From birth, about 100 days old, babies will generate their own consciousness, and with consciousness, they will have various emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and the emotions that arise after this are all impure and carry all kinds of thoughts.

The only way Kong Fei could find was to use his own Origin Spirituality to seal the six realms of these infantile emotions with his own Origin Spirituality, leaving only one of Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Fear, Love, Evil, and Desire. In this way, the emotions that arise will be pure.

When these babies reach the age of sixteen and have a sound personality, the emotions they collect can be used as materials for the Soul Slashing Sword.

It doesn't sound difficult, but when it comes to implementation, it reveals another thorny problem: after sealing the original emotions of these babies, most of these babies died at the age of four or five due to incomplete temperament, and almost none of them survived past the age of sixteen.

In desperation, Kong Fei could only completely turn into a demon, using his identity as a national teacher and using the followers of the "Forgetting Worries Sect" to collect those newborn babies from the entire Xiyun Empire, and millions of babies died as a result, and those bones even completely filled the entire underground palace of the Daoist Academy, and finally attracted the attention of the Three Holy Sects and joined forces to eliminate demons.

When he first cultivated the "Yuan Shi True Demon Sutra" and fell into a demonic catastrophe, Kong Fei fell into his own demonic barrier, a kind of self-doubt about his nature: with invincible strength, "I" itself is the rule, everything I say and every move is the way of heaven, to this point, why do I have to abide by all kinds of dogmas in the world?

This kind of thinking is close to the truth, and it is almost unassailable.

If it weren't for the "Rune Sword Fetus" to forcibly suppress it, I am afraid that the void body condensed by the original spirituality would have collapsed long ago, and then the belief would collapse, the consciousness would not exist, and it would have completely dissipated in this world.

Now, Kong Fei's various actions have undoubtedly given the answer to this question, but whether this answer is right or wrong can only be seen by the wisdom of the benevolent.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!

From the perspective of heaven and earth, whether it is a person, a demon, a mountain, a river, a sea, a grass, a tree, an insect or a fish, they are all just one kind of existence, and there is no essential difference.

In the eyes of heaven and earth, there is no difference between humans and ants, and in Kong Fei's eyes, mundane mortals and ants are the same. Fundamentally speaking, this is a pure demonic thought, which seems to be invulnerable, but it lacks a bit of reverence for life, and just treats life as a tool, a material, and a plant and tree.

Whether this thinking is right or wrong, the answer to the question is likely to be very different.

Now, the Seven Origin Emotions are only the last one in their arms.

It's just that the scene in front of him is quite weird, the seven elders of the Three Holy Sects closed their eyes and crossed their knees, each staying in the array, and the spiritual power in their bodies trickled endlessly, maintaining the normal operation of the "Seven Xuanfu Infant Demon Deterrence Array", but everyone seemed to have lost consciousness and fell into a kind of silence.

The first four realms known in the "Yuan Shi True Demon Sutra" are: "Shelling", "Dreaming", "Gathering Spirits", and "Melting Spirits", which correspond to the four realms of cultivators' Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, and Yuanying.

Today's Kong Fei is at the peak of the realm of "Gathering Spirits", and "Dreaming Without Demons" is the natal supernatural power generated after reaching the peak of the realm of "Gathering Spirits".

Dreams are the case, emotions are the knife, and I am the one who holds the knife.

Observing the various experiences and past of the person in the dream from the perspective of a third person, discovering the flaws in it, and then infinitely amplifying a certain emotion, causing the person in the dream to die of his heart, this is the so-called "dream murder".

If the heart is dead, then it is really dead!

Two hundred and seventy years ago, in the territory of Qizhou, the southern patrol country of Sansheng Island, there was a small city called Mingyan, which was not the capital of Qizhou, and there was only one big family surnamed Song in the city.

The mansion compound, the drunken pine garden willows, the eaves of the corridor are tactful, and the servants are like clouds.

The Song family has been in business for three generations, and has accumulated a lot of wealth in the clan, and some of the descendants of the family have joined the Three Holy Sects and become core disciples. Just when the Song family was in full swing, the pearl of the Song family, the little princess Song Fanghua, was born.

Because of the pampering since childhood, the little princess gradually developed a willful and brutal temperament, and always took pleasure in bullying those subordinates on weekdays, so she also picked a willow rattan whip full of barbs with her own hands.

