Xianyang City, Qin Province.
There was no one alive in the originally bustling home.
A man's hands were covered with blood and he was slightly stunned.
Ancient memories surfaced in his mind.
After a while, he looked at the corpses on the ground, and a line of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, with a look of guilt and remorse on his face:.
"I killed again, I killed again!"
"Why, why am I still a demon cultivator!"
…
In Qingshui City, Shen Changsheng moved home with Shen Yao.
There was a "ding dong" sound.
Shen Changsheng's cell phone rang.
He took out his phone and opened it to find a piece of news.
"A top martial arts family in Qin Province is suspected of being wiped out."
Shen Changsheng frowned slightly and clicked on the news to view the specific content.
There are only a few pictures in the news, but it can be seen from the pictures that these warriors have sunken eye sockets and their bodies are so thin that only bones are left.
Seeing this, Shen Changsheng could basically judge that these people were practicing the fragments of the Soul Devouring Art, which were swallowed up by those who had mastered the main part.
If an ordinary warrior is swallowed by the Soul Devouring Art, not even the scum will be left!
Shen Yao also came over at this time, looked at the warrior in the picture and said, "Dad, this was done by a demonic monk, right??"
Shen Changsheng nodded: "Yes, this was done by the warriors who practiced the Soul Devouring Art."
Shen Yao was a little confused: "Dad, are all demonic monks so cruel?"
"The distinction between good and evil is just a matter of different cultivation techniques. There are also kind-hearted people in the demonic path." Shen Changsheng paused and said, "But the demonic monks who practice the Soul Devouring Art and the Demonic Ancestor Kungfu are definitely not Good stubble.”
Shen Yao nodded thoughtfully: "Dad, have you ever accepted a demon monk as a disciple?"
There was a look of reminiscence in Shen Changsheng's eyes:
"A demon cultivator? I accepted him. I raised him and became a famous Mahayana monk."
Shen Yao had some expectation in her eyes: "What about the end?"
Shen Changsheng said calmly: "He wants to kill me."
…
Time goes back to ancient times more than 20,000 years ago.
The two paths of good and evil and the demon clan divide China into three parts.
The monsters live in the holy land of the monsters in the north, the righteous path lives in the Middle-earth China and Mount Sumeru in the west, and the demonic path is located along the coast.
The Dao Sect is located in the south of China in the Middle Earth and is dedicated to suppressing demons.
The Tianjian Sect is located to the north of China in the Middle Earth, and is a cultivator that suppresses demons.
Buddhism is located to the west of China in the Middle Earth and crosses demons.
Yaowang Valley is in the center of China, China, and is rushing to help from all directions.
There are many demonic sects, loosely distributed, and most of them are weak. However, there is one demonic sect that is extraordinarily powerful and can be evenly matched with the orthodox sects.
That is the source of all demons, the number one demon in the world, the sect built by the Demon Ancestor, the Heavenly Demon Sect!
In the eyes of the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sect, there is no distinction between humans and animals. Regardless of whether they are immortal cultivators, mortals, or monsters, they are all resources for cultivation in their eyes.
They circled a piece of land specifically to raise mortals and use them as blood food to practice demonic techniques.
If there are not enough mortals, they will go to Middle-earth China to plunder mortals.
One day, Shen Changsheng was worshiping his ancestors in Changqing Mountain, and several monks from the Heavenly Demon Sect came to Changqing Village, preparing to sacrifice the entire village to practice demonic skills.
Shen Changsheng had a sullen expression on his face. Changqing Village was a pure land in his heart. How could he tolerate being trampled by demonic monks?
After killing a few demon cultivators, he started practicing hard.
When he was promoted to the Immortal Realm, he immediately flew to the realm of the Heavenly Demon Sect and continuously bombarded the Heavenly Demon Sect monks with the Purple Sky Divine Thunder.
"You and I have no grievances. What do you mean?" Demon Ancestor flew out of the Demon Sect and looked at Shen Changsheng with disdain in his eyes.
Shen Changsheng didn't waste any time and summoned countless divine thunders to bombard the Demon Ancestor.
He has long been unhappy with the Demon Ancestor. He could not defeat him before, but now after being promoted to the Immortal Realm, the Demon Ancestor will be the first to be killed!
