The biggest enemy in a person's life is always oneself, and defeating oneself is not only an eternal battle for immortal cultivators, but also for any mortal, such a battle cannot be avoided.

In the street, in a dark corner, a beggar was struggling towards Fang Dang's dwelling.

The beggar was lame on one leg, his clothes were so rotten that he couldn't hide his body, and he didn't know how far he had walked, and his bare feet were rotten, and there were blood marks one step at a time, but his hair was well groomed, not knotted, and there was no stench on his body that only beggars have, so there were no flies that came after the smell.

And the beggar's face was cleanly washed, and his beard was obviously repaired with pottery shards as much as possible, especially his eyes, which looked burning and not as chaotic as ordinary beggars, so that although he was a beggar and had a lame leg, the people around him did not despise him.

The beggar didn't look very old, and he limped all the way, his eyes were complicated, but his expression was quite determined.

Because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, it would take a quarter of an hour for a normal person to walk, and he walked for half an hour, and finally came to a mansion, and then the beggar slowly knelt down at the main gate of the mansion.

The beggar knelt like this for a whole day, and at last the beggar could not hold it anymore, and lay down on the ground with a grunt, without any breath, motionless as if dead.

Soon after, the door of the mansion was finally opened, and out of it came a young man, who circled the beggar, and then stretched out his hand and patted it, and the beggar's pale and withered face suddenly became a trace of blood, and then the man struggled to get up, and continued to kneel, one head hanging low almost to the ground, and his back, which should have been quite strong, arched like an arched bridge.

The young man sighed and said, "The owner of this house told you to leave." “

The beggar was not particularly old, not much different from the young man who spoke, but his face seemed to be more than a dozen years older than the young man.

The beggar did not seem to hear the man's words at all, and still knelt in front of the mansion, motionless, as if he had made up his mind to kneel and die here.

The young man laughed dryly twice, and returned to the mansion without saying a word.

An hour later, the beggar had exhausted the life-sustaining strength that the young man had given him, and his waist, which had been like an arched bridge, collapsed little by little, and he lay on the ground like a stiff shrimp.

After a while, the young man came out again, circled around the beggar on the ground twice, and then turned his head to the door and said, "Is this guy still saved?"

There was no sound in the door, the young man shook his head, and with another void beat, the beggar on the ground, whose body was almost cold, began to pant again, the beggar's eyes were already a little hollow, a mouth full of white skin, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged high, this look is actually not far from death.

But the beggar, after a few breaths, got up again and knelt outside the gate.

With a hopeless expression, the young man walked through the gate again, slamming it shut.

This time the beggar lasted only ten minutes, and then fell again, gasping weakly.

The young man stepped out from behind the gate again, reached out and took the beggar by the neck, and carried the beggar into the gate like a chicken, and then the gate slammed shut.

The beggar was ushered into the hall, and in the middle sat a young woman holding in her arms a small doll with deep zigzag wrinkles on her forehead.

The little doll stared at the beggar with a pair of big eyes that were incomparably bright and incomparably clear.

There was not a single sound in the entire hall.

The beggar knelt in the hall, although his chest kept rising and falling, but he couldn't make much wheezing sound, he had walked around from the door of death three times in a row, and he didn't even have the strength to breathe at this time, and his breath was like a gossamer, which was his current state. "What are you here for?" asked the young woman in a cold voice. "Guilty and ...... Die. The beggar made a feeble voice, not much louder than the sound of a mosquito or a fly. "You think you are guilty and can die at any time, why do you come to me to die? Since you are here, you still don't want to die!"

The beggar kneeling on the ground slowed down for a while before he said almost silently, "I do have some selfish intentions that do not want to die. "Since you don't want to die, why do you want to come here, your original promise Fang Dang never took to heart, and even I don't think he remembers that you have to promise, he ...... Never rely on others. So he won't go to you to kill you, this is a waste of time for Fang Dang. The young woman said in a cold voice.

This young woman is Hong Jing.

And the one kneeling on the ground was the early arrival of the original designer Fang Dang and the Eight Kingdoms to give Fang Dangjin countless treasures to help him grow into cultivation.

At the beginning, Fang Dang was in the mortal world, and he wanted to kill all his enemies and then go to the netherworld to create a peaceful world for his wife and all the people close to his younger brothers and sisters, but in the end, none of the immortal cultivators could help Fang Dang, and the whole world was terrified Fang Dang, who was driven away by a powerless scholar who couldn't kill you and send you away.

From this point of view, this scholar has saved the lives of many people in the world.

After all, Fang Dang wanted to kill, and he must kill until the blood flowed like a river and the bones were like mountains. "I said when Fang Dang was leaving, I will use my life to guarantee the lives of your younger brothers and sisters, as well as Hong Jing and others, and whoever wants to kill them must step on my corpse, I didn't do it, so I deserve to die. "I seem to have a little more strength in my body, and I actually said such a long paragraph in one breath.

