The old beggar clutched his chest, and the blood in his chest kept flowing outward, and the old beggar felt that his body was getting colder and colder.

Shi Qi looked at the old beggar expressionlessly, and the ice sword in his right hand was still inserted in the old beggar's chest.

Shi Qi held the sword and slowly approached the old beggar, and the ice sword advanced another inch.

The old beggar felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he slowly fell to the ground as Shi Qi approached.

"Little ...... Little fellow Daoist, spare my life......"

Shi Qi was still expressionless and didn't say a word.

After the old beggar fell to the ground, Shi Qi let go of his right hand holding the ice sword and slowly raised it into the air.

"Draw the ground as a prison...... Ice ......"

A blue ice hockey ball instantly surrounded Shi Qi and the old beggar in the middle.

Su Xiaomu frowned, she could only see a huge ice ball from the outside, and she couldn't see what was happening inside.

"Ahh Suddenly, Su Xiaomu lost her voice, and then she covered her mouth.

Because she saw the blue-white ice hockey puck like a crystal, and suddenly there was a touch of red, as if red paint had been poured from the inside of the puck.

In an instant, there was another touch of red, and the red was still increasing, and the whole puck was almost dyed blood red.

Inside the puck of ice hockey.

Shi Qi held an ice blade in each hand, and was slashing frantically at the old beggar at this time, and with each slash, red blood gushed out and splashed on the ice ball.

Shi Qi slashed frantically, and his whole body was already dyed red with blood, including those eyes!

The old beggar had long since died, but Shi Qi was still venting his anger frantically, slashing down one by one.

After a stick of incense......

The ice hockey ball dispersed, and Su Xiaomu saw Shi Qi walk out from the inside, only to see that Shi Qi had changed into a white robe, spotless, and there was nothing in the ice hockey, Su Xiaomu felt like he had just had a nightmare.

"Big ...... Big brother ......," Su Xiaomu muttered.

Shi Qi walked towards Su Xiaomu and smiled with a trademark sunny smile, then he touched Su Xiaomu's head and said, "Let's go, let's send the old man home." ”

With that, Shi Qi put all the things of the small tea stall in the Qiankun bag, then stepped forward, picked up an old man in one hand, and slowly walked onto the path next to him.

Su Xiaomu did not hesitate and followed closely.

Shi Qi hugged the old man, his face was expressionless, he didn't know what had just happened, he thought.

I only remember that I was angry, and then I lost consciousness and control of my body, and in the haze, I only remember that I frantically slashed the body of the old beggar with an ice knife, and then the corpse, I don't know how many knives I chopped, until the old beggar turned into dust alive, and then stopped.

After stopping, Shi Qi regained consciousness, only to see that he was covered in blood, and the entire inside of the ice hockey was also stained red with blood, and his wings had been retracted at some point.

Shi Qi felt retching for a while, hurriedly called the water to rinse himself off, changed his clothes, and then scattered and walked out.

What happened to me just now?

Is it your own original demonic nature?

I do not know......

Shi Qi walked on the mountain path step by step, slowly calming down his mood, the life in the market made him experience the warmth and coldness of the world, he has always only sought self-preservation, never harmed others, and even after being brought to the island by the Egret real person, he is also concentrating on cultivation.

Shi Qi felt that he was not a kind and upright person, nor was he a saint, but he was not a traitor, he had seen the life and death of the world, and he had seen the destruction of his family, which could not affect his heart.

But when someone lost his life because of himself, Shi Qi was shaken, and at this moment he was even thinking, what is life?

When an individual's life is at the mercy of others at any time, is it still called life?

Of course, being strong can protect itself, but there is also strength on top of strength, so what is the meaning?

Shi Qi was suddenly a little confused, what is the purpose of cultivation? Lifespan? Is it to eliminate mortal ailments and live forever? However, this is a very rudimentary goal, and when this goal is accomplished, one pursues a higher realm or pursues stronger abilities. Cultivating the realm of one is the realm of the other, and the other is cultivating. Cultivation is purely for the sake of survival for the strong. That realm? The realm of simplicity can make people have no desires and no desires.

I do not know......

"Big brother...... Big brother! ”

When Shi Qi fell into deep thought, he suddenly heard a call.

Su Xiaomu just followed closely behind Shi Qi, and when he saw that Shi Qi frowned and didn't say a word, and even his eyes were a little confused, he called out.

Shi Qi came back to his senses, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out, and he was almost unstable just now.

I think too much, I am a casual person, why should I rise to the level of idealism, just be yourself!

Shi Qi had just almost escaped into the mind of a Qing cultivator!

Shi Qi heard from his master Egret Zhenren that many cultivators would escape into the thinking of a Qing cultivator and become a Qing cultivator in the process of cultivation.

The so-called cultivators, without desires, without desires, without thoughts, like a stone, when the evil path was fighting, the pure cultivators of the righteous path and the demon sect did not have any resistance, they sat there quietly, and let the enemies whose realm was several levels lower than them cut off their heads.

