Dao Weapon is indeed the dream of countless monks.

Almost no one can refuse, and will choose as soon as possible, without hesitation.

The old man looked at Song Zhishu in front of him, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

There is no doubt that knowing what you have taken out can definitely arouse the greed in the other person's heart.

It's just that he is not in a hurry to continue to speak, and waits quietly.

At the same time, the inexplicable aura around him became more and more intense.

After all, in front of him was a Confucian scholar who had entered the realm of knowledge and practice, which was completely different from ordinary monks, and he had to use real means, and what the old man was exerting now was derived from his unique ability after his birth.

Under this ability, many monks and scholars have been sinked.

Although the person in front of him is a little special, he has also spent a lot of effort to create the most favorable conditions.

And the old man knew that as soon as the Taoist weapon came out, as long as it was a monk, even if it was a person who cultivated both Taoism and Confucianism, he would definitely not refuse.

This is its own means, its own ends.

In the monk's view, the Taoist instrument is the most precious thing.

But in his opinion, it is nothing, because he can't use it, so it can be said that it is worthless, after all, it is completely different from the way the monk obtains power, and as long as it can arouse the greed of the other party, it is already fine.

"I see."

After a long time, Song Zhishu spoke, but he didn't answer the question, but spoke: "It turns out that Yuan Ming met you last night." ”

Although the information he got was limited, he had fully understood, no wonder today, although the other party was not injured or lost anything, he was restless, and this is the reason.

Maybe Yuan Ming encountered the same situation as himself yesterday and made a choice.

"Xiaoyou is really smart and worthy of being a Confucian scholar."

The old man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't panic, and understood that the reader who entered the realm was really not easy to fool, so he didn't deny it, and continued to speak.

"That little friend made the right choice, after all, he was already doomed to death, why should he save it? Isn't it a waste of time? ”

Xiaoyou, a complete set of magic weapons, plus a lower grade Dao device, all this, just in Xiaoyou's thoughts, as long as you take it away and leave, it's yours, make your choice. ”

As he spoke, the inexplicable aura on his body became more intense, but outsiders couldn't feel it.

It is the power of demons, and it is a special power that can truly arouse the deepest evil thoughts in people's hearts, and it is impossible to prevent it.

These strange demonic powers are silent.

emerged from the old man, and quietly wrapped Song Zhishu slowly.

The old man knew that he had to be patient.

As long as the goal is achieved, then all of it is worth it.

And his demonic power can suppress the hearts of monks and even scholars, and there is basically no solution, unless the mind is firm to a certain extent, and it is really unmoved by external objects.

But now it's a Dao weapon, who can stay calm in front of the Dao weapon

"Choose?"

When Song Zhishu heard this, the sage sword fetus slowly fell, and he didn't know whether he was moved by the words or affected by that force.

"That's right"

Seeing this, a smile also appeared on the old man's face, and he continued: "It's just a choice, Xiaoyou, just go away, and besides, those mortals are not dead in your hands, but the number of days is like this, and no one can change it." ”

"Yes, what is the life of a mortal compared to a Dao weapon?"

Song Zhishu muttered to himself, glanced at the three woodcutters who were constantly approaching the tiger, and then looked at the Taoist weapon, and said slowly: "I know how to choose."

"I believe that Xiaoyou's choice is the right one." The old man nodded and looked at the other party, he was about to succeed.

"My choice is..."

Song Zhishu raised his head, the sage's sword fetus shook, and the Haoran righteousness in his body was all blessed on it, and his voice fell directly into the ears of the old man: "My choice is to save them... Then, take your life! ”

In the face of the Taoist weapon, is Song Zhishu excited?

It's heartwarming, and no one is immune.

Is it worth giving up a few mortal lives for the sake of a Dao weapon?

Yes.

All will say it's worth it.

That's right, Song Zhi really wants to be strong, and he does want Dao weapons, but he knows that there is something more important that needs to be adhered to.

Inner conscience.

So no matter how much he thought about it, he still made a choice, and he thought it was the best choice.