"You are the son of the early housekeeper, the early housekeeper is as respectable and amiable to me as a father, do you think I won't watch you die, that's why you came?" Hong Jing's voice did not change, it was still cold.

He seemed to be a little excited when he arrived early, but his body couldn't bear too intense emotional ups and downs, and after shaking his body a few times, he lost his strength, slowly softened to the ground, and said hard: "It's easy to die, it's not easy to live." ”

At this time, Zheng Shou's figure appeared in the courtyard, and he looked over here, but Hong Jing pretended not to see it.

The relationship between Zheng Shou and Zao Guan is an old friend, and they have experienced the lowest period of Hong Jing together, at that time, as the people around Hong Jing, they were ostracized and bullied, and they were really friends in distress.

Zheng Shou actually knew that he had arrived early, but before Hong Jing had spoken, it was inconvenient for him to go directly to see the early arrival. Now he heard the conversation between Hong Jing and Zao Dao in the courtyard, and he was so anxious that he was really afraid that Hong Jing would be angry in his heart and kill the son of the ancients, but he grew up watching it since he was a child, if he really died like this, he would not live anymore.

In fact, he still knows very well in his heart that Hong Jing will definitely not die early, if not for anything else, just for the credit of the early manager, no matter what he does, Hong Jing will not kill him, from early to Gui when he is dying outside, the meridian sword will go out to save people.

But Zheng Shou thought so in his heart, but he still couldn't help but be anxious, he was now ready to rush in and plead for Zao, even if it was a life for a life.

How could Hong Jing not know Zheng Shou's thoughts? Hong Jing really wouldn't kill early.

There was a rare silence in the hall, and the sound of faint breathing seemed to start to get louder at this time, it was the sound of a hollow hole in the chest, and then the sound of being blown by a gentle breeze, there was nothing in it, and there was only air out and no air in, when a person's chest made such a sound, the person's soul may have been half gone, and even a small tail remained.

At this time, Zheng Shou in the courtyard rushed towards the hall like a cat with a tail stepped on.

Hong Jing sighed, stretched out his hand, and a gentle spring breeze blew into the body of the early arrival, and the throat that only had air out but no air intake made a rattling sound violently, and then the early arrival began to cough violently.

And Zheng Shoumeng, who had already arrived at the door of the hall, paused and glanced at Hong Jing gratefully.

For these, Hong Jingdu doesn't seem to see it at all.

Hong Jing looked at the early arrival: "You go, your fate Fang Dang won't want it!"

He coughed violently for a long time, and his face flushed unnaturally, obviously Hong Jing not only saved his life, but also helped him heal his injuries.

Arrived early but didn't leave, and stubbornly knelt down again, "I want to see Fang Dang, I want Fang Dang to allow me to live, so that I can leave here." ”

Hong Jing's face became not very good-looking, speaking of which, the most hated person in the world who arrived early was far from being Fang Dang, but because she was Hong Jing.

If it weren't for the early design to send Fang Dang into the Upper Netherworld, Fang Dang might still be in the mortal world now, their family of three lived a warm and sweet life, and there would be no Fang Dang who entered the Upper Netherworld and found two Taoist couples in just two years, it was early enough to cause her to lose her husband, and it was early enough to find her father and father.

Hong Jing was annoyed in his heart, but after all, he couldn't attack the son of the early manager, and the early management was too important to Hong Jing.

"Fang Dang is in retreat now, if you are willing to wait, just wait here!" Hong Jing didn't bother to say a word to the early arrival, stood up, and walked out of the hall with Fang Xun's father in his arms.

Father Xun stared at the early arrival kneeling on the ground with a pair of bright big eyes, and the early arrival looked like a curved straw, thin and withered, until the view was blocked by the wall, and the father did not withdraw his gaze.

Three days is neither long nor short, three days can do a lot of things, and three days can do nothing.

In these three days, Fang Dang sat on the sea of thoughts, motionless, he didn't have a single thought, it seemed that Fang Dang had done nothing in the past three days.

Fang Dang didn't even look at the surging sea below him.

Seeing that the three-day time was about to expire, Fang Dang finally opened his eyes slowly, but there was no ease on his face that the problem could be solved, on the contrary, Fang Dang's face had a wry smile.

He spent three whole days meditating, and in the meditation, he reconstructed a world, a world that was exactly the same as the outside, the only difference was that in this world, the Buddha statue did not say such words, and he still continued to do things with his original thoughts.

Then Fang Dang evolved into a world that cut out all kinds of possibilities, and in this world Fang Dang made all kinds of choices, killing Barry, letting Barry go, and even having offspring with Barry, etc., however, none of them could give Fang Dang a feeling of pointing straight to his heart.

It's like getting lost in a maze, and it's a terrible feeling.

Fang Dang promised Barley to give her a result within three days, but now that the time of three days is up, Fang Dang himself has not been able to give himself a result.

