Thought has always been a taboo place, and since the beginning of the world, all living beings have been trapped by the barriers of thought.

If visible walls can be built and destroyed, invisible thoughts, when they touch something, are like ink dripping into warm water.

"Young people are simple......"

A black-robed man appeared outside the door, as if he had been standing there in the first place.

Yi Ming stopped what he was doing, he glanced at the child who stopped crying and looked at the black-robed man outside the door with a blank expression.

"Premeditated??," Yi Ming asked himself in his heart, but he still said. "Who are you?"

The black-robed man did not answer, but spoke. "I don't know why you are so highly valued, and you have made some people in the sect willing to cooperate with the hypocrites of the Xuandao Sect, and they want to get you. ”

"What do you mean?" Yi Ming was puzzled.

"You'll find out when you get there. As soon as the black-robed man's words fell, Yi Ming felt that the space around him froze, and he couldn't move.

"Where are you going?" Yi Ming asked. "Is there some misunderstanding?"

The black-robed man also seemed a little hesitant. "You'll know where you're going. ”

Yi Ming couldn't move now, he just watched the black-robed man walk up to him, and then suddenly the entire room began to fluctuate with spiritual sons.

"Hey, wait, what are you doing here? Teleportation Array?" Yi Ming shouted. "Don't bother like that......"

Yi Ming felt desperate at the moment, he never thought that someone would deliberately set a trap here, and it was just for him to be a nobody.

......

Inside the inn.

When Zhou Min and Lin Fan rushed back, Li Yue was sitting at the table on the second floor of the inn looking at the restricted Godzilla and fell into deep thought.

Both of them felt a little embarrassed at the moment, because they originally thought that something would happen here, so they came back and could help if needed...... Of course, they also know that their strength is limited, but their desire to contribute to the sect is firm.

"You two are very good. Li Yue said suddenly.

The two didn't know what it meant, and Li Yue didn't explain, so he continued. "It's nothing important here, you go to the village to help the villagers evacuate, solve the chaos in the village, briefly explain the situation to the elders in the village, and the follow-up will be dealt with by someone in the sect, so that those who have been damaged can rest assured." ”

"Yes. The two returned. This arrangement seemed reasonable to them, and Mr. Leyo seemed to be confident in everything.

Neither of them asked much, tacitly saying that this was the case, and without too many words, the exchange of information was completed invisibly.

Out of the inn.

Zhou Min and Lin Fan only remembered Yi Ming, although they had only been in Liuyun Sect for a long time, as long as young people had contact with each other, it was very easy to get acquainted, unlike adults, who were always full of vanity and perfunctory.

Zhou Min was a little impressed by Yi Ming, because Yi Ming seemed to have learned something from the time the incident happened.

"What about Yi Ming?" asked Zhou Min. "Didn't he walk behind us before?"

Lin Fan didn't care much. "Who knows, and I'm sure I won't do anything serious. ”

"Oh. Zhou Min glanced at him sideways. She felt that something seemed to have happened between Lin Fan and Yi Ming.

Zhou Min didn't ask anymore, but according to Li Yue's arrangement, the two of them went to implement their own affairs.

Outside Ryoiji Temple.

The three of them stood in the pavilion, which had been tilted, and the breeze was blowing slowly in the night.

As these things happen, the young, young and old monks in the temple have long been unable to concentrate on rest and practice.

But they didn't dare to go out, and some young monks were ignorant and fearless, and in the end they were afraid of the solemn face of the sensible monks, so they didn't dare to make a mistake.

Although they didn't know what the three of them were talking about, the size of the three people made them feel unreachable. Needless to say, the other two also have a sense of remoteness, a feeling of strangeness and unknown.

For some of them, this scene may just be a lively scene, and they can't stir up any waves in their hearts, but for some people, it has become a particularly profound picture in their memories, and it plays a pivotal role in their future lives.

Of course, the focus of these three people is not here.

The swordsman's mind is the purest, and he has only one purpose for this trip, which is to see the man in front of him, and then draw his sword against him.

Mo Yixi's thoughts were a little scattered, he felt the will of the swordsman, but he felt a little bored.

"I said, forget it for today, it's a good night, so as not to make it unpleasant, and I'm a little bored, I was going to wander around this place, but I don't have the opportunity now. ”

For the swordsman, it was an insult, at least he thought it was.

He didn't think much of it, and he thought it was the best time to do it. He has always felt that when people are hesitating, it is better to rely on their intuition than to find more evidence to support their decisions.

He drew his sword quickly, and when it was almost over, onlookers thought as if everything had not changed.

Quanshi's complexion changed, and there were many reasons why he was living in this place, and these reasons were far from being as decent as the monks seemed on the surface.

Every choice in life is not easy to make, and often these choices are not the best choice, but the choice of last resort.

He started out as an escape, an ordinary person's escape from the cruelty and barrenness of the world. Later, by chance, he opened the door to practice.

What makes the path of cultivation fascinating is its vastness and the fact that you can see the footsteps of many great figures on this path. An ordinary person, when he first glimpses the avenue, will always rush into it, and he was the same at the beginning, when he had the enthusiasm to dedicate his life to it.

But after the passage of time, when his enthusiasm cooled, he began to examine himself, only to find that he had already missed the trajectory of ordinary people's lives, and the long road of cultivation made him feel lost and did not know the direction.

So for a while he kept asking himself, what is the meaning of spiritual practice?

If he couldn't find meaning, he couldn't convince himself to keep walking. As he saw more and more people, he realized that the most exciting thing about the path of cultivation compared to ordinary people's lives was that he could meet all kinds of interesting people.

"There is something true in the benefactor's sword. Quanshi said.

This sword was aimed at Mo Yixi, but Mo Yixi didn't speak, but looked at the swordsman quietly, as if he wanted to see what he was thinking from his face.

The swordsman's face was expressionless, but his hand holding the sword was tight, this sword was his loss, the sword in the scabbard had been broken, if it wasn't for his speed, I am afraid that the broken sword on the ground would be scattered all over the ground now.