So Song Zhishu made a move, without any warning.

In an instant, the light around him surged, and the thick mana rushed out.

The saint sword fetus in his hand released a powerful sword intent and shot towards the front, full of killing intent.

Seeing this, the old man's complexion changed drastically, obviously not expecting this result.

But he reacted quickly,

Wisps of black light suddenly appeared in his body, forming a shield, trying to resist this fatal blow.

But the next moment, Song Zhishu waved his hand, and the sage's sword suddenly turned around, turned into a streamer, and flew directly to the mountain road below, killing the tiger in front of the three woodcutters directly.

Poof.

Suddenly, blood splattered.

The three mortal woodcutters also seemed to sense, but as soon as they made a move, they fainted directly to the ground.

From these, it can be seen that everything that happened in front of Song Zhishu is true, and if he makes another choice, then these three people will die in the tiger's mouth.

"You!"

At this time, the old man who had just reacted was shocked when he saw this.

It all happened so fast.

Song Zhishu's actions before were obviously aimed at him, but he didn't expect to suddenly turn around in the end and save the three people, so the other party's laxity just now, as well as the sudden outburst, were all just plans, in order to attract attention and save people.

Song Zhishu, who saved the person at this moment, immediately returned the sage flying sword to his hand, and the aura around his body rose again, looking at the old man in front of him.

"Although I don't know what your existence is, since the beginning of your appearance, you have been tempting me to give up the lives of these mortals, to draw out my greed, and to choose to take those magic weapons, presumably this is how you gain power, right?"

He didn't know much about demons, but he knew that the abilities of demons were very special, and they were different from any of them he came into contact with.

And the other party moved himself to this place, allowing himself to see that the three mortals were about to die in the tiger's mouth.

Then he used various magic weapons to lure him to make a choice.

It's a lot of trouble, it's certainly not as simple as it seems, and it must have some purpose.

Otherwise, with the strength of the other party, how could he go to such great lengths and just shoot directly, so Song Zhishu had such a guess.

"Okay, okay, the old man underestimated you." When the old man heard this, a trace of anger appeared in his empty eyes: "Actually, you made up your mind from the beginning, you want to save these mortals, the reason why you hesitate is just to confuse the old man, right?" ”

His speech was hoarse, and his voice was very different from before, and it didn't seem to come out of his mouth, which made people sound extremely uncomfortable.

Because everything Song Zhishu did was indeed beyond the expectations of the old man, he was really angry at the moment.

The magic weapons and even the Dao weapons that were taken out before were all recovered.

"All the same, didn't you do anything to confuse me?"

Song Zhishu opened his mouth, his expression was flat, but the vigilance in his heart had been raised to the highest, and he could deal with possible accidents at any time, and he broke the other party's plan and let everything that the other party had arranged before go to waste.

Therefore, the demon in front of him will definitely not give up, and will definitely double the begging for it back, and you must be careful.

"Then I can't keep you anymore."

The old man spoke, his tone was calm, and the anger in his heart could no longer be endured.

Although this person is a Confucian scholar and still knows the Xingjing, it is the first time he has been teased like this, how can he be willing? And since you can't get strength from the other party, it's better to kill directly to vent your anger.

Immediately after that, without any warning, the old man took a step, and the momentum around his body soared, and the whole person revealed an incomparably dangerous aura.

Airplanes.

The next moment, black light swept in, and the black mist in the mountains and forests rushed out.

Whether it is trees, flowers and plants, they have also begun to wither, and even the rubble, under the black light, has all changed, this power is very strange.

On the other side, Song Zhishu immediately felt the danger, and the remaining more than ten righteous qi in his body poured out.

At the same time, he took out the high-grade spirit-grade treasure jade engraved in the storage bag and inlaid it on the saint's sword fetus, and the heavenly thunder bottle was also directly sacrificed in case of emergency.

At this moment, what he is facing is a real demon, and it seems that his strength is not weak.

Song Zhishu understands that at such a time, he must not be careless, and must do his best.

Haoran righteousness, the power of pure yang has emerged.

