Xia Houying's figure left.
The falling snow dances in the sky.
Yang Feng just sat in the snow.
In front of him was the Lingsha Sword.
After the broken sword left his hand, the evil spirit exploded!
Sweeping away the flying snow drifting in the sky.
The shocking cracks on the body of the Lingsha Sword became even more ferocious in this scene.
At this time, Yang Feng's appearance also changed drastically.
A ferocious demon mask covered his face, and his hair was tied high and hung loosely on his shoulders.
The horns on his forehead emitted a faint black aura.
The heat was steaming from his body, and the snowflakes flying in the sky would melt immediately the moment they fell on him.
"Demon resentment! I didn't expect that this kid would actually accumulate demon resentment in his heart?!"
The ancient evil demon existing in Yang Feng's sea of consciousness couldn't help but look surprised when he sensed Yang Feng's current physical condition.
What is demonic resentment? It is the resentment that the devil has accumulated in his heart. This is also the ultimate reason why the devil is called a devil.
Demonic resentment is sin, but it is also power. This is something that any demonic cultivator can produce, but most demonic cultivators cannot control or dispel the demonic resentment deep in their hearts.
If it accumulates in the heart for many years, the mind will be controlled and driven by this evil resentment, thus losing oneself and completely becoming a murderous maniac.
This is also why immortal cultivators hate demon cultivators and demons so much.
Demonic cultivators are a force unique to the Great Xia Star. They can become demons after they become successful in their cultivation and successfully overcome the tribulation.
Immortal cultivators pursue the ultimate goal of becoming an immortal, while demon cultivators pursue the ultimate goal of becoming a demon.
There is a difference between immortals and demons, and this is how the forces of cultivating immortals and the forces of cultivating demons were born.
And Yang Feng got the mask of the ancient evil demon, and after completely integrating the evil spirit on the mask, he can be regarded as a demon cultivator.
It's just that he didn't feel any discomfort at first, but as time went by, recently, he would feel inexplicably irritable, and even had a fantasy of turning into a demon.
Fortunately, Yang Feng was determined and able to restrain his inner desire.
After arriving at Sixue Peak, he suddenly felt that the demonic desire in his heart seemed to be melted by the ice and snow.
So after Xia Houying left, Yang Feng released his demonic side.
The ferocious devil mask, a pair of broken horns, and disheveled white hair reveal a bit of the fierceness and domineering power of a king.
This is the top of Sixue Peak, with a radius of ten miles, heavy snow is flying, and the biting cold wind is howling.
Yang Feng's figure sitting cross-legged in the snow seemed slightly lonely and desolate.
"Is this strange power that the demon has accumulated in my heart the demonic resentment you speak of?"
Yang Feng's voice suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness.
"Hey! Don't you think the devil's path is not difficult? Murderous demons and bloodthirsty people are just labels given to demons by cultivators who don't understand anything.
Cultivating demons is just as important as cultivating immortals. Immortals need spiritual roots and understanding, and demons also need it. However, demons mostly rely on being able to restrain or release the demonic resentment in their hearts.
Demonic resentment is born in the heart of a demon cultivator. It can help a demon cultivate, and conversely, it can also destroy a demon. "
The ancient evil demon explained to Yang Feng in detail the origin of this evil grudge.
At this time, Yang Feng's inner demonic resentment was released, and the evil energy in his body actually condensed into a black bead.
It's just a rough embryo, with all the evil aura contained in it.
The ancient evil demon in the sea of consciousness felt Yang Feng's suddenly restrained evil spirit, and felt ashamed, and at the same time, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.
A ridiculous idea came to mind.
The demonic resentment in his heart was released, and Yang Feng immediately returned to his true self. However, Si Xuefeng was still within the jurisdiction of Zhuxian University. Although it was inaccessible, it was better to be cautious in everything.
The snow scene is really beautiful, like a delicate beauty waiting to bloom, and like a high-altitude Nine Heavens Xuannv overlooking the world.
Gradually, Yang Feng's vision blurred. Yang Feng didn't know why this snow scene could dissipate the demonic resentment in his heart, and he didn't know why this place was called Sixue Peak.
Snow, no matter how pure it is, cannot cover the sins of human nature.
Under the white snow, there is an unparalleled love affair.
The devil you think is extremely evil and sinful.
The immortal you think saves all people and accumulates virtue and does good deeds.
But one day, immortals and demons will fall in love, will you allow it, will you allow it?
Yang Feng's vision was confused in the snow.
A near-immortal monk, dressed in white as snow, with three thousand blue silk waist-length hair, and a sky-blue gauze skirt that could not cover her jade body.
A near-demon monk, wearing dark battle armor, with everlasting flames burning on his shoulders, and carrying a bloody sword on his back, he is the best in the world.
Immortals are demons, willing to fall.
The devil becomes an immortal, let go of killing.
So Xian put down his sword to ward off evil spirits and pick up the guqin.
Devil, let go of the desire in your heart and pick up the jade flute.
So there was a song "Fairy and Demon Love".
The style of the painting changed, and the majestic demon's armor was shattered.
The pure and pure immortal lay in the devil's arms in ragged clothes.
His face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from his lips.
But there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
On the top of the snow-capped mountains, there are those who cultivate immortals and those who cultivate demons, and they have monstrous murderous intentions.
