Fortunately, there are only a handful of people in this world who can see Qingyun's bloody karma, even the old monsters who have cultivated to the Heavenly Spiritual Realm may not be able to detect it, after all, this is not one of the five intuitive senses.

As the words say, the fate of gathering and scattering is as impermanence as duckweed, and it is impermanent, so why can't he leave something in this impermanence?

Based on his cultivation in the Wind Realm, he could see that Qingyun was indeed only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was not a demon who was reborn, so it must have been his sinister encounter that made him look like this.

In this regard, Yan Lao, who has reached the peak of the Wind Fighting Realm, has nothing to do, no, maybe the power of the Spirit Realm is the same, because whether it is bloody karma or the inner demons that may breed, these are all existences rooted in the deepest part of the human body, how can others eliminate them on their behalf?

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have moved the idea of teaching Qingyun Xuangong.

As for Qingyun's full of anger, it is not impossible to use Yan Lao's current cultivation, but in his opinion, the cultivation is himself, if he can't even cultivate his own heart, how can he talk about the avenue of understanding?

So he only clicked two sentences, and then passed on some of the meditation methods he felt during alchemy, even the name was taken from the spot, and finally asked him to do more so-called "helping others", that's all.

After all, when we meet in Pingshui and like Qingyun's personality and talent, it does not mean that Yan Shi should help a stranger he just met, and he should have a good fate.

As for Qingyun's final fate, he could only sigh softly in his heart:

"Hey, Qingyun, I really can't do anything about it, I really can't bring you, the "evil star", back to the sect, I'm afraid that there will be a bloody disaster wherever you go in the future, take care of the little doll, let's meet again!"

With a low sigh again, the white-clothed old man named Yan Shi was faintly far away, except for his empty left sleeve, and not a trace of clouds were taken away.

In the air, the old man departed lightly, but the green clouds on the ground could not be calm for a long time.

Not to mention the happy work left by Yan Lao, just saying that he was angry in his heart had already shocked him.

It's not all because of the help of strangers, but that he has been ignoring this problem before, and now that he has embarked on the path of cultivation, he is no longer the ordinary mortal he used to be, once his mind is affected by anger, the consequences are unimaginable.

Besides, Fang Cai and Yan Lao talked about the word heart, and Qingyun was really touched.

The experience in the human world in the past two years has indeed made him grow a lot and realize a lot, but the price of growth and enlightenment is to become indifferent and bloody.

He still clearly remembers the conversation between the two side by side when he first met Yao Mengxun, in the past, he would treat the hare when he saw it, but now he is indifferent to the death of a person, is it really his own change?

"No, it's that the world has become bigger, but I have become smaller, and if you want to maintain your heart in this world, you really need to think often and pay a lot of money!"

After being silent for a long time, Qingyun suddenly whispered such a sentence to himself, as if he had finally spit out the depression that had been stuck in his chest for several years.

At this moment, he no longer seemed so desperate to have great power, and even suddenly understood that it seemed impossible for him to let go of hatred.

So since you can't put it down, you simply unlock the lock on the outside of the box, and let it be when the seeds inside germinate.

Finally, Qingyun laughed freely, and then laughed wildly, but the voice was extremely poignant, and he howled and cried out about the lives that had passed, the names he had remembered, not remembered, known, and unknown.

Eventually, my father's name was read.

He finally realized it:

"I thought that those memories were the motivation to support me, but I never thought that looking at them now is also a shackle that locks my heart. Although I think twice before acting, it seems that I really have to think about it carefully. ”

After crying for half an hour, Qingyun finally stopped sobbing, if the words and explanations at this time were still in front of him, he would definitely be relieved again, and he praised him again and again, because the anger on Qingyun's body immediately diminished a little with his own enlightenment.

But what is even more commendable is that his Dao heart has also become more mixed and solid than before.

In the past, he seemed to put a layer of armor in his heart, but now, he seems to have a heroic bearing that he is strong and he is strong, and the breeze blows on the hills.

After a while, Qingyun calmed down his emotions and began to rationally recall the method called Happy Gong in his mind, and then crossed his knees for about an hour before opening his eyes.

I saw that Qingyun's eyes were still as clear and bright as before, revealing a look of wisdom, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a little less fierceness in these bright eyes, and a little more elegance is restored.

This is a pair of eyes that are as gentle as water and make people feel more kind.

After a little more pranayama, Qingyun secretly said in his heart:

"This happy gong is called Xuan Gong, but in fact it is just a meditation and concentrating method, it should be used in conjunction with the alchemy technique left by Yan Lao, even if it can't help me improve my realm, but before I cultivate to the great success, my daily practice can also stabilize my Dao heart and make my state of mind peaceful, which is not comparable to other high-level exercises. ”

After practicing some happy skills, Qingyun only felt that his heart was depressed and reduced, if he continued to work for a long time, he would always wear out the anger on his body.