This area was shrouded in light, and even the black mist was dispersed.

"Hmph."

Seeing this, the old man snorted coldly, his thin hands slidied, and the black light gathered together, forming dozens of black blades, surrounding his body, and the inexplicable strange power surged again and swept out.

Rumble.

In an instant, all the surrounding vegetation lost its vitality and quickly dried up.

And the dozens of black sword blades next to the ancestor also turned into black streamers one by one.

Song Zhishu also did not hesitate, pouring mana into the saint's sword fetus, and the sword intent surged, turning into an invisible force, colliding with the black blade.

Bang bang bang!

In just a split second, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves.

The hundreds of giant trees next to it all burst and turned into powder, and the mountain road under their feet was cracking inch by inch.

Song Zhishu is now in the late stage of foundation building, and his mana is even more powerful, and with the assistance of the sage sword fetus, the power shown has exceeded the limit of ordinary foundation building monks, and as soon as he made a move, under the cold sword intent, everything around him was destroyed.

But he found that under such a powerful force, the black blade did not move at all.

What's more, even the mana blessed on it was eroded and began to fade.

"Is this the power of demons?"

Song Zhishu frowned, feeling that the demon's means seemed to have an innate restraint on mana, and he needed several times the strength to fight it, but even so, with the passage of time, the mana would still be dissipated by that power.

No wonder after three wars, the major immortal sects still can't completely exterminate the demons.

It is because his own strength is restrained, and with the same strength, the monk is not an opponent of the demon at all.

At this point, Song Zhishu induced the Haoran righteousness in his body, and once again poured it into the sage sword fetus, and at the same time completely stimulated the pure yang power in the treasure jade.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The sword fetus of the saint made the sound of a sword.

The blade of the sword bloomed with incomparably brilliant light, like a blazing sun.

Especially Haoran righteousness, after encountering that demonic power, it was like finding prey and confronting it.

Suddenly, the area was shaking, the earth was cracking, cracks were appearing, and the boulders were crumbling.

And in this process, Haoran righteousness directly gained the upper hand, forcing back the power of demons, especially the black sword blade, which was also worn out and became mutilated.

"How is it possible, although Confucian righteousness restrains my strength, it can't be so powerful, and this person is just a person who knows the realm, and the Confucian righteousness in his body is not pure enough, how can he do this?" On the other side, the old man felt that his strength was constantly being worn out, and he suddenly felt a burst of energy.

It's not that I haven't dealt with Confucian scholars, even if Confucian righteousness is very troublesome, but it doesn't come to this point.

Especially the special Confucian righteousness, as soon as it appeared, the old man felt suppressed.

The demonic power in the body can't be fully exerted at all.

"No, if it continues like this, when the backlash appears, I will enter a weak state, and I will not be this person's opponent." The old man thought in his heart, his own strength was already damaged, but it was also equivalent to the late stage of the human race, and the person in front of him was just building a foundation and could be crushed, even if it was more difficult to do with Confucian means, it would not be suppressed.

Especially if the other party has just cracked the game he has set, it will also affect him, so he can't delay it at the moment, and he must fight quickly.

Thinking of this, the old man finally became completely serious, and a black glow appeared around him again.

And the previous ten black sword blades were also withdrawn, and he formed a black Changge.

Changge revealed a strange power, and if you looked closely, those forces formed a mass of viscous liquid, which continued to drip onto the ground, corroding the ground and turning it black.

Seeing this, Song Zhishu didn't dare to take it lightly, and the sage sword fetus appeared in his hand, protecting himself with righteousness.

"Extinguish."

The next moment, the old man held the black Changge in his hand, and then threw it directly with a loud shout.

The black Changge turned into a bolt of lightning, and the speed was very fast, killing towards Song Zhishu's eyebrows.

"Heavenly Thunder."

Song Zhishu reacted in an instant, put away the saint's sword fetus, sacrificed the Heavenly Thunder Bottle, and poured all the Haoran righteousness and mana into it.

He knew that the black Tiange was the other party's killing move, and he had to deal with it with all his might.