Immortals and demons have been in opposition since ancient times, so how can they fall in love?
They broke the eternal taboo and crossed the thunder pool, just for the warmth of that moment, just for each other to enjoy a song of "fairy and devil love".
"Immortals give up all the people in the world and are willing to fall. Demons let go of their desire to kill and have no regrets even if they die. This feeling does not require morning and evening, but only a moment;
Love, the joys and sorrows of a lifetime, ends with the song ending, and the immortals and demons remain. "
This song "Love between Immortals and Demons" has been echoing in Yang Feng's mind for a long time.
As Yang Feng spent the snowy night, he seemed to have had a long, long dream.
He dreamed of Si Xuefeng, he dreamed of those who were infinitely close to immortals, but were willing to die for love, and he dreamed of those who were infinitely close to demons, but willingly gave up everything just for the song of immortal-demonic love.
"Love, the joys and sorrows of a lifetime, ends with the song ending, and the immortals and demons remain."
Yang Feng murmured.
In this world of immortality, is there really such a masterpiece? Are there really such men and women who are crazy about love?
What he saw was nothing more than the pursuit of immortality, no matter what the means.
In order to become a demon, he is murderous.
There is no love between immortals and demons, it is just a dream of Huang Liang.
Yang Feng did not think about anything else, but concentrated on practicing meditation. When he reached the golden elixir stage, he could no longer rely on external forces like before.
External forces are important, but oneself is also indispensable.
Xia Houying's figure appeared in front of Yang cover.
"Yo! You're lucky! You're not dead?"
In her opinion, Yang Feng, a monk in the middle stage of the fasting stage, should definitely die.
He actually managed to survive until the next day.
Perhaps she would never have imagined that Yang Feng was not killed by the illusion here, but instead learned the unparalleled secrets of the world of immortality.
In the future, a song of love between immortals and demons will awaken many monks.
"Ha! I haven't gotten what I want yet, how can I die?"
Yang Feng heard from the woman Xia Houying that this was not a good land, but why was he safe and sound?
"I have what you want, but you haven't given me what I want yet."
Xia Houying looked like she was convinced of Yang Feng's situation, which made Yang Feng very unhappy.
The treasure in Xia Houying's mouth is nothing more than the desolate eye in his second dantian. Isn't this something that is difficult for others to do?
"Uh, do you really want it? Have you ever heard of strange eyes?"
Yang Feng did not expose the existence of the desolate eye in the second dantian, but planned to fake it and fabricated a non-existent strange pupil.
In the world of immortality, there are indeed such talented monks who have awakened their special eyes.
However, compared with Yang Feng's Eye of Desolation, this strange pupil is not on the same level at all.
Practitioners who have awakened their special eyes can practice eye skills, which are hard to guard against. However, the power of eye skills is limited and is limited by the monk's own talent.
"Seriously? Have you really awakened your strange eyes?!"
Strange pupils are extremely rare in the world of immortality. Even Xia Houying, who has lived for eight hundred years, has not met a few owners of strange pupils.
"Um."
In order to make the performance more realistic, Yang Feng even proposed the idea of providing pupil skills on his own initiative.
"Ahem! Since it's your strange pupils that are the cause, let's do this. Give me your strange pupils so that I can forgive you for your previous offense to me."
Xia Houying said seriously, her expression didn't seem to be fake, but Yang Feng was upset in his heart.
How could you be so vicious and offensive? Why didn't you tell me that your mother was also violated?
"Uh, that principal! My pair of strange eyes will be of great use if I keep them. Do you think you can leave them with me for now? When I don't need them anymore, I'll give them to you with both hands."
Although Yang Feng complained fiercely in his heart, his respect on the surface did not diminish at all.
Xia Houying suddenly found it interesting when she heard that Yang Feng actually said such words.
"Well, I can send it to you for now, but not when you don't need it, but when I need it, I will pick it up myself."
Hearing that this woman was so interested in his strange eyes, I couldn't help but feel numb for a while, but then I thought about it, there was no way to continue like this, the top sixteen showdown was imminent.
He didn't want to be absent, not only for the generous prizes, but also for the instructor qualification challenge certificate!
Seeing a life-and-death battle, with only a year and a half left, we really couldn't delay any longer.
"Uh, okay, whatever you say is what it is."
Seeing that Yang Feng suddenly became so obedient, Xia Houying suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster! What medicine is this guy selling in his gourd?
Thinking like this, I saw Yang Feng's face was sincere. He glanced at the time and it seemed that it was almost time for the top 16 duel, and there was a rookie competition before the top 16 duel.
Without thinking much, Xia Houying handed the blue-scaled armor with the inscription to Yang Feng, then turned and left.
Yang Feng also left Sixue Peak, but when he left, he also made a special note of his location.
His intuition told him that there was a big secret hidden here. For some reason, the song Immortal and Demonic Love had been echoing in his mind since last night.
Especially the last line, "Love, the joys and sorrows of a lifetime, ends when the song ends, and the immortals and demons remain."
Thinking back on it carefully, it actually made his heart hurt.
Joys and sorrows, separation and separation!
These are constant and cannot be changed by human beings. At the same time, it also sings the sadness and helplessness of the composer.
I can only let the beauty leave, and the harp and harp will never sing in harmony from now on.
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