Mu Hibiscus looked at Zhang Xiaohan steadily, she said the most cruel words to herself in an extremely peaceful tone, if she hadn't said that there was a demon in her heart, he wouldn't have believed it.
"Heaven's will wants your cultivation, or your body, as for whether you are controlled by the demons or the demons, it doesn't matter to Heaven's will."
Hibiscus still analyzed quietly.
Zhang Xiaohan frowned, thought for a while and said, "Why didn't I think of these Yes, I shouldn't have such a deep demon, before the retreat" Zhang Xiaohan's expression was a little flustered, when did he plant the inner demon In the underground Yin River, she still met the queen of the mountain after getting the inheritance that she still doesn't understand Yes, even after leaving the demon world and returning to the human world, she thought that without signing the contract, it would be impossible for the will of heaven to know, how could it be, Tong Xiao is the emperor, even if he has the rest of his soul, he is still the emperor.
Since then, her temperament has also changed, she began to be unwilling, whether it was dedicating her heart to Dong Xiao, or being taken away by Huang Ji in the future, she was reluctant to get up, or she was not willing to do so, but after meeting the emperor, all this was magnified.
Then there was the 8,000-year retreat, and she had more time to think about the past and the future, and she thought she would figure it out, but in fact, it was these 8,000 years of retreat that deepened her demons a little bit.
All the unwilling anger in her heart is her inner demon, just because she knows that she can't defeat Providence, Huang Ji, and Tong Xiao, she accepted her fate, she thought she accepted her fate, as long as she lived in the moment, but in fact she never accepted her fate.
Therefore, when the inner demon appeared, the first thing she thought of was simplicity, or because she was collecting the bundle of immortal locks at that time, she was subconsciously comparing it with the simple bundle of immortals, and the most real reason was that simplicity was the most powerful monk she had come into contact with, and simplicity had become her first goal, if she couldn't defeat simplicity, how could she defeat Huang Ji in the future.
She seemed to see another self in the depths of her consciousness, hiding in the depths of her heart and peeking at herself, waiting for the moment when she slacked off and seized this body.
No, she shook her head suddenly, how could her inner demon be unwilling to be angry She has never really accepted her fate in her heart, she never thought that she would be willing to give everything away, it was herself who was unwilling, and the demon in her heart was the cowardly side.
If she is controlled by the demons, she will probably die of drunken dreams, and if she encounters a monk like Zuo Tianxiang again, she will never dare to sacrifice her life, she will only enjoy the present, and then wait to be fattened and cut again.
Zhang Xiaohan smiled slowly, this is not her style, and the heart demon only dares to compete with her for control of this body, because what the heart demon is afraid of is death, death that will come at any time.
That's why the demons of the heart will be incarnated into simplicity, and only simplicity can have the ability to defeat themselves.
"I suddenly felt that the demons were not so terrible, but I was looking forward to fighting them."
Zhang Xiaohan stretched his arms, and a smile reappeared on his face.
Hibiscus shook his head: "You always don't care about anything, not even yourself, so I didn't think you would have demons." ” "I didn't think of it, I also thought I wouldn't have demons, fortunately, I just need to beat myself, it's really strange, fight with yourself, how can you lose and how can you win, it's obviously a lose-lose, hibiscus, do you think you can win if you fight with yourself" Zhang Xiaohan couldn't understand this question.
"I didn't think about it, but if I really want to fight myself, I think my physical body probably doesn't exist."
Hibiscus pondered.
"Haha," Zhang Xiaohan clapped his hands and said: "Yes, if you have a little bit of time and practice, you will take away your own longevity, saying that you are fighting with the heart demon, but whether the heart demon is injured or the body is injured, in the end, it is this body, the divine consciousness of this body, this is the most critical question, who is reluctant to give up this body." ” Mu Hibiscus looked at Zhang Xiaohan fixedly, and his eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance, and he suddenly understood what Zhang Xiaohan meant.
But Zhang Xiaohan immediately frowned again: "I thought about it, and the inner demon can naturally think of it, and it seems a little obscene to attack his body to persecute the inner demon." ” Hibiscus's eyes widened slightly.
"Go back to the Black Miasma Mountain, and find the jade slip hibiscus about the demons, if I wasn't me, I was the demons, what would you do?"
