Such a powerful force is simply not something he can hold on to himself. If it is a treasure, sooner or later it will be hunted down by heaven and earth. Even if it was a human being, he was not sure if others would keep him in captivity.

There is a saying in the cultivation world that "mana is easy to practice, but the state of mind is difficult", and this is also where cultivation is difficult.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Mochen still decided to treat it as if he hadn't heard it, and try to restrain the effect of the purifying light. As for whether it will be recognized, it can only be decided by God.

Thanks to the concealment effect of the Coffin of Silence, no one noticed his anomaly. In order to avoid being discovered, he quickly sank his consciousness into his mind and practiced the visualization exercises.

Constantly contemplating the image of the golden crow, regaining the consciousness that is not yet complete.

After a while, Tujiemin's consciousness suddenly stopped, and an eerie fist appeared in front of him and was rapidly approaching.

"Is it going to collide?" As soon as the thought came to mind, his purifying power came into contact with the power of the Law of Hatred.

I thought I would be dizzy and dizzy, but the power slammed and began to dissolve.

"Not good!"

The thought in Lin Mochen's heart turned, and he hurriedly pretended to feel hard, and even slightly covered it up in the light.

He didn't know if it would work, but he did his best. As for whether it will be self-defeating, he can't care so much, he doesn't want to be kept as a pet.

Long live freedom!

After the power of this law disappeared, Lin Mochen made this purification power weaker by three points.

In fact, although the collision of the two powers consumed something, the consumption of the purifying power was less than one-tenth.

"It seems that this power of mine is really the light of purification!"

Lin Mochen didn't know what his mood was, anyway, he was unusually calm.

As the saying goes, it is not a blessing to lose a horse, and it is not necessarily a good thing to get such a powerful power.

This kind of power that everyone will covet is definitely a supreme treasure, the kind that can cause chaos in the cultivation world.

Although he got the Coffin of Silence before, as long as he hid it, there would basically be no big mess, at least not yet, Lin Mochen had already forgotten its existence a little.

After the first collision, Lin Mochen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this time there would finally be no more exhaustion.

Lin Mochen, who cherished his life, was very unhappy with his repeated fainting, the key was to put himself in danger, and he did not have his previous cautious style at all.

On the other side, a doubt also rose in the heart of the Tu tribe patriarch who controlled Lin Mochen's contact with the Law of Hatred. In his understanding, the Light of Purification should easily destroy the power of the Law of Hatred. And now, although the law of hatred has been successfully eliminated, the cost is just as great.

In this case, it would be nice to be able to eliminate a third of the law of hatred.

"It seems that we can only let him slow down the situation first, support him for some more time, and then deal with it when he recovers. ”

The Tu tribal patriarch did not investigate the truth of this power, and his personality and status did not allow him to do such a thing at all.

Without waiting for Lin Mochen to take two breaths, his purification power flew up again. Although it was also sudden, with the first experience, this time there was no previous panic, and I enjoyed the pleasure of this speed with peace of mind.

Lin Mochen secretly thought in his heart how he could pretend to be more real, so that they couldn't recognize it.

When night falls, I have to go......

Actually, I just want to stay in my dorm and live a "semi-monastic" life. And I'm just a student. The heart that should be full of depression and helplessness is rare at this moment.

On the second floor, the door was not opened, so I decided to wait quietly outside to enjoy the rare tranquility, and I was the only one here, so I didn't have to worry about being disturbed. During the day, the trees, flowers, grass, and even buildings that have been frequently ignored glow in the night.

There is no moon tonight, or it is not a rare night in months. The light is given by the dim lights of the school. Complete intoxication, in the night view dyed with yellow plants and green. It's too late, someone is coming. Perhaps they were whispering, but these whispers would shatter the peace in my heart and spoil the night in my eyes. I'd better go to the third floor!

When I walked, I didn't slow down, and I felt that my heart was moving with me - walking gently on the surface of the lake, not scaring the fish, not causing waves. At the penultimate step to the third floor, I changed my mind and went to the top to take a look. If I guessed correctly, I could climb into the open.

In the eye, it is a little dark and desolate, unclean, and a little messy. Walking to the side, I want to admire the beauty of those plants and trees again. Oh, alas, the parapet is too high, and it's not enough to be short. That's it, that's it, I'll retreat and ask for it, I can't exchange that life for a moment of satisfaction! And there's not much nostalgia here.

I felt a bit like a ghost, hearing my own heartbeat, but not the footsteps. The silence around me didn't frighten me, and I wasn't a bold person—I admit it. It is said that the students will cultivate a heroic and righteous spirit, which can exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits, and the academy should always be dyed with some brilliance. I stood softly, glancing softly, staring gently......

Leafless branches, no leaves under flowers, but there is an indescribable harmony between flowers and branches. The branches are not special, just ordinary gray-yellow, and there is nothing strange about them, and the flowers are white, but here they are pale yellow, and with a little hazy, they are a little more mysterious and fascinating. I don't remember the shape, but my eyes were probably a little bad at night, after all, I had two more pieces of rubber for six years. What kind of flower is, I don't know. I have seen and heard of thousands of flowers and plants, but I remember and can call not many of them, and I even called myself "nymphomaniac" because of this, only taking the literal meaning - to flowers is an idiot. Summarize the words of my classmates - smell the smell, appreciate its posture, know the season, and do not know Qing thousands of times; It's a little far away, and the nose is not a wolfdog attribute, so I can't smell the flowers. There is a breeze coming from the flowers, but unfortunately it does not have the fragrance of flowers, it may be too light. My curiosity is old, and I deliberately won't look for her and smell her scent.

It's not early, I'm walking to the second floor...

The second floor is not as quiet as just now, and it is gathering in twos and threes to communicate. Maybe I'm lonely, I'm just savoring the style of the building. The southeast-facing buildings here are much more flavorful than the northwest-facing ones. Elegant people are not very elegant, and ordinary people are not vulgar enough, but I feel like an ordinary person. It's a pity that I couldn't hear the insect-like cry just now.

The door opened, and I sat down by the window, hoping to hear the "insect call". Rather than listening to the whispers in the meeting, I was just enjoying the "worm calling......