Ah Umbrella didn't feel that it was wrong for her to kill Yin Yunqing, but she couldn't find a reason to convince herself why she killed Yin Yunqing like that in the first place, and Yin Yunqing hadn't hurt anyone at all at that time.

And Wei Chonghua's words are like a reason for her long-term unsuccessful search.

Ask yourself, why did she kill Yin Yunqing, just like Wei Chonghua.

At that time, there was nothing behind her, only the Jin family, who was also a mortal, and in the face of Yin Yunqing, an immortal cultivator who might become an enemy, she designed to poison him to death. Isn't it for the sake of prevention, for your own life and future?!

If she did it all over again, would she still kill Yin Yunqing?

Ah Umbrella was shocked in his heart, and with the answer, his mood was relaxed, and the originally stagnant cultivation faintly felt a breakthrough.

But if you let go and have a clear conscience, the demons in your heart will not be born.

At the same time, an inexplicable involvement emerged in my heart, which was fleeting, and although I couldn't grasp the umbrella, I faintly felt that it was a very important thing.

Wei Chonghua, as a cultivator of the space department, has a cultivation speed comparable to that of a single spirit root, but now this young man's bone age is almost fifty years, and it is the period of rotation.

It's about to open your mouth, but you can't close it, you have to talk about it to the fullest.

"You disciples of the Great Gate Sect will never know how we poor cultivators live, Bigu Dan can't even afford it, and sometimes it's even more difficult than ordinary people in the world.

Look at me, the qualification of a single attribute, after cultivating for nearly forty years, it is only a mere period of rotation. The Twin Spirit Root disciples of a small sect have already reached the fusion period at this age.

What is the use of talent? It's not as good as an elixir and a spirit stone.

I want pills without pills, I want spirit stones without spirit stones, and I have to worry about my own life. Cultivation is like living at the edge of a knife. ”

"There are so many heavenly and earthly treasures on your master's body, how can you lack spirit stones."

Wei Chonghua lifted his heavy eyelids, "It's not easy to find a spirit stone with a spatial attribute. Besides, the master's is the master's, and mine's is mine, unless I am about to starve to death, even a mouthful of water will not be given to the old man. How can a poor casual cultivator like us be so delicate, you can grab what you want, and no one will give it to you. Even if it's given to you, it's still a question of whether you can keep it. Look at him......"

Wei Chonghua pointed to the body of the yellow-clothed monk. "We call him a dog. The dog's nose is so sharp that he knows who has something good on it when he smells it. Last time I picked up a leak, I was chased by him for a day and a night, if I hadn't led him to an ambush pit. I don't think I'll be able to live. Hey. This son of a bitch, and he wants to take my things. ”

Gathering Qi and dispersing, the lowest level of elixir in the immortal cultivation world. Even Cheng Dan couldn't do it, and the most ordinary miscellaneous disciples of Wujun Sect could receive two bottles every month.

"The stinky old man has taken in several disciples, all of whom died, and he said that I was the one who lived the longest." Wei Chonghua smiled sarcastically, "Don't they all say that immortal cultivators have a long life, and I still live like this?" ”

Ah Umbrella suddenly remembered that Rong Yang's group of children, even after cultivating for dozens of years, were still as innocent as sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys. The years of cultivating immortals are long, and they may have ten decades, a hundred decades.

They don't need to worry about survival, they can receive the spirit stones and pills issued by the sect every month, and even if they lack spirit stones, they can also do some tasks in the sect in exchange for spirit stones.

Those casual cultivators who Ah Umbrella didn't understand, their lives were not worth anything, where would they be like the disciples of the Great Gate Sect who were well protected before the heartbeat period to avoid early death.

"I still remember the beautiful dream that the stinky old man promised me, he said that if you cultivate immortals, you can do whatever you want, you can have whatever you want, and you can bully whoever you want." Wei Chonghua's voice became a little hoarse, "Fart, I don't know why I'm alive now, I don't have anything, I have to grab everything." ”

Most of the resources of the Immortal Cultivation Realm are divided by the small sects of the Great Gate Sect and the small families of the big families, although there is a Loose Cultivation Alliance, but the number of Loose Cultivators who can join the Scattered Cultivation Alliance is less than one-tenth of the number of Scattered Cultivators.

What about those ordinary and powerless casual cultivators? You can only grab, grab, and fight! Kill one today, and be killed tomorrow. They are the ones who truly appreciate this immortal cultivation realm where the weak eat the strong.

How many people embarked on the road of immortality with a beautiful dream, and the road died, became a road, and paved it for those who came after. Some people survived, or started a sect, or were happy. The former is as many as fish and shrimp in the sea, and the latter is like water in the desert, still shining with water, which is difficult to find; Either it has dried up and become a legend in the mouth of the living.

"However, it's also good, at least I'm not alone, I have a master. The stinky old man said that when I reach the Yuan Infant Stage, no one will have to be afraid. I'm a thousand years away from my infancy at most. Isn't it just a thousand years of survival? Done! Wei Chonghua wiped a handful of tears, revealing a fair face, very soft, but his eyes were firm.

Ah Umbrella raised her eyes to see the long fish that had been following her, and she was very serious about looking at the mountains and rivers and people all the way, and kept looking for the empty "enlightenment".

As for himself, he came to Wujun, with a master behind him, countless spirit stones in his hands, and Jiufang. I am becoming more and more indecisive, and I am about to face the fate of giving up, but I still live painlessly, knowing that I am going to die, and I have the intention of going against the sky, but I am often unable to do it.

Even if I secretly feel that Changyu has something to do with taking away, I still have no defense, and I don't know where I got my confidence, and I don't think I will be taken away suddenly.

The mind of the cultivator will be chaotic, but why is it still unstable, unstable is not firm, and unfirm is always thinking that there is a way back.

Ah Umbrella has never competed for opportunities, has not experienced the open and secret competition between monks, even if he encounters injustice, he has been resolved by mistake and coincidence.

She has the desire to cultivate immortals, the oath of protection, and the intention of going against the sky......

Only there is no indomitable heart.

Maybe it's time to go out and sharpen yourself and see this cruel immortal cultivation world.

Twilight rises and the sun rises.

Wei Chonghua had recovered his true qi, but Ah Yu was still standing motionless, his pupils not having a trace of focus. The long fish didn't move, just guarded by the side.

Wei Chonghua pouted, the pride of the sky is the pride of the sky, and his words to vent his dissatisfaction made the family have an epiphany. At this time, a bottle of pill was thrown at him, Wei Chonghua reached out and took it, and when he opened the cap, it was actually a recovery pill, and the quality was not bad.

"You're still wounded." Changyu said lightly, and then he still kept the umbrella in his epiphany.

Wei Chonghua pursed his lips again and glanced at Ah Umbrella, he was really a lucky guy, the same ...... Damn, why don't you have this luck. While thinking about it, he put away the bottle of Restoration Pill, this thing can sell at least fifty lower-grade spirit stones, which is enough for him to cultivate for a while.

Putting things away, Wei Chonghua touched his back, which was a little hot, what was the stinky old man going to do, he actually drew the teleportation array on him, which made him uncomfortable at all. (To be continued......)