Far Mountain Black Dog

Following the group from Pingye Village, Yiheng rarely came out of the room except for daily sword practice, and rarely communicated with Yijing.

Yiheng is Wanhe's senior brother, although he doesn't like to talk, he is kind and takes care of his juniors and sisters a lot on weekdays.Yijing has a quick temper, and sometimes he even challenged He Wan, no matter how much punishment he received, he would not bow his head and admit his mistakes. Only Yiheng could convince him that the two had a very good relationship and often appeared at the same time.

So this time, not only the brothers from the same school noticed their strangeness, Wan He even found out the strange balance himself.

"Master, I'm sorry to bother you. Recently I'm just... searching for morality..." When Yi Heng saw Wan He, he knew why he came here.

"What? Are you doubting the way you are looking for?" Yi Heng is talented, diligent, and practiced. He stopped relying on spells to cast spells not long after he first started, but he was never proud, treated people sincerely, and was widely praised. Wan He also paid more attention to him.

Yi Heng was silent for a moment, he looked at Wan He and hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say.

"Hehe, when I grow up, I don't want to tell Master anymore when I have something on my mind."

"I don't dare!" Yi Heng hastily denied, "I just... just... I can't figure it out... what is good and evil..."

He told Wanhe what he saw and heard in Pingye Village, as well as the doubts in his heart. He thought Wanhe would get angry, but unexpectedly he was calm and even smiled.

"If people are good, how can a murderer be called good? If a demon is evil, how can a demon who saves people be evil? To a demon, humans are no different from domestic animals. Countless. Demons will not defend themselves. Over time, demons are both evil and gradually become the consensus of people. However, demons with compassion can also become immortals and protect the people of one side. Good or evil, born from the heart, which is black and which is white , distinguish with the heart, how can it be generalized?"

Whether it is good or evil... Born from the heart... What is black and what is white... Distinguished by the heart...

Tao can be Tao, very Tao, so-called cultivation of Tao, isn’t it just cultivation of mind?Only when the heart is right can we perceive good fortune and understand the world.

The balance is like enlightenment.

Wan He nodded in satisfaction, Ling Luan saw that all of his disciples were jealous of evil, and they took it as their duty to kill demons, but they generally regarded demons as evil ways, and there were only a handful of people like Yi Heng who studied the nature of demons.It seems that there are people who have followed up the transfer.

Seeing that Yi Heng's knot had been resolved, Wan He went to Tiao Ri to discuss the Tao, before leaving, he left a meaningful sentence: "By the way, Yi Jing asked me to borrow the drunk red rope yesterday, I don't know what it's useful for. "

Drunken Red So...?Isn't that a magic weapon for catching monsters?We still have unsubdued monsters along the way?Think deeply.

"Although there is no change in the dog demon now, who can guarantee that it will not become a monster in the future and harm the common people?"

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"Brother! Isn't it our duty to slay demons and demons? You have never left a fish that slipped through the net before, so how can you favor monsters now?"

not good!

After sleeping for a day and a night, Bu Qingjue woke up from hunger.The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to ask Changxi to bring him food and water, but after waiting for a long time, there was no one there.

It turned out to be an illusion again...

When a person reaches a certain age alone, he will be extremely lonely, and the hard-won company will be even more unforgettable. Otherwise, how can he be worried about Changxi, and have hidden worries every day?

But if he pushes out the long breath with his own hands, even if he hates himself and never comes back, he will suffer the consequences.

Drinking a glass of cold water, Bu Qingjue endured the abdominal pain and sprinkled nectar on the tall camellias. It was strange to say that the flowers he picked at random did not wither for several days, but bloomed more and more vigorously. Could it be that he was actually a potential planter? Flower master?

"My son is very interested."

Bu Qingjue turned around, it was the Taoist priest who came to the village last time, but the aggressive one.

"What is the priest doing...?"

"Oh, I found out that the evil spirit around here is still there, so I came here to ask if the village has been violated recently?"

"I... haven't heard..." Bu Qingjue still remembered the attitude of the strange scene last time, so he couldn't let go of his vigilance in front of the strange scene.

"Then it seems to be your dog demon." Yi Jing chuckled, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but in fact there was a bit of hostility hidden.

"Impossible, Chang... Wu and Wu Tong have already returned to his hometown, and they have been away for several days."

"Really? No way, I just saw him in the bole tree forest in the upper reaches of the Qianyao River, but he quickly disappeared without a trace."

