"Stop."

Li Che stepped into the range of the Flame Tribe, did not use any means to hide his tracks, and was soon discovered by the tribal warriors and surrounded him.

A shirtless, grass-skirted warrior with a stone-polished weapon stepped forward and asked, "Who are you, and why are you here in my tribe?" ”

Li Che tidied up his clothes, conjured up a whisk, and said solemnly: "The poor Dao Lingbao Tianzun is a Xuanzi, who has traveled here, and wants to meet the leader of your tribe, please report it on your behalf." ”

When the soldier heard this, his heart suddenly sank, and his eyes were different when he looked at Li Che, with a strong look of respect.

In this era, you can not know who the Tongtian Sect Master is, but you can't not know Lingbao Tianzun.

The saints who are as famous as Our Lady Nuwa Niangniang, even if they do not intersect, should be remembered in their hearts.

"Immortal Chief, wait a moment."

The Hula Warrior hurriedly went to report.

The disciples under the Lingbao Tianzun came to visit, this is a distinguished guest, and he can't be lazy.

After a while, the Hula warrior came back and led Li Che very respectfully: "Immortal Chief, please inside!" ”

Li Che pretended to shake off the dust, interpreting the transcendent demeanor that a saint disciple should have, and said with a gentle smile: "I'm tired." ”

The fairy wind is bonely, and the heroic posture is outstanding, and the straw skirt warrior nods and praises secretly, he is worthy of being a saint's disciple, which is really extraordinary.

Just looking at his superb appearance, Li Che is indeed flawless, and his demeanor is calm and elegant, with the appearance of an immortal.

Who would have thought that he was full of madness and ruthlessness in his bones, not only a psychopath, but also a notorious big devil.

Demon Emperor Jun gritted his teeth with hatred, and the pseudo-golden crows he created made Emperor Jun deeply ashamed.

The fire tribe said that it was not big, but it was not small, and after seven turns and eight times, Li Che and the hula warriors came to the ancestral temple.

Li Che is a disciple of the Shangqing sage Lingbao Tianzun, and his identity is extraordinary, and seeing Li Che in the ancestral temple can be regarded as giving Li Che enough face.

"Immortal Chief, the Suiren Ancestor is waiting for you inside."

After the hula warrior finished speaking, he stood in front of the ancestral temple like a clay sculpture.

Without the order of the Suiren clan, the tribal warriors were not allowed to enter and leave the ancestral temple at will.

Li Che did not doubt that he had him, and walked straight into the ancestral temple.

The moment he stepped into the ancestral temple, Li Che immediately felt a divine power.

Gentleness, brightness, hope, perseverance, unyielding

That kind of strange and vast, vast and magnificent power is actually more like a will, a great will that sprouts in order to survive, formed by the prayer beliefs of countless human races.

Li Che had a clear understanding in his heart, and it may be the power of faith formed by the strong intention of the human race to survive in the blue wisps of the road and yearn for a bright future.

The power of this faith is extremely pure, and it is not mixed with any evil thoughts.

The purer the power of faith, the stronger it is, and if someone can harness this power of faith, they should be able to temporarily resist the quasi-saint powerhouse.

But it's a pity that the human race can't find such a person, after all, the existence of the power of faith is too ethereal, and maybe even the Suiren clan didn't realize that the ancestral temple had unknowingly gathered a huge power of faith.

Even if the Suiren Clan was aware of it, it would not be easy to harness the power of faith.

The current flood is not as good as that of later generations, but all those who are cultivators believe in the respect of strength, the only one, and the strong who know how to use the power of faith are really pitiful.

The mentality was as indifferent as water, without the slightest wave, Li Che walked to the center of the ancestral temple and saw the Suiren clan at first sight.

The upper body is naked, revealing a strong and mighty body, and the lower body is wrapped in an animal skin skirt, full of the smell of primitive people.

His thick hair is casually scattered, his face is resolute and majestic, his bearing is full of kindness, and his decisiveness is full of fraternity.

He is like a lamp, although the light is faint, it is the dawn of hope, always guiding the direction of the human race.

He is the ancestor of the people, the Suiren clan, the ancestor who lit the flame and led the human race through the most difficult years.

And what attracted Li Che the most was his eyes.

Looking directly at the cloudy eyes of the Suiren clan, it seemed to be ordinary, but Li Che seemed to see the life of the Suiren clan and the history of the human race.

From Nuwa Niangniang's ignorance and confusion after creating the human race, to leading the human race to survive in the wilderness, although the road is blue and difficult, she has never thought of retreating.

Countless blood was sprinkled on the mountains and fields, and countless ancestors buried their bones in the earth.

Crying, despair, prayer, and resentment are all that remains in the end, only the firm belief that the race will continue and die without regrets.

Li Che's heart trembled suddenly, as if his heart was blocked by something, extremely uncomfortable, and his heart was uncontrollably churning.

cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and boasted that the demon was ruthless, but there are some things that can be completely forgotten if they are not cut off.

Touching the scene makes love!

Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.

At this moment, Li Che probably understood the beliefs of the Suiren clan and those dead ancestors.

But it's a pity that a devil like him is destined to live only for himself.

For the continuation of the inheritance of the ethnic group, he can dedicate everything he has, Li Che does not have such a noble consciousness.

"Demons don't need feelings"

The mind turned into a sword of wisdom, cut through the surging distractions, and looked at the Suiren clan again.

is like the appearance of an old farmer in the mountains, with a weather-beaten face and cloudy eyes, no matter how you look at it, it is so ordinary, but it makes Li Che suddenly feel ashamed of himself.

In terms of cultivation strength, Li Che far surpasses the Suiren clan, to put it mildly, Li Che wants to kill the old ancestor of the Suiren clan, it is no more difficult than pinching an ant to death.

However, the Suiren clan has a shining soul, loves everything about the Terrans, and can give everything for the Terrans.

Li Che is insidious and cunning, selfish, self-serving, and he does not harm others, even if he is merciful.

Give yourself to others? It is impossible for the sun to come out in the west.

In terms of spiritual comparison, the Suiren clan is like the sun that shines on the universe, warming countless people with its own light and bringing hope to those in the dark.

Li Che is like a little ghost in the gutter, he does a lot of things that harm others and benefit himself, or harm others and himself, from the inside out, it is very bad.

The two can't be compared at all.

On the spiritual level, even if Li Che is whitewashed and good, he is definitely not as good as the Suiren clan.

Li Che's heart, liver, five organs, and even his soul are like a stinky ditch that has been precipitated for tens of thousands of years, which has become completely black, and no matter how he washes it, he can't wash it clean.

What's more, Li Che never thought of whitewashing.

The blackening is ten times stronger, and the whitewashing is three points weaker.

has been a demon for so many years, and he is good because he is ashamed of his appearance, so his Dao heart is inevitably too unfirm.

Dao heart can also be understood as belief, once faith collapses, cultivation is regressive, and it is directly finished.

Therefore, it is impossible to whitewash from conscience, and it is impossible to whitewash in this life.

Fighting to the end on the road of the devil is his destination.

Pressing down on the complicated thoughts, Li Che took a deep breath, saluted respectfully to the Suiren clan, and said in a loud voice: "Humans, Mangniu tribe people, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun Throne Tongxuanzi, meet the ancestor." ”

I made a mistake with the chapter name earlier, and I am contacting the editor to revise it.

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