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Pupil light is a heavy building? Pupil light is actually a heavy building! How can pupil light be a heavy building!

Three voices shouted from the depths of Lin Yizhi's soul, reminding him of this difficult thing to accept. Even if Lin Yizhi thought about it a thousand times, he wouldn't go, it was impossible to think that the sword spirit, the one who was created by the great god Nuwa with his own hands, and gave birth to the most humble, warmest, and most warm smile like the wind, turned out to be famous since ancient times, and the demon flame was monstrous, and was regarded as the originator of the mountain by all the people in the demon path in the world - the Demon Respect Building!

However, this is a fact! This is an indisputable fact! It is impossible for Hidesu to joke about this, because he is also one of the sword spirits, and it is impossible for him to slander Hitomi, because such an act is tantamount to self-smearing. From this point of view, the biggest demon in the world for thousands of years is really this pupil. When Lin Yizhi thought of this, his original mood of trying to stay calm could no longer be controlled, and in an instant, countless thoughts were surging and roaring like a storm.

"But, the pupil ......" Lin Yizhi opened his mouth, and wanted to say something more.

"No, in this world, since the moment he left for thirty-three days, in the heavens and on the earth, there is no longer that sword spirit named Pupil Light, only the Ten Thousand Demon Demon God with surging demons - Chonglou!" Yin Sue intercepted the words expressionlessly, as if correcting the inadvertent small mistakes in Lin Yi's words.

Yes, for Yinsu, such a fact has existed for tens of millions of years, so no matter how shocking it is, there will not be a trace of waves in his heart over time. It's just that the person in front of him is Lin Yizhi. How could he have accepted it in a moment?

"One day, I will make a vigorous performance like this world, in exchange for even the slightest attention to me in your heart......" Lin Yizhi's body trembled slightly, and slowly said the words of the pupil, or also known as Chonglou.

No matter how illusory this sentence was when it came out, it seemed to Lin Yizhi how ethereal, like those bold words that had never been realized. But now, Lin Yizhi felt that the words were like a thousand catties, as if the pupil was slowly speaking in his ear, thundering.

Every word, every countenance that was broken and sad to the point of anger. How can that be just talk? That is clearly the determination not to turn back.

You are the first god of the ancient world, and you are revered by all ages. I created the name of the first demon god of the ancients, and made the people of the world fear me as if they were in awe of you. What sword spirit, what temple, what thirty-three days, what Holy Emperor Fuxi, all go to rest!

In a trance, Lin Yizhi seemed to see the man in a black robe, with an evil face, exuding a cold aura all over his body, and suddenly smiled, that smile was like the dew of the morning light, like a warm spring breeze, and his temperament was so completely different......!

Sister, the name of this Ancient First Demon Respect Building, the title of the Lord of the Outer Heaven for thirty-three days, may be worthy of the dignity and glory of your Ancient First True God!

............

"It turns out that I was wrong, Hitomi, not Chonglou from the moment he left, he had already made up his mind. Perhaps, he chose to become a Demon Venerable just so that Nuwa could really value him once!" Lin Yizhi let out a long sigh, trying to calm his thoughts.

Yin Su was speechless for a long time, and finally Lin Yi's heart was as usual, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "It's just that becoming the first demon god of the ancients, is it really what he wants? Or, is this really what Nuwa wants to see? If this is the only way to make Nuwa understand how much weight the pupil light occupies in her heart, then this kind of approach is too unworthy and too heavy! You know, the sword spirit may still exist for thirty-three days, but the demon god ...... The first demon god and the first righteous god, such opposing identities are like fire and water, and they will never die! The moment he changed from pupil to Chonglou, he really lost his sister forever......

Lin Yizhi nodded and said, "The situation is like this, what can it be, everything is irreparable!"

"It's just that I want to ask you, there is something I've thought about for thousands of years, but I can't break it......" Yin Su Zhengse said.

Lin Yizhi's eyebrows raised, and he also said with a straight face: "Senior, please speak!"

Yin Su sighed, suddenly looked up at the snowy sky outside the window of the Xianyin Hall, and said word by word: "Nuwa saves the world, creates thousands of things, and has immeasurable merits." But it is precisely because of her ruthlessness and righteousness that her pupils are all lost, and she has become the most troubled demon building in the past thousand years. From the salvation side, Nuwa deserves the title of the leader of the righteous gods in the world, but she is probably to blame for forcing the pupils to fall into the devil and become the first demon in heaven and earth.

