A man looked extremely frightened, and his legs couldn't help trembling violently. A tall, burly and strange-shaped humanoid "man" impatiently stretched out his huge arms and grabbed the man. His sharp giant teeth bit off half of the man's arm, and the sound of bone shattering. The man screamed in extreme horror and entered Yiyun's mind. The sudden and severe pain in his left arm made Yiyun almost think that everything was real.

Cold sweat slowly emerged from Yiyun's forehead. In the hallucination in her mind, Yiyun was covered in blood and pulled out the purple-xiao magic sword from her waist and pierced the throats of the two men. The fantasy changed suddenly, with countless screams of sadness, wailing cry, terrifying screams, countless dull and numb eyes of men and women who were insulted and died, filled with the smug laughter of the entire illusion, the sound of bones breaking, and the scattered graffiti drawn by blood splashing...

Yiyun roared with her left hand against the Zixiao Illusion Blade in the air, and held the Zixiao Illusion Sword with the flowing cold light in the right hand, and rushed into the crowd in the illusion. Yiyun appeared and disappeared from time to time like a ghost. The Zixiao Illusion Blade in the air commander in the left hand continued to move lightly with Yiyun's left finger, rotating at high speed with the blurred phantom, cutting the throats of one person after another. The illusion was filled with roars, fear, and fearful screams...

Yiyun's internal strength was finally exhausted, and her energy and physical strength were almost completely emptied. Her left hand supported her shaking body with a scabbard. The dense corpses on the ground were snatched and eaten by a large number of people who were still alive. Not long after, the corpses on the ground were snatched up and eaten. Not long after, all the corpses on the ground were snatched away. Seeing that the unfulfilled crowd swarmed towards Yiyun...

Whose voice is it? What is it telling me gently in the empty nothingness...

What is the existence? So warm... I know, I know, I clearly remember... Why are there existences that I want to remember but cannot clearly remember...

The purple shirt gently wiped Yiyun and she burst into cold sweat. Yiyun's eyes gradually returned to clearness. Under the warm light, the softness of the purple shirt like water made Yiyun, who had just escaped from the illusion, feel like a celestial girl. Yiyun's eyes gradually fell into confusion, and a kind of emotional arousedness that was about to move was more and more rapid in Yiyun's body and mind.

Zishan gently lifted Yiyun's long hair with one hand, and walked around Yiyun's neck with the other hand, carefully wiping sweat. Yiyun suddenly hugged Zishan tightly, and kissed her face deeply in the other hand. The soft and plump body of Zishan was close to Yiyun, which strongly stimulated Yiyun's already unstable emotions...

Whose voice is it? What is it telling me gently in the empty nothingness...

What is the existence? So warm... I know, I know, I clearly remember... Why are there existences that I want to remember but cannot clearly remember...

Yiyun curled and released her purple shirt, holding her head with her hands. Seeing this, Ziyun woke up from her intoxication, she anxiously shouted to Yiyun's pulse. Yiyun's true energy was chaotic, and Ziyun was confused and couldn't find a clue. Yiyun's pulse instantly returned to normal, with her eyes constantly blurred, empty, clear and cold. Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief, her top was messy, her tender white and smooth skin on her left shoulder was exposed, and she hugged Yiyun tightly with both hands. Yiyun lay quietly, silent without saying a word...

The Sanqing Hall of Wudang Mountain is very busy today. A large number of masters in the sect spontaneously followed Wuse and listened to Keming's preaching. In fact, Wudang Sect has always had this homework, but for many years, only new disciples will listen for a while. As a necessary assessment, after reaching the qualification to study on their own, basically no one is interested in this. Joining the sect is for the sake of high-level martial arts. How many people are interested in Taoism?

However, since Wu Se became famous, it has gradually changed. A large number of sect masters, including Kang Yue, have convinced and spontaneously adjusted their work and rest as they did with Wu Se. Today is particularly busy because a group of sect masters and new disciples have been determined to concentrate on following Ke Ming and Wu Se in seclusion and study. Ke Ming evaluates these disciples in the sect and leaves behind those who are determined to be loyal to them.

In the secret room, a group of disciples strongly asked Wu Se to say something. Wu Se's face turned slightly red and said softly, "My understanding nothing is what Mr. Keming teaches me carefully." Kang Yue said, "My sister, don't be humble. We admire your behavior and martial arts very much. Say something to encourage us." The disciples agreed one after another. After Wu Se automatically obtained the Zhenwu Sword, the increase in personal reputation in the sect was extremely terrifying. Now, except Keming, no one in the sect has any reputation that can surpass him. He naturally jumped into his senior sister.