The Heavenly Thunder Bottle was suspended in front of Song Zhishu, and the power of thunder and lightning continued to emerge, and at the same time, a blazing purple light bloomed

Thundered!

At the mouth of the heavenly thunder bottle, a purple thunder dragon appeared, vivid, at first it was only three inches in size, but soon it turned directly into three zhang, hovering around Song Zhishu, and at the same time let out a roar, the power of purple thunder raged, and then the thunder dragon rushed towards the black Changge.

The next moment, the two forces collided together, and a deafening sound erupted, and the night instantly turned into day.

Everything within ten feet of the surrounding area was destroyed, and a huge crater appeared in the earth.

Fortunately, the three woodcutters are some distance from the place where the battle is located, so now Song Zhishu can have no scruples, and this time, he also went all out, and the Heavenly Thunder Bottle, Haoran Righteousness, and the top-grade spirit-level treasure jade were basically all used.

And the effect was also beyond Song Zhishu's expectations, the powerful power of thunder was raging, and even if the monks entered in the early stage of foundation building, they would be hit hard.

It's just that at this moment, he found that even with all his strength, the black Changge still showed no sign of retreating.

Haoran righteousness is indeed wearing down the demonic power exuded by the old man, but the other party's strength is too strong, his own Haoran righteousness is only ten, Rao is assisted by the power of thunder and the power of pure yang, and there is still no way to dissolve it.

And as time went by, Song Zhishu felt that the mana in his body was rapidly depleting.

If it goes on like this, once the mana is consumed, it can only sit and wait.

"The power of demons is really the nemesis of monks."

Song Zhishu was in a heavy mood, and understood that he couldn't last much time, even if he used the mana in the Confucian White Lotus, it wouldn't work, and the effect was not very great, because now he was not facing a monk, but a demon.

He could already clearly foresee that if he was just an ordinary monk and did not have the Confucian righteousness of a scholar, he would definitely be suppressed by the demons throughout the whole process.

It is no wonder that when Gu Yun Daru was first asked, even if there were nine Mahayana monks, they only had a winning rate of less than fifty percent.

Only the Confucian sages can turn the situation around.

Because of the power of the reader, he is born to restrain the power of demons.

Song Zhishu didn't know the specific reason before, but from today's battle against the old man, he can see the big one, and more importantly, he doesn't know what type of demon the demon in front of him is.

Airplanes.

And when Song Zhishu was thinking about it, the mana in his body was also rapidly depleted.

The original more than ten Dao Haoran Righteous Qi were also consumed in the process of destroying the power of demons, and only five Dao remained.

Song Zhishu was a little anxious, but because he had cultivated himself for many years, he would not panic, but could calm down and think of a way.

It's just that the means used have been exhausted, and I have no other hole cards, so I can deal with the demon.

"What should I do?"

Song Zhishu frowned, constantly thinking in his mind.

But at this moment, he found that the demonic power on the black long ge was fading.

"Poof~"

The demon on the other side suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The next moment, the black Changge disappeared completely, and the old man kept retreating, his whole body was trembling, and he seemed to have entered a state of prostration.

"Shoot."

Song Zhishu didn't know what was going on, but he knew it was an opportunity.

When the mana in his body was poured into it again, Haoran righteous qi poured into the thunder dragon.

Roar.

The purple thunder dragon let out a long roar, and then under the manipulation of Song Zhishu, it went straight to the old man.

Thundered.

The huge sound exploded, and all the black fog around him disappeared suddenly, and the old man was in the center of the explosion, the old man was in rags at this moment, and his hands and feet were gone, but what oozed from his wound was not blood, but a cloud of black liquid.

However, in the next moment, there was a black light surging on the old man's body, and all the injuries were restored to their original state, even the clothes.

That was enough for the low-level cultivators of the human race to hurt their lives, and it was repaired.

Seeing this, Song Zhishu's heart was shocked.

Eighty percent of his strength has been consumed, and he will definitely not be able to bear it if he tries again.

Will they die here?

