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And what is it in Zhou Di?

"Teacher, how do I temper the spiritual world?" Zhou Yan still maintained a kneeling posture, kneeling in front of Yang Zisang in this nowhere void.

And Yang Zisang's gaze has been in the sky from just now to now.

His eyes are in heaven, because his heart is in heaven.

His heart is in heaven, so his mouth is naturally in heaven.

Therefore, his words also came from heaven.

The voice from the sky poured into Zhou Yan's ears in an instant.

"The method of refining the spiritual world is called spirituality. Spirituality is similar to that of Chinese cultivation, but it is just contemplation, degeneration, sitting and forgetting, and so on. With the help of these methods, one's spirit becomes more sensitive and broadened. ”

Thinking? Fallen? Sitting and forgetting?

These sound like the names of the Oriental Cultivation Technique, are they really reliable?

"Zhou Yan, what are you suspicious? What are you hesitating about? Don't you know that the sky above us is still just a piece of heaven! The Tao after this day is the same Tao!

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God! ”

Zhou Yan only felt that his mind seemed to be bombarded with thunder, and it was a chaos and a clarity.

"Teacher, please teach me, what should I do and what should I do?"

Zhou Yan was very respectful and humble, but his humility and respect didn't seem to be able to impress Yang Zisang, so the sky was still closed and no sound came out.

Tian didn't speak, but Yang Zisang did.

This Yang Zisang is Yang Zisang in front of Zhou Yan.

This is Yang Zisang's spiritual world, this world is Yang Zisang, but there is still Yang Zisang in front of Zhou Yan's eyes.

Now, this Yang Zisang spoke: "Do you really want to learn spirituality?" ”

Hearing Yang Zisang ask like this, Zhou Yan was a little surprised, and a little surprised, and hurriedly said, "Yes!" ”

"Hehehe......"

Yang Zisang no longer looked at the sky, his gaze returned to Zhou Yan, just looking at it made Zhou Yan's whole body tremble.

Yang Zisang's eyes were as bright as before, as bright as night stars. But it is no longer clear, hazy, like foggy rough glass.

And Yang Zisang's laughter is like the friction between a dagger and flesh and blood, and it seems to be the singing of a skeleton.

But even so, Zhou Yan can still confirm that the person in front of him is Yang Zisang, or Yang Zisang who looked up at the starry sky and moonlit night with him before!

He said, "Devotional? Is devotional really powerful? Unclean spirits can harm people, and spirituality can kill ghosts. But in the end, the ones who can kill people are still just people!

There was once a couple who were the most accomplished spiritual cultivators, and they could easily get rid of the unclean ghosts attached to people and kill the powerful ghost kings. But they are still an ordinary person, a fragile and mortal person! Sometimes, some diseases can make them like a mountain, one or two starvations can make them yellow and thin, and a kitchen knife can take their lives! ”

Obviously, Yang Zisang didn't show any performance, but Zhou Yan could feel an inexplicable desolation.

No matter how high your spirituality is, you have a sword to kill ghosts, and I will kill you!

"What should I do? What should I do? This is Zhou Yan's question, and it is also the choice on behalf of Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan's choice is Yang Zisang's choice, and Yang Zisang's words are Zhou Yan's instructions.

Yang Zisang's expression was still as flat as before, it was more indifferent than indifferent.

Indifferent and ruthless!

He said, "What is your future, who knows?" ”

Zhou Yan's heart suddenly tightened, not because of the words to Yang Zisang, but because of what he could understand, a strong breath.

It's a strong killing intent! It's a strong murderous aura!

Where does this murderous aura come from? Is it from Yang Zisang?

No.

So where does this breath come from?

Zhou Yan was a little difficult to come back to his senses, but when he fully reacted, his hand was already raised high.

This killing intent came from Zhou Yan? It came out of Zhou Yan's hand, and it was Zhou Yan's clenched hand.

The hand is not empty, because there is something in the hand all the time.

That's a knife!

A real knife used to kill!

What are swords used for?

Homicide? Or stop killing?

If you don't kill, how can you stop killing?

"Zheng!"

A crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, as if a string was striking.

Yang Zisang's dragon slaying is already tightly held in my hand.

The sword body trembled violently, emitting a sword roar, and it was also a dragon's groan!

The sword number slays the dragon, so what is cut off is also the life of the dragon. Then the dragon's voice must also be unwilling and painful.

The blade of the sword shook violently, as if it was about to break away from this hand.

But the hand was still clenched tightly, without the slightest loosening.

Therefore, this sword also trembled more and more, that is, it was more suppressed, and it was more and more emitted the sound of the dragon chant and sword!

The knife in Zhou Yan's hand finally rang out.

"Ding!"

It's crisp, it's loud, and it's faint at the same time.

It's like a small grass between heaven and earth, a small grass with a weak top and a small top!

The name of this knife is Su Zhi.

Zhilan is Zhizhi, and the gentleman is worthy of it.

The knife itself is a small flower, a small grass. Small, faint, a gust of wind, a drop of water, a breath can get rid of it. But after it is extinguished, its fragrance and its thinness are like a touch of light ink, gently rendered in the universe.

Gently, thinly, as if it did not exist, and as if it were filled, it was filled with the whole universe!

Teacher Zhang...... Shall I give your knife a new name? Zhou Yan held the knife in his hand, his eyes could reflect the starlight, and he said, "Su Zhi is soft, gentle, upright lady, and a gentleman!" But in the end, even death was so indifferent...... All this can only make people face death, but it cannot make people say goodbye to death. Su Zhi, this name is not good......"

Yang Zisang was still holding the sword, but at this moment he had already sent the sword down, saying that it was holding the sword, but it was better to say that he was lifting the sword, carrying the dragon sword, and then looked at Zhou Yan with interest and listened to Zhou Yan.

It is a talk to oneself, and it is a conversation with the dead, a conversation with life and death.

"Su Zhi's name is not good, Teacher Zhang, please let me give it a new name! Let's call it Zhiyan! ”

"Stop?" Yang Zisang said with a smile and a look of appreciation, "Kill with killing, stop killing with a knife." Well, what a good name! ”

Zhou Yan turned his gaze from the knife to Yang Zisang, is he looking at Yang Zisang? Still glanced at Yang Zisang indifferently.

"It's Zhiyan, Teacher Zhang's Zhi......"

"Oh? What is the solution? ”

Zhou Yan no longer looked at the knife, nor at the people, he raised his head to look at the sky, but the stars in the sky blinked, and it seemed that someone was watching.

There is no ground under his feet, but there is vanity under his feet, and when he looks down, it is all vanity.

You can't look at the sky, you can't look at the earth, you can't look at people, you can't look at swords......

What can Zhou Yan watch?

He can only look at himself!

So he looked at himself, he looked at himself, and said, "Zhi, it's fragrant grass." Death is the imminent death. Death is not a happy thing, its breath stinks! But it is a fragrance that brings death!

The death of the fragrance is not the fragrance brought out by death. And this fragrance that can bring death is the fragrance that continues after death!

Zhiyan is just a breath of incense. It's just a breath, intoxicated with death! ”