Night fell, and Longhu Mountain also fell into silence.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there are not so many high-rise buildings, neon lights, and the bright moon and stars in the sky are particularly beautiful.

But apparently, someone ...... I don't have the mood to appreciate this beautiful sky.

Ding Yiming sat in his courtyard, behind him was the room where he had lived for half a year, and in front of him was the small courtyard where he practiced every morning.

This kind of life makes him feel very fulfilling, and he really likes this life very much, but why is he unwilling to continue......

What is the purpose of learning spells by yourself? To be handsome? To win the amazement and praise of the onlookers after you have displayed your abilities? Look at their surprised and envious expressions?

He'd seen enough of it.

The financial resources of the Ding family have made him a bright spot among his classmates since he was a child, and the feeling of "local tyrants are by my side" has made everyone around him surround him, and the stars are holding the moon.

How is this feeling different? It's just that the reasons are different.

Maybe at the beginning, I had such an idea, but now this idea has long been swimming away with the wind.

On Longhu Mountain, those elders have explained their youth, middle-aged, and old age to Zhengyiguan, for what?

In order to...... For the sake of the stability of the world!

Eliminate demons, as it should be.

Ding Yiming looked at the sword standing beside him, under the moonlight, it was emitting a faint silver light, and it looked extremely clean. But even ten hours ago, its blade was stained with blood!

Wasn't it born to protect the people of the world?

Why, it's also stained with blood?

If it is a real battlefield, even if the enemies in front of them are evil cultivators, demons, and ghosts, how can they not be all beings in the world?

How much of good and evil is determined at birth?

It is not like the gender of men and women, it is not like the color of the race, it is not like the birth of the noble...... The path of good and evil can sometimes be changed according to one's own thoughts.

If a person is not a sage, who can do no wrong? Not to mention that the law of the jungle eats the strong, which is the principle of heaven.

If the wolf eats the sheep, how can the sheep be righteous? How can the wolf be evil?

It is not right to bully the weak, but if you kill the strong in order to protect the weak, what is the difference with him?

I don't know how many people have thought about this question, and I don't know whether it's right or wrong.

But at least, at the daytime competition, when his sword slashed the student, his heart was touched.

In the future, what should be done, should this road continue......

Ding Yiming sat in the courtyard and thought for a long time, but there was no answer.

And at this time, suddenly the white shadow around him flashed, Ding Yiming was startled, and when he looked again, he did find that there was a person, dressed in white, fluttering down, and fell to his side, and then sat down again.

"Division...... Master!"

Ding Yiming stood up one by one, jumped away, and stared at the kind old man in front of him with wide eyes.

The person who came, it was Zhang Tianshi!

"Yiming, sit. The heavenly master was full of kindness, like an old man who was playing chess and telling stories downstairs, and patted the place where Ding Yiming was sitting next to him.

"Yes, Master. ”

Ding Yiming replied with his hand, respectful, and only then did he dare to sit back. One old and one young, just sit side by side.

"What are you thinking? Is it for today's daytime competition? You did a good job and didn't embarrass your teacher. The Heavenly Master said with a smile.

"It was taught by the master. ”

"Hahaha, you are really the most talented child I have ever seen, what's wrong, you are doing well, what is there to worry about? Is it because you hurt that student? We all know that it was a mistake, and in that case, it is normal to miss and hurt someone, and we will not blame you. ”

"But......" Ding Yiming opened his mouth, but he paused again and fell silent.

"Huh?" the Celestial Master looked at him. "If you have any worries or thoughts, tell me about them. ”

"This ...... Yes, Master. ”

Ding Yiming hesitated, but still nodded, said everything he thought in his heart, and after speaking, he lowered his head again, and the whole person revealed a desperate confusion.

The Celestial Master listened to his thoughts, just smiled, did not speak, raised his head to look at the sky, stretched out his hand and twisted his beard, his expression was intriguing.

"Master. Ding Yiming suddenly raised his head.

"Huh?"

"In this world, has there ever been a mage who doesn't kill?"

"Don't kill?"

"Yes, even if you don't kill, but you can still eliminate demons and defend the way, eliminate violence and peace, you can save thousands of people and save the world!"

"I didn't think your ideals were quite ambitious," the Celestial Master smiled.

"Master......"

"Hahaha, you kid. The Heavenly Master stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, and continued to look at the sky: "What about the past, even now, there are such people." ”

"Huh?" Ding Yiming was stunned. "Is there still a living in this world?