It's just that soon, Song Zhishu discovered that something was wrong, and the aura on the other party's body seemed to have become extremely weak.

And the old man didn't make a move, just checked his physical condition, there was monstrous anger in his chest, and a pair of black eyes looked at Song Zhishu, a terrifying killing intent appeared in his eyes, and then slowly said: "Okay, I remember you." ”

After saying that, he turned around directly, and his whole person turned into a cloud of black mist, and then completely disappeared in place, as if he had never appeared.

But the black liquid on the ground seemed to be wriggling unconsciously, and it was still so weird.

"Gone?"

Song Zhishu was puzzled, a little unclear why, obviously the other party still had the upper hand just now, why did he suddenly fall into a weak state?

"Is it because I chose to save those three woodcutters before?" Song Zhishu thought about it, and he had guessed before that the power of demons may come from the greed in people's hearts, as long as they follow the Tao, they can get benefits for convenience, but if it is the other way around, it will be different.

Because whether it is a monk or a demon, its own power is taken from this heaven and earth, if a human monk wants to become strong, he must always cultivate asceticly, absorb the aura of heaven and earth at the same time, and stimulate his potential, and although the demon is different, it obviously needs to pay a price, and this price may be that the demon does not achieve its goal, and then it is counterattacked.

In other words, the demon stimulates the greed of the Terran monks, which is more like a gamble, and if the bet wins, everyone will be happy.

If you lose the bet, you can't even get the capital back, which is the root cause of the other party's sudden weakness.

Of course, all this is just Song Zhishu's speculation.

But he felt that his current thoughts might be the truth.

"No wonder it is said that scholars can restrain demons, in addition to Confucian righteousness, the most important thing is that the hearts of scholars are more determined than ordinary monks, even if they see what they want most, as long as they are firm in their hearts, then they can hit demons hard."

Song Zhishu understood, and he also had a clearer understanding of the methods of demons.

Of course, this is only for the old man's ability.

As for whether other demons are like this, Song Zhishu doesn't know, unless he can contact more demons.

At this point, he took a deep breath and calmed down, no matter what, today's crisis has finally passed.

This is the first time he has faced demons, and it can be said that it is very dangerous, after all, it is an unknown existence, but because of this time, Song Zhishu has a better understanding of demons.

At least it is certain that the power of the reader does have natural restraint for demons, and the next time he faces it, he will be more prepared and grasped.

"I don't know if the culprit behind the disappearance of the villagers in Luojiazhuang and several nearby villages is the old man, no, isn't there still those three woodcutters?" Song Zhishu thought of the purpose of this mission, but quickly came back to his senses, he had just saved three mortals, couldn't he just understand them directly?

It was still night, but it seemed to be almost dawn, and after the demon left, all the black fog was gone.

So Song Zhishu no longer needs to worry about being trapped in one place, and can move freely.

At that moment, he came to the three woodcutters, and after a little examination, he found that these people had only fainted, not injured, and did not have any demonic breath on their bodies, but they were just a little weak.

Immediately, Song Zhishu waved his hand, and the three mana powers were injected into the bodies of the three of them.

It didn't take long for the three of them to wake up.

But their eyes were full of confusion, and they didn't seem to know why they were here.

Song Zhishu didn't say much, just asked what happened to the three of them.

The three of them seemed to be able to see that Song Zhishu was a cultivator, and they didn't dare to hide it at the moment.

It's just that after listening to the explanations of a few people.

He was disappointed.

According to the words of the three of them, they are all from Luojiazhuang, and this mountain is where several people collect firewood, so they are very familiar.

As for why they appeared here, the three of them didn't know, they only remembered that after falling asleep one day, they were groggy, but they didn't have any memory of the process, and as for where the other villagers were, Song Zhishu didn't get an answer, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Forget it, you guys should rest for a while."

In this regard, Song Zhishu was a little helpless, knowing that this was a demon's method, so he didn't ask more.

Since it was almost dawn and the people here were very familiar, there would be no danger.

He let everyone rest and then left, going straight to Luojiazhuang.

