"I have no face to face Master!"
After Mo Zheng heard the words of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord, he felt as if his spine had been ripped out, and he sat on the ground, his whole body paralyzed. His eyes revealed a deep sense of self-blame, and boundless regret enveloped his heart.
Seeing this, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Immortal Immortal will not let you go. Why don't you join the Sword Lord? The Sword Lord is the number one swordsman in history! He is a figure comparable to the Immortal Immortal!"
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and his tone was slightly playful.
When the Sword Lord heard the flattery of the Heaven-Eating Demon Lord, his expression did not change at all: "Immortal Immortal is no match for me. If you are willing to follow me, I can keep you safe."
"Master, he will not kill me!"
Mo Zheng almost covered his chest, with a ferocious expression on his face, and said this with great hesitation.
He cannot die before his sins are cleared, and Master will not let him die.
Do I have to live with guilt for the rest of my life?
No, he doesn't want to!
Living is a kind of torture!
There was a little confusion in the eyes of the Heaven-Eating Demon Lord, and he couldn't understand the person in front of him.
Immortal Immortal will not kill you, what are you worried about?
The sword master's sword heart was clear, and he saw at a glance that Mo Zheng's Taoist heart was broken, and he felt guilty, so he said:
"If you are passionate, it will be difficult to achieve the state of supreme ruthlessness. If you are weak, your killing methods will be weaker than others. If you feel regretful, it will be like carrying a huge rock, making it difficult to move forward."
"Presumably the so-called Immortal Immortal does not regard you as a true master and disciple. He just wants to put you in a sea of guilt and suffering."
Mo Zheng murmured: "You want me to be trapped in a sea of guilt and suffering...?"
He once again thought of Shen Changsheng's words: "You must use your life to pay for your sins."
The Heaven-Eating Demon Lord finally understood the situation, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said playfully:
"You are a demon for a moment, and you will be a demon for a lifetime. No matter how you wash it off, it can't change the fact that you are a demon. You were a demon in your previous life, and you are a demon in this life. You are the demon!"
"I... am a demon?" Mo Zheng thought of the murder scene when he was a child, and kept muttering at the corner of his mouth:
"Am I a demon?"
"You are the devil!" the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord said in a disdainful tone.
"The reason why you are ashamed is because you don't want to believe that you are a demon. The reason why you are regretful is because you are a demon but you are doing the right thing!"
"To put it bluntly, even if there is no distinction between good and evil, even if your hands are stained with blood, you still want to claim the right path!"
"Join us, be yourself, be a complete devil!"
"No, it's impossible!" Mo Zheng roared:
"I have been killing demon cultivators for a thousand years! I am the right path!"
"The right way? That's just the lie of Immortal Immortal!" The Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord pointed at the corpses scattered around the room and sneered:
"If you are on the right path, how can you practice the Soul-Eating Art? How can you devour everyone in this family? If you are on the right path, then I am not the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord, but the Great Love Immortal Lord!"
Mo Zheng looked at the corpses in the room, squatted down, held his head and roared:
"No, no, no, this was not done by me, this was done by the original person who has not yet awakened the memory of his previous life!"
"Mo Zheng, Mo Zheng, what are you still arguing about now?" The Heaven-Eating Demon Lord sneered:
"If you choose to practice the Soul Devouring Art without any memory of your past life, doesn't this further prove that you are a demon from your roots!"
"If there was no Immortal Immortal, would you kill those thousand-year-old demon cultivators?"
"It's the Immortal Immortal who ties you up like a dog on the right path. Once you break away from the restraints of the Immortal Immortal, you will become a demon. This was true in the past life, and it is true in this life as well!"
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord's words were every word, tearing holes in Mo Zheng's heart.
He knelt on the ground and looked at his hands like crazy:
"It turns out I am a demon cultivator..."
The corners of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord's mouth raised slightly:
"Yes, that's it. You are a demon cultivator. How could Immortal Immortal regard the demon path as his own?"
"It turns out that Master has always regarded me as a demon cultivator!"
"Hahahaha!" Mo Zheng looked up to the sky and smiled, a stream of bloody tears sliding down his face: "It turns out that Master has never regarded me as his disciple!"
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord shouted loudly: "It is Immortal Immortal who makes you feel so guilty, Mo Zheng, you did nothing wrong, it was Immortal Immortal who was wrong!"