At that time, Xiao Qi asked the Egret Zhenren: "Why do people want to be pure cultivators?" ”

Egret Zhenren smiled: "This low-level question, I also asked others back then, and he told me: Qing cultivators are destined to be caused by the instability of the Dao heart, they pretend to see through everything, they have no desires, no desires, and even life doesn't matter, but if people don't have life, what's the use of sublimating your thoughts?" Buddhism has a theory of karma, which is the same as Taoism, and the heart is demonic. In my own opinion, there are several kinds of pure cultivators, one is the one whose mind is like ashes, they are immersed in their own self, they see the world with their original self, and everything is nothing more than that. Another is that he is too smart, and his cultivation has not kept up, but he has comprehended the Tao in the realm, and he likes this kind of quiet thinking, and he is immersed in it, looking at everything around him, like grass and trees. There are also those who can break through life and death, they are not afraid of life, they are not afraid of death, they already have the answer to life and death in their hearts, and then look at the world and find that they can't find it. ”

Egret Zhenren continued, "I then asked, what is going on in the mind of the Qing cultivator? He told me: you should ask them, but unfortunately those who know the answer are not interested in answering your question. Those who will answer your questions are not puritans. ”

The Egret Zhenren looked at the sky and muttered, "Then I asked one last question, how can I avoid becoming a pure cultivator during my cultivation?" ”

Xiao Qi nodded: "Master, I want to ask too." ”

Egret Zhenren turned his head to look at Shi Qi: "If you are afraid that you will become a Qing cultivator, you will not become a Qing cultivator, because you are afraid." It's normal to be afraid of death, and when you don't seek to live or die one day, you are going mad. ”

Xiao Qi seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and scratched his head.

Egret Zhenren touched Xiao Qi's head and said with a smile: "You little clever ghost, there is no one more afraid of death than you." ”

Xiao Qi smiled and asked, "Master, who is that 'he'?" ”

The egret didn't answer, but looked at the sea level quietly, and after a long time, he said to himself, "Yes, who is he...... Is he okay......"

-------------------------------------

"Big brother, are you okay?" Su Xiaomu called again.

Shi Qi jumped out of his memory, turned back to Su Xiaomu and smiled: "If you can't do anything with me, you can eat the delicious food yourself!" ”

Su Xiaomu saw Shi Qi joking with herself, and knowing that Shi Qi was fine, she stuck out her tongue and grimaced at Shi Qi. didn't know that in this short period of time, Shi Qi thought about so many things in his heart.

The two walked along the mountain path.

There's no need for a map, no need to ask for directions, and the wheel prints on the dirt beneath their feet do a great job of pointing them in the right direction.

The two old men went out to the stall day after day, pulling the farm cart for an hour every day, day after day, although they are now gone, the wheel prints on the dirt in the mountains are their symbol.

Turning over the hillside, Shi Qi and Su Xiaomu came to a small village, Shi Qi stood in front of the village, looking at this small village with only a few dozen households, and sighed in his heart.

Shi Qi followed the wheel print and came to the door of a small tile house, and Shi Qi knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and a little girl about seven or eight years old pushed it open, and stood in the house, the little girl was wearing a coarse cloth coat, although simple, but very clean.

Shi Qi: "Children, are your adults at home?" ”

The little girl shook her head: "They're on the farmland, huh?" Grandparents? ”

The little girl saw the old man in Shi Qi's arms and asked, "What's wrong with them?" ”

Su Xiaomu lowered his head on the side and did not speak.

Shi Qi said: "Grandparents are asleep, don't wake them up." ”

The little girl put her finger on her mouth and whispered, "Yu'er knows that Yu'er is the most well-behaved and can't wake up her grandparents." ”

Shi Qi entered the door, put the two old men on the bed, and looked at the simple but clean rooms around him, Shi Qi's heart was sour, not a taste.

Shi Qi took out a pen and paper from the Qiankun bag and wrote a letter: "Today, Shi Mou was drinking tea in front of the second old tea stall and was chased and killed by the enemy. I am ashamed, and now I will send back the body of the second elder, and ask you to mourn, there is no way to resurrect the life of the second elder, so I have to leave some money to apologize......"

Writing this, Shi Qi thought for a while and looked at the little girl: "Yu'er, do you know how to read?" ”

Yu'er said happily: "Yu'er recognizes!" Daddy sent Yu'er to the school! ”

Shi Qi looked at Su Xiaomu, Su Xiaomu understood Shi Qi's thoughts at a glance, she took out the "Taichu Chu Chu Method" from her arms and handed it to Shi Qi: "I have finished reading it, and I have forgotten to give it to you." ”

Shi Qi smiled at Su Xiaomu and handed the "Taichu Chu Chu Method" to Yu'er: "Yu'er, my brother gave you this book to read, you must study it well." ”

Yu'er took the "Taichu Chu Chu Method" and smiled at Shi Qi: "Thank you, big brother." ”

Shi Qi nodded and continued to pick up the pen.