Chapter 157: Conscience

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Hu Zhibin flashed in a hurry, staring at the phantom in front of him with vigilance, although he was only facing a figure transformed by a wisp of spiritual sense, but for some reason, it made him feel an incomparable aura of heaven and earth.

The phantom looks old, and it looks like he has reached the age of not being confused, but he does not show his wife at all, and his whole body exudes a powerful momentum that dominates the world, which makes Hu Zhibin dare not slack off at all.

With a slight salute, Hu Zhibin opened his mouth and asked, "But I don't know what the Qinglong seniors want?"

The Qinglong Phantom slowly withdrew his gaze from his divine thoughts, and looked at Hu Zhibin's wary expression, and couldn't help but smile.

"Hehe! The little guy seems to know the identity of the old man, well, the old man will not hide it, this time in addition to sending down the tribulation to show the test, there is also to fulfill a promise!"

Hu Zhibin listened intently, and did not ask, Qinglong nodded with satisfaction and continued: "As for the content of the promise, you don't need to know, you will know it in the future, I just want to ask you a question, you must answer truthfully!"

Hu Zhibin was a little puzzled, but he still admitted: "As long as the younger generation knows, he will not hide it from the senior." ”

Qinglong nodded, and a powerful momentum suddenly erupted from his illusory body and locked on Hu Zhibin's soul, making him suddenly feel like he was on the edge of the abyss, and his mind was a little uncertain.

Without waiting for Hu Zhibin to react, a mighty voice suddenly exploded in his sea of consciousness, Hu Zhibin instantly lost his mind, and only one voice continued to torture his heart.

"Why do you want to cultivate, and what is the purpose of cultivation?"

The voice was full of rebuke, and it seemed to have the magic of the group, which made Hu Zhibin fall into it, asking himself over and over again, asking about his original intention, and even more about his Dao heart.

As Hu Zhibin continued to ask himself, the divine soul that originally exuded dazzling light suddenly became a little uncertain, and even the heavenly soul and earth soul that he had just separated became a little dim and empty, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

Scenes of past experiences are like history repeating themselves, constantly appearing in Hu Zhibin's mind, and even the memories of his past life are flooding back, making him instantly return to the past and return to his hometown.

In a small living room, there is a portrait of a great man hanging on the opposite wall, and in addition to some simple furnishings, a 29-inch color TV on the desktop is the most valuable.

On the small table next to the side, there are a few simple meat and vegetarian dishes, and a family of three is eating and talking around the table, and the atmosphere is very warm.

I saw a young woman constantly sandwiching vegetables to the little boy on the side, and the man on the side was pouring himself a little wine, which was very delicious.

The man was also thirty years old, with a white face and a straight body, and he casually put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at the little boy and asked, "Son, Dad asked you, what are you going to do when you grow up in the future?"

The little boy looked like a tiger, with a pair of dark eyes revealing an aura, and when he heard the man's question, he swallowed the food in his mouth unhurriedly, and then replied to the man: "I want to be a PLA!"

"Why?"

"I want to be like my father, carry a gun to defend my family and country!"

"Haha! It's a good son of Dad, good job!"

The woman on the side looked at the man and laughed, couldn't help but look at him, then looked at the little boy and said: "Then you have to eat more meat, so that you can carry a gun and become a People's Liberation Army. ”

The little boy happily agreed, put the meat in his mouth, and chewed desperately, as if he could carry a gun if he really ate the meat, which made the men and women on the side happy, and kept holding the vegetables for the child.

The picture keeps flowing, and in a blink of an eye, the little boy has become a handsome guy, his tall figure is full of masculinity, and there is a hint of wisdom in his eyes.

On the lawn of a college campus, the young man sat side by side with a beautiful girl, only to hear the girl ask, "Bin, are you really going to be a soldier?"

The atmosphere was a little solemn, and it took a while for the young man to speak: "Well, I will be conscripted into the army the day after tomorrow, this has already been decided." ”

The girl's face was pale, and her star-like eyes glowed slightly under her slender eyelashes, which slipped down with a crystal teardrop, adding a bit of poignancy.

"Can't you change your decision for me?"

The girl's almost pleading words almost made the young man compromise and give up his childhood wishes, but after some struggle, he shook his head painfully and did not say anything more.

The beautiful girl had already burst into tears, looking at her lover in front of her with some desolation, and her eyebrows were full of reluctance and pain, but she still made a difficult choice.

"I respect your choice, I won't send you the day after tomorrow, cherish!"

The girl got up and ran into the distance, leaving a string of tears scattered by the wind that fell onto the grass and the boy's arm, and disappeared from the boy's blurred vision.

Staring at the tears with a trace of temperature on his arm, they kept flashing in the sun, like a girl's eyes staring at him, making the young man feel a heart-wrenching pain.

Gently twisted the tears with his fingers and put them in his mouth, a faint bitterness instantly filled the young man's heart, as if the girl's grief was also contained in it, making the pain in his heart more and more intense.

The appearance of this memory made Hu Zhibin, who had been in a fantasy realm, tremble suddenly, and there was a hint of struggle on his face, but he was soon lost in it.

In the uneven mud, the figure of the young man reappeared, dressed in a gray field uniform and crawling forward, his face full of sweat and mud mixed together, leaving only a pair of eyes full of fortitude.

In the first elite selection competition, the guy won the first place with excellent results!

The first time I entered the special forces for training!

Kill for the first time!

First ......!

Countless pictures crossed Hu Zhibin's mind like a passing cloud, among which the young man was himself, as the number of pictures increased, Hu Zhibin's struggle became more and more intense, and when the picture was fixed at the moment of his death, Hu Zhibin finally stopped indulging.

After death, he wanders like a lonely soul, snatching away and resurrecting!

The mysterious world of cultivation and the regain of the warmth of his relatives all brought Hu Zhibin a strong stimulus, and finally broke out completely at a certain moment.

Seeing that Hu Zhibin's uncertain divine soul, a bright light suddenly erupted, instantly expelling all the coercion, and the divine soul became extremely solid, and the illusory heavenly soul and earth soul no longer flickered, and stabilized again.

Hu Zhibin's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a dazzling light flashed through, looking at the blue dragon phantom in front of him full of determination.

"My cultivation is to explore the mysteries of this heaven and earth, in order to seek the ultimate in human beings!"

"I cultivate to protect my relatives, friends, and teachers, so that they can live freely and freely without any threat!" "I cultivate for the grace of the master, and with the friendship of master and apprentice!" "I cultivate ......!"