The hermit seems to be voicing his own doubts, and he seems to be questioning the right path today. The words and sentences were like knives and swords, as if the knife was deadly, and the words were bloody, and Lin Yizhi could feel the ups and downs in the depths of his soul.

Could this be the right way? Could this be the way of heaven?

Lin Yizhi's heart tightened suddenly, and a cold feeling came out from the depths of his soul, and suddenly, his whole body was as cold and gloomy as falling into an ice cellar.

Lin Yizhi's secret path was not good, knowing that it was Yinsuo's words that seemed to ask him, and the cold killing intent and tyranny that he had since cultivating the Demon Heart in his divine consciousness became ready to move again.

However, Lin Yi's heart had become extremely dazed. If this is really the case, how can I deal with myself? If I am the leader of the world's first orthodox Christianity, a disciple of the Sect of Sorrow, if the righteous path is hypocritical, where will I go?

If I don't think so, and the Hidden Demon is just talking nonsense and being paranoid, then how will I explain the boundless coldness in my heart?

What is good and what is evil?

In an instant, Lin Yizhi was torn apart by these two thoughts, his headache was splitting, and the boundless and powerful killing chill quickly occupied his last clarity like a tide.

Lin Yizhi's fists were clenched, his head was deeply lowered, the hair on his forehead covered his face, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but anyone could feel his changes, the monstrous chill, the killing aura, and the mind that was extremely restrained, restrained to the point of almost collapse.

Trembling all over, the green tendons on his arms burst out, if there is a cultivator who has cultivated above the Mahayana level at this time, just take a slight look, you can see that in Lin Yizhi's veins, an extremely terrifying black cold qi is scurrying everywhere, tearing his seven meridians and eight veins in an instant, and repairing them in an instant.

This pain is as unbearable as a maggot attached to the bone. However, Lin Yizhi's innate stubbornness has always supported him, and he will not say a word even if it is in all kinds of pain.

There is only a trace of clarity to tell himself: Extinguishing the demon heart, that is a taboo. You can't and you can't let anyone know!

But even so, Lin Yizhi still knew very clearly that this cold killing intent was tyrannical and domineering, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Maybe for a long time, maybe in the next second, he fell into the devil's path.

At this time, Yin Su seemed to have nothing to do with himself, and he didn't seem to notice Lin Yizhi's abnormality at all, and it seemed that he seemed to expect him to be like this. didn't say a word, just smiled and looked at Lin Yizhi, who was almost collapsing in front of him, just like ...... It's like admiring a masterpiece - a person who is about to be successfully brought into the path of demons by him and become immortals.

As Lin Yizhi's mind was gradually swallowed up by the Silent Demon Heart, Yinsuo's originally indifferent eyes suddenly flashed with a frenzy that was difficult to hide.

That kind of fanaticism seems to have been suppressed for a long time, burning like a fire in the dry and old eyes of the original hidden, like a substance!

Lin Yizhi felt that he was about to die, and the last trace of clarity was slowly eaten away by the powerful cold little by little. Lin Yizhi was already tortured by this kind of pain and almost gave up resistance, so he simply let him go.

It's a big deal, when I walked out of this Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, I was stabbed to death by someone with a sword, and it was happier than this pain!

It's just that...... I don't know if this sword-wielding person is his cold-faced and warm-hearted master, or the cold blue figure......

Don't care about it, I'm so tired, I keep so many secrets, what is it for? I am already a member of the Demon Gate, but I just went to the First Orthodox Church in the world to practice what kind of Freedom from Anxiety and Infinite Path? Or does the Demon Heart of Silence have a truly powerful power, so I just let this powerful power come a little more fierce!

In the end, heaven and earth, I am the only one!

Lin Yizhi slowly closed his eyes. Before the last bit of clarity disappeared, suddenly burst into tears.

If the master knew that I had sacrificed my life to become a demon, would I be disappointed?

If the little sister knew that I had become a demon, would she be sad?

Perhaps, I will never see the beautiful figure of the sword dancing alone under the moon again......

Farewell......

Lin Yizhi slowly released his clenched fists, and the boundless killing intent surged towards him like crazy.

