Heavenly practice

When Shen Zhuo opened his eyes, the lake under his feet was already muddy, and it was no longer as calm as before, but tumbling like a flowing spring, as if a monster would break out of the water at any time.

But none of this can be seen by others. In their eyes, the lake is still as calm as jade and as clear as a mirror. Only the people standing here can see it. Only Shen Zhuo knows that there is uneasiness in the lake. ripple.

"Brother Shen?"

Behind him was Ning Feiyue's worried question, and there was a tremor in that voice, but Shen Zhuo was in a daze at the moment, so he didn't notice it.

"Ah."

He simply responded, and then slowly turned around and walked towards the shore, step by step, dragging the current, crushing his own reflection in the lake, and stepped onto the shore.

Except for Long Xiang, those teenagers all looked at him with strange and shocked eyes, even Su Tianming was stunned.

Shen Zhuo vaguely realized what happened, so he asked Long Xiang, "How long have I been in?"

"...just a quarter of an hour."

Long Xiang's tone was a bit difficult, and Shen Zhuo's calm eyes finally wavered.

"..."

"You know...you have been standing on the water since you stepped into the lake." Long Xiang finished speaking with deep eyes.

Shen Zhuo was startled, and immediately looked down at his wet trouser legs.

"You fell into the water the moment you opened your eyes."

Su Tianming picked it up from the side, his gaze was deep and complicated.

Shen Zhuo was silent, then turned to look at Shang Yin, "Have I passed the test?"

Shang Yin watched him silently for a moment before saying, "It's over."

There was a moment of silence.

Suddenly, the dark-skinned young man asked curiously, "Dare to ask Taoist Shang Yin, this senior sister only said that people with deep sins will sink into the lake, and ordinary people will only reach their ankles. What about the words on the water?"

"Water is your obsession, your demon."

Shang Yin didn't say it clearly, but this sentence already explained them.

That water is everyone's obsession with the inner demon. Those who have a deep obsession are obsessed with the demon, and they are deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves.

"Without a trace of obsession? How suitable for Buddhist practice!"

"That's not the case. Western Buddhist cultivators only lock their inner demons in the abyss. How dare they say that they have no inner demons?"

"Could it be..."

The black-faced boy grinned his white teeth, and said with a smile, "I've heard that the scholar said that those who have no heart and no demons naturally have no demons!"

"..."

Shen Zhuo looked at the black-faced boy with cool eyes, but the other party looked at him and smiled without knowing it.

His eyes shifted to the black kit bag on his waist, and Shen Zhuo's eyes moved.

"What did you see?" Long Xiang asked.

"No, nothing." Shen Zhuo replied lightly.

At this moment, Shang Yin interrupted the discussion lightly.

"Next, Longxiang."

"……Yes."

When Long Xiang untied his sword and walked towards the lake, he was still worried, but as soon as he touched the lake water, Su Tianxing's face appeared in his mind, and he was stunned.

"This is my memory."

A familiar female voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and Long Xiang recognized it as Feng Yufei's voice.

"what happened?"

"Because what is being tested by the Sword Washing Pool at this moment is my spiritual consciousness."

Long Xiang felt suspicious, "Isn't this lake water harmless?"

"Harmless to others, but not to you."

"Why?"

"You have demons."

"..."

In front of him was the young Su Tianxing, gentle as jade, with soft brows and eyes, holding a scroll in his hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "I don't know the girl's name?"

"My surname is Feng, my name is Yu Fei, Phoenix Yu Fei, Huang Yu Qiyu, and Fu Yutian... Aren't you calling my name?"

Different from the deep and dignified voice of Feng Yufei that he had heard before, the Feng Yufei in his mind at this moment is just like Ning Feiyue, a lively and beautiful girl, with curiosity about the human race and the outside world, at first Met the young prince who was as gentle as jade.

"Is this your heartbeat?" He asked, clutching his chest.

"No, it's your heartbeat."

Feng Yufei's deep voice echoed in his mind as if echoing in the empty hall.

"What is my demon?"

"..."

Feng Yufei didn't answer, Long Xiang suddenly showed a ferocious and sarcastic smile, "My father and mother, the Dragon Mansion has a population of more than 100, and the entire Hengyang City, shouldn't I have evil thoughts? Killing intent?!"