"That's right. "The Heavenly Master said as a matter of course. "He's the master of smoke. ”

"Master ...... Smoke"

"Master Ruyan lives in Yunmiao Temple, and he also traveled all over the world to help the world, I don't know how many people have been saved by him, and I don't know how many demons and evil spirits have been crossed by him, but in his life, he has never killed a person! Whether it is a person or a demon, he is called a 'living Buddha and holy monk', this person, it should be what you said. ”

"He has never killed, saved the suffering, or eliminated demons, yes!

Ding Yiming was a little excited when he learned that there was really such a person in the world.

"There are many people in the world who fight to protect the people behind them, but there are also people who do not treat everyone equally and have never killed in their lives, why, do you plan to become such a person?"

"Yes!" Ding Yiming shouted!

"You know it's hard. ”

"I know!"

"Then you ......"

"But I really can't bear it!" Ding Yiming said, "I can't bear to do it, I can't bear to see them killed by me, if you want to save the world, you must care about the world! Who is not wrong? I just ask them to change their ways, if they can't do it once, they will do it again!"

"Then have you ever thought that if you don't succeed in tempering, then he will still do evil, and then he will kill more people. ”

“...... This, this I thought. Ding Yiming's eyes dimmed. "I'm afraid Master won't agree with what I'm going to say next, but please listen to me. ”

"You say. ”

"That is, if you are the same person in the world, you will treat everyone equally, and killing ten people in the name of one person is not different in essence from killing one person for the life of ten people, and I will feel sorry for the life lost. I can't bear to kill him, and I will do my best to save him, but if I fail, I will also be saddened by the loss...... I don't know what to do, I really don't know what to do. ”

Ding Yiming said, his voice gradually lowered, his head hung very low, almost buried in his legs.

The Heavenly Master looked at him like this, was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "How many years, how many people have not had such an awareness, and there is actually one here in the old man, how can I refuse you?"

As he spoke, the Heavenly Master reached into the sleeve of his robe, took out a long wooden box, and handed it to Ding Yiming.

"From today onwards, you will not use a sword again, this one will be for you. ”

Ding Yiming was a little stunned, he didn't know what it was, he took the long wooden box with both hands, opened it, and what was placed inside was a pair of black steel whips!

The slender whip handle, with dragon scale carvings, the front section, is a pagoda-shaped thirteen-section long whip, pitch black as night, looks extremely hard!

"It's ......"

"Pick it up and try it. The Heavenly Master said.

"Yes!"

Ding Yiming picked up the double whip with both hands, stood in the middle of the courtyard, and tried to wave it twice, not heavy or light, just right!

"This thing, called the pagoda Xuanjin whip, is extremely hard, but because it is a blunt weapon, the edge is exhausted, since you want to be the person who does not kill the people, the sword can no longer be used, this weapon is the most suitable for you, it just so happens that you used to use both hands to make weapons, as a teacher, I will give it to you!" said the old heavenly master.

When Ding Yiming heard this, Daxi quickly knelt on the ground, holding the steel whip with both hands and backhands, and bowed to thank the old teacher: "Thank you, Master!"

"Hahaha...... Hurry up and get up, I didn't expect that, at a young age, I can have such thoughts, except for Master Ruyan, all I know, those who can have this kind of realm are middle-aged people in their forties and fifties, and some even have such an awareness when they are old, you are very good. ”

"Yes! Master Xie complimented!" Ding Yiming bowed again.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, Yiming, this pair of whips, there is a wonderful place. ”

"Huh?

"Try to connect the ends of the two whips together. ”

Ding Yiming followed his words, and quickly put the tail ends of the two whips together, and the old heavenly master immediately recited a spell, and the connection suddenly flashed with black light, and then looked at it, it turned into one and turned into a long weapon!

"This ......!"

Ding Yiming was taken aback and tried it twice, not by rotating or piston lock like the toys sold outside, but as if it was born and integrated!

"Hahahahaha......" Seeing him like this, the old heavenly master laughed, and with one finger, he recited a spell, and the two steel whips suddenly separated.

"That's the wonder of it, the double whip is long or short, single or double, it is more flexible to adapt to the battlefield situation, you have it, you will be more resilient in the future!"

"Master Xie!" Ding Yiming wanted to bow again.

"Hey, hey, there's no need to be polite, they must be happy to have a master like you on this pair of steel whips. Alright, tonight, you get used to this new weapon, and starting tomorrow, I'll teach you the mantra for separating and merging them, as well as a set of whips!"

"Yes, Master!"

In the courtyard, Ding Yiming bowed his hand and bowed. The Old Celestial Master stood up, shook the sleeves of his robe with a smile, and flew away in an instant, silently, like a fallen leaf rising in the wind.

At this time, neither of them knew that in the future, when people mentioned him in the Black Tower, they would mention the legend that he had never killed in his life......