Since several people from Xuanxuan Valley came to the door to complain, Kong Zheng locked himself up for half a year.

After four years of thinking, Kong Zheng began to have eyebrows.

On the table was a piece of paper with a large character of the penmanship of the Wonder Horse.

Lin Qingdeng walked from behind him, looked at this character and said suspiciously: "Nightmare?"

Kong Zheng's font is beautiful, strong and powerful, Lin Qingdeng has seen it, but this 'nightmare' character, although the penmanship is Jun, but it is ethereal and weird, and it seems to be an original font.

"Kong Zheng, do you want to hang up?"

"Hmm. ”

Lin Qingdeng took the paper and hung it on the wall, and the piece of paper next to it had been yellowed and had been hanging for more than three years, and it was a 'dream'.

"Nightmares, nightmares. Lin Qingdeng looked at the big characters and whispered, "Have you realized something new?"

Kong Zheng asked rhetorically, "Do you understand what nightmare means?"

"Naturally. Lin Qingdeng looked at Kong Zheng, "Nightmare is a type of ghost, but ghost cultivation can't turn the Yin God into a nightmare." It is said that nightmares can only survive in dreams. This is all nonsense...... Dreams are illusory, they are bubbles, so the nightmare is not real, and the nightmare is the monk who studies this way. ”

"Is there something real in the falsehood?"

"How is it possible!" Lin Qingdeng smiled, "The people and scenes in the Nightmare Technique are all projections. How can there be real. ”

Kong Zheng said: "Do you know the inner demon?"

Lin Qingdeng was suddenly stunned: "It is said that when you break through from the Yuan Infant Realm to the Transformation God Realm, a second Yuan God will be born, but that Yuan Shen has an independent consciousness and will get out of control, and his skills are extremely high, and he can even devour the deity." It's called the demon of the heart. If you can't subdue the heart demon, then you will fail to advance, and your cultivation will be reduced back to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant. If you are killed by the heart demon, then you will die!"

Kong Zheng asked, "Is the inner demon real or a projection?"

"This ......" Lin Qingdeng suddenly thought about it. Obviously, everyone's demons can only be seen by themselves. It's certainly false, it's a projection, but it can affect reality!

Kong Zheng said: "Have you ever heard of 'Nine Demons and One Nightmare'?"

Lin Qingdeng shook his head.

Kong Zheng confirmed: "It is said that if you want to advance to the God Transformation Realm, even if you can appear nine time of heart demons, you may not appear once of the demon of nightmare. In my opinion, the demon is the key to the murder technique in the dream. ”

"If you can summon the Nightmare, aren't you also in danger?"

I?

Lin Qingdeng nodded: "The heart demon is the thing that is feared in the heart, it is an obstacle to the avenue, it is a bottleneck in cultivation, it is a great terror, only fear will appear in the heart demon, but because of fear, the heart demon is stronger than the deity." ”

Kong Zheng thought about it, and it seemed to be so.

However, Kong Zheng smiled: "I will find a way to solve this, but how to summon the demon is a difficult matter." ”

......

After four and a half years of dreaming, the people who had eased down began to become tense again.

From the previous enemy of life and death, to sympathy, and then to strangers, everyone's mentality has undergone a growth and transformation.

Under the circumstance that the sect is unable to restrain its disciples, this kind of transformation is developing in an unknown direction.

Kong Zheng practiced swordsmanship, walked, and thought every day.

Trapped in a dream is also a process of being trapped in a fence, in the past six months, some sword cultivators often knelt in front of Lei Ping to admit their mistakes and atone for their sins, and they told Lei Ping that they couldn't hate it. Those Demon Sect disciples were also ordered to attack.

Some Demon Sect disciples also appeared in front of Lei Ping, confessing their mistakes and atonement.

It is difficult for Lei Ping and Gu Lao to describe their feelings.

In the case that they can't kill those demon monks, can they have such a repentant attitude, is it good or bad?

