The moment Zhou Qian saw that face, a roar broke out in his mind, and he immediately rushed out from above the ancient city, and the pointless sword was thrown out of his hand, turning into an afterimage and rushing directly towards the monk.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering roar echoed throughout the battlefield, and at this moment both sides of the battle stopped and looked at the roar.

The monk who stepped on the flying sword was only one step away from the commander of the black army at this moment, and his palm was almost about to slap on his chest, but he paused, because in front of his palm, there was a pointless sword, although the sword was pointless, it had countless sword qi, and directly smashed the monk's palm into powder, and even blood was spilled, which was shocking.

"Ahh

The monk shouted in pain, and was about to run away, but for the first time in Zhou Qian's eyes, there was a killing intent, that killing intent was very pure, without a trace of hesitation, under the urging of this killing intent, the pointless sword seemed to have spirituality, without the slightest pause, and instantly erupted thousands of sword shadows, directly blocking the monk and killing it directly.

The monk didn't even seem to have time to react, and directly turned into ashes, and his form and spirit were destroyed.

"Devil!"

The commander thought that with the help of the monks, he would be able to return victorious, but the boy who suddenly appeared killed the monk he had invited, and it was effortless, and he could not help but tremble, and immediately withdrew his army, without stopping for a moment.

The army was defeated like a mountain and withdrew, and only the black army was left under this ancient city, and the face of the commander of the black army was his eldest brother Zhou Lin!

"Big brother!"

Zhou Gan immediately bowed to the commander of the black army, and when he bowed, the soldiers of the entire black army were shocked and did not dare to speak, and the most shocked was the commander of the black army, that is, Zhou Lin, who was recognized by Zhou Qian as his eldest brother.

"Thank you for the grace of the young man to save him, this grace will never be forgotten. ”

The commander didn't seem to know Zhou Qian, and bowed to him.

"This ...... Big brother, I'm Zhou Qian, I'm your third brother!"

Zhou Qian was also very confused by his words, isn't it his eldest brother, but he looks exactly the same.

Just as Zhou Qian was about to continue speaking, the sky was spinning, and the picture changed again.

This is Zhou Qian, dressed in a cyan robe, sitting by a big river, he does not have a pointless sword in his hand, but has a withered yellow fishing rod, this fishing rod seems to have existed for too long, there are slight cracks on it, almost broken.

"It turns out that everything is an illusion, is it a fantasy in the illusion of the mountain, it is really a fantasy if you are not careful, you will be lost. ”

Zhou Qian looked at the clothes on his body and couldn't help but sigh.

Judging from his appearance, he wanted to fish, but for him, fishing did not seem to be difficult, he easily threw the hook into the big river, and sure enough, in just a few breaths, he brought up a big fish, and the fish's eyes showed a hint of joy.

"Xiaoyou, it's really a strange person!"

Suddenly, a vicissitudes of voice came, with a hint of surprise in the words.

The moment Zhou Qian heard this voice, he immediately raised his head, and saw that an old man appeared on the other side of the river at some point, he was also wearing a robe, and the fishing rod in his hand was raised violently, revealing an empty hook with residual bait, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Does Senpai like fishing?"

Zhou Qian saw that the old man had the illusion of seeing a sloppy old man, if it weren't for the difference in appearance, he almost said a sloppy old man directly, and now he is called a senior.

"No, I don't like fishing, I like to eat fish. ”

The old man in the cloak smiled slightly, and then threw the silver hook with the bait into the river.

"It's been a long time since I've caught a fish. ”

The old man sighed, and immediately glanced at the big fish in Zhou Qian's hand.

"If you have a heart, can you give your fish to Lao Xiu?"

The old man in the cloth looked at Zhou Qian and spoke lightly, with a hint of expectation in his tone.

"This ......"

Zhou Qian originally thought that the old man in the cloth had not caught a fish for a long time, and it was very difficult, so he wanted to give him the fish in his hand, but when he saw the excitement and joy of the fish's eyes looking at him, he couldn't bear it, he knew that the fish was given to the old man in the cloth, and it would definitely be boiled and eaten.

Although the fish was meant to be boiled and eaten, he was a little hesitant at the moment.

"Xiaoyou is kind-hearted, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

The old man in the cloth sighed after seeing Zhou Gan's hesitation.

The moment the sigh disappeared, this space was instantly shattered and turned into nothingness, and at this moment, he returned to the Illusory Mountain Realm, the purple gold throne was still floating above the sky, and he also held the pointless sword in his hand.

Those three images are a test.

"Little baby, you have no relationship with this purple gold throne, in that sea of blood, you were forced to kill the sword, and in that ancient city, although you have killing intent, you are not complete, and you have not completely defeated, so that you have left a disaster for the black army, as for the river fishing, you have lost the opportunity because of your benevolent heart. ”

Judging from the above three points, you do not have the intention of killing, but have a benevolent heart contrary to it, which is a great taboo, so you are not qualified for this throne.

After Zhou Qian heard this, a look of regret flashed in his eyes, but he didn't regret it, because that was his heart, and he had been like this since birth, and his nature was difficult to change.

"Your heart is benevolence, there is no ruthlessness in killing, there is no domineering extermination intention, and even you don't even have that kind of courage, unless you are forced by external forces, but after all, it is too passive, and the way to kill is to preemptively kill and stop killing!

But benevolence is a person, domineering is oneself, after all, the cultivation is based on one's own body, and how many people's hearts can accommodate the world, it is better to cut them all together, only the true self!"

The moment the middle-aged man saw Zhou Qian's divine consciousness come back, he spoke directly, saying that it was not suitable for the way of killing, and it could not represent the strongest Purple Gold Throne.

"Isn't cultivation about the pursuit of freedom, why must we use killing to prove the Tao, everyone has attained enlightenment, there is no hegemony in the world, only benevolence. ”

Zhou Qian has been familiar with the classics since he was a child, and he also has some feelings about the sage's sayings, anyway, if he wants to kill the Tao, then he would rather not, no matter how precious this purple gold throne is, it is difficult to shake the benevolence he has had since he was born.

"Hey, your baby is a hairy boy after all, I don't know the world, after you enter the world, let's see if your benevolence can replace the domineering of killing, I'm looking forward to it!"

The middle-aged man sat on the throne, not angry but mighty, he flicked his fingers, and suddenly the long sword buzzed, and returned to his hand.

"Little baby, it is fate that I meet you in this fantasy mountain realm, if you give up the benevolence in your heart one day, my purple gold throne will come to your feet, I wish you the way to kill. ”

The middle-aged man seemed to appreciate Zhou Qian, and whispered to him, with a seriousness in his words.

"Thank you seniors, my own Dao, I know it myself, as for killing, it's too bloody, I can't enter this Dao, and I won't enter this Dao!"

When Zhou Qian spoke, his face was calm, and he immediately bowed slightly towards the Purple Gold Throne, his eyes showed determination, at this moment, this void space collapsed, and he also walked out of the illusion of the Purple Gold Throne...... Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "Immortal Tomb Masterpiece Literature" to read for free for the first time.