Douluo night white sword

After trying various methods, Xuan Ye still couldn't remove the broken stone from his forehead.

Xuan Ye could only find a place with good scenery, set up a shelter, and roast a few fat and oily rabbits.

Treat your belly to a treat.

At night, Xuan Ye was immersed in the interior scene, and Pei Yuan was wandering around a red ball.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, in such a broken place, there are still people who dare to give the source of killing to others.

This heart is really big enough. "

Xuan Ye listened to every word of Pei Yuan's words.

"Teacher, what is the origin of this killing?"

Pei Yuan pointed at himself and his shadow and said, "The origin of this killing is me, and everything produced by killing, such as murderous energy, evil energy, resentment, and other by-products of killing, can be understood as my shadow.

Everything has its origin. To master the origin is to master this power. "

Seeing Xuan Ye nodding his head repeatedly, Pei Yuan deepened the topic, "This ball is the source of killing in this world.

So is there any higher ability above the origin?

The answer is, yes. "

In this self-questioning and answering method, Pei Yuan quickly explained to Xuan Ye, "Since there is an origin, where does this origin come from?

When you get this answer, you will be getting closer and closer to the ultimate secret. "

Xuan Ye asked curiously, "The final secret? What is that?"

Pei Yuan smiled and shook his head, "Don't say it, don't say it.

Don't listen to that bad guy, throw the source of killing into the Nine Heavens Divine Pond, and let the source of killing absorb the purest energy.

When it breaks ground, you will gain a power that is no less than that of Nashabi. "

Xuan Ye never doubted Pei Yuan's words.

The pagoda is the foundation of Xuan Ye, and it is also the foundation of these eighteen demon gods. If Xuan Ye dies, they will die with him.

Xuan Ye believed that even if one of the demon gods wanted to kill Xuan Ye, the other seventeen would not agree.

Xuan Ye followed Pei Yuan's wishes and pushed the killing seed into the Nine Heavens Divine Pond.

Under Pei Yuan's increasingly abnormal swordsmanship training, Xuan Ye's most difficult night had quietly passed away.

Walking in the primitive jungle, Xuan Ye looked here and there. Even if it was an inconspicuous stone, Xuan Ye would go over and take a few glances before leaving reluctantly.

It gives people the impression of a monkey who has been in the zoo for a long time and a baby who is curious about everything after being released into the mountains.

In fact, this is not the case. In order to quickly adapt to the Nine Magatama Samsara Eyes that Madara left for him, Xuan Ye kept opening his eyes from day to night.

The purpose is to become familiar with the distance in the visual range, so that during actual combat, because he accidentally opened the Nine Magatama Samsara Eye, causing a winnable battle to capsize in the gutter.

After a month of practice, Xuan Ye has completely adapted to completing various difficult movements under the reincarnation of Jiu Magatama.

After leaving the primitive jungle, Xuan Ye went all the way north, because this was the fastest route back to Wuhun City.

On this day, Xuan Ye passed by a small village.

On the gate of the village, there is a plaque reading "Chicken Village".

For Xuan Ye, whose mind was full of pornographic waste, this made him think of the red light district for the first time.

This thought just passed through his mind, and Xuan Ye knew why this village was called Chicken Village.

Because not long after entering the village, big fat chickens that were too fat to walk were rolling on the ground.

He kept shouting "coo coo".

A little further into the village, in a burned-out hut, sat a six or seven-year-old boy who was fat as a ball.

The little boy was eating a chicken leg in his hand. The mustache on his mouth looked like two mouse tails, and he was combing his hair in a typical mohawk style.

He was surrounded by a group of disgraced villagers. An old man angrily banged his cane twice, as if he hated iron.

"Ma Hongjun! Your uncle Ma Yuan asked you to become a soul master, not to set fire to the village all day long.

This is for you to play your part in protecting the village. "

In the burned-down hut, Ma Hongjun cried and stuffed chicken legs into his mouth, "Village Chief Ma! I don't want to either!"

Sometimes I just can't control myself and want to breathe fire out of nowhere.

This feeling will only decrease when eating. "

While crying, Ma Hongjun stuffed chicken legs into his mouth.

Xuan Ye also became interested in this fat little boy.

Xuan Ye quickly walked to the old man's side, took out the elder token of his Wuhun Hall, and handed it to everyone to watch.

"Hello village chief! I am a soul master from Wuhun City. What is wrong with this child?"

In such a small village, there are very few people who know Chinese characters, but everyone recognizes the word "soul" on Xuan Ye's token.

The village chief immediately saluted and said, "Dear soul master, this child's name is Ma Hongjun, and he is a martial soul who awakened a year ago.

At that time, he was a soul warrior with innate soul power, because when he awakened his martial soul, Ma Hongjun's martial soul went berserk.

He hurt the soul master who awakened his martial soul for him. "

The village chief spoke very slowly, and from time to time villagers would add details to the village chief.

To put it simply, Ma Hongjun is a good young man with a lot of innate soul power, but because his martial soul went berserk many times, he was judged to be dangerous by the awakened mentor.

Since then, Ma Hongjun has been depressed and often vents his emotions by eating.

Until a month ago, a soul master from the village took Ma Hongjun to hunt for soul rings.

Thinking of this method to try to control Ma Hongjun's martial spirit from going berserk.

But God did not follow his wishes, and Ma Hongjun's violent outbursts became more and more violent as his strength increased.

"Another poor kid."

As soon as Xuan Ye finished speaking, countless villagers nodded in agreement.

Because Wuhun went berserk, Ma Hongjun's parents regarded him as a disaster, took everything in the family and left Chicken Village overnight.

Ma Hongjun, who was still young, was left wandering the village alone.

Xuan Ye patted Village Chief Ma on the shoulder, "Village Chief, can I take this child away?"

Leaving him here will only bring too many disasters to the village, and not every time the village can save this weird fire. "

When the village chief was about to speak, a villager stopped him and said, "Master Soul Master is right, we can't save the fire every time.

We have watched Ma Hongjun grow up, and he is half of our child.

Maybe this soul master can cure Ma Hongjun's illness. "

As soon as these words came out, countless villagers echoed and agreed to this man's proposal.

The village chief could only nod silently in agreement, "I can't decide whether he will stay or go. Dear Soul Master, let's see if you can persuade him!"

Village Chief Ma held his cane and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Xuan Ye walked towards Ma Hongjun, and the villagers also wisely moved out of the way.

Approaching Ma Hongjun, Xuan Ye said, "Don't you want to be a burden to others?

Do you want to become an independent soul master?

Do you want to cure your own strange disease? "

After asking three times in a row, Ma Hongjun, who was crying and overeating, stopped and looked at Xuan Ye blankly, "Can I?"

"Then do you believe in yourself?"

Ma Hongjun nodded subconsciously, and when he realized it, he shook his head again and vetoed, "What value does a person like me have?"

Xuan Ye walked up to Ma Hongjun and knelt down, stroking Ma Hongjun's head with both hands, "Don't deny the value of your existence so easily.

Put aside your own prejudices and experience this gorgeous and colorful world. In fact, it only takes a small step. "

Ma Hongjun looked at Xuan Ye with some confusion. This was the first time he heard these words, and it was these words that touched his closed heart.

"Is it just a small step?"

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Enjoyment is not scary, the scary thing is that you will sink in the enjoyment.

——Ma Hongjun