Because Song Zhishu didn't know whether Lin Cheng and the others had encountered demons, they had to go and see if they had encountered demons, and maybe they could also discover new situations.

But before that, he collected the black liquid left on the old man's body and sealed the city with things.

And in order to prevent accidents, it was also deliberately suppressed with Haoran righteousness.

At the same time, inside Luojiazhuang.

Chen Jingyun and the other nine people gathered, still in the original place, but all of them looked anxious.

"Now Mr. Song doesn't know whether it's life or death, what should we do?"

"Song Daoyou is a Confucian scholar, even if he encounters a demon, he can turn evil into good fortune, and it is impossible for something to happen."

"I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if, the demon's methods are going to be weird, it can cut off the connection between all of us, I think it's definitely not an ordinary demon, if it doesn't work, we'll go back to the city and return to the city lord's mansion."

Lin Cheng and the others spoke, and the situation they encountered was similar to yesterday, trapped somewhere by the black fog.

And after the black fog dissipated, I thought there would be no danger, but in the end I found that Song Zhishu was gone, and I started to look for them one by one, but in the end there was no result.

So everyone speculated that the demon must have made a move on Song Zhishu, and now that the black fog has dispersed, no one can be seen, something must have happened.

Chen Jingyun even said that he was afraid that the matter could not be solved, and after calming down, he thought that he should return to the City Lord's Mansion.

Then let the City Lord's Mansion send a strong man to come.

This is undoubtedly a correct decision, because Song Zhishu is the strongest among all the people, and now even the other party's life and death are unknown, and there is no point in them staying any longer, anyway, this place is not far from Qingzhou City, and it doesn't take much time to come and go.

In this regard, Lin Cheng and the others were silent, after all, they left Song Zhishu like this, and they were a little unacceptable in their hearts.

At the beginning of Yunhua Mountain, if it wasn't for the other party's action, he might have hidden under the mouth of the demon beast.

But now, they really don't have a better way.

"I know what you're thinking, Mr. Song has not only saved you, but also me, and I'm worried, but can you find a better way now? Ask the strong people in the city to take action, and maybe there will be a chance to rescue Mr. Song. ”

Chen Jingyun naturally didn't want to leave directly, but he knew that he couldn't do anything, the demon's means were too strong, and he was afraid that he was no longer an ordinary yin demon.

"Actually, I don't think you have to worry, Mr. Song has his own natural appearance, and he will be fine."

At this time, Yuan Ming, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke.

His voice was not loud and uncertain.

But I knew in my heart that if Song Zhishu encountered the same situation as himself, nothing should happen, unless the other party made a different choice.

It's just that... Is that possible?

Although Mr. Song was a true Confucian scholar, the temptation was really too great.

"Yuan Daoyou, what do you mean?" Chen Jingyun turned his head, a look of doubt appeared in his eyes, and his tone became solemn: "Why are you sure that Mr. Song will be fine?" Or do you know something? ”

In fact, since yesterday, he also noticed that something was wrong with the other party, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that he was too nervous.

After all, no one has ever encountered that kind of situation, and I just calmed down a little because I had read a few years of books.

But today, the other party was wrong from the beginning, it was too strange.

In addition, the matter implicated Song Zhishu, Chen Jingyun couldn't help it, and his words also had a taste of compulsion.

"I... I'm just guessing. Yuan Ming looked at the former's serious eyes, and lowered his head at the moment, he had no way to explain, and he didn't have the face to explain, it was impossible to say that he had also met a demon, and exchanged a baby's life for a whole set of magic weapons, right?

And from last night to now, Yuan Ming has been thinking about this matter, and the baby's cry in his mind lingers.

He wondered, if he had been more mentally resolute at that time, would the baby not have died?

But in this way, I will miss all the magic weapons.

Yuan Ming didn't know what to do, his heart was difficult to calm down, he wanted the child to live, but those magic weapons also wanted it, and before he knew it, everything that happened last night was already hidden in the depths of his heart, and he couldn't even calm down his mind and cultivate.

