As these words came out of Feng Yi's expressionless face.

Feng Yi's eyes were full of indifference.

Then his eyes drooped slightly, looking at Luo Zijing on the ground.

At this moment, his indifferent appearance seemed to be high up, looking down on the ruthless Heavenly Dao of all beings.

It seems that for him, Luo Zijing on the ground is like a humble ant, and Luo Zijing's pleading, Luo Zijing's pain, for him, has no meaning at all.

Demonic!

What is a demon?

Those who fall into the five obsessive karma are demons.

Those who kill their relatives and self are demons.

Destroy benevolence and kill the living as demons.

At this moment, Feng Yi has fallen into the devil's path at all, he is a great Confucian, but he is also a demonic Confucian!

But even so, what is even more unbelievable is that there is not the slightest demonic aura emanating from his body.

It's just a surging surge, if it's a raging wave.

"You don't have half of the righteousness in your heart, you have fallen into the devil!"

Hui Jue said word by word towards Feng Yi.

But when his words fell, Feng Yi was still unmoved.

His face was expressionless.

There didn't seem to be any words that could ripple the waves in his heart.

"Benevolence?"

"Demonic?"

"Little monk, you are too naïve. ”

"You have no good heart, but you are full of mercy. ”

"Like you, it's just stupid, it's not as good as a newly enlightened child from my Muxian family. ”

"Benevolence and righteousness are never absolute, but relative. ”

"Kindness, too. ”

"Maybe in your eyes, I killed some poor and sour talents and scholars, and robbed them of their literary temperament. ”

"But for future generations, I did the right thing. ”

"For me, our fathers and ancestors are doing the right thing. ”

"If it weren't for their efforts and their dedication, where would we have the honor and glory we have today? Similarly, if I don't do these sinful and dirty things that seem to you, how can they ensure that the glory of the family can continue in the future?"

"The ancestors, Buddhas, and Taoist ancestors, in those who have been buried in history, they have killed more creatures than you think. ”

"This world was originally a world of all races. ”

"And now?"

"Isn't it the sages and saints of our human race who slaughtered other races?!"

"Saint, saint, why is it called a saint?!"

"Because they are the saints of the human race. ”

"For other races, aren't the saints of the human race just bloody demons with bloody hands?!"

Saying this, Feng Yi paused slightly,

"Righteousness and kindness have always been selfish. ”

"Those who die can only blame themselves, their ancestors, for being too incompetent, allowing them to fall to the bottom of this society and become a stepping stone for others. ”

"Don't talk about Mu County, little monk, looking at the world, there are many more such things than you think. ”

And that's the reality. ”

"That's the truth. ”

After Feng Yi's words were finished, Fu Qingxiao still just looked at him coldly and didn't say a word.

And Huijue opened his eyes.

His eyes were cold.

"Your kindness and righteousness are so selfish. ”

"So what?"

Feng Yi asked rhetorically.

"My goodness and righteousness do not exist for you. ”

"I am standing here for Mu County, for the prosperity of the families of the sons of Mu County. ”

With Feng Yi's words fell.

From his body, the terrifying Haoran righteousness turned into a tsunami and surged in.

The long robe and high crown on his body did not flutter in the slightest.

Feng Yi stood on the ground, he didn't seem to be a very tall figure, but at this moment, to Huijue and them, it seemed like an incomparably tall giant.

The boundless majesty was suppressed, and there was a feeling that people's hearts were about to collapse.

The gap is too big!

Huge even at this moment, under such an astonishing coercion, Huijue was a little unable to stand.

The blood toad controls the blood pool, which is enough to match the thousand-year-old demon king, and Huijue can face it calmly.

But in front of Feng Yi, Huijue only felt that the other party could crush himself just by relying on the coercion of Haoran righteousness.

Confucianism.

He is a master of cultivating the three immortal realms of Confucianism, virtue, meritorious service, and speech.

A Confucian Confucian's shot is enough to break the rival of the Daomen Great True Man!

Where is the little monk who has only attained the second fruit position that he can contend with.

If he has attained the Three Fruit Fruit Position, he may still have the qualifications to compete with Feng Yi.

But if he wants to defeat Feng Yi, he is afraid that he only needs to have the realm of sitting firmly in the Three Fruits and seeing the Four Goa Arhats in order to have hope.

It's just that even so, knowing that he was definitely not Feng Yi's opponent in front of him, at this moment, under such amazing coercion, Huijue did not retreat, but took three steps forward.

The terrifying pressure came like a tidal wave, as if it wanted to crush his whole being.

But Huijue's eyes were still looking at Feng Yi,

"If, this is your way, your way of being a saint, you can turn demonic nature into righteousness, then the little monk can also turn demonic karma into Buddha nature. ”

The words fell, and from Huijue's eyes, they had become cold.

revealed a chilling killing intent.

Then a strange smile seemed to sound from his side,

"Monk, as I said, if you become a demon, I am you. ”

"Now that you have entered the Demon Path, you are me. ”

"Ahaha!!"

A crazy laugh sounded from Huijue's mind.

But in Huijue's heart, there was not the slightest wave.

He closed his eyes again.

Then it opened as if at random.

Only when he opened his eyes this time.

The pupils in Huijue's eyes had disappeared, his eyes had become pitch black, and those eyes looked extremely terrifying, giving people an indescribable sense of foreboding.

Not only that, from Huijue's face and hands, Sanskrit words like pitch-black tadpoles spread, covering his whole body.

Call~!

Red lotus karmic fire burned from Huijue's feet.

The karmic fire swirled, turning the gray monk's robe on his body into a red robe.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

The faint sound of the Buddha's horn sounded, without the slightest compassion and peace, only coldness.

It was even colder than Feng Yi's voice.

Huijue's dark eyes looked directly at Feng Yi, his left hand pinched a flower seal, and his right hand pinched a sentient being's seal.

Looking at Hui Jue's appearance, Feng Yi's face finally had some expression.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his indifferent gaze seemed to finally take a serious look at Huijue.

But after looking at it, Feng Yi spoke,

"Abandon the Buddha and become a demon?"

"For the sake of short-term cultivation and improvement, he cut off his future. ”

"Ridiculous. ”

"For this official, what is the difference between you now and you just now?"

"And that's the answer you gave to the officer?"

"It's stupid. ”