A few months ago, the team of the Northern Departure Sect for the grand event had just left.

Sikong Array hid in his own abode, meditating and cultivating.

At that time, Sikong Array actually heard that Chi Dun almost died in Jiafu because of the people of the Black Tower of the True Self Realm, and his heart was not a feeling for a while.

This incident was originally investigated by him and Chiton, but because he was locked up for a few days, he just missed this incident, and Chiton was in danger alone.

Sikong Array was extremely angry with himself.

He is a timid and cowardly person, but he can also be ruthless to himself.

Anger turned into a motivation for cultivation, and he began to look for ways to become stronger, as well as ...... Ways to control anger.

It's okay to lose your mind when you're angry, and you lose your mind when you're using the Scarlet Aura.

After tying himself up with a special iron lock in his exclusive closed underground cell, Sikong Array took the initiative to let himself fall into a state of madness.

At first, every time he did this, he would fall into a state of prostration, and after going berserk, he would frantically exert his physical strength and shatter everything he saw.

But fortunately, because when this cell was built for him, extremely strong materials were used, so with the strength of the Sikong Array, it was not enough to destroy anything here.

It's just that after a long time, the walls and the ground and the iron bars of the cell are covered with terrible scars, blows, scratches, and when Sikong Array wakes up from that state, every time he sees new injuries in the cell, he can't help but be even more afraid.

He was very afraid, afraid that if one day he went crazy and no one could stop him, at that time, would I hurt many innocent people?

Pondon was right, he should be in control of this power, not controlled by it.

Countless times I lost consciousness, and then I woke up due to physical exhaustion, and I don't know how many times I repeated it.

It was dark, and the dark cell was filled with cries of pain and anger.

Until one day, Sikong Array suddenly asked himself a question.

I...... Why are you angry?

Who am I going crazy for?

He didn't have any hatred for anyone left in his memory, and when he asked himself this question, he didn't have any human face in his mind.

So, what on earth is he angry about?

Then he finally figured it out.

The real object of Sikong Array's anger was himself, the cowardly himself.

In the face of many things, he has no position at all, and he has no courage to face himself.

Where did Sikong's surname come from, and did his family survive or die?

Shouldn't he look for and explore these things?

Sikong Array was immersed in these questions, and he thought of the strict clan rules, looking for the so-called correctness in them.

Not correct.

Sikong Array put himself in a variety of positions, constantly inspiring all kinds of anger.

Damn it, you're my power, so you should be in my control!

In the countless confrontations with the blood-colored aura, Sikong Array lost his body, he was seriously injured, and often came out of the cell covered in blood, replenishing his strength and condition, and then went in again.

He couldn't remember how many times he had lost, hundreds of times.

Everyone used to tell him only how terrible this aura was, how badly you would hurt if you used it, and how much it would hurt others.

They depict the existence of blood-colored aura like evil spirits.

Until he told me that my life was ultimately in control of myself.

Looking at me who didn't want to get up when I fell, I told me to get up, saying that evil spirits and demons are not terrible at all, they are all your things.

The Sikong Array refused to give up, and after cultivating like crazy regardless of his life, the cultivation of the Sikong Array did not make any progress, but because of frequent injuries, he regressed to the Spiritual Light Realm.

The cell he was in was cared for by no one, only himself, who was not afraid of the darkness again and again, and walked into it.

Because of fear, he had to start a physical battle with the blood-colored aura.

He lost hundreds of times.

Until one day, when he came out of the dark cell, facing the morning sun and morning dew.

A trace of aura surrounding the palm of the hand, under the light of the morning sun, reflects this red as blood-like brilliance.

He succeeded, and the first wisps of blood-colored aura controlled by his Sikong Array appeared.

He said in a hoarse voice to the vast mountains, "This is ...... I, the power of the Sikong Array!"

The tears couldn't stop flowing, no matter how they wiped, they couldn't wipe them constantly, and on the mountains filled with remnant clouds, he could only hear his cry alone, and it spread far and wide between the empty mountains and fields.

He did it, and that was the impossible.

Because of his cowardice and fear, he tried his best to find this breakthrough, even when he came back to his senses, his cultivation had almost regressed to the lowest spiritual light realm.

He has become the bottom of the cultivators.

But he was satisfied, because he knew that he had done something incredible.

Some even can't wait to share it with their friends.

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Speaking of which, after Chi Yuan punished Chi Feng, he returned home.

He is majestic, and he is not much better than Chi Feng at this time.

Familiar yards, familiar people.

"No way!"

Chi Yuan's tone was firm and his attitude was decisive, even if he was kneeling when he said these four words, it did not affect his firmness in the slightest.

Lin still smiled softly and said, "Okay, you, dare to punish my son, and still don't listen to me?" Do you want me to beat you up before you want you to lose face?"

Chi Yuan subconsciously shrank his neck, he had been with her for almost fifteen years, and he knew Lin Zhen's temperament very well.

If this woman doesn't smile and talk to you, then there may be some possibility of resistance, but the more angry she is, the softer she laughs, and the feeling is chilling.

Chi Yuan said with a bitter face: "But...... I can't just let Chi Feng's stinky boy go, right? Today's move, he really owes consideration, there were so many people at that time, I can't help but punish him......"

Chi Feng's plea seemed to be righteous, but in fact it was not something that a future sect master should do.

For the sake of a person, he may let this sect be buried for him, there are some things that we all know in our hearts, but it is not good to say it.

Chi Feng is obviously too young to understand these things.

"He's only fourteen years old, do you still want Feng'er to be like those old foxes? It won't be long before dawn, if I can't see my precious son before then, little brother, you can sleep with a stone in your arms for the rest of your life!" Lin still finished the whole sentence in a gentle tone, and turned to leave.

"I'll make some breakfast, you can do it!"

Kneeling in the middle of the courtyard, Chi Yuan, covered in dew, was humiliated, gritted his teeth, and nodded heavily: "Eh......"

He succumbed.