my luck is on

Mudan's face flushed for a while, and she said, "I just saw someone from the Lianjing School."

Zhang Zhinan frowned in surprise, and said, "The Refining Realm Sect?"

Peony nodded and pointed to the inn beside her.

"Guest officer, what do you want?"

When Xiaoer saw Lu Yang enter the door, he immediately shouted enthusiastically.

"Just a pot of tea."

Lu Yang sat down.

Hearing that there was only one pot of tea, Xiaoer ran to the kitchen dejectedly.

Lu Yang, who was sitting on the bench, had frighteningly cold palms.

When he saw Peony just now, a killing intent rushed to his heart.

The uncontrollable killing intent forced him to turn around and leave quickly.

"It's really you, why are you here?"

A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Zhang Zhinan held Peony in his arms, and looked at Lu Yang with a smile.

"Where am I, do you care?"

Staring at the change of Lu Yang's breath, Zhang Zhinan pushed away the peony beside him, and the Ziming fire lotus bloomed in his hand.

"Your breath has changed, is it because the Lianjing faction suffered heavy casualties?"

In the blink of an eye, a sword wind swept out.

The pounding killing intent came along with the sword wind.

The Ziming fire lotus scattered in the sword wind, but it burned every inch of the sword wind.

In the hustle and bustle of the dust, what Lu Yang held in his hand was not Void, but an ancient black and white sword, and looked at Zhang Zhinan with a cold expression.

Feeling the murderous aura in the air, Zhang Zhinan put away his smile, that sword... was extraordinary.

"In just a few days, the speed at which your cultivation base has improved is really surprising."

Zhang Zhinan's Ziming Fire Lotus surrounded him, evaluating the ancient sword in Lu Yang's hand.

Lu Yang looked at Zhang Zhinan who was protected by Ziming Huolian, raised his sword and dropped it.

Amidst the wailing, a figure ran out of the city alone.

But in an instant, the prosperous street scene in front of him turned into a purgatory on earth.

Houses crumbled, walls crumbled...

"Young Master! Young Master!"

Mudan was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, rushed into the collapsed inn, pushed away the broken tiles and bricks in front of her, and kept shouting Zhang Zhinan's name.

"Don't panic, I'm here."

With a pale face, Zhang Zhinan pushed away the pillars that were pressing on him, with a rare dignified expression.

Mudan breathed a sigh of relief, tears burst out of the embankment in an instant, and said: "Young master...your hand."

Zhang Zhinan's right arm was missing an arm, and even though there was no blood seeping out, the empty right arm still made Peony burst into tears.

Zhang Zhinan pointed to the bottomless crack at his feet with a wry smile.

The cracks spread outside the city, tearing apart the city walls and all the houses along the way.

Glancing at Qi Gen's severed right arm, Zhang Zhinan smiled bitterly, this time he actually capsized in the gutter.

Peony sprinkled the elixir on the wound, looked at the scab on the wound, but it was impossible to recover the right hand, and cursed angrily: "I will see him in the future, and I will torture him to death!"

Zhang Zhinan put on a robe and said calmly, "Nan..."

A hundred miles away, in a cave.

In the darkness, Lu Yang looked at the Liangyi Formation in front of him.

A figure appeared from Liangyi, it was a boy with black eyes and black hair.

"Why did you kill so many people!"

Lu Yang stared at the boy solemnly.

The boy just turned his head, as if he couldn't understand what Lu Yang said, and said, "Don't you want to kill him too?"

"I want to kill Zhang Zhinan, but I don't want to hurt the innocent people in the city!"

Lu Yang rushed forward, grabbed the boy's skirt, and said, "Do you know how many families you have destroyed! How many innocent people have died under your sword like this!"

With a flip of the young man's indifferent hand, Lu Yang was sent flying.

In an instant, the boy appeared beside Lu Yang.

"If he doesn't die today, your relatives and friends may die at his hands in the future. Why should you be merciful?"

The boy asked puzzledly.

But there was no trace of hesitation in his expression.

The murderous intent in his tone made people shudder.

"I want to kill him, but I don't want to hurt innocent people!" Lu Yang roared angrily.

Hearing Lu Yang's answer, the young man nodded in agreement, and said, "You're right... you should kill all the people in the world!"

Lu Yang didn't think the young man in front of him was joking, this young man was very serious, and he definitely meant it.

"who are you?"

The boy said lightly: "I am you."

In this world of comprehension, anything can happen, and anything will happen.

The young man in front of him is Lu Yang's heart demon!
Lu Yang exclaimed in surprise, "You can't be me!"

The boy said seriously: "If I wasn't you, how would I know what you think?"

Seeing the smile on the young man's mouth, Lu Yang's cloudy eyes gradually cleared up.

Putting aside all the doubts in his mind, Lu Yang looked at the boy and said, "What do you want?"

Hearing this sentence, the young man couldn't help but smile and said, "Help you kill those enemies and avenge you."

"Get out! I don't need your power!"

Lu Yang roared loudly, and the boy disappeared instantly.

Opening his eyes again, Lu Yang saw a barren cave in front of him.

Walking to the side of Xu Miao, Lu Yang picked it up and patted off the dust on it.

After a short period of coma, Lu Yang had already figured it out.

That young man was not himself, but the demon that the master said.

Those who cultivate the Tao need to keep their original mind, otherwise they will go crazy and be controlled by the demons.

Just now, when Lu Yang saw the appearance of the Pagan Young Advocate Zhidi, he was in a trance for a while, and the strong killing intent controlled his brain, so he gave the demon a chance to take advantage of it.

At the same time, Lu Yang knew very well that the inner demon had not disappeared, but was suppressed by him.

Wu Mingzi, Yao Chi, Jin Yan and the others kept reminding them of the importance of the mind, in order to resist the demons.

From the storage bag, Lu Yang dug out the records of different anecdotes, the art of clearing the heart, the decree of Bai's amnesty and many other odds and ends.

Looking at Huang Chengcheng's jade slip, Lu Yang sat cross-legged, pinched the jade slip, and put his consciousness into it.

An hour later, Lu Yang held the hand of the jade slip, let it hang down weakly, and said, "Sure enough, there is no way to break through without a change of mood."

Throwing the jade slips into the storage bag, Lu Yang looked at the top of the cave with a headache, and couldn't be in a hurry, so he had better plan what to do next.

The most urgent task now should be to return to the Lianjing School.

On the endless mountains, the clouds and mist glow with an orange-red halo, and in the mist, you can still see the figure of the spirit beast crane.

Looking at the fairy scene in front of him, Lu Yang's smile froze.

I don't even know where I am, how can I return to the Lianjing faction?
Lu Yang sighed, looked at Yizhilu who was abandoned aside, and when he was about to put it in the storage bag, he hesitated for a moment.

"Anyway, it's getting dark now, so there's no rush to hurry."

Holding the formula in his hand, the flames lit up the entire cave.

Lu Yang turned the pages of the book and read: "Life has a limit, death has a limit, and the six realms of reincarnation."

After reading this page, Lu Yang's expression was greatly surprised.