Li Xuan is the son of the Song family, and his parents are both descendants of the Song family.

Once, when the little princess sneaked out to play alone, she accidentally fell into the artificial lake of the flower garden, although this little princess has a strong temperament, a stubborn temper, and treats her subordinates either beating or scolding, but no matter how much she hates it in her heart, Li Xuan still can't watch this brutal little princess drown alive, and try his best to save her from the lake, however, in exchange for a solid slap.

It's just that Li Xuan, who was angry and angry at the time but didn't dare to attack anyway, didn't know what kind of impression he had left in the heart of this little princess Song Fanghua.

Since then, the little princess has often teased the young Li Xuan, who is usually angry, and the latter is blushing and has a thick neck. Li Xuan hated this little princess very much in his heart, but Song Fanghua regarded Li Xuan as his best playmate, just like this, a trace of affection gradually precipitated and brewed in Song Fanghua's heart.

Due to the barrier of identity, Song Fanghua firmly pressed the girl's mind in the depths of her heart, but Song Fanghua, who has always been arrogant, did not notice Li Xuan's thoughts, thinking that as long as he opened his mouth, Li Xuan would definitely obey his words. The only possible obstacle is the opposition of the family.

At the age of seven, Song Fanghua entered the Three Holy Sect to practice, and when she returned at the age of seventeen, she found that the person she was thinking about had become a relative a year ago.

When she learned the news, Song Fanghua vomited blood and fell into a coma on the spot......

What happened afterwards was much as expected. For the sake of their little princess, the Song family oppressed people with power and forced the two husbands and wives to separate, and even Song Fanghua was so jealous that she stabbed Li Xuan's nine-month-pregnant couple to death in front of everyone.

The Song family was in great power, and this matter was quickly suppressed.

Li Xuan and Song Fanghua got married, and later seized the opportunity to enter the Three Holy Islands and embarked on the path of cultivators. After learning and succeeding, he slaughtered all the old and young of the Song family, and even sent Song Fanghua to hell with the punishment of 360 knives!

Now that Li Xuan has already become a Jindan Ancestor of the Three Holy Sects, two hundred years have passed since this incident. I thought I had completely forgotten about this matter a long time ago, but at this moment, it appeared in front of me very clearly.

Li Xuan seemed to have a dream, and the self in the dream returned to the age of seventeen.

In the courtyard, the sun is exposed.

He was tightly wrapped in arms by two thick women, kneeling on the bluestone ground like a soldering iron, three feet away, was his childhood sweetheart's wife.

At this moment, his wife was lying on the ground in extreme pain, whimpering and screaming, blood was constantly flowing from under her bulging belly, and most of the clothes on her body had been shredded by the willow vine whip, scarred and shocking. Song Fanghua held the whip in his hand, whipping one whip after another, and with each stroke, the barb on the whip would bring out a strip of flesh and blood......

Li Xuan felt a touch of guilt in his heart for no reason, which was the guilt of killing his wife and children in vain.

However, it was this emotion of guilt, but it was like a spark on the prairie fire, not only could not be suppressed, but gradually became rich with the brewing of emotions, just a moment, Li Xuan was already full of tears, watching his wife fall in a pool of blood, the anger, resentment, and killing intent in his original heart ...... All emotions disappeared completely, replaced by intense guilt.

Slowly crawled to the side of his wife's corpse, opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, blaming himself for being incompetent, blaming himself for being powerless, his wife's corpse was like a sharp knife, stabbing him in the heart.

At this moment, Li Xuan suddenly felt relieved: he couldn't see his wife's corpse, couldn't hear his wife's wailing, and couldn't smell the smell of blood around him......

Everything in front of me seemed to turn into a cloud of green smoke and gradually dissipate......

Li Xuan fell, fell to his wife's side, and at some point, he inserted a sharp knife in his heart!

If the heart is dead, die of shame!

Li Xuan in the dream died, and Li Xuan in reality also went.

At a certain point in the "Seven Xuanfu Infant Demon Deterrence Great Array", Li Xuan's ancestor in the Jindan realm had lost the slightest breath of life all over his body, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a trace of arc, as if he was satisfied, as if he was relieved!