Legend of the Great Saint

In the belly of the pitch black mountain, the magic beneath is rolling, the bone fire above is raging, the magic is filled with infinite fierceness, the bone fire is filled with countless faces of mourning, so many evil cultivation scenes.

The little phoenix is morphed again, and he looks at this scene with stubbornness, and suddenly there is an urge to go home. The outside world is really too dangerous. The two dangerous members of the dangerous molecules beside him, if they are not unwilling to do evil, will never fly under the locust king.

He shook his head forcefully. If so, he was frightened and left the volcano to do something. It would be better to stay in the phoenix for the rest of his life, and then began a new trial, which consisted in confronting this terrible spiritual repression with his own will.

All skeletal marbles have been repaired, and the skeleton, in turn, begins to spit out three obscure white bone fires. Bear flames continue to agglomerate, contract, and collapse, condensing into a new skeletal marble.

Li Qingshan stood just beneath him. His majestic body was covered with magic. It was like a town demon tower. Suddenly he moved. He constantly changed his posture and his movements were extremely slow. He was involved in rolling magic.

When each action is complete, it leaves a phantom vision, which disappears a long time ago. It is exactly what a statue of the town demon looks like, but distinguishes it carefully and is hidden somewhat differently. Without the painful struggling feeling of the demon statue, there was an extra rave, the former of constant self-repression and self-control, and the latter of releasing everything and doing whatever it wanted.

He first followed the normal order, from first to eighth, then from eighth to first, repeated thousands of times, his magic shocked, completely disturbed the sequence, jumped from first to seventh, then jumped back to fourth, the more the movement appeared to be delayed, but the little phoenix felt a greater pressure, withstood the urge to retreat, bite the teeth tight, silent support.

Gradually, Li Qingshan's movement became smoother and smoother, until he reached the level of ease of operation. He still frowned. He felt something was wrong. After a moment of reflection, his "Magic of the Town" was fundamentally offset from the normal direction. The first was supposed to be "demonic heart first regret”, but he understood the words "demonic heart no regret”.

Because by then he had condensed the beads and reached the realm of the second day of robbery, he didn't feel any change. But as he tried to break through the great realm with the Magic of the Town, he immediately felt enormous difficulty.

It's not that simple to get out of your predecessor's position and take your own path. The method left behind by the previous person is not left to you to understand, but to fit the previous person's mind as best as possible, so that the method can be integrated.

Xiao 'an's change in "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road" coexists with the Buddha demon. It may also suit the intentions of White Bone Bodhisattva. After all, White Bone Bodhisattva is a Buddha's great power in its long life. "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road" is basically based on Buddha's cultivation.

However, it is absolutely impossible for the strong demon who created the "diagram of the demon township" to "have no regrets”. Otherwise, it is impossible to create a fart of kung fu, and honestly do the demon people this promising profession.

This is equivalent to an article in which the reader not only does not understand the intentions of the author, but even has a diametrically opposite idea, it is difficult to substitute for his feelings, can only give up reading, barely see it again, and cannot get the semantics.

The more powerful the method, the more difficult the article is, the more enlightening it needs to be to understand its semantics, or to be able to relate to the author's mind. There is no shortage of such things, an enlightenment level and even a small monk with qualifications Luton, after getting a powerful kung fu, suddenly flies to the sky, it is not only the strength of the kung fu, but also the reader and author against the radio wave.

That is why it is difficult for future generations to practise a work of art to reach the height of its creator, and no one has the exact same sexual situation.

However, Li Qingshan neither had the enlightenment of Xiao 'an, to forcibly enlighten the "Magic of Town". Nor is it possible to change your mood, to pair up with the demon strong, let alone give up the "Magic Picture of the Town", and you can only get into a special bottleneck.

And he took out Shura's field, and he stepped into it, and he came to a wider land, and he whispered, “Demons! ”

Wow! A chain of demons flew out and wrapped around him.

“Not enough! ”

Boom! The Tower of Demons descended from the sky, pressed him down, locked himself up, almost immobile.

The first thing to suppress is the demon of the mind. It is not the power and the divinity that break the tower, but the inner consciousness that breaks the chain. Only a genuine awareness can help him to build the Illusion of the Town Demon.

……

In a hurry, Xiao 'an's skeletal beads, one condensed, have already broken through the original number and moved towards a higher boundary.

The Town Demon Tower stood like a lone peak on a bloody earth, trembling slightly, making a bursting noise.

Li Qingshan was bound by the chain, sweating like rain and dancing hard! Bite your teeth tight, face blurred, and the motion was not deformed in the slightest, but the consciousness you sought did not arrive.

“The devil's heart repents for the first time, the devil's heart repents for the first time...” The heart said repeatedly, eventually turning into a coarse phrase: “I regret your grandmother's leg! ”

He doesn't feel that he needs to regret anything, it's not that he's so good, just because he's not from a demon, he has a normal human nature, and he doesn't need to fight his innate instincts like that demon strong.

Think quietly, this struggle is a betrayal of yourself, as if the fireman had to rehabilitate the water system, he can't even say admiration!

“My master is also a human being. Not only is he purer in blood than I am, but he is also much better in human nature, I'm afraid. How could he do that?” Li Qingshan spoke to himself. He knew that the Unangry Monk had broken through three heavenly robberies with the "Diary of the Township Demon", and was confused.

“Qingshan, not angry monk to Buddha, jealous, later lost his heart in the slaughter, awakened, hatred is not only an external enemy, but also full of killing malice himself, naturally need to feel remorse for it.” Xiao 'an's voice suddenly rang.

“So that's it! ”

Once Li Qingshan grinned, the strong demon wanted to possess humanity, and did not want to anger monks to become high priests. It was all with higher pursuits that he regretted all sorts of magic thoughts in his heart.

But he is nothing but a mortal, loving, hateful, loving, good and evil, demonic. Although I like to do what I want, I also have my own set of guidelines. Although I can't say what I want to do in my life, I also think that I am doing my best to do it. I feel good about myself, so I can be unrepentant.

But if there is no remorse, then why the devil?

Is this a dead end?