Fang Dang felt that even if he continued to evolve various possibilities in the spiritual world, he still couldn't ask his own heart, Fang Dang gathered away his distracting thoughts and walked out of his spiritual world.

Fang Dang opened his eyes and saw the beautiful face of Barley standing in the distance, obviously, Barley had been waiting for Fang Dang here for three whole days, she was waiting for Fang Dang's answer.

Fang Dang showed a headache expression, and when Barry saw Fang Dang's appearance, she seemed to know what Fang Dang was thinking.

"Looks like I should give you another three days!" Barry sneered and turned to leave.

Fang Dang groaned for a moment, looking at Barry's brisk turn around, something seemed to have been touched in his heart, and then Fang Dang said: "No need, even if you give me another three hundred years, I still can't figure it out!"

Barry turned around in surprise, looked at Fang Dang, looked at Fang Dang with inquiring eyes, and said, "You made a decision?"

Fang Dang suddenly smiled, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have asked you for three days, how can there be one thing in this world that can be calculated repeatedly in my heart, and I can go straight to my heart? ”

The bad guy in Fang Dang's mouth is naturally that Buddha statue, this Buddha statue is simply thorough to the extreme, and he just played with Fang Dang and applauded him in a single sentence, making Fang Dang almost fall into the trap of constantly weighing the future.

Once you get into this trap, it's too hard to climb out again. He Fang Dang was able to climb out of this quagmire, all thanks to Barry, it was Barley's crispness and cheerfulness that brought inspiration to Fang Dang, a woman can do this, but he, a dignified man, swayed from side to side for three days and couldn't make up his mind, this is simply a coward's behavior, when did he Fang Dang do things so carefully and when did he do things so cowardly?

Other Fang Dang didn't know, but if he continued to compare and calculate like this, whether he killed Barry or not would be secondary, and he Fang Dang himself would be driven crazy by himself, once he fell into this strange circle, not to mention the progress of cultivation, it was all wishful thinking to be able to maintain the current realm.

Cultivating immortals is like sailing against the current, this sentence is definitely not just a casual talk, cultivating immortals is even more rapid, if you can't move forward, you will be washed out of miles, tens of miles, or even hundreds of miles in an instant.

Fang Dang let go of his heart at this time, and the temperament of the whole person had an improvement, this improvement had nothing to do with cultivation, but for Fang Dang, it was the most important step in cultivation.

"I can't have a baby with you!, let's go!" When these words came out, Fang Dang's whole person seemed to be washed from the inside out, and all the filth was left behind.

Fang Dang didn't care about whether the decision he was making now was due to his intentions or was influenced by something, he could do whatever he wanted.

At least this Barrie, he can't kill it with his hands!

A woman who looks at you with that kind of affectionate eyes, can that man really be a killer?

Since he can't go down to the killer, and Fang Dang doesn't want to live with her, it is naturally better to drive the other party away, as for Barry, if she doesn't leave, Fang Dang also has a way.

Of course, Barry will not leave because of Fang Dang's words, Fang Dang is the only hope for the revival of the demon clan, and Barry will never give up even if she dies.

Barley laughed, but her voice was cold, the emotions in her heart were really not good, and the demonic energy on Barry's body began to roll out, and she waited for three days, and when she waited for such a result, it was no wonder that Barley was not angry.

Of course, getting angry is not the goal, defeating Fang Dang and asking Fang Dang to be obedient and have a child with her is what Barry is most concerned about now.

Fang Dang said helplessly: "Do you have to do it, isn't it good for us to get together and disperse?"

Barry snorted coldly, and her hands slammed together in front of her chest, which was a prelude to summoning a doppelganger.

Fang Dang suddenly spoke, and what he read in his mouth turned out to be the Earth Killing Machine, the Ground Killing Machine, this kind of magic power can fill the death of the Demon Saint, and it was also activated in this city, and in the blink of an eye, the entire city turned into white land, and the lives were devastated.

However, Fang Dang's methods have never been extremely measured, and Barry was at the most critical moment of casting her doppelganger technique, who knew that her feet suddenly fell violently, and the earth cracked a huge hole, directly engulfing her.

Of course, Barry would not watch herself fall into the underground abyss, and she didn't care about releasing her clone, and her body suddenly pulled up and wanted to break out of the ground, but Fang Dang spit out another sentence in his mouth: "Tianfa Killing!"

As soon as this sentence came out, it was even more amazing, in this mortal world, Fang Dang's Heavenly Hair Killing Machine was probably no one who could resist it!

Heaven kills, moving stars and changing houses!

Barley was about to get out of the subsidence, but suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, a bright starry sky appeared above her head, the starry sky rotated rapidly, Bally just looked at it and felt dizzy and disgusting, when Barley cheered up and resisted the feeling of dizziness and nausea, a pitch-black thing in the starry sky slammed down with a bang, and directly smashed Barrie who had just come out of the subsidence to smash back.

Then the earth began to shrink, as if it was alive, sticking and squeezing Barry, like a cage, holding Barry firmly!