The reputation of the outside world has no impact on Lin Zhining at this time, because he can't take care of it anymore, and he struggles to suppress the tyranny in his heart every day.

Decades of moral education are not trivial, he can comfort himself by killing people in the martial arts, if you don't kill them, they will kill you, and you have to do it for self-preservation.

But the killing of women and children is not among them, and although these women and children are kept by those who deserve to die, they are not guilty of death, and even if they are guilty, they should not be judged.

Every day, those souls who have died seem to haunt his ears from time to time. At first, he was able to suppress it with his profound internal strength, but then his internal strength gradually became stained with a trace of blood red, and the more he suppressed, the more crazy his heart became.

And as he used martial arts, those bloody qi seemed to seep into his muscles and souls. Later, he gradually did not dare to use his martial arts, for fear that one day he would become a madman who only knew how to kill.

Wandering in the mountains and forests, when he saw fierce tigers and beasts, he sometimes couldn't help but rush up and punch and kick, and when he was vicious, he would bite the beasts alive.

The desire for bloodlust is getting stronger and stronger, and it becomes normal for Ru Mao to drink blood. He knew his situation was wrong, but he couldn't bear it.

Even the "Sun True Fire Sutra", which he had gained great benefits, was of no use to his current situation, but made his bloodthirsty thoughts more and more vigorous.

Guarding the only trace of clarity in his heart, he did not enter the crowd, but wandered around in this inaccessible dense forest and mountains, like a beast foraging for food.

If there were no adventures, he was afraid that he would gradually lose his mind, and he would be in the company of wild beasts in this mountain, and he would never know the world again.

The world is impermanent, and turnarounds always come inadvertently.

Lin Zhining himself didn't know how many days he had been in this mountain forest, and he was full of evil aura and murderous aura, even the fierce beasts in the mountains couldn't avoid it.

That morning, he woke up from a tree, only to be disturbed by a rapid and shrill birdsong. It's a pity that the birds fly very high, and now he has forgotten how to use light skills, and he can't reach it when he jumps.

In a fit of rage, he saw a bird's nest nearby, picked up the eggs and threw them at the birds flying in the sky.

The birds chirped, but they were helpless, and circled for weeks, and flew away with their wailing.

Lin Zhining turned around and saw that there was still a bird egg in the bird's nest, so he picked it up and sent it to his mouth.

At this moment, he heard a "click" and saw a crack open in the bird's egg in his palm.

He heard the voice, and he didn't pay attention at first, then there was another sound, and the gap opened a little wider. Somehow, he became interested in the egg in his hand, and he was not in a hurry to eat it, his eyes were fixed.

Immediately, there were constant sounds, and the cracks grew bigger and bigger. In the middle of the night, the bird's egg was split into several petals, and a bird with a small yellow beak without a few fluff came out of it, and before its eyes opened, it fell into the palm of Lin Zhining's hand.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhining's heart felt like a spring thunder sounded, awakening his mind.

Shaking his head, he settled his mind, and everything during this time came to mind. He remembered that he couldn't hold back the killing spree, and then he was tormented by the inner turmoil, and then he was awakened by chance.

Carefully combing through what he had seen and heard during this time, his own actions, and when everything was recognized, he found that he still didn't have enough qi cultivation. Although he regretted killing women and children, he did not regret killing those who killed the people, but his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't stop killing as soon as he started.

Although he cultivated Dao and martial arts, all this was too easy, although he also cultivated it painstakingly, after all, there were too many elements of adventure, and he lost the foundation of being down-to-earth and honing step by step.

I have not experienced decades of penance, and the cultivation has not been tempered by the fact that I have not advanced much, I have not accumulated bit by bit in the battles of the rivers and lakes, and I have no understanding of the subtleties of martial arts.

Although his high-rise building goes straight into the sky and compares all the cadres with Tongji, if other people's cultivation is pyramid-shaped, Lin Zhining's cultivation is an inverted pyramid, top-heavy and shallow, how can he control himself.

Thinking about it carefully, since the beginning of the last world, he has been able to compete with Huang Yaoshi and other top masters, and this world has not yet met an opponent who can fight him to the death, all of which makes him blindly confident, his eyes are above the top, and he is the enemy of his fellow people in the rivers and lakes, and there is no reason for this to be ruthless.

Looking at the fleshy little bird in his hand, Lin Zhining smiled and said, "Poor little guy, you saved my Lin Zhining's life, but I caused you to leave your parents." Well, I'll find you a nest again. ”

Ignoring whether the bird could understand him, he leaped down from the treetops, took a light step in the air, and shuttled through the woods in search of another nest where the newly-hatched bird had nested.

After searching around and placing the bird properly, Lin Zhining had already made up his mind that it was time to find a master and teach himself knowledge.

It's not that Ma Yu and the others didn't have enough knowledge, they were also extremely advanced in Taoist cultivation at that time. But for Confucianism and Taoism, Lin Zhining always reads and explores a lot by himself, and there is no famous teacher to teach, so he does not seek to understand many places.

He now has an extremely solid foundation in martial arts, after all, he is practicing the Quanzhen Sect Taoist Xuangong, and this world has also seen a lot of first-class mastery, which has greatly enriched his martial arts knowledge.

Although he may not be able to create a good method of laying the foundation like Wang Chongyang, this is also related to his lack of qi cultivation and kung fu.

As long as he continues to circulate in various worlds, see the martial arts methods of different worlds, and absorb the essence of the experiences of heroes from all walks of life, this is not difficult to do.

Although he knows every word, and he probably understands what it means even in sentences, the subtle words in it are not so easy to understand.

Without advanced knowledge as a guide, his martial arts will not improve in the future, Lin Zhining is very clear about this.

But now that he is infamous, it is not so easy to worship a famous teacher.

But there is always hope that you will do everything, and if you will never succeed and do not execute it, then you have already failed.

The most learned Confucian child in the world is none other than Mr. Yang Ming, and Lin Zhining also wants to listen to this gentleman's "heart study" and learn the truth.

According to the time, Mr. is now about in the Huguang area. Therefore, Lin Zhining plans to go to Huguang, even if he can't meet Mr. Yangming, he can go to Wudang Mountain and talk to Chongxu, which will always be beneficial.

He didn't want to get into the crowd, and although he didn't care what other people thought, it was always uncomfortable to be pointed at, so he grabbed a few well-fitting clothes from a ready-to-wear shop, left the money and went straight to Huguang.