Accept it, is it worthy of the dead disciple protégé?

If you don't accept it, do you really want to die?

Lei Ping told Gu Lao that this dream was a small world, and he only felt that the righteous path and the demon path were incompatible, and he had never been so sad. He can't wait for the good that he died before, let him choose to forgive or refuse, he will not be human inside and out.

Gu Lao also expressed sympathy, cute and helpless.

"Why don't you go to Kong Zheng to confess your mistakes and atone for your sins?" Lei Ping couldn't help but wonder when he saw the righteous path and demon path disciples kneeling down from Jian Feng.

"He's just going to kill us. Won't listen to any of our explanations. ”

"Yes, he's more like a demon!" said a sword cultivator who had built a foundation realm.

"Bastard!" Gu Lao suddenly scolded, "Without Kong Zheng, you would have died a long time ago!!"

"That's better than being tormented like this!" the sword cultivator retorted with a stiff neck.

Suddenly, a ball of flame left the main hall of Wenjian Peak and appeared in front of Jian Xiu, and the next moment, the flame turned into the appearance of Kong Zheng.

Looking at Jian Xiu who was kneeling on the ground, Kong Zheng squatted down and asked, "Is it very painful?"

The sword cultivator shuddered.

He knew Kong Zheng, obviously he started late and was weak, but the other party was the leader of the formation here.

However, according to rumors, Kong Zheng's origin is not as simple as the minor repair of the Divine Valley Realm at all.

The sword cultivator lowered his head and said, "Yes! Kong Zheng, to be honest, we have been fighting with the Demon Dao disciples all these years, although we know that this is futile, but this is the only way to vent the hatred in our hearts. But a year ago, we didn't want to fight, and neither did those demonic monks. I'm ashamed, I'm sorry for my dead fellow ......"

That sword cultivator burst into tears.

Kong Zheng looked at the other disciples of Jian Xuanshan: "You think the same way?"

The crowd bowed their heads, did not admit it, and did not deny it.

Kong Zheng looked at the Demon Dao disciples: "What about you, why are you kneeling in front of the main hall of Sword Xuanshan?

A monk from Xuanxuan Valley said: "I used to think that it was very enjoyable to fight, kill, and compete for resources, constantly calculating, constantly fighting, and rising or eliminating like raising Gu, but now I am a little tired of it." The sect knows that we are here, Kong Zheng, this is not a calculation, nor is it a confession, this is friendship! We are friendly with the monks of Jian Xuanshan, and we can't bear to torture ourselves, kneeling here, not afraid of you, this is friendship!"

Friendship.

It's a very funny word, but Kong Zheng can't laugh.

He was an old stubborn, he didn't understand the word, Kong Zheng raised his two fingers together, and the sword qi appeared at his fingertips.

The demon monk who spoke sneered: "I know you don't believe it." Give it a good time!"

The fingertips were pointed on the other party's forehead, but the sword qi did not rush.

Kong Zheng took a deep breath: "I don't believe you. ”

The Demon Dao Monk turned his head to the side and sneered.

"But......" Kong Zheng paused and looked at the group of sword cultivators, "I want to believe them." ”

The demon monks kneeling on the ground were stunned.

They felt an inexplicable force supporting them and making them stand up.

The group of sword cultivators looked at Kong Zheng in surprise: "Are you willing to forgive them?"

"I don't want to. The sect will not forgive. After all, so many people died, and they died because of them. ”

The group of sword cultivators lowered their heads, and Kong Zheng said, "So when you leave the Nightmare Array in the future, you need to think about it in the mountains for five years to fulfill your so-called friendship." ”

The group of sword cultivators looked at Kong Zheng and were a little puzzled: "Have you only thought about it for five years?"

"Hmm. Then, these demonic monks who have a friendship with you need to do five hundred good deeds. You can be exchanged for freedom. ”

"You mean...... We have a chance to get out?"

Kong Zheng raised his head and looked at the moon: "Maybe." ”