The valley surrounded by peaks is slightly lower and is particularly flat compared to the towering peaks that surround it.

Dense rain fell on the white clouds, and the white clouds hung over the valley.

The clouds are like umbrellas, blocking out the rain.

A large amount of rain flowed over the edge of the white clouds and fell on the surface of the peaks that surrounded the valley.

Water, gathered in the valley, is increasing.

Yougen lowered his head and looked at the water accumulating in the valley, more and more.

looked at Zhang Daoling, who stood on the water with his waist straight, his hands behind his back, and did not move.

Door.

"Sure enough, it was on time. ”

Yougen raised his eyes slightly, and the cold gaze revealed between his eyes fell on Zhang Daoling's body through the two eye holes on the mask.

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, chuckling.

And sure enough, he kept his word. ”

"Huh. ”

Zhang Daoling sneered twice, then shook his head.

"A man cannot stand without faith. ”

"He is always bound by faithfulness. ”

At the end of the day, faith is nothing more than ridiculous stubbornness. ”

"The cultivation of a master is so high, can't he see through these obsessions?"

Hearing this, Yougen snorted coldly, and the eyes behind the eyes gradually became two thin lines.

He was silent for a moment and said, "No. ”

"Obsession, of course, will shake people's hearts. ”

But the reason why people can live is also obsession. ”

"It has nothing to do with whether you can see through it. ”

"Because living is an obsession in itself. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Daoling grinned and laughed.

"Hahaha. ”

"Hahaha. Hahaha. ”

The laughter stopped suddenly, Zhang Daoling put away his smile and waved his right hand, the bright yellow brocade sleeves were lightly spread, and the silver and white brilliance rushed out of the cuffs.

After the silver light flashed, what stopped in front of Zhang Daoling was a four-meter-long brush.

Brown and straight, one end is narrow and the other is wide, and the pen is as long as three meters.

The bristles stand upright like sharp needles, each one up to a meter long, and the whole body is white.

Zhang Daoling stretched out his hands and held the barrel of the pen.

"Well said!"

"Cultivators, always want to see through the red dust, no desire and no desire!"

"The result?!"

Zhang Daoling quickly flipped the huge pen with both hands, and the huge pen turned into a string of afterimages in his hand.

His voice became more and more passionate.

His expression became more and more crazy.

"In the past 4,000 years, how many people have become enlightened?!"

"How many people have become demons?!"

"How many more people have become Buddhas!?"

"In total, there are only three of them!"

"And these three. Which one hasn't experienced ups and downs before enlightenment?!"

"Which one will have no obsession!?"

The huge pen in Zhang Daoling's hand stopped in front of him.

He opened his mouth. He spat out a mouthful of blood towards the tip of the huge pen that stood upright on his chest.

Blood, soaked red with countless hairs like sharp needles.

"Obsession...... Obsession!!"

Zhang Daoling's face was as pale as snow, except for his hands that were clenching the barrel of the pen. The whole body was trembling.

He lowered his voice, his face revealing self-deprecation and helplessness.

"People, how can there be no obsession. ”

"So. If you can't see through, you can't see through it. ”

"Because of this, death and survival are always in cycles. ”

I died because I couldn't see through it.

I survived because I didn't want to see through it.

If a man has cold blood flowing from his body, and is like a serpent, he does not care about the life and death of his fellow man.

So what is the meaning of the so-called cycle?

That kind of life will be just a simple game.

"Life is like a play. ”

"Because in life, there are always a lot of coincidences. ”

Yougen raised his right hand and spread his palm towards the sky.

Countless snowflakes fell from the white clouds to the ground.

But human life is not simple at all. ”

"It doesn't matter who it is. ”

Yougen clenched his right hand into a fist.

He opened his eyes slightly, looking down with a clear gaze, standing on the water with a pen in his hand, and Zhang Daoling, who was constantly trembling.

"Killing and looting, accompanied by care and construction. ”

"War and fighting guard peace and tranquility. ”

"The positive and negative things are opposite to each other and yet dependent on each other. ”

"In the dark night, there is a bright moon. ”

"Under the sun, there are shadows. ”

"There is nothing completely pure in the world. ”

"If you don't accept your dark side, how can you understand yourself?"

"If you don't understand the qiē you are pursuing, how can you know the purpose of your cultivation?"

"There is no antecedent, but there is an effect?"

"Abandon obsessions, but want to become enlightened?"

"Hehe, how is this possible. ”

One craned the corners of his mouth and laughed.

He looked at Zhang Daoling with contempt on his face, and deliberately raised his voice: "Although, I can't be regarded as an authentic Daomen. ”

"But now, I can declare with complete certainty. ”

"Zhang Daoling. ”

"You're enchanted. ”

"At least, for the so-called strong people who blindly practice and don't know anything about the world. ”

"You're already a demon. ”

If you can be a demon.

Actually, it's not bad.

Zhang Daoling curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction and lowered his head slightly.

The next moment, he lifted the huge brush in his hand and quickly swiped it upward.

"Whew!"

The red flame, which was solidified like substance, gathered into a thin ribbon, carrying the crimson of blood, and rushed towards Yougen.

Red Flame stopped as he reached a distance of four feet from Yougen's legs.

The fireworks were gone.

A right hand stood on his chest with a sword finger, and countless snows fell.

Zhang Daoling faced the falling snow and drew a talisman in front of him with a huge pen.

With all his might, he swung the shaft of the huge pen in his hand.

However, when he drew the first talisman in the void, the snowflakes had already fallen on the talisman.

Fu San.

Zhang Daoling held the pen and staggered back.

He was bleeding incessantly, and his face was extremely pale.

He was about to swing his pen when snow fell on him.

"Poof!"

Zhang Daoling carried out his life's cultivation, and the bright yellow fire system Gangyuan came out through his body, shaking all the snow covering the surface of his clothes into powder, and also shaking the dragon-shaped hairpin inserted in the bun into pieces.

The next moment, the bright yellow flames on Zhang Daoling's body collapsed in the flying snow.

Zhang Daoling knelt on one knee on the water.

He was still holding the barrel of the giant pen, but the tip of the giant pen fell into the water.

The blood stained with the tip of the pen is absorbed by the water and leaves the needle-like hair.

Thick blood, blooming in the water under the giant pen.

The white snow covered Zhang Daoling's body.

Zhang Daoling, he couldn't move.

He, lost.

"You, lost. ”

Yougen descended slowly, his feet on the rising water.

He looked at Zhang Daoling, who was wearing long hair and kneeling on one knee on the water, motionless.

He had a smile on his face and a look of indifference in his gaze.

"Sure enough. ”

"You're here to die. ”

Yougen raised his left hand, and the silver light passed between his hands.

A broadsword, covered with rust, appeared in his hand.

"I, to fulfill you. ”

Yougen raised the embroidered sword, and Zhang Daoling closed his eyes.

At this moment, the Buddha's light, which contained sword intent, fell into the white clouds.

Yougen's body stiffened slightly, and he immediately turned his head towards the only entrance and exit of the valley and looked over.

Three people, two men with loose hair and one woman with no hair, walked slowly into the valley. (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

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