Volume 2 Wind and Cloud Convergence Qingzhou Chapter 47 How to break the heart of the demon

In the layers of white mist, a thin figure opened his fist left and right, and the strong wind howled.

This is the 386th punch, and it still misses.

The boy gasped for breath and sat on the ground with his arms sore and weak.

"What, that's all there is to it?"

The wordless scholar circled the boy, laughing with disdain.

"You...... You're just thinking it's in a fantasy. ”

"Outside, if you don't tear you to pieces, you're sorry for the penance these days. ”

The young man was weak enough to spit out a voice, and his sharp gaze fell on the wordless scholar, as if he wanted to devour it alive.

"First, whether it's inside or outside, your kid is far from being the master's opponent. ”

The wordless book spirit opened his mouth coldly, and the immature children's voice exuded a momentum no less than that of an adult.

"Not an illusion?"

"Second, the master will say it again, the master you see in front of you is not an illusion conjured up by the old guy, but the real master himself. ”

"Third, the title of master, you kid dare to use it again, see if I don't blow your head up!"

"You kid is here to spend it yourself. ”

"Master has this time, it is better to go back to Meimei and sleep. ”

The young man smiled coldly: "Do you really treat the master as a three-year-old child?"

"Believe it or not!"

The boy staggered to his feet and hooked his finger at the wordless scholar.

"Dream your big spring and autumn dreams!"

The wordless book spirit suddenly yawned, and the light on the surface seemed to dim slightly.

"Take me out, and I'll trust you again. ”

"What is fake is fake, and if you don't have the ability, you don't have the ability. ”

"That's it, it's all an illusion anyway, and you can't die of hunger or hunger, and you can't hurt yourself. ”

"Why does the master want to do things for your kid for no reason?"

The wordless book spirit was unmoved, as if he had seen through the young man's mind.

"Bah! These carving insect skills are a fart in the eyes of the master!"

The wordless scholar has always been proud of himself, especially dissatisfied with the ridicule and contempt that comes from his mouth.

"I think the scenery here is not bad, and it doesn't hurt to stay for a year and a half. ”

The young man suddenly changed his words, and his expression pretended to be relaxed.

After thinking about it, he was full of doubts and did not dare to draw conclusions.

"Then you've broken this carving insect skill. ”

The young man was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"Could it be that this doll is really not an illusion?"

"Hey, you kid don't have any weird yin and yang here. ”

"If the master wants to break the phantom array, it's just a gesture. ”

"Just talk about it and don't practice, according to what you say, I can still single-handedly torture and kill the Great Grandmaster. ”

The boy deliberately smiled lightly, full of irony.

"You still can't break it. ”

"Fart!"

"Then you're broken. ”

"I don't want to. ”

The wordless book spirit finally couldn't stand the young man's provocations one after another, and the light was a little more vigorous.

"Close your eyes and listen to the master's command. ”

"Then you're broken!"

"Break it!"

The boy couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Doll, you shouldn't be a little monk from Shaolin Temple, right?"

The young man pursed his lips and sat on the ground according to the instructions.

"All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and they should be viewed as such. ”

"You are a monk, your whole family is a monk!"

"Just kidding. ”

"Fart!"

The wordless book spirit suddenly became angry and scolded.

"Sleep. ”

"Sleep?"

The young man smiled, and his guess became more and more determined.

"What's next?"

"Fool, of course it's not telling you to sleep like you normally would. ”

"Why, you can still sleep tricks when you sleep?"

The boy opened his eyes suddenly, and his pupils were full of incredulity.

"You're kidding me?"

"Don't be so angry. ”

Then you say, and I'll do it. ”

"Where did you kid get all this nonsense!"

The boy shook his head with a smile and hurriedly closed his eyes again.

"All things have a law, and they are born from the heart. ”

"The so-called illusion is nothing more than a blind spot of perception that varies from person to person. ”

Suddenly, there was no sound all around.

The wordless old book hangs steadily in the air, spread out flat, and slowly turns page after page.

"Sow the cause today, and he will reap the fruit tomorrow." ”

"Earthly fireworks, or greedy obsessions, are buried in the heart, condensed but not dispersed. ”

"Everything is about cause and effect. ”

"Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. ”

Teenagers are naturally no strangers to this term.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there were powerful warlocks, who gathered the dantian, knotted the golden pill in the body, split the mountains and the sea, and won the sky.

"Call it the demons. ”

"Demons?"

Of course, these are all rumors that I often heard in my previous life.

As for whether it is true or false, or whether it is made up casually by some idle people, it is not known.

When the tribulation soars, the thunder tribulation comes, and the cause and effect are eliminated.

If there is a demon in the heart, the catastrophe will not recover, and the ashes will be wiped out, and the cultivation of a lifetime will be in vain.

The wordless book spirit couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What, could it be that there are other theories?"

"I'm not an immortal cultivator, and I don't need to cross the tribulation and ascend, where did these demons come from. ”

"Who told you that demons are such a mess?"

"To use the simplest analogy, you've always heard of split personality, right?"

The young man's face darkened: "According to what you mean, could it be that I am a psychopath?"

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly became interested.

"The so-called inner demon is more like a product independent of the real personality. ”

"Fart!"

The young man clapped his hands heavily on his knees, and his voice suddenly rose.

"Now it seems that there is a little bit of a sign. ”

The wordless scholar spirit pondered for a long time, and said surprisingly solemnly.

"The boundless vast sea of fog is precisely the best proof of the dazed fear in your kid's heart. ”

The young man thought about it carefully, but did not open his mouth to refute it.

"This white vast cloud, is it also a demon?"

"Or else?"

The wordless old book silently turned a page, and two large gilded characters hung in the air, slowly emerging.

"Seals?"

"What about the pitch black space?"

"What's the point?"

The wordless old book was silent, as if in deep thought.

"A sealed memory. ”

The young man looked dazed and subconsciously blurted out.

"What seal?"

There was a faint sigh in my ears.

"No comment. ”

The young man's body trembled slightly, and something unknown in his heart was about to move.

"Yes...... About what?"

"If you don't become a demon, you can't break the demon in your heart. ”

"How do you become a demon?"

The young man smiled bitterly, let out a long breath, and closed his eyes slightly.

"How did you break this mental illusion?"

"What's next?"

"Adjust the internal breath and converge the aura. ”

"Sleep. ”

The young man was speechless for a while, and lay flat between the clouds and mist.

"Integrate yourself with the space. ”

The young man frowned and said with a wry smile: "Doll, you are too abstract." ”

"Cultivate to the truth, and the direction is empty. ”

"It's nothing more than reining in the aura. ”

The boy suddenly realized that he did so.