141. Conscience

"Wake up, don't sleep, don't sleep!" Ye Qingyue said in a low voice, while taking out the elixir and feeding him to eat, helping the person to sit up, with his palm against his back, and the gentle wood spiritual power was slowly infused into the broken body.

The elixir of the Immortal Cultivation Realm has always been effective quickly, and after only a while, his pulse has improved a lot. It's just that it takes time for the internal injuries to heal, and the external injuries should also stop bleeding in time and clean up well.

Wu Laoshi moved his mouth, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Be careful, leave me alone!" He said silently.

Healing is a delicate job, and you can't call it a day without permission. She ignored it, and a strong wind came from behind.

Qing Yue had already taken out the carved array plate from the storage bag and was about to throw it out. The man under his command suddenly shook him off and slammed into him.

"You ......," she said with just one word, and then abruptly stopped.

The array disk flew out, and a thunderbolt sounded behind her, and she didn't look back, the gray-yellow flame wolf must have already turned to ashes.

The red flames were raging, and within her reach, it was like a giant python's hideous tongue, swallowing the short male cultivator in one gulp.

This is a talent that very few flame wolves can learn, and they are sacrificed by burning out their cultivation and flesh and blood, and the last blow before they die - "Nirvana".

The corpse of the flaming wolf, which she thought was already exhausted, was not dead yet, and took advantage of the unpreparedness of others to throw all her counter-attacks and burn them all along with herself.

"Be careful, leave me alone!"

The sound of silence echoed in the wind, and anger burned from the bottom of my heart.

If the killing intent is substantial, the blade will generally scrape through the desert.

The Izumi sword trembled slightly. The sound of the strings is like a string passing through the ear, and it is not the slender fingers that stir the strings, but the flesh and bones of the flaming wolf, chiseled and cut, like a gorgeous and poignant elegy.

This is a sword of killing, without gorgeous sword intent, without elegant beats, just simple horizontal slashes, diagonal slashes, and straight stabs, light and swift. Also sharp.

It's not that she hasn't seen blood and carnage. Nor are they good people who dare not hurt people's lives. But she never cared how many of them were, whether it was killing her or being killed by her.

She had been born in a peaceful era of the rule of law, but her preciousness of life had not been affected much. She was hospitalized all year round. Seen many, many dead people and people who are dying. Someone who talked to you yesterday. It may have passed by this morning; The sunset you see today. Maybe tomorrow there will never be a chance to rise again. She was accustomed to this almost indifferent calm, living quietly and leaving quietly. Life or death. So much for.

But now it's a war, not an expedition, not a hunt.

War means that you will kill for inexplicable reasons, you will be moved and revenge for strangers you have only met a few times, you will find that you suddenly become hot-blooded and stubborn, the advantages and flaws in human nature are magnified together, and all unreasonable things begin to become natural and natural.

When reaping life becomes glory, and life and death are put aside for loyalty, how can we stay sober on this road?

"Be careful, leave me alone!"

The voice echoed in the blood.

Anger burned in his chest, and he vented it like a waterfall along the long sword.

The color of blood spread out in front of her eyes, and she suddenly understood the "hatred" of the flame wolf. Feelings are a terrible power.

"Qingyue, that's enough!"

A clear drink sounded, and the ice-blue heavenly spiritual flame rushed from the dantian into the sea of knowledge, and a rain fell in the hot spiritual platform, and the blood curtain gradually dissipated, and the divine consciousness expanded, showing the wreckage in this battlefield at a glance.

Broken flesh and bones, scorched bones piled together, the smell of blood mixed with the burnt smell of roasted meat, wafting in the cold wind. There were several scratches on her robe, and the hem of her robe was stained with purple-black blood.

"Qingyue, are you okay?" Liu Mingzhu looked at her worriedly.

"It's okay, thank you, Sister Liu." Ye Qingyue smiled a little weakly, her situation was a little wrong, a bit like a demon in her heart, but fortunately, at a critical moment, Heavenly Soul Flame helped her.

"Monks who have just experienced this are like this, just get used to it." Zhang Hengdao.

Next, everyone quickly took care of the battlefield and found another windless place to set up camps.

At night, Ye Qingyue set up a ban in her camp tent and flashed into Biluo.

From the storage jade pendant, he turned out a bracelet carved from the 10,000-year-old Qingxin wood, put it on his wrist, and took a few Qingxin pills. I found a tall rain blossom tree by the spiritual spring, jumped on the trunk, reclined between the thick branches, closed my eyes, and did not cultivate, but meditated quietly.

The spring water is murmuring, cold and fragrant.

"Are you scared?" A low voice rang out in the sea of knowledge.

"No, it's anger."

"Anger is another form of fear. Because you can't ask for it, you are angry; Because you can't stop it, you hate it. You don't want to admit your fear, so you put a gorgeous cloak on it, and you get angry, blame others, and hope that you're better, that's anger. ”

"Be careful, leave me alone!" The voice rang out again.

She was silent.

"Look, you're afraid, you're afraid of war, you're afraid of death," the voice sank, "and you're afraid—powerless, involuntarily. They mean loss, and you can't get it back. They dictate your will, and you can't say no. They mean that you will eventually lose yourself. Because fear will not be forgotten, it will only be hidden. Until one day, they silently grow and erode, and become part of your will when you don't know it. This is the demon of the heart. ”

"So what?"

