Shen Yun groaned slightly, and then asked, "Are you sure you're right, it must be him, not some other secret envoy?"

"Small OK. Duanmu Guang replied affirmatively, "The difference between this kind of secret mark is the gap in the small stones. The shape of the notch created by each secret envoy is different. He's always made the notch into a perfectly symmetrical triangle pattern, and he can't go wrong. ”

I see. Shen Yun bowed his head slightly, and looked at the lakeside village.

It is said to be a lakeside village, but in fact, it is still far away from Jianxian Lake. The village is located in a small hill nest. At the foot of the mountain to the east, among the green trees, more than a dozen thatched huts are scattered and scattered. To the south is a gentle slope of fish-scale terraces that stretch halfway up the mountain.

They are all dry fields, with nearly seventy percent, and they are planted with a kind of big green beans that can be seen everywhere in Xianshan. The rest, bits and pieces, planted some vegetables or melons and fruits.

At this time, the villagers can be seen busy everywhere in the fields.

There is no demonic atmosphere above the village, it is clear and clear.

If it weren't for the secret mark at the entrance of the village, on the surface, it would be peaceful and there would be nothing wrong with it.

Shen Yun retracted his gaze and looked at Duanmu Guang: "You look very afraid of him." ”

Duanmu Guang nodded honestly: "He does have some means." The little one has been under his hands for decades, and no matter where the little one is hidden, it always can't escape his call. This time, maybe he thought that something had happened to the small one, or he was afraid that the small one would affect him, so he didn't try to summon the small one. "Leaving Mifu has always been his dream. After coming to Xianshan, he thought that the mountains were high and the rivers were far away, and as long as he planned properly, he would definitely be able to get his wish. No, he secretly tried his best, but they all ended in failure. As long as the Mystic Envoy wanted to summon him, he could not escape. After several times, he finally despaired and stopped tossing.

Shen Yun was surprised: "So you didn't know all along?"

"What?" Duanmu Hikaru was confused.

"There is a divine imprint in your Mud Pill Palace. Shen Yun used his fingers to draw a circle slightly smaller than a copper coin, and said, "It's so big, it's also a symmetrical triangle, dark gray. ”

When Duanmu Guang heard this, his expression changed greatly, and his left hand, which was not holding a knife, pressed his heart, and blurted out: "It's him, it's definitely what he left! No wonder Xiao tried his best, but he couldn't escape his control......" Suddenly, anxiously exclaimed, "It's broken! He must know that the little one is here......

Shen Yun interrupted: "Don't worry. When I found that Divine Mark, I erased it for you. "Otherwise, where would he dare to bring people back to the inn?

Duanmu Guang couldn't believe his ears. He opened his mouth wide and it took a while before he came back to his senses: "Erased?" As far as he knew, the Divine Sense Mark was not something that could be easily "erased".

Forcibly erase the imprint of other people's divine consciousness, to say the least, you must cultivate to two great realms higher than the other party.

The secret envoy is a real person from Jindan. If you are two realms higher than Jindan...... It's a virtual realm!

Could it be that the Lord of Heaven is a true monarch?

Shen Yun's head was full of black lines: "He is a demon cultivator." As long as it is a demonic cultivator's divine sense mark, I can erase it. Afraid that Duanmu Guang would misunderstand, he explained, "I personally don't approve of this method of controlling people." "Your Majesty, a real strong man, why use this kind of trick?

Duanmu Guang suddenly realized that it was the suppression of blood.

It turns out that bloodline suppression has such a wonderful use. It was the first time he had heard of it.

The secret envoy is also a demon cultivator!

Because of the suppression of the bloodline, even if he has all kinds of means, he can't use it in front of adults.

Also, is the latter sentence explaining to him? The adult did not have and will not put a divine sense mark on him in the future.

The tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed. Duanmu Guang was extremely happy to shake the cold sweat on his forehead: "The little one is really lucky." "As a demon cultivator, he is very jealous of the demon clan. I never dared to imagine what kind of humiliation I would face if I met the demons. I don't want to, when he really follows the adult, he will have a feeling of abandoning the dark and turning to the light.

Also, these days, he used his free time to make up for the rules and regulations of the Aoki faction, which he also felt incredible—he thought that the Aoki faction was at most pretending to be a cultivator on the surface, but in fact it was doing the things of the Demon Gate. As a result, after reading these rules and regulations, in his opinion, the rules of the ten major sects of the Xianmen are not as righteous as the Aoki faction. What made him feel even more unbelievable was that the adult was obviously a demon lord with noble blood, but he was determined to guide mortals to cultivate.

For a while, he was a little confused about what was good and what was evil.

This time, I heard it again, and the adult said that he had erased the imprint of his divine consciousness as early as the beginning. While he was grateful, he suddenly realized what he had been struggling with all these years!

Ever since he knew that he was cultivating the Demon Dao, Duan Senguang hated himself very much. He named himself "Light" for this reason.

However, when he grew up in a nursery in the secret house, did he have the right to choose?

Never!

No matter how much he hated it, he could only continue to cultivate demons.

Later, he finally left the secret mansion and was sent to Xianshan as a spy.

He thought that from now on, the mountains and rivers would be far away, and the secret mansion would be beyond the reach of the whip, and he could finally start again and choose again. However, every secret attempt is exchanged for repeated failures and even more despair.

What's even more ridiculous is that after following the demon lord, he is still obsessed with good and evil.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Guang couldn't help but clench the hilt of the knife in his hand, and said to himself: Duanmu Guang, you should be sober! You are a demon cultivator, not a cultivator. Good and evil, what does it have to do with you!

This was the first time he had faced up to his identity as a demon cultivator.

Because he suddenly discovered that in fact, demon cultivation does not necessarily mean evil. It's like not all cultivators are on the right path.

Good and evil, that is the criterion drawn by the cultivator.

He wasn't a cultivator, so why did he follow the one they came up with?

The monk only seeks to obey his heart. Whether it's demon cultivation or true cultivation, it's the same.

What is my heart?

In the past, I was afraid of the identity of the demon cultivator, and I never dared to face my true heart. That's why I lived in a daze and spent most of my energy on tossing.

But, now, I'm very clear about my heart.

That is, follow the adults and practice hard.

Therefore, it doesn't matter what is good and evil, true and demonic, I will only follow the adults in the future and cultivate my way.

Thinking about this, he only felt that his heart was bright, and he felt refreshed like he had never felt before. Even the world around it has become much more vibrant.

Duanmu Guang's heart was overjoyed - as a demon cultivator who built a foundation realm, he naturally knew that this was because of the improvement of his state of mind.

"Adults, small ones, little ones don't know how to get distracted. Please scold ......" He was very excited, a little incoherent.

Shen Yun interrupted him again and said with a smile: "It's a good thing to improve your mood. Duanmu, congratulations. ”

Duanmu Guang's size was half a head shorter than Shen Yun's. Hearing this, he tilted his head slightly, looking at the latter, and the respect in his heart was even greater, and he was once again extremely happy.

Making up his mind to follow adults was the first choice he made in his life. It turned out to be a wise choice.

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