Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

The Dao that monks comprehend can also be integrated into power.

This was the first time Zhong Changxu heard such a statement.

He tried to understand.

But enlightenment cannot be achieved with just a few words, and it cannot even be summarized at all.

This is because a monk’s understanding of morality is not consistent; it will be supplemented by experience and will change with his mentality.

This is the truth that Zhong Changxu understood when he just attained enlightenment and a Dharma seal appeared on his forehead.

I once thought that if I wanted to succeed, I would have to love the world like a god, and perhaps even sacrifice myself for the sake of benevolence.

Zhong Changxu felt that he had not yet cultivated himself into a saint.

The bright seal on the forehead carries a warning, as if one will die if he doesn't do this.

I worked hard to become a senior disciple, but I have yet to realize my ambitions.

Tianjiao was a little dissatisfied.

But for some reason, he thought of the female cultivator who was standing in front of everyone in Xunlong City.

No one knows that the Demon Lord is a fake. If the Nascent Soul Realm disciples want to confront him head-on, it is actually no different from committing suicide.

But the man still calmly figured out a solution, and was eager to try it out, and asked him to try the beast-taming bones as well.

What a madman.

I would be a lunatic if I agreed to this proposal.

A situation that was supposed to lead to death was turned around by a group of lunatics.

After experiencing that crazy moment, Zhong Changxu suddenly had a bold idea.

Perhaps we can also discuss the path of sacrificing oneself for the sake of benevolence.

Use benevolence and righteousness to change the world and let it save itself.

It not only satisfies the desire of the genius to be remembered forever, but also satisfies the spur of morality.

The best of both worlds.

After coming out of seclusion, Zhong Changxu understood that Tao does not distinguish between right and wrong.

How to explain and how to prove the truth depends entirely on one’s heart.

But now Ruan Gui said that morality can also become power.

Can a mortal body resist the might of heaven?

Because he had never experienced it, Zhong Changxu couldn't imagine it.

"Seeking immortality is against the will of heaven." Ruan Gui did not scold the sudden silence, but continued calmly, "Mortals can become immortals, and morality can naturally become a medium for heresy."

Just because others haven’t done it before doesn’t mean it’s impossible, it’s just that they don’t dare to think about it.

"It's the same as leveling up. When you merge with morality, you will encounter something more dangerous than thunder tribulation. You might even fall silently. So do you want to do it?"

Zhong Changxu took a deep breath and said, "Why not?" He said with increasing determination, "Since I have this incredible opportunity, if I back down, I'm afraid I will never be able to take another step forward in my life."

"I finally understand..." why Xiaogui could slowly trust the people around him.

The golden pupils sparkled, looking at the young man with compassion for all living beings.

The boy’s confidence is so dazzling.

Such a dazzling light can shine on the barren land.

I really didn't expect it.

So Ruan Gui smiled and said, "Then go ahead and do it. I will show you the way. Success or failure is up to you."

The grayish-white spiritual energy was dyed by the surrounding green light, leading the star tracks down to the mortal world.

The young man sitting cross-legged on the high platform looks even more outstanding.

The great changes that occur during the period of enlightenment are just a blink of an eye to the outside world.

While waiting for Zhong Changxu to successfully integrate morality, Ruan Gui also had his own things to do.

Before the change of leadership, Qinglong was left with only a tiny bit of consciousness.

Killing a god isn't that difficult.

Just sever the connection between the new and the old.

He raised his hand and cut a crack beside him, then picked out some materials and soon filled up the platform.

A breeze blew away.

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the white skeleton underneath.

Ruan Gui stood on the edge of the platform, the figure of the swordsman reflected in his pupils, like a soaring crane in the air.

The soft touch of hair against his cheek made him turn around quickly to face the stone wall.

When he looked up again, the face created by the robe had completely disappeared.

The intricate structure of the silver seal was flowing and dancing, but it was driven by some force and gradually shrank into a thread.

Finally, it broke away from the skeleton and was absorbed by the light ball in front of the Qinglong claw.

A pair of deep blue dragon eyes slowly opened and locked onto Ruan Gui's kneeling figure.

"I didn't borrow your power to see you being rude." The skeleton without skin and flesh couldn't make any extra expressions. Ruan Gui's voice was very cold, "Xiao Yu, you are also a mermaid he raised. After turning into a dragon, can't you even protect yourself?"

Xiaoyu, the mermaid who said he was going to transform into a dragon but never returned after that.

Now he has truly transformed into a dragon, and has become one of the mediums for the birth of the Azure Dragon.

"I once heard Mr. Bai say that he has an old acquaintance." Xiao Yu asked, "Are you the Lord Ruan Gui?"

After asking this question, she was silent for a moment. Who else could lend out divine power?

"What does Lord Ruan want to know?"

"You are going to die, you know that." Ruan Gui regained some strength and sat cross-legged on the ground. "Since he has raised you for many years, I came here to ask you if you have anything else to say."

"Or you don't want to die yet.

"Then cry all the tears you have to shed before you die, lest you become filled with resentment and bring disaster to the world."