"Your eyes are like smelting, and you are full of resentment, you are the demon cultivator that Wu Zhong said." Lu Xing's voice fell into the ears of the listener, as if he was hiding a sharp edge.

"Who!" He Xingsi looked around, and his gaze stopped in front of the building, where there were two white clothes.

"Tan Jing, Lu Xing!"

"How is it possible, this underground palace was opened by my own hands, how did you get in?"

He Xingsi retreated as he spoke, wanting to take the opportunity to slip away, but suddenly remembered that there was Han Rui waiting behind him, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he could only admit his mistake, otherwise, with Lu Xing's sword intent, even Qi Mu of the half-step Great Confucian Realm would die, how could he fight against it.

"Disciple He Xingsi, I have seen Senior Sister Tan, meet the prince!" When the words fell, He Xingsi first bent down and bowed, and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Demon cultivation is not my wish, the middle-aged family is poor, and my mother is seriously ill. The disciple has been in the cold for ten years, but he can't save his mother, so he can only change his name to He Chilian and cultivate demons to save his mother. He Xingsi kowtowed again, his tone was heavy, as if he was talking from his heart.

He Xingsi didn't dare to raise his head, winning the forgiveness of Lu Xing and Tan Jing was his only way out.

"Today, the disciple is willing to abolish his cultivation, start from scratch, read the books of the sages, and cultivate his spirit."

"I hope that the prince and sister will give their disciples a chance, a chance to set things right and mend their ways." He Xingsi kowtowed again, this is three kowtows.

This scene was seen by Lu Xing and Tan Jing, and He Xingsi's series of actions were to save his life, but there may be some sincerity in his words.

"What do you think? This is a family matter of your college, and I can't make decisions for you. Lu Xing bent down and picked up the sword raising gourd on the ground, he had already looked at the white face of He Xingsi's two hands, they were all calluses, and the poor family should not be lying. What Lu Xing was really interested in was the warm palm that handed him a note, since He Xingsi was not, could it be another demon cultivator?

Tan Jing frowned, her beautiful eyes were shining, and she seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, "He Xingsi, He Chilian, the two names before and after are good." When you decided to become a demon cultivator, you should have made the same decision as you do today, that day was for your mother's life, and today was for your own life. Send you a word, the gentleman is looking for the eight ends, you are looking for filial piety and forgetting shame, the gentleman does not hesitate to die, you forget the faith for the sake of life. ”

Tan Jing stepped out, her hands hanging in front of her chest, her body leaning slightly and a little rickety. She is like a river-talking, like a master who follows the rules.

"Do you think I don't know? If you want to kill a demon cultivator, every time you ascend to the realm, you have to block the lives of others, whether it is to cover up the heavenly opportunities or steal the number of people's lives, it is all a matter of theft, and thieves are also thieves. ”

He Xingsi looked at Tan Jing, who was walking towards him step by step, and didn't dare to straighten his waist, or even look at Tan Jing's gaze. The so-called demonization is a matter of thought. He fell into this way, and knew that what he had done was evil, and he could not regret it.

"How can I forgive you? Or will you and I go to your old mother, sit down and speak, and see how she forgives you? ”

Tan Jing stopped in front of the archway, and He Xingsi was only separated by a door plaque, both of them were dressed in white, but they were one Chen and one new, as if separated by a world.

"Your sins, I don't have to judge, when you ask the law of the country, ask the family rules, or you keep your heart in your heart, what you have done, can you forgive yourself?"

Every word seems to be like an axe chiseling open He Xingsi's heart, and it is also chiseling out the memories of his past ten years, and the past jumps into his mind, leaving two lines of tears and a dull kowtow.

"Master, yes...... Do you want to force me to death He Xingsi? ”

"After six years of demon cultivation, I killed three people, but none of them are good stubble!"

"Once you pass through the door of death, you must observe life and death to break your heart, so as to draw out the demonic energy. I killed a barefoot doctor in the village, who was a comatose doctor, and my mother was sickened by his medicine. The second realm shatters the mortal body, and it is necessary to fuse the roots and bloodlines of others, so as to shape the body with demonic energy. I killed two horse bandit leaders, both of whom were butchers who killed innocents indiscriminately and did not care for their lives. ”

Not far away, Lu Xing listened to He Xingsi's words and fell into deep thought.