Wu Se's expression returned to calm, and his eyes looked up at the height of the walls of the secret room. He murmured softly, "I really understand nothing. My martial arts are not comparable to that of Senior Brother Yi. Everything Wu Se does now is just to walk the path that Senior Brother Yi has not been able to walk. What Wu Se knows is based on the inspiration given to me by Senior Brother, and it is Keming Senior Sister to make all this clear and form my own beliefs. Not killing is because Wu Se cannot bear to kill, and any reason for relying on it is a sin. Wu Se hopes that one day there will be no killing, but Wu Se will never demand that it must be like this. I just want to firmly walk my own path. Other things, Wu Se really doesn't understand, and I won't think about it."

Keming sighed and continued, "Junior Sister Mu Se, you are indeed of extraordinary qualifications. There is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts, but why do all the sects in the world distinguish between good and evil? The true righteousness should be Huairen who has no purpose; while evil is Huairen. Keming was wrong at the beginning and entered the evil path. Any benevolence with a demanding purpose is no longer benevolence. Tao follows nature, I think of my Wudang Sect's martial arts, the top of the righteous sect, but Junior Sister Mu Se, you have been practicing for nearly forty years before you achieve today. But according to your junior brother, you have entered the evil path and have become famous all over the world more than 20 years ago."

Kang Yue and other disciples listened with breath, which was also a problem that Kang Yue and others couldn't figure out. At present, many masters in the secret room practiced longer than twilight, but their achievements were not as good as twilight. There were countless disciples of the Wudang Sect, but they had been bullied in the past, which had always made the Wudang Sect feel deeply ashamed and resentful.

Ke Ming paused and continued, "What is the reason? The evil martial arts are extremely harsh on oneself, and the inner demons who train themselves. When the sword goes to extremes, they can often be achieved in a very short time. However, the righteous martial arts are different. They require years of meditation and accumulation of their own cultivation depth. When they reach a certain level, they pay attention to true enlightenment, enlightenment, and success, but not understanding, and lifelong memorization."

Keming looked around everyone and his voice suddenly increased, "People in the world are dedicated to pursuing martial arts, and they step into the evil path without realizing it, pursuing quick success. However, the same martial arts, the same achievements must bear the same price, and there is never a shortcut. Martial arts are endless. Even if Keming himself and Junior Sister Wu Se, they have only learned more than the other people in the sect. The quicker martial arts are, the greater the obstacles they encounter in the future. Within thirty years, the achievements of entering the evil path are far more effective than the righteous ones. However, after passing this dividing line, the righteous martial arts can even obtain the great way unobstructed, but evil paths are absolutely impossible."

Kang Yue took the lead in worshiping and said, "The words of the head and senior sister Wu Se made Kang Yue suddenly enlightened. One hard work and one harvest are unchangeable truths. The Tao follows nature. I think we have heard from the master since we entered the sect, but we have never truly understood and thoughtful. Starting immediately, I will calm my mind and practice, and start with self-cultivation. I hope the head and senior sister will give more guidance." The masters agreed and knelt down.

The silent Yiyun suddenly chuckled lightly, Zishan raised her head slightly, staring at Yiyun with a soft expression. Yiyun lowered her head and stared at Zishan, and gently put the naked clothes on the purple shirt neatly. "Purple shirt, how can martial arts distinguish between good and evil?"

Zishan thought for a moment and said, "The upright people exchanged decades of mediocrity for the smooth flow in decades, and evil people traveled thousands of miles a day to move forward continuously. Once the pressure carried by the former is understood, there will be no more obstacles. The latter may face an insurmountable gap every day." Yiyun laughed and stood up in Zishan, took off the Zixiao Sword at the head of the bed, and said in a deep voice, "I can't let go for a moment, and I won't go back. I don't understand what the great way is, and I don't need to know. Just take the way and sacrifice myself, but I take the way and give up the way is not the word "understanding"?"

Yiyun finished wearing all the equipment, and Ziyun said softly, "Yiyun, are you going out?" Yiyun looked at Ziyun sideways for a moment, and said softly, "Find food, ha... The Sword of Legend of Justice, is it funny Ziyun?" After that, Ziyun replied and continued, "Ziyun, I hope you don't blame me." Ziyun hugged Yiyun tightly and softly, "I don't know Yiyun, Ziyun understands... I promised you, many years ago, I had promised you." Yiyun took a deep breath and said, "Some things are better not to remember."

Zishan shook her head gently and said, "I will remember it after all. I only know that if I persist, you will never leave me." Yiyun stared at Zishan sideways for a while, and her figure flashed and disappeared in the secret room. Zishan looked at the door that suddenly opened and suddenly closed with a complicated look. She felt lost and took out the Yini notes...

The sun is dazzling, but this is for others. Yiyun looked up at the scorching sun at the sky. Whether in the strong light or in the deep darkness, the red mesh layer in Yiyun's eyes was the best filter layer. Yiyun jumped out of the edge of the Zixiao cliff, Qingyi, Xiaolongnu, and the folks were jealous. At this time, the couplet went up the mountain to discuss things, and happened to see Ziying flying into the cliff. Qingyi said helplessly, "Then let's discuss it with Zishan. Since he set out, we can't catch up."
Chapter completed!