After escaping from the leyline dragon cave under the Great Yu Ridge, Ling Xiang didn't know what happened next.

When Jiang Zuiyun told her about the situation, Ling Xiang was in a daze for a while.

"So, I robbed you once, and then I became the most wanted person in the world? No...... The ancient scriptures I cultivated were left to me by my master, why should they rob them? ”

Her expression was extremely complicated, and she had a shocking feeling that her three views had been impacted.

Anger, but also full of incomprehension and confusion.

"With so many of the world's heroic and bull-eared cultivators present, hasn't anyone stood up and said they can't do this?" Ling Xiang was incredulous.

"Do you think that the dragon marrow is an ownerless thing, and whoever can get it is someone's chance. And the cultivation exercises on your body are left by the master, and they belong to you, so others shouldn't come to snatch them? Jiang Zuiyun asked rhetorically.

"Isn't it?"

"Then what should I say about the Flying God Yaksha in the Dragon Cave?" Jiang Zuiyun lifted Ling Xiang up from the ground, used his divine power to help heal his wounds, and asked lightly, "That's where they were born, and the dragon marrow should have been their thing." ”

Several Flying Gods Yaksha were strong, and they must have already consumed the dragon marrow, and these that were taken away by Ling Xiang were specially left behind by them.

Of course, it was not for Ling Xiang, but for them to use when they rushed through and broke through in the future.

Jiang Zuiyun's words caught Ling Xiang off guard.

Yes, she was very uncomfortable when others tried to snatch her things, but she had just snatched the dragon marrow from the hands of those flying gods. In contrast, it seems that he has no reason to blame those people outside.

"But...... We are human beings, and those Nakshatas are not. Ling Xiang pursed his lips and reluctantly came up with a reason.

"It sounds normal for different races to compete for treasures and kill each other. But don't forget, the further you go along the cultivation path, the easier it is to become a separate 'race'.

When you reach a higher cultivation realm, those lower realm monks will become indistinguishable from mortals and ants.

Don't be in a hurry to contradict me, at first you may continue to treat them as if they were your own kind, but a hundred, two hundred years...... Hundreds of years from now, when you are already on the top, you will find that those monks of the same race who are hundreds of years away from you are not much different from the creatures of other races.

When you live to be 1,000 or 2,000 years old, and then look back, let alone be of the same race, even if you are the heir of your next life, in your eyes you may be no different from ordinary birds and beasts. ”

This is the reality of the spiritual world.

Many masters of the older generation are accustomed to life and death, and occasionally retreat once is a hundred years of start, mortals are white-headed, the grass and trees are withered and glorious, and all life has been infinitely close to equality in their eyes.

A human life is no more important than the life of an ant or a brute beast.

"So, the law of the jungle, regardless of right or wrong, is the most fundamental law of this world?" Ling Xiang's obsidian eyes seemed to have lost some of their brilliance.

"There are things that can be right and wrong, and there are things that you can't tell." Jiang Zuiyun gave a few examples.

The simplest is the phrase "there are many bones on the road".

In order to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough, in order to prove that the path of one's own cultivation is the strongest, throughout the ages, many proud heroes have fought all the way, all stepping on the blood and bones of others.

Because if you don't kill, people will kill you.

The battle of life and death does not tolerate the slightest kindness.

"But the indiscriminate killing of innocents and wanton humiliation are a different matter. A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. There is also an unwritten rule in the spiritual world that monks are not allowed to interfere in mortal affairs, nor are they allowed to act against mortals for no reason.

Most people would abide by this rule, after all, there was nothing in the hands of mortals worthy of the monk's help, and they could not provoke the anger of the people. ”

"Is that ......?"

Ling Xiang really didn't know these things before, Shizun Ram Yongming hadn't told her about these things, or rather, he hadn't had time to teach her these things.

"And what if mortals have a treasure in their hands?" Ling Xiang suddenly asked.

"That's 'the husband is not guilty'." Jiang Zuiyun hooked his lips and chuckled, his expression was very meaningful.

One sentence immediately silenced Ling Xiang.

She thought of her brother Ling Su, wasn't it because of the bloodline of the immortal golden body that she finally died outside the world.

"Actually, you don't have to be too nervous."

Seeing that Ling Xiang was silent, Jiang Zuiyun thought that she was sad that she had become the mortal who was guilty of her crimes, and explained her with a smile, saying, "Since ancient times, which one of those who want to become a great avenue has not been killed from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain?"

Now that someone is coming to deal with you, it's even simpler, find a way to block it, or even kill it back, anyway, they did it first, and you don't have to have any psychological burden.

Maybe you'll make a name for yourself! ”

There is no doubt that when the news of Da Yuling spreads, the fact that Ling Xiang is pregnant with the inheritance of the Taiyin Emperor will basically become a life-urging talisman.

In Jiang Zuiyun's view, this amulet should also be treated differently.

It only kills the weak, and the strong are certainly immune.

"I haven't even stepped into the second secret realm, what kind of strong person is it?" Ling Xiang tilted his head slightly and glanced at her.

"The marrow is all in hand, are you afraid that you won't have a chance to break through the second secret realm?" Jiang Zuiyun believed in her very much.

"You just said that since ancient times, every enlightened person has been killed from the sea of corpses and blood, but I heard that the Amitabha Buddha on Mount Sumeru in the Western Desert has never injured a single life in his life."

When Jiang Zuiyun heard this, he was silent for a moment, his expression was slightly solemn: "The water of Mount Meru is very deep, and it is rumored that it is a sacred mountain that flew from the sky.

Since then, there has been no other Taoist system in the Western Desert that can gain a foothold, and only Buddhist temples can continue the incense.

In a sense, Amitabha the Great did not harm the lives of others, but his methods were more terrifying than direct killing.

I have read an ancient book, and some sages speculated that almost all the people who lost to Amitabha Buddha became his supporters.

Some ordained monks, entered Buddhism, and practiced Buddhism; Some of them have directly become the vajra protectors of Buddhism. Among them, there are many strong men of the human race and the demon race, and there are some strange beasts, all of which have been transformed by Amitabha Buddha. ”

When it comes to this Buddhist emperor who preached the Tao 60,000 years ago, even with Jiang Zuiyun's temperament, he is a little secretive.

After some small talk, most of the hour passed.

With Jiang Zuiyun's help, Ling Xiang's injuries were much better, the broken bones were connected, the cracks on the surface of his body disappeared, and he barely recovered his normal mobility. However, if you want to truly return to your full state, it will take a period of time to recuperate.