Compared to death, it is a beautiful thing to be able to live, and you can look at the scenery and walk the path in your spare time, which seems to be what ordinary people yearn for and do most often.

Monks are different, in addition to constantly getting close to the Dao, monks still continue to cultivate in order to achieve enlightenment, but this is such a sacred thing in the eyes of ordinary people.

It's just that when I hear that hundreds of thousands of people have lost their lives, people can't help but feel the fragility of life, the fragility of ordinary people's lives.

It's just that the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty, so how can he not say that it is cruelty among monks.

Everyone has heard that when the monks were fighting, it was not as simple as one person or two people who died, and they never thought that they would not witness it today, but they could still feel the coldness that penetrated into the depths of their hearts, and the cruelty, or cruelty to the extreme.

The mountain god, how powerful an existence, is the national beast of a country, and every year he will enjoy the incense of a country and be nourished by the fortune of the country, which is a powerful existence.

Mu Ming once killed the monks of the Wu clan with Mu Rufeng and others, which was the cultivation of the Transformation God Realm, even if they had just entered the Transformation God Realm, but several of them almost lost their lives.

Mu Ming really can't think of it, a country's mountain gods, cultivation is at least in the realm of unity, this realm is created out of thin air, turning stones into gold, and the void gives birth to lotus, but he is still imprisoned by others, if he loses his life, it is fine, but many people know that this mountain god will not die for a long time, at least until he sacrifices his blood and drains up, then in the middle time, this mountain god will suffer all the shame.

Mountain gods, most of them are spirits and the like, and only a few creatures were born in thousands of years, and they should have been the darlings of heaven and earth, but they died of humiliation and hatred because of a classic of mountains and seas.

Monks, even the national beast mountain gods, are fragile and pitiful in the face of death, and even more humiliating than mortals.

Alas!

A day has passed since the news announced by the academy, before Mu Ming received a message from the little monk and others, he immediately went down to Danfeng, his heart was full of anger, and he couldn't help but understand the authenticity of these news, but after hearing it seriously, Mu Ming couldn't say what he felt, he didn't know about many of the tribes that were attacked or exterminated, but fortunately, this kind of thing never happened in the Kingdom of God.

Kina suddenly felt fortunate that he was in the village deep in the wilderness, and he was far away from death.

Many of the monks were angry, all of them were young people, and they all had a wish in their hearts to maintain the stability of their homeland in the world, but many people's tribes were affected, and it was hard to imagine that the elders and elders who had encouraged themselves to practice a few days ago were suddenly poisoned, and even more, the tribal monks were all abolished and cultivated, which was a great hatred.

At that time, some people immediately cried bitterly and passed out in a coma, this is no different from extermination, if the monk loses his cultivation, the inheritance of the resources and mineral veins in his possession will be remembered, although at this time, he does not dare to do anything due to the deterrence of others, but in the future, he is waiting to be eaten.

Unless, hand over all these and become a slave to be sheltered, even if you become a mortal, you won't live for many days, without him, the establishment of any monk tribe is based on blood and fire, then there will naturally be enemies, what is the difference between becoming a mortal at this time and becoming an ant, being ruthlessly killed by the enemies of the past.

Brutal but true!

Originally, the monk was high, but in the blink of an eye, he stepped on the soles of his feet, and the great contrast made many disciples crazy, and they couldn't wait to return to the tribe immediately to take revenge, but what was the use of going back, they could only practice hard, looking forward to revenge in the future.

"What a sorrow, my monks, my family is destroyed and there is nothing I can do, I hate myself for being incompetent. ”

Some people cried, infecting many people, and a feeling of sadness permeated the academy, but no elder came out to stop and appease it, as if this emotion was allowed to permeate, allowing the seeds of revenge to sprout.

"Is it right or wrong?" Above Wufeng, the man in black asked the dean, who looked like a master.

The president was silent for a long time and did not answer.

"True or False?"

After a long time, the man in black asked again.

Looking back at the black-clothed man behind him who was very similar to himself, his eyes were soft, and he sighed lightly, the dean did not remain silent anymore, but replied: "There is no right or wrong, born in this world, from the moment you choose to practice, you are no longer a person in cultivation." ”

The man in black was stunned for a moment, but he stopped talking, he didn't practice alone, it could be understood as practicing with others, or it could be understood as practicing for many people, so naturally he could help many people decide what to do.

The dean didn't seem to see the man in black leave, but just muttered to himself, "Maybe I did something wrong, maybe I will be right in the future, but now I did something wrong." ”

The voice was inaudible, but the smile that the dean often wore at the corner of his mouth disappeared.

The sudden mountain peak under his feet suddenly trembled slightly, and a vague voice came out: "Yes, there is no standard, wrong, there is no standard, you are not only yourself, you are also a monk in this world, and the future is a leader, you are not only living in the fairy, you are still living in the future, living in the front of countless monks and countless creatures in the future, constantly opening up, constantly searching, what is wrong? It is not you who is wrong, it is the heart of the monk who is wrong, and the fault is the spirit itself." ”

The dean's body did not move, but he kept recalling a few words in his mind.

Yes, I acquiesced in this killing and plundering, but why didn't these people themselves be greedy in their hearts and stop it for a while, but are there still fewer killings in the past thousands of years?

This is the law of survival, it really exists, it is cruel and real, and it is extremely bloody.

After a moment, the dean asked, "Ancestor, how much has your cultivation recovered?"

