Struggle with the sky, the joy is endless! Struggle with the earth, the joy is endless! Struggle with people, the joy is endless!

Jia Tianxiang couldn't suppress his surging heart anymore.

As the saying goes, people's hearts are only in danger, and the Tao heart is only subtle; Cultivation is a thing against the sky, and there are many disasters, only by walking on thin ice and doing brave and diligent things can there be a trace of the possibility of becoming an immortal. For example, the Xuanmen Sect also has the prestige of the precepts, all kinds of dogmas, in order to seek the heavenly heart of the upper body, and the Buddhism sect has the Vinaya, and the entrance needs to be ordained, etc. And the cultivation of the Demon Dao is also the original heart, but there is no precept, it is more like the human nature and democracy emphasized by modern society, but it is selfish.

Demon cultivators, all day long studying the five desires and six dusts, with greed and hatred to trap others, they are also contaminated by greed and hatred at all times, just like a person throwing mud and beating people, their own body must be the dirtiest, so the monks of the demon are usually more emotional, even moody, they also think that they are worthy of their hearts, kill by me, think that it is great freedom, over time, they will lose themselves. Therefore, although the mana is incomparably high, it is quite extreme in terms of heart, and people in the Demon Sect usually practice for a longer time, the deeper the mana, and the worse the mood.

That is to say, if Jia Tianxiang is obsessed with and cultivates the magic of the Blood Prison, when he is concerned about the cause and effect of this physical body, his heart will be attracted by magic, and gradually go to the extreme, which will directly change his perception of life in the universe, family and friendship, for example, Buddhism says that life is painful, and you should not be greedy, otherwise it will be even more painful. Taoism says that life should be ordinary, follow nature, and be unfettered. The Demon Sect says that life is short, you should enjoy yourself in time, indulge in lust, wake up to the murderous sword, drunk and lie on the knees of beauty, whoever glares at me, I kill his whole family, this is the real magic!

In the end, he will only believe in power, voluntarily indulge in it, and do not want to come out, even if the Dharma is boundless, how can he love the red dust in his own heart, and do not want to be born, even if the Buddha is in the world, what can he do?

Jia Tianxiang has read some online articles in later generations, and in the cultivation realm inside, his desire is high, thousands of times heavier than Hongchen, what to say:

For the sake of immortality and longevity, the monk, the greatest rebel in heaven and earth who pursues eternal life, can be said to do everything.

Some ignorant fools in the world always think that cultivators who wield great power are pure in their hearts and have few desires, or even have no desires and no desires, based on their own ignorance and their own imagination.

Immortals who truly coexist with the sun and the moon may be able to be at ease without desires or desires, but cultivators will never be able to do so. Just because the word "immortal" itself is the aggregate of all the best in the world. The power of mortals is just playing with money and happiness for decades, and the cultivators are utilitarian, but the gamble is a hundred-year plan, life and death.

What my generation has been living in the world for a thousand years, what we have seen, tasted, laughed at, and played with is not what mortals who are dying like insects and ants can imagine and understand?

Killing his wife and preaching Jing Keshou, cannibalism and cultivating immortal dreams!

The mad demon generally pursues eternity, why do you do it so desperately? So ruthlessly? Just because the word immortality is the only carrier of everything in the world.

Knowing what his heart is referring to, knowing where his greatest desires and desires are, what is it to kill his wife and other children? What about cannibalism?

If you don't have this crazy ruthlessness, why can you do what no one in the world can do? Kill a woman who has loved you all your life, stab the cold blade into her heart, watch her beautiful face grow pale in the blood loss, look at her beautiful and heart-wrenching eyes......

Calm your heart and ask yourself, do you regret it, do you feel pain?

"Regret, regret is worse than death, pain, give yourself a hundred knives and don't have this moment of pain.

It's just that if I had to do it all over again, I'd still do it anyway.

Obsession, madness, at this moment force people to go crazy, but if you don't have this madness, how can you become a Buddha?"

If you don't go crazy, you won't become a Buddha. Therefore, Taishang said: "Forget love"

Then he rejoiced and thought it was wonderful, but where did he know that this was clearly the way of the devil!!! not even a demon, at least the devil did not regret it.

You must know that if this is practice, then it is just jumping from one sea of suffering into another greater sea of suffering, so what is the use of practicing?

It's like the Purple Mansion Heavenly Book, if the opportunity and blessing are not enough, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate, and the Demon Sutra also has all kinds of taboos. When Jia Tianxiang began to cultivate the Demon Sutra, the demonic consciousness that connected the heavens and the earth in the dark coincided with Jia Tianxiang's mental agitation, which attracted the inner demonic thoughts, internal and external/concubine, and it was really a demonic heart.

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Although there was no snow, the cold was getting thicker, Jia Rong made a charcoal fire in the house, and was drinking stuffy wine, after half a year, as the son of Ning Guofu, he was naturally dashing, but everything was afraid of comparison, just thinking about it, Jia Rong muttered "Jianmei", and there was hatred in his eyes.

After taking a sip of wine, I looked up and saw a painting pasted on it, the characters in the painting were solid, and its story was "Burning Quinoa", and I didn't look at who painted it, so I felt a little unhappy.

The world is full of knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article.

And after reading these two sentences, even though the room is exquisite and gorgeous, I feel even more boring in my heart. Others only regard him as the heir of the prince of the country, with fine clothes and jade food, and a dashing manner, but how do they know how difficult his life is, this is when they see the words "the world is insightful", they can't help but eat and laugh; "From ancient times to the present, even in the Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, people still say 'dirty Tang and stinky men', not to mention our family! Who has no affairs in this family? This thing in the house, that one is hidden from me? Drink, it is really a big knowledge!"

After waiting for a long time, a woman came in swaying, and she was described as a na, with a romantic personality. Isn't it his good wife Qin Jianmei.

Jia Rong was also very happy to get such a wife, who was born with a delicate and gentle and peaceful attitude, and only thought that the husband and wife were harmonious. It's just that......

Looking at the romance flowing in his wife's beautiful eyes, and the spring red on his cheeks that had not yet faded, he only felt jealous.

She's my wife!

As if it was a beast's roar, it came out of Jia Rong's mouth, and her red eyes stared straight at this beautiful person.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qin Jianmei saw that Jia Rong had hysteria, and she was terrified.

"Master, what kind of master am I!" Jia Rong tightly grabbed Qin Jianmei's neck with both hands, and roared, "Even my own wife has been taken by others, and the top is green, or my own father brought it, what kind of master am I? I am not even a man!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Jianmei's face turned pale. She had long known that she couldn't hide this from her husband, but she didn't expect that Jia Rong would say it to her face. At the moment, he was no longer struggling, looking at the crazy Jia Rong blankly, feeling that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the slightest heat in his body was slowly dissipating. She knew that when this kind of thing happened, she had no other way but to die.