Is Changxi really back?Wasn't it a hallucination last time?Considering that there was no reason for the strange scene to lie to him, Bu Qingjue was both surprised and delighted. He adjusted his facial expression and said, "Really. Anyway, the village has been very peaceful recently, and the Taoist chief has taken care of it."

"Taiping is good, but don't take it lightly. Then I will ask other villagers."

When Yijing walked into the village, Bu Qingjue ran to the Qianyao River regardless of his hunger. He had to bring him home before Yijing caught Changxi!

And behind the house with his back turned, Yijing showed a triumphant smile.

When he ran to the woods, Bu Qing felt tired and his feet were weak and his head was a little dizzy. He supported the trunk and moved slowly towards the depths of the woods.

Bole trees are lush with branches and leaves, dotted with strings of peach colors, and the sound of birdsong hovering over the woods makes it even more quiet.Bu Qingjue called several times, but except for disturbing a few wild foxes, he didn't see anyone he wanted to see.Guessing that Changxi probably went back, Bu Qingjue turned back, but bumped into a light wall, and within a moment, he was trapped in the circle.Weijing appeared with a red rope in his hand.

"Taoist? What is this for?"

"My lord, don't panic. Please stay in the magic circle for a while. Don't worry, I won't hurt you." After finishing speaking, he pasted spells on the surrounding trees.

Bu Qingjue wanted to ask about the intention of the strange scene, but suddenly he was light-headed and weak, and passed out like last winter.Hearing the strange scene, as soon as he approached Bu Qingjue, he was stopped by an angry shout.

"stop!"

Feeling the powerful demonic aura from Changxi, Yijing was convinced that this person was the black dog, and it seemed that the spiritual power along the way was not in vain.

"Young Master Dog Demon, long time no see." Yi Jing pretended to say hello to Chang Xi.

"Using the common people to lure monsters, it seems that your decent style is nothing more than this!" Changxi was already furious at this time, and didn't want to talk to Yijing, so he grabbed his spear and ran towards him, completely ignoring him The treachery in the eyes.

As soon as Changxi approached the strange scene, there was a sudden gust of wind in all directions, sweeping the ground, stones and broken branches, swarming towards Changxi, he quickly spun the spear/spear, using the spear as a shield, to resist the flying debris.But the bouncing gravel swirled with the hurricane, and another wave of attacks began, and the strange scene also began to chant, and several blue shadow swords struck from the front.The attack was too fierce, and Changxi had to retreat while defending. It was this retreat that he noticed the spell shaking on the tree in the wind.

It turned out that he was already a turtle in a urn.But this kind of little trick can't trouble him.

Changxi stabilized his footsteps, slightly bent his knees, and the scarlet thunder light spread along the soles of his feet, and was pulled into the air after touching the strong wind, dancing with the wind, eroding the spell bit by bit.

Yijing didn't expect Changxi to be such a troublesome little demon, so he quickly threw out the Man Yin Talisman and swung the long sword. The Talisman blasted ice flowers in mid-air, and the sharp and cold ice shards scattered in all directions, swarming towards him like silver needles. Take a long breath, but only left traces of blood on the side of the long breath.

The strong wind dragged Zhu Lei to tear up the spell like self-mutilation. Seeing that the formation was gradually weakening, Yijing had no choice but to implement a plan in advance. He held the sword in one hand and kicked forward. The next move was to turn the barrel of the gun immediately, pointing the tip of the gun directly at Yi Jing's face, and making a circle around the situation, Yi Jing's strength was no match, and the long sword fell to the ground.

Too weak, unimaginably weak, dare to catch monsters everywhere with this ability?

Worried that the strange scene would be deceitful, Changxi swung his gun slightly stiffly, but it was still a step too late, and the drunken red rope had already tightly bound his waist.Weijing quickly pasted a talisman on the rope, tapped his finger lightly, he took a long breath and suddenly felt his head was hit hard, and the strange scene in front of him appeared multiple overlapping images, he closed his eyes in discomfort, his whole body was staggering like he was out of balance, Only by holding on to the gun was he barely able to stand still.

"Hahahahaha! Dog monster! You are indeed powerful, but no matter how high you are, you can't match our magic weapon for catching monsters in Ling Luanguan! Do you think that if my brother lets you go, you will be able to escape? I don't I'll just sit back and watch you!" Wei Jing laughed wantonly, his blood was full of pleasure, he raised his long sword with red eyes, his hand even trembled with excitement, and swung it towards Chang Xi.