The world has been colored since memory.

Daddy in brown linen. A lady in blue. The little sister who loves to wear red.

Yellow canola fields. Yellow clay. Black Dog. White cooking smoke. Green leaves. Rice with a hint of yellow.

Day. Very good day.

He didn't really care. It's true. He was born of himself. There is a piece of ice hidden in my heart. He laughs, he cries, he is happy, and he is unhappy. But these emotions are never "deep".

It's as if they're disguised, and they never come from the heart.

But even if it's just a warm stream flowing on the ice, he likes it.

Although this "like" can not be counted as from the heart. But it's just a little deeper than the "what".

And then......

And then......

And then there's the dry bone that protects himself with his body. It seems to be Daddy.

The round head that rolls on the ground. It seems to be a younger sister.

――It seems......

――It seems......

――It seems that this should be the case.

- Then I, it seems...... Seems like it should ......

"Revenge?"

Strange nouns, unfamiliar emotions.

However, it was the first time...... From the heart!

At that moment, the flowing "stream" was burned to the boiling point by anger, eroding the ice in the bottom of my heart!

This is the most special "empirical creature" of the Immortal League, the origin of the Great Treasure of the Immortal Gou.

Gou Dabao's name is rustic, but he has never had the idea of changing his name. For many monks who are not satisfied with their real names, it is really normal to change their name. But he didn't.

The name. It's his struggle. His struggle with "himself".

Well. Yes. "Himself".

In fact, the object of his initial struggle did not include "himself". He just hated the entire ancient law after seeing the current Taiping world, and then when he knew that he was also the ancestor of the ancient law in his previous life, he hated himself too. That's all. He also knew that his previous life might not have anything to do with the ancient law cultivation on this planet, it was just a meaningless anger.

However, his current personality is that of an unreasonable poor boy. I will be angry. I hate you, what are you going to do?

Poverty, that's his personality in this life!

Because he hated the remnant soul in his body, he volunteered to worship in the Yang God Pavilion and volunteered to become the research object of the secret project of the Immortal Alliance.

It's just that...... For the immortals, this kind of "resistance" is simply meaningless. Even the will to "resist" does not necessarily come from the heart.

Especially in the general environment of today's Fa Immortal Dao, his resistance was extremely difficult.

In this environment where there are only foreign ways.

The blessings of his previous life allowed him to discern what was the Dharma that led to the broad road and what was just an outer path and a small technique. From the bottom of his heart, he will reject those side doors that deviate from the avenue.

Heavenly Entropy ...... What fallacies?

The ...... Mechanical to the extreme. Extremely stiff, zombie or stone?

Heavenly Song Xing...... There is no spirituality!

Xingchen Dayan Zhou Tian ...... Phew, are the stars like that?

Performing Catalogue...... It's kind of interesting. But that's it.

Many times, he felt as if his reason did not belong to him at all. In his own mind, there is also a little person who is judging the exercises that are placed in front of him.

There is no future.

There is no future.

There is no future!

The little man seemed to dominate his joys and sorrows. Whatever the villain hates, he hates.

For him, cultivating those current Fa cultivation methods is like ****.

Yes...... Can it be done?

Absolutely. As long as you have the heart, it's not that can't be eaten.

But the desire to vomit, and the instinct to tighten the throat, could not be overcome. It is the body's instinct to reject harmful things from entering the body.

The human intellect can overcome these instincts, but it cannot eliminate them.

And for Gou Dabao, his "instinct" is extremely powerful. Even if he forcibly ate those "-like exercises", his "instinct" would force him to spit it out.

Harmful.

Harmful.

Harmful!

Gou Dabao's will was completely unable to overcome his "instinct".

The monks of the Yang God Pavilion once made an analysis. Gou Dabao's "Yin Consciousness" may be the consciousness of the former immortals. The consciousness of the immortals did not fall into a deep sleep. It's just that it's incomplete, so it doesn't work. But, after all, it was an immortal. Even if it was only a fragment of the mind, its total amount was far beyond the limit of what a mortal could have.

If Gou Dabao's entire mind is compared to an iceberg, then the consciousness of this resistor is actually just a layer of floating soil on the iceberg.

Cultivating again and again, approaching the Tianguan again and again, wandering again and again, unable to find the way back again and again, approaching Dan Broken Infant Again and again.

Then, again and again, the work is wasted.

That's his day-to-day.

Then, on this day, this particular "guinea pig" woke up again.

Ceiling...... This time it was changed to a red ......

As if instinctively, he was the first to notice the color in front of him.

Gou Dabao woke up, stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, and then turned over and got out of bed and walked towards the door. His eyes, which seemed to be inorganic, made one wonder if he hadn't woken up at all.

Actually, he just didn't have the energy.

