Fortunately, there are only a handful of people in this world who can see the karma of Qingyun's Blood Fiend. Even the old monsters who have cultivated to the Heavenly Returning Spirit Realm may not be able to detect it. After all, this is not one of the five intuitive senses.
As the explanation says, the gathering and dispersion of fate is as impermanent as duckweed. Since it is impermanent, why can't something be left behind in this impermanence? That's why he was moved by his love for talents and enlightened Qingyun.
Based on his cultivation in the wind control realm, it can be seen that Qingyun is indeed only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he is not reborn as a demon. It must be that he has had a dangerous encounter that turned him into such a ferocious appearance.
In this regard, Yan Lao, who has reached the peak of the Wind Control Realm, has nothing to do. No, maybe the same is true for the powerful Gui Ling Realm, because whether it is the blood evil karma or the inner demons that may breed, these are all rooted in How can others eliminate the deepest existence of the human body?
If not, he would not have thought of teaching Qingyun Xuan Gong.
As for Qingyun's body full of hostility, it is not impossible to do anything with Yan Lao's current cultivation level, but in his view, the person who practices cultivation is himself. If he can't cultivate his own mind well, how can he gain enlightenment? Avenue?
So he only gave a few instructions, and then passed on some meditation methods that he had learned while refining alchemy. Even the names were taken from him, and finally he asked him to do more so-called "helping others" things, that's all.
After all, meeting Qingyun by chance and liking Qingyun's personality and talent does not mean that Yanshi should help a stranger he just met. Quan should form a good relationship.
As for Qingyun's final fate, he could only sigh in his heart:
"Hey, Qingyun, I'm sorry that I really can't do anything. I really can't bring you, the "evil star", back to the sect. I'm afraid there will be bloody disasters wherever you go in the future. Take care of me, little one, and we'll see you again by chance!"
Sighing softly again, the old man in white clothes named Yan Shi drifted away faintly. Except for his empty left sleeve, not a trace of cloud took him with him.
Yan Lao left lightly in the air, but the blue clouds on the ground could not calm down for a long time.
Not to mention the Happy Skill that Yan Lao left behind, just the reminder of the hostility in his heart already shocked him.
It's not all because of the help of strangers, but because he has ignored this problem before, and now he has embarked on the path of spiritual practice. He is no longer the ordinary mortal before. Once his mind is affected by violence, the consequences will be disastrous.
Moreover, Qingyun was actually quite touched when he and Yan Lao talked about the word "original heart".
His experience in the human world in the past two years has indeed made him grow a lot and understand a lot, but the price of growth and understanding has been to become indifferent and bloody.
He still clearly remembers the conversation they had together when he first met Yao Mengxun. In the past, he would treat an injured hare when he saw it, but now he is indifferent when a person is about to die. Has he really changed? ?
"No, the world has become bigger, but I have become smaller. And if you want to maintain your original intention in this world, you really need to think often and pay a high price!"
After being silent for a long time, Qingyun suddenly said such a sentence softly to himself, as if he had finally let out the frustration that had been stuck in his chest for several years.
At this moment, he no longer seemed so eager to have powerful power, and even suddenly understood that it seemed impossible for him to let go of his hatred.
So since you can't let it go, just unlock the outside of the box and let it go when the seeds inside germinate.
Finally, Qingyun laughed out loud, and then laughed wildly, but the voice was extremely sad and heartbreaking. He howled and shouted about the lives that had passed away, those he had remembered, those he did not remember, those he knew, those he did not know. Recognized names.
Until the end, I read my father's name.
He finally realized it:
"I thought those memories were the driving force to support me, but I never thought that now they are also shackles on my heart. Although I think twice before I act, it seems that I really need to think carefully about all the things between my thoughts and actions."
After crying for half an hour, Qingyun finally stopped sobbing. If the words of explanation were still in front of him at this time, he would definitely be comforted again, stroking his beard and praising him again and again, because the hostility in Qingyun's body followed his own understanding. Enlightenment and immediately reduced a few points.
But what's even more valuable is that his Taoist heart has become more Hunyuan and stronger than before.
In the past, he seemed to have put on a layer of armor in his heart, but now, he seems to have a majestic demeanor that lets him be strong, and the breeze blows on the hills.
After a while, Qingyun calmed down his emotions and began to rationally recall the method called Kaixin Gong in his mind. He then crossed his legs and entered meditation for about an hour before opening his eyes.
Qingyun's eyes are still as clear and bright as before, with a look of wisdom, but if you look closely, you will find that these bright eyes have lost a bit of ferocity and regained a bit of elegance.
This is a pair of eyes inherited from his mother, which are as gentle as water and make people feel more friendly.
After adjusting his breath a little more, Qingyun secretly said in his heart:
"This happy skill is called Xuan Gong, but it is actually just a meditation technique. It should be used in conjunction with the alchemy technique left by Yan Lao. Even if it cannot help me improve my realm, daily practice before my cultivation is complete can still stabilize it. My Taoist mind brings peace of mind, which is unmatched by other advanced techniques."