"..."

The surroundings had turned into an empty darkness at some point, Su Tianxing's figure had disappeared, only his roar echoed over and over again, as if he was standing in a corridor.

After a long time, Feng Yufei's voice sounded again.

"Your demon is not hatred."

"..."

"It's jealousy."

"..."

Long Xiang's pupils shrank sharply.

The dark corridor in front of him suddenly became colorful, like countless mirrors, all reflecting the same person's face.

"It's okay-"

"My surname is Shen and my name is Zhuo, here to save you—"

"I'm your uncle, eldest nephew—"

"I'm back, big nephew—"

"..."

Shen Zhuo, all Shen Zhuo.

On the bank of Xijian Pond outside the illusion, everyone looked at Long Xiang standing in the lake with horror on his face.

"He's going to be drowned!"

What was more anxious was Ning Feiyue, she watched Long Xiang standing in the water getting deeper and deeper, but in just one breath, the lake water had already submerged Long Xiang's knees.

"division……"

Shang Yin's gaze interrupted Ning Feiyue's shout, the hands hidden under the wide sleeves had already squeezed the seal, as long as the lake water was below Long Xiang's waist, she would immediately take him out.

This is the rudiment of an ancient heart training formation. If the lake water reaches her chest, even she can't save Long Xiang's consciousness!

On the other side, Su Tianming was also shocked when he saw this scene, he turned his head and asked Shen Zhuo, "Does he have a demon?"

"I just found out." Shen Zhuo replied calmly.

"You're not worried?" Su Tianming couldn't understand.

"It's not something I can worry about. Only he can resolve the inner demon, and others can't help."

"Ah."

Su Tianming suddenly let out a sarcastic laugh, "I'm starting to sympathize with him."

"..."

"The family is ruined, and even the only person who is by his side has ulterior motives. If I were to fall into demons."

"Have ulterior motives?"

Shen Zhuo's eyes were slightly cold, "Me? What intentions do I have?"

"Mr. Shen, you don't care about Long Xiang's life or death at all, can you admit it?"

"..."

The expression on Shen Zhuo's face was exceptionally indifferent, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, "It has nothing to do with you."

Su Tianming's heart trembled, his eyes turned cold, "Are you threatening me?"

Shen Zhuo said nothing with a cold face, as if he had acquiesced.

Su Tianming smiled disdainfully, "How can you rely on you to dare to threaten a big Xia royal family?"

"royal……"

Shen Zhuo's black pupils glowed with a faint silver, "Big Xia has never entered my eyes, so what are you..."

"Shen Zhuo!"

Su Tianming suddenly interrupted his words with an exclamation, and then looked into his eyes in shock.

Shen Zhuo's mind shook, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"...You have demons." Su Tianming looked at him with complicated eyes.

"If you are a human being, you will have obsessive demons."

Shen Zhuo turned around casually, and Su Tianming behind him didn't ask him any more questions like why the Sword Washing Pond didn't reflect his inner demons.

"Aren't you afraid that he won't come out?"

"will not."

He is the protagonist, the protagonist in his own writing, with golden fingers and the halo of the protagonist, and all his disasters will be resolved in the end.

But what about him?

Who will help him?

Shen Zhuo walked forward step by step, looked up at the sky above his head, a group of wild geese flew by, he suddenly felt tired.

It's autumn, can he really go back?

Even if you can go back, how long will it take?When he goes back, will his family still be there?

What on earth is he here for?

Does he really want to stay here forever, this false world?

Oh, if only I hadn't written this book.

"This is not a book, it's a living world—"

A voice suddenly sounded above his head, like the sound of a vast bell, which woke him up violently.

"Who--"

Shen Zhuo's heart was shocked, and he turned around abruptly to look over, but found nothing. Long Xiang, who was in the washbasin, had already opened his eyes before Shang Yin made a move.

But Shen Zhuo was in a cold sweat at the moment.

No one knows that this is a world of books, not even Chang Ming.

When he was terrified, a black-eyed boy suddenly walked out of the crowd in front of him.

"Ying Tianbai."