Blinking his lips, he thought to Yan Shi gratefully again:

"Yan Lao has the grace of reinvention for me, and he will definitely find the identity of the old man in the future to repay him, after all, a master like him is by no means idle, he must be an old man who has been famous for a long time, and he should be able to find out a thing or two if he knows his name. ”

Qingyun made up his mind in his heart, when he has the ability in the future, he must honor this kind old man more, in his opinion, although they have been together for less than an hour, he has already regarded Yan Lao as an elder like Yan Liangshan back then, half a teacher.

Everyone said that the cultivation realm was full of bloody and cruel killings, and Qingyun had seen a lot of them, and he had experienced them several times.

But he also met Lan Xinhui's gentle and lovely Yao Mengxun, and came into contact with Lei Jiang, who was decisive but cold-hearted, and now he has been favored by a kind old-timer.

It was all these things that gave him a deeper understanding of the essence of the cultivation realm, and even the whole world.

The people in the earthly world do not have the power to go against the heavens, and the constraints of the law make the society function normally, and although there are some institutions similar to the government in the cultivation world to check and balance the monks, this kind of restriction is much weaker than the law elder in the mortal world.

After all, once a person has the power to transcend the rules, he will have the ambition to override the rules.

But it was those kind people who quietly put a warm coat on Qingyun's heart, which also contributed to the reason why he never forgot the kindness in his memory even though he killed the world with a river of blood, but these are all later words.

Let's say that Qingyun thought about it carefully after he finished his work.

He felt that now that he had the happiness of speaking and calming his mind, he was able to put his mind that was gradually affected by hatred into order, and he was not so eager to pursue power.

What's more, although Changchun Gong is not enough to improve his realm, there is no restriction on the boiling of the physical body and meridians.

"Slow is slower, but it's better than nothing. ”

His body has been fused with the purest drop of Qilin essence blood, and it has been transformed by Qilin Blazing Flame, and even Qingyun himself doesn't know whether he is a human or half a Qilin now.

And he vaguely felt that although the realm had some restrictions on his cultivation, there was no obstacle to the strengthening of the physical body.

Therefore, he looks like he has a thin body, but in fact, his qi and blood are extremely vigorous, that is, the strength of his physical body is several times stronger than that of monks of the same realm, and this is because he only has a little bit of qilin essence blood in his body.

Perhaps it can be said that he, who has fused Xiao Qi's remnant soul and essence blood, can no longer use the theory of the present world to speculate.

It is precisely because of this that he used to look like an elegant and delicate scholar, but now he grows a bunch of stubble at both ends in three days, full of masculinity.

Except for the beard and hair, the hair in other places is still the same as before, otherwise it would take half a day to pluck the hair every day.

Qingyun smiled bitterly, and casually put the "jade" that Yan Lao left for himself into the treasure bag.

He didn't believe that this broken stone could be a treasure at all, but fortunately, he was not greedy at all, and he was already satisfied with his happy skills, and it was okay for Yan Lao to make a little joke with himself.

And now that there is the method of alchemy, Qingyun's mind began to come alive:

"Last year, I matured a lot of herbs in Wuhua Mountain, although the spiritual power was seriously lost after drying, but it was better than the quantity, so Ma Wang and Qi Fei also left some spirit stones for me, otherwise let's see if I can get a Dan furnace to practice my hands. As the saying goes, it's not that you don't have more skills. ”

After all, the young man is a young man, and he is only eighteen years old now, because his body has been transformed, although his body is long, he has not grown yet, and even his handsome and unparalleled face has also stayed at fifteen or sixteen years old, immature with some youth.

In addition, he is now considered "easy to be more than good", unless you look closely, it is impossible to find that he is the original Qingyun. Therefore, there is a little less yearning for those deceitful Xiuzhen sects, and a little more resistance that they didn't dare to have before:

"If it weren't for the fact that I can't find out the truth alone and take revenge, otherwise I wouldn't even bother to worship the so-called Fairy Sword Sect, hum!"

Qingyun couldn't help but sneer coldly in his heart.

Although Yi Qing is the uncle he has never met, and the only relative he knows is alive now, where was he when his father died?

Even he was assassinated by his disciples in the hinterland of the sect under his control, how could Qingyun not feel resentment in his heart?

"Hmph, don't you want unicorn teeth, then I'll see, which of us will become the competing sandpiper mussel, and who can become the yellow finch behind! Harm my father, slaughter my whole village, this revenge will not be avenged, and I will not be a man!"

With a flash of sharpness in his eyes, with coldness and solemnity, Qingyun once again galloped towards the official road, and hurriedly walked towards the distant city.

PS: Can you have a little comment, so that I know that someone is watching, the little brother really only has such a little pursuit~