Could it be that Mo Fan has never met a sect that can make the vast majority of disciples ignore life and death like Tingchao Pavilion?

The answer is obviously no, Mo Fan has not only met it, but also met a lot.

But that kind of sect is often some cult.

Usually some qualified children are taken into the sect, brainwashed education from an early age, cut off from contact with the outside world, and then instilled a set of ideas that are completely different from the world into their minds.

Mo Fan has also seen a lot of such cults.

There are people who kill their entire family with their own hands after leaving the sect, but they call it to free their loved ones from this world, and even if they die, they don't think they are wrong.

Thoughts can be tamed, and he has left a deep imprint in his mind, and death at the hands of his loved ones is the way to liberation.

This kind of imprint, once it is left, is just like ordinary people think that eating and sleeping is a natural thing.

But Tingchao Pavilion is not the kind of cult that uses fictional immortals to control the minds of sect disciples.

Under the setting sun, Mo Fan walked forward slowly without hurrying, and in front of him was the place where Wang Junxia fell.

Soon, he had already come to the mountainside, and a cave about a few zhang high at the entrance of the cave appeared in front of Mo Fan.

The edges of the cave are covered with cracks, and there is no gravel or mud slipping on it.

This side of the cave happens to be located with its back to the setting sun, and the slanted sunset cannot illuminate the dark depths of the cave, like a giant beast that opens its bloody mouth...

Mo Fan's figure soon disappeared into the depths of the cave, engulfed in darkness.

This huge cave was destroyed by Wang Junxia who fell down with a huge amount of spiritual energy.

Mo Fan had already reached the end of the cave, which was a darkness for ordinary people, but it could not block the monk's sight at all.

According to common sense, objects can only be seen if there is light, and without light, objects cannot be seen with the naked eye.

But for the monks, with or without light, the presence of divine consciousness can "see" anything!

Wang Junxia sat quietly at the bottom of the cave, leaning on the mountain rock behind him, tilting his head to the upper right, leaning on a protruding stone, looking at the top of the cave with his eyes out of focus, and his hands hanging weakly at his sides.

The whole body was covered with blood and smoke, and the injuries all over his body were naturally caused by Mo Fan, and the smoke rising from his body should have been caused by Wang Junxia's forbidden supernatural powers.

Wang Junxia has no movement, and even if he is not dead, he is almost dying, and the rest is only a matter of time.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

A violent cough came, Wang Junxia followed the cough, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood clots that were stuck in his chest, and after spitting out these blood clots, he resumed his breathing and gasped for breath.

Mo Fan said with heartfelt emotion: "The power of that move is almost the peak spiritual energy of the late stage of the Truth Awareness Realm, Your Excellency can actually block it with the cultivation of the early stage of the Truth Awareness Realm, it is really powerful!"

"When you reach such a realm as us, why do you have to fight to the death? With your cultivation, even if you enter the Heavenly Domain, you can be regarded as a famous person, and all kinds of resources are no less than you are in Tingchao Pavilion. ”

Mo Fan's combat power is obviously above Wang Junxia, and now Wang Junxia is seriously injured and dying, losing the ability to resist, and Mo Fan has no need to deceive him.

These words seemed frank and sincere, without any intention of taking advantage of people's danger.

Wang Junxia laughed loudly: "Hahaha...... cough cough cough ......"

The laughter pulled at the wound in the body, and there was another violent cough!

Mo Fan frowned slightly: "You and I have no grievances, but your moves are all dead hands, leaving no room for error..."

"Although the injury is serious, there is still room for recovery, as long as you enter the Heavenly Domain, your injury will be able to recover in less than two years!"

Wang Junxia reprimanded angrily: "Restore as before, can you restore this disciple who died in the Chao Pavilion to the same as before?"

"Into your heavenly domain, become a minion, lose your freedom?"

"Freedom or Death!!"

Every word is full of heavy resentment, strong unwillingness, and unyielding will.

All kinds of emotions filled his chest, the Tingchao Pavilion that he had built with one hand had been destroyed, his familiar relatives and friends had died, and now the culprit of all this actually wanted him to surrender?

Do you want him to work for these murderers? to survive, and then to kill more people, to create countless tragedies like himself?

It's ridiculous, you misjudged my Wang Junxia, it's just a death, so what's the fear?

Mo Fan frowned slightly: "If you are not free, you would rather die?" Since you are bent on death, then I will fulfill you!"

His attitude immediately changed, because Mo Fan knew that the person in front of him would never change his decision, change his pursuit, and change his principles in order to survive.

Although they are enemies, they don't actually have any deep hatred, it's just because they have different positions and pursue different things.

"Although they are enemies of each other, you are a respectable opponent, this Longyuan Sword is also known as the Sword of Noble Purity, and it is not tainted by your blood, it is not a tainted name......"

The monk is greedy for life and afraid of death, but this does not mean that the monk's faith is not firm.

The greed for life and fear of death does not stem from the fear of death, but because the monks are all self-interested and have their own pursuits, but they believe that there is nothing in heaven and earth other than the avenue pursued in their hearts, which is worthy of their sacrifice.

Chaowen said, death can be carried out.

They can sacrifice for the avenue they pursue in their hearts, for their ideals, and for their beliefs, but they will never sacrifice for things that are not worth it in their eyes.

For example, in the case of the elders of the Penal Hall, some monks seek the truth, pursue immortality, explore the unknown, and so on.

But all pursuits must be based on the realm of being strong enough, if they are not strong enough, they will be like the heart of the world, like this Wang Junxia, they can't keep themselves, what is the ideal?

In the case of a large number of cultivation resources, it can determine the level of a person's realm, which is a perfect closed loop.

If you want to pursue the goal in your heart, there is a high probability that you need a strong realm, and the improvement of the realm requires a lot of resources......