"Mo Zheng, let me ask you again, are you willing to follow me." Sword Master pointed at the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord and said:
"I will not restrict his demonic nature, and I will not restrict you either! Follow me, and you don't have to suppress your nature!"
Mo Zheng remained silent.
"Mo Zheng, didn't you just kill a few people? What's there to feel guilty about!" The Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord sneered: "Back then, I devoured hundreds of righteous monks and was promoted to Mahayana in the Age of Ending Dharma. What a grace that was!"
"Although I was killed by the Immortal Immortal in the end, I have no regrets. If I were given a chance to come back again, I would do the same!"
The Sword Master also said: "I had a childhood sweetheart when I was young. She was a strong swordsman who was not weaker than me. I also had feelings for her, but she blocked my path and I did not hesitate to kill her!"
"Love and sword, I choose the sword without hesitation. If I am indecisive, it will only make people painful. Just like your position, living in the middle will only make you more painful."
"Choose, choose Immortal Immortal and be his dog for the rest of his life, or choose me."
Mo Zheng had a tangled look on his face, his brows furrowed, his eyes switching back and forth between hesitation, regret and cruelty.
Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly:
"Sword Master, I join you!"
The Sword Master smiled slightly: "Do you regret it? If you regret it, you can leave now, I won't stop you!"
Mo Zheng hesitated.
The Sky-Devouring Demon Lord mocked: "Do you still have a way to turn back? You have already killed someone!"
Mo Zheng was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "I don't regret it!"
Do you really not regret it?
The kind face of Immortal Immortal flashed through his mind, and his heart ached.
"Not bad!" The Sword Master showed admiration: "I really saw you right!"
Mo Zheng took a deep breath: "But I have a request."
"What are your requirements? As a follower of my sword master, I will try my best to satisfy you!"
"I hope you won't harm mortals."
The Heaven-Eating Demon Lord roared: "We are demon cultivators. If we don't harm mortals, what kind of demon cultivators are we? Mo Zheng, you have to understand your position!"
The Sword Master looked at the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord: "Shut up!"
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord immediately shut up.
Then he looked at Mo Zheng and said, "I promise you."
The Sky-Eating Demon Lord's face was uncertain, and then as if he thought of something, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Mo Zheng and said:
"Mo Zheng, from now on we are of the same mind, and it's time to get to know each other."
Mo Zheng frowned slightly, disgusted with the term "comrades", but in the end he didn't say anything more, but asked: "What do you want to know? I will not disclose any information about Immortal Immortal!"
"No, no, no, I'm not asking about the Immortal Immortal." The Sky-Devouring Demon Lord narrowed his eyes: "Since you are the apprentice of the Immortal Immortal, your thunder skills are as good as his, so what about your swordsmanship?"
Mo Zheng snorted coldly, and a monstrous sword intent mixed with countless resentments soared into the sky.
When the sword master saw this sword intention, he couldn't help but look at it:
"No one in my era could reach this level of killing swordsmanship, which is both good and evil. You are very good! One-tenth of my level."
"Brother Mo is indeed a genius. It's a pity that he doesn't have a good sword with such swordsmanship." The Sky-Devouring Demon Lord first flattered him, and then said sullenly:
"One of the top ten famous swords in the world, second only to the Heavenly Sword, is the Chunjun Sword. It is now in the Jiangcheng Museum. I think it is very suitable for Brother Mo!"
"What are you going to do?" Mo Zheng took a deep breath: "Let's make it clear first that although I join you, I will never harm mortals. If you kill innocent people indiscriminately, I will not let you go!"
A hint of evil flashed in the eyes of the Heaven-Eating Demon Lord, and then he showed a flattering smile:
"Brother Mo, that's natural. Our demons are also principled and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. I just want you to hold the Pure Jun Sword so that we can obtain more spiritual veins in the next battle for spiritual veins. .”
Mo Zheng's face darkened: "You want to go against the current government?"
"Brother Mo, you're in trouble." The Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord said: "We are monks. For monks, the importance of spiritual veins is self-evident. It is unavoidable to say that spiritual veins should be in the hands of us monks. , then what use can a mortal government have?"
"Don't worry, Brother Mo, I know what you're worried about. We only need spiritual veins and won't hurt mortals."
Mo Zheng didn't speak at all.