"You have a way to die!"
That day, the overwhelming demonic energy covered half of the sky in China, and under the demonic aura was the supreme thunder!
The battle between Shen Changsheng and Demon Ancestor has lasted for hundreds of years, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.
"There's not much difference in strength between you and me. How about a truce?"
The Demon Ancestor's eyes looked at Shen Changsheng, not at all disdainful, but full of timidity.
Each of Shen Changsheng's lightning techniques possesses the power of heavenly tribulation.
As a Hedao-level strongman with "Resentment" in Hedao, he can withstand the catastrophe, but he can't bear it all the time!
The man in front of him seems to have endless spiritual energy. After a hundred years of splitting, he still seems to have a lot of spiritual energy.
He is afraid!
Shen Changsheng took a deep breath. After a hundred years of continuous use of thunder techniques, his attainments in thunder techniques had reached a whole new level!
He closed his eyes and used up all the remaining spiritual energy.
The Chaos Divine Thunder comes to the world, and the Demon Ancestor dies.
The war that lasted for hundreds of years was over.
The battle between good and evil that lasted for tens of thousands of years also ended at this moment.
After destroying the Demon Ancestor, Shen Changsheng entered the Heavenly Demon Sect and personally killed the Heavenly Demon Sect monks to avoid missing any Heavenly Demon monks.
And when he came to a cave deep in the Demon Sect, there was a boy. Next to him were countless boys of the same age, but they were all lifeless. Only he was still alive.
His eyes were dull, and he was sitting on the ground, looking somewhere. After Shen Changsheng entered the cave, he did not even look at Shen Changsheng.
Shen Changsheng felt a lot of resentment in this person. Although his level was only foundation building, his resentment was second only to the Demon Ancestor in the entire Heavenly Demon Sect.
Shen Changsheng frowned slightly and summoned the divine thunder to kill him.
But even though the divine thunder was already hanging above his head, he remained indifferent. His eyes were still dull and he didn't even blink.
He doesn't seem to know what fear is.
Shen Changsheng withdrew the divine thunder, walked near the man, and waved his hand in front of his eyes.
There was no change in his eyes, and Shen Changsheng did not feel any emotional changes from his body, as if he was a dead thing.
"May I have your name?"
The man didn't answer.
"How old are you?"
The boy still didn't answer.
Shen Changsheng was a little confused. Could it be that he couldn't understand people's words?
He decided to say something simple instead: "Stand."
The boy stood up immediately after hearing this, but his eyes were still dull.
Shen Changsheng frowned slightly: "Sit down."
The boy sat down.
"Get down."
The boy lay down.
"Stand up and touch your left ear with your right hand, and your right buttocks with your left hand."
The boy simply stood up.
"Can you only understand simple instructions?"
This is not a human being, this is a domesticated animal!
What would a demonic monk do to raise such a person?
Shen Changsheng said again: "Practice!"
When the boy heard this, he immediately activated the demonic skills in his body, filled with resentment, and instantly devoured the corpse on the ground.
His movements were smooth and smooth, without any sloppiness, and he had already killed many people at a glance.
Seeing this, Shen Changsheng already understood what this boy was.
This is a killing machine cultivated by the Tianmo Sect. A person's humanity has been wiped out, leaving only instinct. A killing machine that has not even thought about what it is!
Cultivating such a murderous weapon requires using various high-pressure methods to eliminate human nature from an infant.
In his eyes, there is no view of good and evil, only obedience to orders.
As long as he is allowed to practice, he will kill people.
He doesn't know that killing is wrong, he doesn't want to kill, he's just following orders.
Thinking of this, Shen Changsheng felt more and more that these demonic monks were really nothing!
Shen Changsheng felt that this child could still be saved. If he could bring out the humanity in him, he could live like a normal person.
As for the fact that he had killed someone, it was not his intention.
It was not him who was at fault, it was the demonic monk.
When his humanity is awakened, he will live with a lifetime of guilt, and he will be able to better make up for his sins and serve the human race.
So Shen Changsheng abolished his demonic cultivation and murmured: "You must use your life to pay for your sins."
Shen Changsheng took him with him and named him Mo Zheng.
Teach him the right way to practice exercises, teach him rituals and music, and try to arouse the humanity in his heart.
