After the death of the Heavenly Heart Demon Venerable, no one mentioned the matter of joining forces.

Wang Jian felt inexplicably relieved, maybe he had regained his soul, or maybe he had finally waited for the long-feared ending.

The next moment, Wang Jian felt that the space around him had become normal again. If the Heavenly Heart Demon Venerable is still alive, he may be able to move and escape.

Wang Jian didn't make any moves, and his grief was greater than his heart dying.

"Dao Chief, let's do it, in this life, apart from this body, I have not taken away anyone, nor have I had any incarnation. You don't need to kill all the time like you did in your previous life. ”

In his previous life, the incarnation he planted was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, causing an unknown number of killings. He himself had never done anything to mortals because of his background and parents, but those incarnations did not have this taboo.

To put it bluntly, they are just another individual with their own memories.

Every night, the memories of the avatar plunged him into one nightmare after another. Tianxin Demon Venerable thought that he had been killed too much so he collapsed, but in fact, what really made him collapse was what the incarnation did, and being killed was a relief.

It is equivalent to an ordinary person, pouring into the memories of 10,000 murderers.

"Why should I kill you?"

The familiar tone came, and Wang Lian bowed his head and replied: "Wang Lian has done many evils, killed countless people, and mutilated the people. There are countless people who have died because of me, and I don't know how many families have been ruined because of me. ”

Li Yiwang was silent for a long time, and after nearly three thousand years, his anger actually dissipated.

Looking at the events of that year, Wang Jian was forced at the beginning, and the inheritance of the Heavenly Heart Demon Venerable was not wrong, just like when he comprehended the Little Five Thunder Righteous Law.

What is wrong is greed, Wang Lian's two senior brothers are greedy, so they kill each other. Wang Lian's sect was greedy, so he didn't make a noise or chase it at first. Some people in the world are also greedy, so they join the follow-up hunt.

He saw his own shadow, so he was so angry, he didn't give face to all factions at all, and directly entered the sect of others, arrested him and asked the truth. If they participate in the pursuit, or indirectly instigate the killing on the spot.

As for how the various factions looked at it, Li Changsheng didn't have the mood to pay attention to it at that time, and his greatest mercy was to only kill the culprit. If they give shame, Li Changsheng doesn't mind killing one by one like he did back then.

He is not a pedantic person, let alone a good man, his original name was a demon.

After finding out all the truth, Li Yi went to find Wang Lian.

Does Wang Lian deserve to die?

Damn, even if it were to do it all over again, Li Changsheng would make the same choice.

At first, it was self-defense, and there was no problem, and Li Yi very much agreed with this behavior. But later, after gaining power, people become greedy and forget their roots.

Wang Jian began to attack innocent people, and many people were killed by him without even knowing his existence and never talking about him. Just for the sake of cultivation, while cultivating, he becomes a monster.

I have helped you repay the grievances you have suffered, and I will also cut off the sins you have committed.

But. After all, it was not heinous, and in the end he did not resist, only his incarnations.

"Past life causes, past life effects." Li Yiyou sighed leisurely, "Since you have repaid it in your previous life, then you and I have no cause and effect in this life, so you can do it yourself." ”

More than a dozen yellow-brown letters fell in front of him.

Wang Lian was stunned for a moment, looking at the letter, there were a few big words written on it [Wang Lian's personal enlightenment].

"This is the last letter your parents sent you, and it was still in the Feixian Gate back then."

Li Yi turned around and left, disappearing into the void.

The room fell silent, save for the sound of the clock clattering on the wall.

Wang Jian stretched out his hand to the letter, and as soon as he touched the yellow-brown envelope, he immediately took it back as if he had been electrocuted. Repeating this dozens of times, he finally held the envelope in his hand.

Both hands clenched the two horns tightly, and the body trembled uncontrollably. Although he knew that this was no longer the letter sent to him by his original parents, and his parents were long gone, the timidity was still there.

Open the first one.

[My son sees the letter as if he sees it:

This junior high school has been seeking immortals for ten years, and it is also the beginning of your growth and independence.

The second letter.

[My son sees the letter as if he sees it:

There is nothing to do at home, my younger brother is married, and he has a son named Shuwen. 】

The third letter.

[My son sees the letter as if he sees it:

I haven't seen a reply for several years, is my father worried about her safety? Hope for a reply. Daddy and mother want to eat well and dress well. 】

The fourth letter, this time the font became crooked, not because Li Yi did it on purpose, but because the words inside were of great significance.

[My son sees the letter as if he sees it:

The mother is literate, and she told her by handwriting. In the beginning of spring, your father fell and injured himself last year, and he has not healed yet, so he doesn't want to tell you, and he hopes to return to his hometown and hope that his son will eat well and dress well. 】

In the fifth, the font is also crooked, but it is different from before.

[My son sees the letter as if he sees it:

Dad is literate, put pen to paper. Your mother died on January 21 of the year of Gengyin, without illness and pain, and was buried in Yangpo, a rural area outside the city. Thinking about the time when your mother chased her son for ten miles, his wife said that she would be buried on the mountain and hope that you would return home. 】

Sixth.

[My son sees the letter as if he sees it:

Father's time is short, tell his brother to be buried next to your mother, don't worry about the family, eat well and dress well. 】

Tick!

The tears fell down the paper, and Wang Jian hurriedly wiped them, but the tears couldn't be controlled at all. He held his head high to keep the tears from flowing, and he blocked his eyes with both hands to stuff them back.

He wept aloud, holding the letter and weeping silently.

He no longer wants to become a god, he no longer wants to be the eight best in the world, he no longer wants to make a decision in heaven, he just wants to go home now, and he just wants to eat his parents' wontons in spring.

"Daddy, I don't want to cultivate immortals"

Outside, Li Yi stood at a height of ten thousand feet, and the bright moon in the sky was like his back.

He felt the surging qi machine below, and after discovering the magic in it, he couldn't help but nod and said:

"It's okay to turn into a god."

Many people will subconsciously link cultivation with the realm, but in fact the two are separate. The realm is a bottle, and cultivation is the water in the bottle, and how much it can hold depends on the realm.

If the environment allows, it is only a matter of time before Wang Jian breaks through the gods, but how happy he is may only know.

Li Yi stepped on the moonlight and left, and at this time his physical body had returned home and fell into a deep sleep.

The thinner others are in prison, and the richest man is getting stronger and stronger in prison (some foreshadowing is necessary, and I have tried to write it shorter.) If the first two chapters are not written, the rest will not be felt. It's still not good to have a small shrimp experience.,I'll try to enlarge this kind of chapter in the future)

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