He first went to the dining room and received his breakfast for the day. Two steamed buns with white noodles, a small dish of pickled vegetables from Nanhu, a bowl of porridge with shrimp skin and shiitake mushrooms, and some sesame oil and meat oil.

He gulped it down.

Honestly, it's a good day here. There was food and clothing, and those Dharma cultivators had never materially deprived him of this experimental object. The monks who were with him were all cautious in front of him, and at least they maintained basic etiquette.

Actually, he didn't care.

There is still an iceberg in his heart. This iceberg was only a small hole that had been melted before. He still doesn't really care about anything.

He. Or that "he" is an immortal. Immortals don't care what mortals do.

He couldn't shake it off.

The only thing he's greedy about right now. It's just the color that the eye sees. The sound of the ear, the smell of the nose, the taste of the tongue. Only these feelings are something he can dominate.

After breakfast, he followed a predetermined route and went to a room.

When he entered this room, he instinctively felt an aura of danger. He forcibly subdued his mind and then let his mind go. Immediately afterward, a translucent boy with a fluttering figure appeared in front of him.

"Are you the person I want to meet?" Gou Dabao sat down. , quietly looking at Wang Qi opposite. To be honest, he wasn't used to this kind of behavior of letting illusions invade his mind. His "instinct" felt,. This behavior is tantamount to having a knife on one's neck.

However, for him, the more such things are instinctively disgusting to the body, the more he loves to do them.

He said, "New project, is that what you're doing?"

The boy nodded, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

"That's right. Gou Dabao nodded indifferently: "That's it." Hand you over as a cultivator. ”

The young man opposite, Wang Qi, said: "I practice this method. It has to be calculated by the line, and the scriptures must be entered into the Tao. ”

The other party is Qi Xian, who has learned the mathematical method of "coordinate system". But he didn't want to think about the meaning and thoughts in it, and he was very good at cultivating the heavenly position.

"Settle the scriptures?" Gou Dabao frowned in disgust, but then felt a little happy.

It seems to be a very good thing to let the immortal in your body "eat some".

"I'm going to do away with it right away. Rest assured. Gou Dabao didn't seem to care about that. He looked at his body and said, "If you spend your own efforts, you may vomit some blood, and people here will have to clean it up, trouble." ”

"Is that so......" The boy didn't know what to say. In his heart, information about Gou Dabao naturally emerged.

Gou Dabao's current cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building. If ordinary people forcibly abolish their work at this stage, it will even hurt their souls, rather than "vomiting blood". However, Gou Dabao has the remnant soul of an immortal, so he is not harmed by this at all. His physical body has gradually adapted to the pressure of repeated disappointment.

"Speaking of which, do you have any time requirements?" Gou Dabao seemed to be familiar with the car: "There are some things that you may already know, but I still have to explain them in advance." I am a fairy and do not undergo a spiritual transformation when I am promoted, so I can level up at the highest speed that theory allows. For me, it only takes one year and three months from the Qi training period to the consummation of Jindan. If I want to accelerate on this basis, it will also be a burden on my body. If you'd like to be able to do it faster, say it now. ”

The boy shook his head: "I have nine years. ”

"That's right. Gou Dabao nodded. Then, he stood up and asked, "Nothing else?"

"Nope. ”

"Then I'll go back and waste my work. Gou Dabao stood up without a trace of hesitation or hesitation.

He really doesn't care about his own skills.

"Wait. The young man stopped him: "This cultivation method will definitely produce some special transformations when building the foundation and promoting the Jindan. When you have been promoted to the foundation building perfection and ready to form a pill, be sure to stop and wait for us to do a comprehensive inspection of you, and then I will personally raise the point. This is very important. ”

"Oh. Gou Dabao doesn't seem to have the slightest interest in the so-called "deliberate place".

After seeing him walk out, Wang Qi's consciousness returned to Ronde's house. In front of him, Chen Feng sat with Chen Youjia and Mi. The situation just now has been broadcast to the three of them in the Ten Thousand Immortals Fantasy Realm.

Wang Qi looked at Chen Feng: "What do you think?"

Chen Feng asked rhetorically: "What do you think?"

"He's like...... Not like a monk at all. Wang Qi was a little puzzled by this: "I don't think he is an angry avenger as the report says." There is no trace of ...... on his body at all There is something that can be called 'motivation' or 'passion'. ”

"Decadent. Chen Youjia added.

Chen Feng nodded: "This is also normal. Reason has long been in opposition to instinct. The personality on the surface has been in a state of emotional emptiness for a long time, and all the 'motivation' is filled in by the sleeping 'yin consciousness'. When there is a fierce conflict between yin consciousness and manifest consciousness, primordial and spiritual treasure, he will fall into a lack of emotion. ”

"This phenomenon is tentatively called 'atypical borderline disorder'. ”

"The biggest manifestation is numbness. (To be continued.) )

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