have any big problems cultivating this method, besides, you are a Qiankun painter, and you are a person with great luck, but I didn't expect that I was wrong, every time you kill someone, the demonic nature in your body will grow, and if this continues, one day, you will become the me you were back then." The Demon King of the Mountains explained, "Besides, I overlooked one point, you usually look gentle and well-read, but in fact, the disability of your early years and the misfortune of your childhood have planted seeds in you, and when you killed someone for the first time, the negative emotions of the Blood Ancestor Law had not affected you, but at that time you were already thirsty for killing, but you didn't even notice it."

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Hearing this, Jiang Dongyu was silent, not because the method of the blood ancestor made him murderous, but because the law of the blood ancestor inspired the seeds in his heart, Jiang Dongyu did not want to admit that his heart was distorted, but it was certain that his heart was extreme, to Uncle De, his filial piety, respect, to Mr. Taohuazhen, he respected, loved, moved; and for Li Tianyi, he hated, he hated Li Tianyi for hurting Uncle De, hated Li Tianyi for bullying him not to go to the ground, bullied him for not being able to practice martial arts, and bullied him for being a disability; he was even more so for Han Mingsheng, the person who wanted to kill him because of the quota of the accompanying study boys, and he hated him to die; and Wang Lao, the dean of Shuiyang Academy, This is the only person who makes him feel truly humiliated and powerless, if one day, Jiang Dongyu becomes an immortal, he can be sure that he will treat him in a more humiliating way than making him kneel, the process will be very long, but he will not forget, violence, killing, hatred, these are the negative emotions that he has been suppressing in his heart, he doesn't want to be such a person, but he is such a person.

"When I was not strong enough, they humiliated me, despised me, bullied me, when I can now practice martial arts, the first thought in my heart is not the joy of rebirth, but the excitement that goes deep into the bone marrow, I finally have the opportunity to eliminate the people who have bullied me, there are many people who have offended me, but there are more people who are good to me, but now I can't tolerate a little sand in my eyes, am I wrong? What should I do?" Jiang Dongyu said and left the tears brushed away, there was no crying, but the tears couldn't stop.

"Those who follow the prosperity and those who rebel die, this is not a mistake, it is strong, if you talk about evil, what are you worth, I liked to eat human liver, I had to eat 100,000 human livers a day, notoriety, resounding throughout the five domains, the sins are heavy, and finally fell into such a fate now, if it wasn't for my behavior that annoyed that person, I was divided into two, and my demon body was sealed, even if the Buddha of the Western Regions wanted to suppress me back then, it was not so easy. The Peerless Demon King recalled, his tone visibly trembling at the mention of that person.

When he heard that he had to eat 100,000 livers a day, even Jiang Dongyu's face couldn't help but turn pale, and when he heard it, Jiang Dongyu was even more surprised, Uncle Sun at this time was actually sealed as a demon, but even so, it was necessary for the Buddha of the Western Regions to take action to suppress it, what a terrifying cultivation this is.

"You should be glad that the Qiankun picture scroll that your father got was sealed with my true body, if it was my demon body, with my heart back then, ......" The peerless demon king did not continue, but Jiang Dongyu also understood, and unconsciously reached out and touched the position of his heart and liver.

"So, there is nothing to enter the demon, but with your current cultivation, once you enter the demon, you will be devoured by the demonic nature, at that time you will not be you, although I was called a demon back then, but my sanity has not been extinguished, my demonic nature is not foreign, but my nature is so, but you are different now, your nature is kind, only because of years of disability, resulting in personality changes, and although these changes are extreme, but there is no problem originally, good people can also do bad things, bad people will also do good things, everyone's heart has a light and dark side, and the problem is that the law of the blood ancestor stimulates the negative emotions in your heart, so that your own small anger becomes a big killing, If someone wants to kill you, and you kill him, then you won't have a sense of guilt, but if a person accidentally hits you, and you beat someone else to death, then you will have a great sense of guilt, and you are now, it is this situation, even if someone has no intention of hitting you, you will also have a murderous intention, this is the negative emotion of the blood ancestor's law, so your heart can't bear this great guilt, over time, even if you kill all the people who deserve to die, this guilt will still exist, and at that time, your Dao heart will be broken, and don't want to become an immortal in this life。 The Peerless Demon King warned.

"What should I do now?" Jiang Dongyu gradually calmed down, as Uncle Sun said, he has a good nature and wants to be a good person, but now his personality makes him no longer able to be a pure good person.

"You have to face up to your inner flaws, you ruined the picture scroll this morning, you know this very well, but even so, you still have a great sense of guilt, calm on the surface, but struggling inside, you don't regret your actions in the morning, but you are afraid that you are really thirsty for killing, in fact, what is there to be afraid of, even if you really have a thirst for killing, then you will kill a way to become an immortal, you have to continue to practice the method of the blood ancestor, don't feel strange, although the method of the blood ancestor will stimulate your demonic nature, but it can make you strong enough, as long as you are strong enough to suppress the demonic nature in your heart, there will be nothing, and on the contrary, if you give up the method of the blood ancestor now, that is to survive, the demonic nature will explode sooner or later, and at that time, with your cultivation, you will definitely be dead, and only the law of the blood ancestor can achieve you. ”

Jiang Dongyu is a smart person, he naturally understands what Uncle Sun means, as the so-called evil cultivators are not ghosts, their faces are ugly, and their hearts are dirty, but the top powerhouses in the evil cultivators are in the wind, and their cultivation is extraordinary, whether it is physical or mental nature, they are not affected at all, it is because they are strong enough, strong enough not to be afraid of everything, strong enough to ignore any negative things.

"I see. Jiang Dongyu nodded, the more he didn't want to be an executioner, the more likely he was to be an executioner, he couldn't change his mind, but he wouldn't doubt himself anymore, he had to face up to the negative emotions in his heart, which was also part of his nature.

Time flies, a year passes quietly, in the thousand snow forests, a man holds a brush, as if painting, but there is no scroll in front of him.

"What a big cold meaning, it's not in vain that I wasted a year just for you. The man's fingers waved, the brush rotated with the fingers, and a magical scene appeared, the man's original black hair gradually turned white from the end of the hair, and finally the same color as the snow, the snow of the thousand snow forests condensed, around the man's body, as if playing, the cold wind, the man's clothes were broken in an instant, and the snow fell on his body, not floating on the surface and melting into water, but disappeared, as if the snow melted into the man's body.

"Everything in the world has emotions, it turns out that this is true. The man closed his eyes and said something, but there was no sign of anyone else around him.

"You broke my clothes, how can I see people. The man shook his head helplessly, he didn't feel the slightest cold in this thousand snow forests naked.

"No, I have to leave, because of the teacher, I don't go to the academy for a year, but I still take the year-end exam, otherwise the teacher will be very embarrassed. "The man is of great appearance, and it is not appropriate to describe him with bright eyes and bright teeth, but he is more beautiful than a woman, and his long snow-like hair is like an elf, but he can make people know at a glance that he is a man and not a woman.

"It's been a year, and I haven't told you my name, my name is Jiang Dongyu, goodbye to you. The snow-haired man looked at the thousand-heavy snow forest, waved his hand, and turned to leave, he walked barefoot in the snow, leisurely, and the snow that would sink even when the leaves fell did not leave a single footprint!