"One realm passes through the door of death, and the second realm shatters mortal bodies. Who created such a cultivation method that breaks the lake of the heart and attracts demonic qi and occupies the blood and roots of others? Those who can create this method, if they are willing to follow the right path, will definitely be able to leave a name for eternity. ”

"Cultivating demons and cultivating demons, in the final analysis, is just to strengthen oneself, that is, the means are too extreme, the three religions are not forgiven, and the law is not tolerated."

The palace fell silent for a long time, and Tan Jing seemed to think for a long time, until those beautiful eyes became bright again, and she spoke again, as if she had cleared her thoughts.

"He Xingsi, tell me your mother's life and address, and when I go out, I will have someone take care of your mother and let her enjoy her old age in peace."

"You have fallen into the devil deeply, and your sins are unforgivable, if you have a trace of clarity in your heart, then draw your anger to self-determination. I will build a mound for you, which can be regarded as the end of your ten-year cold window. ”

Two rays of demonic qi poured out of He Xingsi's eyes, and two drops of blood and tears fell, and the demonic qi in his whole body dissipated, and his eyes were exceptionally clear.

"Disciple He Xingsi, thank you for your grace, and you are willing to judge yourself."

…… This is the last sentence, He Xingsi knelt on the ground, his waist was straight, his eyes were clear, and he looked up at the sky. When he was born, he couldn't straighten his waist, and when he died, he finally didn't have so many restraints.

"He should have been a disciple who could enter the academy......" Tan Jing closed her eyes, tears fell from her cheeks, and she couldn't bear it.

Lu walked to Tan Jing's side and patted her on the shoulder to show comfort: "If He Xingsi is telling the truth, he is also a hard-working person. When he dies, he carries the arrogance of a scholar, which is not a shame. ”

Tan Jing sighed lightly: "Because of this, I am a pity. Every time there is a great chaos in the world, there will be a resurgence of demon cultivation, and the three academies have spent eight hundred years dealing with demon cultivation, but they can't completely eradicate it. ”

"Could it be that there is a demon in this world?" Lu Xing asked.

Tan Jing said: "Yes, the patriarchs of the three sects also think so, but they can't find their avenue for a long time. If you can find the hiding place of the Demon Dao, there is no place for the Demon Dao in Kyushu in the world. ”

Witnessing He Xingsi's self-determination this time, Lu Xing was quite emotional, shook the sword raising gourd in his hand, and muttered in his heart: How can there be a gourd that does not contain wine, and when it goes out, it will definitely dig a big pit in the valley and load a lake of elixir and jade liquid.

"Boom!" The main gate of the palace, which had been opened with a crack, was lit up by a cloud of majestic light, and the gate slowly moved to the left and right.

"Senior Sister Tan! On land! An exclamation fell, and more than a dozen figures appeared in the gate, led by Han Rui.

Han Rui walked over, most of the disciples behind him were embarrassed, and they looked excited after seeing Lu Xing and Tan Jing, but no one dared to walk better than Han Rui.

Lu Xing saw it in his eyes and muttered in his heart: Wendao Ruins, Han Rui has already established his prestige among the disciples. It's a pity that Han Rui is the third son of the Ministry of Shangshu, and he can only be a courtier of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty by nature, and he can't win over to the north.

"It's ...... He Xingsi? Han Rui stopped in front of the archway of "sincerity" and said in surprise.

Lu Xing nodded, couldn't bear Tan Jing to mention the sad thing again, and took the initiative to say: "He Xingsi is a demon cultivator, admit his mistakes and repent, and then cut himself." ”

The disciples who followed exclaimed in amazement, exchanging heads and ears.

"This is Senior Brother He, after Senior Brother Han called Senior Brother He away alone, he didn't come back."

"I can't think of it, I can't imagine that Senior Brother He has fallen into the devil. Alas, you and I are fortunate enough to step into the ruins of Wendao, so why bother. The poor disciple felt sorry for this, and tears unconsciously hung up in the corners of his eyes.