"Then why are you so speculating?"

Chen Jingyun continued to speak, obviously not satisfied with this answer, and wanted to ask the truth.

The others also turned their gazes and saw what Yuan Ming seemed to be hiding.

"Mr. Chen, fellow Daoists."

But at this moment, a familiar voice appeared.

Everyone turned their heads, but when they saw someone coming, they immediately showed joy.

"Mr. Song."

"Song Daoyou, where have you been?"

"Song Daoyou, are you okay?"

The person who came was Song Zhishu, who had returned from Edgeworth, and after listening to all kinds of words of concern, he was also relieved to see that everyone was safe and sound, and then shook his head and said, "Thank you for your concern, it's okay." ”

He knew that after the black fog disappeared, everyone found that they would no longer be in a panic, but fortunately it was not far away.

"Mr. Song, what happened, did you meet a demon?"

Chen Jingyun walked over and checked that Song Zhishu was not injured, but he was a little weak and immediately spoke.

This time the task was invited by him, if something happened to the other party, he would not be able to escape the blame, especially Chen Jingyun knew the identity of Song Zhishu, he was a genius valued by the Great Zhou Wen Palace, and the significance was extraordinary.

"Not bad."

Song Zhishu nodded and continued: "But that demon has been repelled by me, and we are safe for the time being." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other, they stayed here for two nights, trapped by the black fog for two nights, but they never saw the demon, but now, they heard that the demon was repulsed, and naturally they were all very curious.

As for Yuan Ming, he was shocked, he didn't understand what Song Zhishu meant by repelling demons.

"What kind of demon is that? Song Daoyou, have you seen it? ”

"yes, is this black fog also caused by it?"

"Mr. Song, how did you do it, the disappearance of several villagers was done by the demon?"

"Don't ask, now that Song Daoyou has just come back, he must have consumed a lot, let Song Daoyou rest first."

Lin Cheng and the others spoke, and they all wanted to know more about what they said.

It's not just a curiosity about demons, it's also about this mission.

But there are also people who feel.

Demons are not so easy to deal with, and I want Song Zhishu to recover his strength first.

"The process is indeed a bit dangerous, so I'll explain it to you later."

Song Zhishu smiled slightly when he heard this, saying that he would explain later, and then turned his eyes to Yuan Ming and continued: "Yuan Daoyou, can you take a step to speak?" ”

"Well... Yes, you can. When Yuan Ming heard this, he was shocked at first, but he did not refuse.

Then, the two walked side by side and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"Mr. Chen, after Song Daoyou came back, why did you look for Yuan Daoyou first?" Lin Cheng didn't understand this, but he had some guesses in his heart, but he wasn't sure, so he could only ask.

"Don't think about it too much, Mr. Song naturally has his reasons for doing this."

Chen Jingyun thought for a moment, but didn't say much.

He saw that Yuan Ming had a problem, but there was nothing wrong with the other party, so he didn't know what was going on, but Mr. Song was alone with this person, so it was naturally about demons.

However, Chen Jingyun knows that this kind of thing still can't be guessed randomly, everyone forms a team, and the most basic trust must be there.

On the other side, by the small river outside Luojiazhuang.

Song Zhishu and Yuan Ming stood side by side.

Neither of them spoke, just looked ahead, as if they were waiting for the other immortal to speak.

In the end, Yuan Ming couldn't help it, and bowed his hand slightly: "I don't know what Mr. Song is looking for me alone." ”

He actually knew it in his heart, but he didn't want to say it, so he opened his mouth to ask, thinking that if the demon didn't tell his own affairs, then no one would know about changing a set of magic weapons with a baby's life.

"Yuan Daoyou, there are some things I didn't want to say, but when you and I first met, you called me sir, and as a sir, you should answer questions and guide people to goodness, so I want to know what happened on the first night we came."

Song Zhishu didn't debunk it, even if he guessed most of the situation, he still felt that it was better to let the other party say it himself.

"I... Nothing happened. ”

Yuan Ming lowered his head, his voice weak.