After practicing the Kaixin Kung Fu, Qingyun felt that the depression in his heart was lessened. If he kept working hard for a long time, the anger in his body would eventually be washed away by drops of water.
Blinking his mouth, he once again thought gratefully to Yan Shi:
"Lao Yan has been kind to me, and I will definitely find out his identity in the future so that I can repay you. After all, a master like him is no ordinary person. He must be the old man who has been famous for a long time. If you know his name, you should be able to find out a few things about him. .”
Qingyun made up his mind in his heart that when he has the ability in the future, he must pay more respect to this kind old man. In his opinion, although they have only been together for less than an hour, he already regards Yan Lao as the same as Yan Liangshan back then. An elder, half a teacher.
Everyone said that the world of cultivation was full of bloody and cruel killings, and Qingyun had seen many of them and experienced them several times.
However, he also got to know Yao Mengxun, who was gentle and kind in Lan Xinhui, and came into contact with Lei Jiang, who was decisive in killing but cold-faced and warm-hearted. Now he has received the favor of a kind-hearted old man.
It was all these things that gave him a deeper understanding of the nature of the world of cultivation, or even the entire world.
People in the mortal world do not have the power to defy the heavens, and only the constraints of the law allow society to operate normally. Although the world of cultivation has some government-like institutions to check and balance the monks, this restriction is compared to the laws of the mortal world. , but it is much weaker.
After all, once a person has the power to transcend the rules, he will have the ambition to override the rules.
But it was those kind-hearted people who quietly put a layer of warmth on Qingyun's heart. This was also the reason why he never forgot the kindness in his memory even though he killed people and blood flowed all over the world. It’s all a matter of course.
Let's say that Qingyun considered it carefully after taking advantage of it.
He felt that now that he had gained the Kaixin Kung Fu of Yanshi Jingxin, he was able to straighten his mind that was gradually affected by hatred, and he was no longer so eager to pursue power.
What's more, although Changchun Gong is not enough to improve his realm, it has no restrictions on the physical body and meridians.
“It’s slower, but it’s better than nothing.”
His body has been integrated with a drop of the purest Qilin essence and blood, and has been transformed by Qilin's blazing flames. Even Qingyun himself doesn't know whether he is now a human or half a Qilin.
And he had a vague feeling that although the realm had restrictions on his cultivation, it had no hindrance to the strengthening of his physical body.
So he seems to be thin, but in fact he has extremely strong energy and blood, which means that his physical strength is several times stronger than that of monks in the same realm. This is because there is only a little bit of Kirin essence and blood in his body.
Perhaps it can be said that, having merged the remnant soul and blood essence of Xiao Qi, he can no longer speculate with the theories of this world.
It is precisely because of this that he used to look like an elegant and handsome scholar, but now he grows a bunch of stubble every three days, giving him a masculine look.
Except for the beard and hair, the hair on other parts of the body is still the same as before, otherwise it would take half a day just to plucking hair every day.
While Qingyun smiled bitterly, he casually put the "jade" that Yan Lao left for him into his treasure bag.
He didn't believe at all that this broken stone could be a treasure. Fortunately, he was not greedy at all. He was already satisfied with the Happy Skill, and it was okay for Yan Lao to make a little joke to himself.
And now that he had the method of refining alchemy, Qingyun's mind began to come alive:
"Last year, I ripened a lot of herbs in Wuhua Mountain. Although the spiritual power was seriously lost after drying, the advantage lies in the quantity. At least, Ma Wang and Qi Fei also left some spiritual stones for me. Otherwise, let's take a look first. Can you get an alchemy furnace to practice your skills? As the saying goes, if you have too many skills, you won't be overwhelmed."
Young people are young people after all, and Qingyun is only eighteen years old now. Due to his body modification, although his figure is slender, he has not grown any longer, and even his handsome face has also stayed at fifteen or sixteen. Years old, immature and a little green.
In addition, he is now considered "easy". Unless you observe carefully, you will never find out that he is the original Qingyun. Therefore, I feel less yearning for those cunning sects of cultivation and have more resistance that I didn’t dare to have before:
"If it weren't for the fact that I am unable to find out the truth alone and take revenge, otherwise I wouldn't even bother to join the so-called Immortal Sword Sect, hum!"
Qingyun couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Although Yi Qing is the uncle he has never met and the only relative he knows is alive, where was he when his father died?
Even in the hinterland of the sect he ruled, he was assassinated by his disciples. How could Qingyun not feel resentful in his heart?
"Hmph, don't you want Qilin Teeth? Then let's see, which one of us will become the snipe and the clam fighting each other, and who will become the oriole behind! Harm my father and slaughter my whole village. From now on, If you don’t avenge yourself, you will never be a human being!”
With a sharp light in his eyes, and with a coldness and solemnity, Qingyun flew towards the official road again, hurriedly heading towards the distant city.
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