Chapter Eighty-Four: The Bronze Mirror

"Feng Yuanshan, you are originally from Yuzhou, and you have a wife and a son in your family. Fifteen years ago, your wife died, and two years later, your son died inexplicably. Since then, you have left Yuzhou and are nowhere to be found. I didn't expect you to change your name and come here. ”

Feng Kun's family experience Yu Xia already knew a rough idea, and when he heard Chen Dao say this, he nodded silently.

It seems that Chen Dao has already had some understanding of Feng Kun's details, and what he just said is not so detailed just from his face.

"In order to improve your cultivation, you killed your wife and preached the Tao, and after you tasted the sweetness, you killed your son again, and this kind of practice has already fallen into the evil way."

Chen Dao looked at Feng Kun expressionlessly, as if he was looking at a dead man, and said words without emotion.

Everyone present raised their heads in shock and looked at Chen Dao in unison.

But Chen Dao pursed his lips and fell silent at the moment, with no intention of speaking again.

"My wife obviously died of illness, and my son fell into the water and drowned, how could it be that I killed him!"

Feng Kun kept shaking his head and screaming, looking like crazy.

"Nonsense! Nonsense! ”

"What you say is false! It's all fake! I don't believe it! ”

Compared with Feng Kun's hysteria, Chen Dao seemed very calm, or indifferent. Listening to Feng Kun's argument, he continued to speak lightly.

"Your wife died unjustly, and her soul did not dissipate after her death, but she saw with your own eyes how you poisoned your own son. Later, her soul happened to be encountered by a mysterious master of our Daoyuan Hall and told us about her grievances. ”

Feng Kun suddenly spurted out another mouthful of blood, and black gas began to entangle on his face again.

Yu Xia's eyelids jumped, and he immediately took out a requiem that he had prepared for the evil man and pasted it on him, and cast an exorcism spell on him.

The entangled black qi gradually stagnated, and then slowly dissipated, and Feng Kun's godless eyes regained their clarity.

"We have already examined the bodies of your wife and children, and they did die under your pen."

Chen Wei glanced at the jade pen that had fallen aside, it was Feng Kun's usual weapon.

Feng Kun still kept shaking his head, his brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself, "Impossible, impossible." If I did all this, why didn't I have any impressions? ”

Feng Kun's expression didn't seem to be fake, and the people present were also a little puzzled, until Chen Dao spoke.

"That's because you forcibly tampered with your own memories."

"You have been trapped in the second rank for a long time, so you killed your wife to break through the bottleneck and be promoted to the third grade. Immediately after that, you find that your cultivation is not progressing, so you repeat your old trick and kill your son. However, this time it was not so lucky, and after killing your son, your cultivation was still stagnant, so you felt remorse. ”

"You don't want to accept the fact that you sacrificed your wife and children to fall into evil cultivation but still stopped at the realm of the three grades, your Dao heart was damaged, and you were about to go mad, so you cast a soul trick on yourself and tampered with your own memory."

Chen Dao's tone was flat, as if he was saying something insignificant, but the truth revealed in his words made everyone present change their complexions.

Such a ruthless and appalling thing was really done by this gentlemanly and high-demeanor Mr. Feng?

Feng Kun couldn't help shaking his head, even if he had a requiem to protect his sanity, he still couldn't stop looking crazy, and he almost collapsed.

Chen Wei was indifferent to Feng Kun's reaction, only took out a bronze mirror, and recited the mantra lightly, the mirror flashed, and the mirror seemed to have a wave of water, and then two figures appeared out of thin air in the mirror.

The elegant man stood intimately with a woman holding a child, the woman bowed her head and coaxed the child, and the man bent down to whisper something in her ear. A gentle smile curled into the corners of the woman's mouth, and her cheeks were slightly red. The man's hand hanging on the other side was quietly raised, holding a pen in his hand.

This mirror is called a mirror, and it is a magic instrument that carries the true memories of a person's soul.

Thinking that this is the memory of Feng Kun's wife, she extracted this memory fragment from her soul and stored it in the mirror, which became the most powerful evidence.

What Chen said is true.

Feng Kun cried and laughed, as if he was happy and sad.

