The smell of blood grew stronger as the Great Spirit approached. The great spirit of the pen and the fun www.biquge.info the pavilion just as he continued to want to get a little closer. Four or five more red lights shot out in a row!

Da Ling was caught off guard, and was bombarded by the big red light from one of the bowls.

Other rays of light also crashed onto the stone walls. It caused a wave of shaking in the mountain. There was a buzzing sound.

Then from time to time some gravel fell. Gray Daling felt that his chest was very tight, and he couldn't breathe.

Da Ling felt that his eyes were covered by a large black cloth. It's like a giant black ** hand.

Then he fainted and lost consciousness.

When the Great Spirit "woke up" again, he found that the thief of the Fa Qian Dao was standing in front of him with bad intentions, looking at him.

Da Ling looked at himself about 4 weeks up and down. Found yourself standing in an attic. It is on the second floor of the attic, facing a small garden.

Fa Qiandao said with a smile: "Great Spirit, look at your useless appearance. What did you do when your master was killed? Aren't you still dreaming in your master's sleeve? Why don't you dare to come out? Kill me? Come on, if you kill me, you will kill you. It seems that you still don't have the ability and guts! I tell you, not only you deserve to die, but your master and the entire Ten Thousand Rats Gate must die together! Hahaha! Hahahahaha It's like you don't even take him seriously. Then, pretending to be casual, he threw the sword in his hand contemptuously, making a clattering sound on the ground.

Da Ling saw that he suddenly lost his mind, just as the so-called enemies saw each other, their eyes were red, and the brave won when they met on a narrow road. Without thinking, the Great Spirit picked up the sword in his hand and was about to pounce. His hatred was so murderous, and he saw a series of black and red demon shadows quickly entangled. Although he. I didn't feel it at all, and such a crisis appeared.

At this very critical moment, he remembered that familiar voice in his ears.

It is the fruit of the original monk: when the thought arises from the hatred, the door of ten thousand obstacles is opened! The gray spirit still does not put down the butcher's knife, if you are like this, what is the difference between you and those demons who kill people without blinking? The most important thing for a practitioner is to control his own heart and self-nature, to make his self-confidence, to cultivate to perfection, to be round and jade, and to express his true self-esteem is the embodiment of the Great Dao, and only then can he know the embodiment of human beings.

The gray spirit's already red eyes and the heat in his heart were suddenly poured with a scoop of cold water, and gradually dimmed. Then he raised his head and looked at the false, in, can't fake picture, and smiled with the same contempt: "You don't have to lie to me anymore, you are just an illusion, or you are not a real Fa Qiandao person at all, or you are just an illusory projection, and you have not been a true soul at all!"

The shadow screamed when he heard it. Then it became twisted and turned into a pool of red blood scattered on the ground.

At this moment, there were bursts of roars from all directions. It's like a cry of rage from the depths of your soul. It makes people's hearts shake. The whole space began to shatter. Just like a fragile piece of porcelain, the general spider web-like lines begin to extend from the very center of the picture in front of you. Little by little, like a mass of glass shards, it shattered with a clatter.

The eyes and mind of the Great Spirit were restored and clear. I found myself back in that cave. Or that he didn't deal with this Shandong at all, but fell into a delusion for a while, thanks to the reminder of Monk Guoyuan just now. Otherwise, it is really possible to be induced by him, and it may not be able to come out for thousands of years. In other words, he was controlled by the demon shadow in his heart, and thus went mad, lost himself to the point of dying in the property, and practiced in vain! It is not terrible for a cultivator to die, but it is the most terrible thing to lose his Taoism.

As long as the spirit does not die, then it can continue to be inherited.

Po poked his little head out of the backpack in the back. The big eyeballs turned around and said, "What the hell is this place? It doesn't seem to be an auspicious place. Although my Ah Bao is a mascot, it is used to attract wealth and treasure. But he is also a well-informed person, and we have seen a lot of places like this. ”

Da Ling can't stand him bragging here. So he asked, "Then you can tell me why, what kind of place is this?"

Po stretched out his big tongue, washed his face with his big tongue and said, "This is easy to say, this is easy to say." I reckon this is the place to suppress some bloody thing, and now that the sealed barrier has been broken. That's why he leaked his breath. One thing to do now is to reseal the barrier. Or just bring him down. In this way, nothing is lost. If the mana is profound, you can subdue him. If your mana is low on the weekend and you can't sanction it at all, it is recommended to just repair the big array and rearrange it to suppress it, otherwise you will lose your life if you are greedy for a while. When the time comes, you'll figure out what kind of bargain you'll understand. ”

Shu Ling'er also poked her head out, and said in vain: "Cut it, who doesn't know about those things you say!"

The scholar was not honest either, and turned into a schoolbag and was still dangling on it. I almost shook off all the people inside. Holding his head high, he said, "That's not a good thing? Let's go in and walk around, and we can just be tempted." I still need to have a war of words here, and I can't practice fake tricks. We're mules and horses, we're going to come out and see. If it's really a very bullish thing. Let's just suppress it, forget it. If it's a bad fork, I think we'll just run away. After all, there are thousands of capable people in this world, and there is no need for a few of us to come over to support them. If there's nothing big of a deal, let's take him in, it's good to be a follower, and there is a shortage of cooks these days, so let her cook for us to eat. ”

Shu Ling'er said disdainfully: "With this smell of blood, the dishes she cooks can't be delicious, don't you want to eat pig blood sausage?"

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