Zhang Xiaohan's sudden change of topic caught Mu Hibiscus a little off guard, and for a moment, he really thought about it seriously, Zhang Xiaohan looked at Mu Hibiscus thinking and laughed: "Mu Hibiscus, if I were you, I would kill this Zhang Xiaohan who was controlled by the demons." ” "Why," Hibiscus asked.
"Do you want to see a timid and moody Boss Zhang, are you willing to be ruined by the three words of Boss Zhang, are you willing to see Boss Zhang, who is guarded by you, willingly dedicate his soul and body to the willing, because you know that I will not be willing either."
Zhang Xiaohan put away his smile and said seriously.
"Okay."
After a long time, Hibiscus finally nodded.
In the sky above the verdant wasteland, three white wolves rode the wind, the coercion was released, the birds and beasts took refuge, and the two monks, a man and a woman, sat upright, so the picture was quiet and peaceful, who would have thought that the content of their conversation was death.
The wind whistled in her ears, the green silk was flying, the bulging robe was hunting, and the hibiscus stared at Zhang Xiaohan sideways, she smiled quietly, as if she was not about to face death.
"Promise me, tell me before you fight the demons."
Zhang Xiaohan tilted his head slightly, and then nodded slightly.
Back to the Black Miasma Mountain, Hibiscus got busy, Zhang Xiaohan came out of the cave several times, did not see the figure of Hibiscus, and the monks who were familiar with her almost all soared, many times, she sat quietly by the waterhole, looking at the lotus leaves and buds in the pool.
After the lotus transformed, the body still stayed here, but people often left, Zhang Xiaohan returned to the black miasma mountain several times, and the lotus flower passed by, feeling that the lotus was deliberately avoiding himself, Zhang Xiaohan's mind to see the lotus faded.
After the broken baby, the cultivation entered the late stage of the merger, and it was much more difficult to improve the cultivation, Zhang Xiaohan spent more time practicing divine consciousness, and began to figure out the handwriting realized by the Yinhe rock paintings again and again.
Life has completely disappeared, and the long characters are still there, that is, she has not fully comprehended it, and can only copy it over and over again in the sea of consciousness, using her divine sense, and using her divine consciousness to transform herself.
She fully felt that as she copied the word, there was a self silently watching her in a corner she didn't know, and occasionally she would stare sideways at the demon, and the demon would recede, hidden in the darkness that she could not see.
Being watched by the demons a lot, she doesn't care so much, more time, all her attention is on the exercises, and she doesn't know how long it will take to realize the true meaning of the long.
But she rarely began to reminisce, and the past was finally truly forgotten by her.
She no longer returned to the cave, as if there was a huge pool of water in the Black Miasma Mountain, and the little grass next to it was her cave.
Occasionally, she would dig through the fur of some demon beasts and refine them into rune paper by herself, but she had never made a talisman on the rune paper, and when she was not quiet, she would also stop and refine the refining materials, but in the same way, she just removed the impurities of the materials again and again, and did not really refine them.
Time seemed to pass quickly, and the only thing that could stop her was the arrival of the moon, and every time the moon came, she would stare silently, looking at the top of the moon, looking at the bright moonlight, as if the moonlight was bathing her.
She knew that Song Chensha often stood on the top of the Black Miasma Mountain and looked at it from afar, and she also knew that there were several times when there were other people around him, but her heart seemed to be as still as water, as if she had forgotten everything in the past.
She no longer deliberately cultivated, but in the process of silently copying, making rune paper, and removing impurities from materials, her body was also absorbing aura, but it was too weak, so weak that she couldn't even notice it.
She was a lot quieter, not suppressed, but really quiet, the previous eagerness to improve her cultivation to improve her strength has faded in the silence, she is just enchanted in the long words.
Finally one day, she withdrew from the sea of knowledge, not to make rune paper, nor exercise materials, but to silently look at the pond full of lotus leaves and pond buds.
Her eyes searched the waterhole, and she saw a touch of green that would be revealed on the surface of the water, which was a little shoot, only a little bit above the water.
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She didn't know that she smiled when she looked at the shoots, she couldn't see her gentle smile, looking at the tender green, the tenderness of the shoots, her eyes looked for it again, and she saw more shoots.
There is also a lotus leaf that has completely drilled out of the water, but the whole lotus leaf is closed together, so shy and cute, Zhang Xiaohan can't help but be obsessed.
