When the petals are flying in this world, the prosperous age of demonic cultivation is about to begin.
Countless people have stepped into the demonic path to pursue the ethereal way of freedom and self-centeredness. All new and old grudges will also come to an end when the demonic path appears.
"There are too many things in the world where the weak are humiliated and unable to resist. Hatred and grudges will destroy one person after another during the rise of the demonic path, and will cause countless killings."
This kind of magic method gives an opportunity to those who fall into the dust, and at the same time, it will punish those who act unreasonably and recklessly, but more importantly, it brings unprecedented chaos to the world. .
Ning Bufan seemed to have a premonition of something. He opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Chen, the world of immortality is really unsafe."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "Nowhere is safe."
He looked at Patriarch Yun and said: "There is nothing Chen can do about this matter. Chen cannot prevent this method. The danger is not in this technique, but in people's hearts. Patriarch Yun should understand what Chen means."
The head of the Yun family was stunned for a while, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
In the end, there was only a helpless sigh.
That night, Chen Changsheng rested in Yun Mansion and would continue his journey soon.
That night, there was a strange movement in the entire Qingyuan.
"Hahahaha, haha..."
Someone was laughing wildly in the room, and there seemed to be relief in the laughter.
The man held a blood-stained knife in his hand, and his body was filled with demonic energy, and he had entered the devil's way.
Smiling, but with tears in his eyes.
By the time the monks from the Yun Mansion arrived, the tragedy had already occurred, but the possessed monk did not escape, let alone resist.
"That demon cultivator, why did you kill him?!"
"hehe……"
The demon cultivator only said: "Insult my wife and daughter, kill my parents, I have become a demon today, can't I kill him?!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
The Yun Mansion cultivator didn't say much, and could only sigh helplessly. Considering this person's identity as a demon cultivator, he still captured him.
It is worth mentioning that the demon cultivator did not resist, he just laughed all the way and was escorted back.
That kind of laughter resounded throughout Qingyuan.
It was the resentment that had been accumulated for many years, and the joy of having revenge.
Everyone couldn't help but wonder what this magic method had brought to people.
Maybe, it doesn't necessarily mean it's bad.
It was probably because of the endless occurrence of such things that the monks' views on this were slowly changing, and disputes emerged from this.
"Butler Yun, I heard that many people died last night?"
"yes……"
The housekeeper of Yun Mansion talked about this with Ning Bufan.
"There are many people possessed by demons. Some were sucked into mummies, and some wielded swords to seek revenge. Four or five such things happened last night, and there are still a few whose murderers have not been found. .”
Ning Bufan opened his mouth and said, "Is the demon cultivator so powerful?"
Guan Yun said: "Logically speaking, demon cultivators of the same realm are indeed a bit more powerful than ordinary monks, but there are gains and losses. The demonic energy will affect the monk's mind. Over time, it will be difficult to look directly into his own heart, and he will become a demon. Such people will also be hated by heaven and earth, and suffer the calamity of thunder and magic from above. Although it is easy to become a demon, it is difficult to return to the past."
Guan Yun said: "Although this technique has given some people opportunities, it has greatly affected Qingyuan's safety. This is the most difficult thing."
After listening to this, Ning Bufan felt that the world of immortality was really dangerous. With his little ability, he might not be able to stay here, but it didn't matter. He had to leave here with Mr. Chen anyway.
That day, the head of the Yun family hosted another banquet for Mr. Chen. When he left, he also gave Mr. Chen some drinks. He couldn't refuse it, so he accepted it.
In the end, the head of the Yun family went out to see him off in person, all the way to the edge of the deserted sea.
"Sir, go slowly. If there is a chance, sir, come to Yun Mansion as a guest again, Yun will definitely greet you."
"sure."
They said goodbye in a hurry and got on the bamboo raft again.
Ning Bufan breathed a sigh of relief and looked back. He was puzzled again, so he asked: "With your ability, sir, it shouldn't be difficult to solve these demonic cultivators, right?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said with a smile, "Why are you talking about this?"
Ning Bufan said: "I always feel that after leaving today, there may be a lot of killings here."
"What do you mean? Kill all those demon cultivators?"
"Isn't this a good idea?"
"Of course not." Chen Changsheng said: "When the demon cultivator's skills are questioned, the demon cultivators are destined to be unable to kill them all. They appear in endless streams, like weeds that grow again when the wind blows."
"What really makes people possessed is not the technique, but people's desires."
Ning Bufan naturally understood this truth. He could only sigh helplessly and said: "I heard from Butler Yun that a man entered the devil's way last night and drank the blood of nearly a hundred wild beasts to improve his cultivation just to avenge the blood feud. Other than that, Apart from that, no innocent people were harmed. After hearing this, I was in a trance and felt that maybe the demonic cultivation techniques were not all wrong."
He paused, looked at Mr. Chen and said, "What you said is right, sir, but what is wrong is the human heart."
Chen Changsheng patted his shoulder lightly without explaining anything.
Ning Bufan would not be unable to understand these truths.
Relief came in an instant.
The two sat quietly on the bamboo raft for a while.
"Sir, should we go?"
Chen Changsheng kept looking at Ning Bufan.
Ning Bufan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said, "I understand..."
As he spoke, he stretched out the back of his neck and said, "Sir, please do it."
He's already used to it.
Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly and said, "You don't actually have to sleep to use such magical powers."
Ning Bufan opened his mouth and said: "I know what you mean, sir. I thought about it again and again last night, but I always felt that something was wrong. I don't know what the sky is like when I'm drunk. Alas..."
"Perhaps my cultivation of this mysterious magical power is indeed lacking in talent."
Without saying a word, Chen Changsheng handed over the wine sent by the Yun Family Master.
"One bottle of wine is needed."
Ning Bufan was stunned and reached out to take it.
He looked at the wine pot and thought for a long time, and suddenly understood something.
"Yes……"
"That feeling is hazy and trance-like."
"I understand, I understand."
Ning Bufan laughed, and then he saw him raising his hand, "When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water. The whole boat is full of clear dreams and the stars are overwhelming. I am in a dream, or I am alone and drunk."
"Raft up, raft up!"
As he raised his hand, the bamboo raft slowly floated up and flew into the sky.
Ning Bufan's eyes sparkled and he exclaimed: "I can do it! I can do it!"
But instead of being happy, the bamboo raft started to shake violently again.
"Eh eh eh..."
Chen Changsheng raised his hand in time and put it on Ning Bufan's shoulder, and then stabilized the bamboo raft.
Ning Bufan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is much harder than in dreams..."
His face darkened and he said, "Besides, it's even more difficult to control than in the dream."
well.
After all, magical powers are not so easy to learn.
