Chapter 251: There is a demon in my heart

The Blood Demon Sect Sect Master's face frowned, his eyes were thoughtful, and he said secretly: "What secrets are hidden in this son, why do I feel shocked!"

After receiving the order of the sect master, Cheng Rui immediately did not dare to linger for a while, flew up, and went straight to the camp of the Yunsha Sect, he only had one thought in his heart, as far as he could, he would hide as far as he could.

How the female corpse turned into powder is still vivid, and the feeling of panic in my heart has become more and more intense, as if death is calling.

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The wind spiraled, turning into a solid wall, and an almost weathered body was being ravaged in it.

There seems to be only a thin layer of skin all over the body, showing a sallow yellow, and a pair of eyes are devoid of moisture, a wrinkled light green film. The skin on the top of the hands was swept away by the wind, revealing dark golden bones.

This body is none other than Fang Wenyuan.

However, at this moment, his soul was not in the body, but hung three feet above the head of the body, and the twin suns shimmered, looking at the clouds rolling up in the sky.

His eyes were not moving, but rather had a feeling of nearness.

The fairy spirit was still behind him, a silent guardian.

The Thunder Soul Law Body is not just as simple as cultivating the Thunder Soul, but is initially fighting for power with the Heavenly Dao, that is to say, Fang Wenyuan at this moment is clamoring with the Heavenly Dao. In order to seize the power of thunder, as the first step to achieve the thunder master.

However, at this moment, he is not really competing with the Heavenly Dao, after all, he is still too weak now, and it is not enough for the Heavenly Dao to pay attention to it. It's like a behemoth being bitten by a mosquito, and it's a feeling that doesn't hurt or itch at all.

Therefore, Fang Wenyuan is only laying the foundation now, taking the first step to embrace himself as the thunder master, that is, to annex the Nine Extremes Heavenly Thunder!

The Nine Poles Heavenly Thunder is red, and the main killing. Even the Heavenly Thunder in the Heavenly Tribulation is only a trace of its power.

Fang Wenyuan's choice of this ruined move was completely forced to a dead end.

At this moment, he has been lost in the illusion of beings in the Nine Extremes Heavenly Thunder.

All living beings, all living beings, Cheng Rui's roar came from it.

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Xishan Village, a paradise. In a fenced courtyard, a handsome middle-aged man is holding a book, like a pot of fragrant tea, slowly tasting it with relish.

A woman is in the room, the loom squeaks and creaks, and the woman combs the dense silk threads in an orderly manner.

A young man rode a tall horse with a red flower on his chest and walked slowly towards the small courtyard, with gongs and drums behind him.

An official in an official uniform trotted all the way to the small courtyard of the fence, shouting: "Master Fang, your son is the top student in high school, congratulations!"

The middle-aged man was suddenly startled, couldn't help but snicker, and immediately beckoned the official to sit down, and shouted to the woman in the room: "Madam, hurry up and prepare, my son is the top student in high school, you must have a banquet, a banquet!"

After that, he was a little overwhelmed, and the scroll in his hand was wrinkled by his roll, but he didn't know it.

The woman who was weaving in the house immediately stopped weaving, was stunned for a while, and finally got busy with joy.

After a while, the outside of the courtyard became lively, and it can be described as crowded.

Everyone whispered: "I have long seen that the young master of this Fang family is not a mortal, he looked like an aura when he was a child, no, he was the champion in high school, it's really amazing!"

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately accosted him and said, "That's right, when Young Master Fang was three years old, he started painting with that brush, and I still have a pair of them at home!"

While the crowd was whispering, the young man appeared on horseback. When he arrived at the yard, he dismounted and came to the middle-aged man, landed on his knees, bowed heavily, seemed to have a thousand words, and finally only said one sentence, "The child is back!"

The middle-aged man, his hands trembled, and his eyes couldn't hide kindness, and he hurriedly helped his son up.

Just as he was about to speak, a chubby woman squeezed in from the crowded crowd at the courtyard gate, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said in a sharp voice, "Master Fang, the girl of the Su family has agreed to propose."

It just so happens that today's noble son is the champion of high school, and it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, and today's marriage is the icing on the cake.

No, Miss Su, I've already brought it here!"

After saying that, the old man of the Fang family suddenly became overjoyed, and the champion couldn't hide the joy on his face.

The crowd at the door, driven by the fat woman, finally made way for a gap, and the red sedan chair appeared in front of Zhuang Yuanlang's eyes.

When the gold list was inscribed, the cave room spent candle nights. It can be described as a great blessing in life, and Zhuang Yuanlang suddenly had a feeling of fluttering in his heart.

On this day, Zhuang Yuanlang didn't know how much wine he drank, but in twenty years, he had never been happier than today.

As the night deepened, the feast ended, and the crowd gradually left......

Zhuang Yuanlang walked into the new house slowly with drunken steps.

The moment he lifted the bride's hijab, Zhuang Yuanlang suddenly turned ruddy and smiled stupidly......

The next day, Zhuang Yuanlang got up early and went to the high hall with his wife to serve tea to his parents. But I heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the door, and the ping-pong with the sound of the blade.

Outside the door, his voice was high-pitched, and he shouted, "Fang Wenyuan is there?"

Zhuang Yuanlang got up and walked out, and said: "Xiaosheng is Fang Wenyuan, I don't know what the general is doing?"

This middle-aged man who was full of armor and was not angry and arrogant, and he didn't talk nonsense, he dismounted directly, and then took a golden scroll from the hand of his entourage, spread it out in his hand, and said, "The holy decree has arrived!"

At this moment, Zhuang Yuanlang's parents walked out, and his wife, who had just been married, knelt down together to listen to the proclamation.

I thought it was a blessing again, and I was rewarded by the emperor, but I didn't expect it......

The general announced the decree and said: "Fang Wenyuan bribed the chief examiner and messed with my dynasty, the crime is unforgivable, and he should be beheaded all over the house to set an example!"

After speaking, Fang Wenyuan took the holy decree tremblingly, bitter in his heart, unable to argue. But I saw my father's body trembling, and I opened my mouth but didn't know where to start. The father took a hoe and struck him, shouting, "Rebel son......"

My mother was already in tears, and she couldn't stop crying.

The girl Su, who became a husband and wife yesterday, turned her head and left, and said to the general with the troops: "The little girl was just passing by and came to ask for a glass of water to drink, and it has nothing to do with their family, can you let the little girl leave?"

The general laughed and said, "Miss Su, oh no! Mrs. Fang, don't you understand the truth of a hundred days of grace for a husband and wife in one day?"

When this Su girl heard this, her smile turned pale and her face was colorless. Suddenly yelled at Fang Wenyuan...... The words are snarky.

The father's scolding and his wife's insults made Fang Wenyuan's heart bitter and he shouted injustice, but no one believed it. Compared to yesterday, this scene is like a heavenly turn in hell.

The general said: "Come on, take them down!"

On the long street, Fang Wenyuan was tied to the prisoner car, looking at the disdainful eyes of the people on the street, which made his heart tingle. His parents followed him, and the ensuing suffering made him even more painful.

This is, in the crowd, someone whispered, "I have long seen that this Fang family kid is not a mortal, he looked evil when he was a child, no, he actually bribed the chief judge, it is really audacious!"

"That's right, when the Fang family kid was three years old, he began to paint with a brush, and there are still his paintings on the wall of my yard! No, I have to go home quickly to scrub and scrub, if I am involved in such a bold and reckless person, I am afraid that I will also be unlucky!"

Fang Wenyuan's eyes were blank, his heart was depressed, and he sighed that the world was hot and cold, and he had no desire to survive.

Suddenly, a crazy thought filled his heart, and he didn't know where the strength came from, he actually broke free from the prisoner car, pulled out a knife from the official, and then rushed into the crowd, killing frantically.

The feeling of blood splashing made his heart happy, and the official messenger came and killed them all.

On this day, he killed people when he saw them, separated from his wife, left his biological parents, and disappeared

Ten years later, a crippled man in tattered clothes staggered to this dilapidated town, and this unkempt cripple was Fang Wenyuan, who had become a murderer and then left. In a trance, he actually remembered all kinds of past events.

Walking to the place where the prisoner's car was located, Fang Wenyuan sat down cross-legged and sat quietly for three days.

Three days later, one morning, he went to the fence courtyard where he had lived and began to meditate again. At last came to the entrance of the village, where he appeared on a tall horse, and sat quietly like a rock.

year

Two years

Three years

The years are dry and the years are glorious, spring goes to autumn and comes again, Fang Wenyuan sat quietly, not eating or drinking, but still alive.

This year, in front of him, a small grass popped up, and Fang Wenyuan opened his eyes for the first time, with a kind of enlightenment.

Slowly, he stood up and took one step at a time.

He said loudly: "All living beings are like sorrows and branches, you have plunged me into this reincarnation, tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and tasted all the sorrows and grievances.

But I am no longer me, just because I have a demon in my heart, or rather, I have me in my heart!

So, you can't change me, you can't kill me!

Nor can I be allowed to kill myself, you have failed!

This will be the last time I will fall into your samsara, and as long as I come out of this reincarnation, you will no longer be able to trap me. ”

With every step, some changes would occur in Fang Wenyuan's body, and the dust that was contaminated with him would disperse layer by layer. The lame leg is also back to normal.

The unkempt appearance gradually changed, and a gray hair slowly appeared. Dressed in plain clothes, he became spotless, but the evil in his eyes became more and more obvious.

In front of him, a road appeared that should not have appeared, and at the end of the road was a broken body.

Fang Wenyuan slowly walked to the front of the body, flew to the top of the body's head three feet, and raised his eyes to look at the clouds rolling up in the sky.

If you get lost in reincarnation, you will become a living dead, and you will have a body without a soul, isn't it a dead person?

At this point, Fang Wenyuan finally knew why Lei Daozi, who cultivated orthodox thunder spells, had demonic thoughts in his heart.

Demons are decisive in killing, asking their own hearts, and never caring about the consequences.

Only in this way can we break free from reincarnation.