She watched it silently, waiting for the moment when she was fully unfurled, which must have been a very solemn moment, and a very glorious moment for a lotus leaf.
She looked at the lotus leaf, and at this moment she completely forgot about everything else, and also forgot that on the top of the Black Miasma Mountain, there was another figure silently watching her, and behind that figure, there was an equally lonely figure looking at him.
In the depths of the sea of knowledge, another Zhang Xiaohan is also watching her, she has been watching her for a long time, she is originally her, she is also her, she was born to her, but she is not her.
When the red sun set, the moon was in the middle of the moon, and the shallow moonlight poured into the waterhole, the closed lotus leaf suddenly opened quietly, and a little bit at the top gradually unfolded with the movement of the moon.
It seems that life is also stretched, so delicate, delicate green lotus leaves, so shy to embrace the moonlight, the breeze blows, the pond is full of lotus leaves, as if also celebrating the bloom of this moment of life, Zhang Xiaohan obsessively looked at her, at this moment, her heart is extremely quiet, only the process of the tender green lotus leaves continue to unfold.
A familiar handwriting that has been engraved with words swirls and appears in the divine consciousness, slowly overlapping with the unfolded lotus leaves, and suddenly explodes into a brilliant spiritual light, with a soft sound of "pop", as if there are some shackles in the body and shatters at the same time, and a huge whirlpool suddenly rolls up in the sky above the waterhole, and the whirlpool is upward, all the way up to the top of the Black Miasma Mountain, and then expands.
Countless spiritual energy was swept into the whirlpool, spinning rapidly in the whirlpool, and then falling vertically like a funnel, and at the end of this funnel, was Zhang Xiaohan, who was as calm as water.
She didn't focus on absorbing the aura, she didn't even make a gesture of cultivation, she was looking at the new font in fascination, this time it was two words.
Throughout the night, all the aura within a radius of thousands of miles of the Black Miasma Mountain was swept into this huge whirlpool, and then shrouded Zhang Xiaohan's body, until the moonlight faded away, and the whirlpool slowly disappeared.
On this night, all the monks in retreat in the entire Black Miasma Mountain stopped cultivating, and they all left the cave to look at the huge whirlpool, and some people flew to the bottom of the Black Miasma Mountain, but they were blocked by the protective formation opened by the Black Miasma Mountain.
For a long, long time, Zhang Xiaohan has not absorbed the aura so freely, even if she is sitting in the spirit gathering array, the aura is always not full enough, not rich enough, until the aura dissipates, she came to her senses, this night, the body is absorbing the aura, and the divine consciousness is copying the new font.
The turbidity qi accumulated in the body seemed to be swept away, the feeling of fullness in the meridians was extremely comfortable, and the spiritual power was still swimming in the meridians, slowly entering the dantian, without exception, one-third was sucked away by the purple qi, and one-third strengthened the demonic qi.
She raised her head and looked at the top of the high Black Miasma Mountain, the black miasma blocked her vision, but she still saw a receding figure, and after a long time, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the lotus leaf in front of her.
It seems that nothing has happened, except for the unfolding lotus leaves, the lotus leaves in the pond are still lush and vibrant, but there is clearly something different.
This is the ancient exercises, seizing the aura between heaven and earth for one's own use, and it is also a blessing given by heaven's will No, where is there still providence under the Yin River, all this is not given by Providence, in this world, the power of Providence is weakening.
Looking back at the sea of knowledge, in the invisible place, she still felt a pair of eyes peeping at her, she greeted it, bright and calm, what about the demons in her heart She must be strong and must face the future.
Peep and disappear, but not disappear, she is strong, how can the demon in her heart be so, she feels that the demon in her heart is even more desperate to want her to be strong, hoping to give a fatal blow when she is at her strongest.
It wouldn't be too long, and she was even looking forward to it.
Hand brushed over the storage ring, a piece of rune paper appeared in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold the pen, dipped in the solution of cinnabar and animal blood mixed together, spiritual power poured into the tip of the pen, the dragon and snake flew, in one go.
One by one, the spirit runes were written, and then fluttered down beside her, and the spiritual power in her body was draining very quickly, but she didn't care about it as if she was enchanted, and finally, she stopped, not because the spiritual power was about to run out, but because of a blank rune paper on the ground. t1706231537: