Since ancient times, saints have been flirting with internal friction.

First, do things according to your original intention, then encounter things contrary to your wishes, then doubt yourself and question your behavior of obeying your original intentions.

In the last day, you will realize and create the great way.

Most of the people in history who are well-known and can be called saints have gone through this process.

From the perspective of a practitioner, these people have cut off their own inner demons and strengthened their own pace.

It is difficult to be born with the inner demon. Ordinary people are often easily influenced by their own emotions and cannot give birth to the inner demon at all. Even if the inner demon is born, they will soon sink into the inner demon and die quickly, and the inner demon cannot grow at all.

The conditions for the birth of the inner demon must first be contradictory.

Only contradictory people are qualified to give birth to the inner demon.

Otherwise, if you think that everything you do is right, others do is wrong, and you have nothing wrong with it, you often have not born with the inner demon, but diodes, either black or white, either cowardly or extremely evil.

Zhao Wujiang's soul once again sensed his whole body, but he found no abnormality.

But the scene in the dream is still vivid in his mind, and he probably already knows his state.

He was not influenced by those cruel words, and he did not fully believe that he was right at the moment.

He chose to face the demon in his heart.

He slapped himself:

"Hey, Kuroko speaks!"

He gave the inner demon a name, calling it a blackzi, meaning he was blackened.

Heizi didn't answer. He was in good condition now, so Heizi would not appear rashly.

It was only just that Zhao Wujiang was practicing to enter into meditation and dreaming of his relatives, and his mind was lacking, so the demons took advantage of the loophole.

Zhao Wujiang slowly stood up, and the huge Renzong was a bit terrible at night.

He pushed open the door of the hall and stepped onto the pier that was interspersed in the clouds. He looked out from the railings, and he was wandering around and calmed down.

The bright moon hangs high.

He missed Dugu Mingyue a little, and missed the child he had never met.

I don't know when I will meet.

He missed Xuanyuan Jing and looked forward to the opening of the Daolian Secret Realm in a few days.

What he didn't know was that the Daolian Secret Realm would stain the blue sky with blood because of him, and the entire southern divine water would also shock because of him.

Just like the first practitioner he met after coming to this world, the Dharma Protector of the Blood God Sect, was blessed.

Wang Youfu thought that the one who brought him back was a lucky star, but he didn't expect that it was an evil star. He didn't expect that this evil star would not cause bloody storm, but the Daolian Secret Realm.

The coincidences in the world and the gears of fate have quietly turned after Zhao Wujiang came to this world.

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It was late at night, and Xuanyuan Jing was still on the way.

Since she saw Zhao Wujiang in the heavy rain and learned about the Lotus Secret Realm from Zhao Wujiang's mouth, she began to rush to Tianbao Continent, the southern region of Shenshui.

She is in the Middle Earth Divine Realm, and it takes quite a while to reach Tianbao Continent, the southern divine realm of the Divine Water.

In fact, she could use the folding fan given by Zhang Lindao to spread thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to reach the southern domain of Shenshui faster.

But she didn't do that.

She always remembered that if she, the emperor, could have done something big and could help Zhao Wujiang in the end.

This has always been the regret and guilt in her heart that hurts to the bone.

When I saw Zhao Wujiang again, I don’t know if it was a phantom or an obsession that was guiding her, but the only thing she could do with her now and the only thing she could help Zhao Wujiang when she met again was this mountain and river.

She had to save some use, if she could, she would not use it, and she would wait for the time of reunion.

She stepped onto the teleportation array again and again just to meet her beloved as soon as possible.

She hopes that this time, Zhao Wujiang is real and a living existence as before.

It is not a dream, not an illusion, not a phantom, not an obsession.

In the sinking of hope again and again, she traveled thousands of miles without hesitation.
Chapter completed!