Everyone present also looked unbearable, and their eyes at Feng Kun were very complicated.

Such a personable and virtuous person is such a heartbroken person! can be so cruel to his wife and children!

Yu Xia's mood is also a little complicated, people in the Xuanmen Sect should pursue higher cultivation, but this should be based on the perception of the Heavenly Dao.

Even if you cultivate and improve through the crooked and evil path, it is temporary, and if you go against the way of heaven, you will never find the way.

"You tampered with your memory to avoid damage to your Dao heart, and it was effective in the short term, but whether you relied on the evil method to advance, and if you want to practice the original exercises to improve your cultivation, it is impossible."

Chen Wei was not moved in the slightest when he saw Feng Kun's miserable appearance, but calmly continued to narrate the cruel truth.

"That's the reason why no matter how much you have cultivated over the years, you haven't made any progress in your cultivation."

"Relying on your original exercises, it will be useless for you to practice for another ten or eight years, and you can only stop here for the rest of your life."

As soon as Chen Wei's voice fell, Feng Kun finally couldn't bear it, and with a puff of blood mist, his eyes were blank, and his face immediately paused.

For Feng Kun, the realm has always been an obsession in his heart. He was promoted to the second rank before he was twenty years old, and he was coldly regarded by his peers. After swallowing his anger for three years, he finally couldn't help but have other thoughts, and since then he has embarked on a road of no return.

He was so embarrassed about Yu Xia, but he just wanted to add the humiliation he had suffered to others at the beginning.

And now, Chen Dao told him such a cruel truth.

It turns out that he has already driven himself to a dead end?

After so many years, his hard work and cultivation was actually in vain?

This is where you want to stay for life......

It will also be abolished and put in a water prison......

Scold......

Case......

Then don't think about it!

Feng Kun's eyes changed suddenly, and his aura suddenly rose steadily, and the rich black qi spread again.

"Not good! He's going to blow himself up! ”

Baili Yexi's eyelids jumped, and he immediately withdrew five zhang away, and his subordinates were not idle, opening the folded umbrella and blocking it as a shield.

No one expected Feng Kun to make such a move.

He was already seriously injured, and the acupuncture points were sealed, and his arms couldn't be used, he thought that he would no longer be a threat, but he didn't expect that he would fight for his life not to choose the practice of burning jade.

Feng Kun's move was sudden, Yu Xia couldn't react for a while, she was already seriously injured, and the self-defense around her had already been exhausted, and there was nothing she could do, when suddenly a soft exercise wrapped around her waist and pulled her back.

There was a loud "bang", the ground trembled three times, and Feng Kun's whole person exploded in place, black gas rolling, blood and flesh splashed, and scattered into the surrounding soil.

The power of the self-explosion was very powerful, and a large black crater appeared in Feng Kun's position, as if an artillery piece had fallen here.

A third-grade Xuan Master turned into a mess of flesh and blood in the blink of an eye.

Yu Xia remembered that Feng Kun's face was black and full of gas, and there was going to be a catastrophe, and she also reminded her, but she didn't expect the ending to be so tragic.

It can be seen that the road to the Tao is not smooth, and if you make a slight mistake, you may never recover.

Yu Xia Kankan dodged Feng Kun's self-detonation attack, turned his head to look at Chen Dao beside him, and whispered thank you.

Then he immediately turned his head and looked for the location of the two messengers.

"They're fine, the Divine Spirit Talisman has protected them." Chen Daodao.

Feng Kun is the end of the strong crossbow, even if he blows himself up, it is impossible to compare to the full force of the Wupin Xuantai. But Yu Xia was seriously injured, and there must be no means of self-protection.

Yu Xia looked at the two messengers, and saw that they were covered in flesh and blood, trembling in place, their eyes were frightened, and they looked embarrassed, but they really had no worries about their lives.

Yu Xia came back to his senses, was he explaining the reason why he only saved himself?

But how did he learn that the two servants had the Divine Descent Talisman?

As if sensing her doubts, Chen Wei explained patiently and rarely, with a smile on his lips.

"Xiao Ye is the most generous, and he is used to giving people a life talisman in advance."