Cultivation resources do not only refer to the currency of the cultivation world (Gathering Spirit Vouchers), but also include various herbs that can change qualifications, as well as those heaven and earth spiritual objects that can be transformed into the protagonist's template by making waste qualifications, and mineral iron and stone materials that create the protagonist's exclusive artifact, etc.

If the resources are sufficient, wouldn't it be good for everyone to cultivate with peace of mind, and come out to drink tea, discuss the Tao, and exchange and exchange experiences in cultivation.

But the problem lies in the limited resources, the group of monks is too large, and the lack and depletion of resources are the main inducements for the Nine Clans to encroach on the free forces.

It can be said that the monks in this world are greedy for life and afraid of death, and they can't afford to make profits early, but this does not mean that the monks have no pursuits.

Turning his gaze back to the pitch-black cave, Mo Fan pulled out the light blue Longyuan long sword and stabbed it straight into Wang Junxia's chest.

"Ding..."

A crisp and loud sound sounded, and Long Yuan's long sword stopped an inch in front of Wang Junxia.

In the dark cave, there was a flash of light in an instant, and the source of the light turned out to be Wang Junxia himself.

Wang Junxia laughed, and then said, "Guess how much spiritual energy is still in the sea of qi in my body, and how much spiritual energy can it be transformed?"

Every monk has a large amount of spiritual energy stored in his body, and the spiritual energy can be used to fight the enemy when it is transformed into spiritual energy, and it can be used to strengthen his own meridians and body, so as to improve the realm.

The spiritual energy stored in the body is actually far greater than the spiritual energy that can be exerted by oneself, but due to the limit of the body's bearing and the limitations of the realm, the monks in the realm can only exert the spiritual energy level within the realm.

If you exert spiritual energy beyond the limits of the realm, it will inevitably cause great damage to the body, thus burying all kinds of hidden dangers.

There is also an extreme way of releasing spiritual energy, which can be exerted in an instant, far exceeding the spiritual energy of one's own realm by a hundred times.

That is to instantly urge all the aura in the body, and in an instant, all of it is forwarded into a frenzied spiritual energy - self-detonation!!

The price of this trick is his own life.

And self-explosion is a forbidden secret technique, and there are many restrictions, and there are very few people who can really do this trick.

Wang Junxia was full of light, and when he asked Mo Fan how much aura he still had in his body, he was already feeling bad.

He shouted again and again: "You madman! Blowing yourself up will ruin your destiny!!"

With that, he hurriedly turned around and flew away.

Mo Fan could vaguely hear Wang Junxia's voice: "Young you, you have lost your freedom and dreams, and you are already gray-haired. ”

"In the twilight of my life, I can still act recklessly, pursue my own heart, and I am in my prime. ”

Mo Fan secretly scolded again: Crazy! Self-explosion can't change the ending of the fall of Tingchao Pavilion!!

The frenzied psionic energy caught up with Mo Fan in an instant, and the moment the powerful psionic energy came into contact with him, he unleashed the last life-saving magic weapon, and then his consciousness was dispersed by the impact of the psionic energy.

How terrible was the self-detonation of the Realm of Knowing Truth? The monks present had the privilege of witnessing this catastrophe and answering this question.

The Truth Realm itself has been able to exert tens of thousands of psionic energy levels, and the moment it explodes, it can exert a thousand times or even ten thousand times the spiritual energy level far beyond its own limit.

The limit of the spiritual energy that can be emitted by the Heaven Peering Realm is only dozens of times that of the True Awareness Realm, and it can be said that the power of the center point of the self-explosion is far beyond the spiritual energy of the Heaven Voyeur Realm master.

The psionic energy of self-detonation is uncontrollable, radiating from the center of the mountain, in all directions.

"Boom!!"

A loud bang that shook the world came, it was the sound of Wang Junxia detonating himself.

Immediately after that, countless violent spiritual energy emanated from the center of the mountain, the depths of the cave, and the hard stone in the center turned into powder in an instant.

The rock layers of 100 zhang to 1,000 zhang are also cracked inch by inch, turning into gravel of different sizes, and cracks of different sizes appear in the rock layers beyond 1,000 zhang.

Cracks appeared in countless rock formations on the high mountain, and under the impetus of the follow-up psionic energy and the action of gravity, huge boulders rolled down.

At the foot of a mountain covering an area of thousands of zhang, the top of the mountain is close to a thousand zhang high, and more than half of it was destroyed in an instant.

Based on the center of the explosion, the top of the mountain, a few hundred zhang, was directly shattered, and then the boulder rolled down.

Below the center of the explosion, a large circular crater nearly 100 zhang deep was left.

The spiritual energy is scattered in all directions at the same time, and the power is also the largest at the center point, so the circle pit at the center point is the deepest, and the circle pit is from near to far, gradually from deep to shallow, showing a perfect arc shape.

If the rainy season comes, this deep pit will be filled with water, and I am afraid that it will form a strange scene.

On the top of a mountain, there is a large lake......

The spiritual energy spread down the rock formation, and within a radius of nearly a thousand zhang, a violent tremor was felt all of them, like an earthquake.

The rest of the spiritual energy turned into gusts of wind and swept away.

The loud bang that resounded through the heavens and the earth was followed by gusts of wind whistling by.

Many monks still don't know, if this explosion is in the air, I don't know how many monks can survive within a hundred zhang?

Fortunately, this mountain saved them from this disaster.

Looking at the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain, which had been standing tall and upright, was removed hundreds of zhang in an instant, leaving only the place below the mountainside, as if it had been cut off by a giant.

If they were suspended above the top of that mountain, they could find something even stranger, this mountain actually had a huge pit that was sunken down hundreds of zhang, covering an area of thousands of zhang.