The dean himself is a monk, so he is naturally a little thorough, and he may have lived for a long time, and he has already looked down on these.

The ground under his feet trembled again, and Weng Ming's voice came out again, saying: " When the Red Leaf Patriarch ordered me to suppress one of the ten fierce ghosts, I never thought that the war suddenly came, and I had to cut off my body to participate in the war, that battle was too dangerous, I was erased ninety percent of my cultivation, I should have died, fortunately, through the connection of the remnant, barely sleeping and surviving, however, it also led to the chaos of the remnant consciousness, returned to the primitive, and could not be fused with me, when the ancestor of the red leaves cherished my protector meritorious, personally under the fable, when the fable was realized, the cultivation can return, the body is complete, I never thought that today's fable reappeared. ”

The humming sound was low, but the dean couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard it, and hurriedly asked, "What fable? Isn't it in the academy?"

The buzzing sound came out again, and he said slowly: "In the place where the red tears fall, feel the pain of parting, bathe in the firstborn of divine light, carry the immortal obsession, in the seven-colored sky, feel the most mysterious color, that is the oldest blessing, assert in that mountain, meditate in that sea, is the new birth of everything." ”

The low hum is sung, an old ballad and an allegory.

"What does this mean?" Tianyun was puzzled, and his mouth followed the thought, but he didn't understand what it meant.

"Over the years, I have been thinking about it every day, even trying to find the answer, to verify the parable, and it is only when I wake up today that I understand the true meaning of the parable. ”

Tianyun's expression moved, and he said, "The Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

"Yes, but no. The mountain is not the mountain, and the sea is not the sea. If you really have a heart, the mountains and seas don't matter, it's just that kind word. ”

"Forget it, I still don't know. Tianyun shook his head, he didn't plan to know, but it was best to know that the mountain god under his feet could recover the combat power of the year, otherwise, how to protect this academy by himself.

The days are still going on, and there are still more than twenty days left in a month, but unlike the quiet of the previous days, the academy today is a little more depressed, and the reason goes without saying.

Danfeng is still as clean as ever, and the Danhuang is nowhere to be found, which makes Mu Ming look at the other peaks from afar, and see that the elders who have disappeared from other peaks suddenly appear, and they are still doing scriptures for the disciples, teaching supernatural powers, and the disciples of each sect are discussing from time to time, and the colorful supernatural powers are flashing from time to time, so it is not attractive.

Every now and then, Mu Ming sighed, isn't it true that he is like the herbs that spread all over the mountain, and he doesn't need to be taken care of by others, as long as he is quiet or can he cultivate into a positive fruit?

The answer is self-evident, and there seems to be only one answer.

Wu Lan continued to retreat, the day before yesterday she took some spars and some pills from Mu Ming and continued to resume her cultivation, Mu Ming was really curious about how much her cultivation was, why she hadn't recovered for so long?

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Ming secretly cursed himself in his heart, why did he think about it so much, couldn't he be idle?

However, before that, it was still refining a few furnaces of pills, but fortunately, Mu Ming's alchemy had been greatly improved, and after the cultivation of the fire spirit body, the time spent refining ordinary pills was extremely short.

Some common pills can be trusted at hand, such as solid spirit pill, spiritual fire pill, Urging Wood Pill, Crystal Pill, Wubu Dan, Qianye Dan, etc., these are common pills in the Danmu Sutra, refining is not difficult, each furnace of pills Mu Ming can refine twenty or thirty pieces, but the number of herbs consumed is not small, Mu Ming only realized at this time that he has a treasure mountain, Danfeng is this treasure mountain, and there are herbs everywhere.

However, refining these pills was not taken by Mu Ming himself, but by the giant egg in his body, which was the giant egg brought out of Broken Incense City.

This giant egg has been psychic, and since he saved Mu Ming that day, he has been sending out his thoughts, and there is only one thought in that thought, which is to take pills, even including poison pills.

The five-step pill is the poison pill, the toxicity is not weak, a monk in the Manifestation Realm can be in a coma for ten days if he eats a pill, if he eats too much, the cultivation is scattered, the Qianye Dan is more domineering, taking a pill, can make people's skin fall off piece by piece, like a leaf, so it is called Qianye Dan.

Kimina was startled at first, but at the constant request of the giant egg, he began to try to refine it, and after fusing a few originally non-poisonous herbs, it became such a poisonous elixir, but Kimina did not dare to try it, but he was convinced of his toxicity.

Because this is a record in the Danmu Sutra, and the senior brother and the second senior brother have tried to refine it, it is recorded around the Danfang, adding more herbs can make people's skin crack smaller and larger, or add more concentrated herbs, which can make the blood coagulate and fall off one by one.

After Mu Ming saw this Dan Fang, the first thought in his mind was that he almost tore this Dan Fang apart, but in the end, he didn't start, but began to refine, but Mu Ming was decent, and he didn't dare to add more herbs like his senior brother.

And this elixir will be refined almost every day, because the giant egg is very fond of it, and there is no problem at all after eating it, and the feeling of unfinished food makes Ki Ming's palms sweat, and he begins to wonder what kind of evil obstacle is inside the giant egg, and he can't poison himself if he eats poison, and he is addicted.

"Hey. ”

Abandoning many thoughts, Mu Ming shook his head, walked to the Danfang, and began the great cultivation of the poison master, but the pace was extremely slow, obviously, the path of the poison master was extremely difficult to walk, this trip, it was difficult to cultivate.