The disciples of the academy looked at each other, and suddenly an exclamation sounded: "He Xingsi is a disciple of the cold sect, no wonder......"

"What do you say! You-" A disciple of the Han Sect pulled out the long sword at his waist, the sword was cold, and the sword light was compelling.

"On weekdays, it doesn't matter if you don't look down on the disciples of the poor sect, today He Xingsi repented and self-judged, in the eyes of my disciples of the poor sect, there is no shame! There is no room for your verbal humiliation! ”

The contradiction between the Hanmen and the disciples of the academy really runs through the upper and lower levels, not only between the imperial court, but also between ordinary disciples...... Lu Xing didn't want to provoke the contradictions between Confucian disciples, so he secretly took a step back, but Tan Jing looked at him squarely.

"What's wrong? It's not a joke between the disciples, which makes the prince look down on him. Two honorific titles in a row, Tan Jing whispered in Lu Xing's ear.

Lu Xing's face turned dark, and he took Tan Jing's hand to the side and explained, "Have you forgotten?" Wu Zhong said that there were two demon cultivators, and in addition to He Xingsi, there was also a demon cultivator mixed in the team. You and I can distance ourselves and observe it. ”

Tan Jing nodded, reluctantly accepting Lu Xing's explanation.

The disciples were still arguing with each other, and with a "bang", one of the academy disciples also drew his sword, and as time passed, many disciples' hands were pressed on the sword, and it seemed that if an order was given, a complete fight would start.

Han Rui squatted next to He Xingsi's corpse, blindfolded him, looking like he was indulging in grief and had no time to manage the disciples on both sides.

Lu Xing's gaze skimmed over the wrists of each disciple, and after seeing the white faces of all the disciples' wrists, Lu Xing pouted helplessly, muttering in his heart: The disciples of this academy are all white and pure, and any one of them is possible. However, among the disciples of the Han Sect, only two of them met the requirements of Wen Runhao's wrist.

The two sides were arguing, and one of the disciples of the Han Sect seemed to be unable to hold back, and suddenly pulled out his long sword, and the aura on the sword converged, and he headed towards a disciple of the academy who spoke unpleasantly.

"Enough!" Han Rui casually threw out a piece of gravel and hit the wrist of the Hanmen disciple who drew the sword, knocking the sword in his hand down.

"Demon cultivation is hateful, but fortunately, He Xingsi did not commit heinous crimes, and he even confessed his mistakes and repented, and died to make his will clear." Han Rui's eyes were closed, as if he was making a difficult choice, and he gritted his teeth and said: "When the relics of Wendao are out, they will say to the outside world that He Zaixing died in distress, and then take his old mother to the academy to take care of him." ”

"That's it. As for the disciple who drew the sword, he bowed and apologized. Later, let me see the fight between fellow disciples, and handle it according to the rules of the academy. ”

Han Rui's words were considered to have finalized the matter, and the disciples on both sides put away their swords one after another, making the cold disciple of the sword bow deeply to the academy disciple, and the academy disciple who was pointed at by the sword snorted coldly, and the matter was over.

"Han Rui is kind-hearted and has left a reputation for He Xingsi. It stands to reason that He Xingsi is a demon cultivator, and he can be completely unbiased. ”

However, there was a faint sadness between Tan Jing's eyebrows, and she sighed softly in Lu Xing's ear: "Lu Xing doesn't know, Senior Brother Han once had a fiancée, and she was full of more than ten people who were all demon cultivators. That case shook Kyoto at the beginning, and even the official department was ......"

"Hmm," Tan Jing's lips were blocked by Lu Xing's sword finger, and he whispered: "Jing'er, don't say it, Han Rui is a righteous gentleman, so don't mention his sadness." ”

Lu Xing looked at the crowd as he spoke, he suddenly noticed a bright gaze looking at his side, he hurriedly looked, but he couldn't find anything.

All the disciples bypassed He Xingsi's kneeling corpse one after another, and entered the square through the two small doors on the left and right under the door plaque, which was regarded as a sign of respect for the deceased.