"The life of a mortal, in exchange for some magic weapons, this is indeed worth it in the eyes of many people, and it is human nature to make a choice that is beneficial to oneself, but you said that you have read books for many years, I want to know, are you at peace now?"

Song Zhishu's voice was flat, and he couldn't see any emotion, as if he was talking to himself.

But these made Yuan Ming shocked.

Still got it?

He was in a trance, then looked at Song Zhishu, and couldn't help but speak: "What about Mr. Song, what about your choice?" ”

Yuan Ming was really tormented by that incident, but he wanted to know how Song Zhishu chose it, and could he really ignore those temptations?

"In today's world, there are countless mortals, and it is true that people are dying every day, and we really can't stop it, but how many monks are not mortals themselves before they practice? It is true that in the eyes of many people, the life of a mortal is nothing, and if he dies, he will die, but what is the significance of the cultivation of my generation of monks? Saying that Wei Yousheng is really too far, but in any case, to leave a good heart, you have read the book, you should be able to understand this truth better, right? ”

Song Zhishu did not directly answer the other party's words, but told some questions from a larger perspective.

Of course, he didn't demand it from others with his own moral standards.

Because it's unrealistic.

Everyone's situation and experience is different, and nothing can really be empathized.

Just as when the demon takes out the Taoist weapon,

Song Zhishu invited the other party to talk alone, not to understand the truth, because he already knew this, and Yuan Ming came here because he saw that the other party was actually tortured and had a conscience, otherwise it would not be in this state.

As mentioned before, when I first met, Yuan Ming called himself Mr., and Mr. is to answer questions and guide people to goodness.

"I..."

Hearing these words, Yuan Ming was stunned, and his face turned pale.

Indeed, he has a good heart, otherwise he would have been so hesitant when faced with a choice, precisely because he knew what he should really do, but he made the opposite choice.

And at this moment, Yuan Ming also knew what choice Song Zhishu made in the face of that demon and temptation.

He remembered the baby who was only a few months old in the well.

remembered that for the sake of magic weapons and interests, he chose to give up saving people.

Yes, the man did not kill himself, but what difference does it make?

couldn't help it, Yuan Ming was in a trance, and the baby's cry sounded in his ears again, and finally couldn't help it: "It's my mistake, I'm blinded by interests, I shouldn't be like this, it's a child, a living life, but I gave up saving people." ”

There was a cry in his voice, and although it was only a day, it still lingered.

Now that Song Zhishu spoke, Yuan Ming's conscience was awakened, so at this moment, there was only regret in his heart, incomparably regretful.

If he had to do it again, he would have made the right choice.

You don't even want anything in your hand.

"No, it's not your fault."

Song Zhishu spoke, looked at the other party, and said gently: "Everything you do is what a normal monk will choose, you don't have to worry about it all the time, and even if you regret it, it's useless, things have happened, you need to look forward." ”

He already knew what Yuan Ming had gone through, and chose the latter between the baby and the magic weapon.

Is this wrong?

Actually, yes, at least on a normal person.

Besides, if a person is not a sage, he can do nothing, and Song Zhishu opened his mouth, just to relieve the depression in the other party's heart.

Yuan Ming's talent is not high, and he has no power or background, so he has come to this point on his own, and more importantly, he also has a conscience in his heart, he is a qualified cultivator, and he may also be a qualified scholar in the future.

Song Zhishu didn't want to condemn anything, because he was not qualified and disdained to do so.

I just don't want to see that a good person, because of his inner torment, completely sank and cut off the way to the future.

That's what he's going to do, and that's what he's really trying to do.

In fact, it was also because of Yuan Ming that Song Zhishu realized a problem, most monks, even including themselves, forgot one thing after becoming cultivators, that is, what they really wanted in their hearts, forgetting that they were also mortals, and ignoring their inner conscience.

It shouldn't.

And this is the fundamental reason why Song Zhishu must read, he must remind himself all the time to keep this conscience.

This is the most basic thing to be a human being, and it is also the biggest difference between a human and a demon.

Some people died, but not completely......