The voice said, "Fear is because we can't tolerate loss." Because of love, so there are gains and losses, because there are demands, so I am worried all day long. ”

"Are you saying that to be successful in cultivation is to break off love and love, and have no heart and lungs?"

"Isn't it? What are you cultivating for? Phoenix? Immortality is only because you are afraid of perishing! ”

"It's not!" She said, "It's like a lonely yin does not grow, a lonely yang does not grow, and yin and yang are combined." There is a future. Life and death alternate and become reincarnation. The Tao of Tai Chi lies in opposition and balance. The same is true of the Tao of Heaven, and the Tao is the general principle of all things in heaven and earth, which is the rule for maintaining balance and survival in this world. In one sand and one world, the rules of balance are everywhere, both in heaven and earth, and in one living being.

And the so-called love. At the beginning of our birth. The Way of Heaven has written them into our souls. Just as living beings have an instinct to reproduce and survive, we want to be cared for and loved, but we also care about others. The ability to care for others. We will be afraid. There is bravery to contend with. We will despair, but there is hope to compensate. The way of heaven may not be benevolent, but there is always a glimmer of life.

Joy and sorrow. That's why we're human, not human. When you reject it, you reject the gift of Heaven.

Immortality, is it really against the sky? No, it's not so much going against the sky, it's about going along the way. Immortality is the phase of eternal existence, and existence is a spot of the Tao. Where life is, the Tao exists. Therefore, to seek eternal life is to seek the avenue.

I believe that the Heavenly Dao gives people the opportunity to cultivate, not to turn flesh and blood into earth and stone. The way of heaven is not abandonment, not rejection, but exploration, balance, and infinity.

What is my way?

Is it for greater power, for a longer life?

Yes and no.

It has been said that greed is the original sin, and we are all spurred forward by an emotion called "dissatisfaction." Throughout our lives, we have longed for that kind of endless fulfillment.

There is nothing wrong with desire/desire, but what is wrong is uncontrolled desire/desire and greed. There is nothing wrong with feelings, what is wrong is the imbalance and madness of the state of mind. To seek the Tao is to seek the ultimate balance of all things, and to seek the foundation of heaven and earth. Through the complex appearance, look for the origin of existence.

If you are clumsy, if you are wise, if you are foolish, you will be true if you are delusional, and you will return to oneness, and finally it will be natural.

My way is the way of nature, the way of life.

I will not refuse feelings, but I will never lose myself because of it. That's just part of me, not all of it.

I will be afraid, but I will also be braver because of it.

I have flaws, but will be more perfect because of it.

The Tao is endless, and life is immortal.

My way is for nature. ”

The stars are faint and the moonlight is light. On the tall rain and flower tree, spiritual power surged towards the white-clothed girl on the tree like a tide.

It seems that there is a pair of invisible hands, gently playing a mysterious song. The girl's expression was serene, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, like a Bodhi with flowers, who was carefully inscribed those profound notes into her heart.

The light yellow petals fluttered around her, and several light blue lotus leaves instantly grew on the bare cold moon heart lotus stem in the spiritual spring. Then the stem from top to bottom, little by little into a crystal pure ice blue, at the same time, the blue on the lotus leaf gradually deepened, grown, and became transparent, the veins in the leaf are clearly visible, like a carved blue crystal.

Little by little, the moon turned in the middle of the sky, and the light yellow petals surrounding her gradually turned into a Tai Chi pattern, enveloping the delicate girl in white in the middle. From a distance, there is a kind of magnificent and solemn that touches the heart.

After a long time, the restless tide of spiritual power gradually subsided, and the petals floating in the air lost their lift, and they fell like rain.

The girl lying on the flower tree slowly opened her eyes, like a butterfly in a cocoon flapping its wings gently.

"Be careful, leave me alone!"

The voice came to mind again.

She smiled lightly, and the stars were reflected in a pair of phoenix eyes, like a lily blooming in the dark night, and her eyes were clear.

In this epiphany, her cultivation only mentioned the early stage of foundation building. Although this promotion is not large, it is true that the Tianwen Sword is holding the sheep by hand, but it is rare that the spiritual power in the dantian is actually further condensed and purified.

Generally speaking, after the foundation is built, it is difficult to purify the spiritual power that has become liquid, which is why the foundation before the foundation is so important.

When his gaze fell on the blue crystal-like lotus leaves in the spiritual spring, Ye Qingyue was taken aback. After repeated inspections, it was confirmed that the Cold Moon Heart Lotus, which was already a sixth-grade elixir, had mutated into the legendary seventh-grade elixir, the Guanghan Ice Lotus. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued......)

PS: This chapter is so difficult to write, and finally Yue'er's Dao Heart is written out - the way of nature.

Many articles write that the heart is to be broken, and the author has not been able to understand that people are animals of desire/desire, and desire/desire can only be tempered and reconciled, how can it be cut off?

Nature can refer to all things in the universe, it can also refer to the truth of all things in the universe, and it can also refer to the mentality of not violating the original heart, not being restrained, and respecting nature.

The word desire/desire was banned when it was typed. I once wrote about knowing/people, and as a result, love/people were banned, and I wrote excellently/potions, and as a result, lust/demons were banned, and tears ran away

Baidu only learned later that there were naturally many mysteries.