Just when Lin Yizhi was already desperate, and the next moment he became the demon head of the Demon Heart of Silence, suddenly, an incomparably clear and loud voice suddenly sounded from the depths of the divine soul:

"Idiot, do you give up so easily? It's a shame that you still have so many missions! Quickly guard your mind, and do your best to exert your ...... of freedom from worries."

In an instant, Lin Yizhi suddenly opened his eyes, and the clear light flashed in his eyes. Because what he heard was true and true, this voice was not illusory, but so familiar and intimate.

It was him! It was him! It was him! The majesty of that voice was filled with boundless compassion, and it was the voice of the real person in charge of the Sect of Sorrow -- the voice of the real person who was in charge of the Sect of Sorrow.

There was a burst of warmth in Lin Yi's heart, and tears burst out of his eyes in an instant. He whispered, "Grandpa...... Grandpa...... It's you, I can't get it wrong...... Will you come to save me? I knew you weren't going to leave me alone......"

But even though Lin Yizhi murmured like this for a long time, the loud and distant voice never appeared again, as if he had never come.

Even so, Lin Yizhi didn't hesitate any longer, gritted his teeth, and the Sorrowless Infinite Dao suddenly unfolded, and suddenly, a vigorous aura of heaven and earth purest surged out with the purest power between heaven and earth.

The cold evil qi that had already occupied most of the divine soul and spiritual consciousness was caught off guard by this sudden and powerful heaven and earth qi, and it was like a slap in the face, and it collapsed for thousands of miles.

However, after all, this is the Ancient Demon God's Heart Method, how can it be so easy to admit defeat, not to mention, this time Lin Yizhi's evil qi entered the body more seriously than the previous times. The evil qi retreated for a while, but finally stabilized its position and pressed up again.

The two completely different true qi continued to fight to the death in Lin Yizhi's body. Lin Yizhi's body was enveloped by evil qi for a while, his whole body flashed black, and the demonic flames soared to the sky, and after a while, he was covered by the true qi brought by the Infinite Dao of Separation from Worry, and his whole body flashed with pure white light, and he was mighty and upright.

This change was also extremely surprising in Yinsuo's eyes, and Yinsu looked at Lin Yizhi in front of him intently, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

After watching it for a long time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and said secretly: This son's mind is really tough, and it is very accessible. It seems that I'm still in a bit of a hurry.

In an instant, the vigorous fanaticism in his eyes slowly disappeared, and was replaced by the original look of ancient wells without waves.

Lin Yizhi was tortured in the battle between the two breaths of one cold and one hot, one difficult and evil, and one righteous and bright, and his true qi was agitated, and his whole body was like a boiling wave, but he refused to back down half a point, only put his heart sideways, did not say a word, and exerted his best to release his worries and boundlessness.

In the end, the Silent Demon Heart was slowly forced back by the Sorrowless Infinite Dao because of his short cultivation time. Lin Yizhi didn't know the reasons, but he just felt that the warm current was surging all over his body, and he couldn't say how relaxed and comfortable he was.

"Heh-" Like the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Lin Yizhi let out a long breath, and finally survived. He tried to use his divine sense to explore every corner of the hall, but he never found any trace of the disaster.

Isn't it, hallucination?

Lin Yizhi clearly remembered that five years ago, on the square of the Great Hall of Sorrow, he was also tortured by the Demon Heart of Silence, and it was only when such a voice sounded today that he got through the crisis. At that time, he felt that this voice was very familiar, and even vaguely felt that it was a real person.

But after seeing him, he didn't say a word. Just tell him some ways to defend himself against his abnormalities. He slowly forgot about it.

This time, however, the voice rang out again, and it was so clear. However, after searching for a long time, there was no trace of the disaster.

Is it really just an illusion caused by a little obsession in my heart?

It's difficult, how can the head of the sect know his movements all the time?

Lin Yizhi shook his head, no longer entangled in this, and suddenly seemed to think of a crucial question, and couldn't help but tighten his heart, and suddenly raised his head and stared at the hidden in front of him, but he didn't say a word.

It's just that Yin Su seemed to expect it, and he didn't avoid Lin Yizhi's eyes, looked at him calmly, and asked with a smile: "Young man, I'm afraid you have something to ask me, but it's okay to talk about it......

Lin Yizhi nodded, as if he had made up his mind, and said word by word: "Ask the seniors, why did the seniors say these words to me, or, have you seen the vision on me?" Why are you indifferent and stand by and watch?......