The silver moon shines brightly in the night sky, but it illuminates the world as a pale scene.

The light shines straight down, and you can see that the bare mound is surrounded by knee-deep grass, and among the grass there are many graves and mottled and broken cemetery stone tablets.

Occasionally, corpses are exposed, but few of them still have flesh, and most of them are bones that have been weathered and decayed.

The color of those bones is mostly gray with yellow, or yellow with gray, and some have even turned into light brown due to time.

Grass grows all around, but the high hills are gradually becoming barren of grass. This is a phenomenon caused by the accumulation of corpses for too long and excessive dead energy.

Although the imperial court has charity funds from Yi Zhuang, nine out of ten expenditures like this have been corrupted at all levels, and only one to two percent can really be used to the lower levels.

"call!"

At this moment, someone suddenly lit a flame.

In such an environment, the flames were even a little green, and when they fell, they ignited the bones and corpses on the ground, forming several small fire paths like dragons and snakes burning fire oil.

"Practice your sword here and cultivate your mind, breathe in the breath of death, corpse, and hell day and night, and build the sword of hell to bring death to the world."

Zhang Lie looked at the situation in front of him and realized the subtleties and mysteries of the Shen Yuan Sha Transformation Technique.

He even sat down cross-legged, holding his sword in front of his knees and closing his eyes to feel.

As he recited the formula silently, Zhang Lie always felt that in the darkness around him, outside the firelight, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him. There seemed to be unclear sounds around his ears, as if someone was whispering and talking. They came from time to time.

Cover your mouth and smile secretly.

Those things in the dark are blurry and shadowy, which only adds to the misty fear.

"Three years later, I will participate in the mission of the Netherworld Abyss in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and compete with the true disciples of the six sects. The competition is fierce, and one mistake will lead to death there. Years of hard work and perseverance will be lost in one day."

"So from a rational point of view, I should practice this Shen Yuan Sha Transformation Technique to increase my combat power. If I practice it for three years according to the law, there will be no problem in doubling my combat power. In comparison, although the Disha Sword Sutra is the general outline of the superior sword art,

But the 'Sword Qi Rulu' and 'Shangdan Chongmai' that I have learned from it are both correct and step-by-step methods. No one knows whether I can achieve anything through three years of water grinding kung fu. If I choose this way, I will be quite good.

So I'm gambling on my life."

While Zhang Lie was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and comprehending the techniques, a little old man held a torch not far away to protect him.

Zhang Chuanli is old, has average qualifications, and was able to get by when he was young. Therefore, his cultivation level is no more than that of his nephew Zhang Lie. Faced with this situation, he really can't give good advice. He can only say that no matter Zhang Lie

No matter what choice you make, he fully supports it.

Before coming to the Yue Kingdom from Jinhong Valley, Zhang Lie was inclined to practice the Shen Yuan Sha Transformation Technique.

However, after seeing people of all ages being beheaded at the Shengjing execution ground, and seeing the excited expressions of the crowd holding steamed buns below the execution ground, Zhang Lie felt his own reluctance:

It's not that I'm afraid, but that I don't want to be the executioner. Even if I can get all the benefits and avoid the disadvantages, I don't want to do it.

Even if you can deceive Heaven's heart, you will never be able to deceive your own heart.

"Should we follow the relatively certain interests of rational choice, or should we obey our heart and not commit the killing sword that sacrifices ourselves?"

"Foreseeable benefits and an uncertain future, this is a choice."

In the mind, heaven and man are at war.

Because if you make the wrong choice today, you may really die from it three years later.

Once the sect mission contract is signed, it is not allowed to withdraw midway.

With this in mind, Zhang Lie, who was sitting cross-legged on the mass grave and meditating, sometimes recited the formula of Shen Yuan Transforming Evil and the other from the Disha Sword Sutra, hoping to gain enlightenment and make the right decision.

As the two thoughts continued to gain the upper hand, the moon set and the sun rose, and time continued to pass by. The young Taoist sitting cross-legged gradually showed pain in his expression.

In the human heart, there is an ape and a horse, so regardless of Buddhism, the first step of practice is to lock the mind and concentrate on the horse. This is the true concentration of the mind.

It's like mindfulness meditation. You can do any posture, close your eyes and empty your mind without thinking. You can only feel your exhalation and inhalation. Exercise for ten to fifteen minutes every day. At that time, you can improve your concentration, creativity, and extreme

Greatly relieves psychological stress.

But even these ten to fifteen minutes of sitting and meditation, most people cannot do it. This is the difficulty of Locking the Heart Monkey and Determined Horse.

Zhang Lie has been practicing for many years. He has concentrated his concentration and is able to completely lock his mind. Even if he is determined to do it, he often cannot do it. Ideas will suddenly pop up in his mind.

Just like this time, I had been meditating for too long and had recited two mantras silently countless times. At this time, a thought suddenly jumped out and appeared in Zhang Lie's mind:

At that moment, it felt like a green light suddenly flashed in front of me in my mind, and an identical version of me jumped out. The other person was sitting cross-legged in front of me, but I could vaguely see his green face, deep eyes, and a sly smile.

"What's the point of living? Why do you want this eternal life?"

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to say it's for Technician No. 18 at this time?"

"..."

"Because I feel that it is a very happy thing to be able to live like this now, so I want to live a little longer. Because immortality is the collection of all desires in the world, so I want to work hard to achieve longevity, and continue to

Perfect and strengthen yourself to achieve a state of eternal freedom.”

"What is freedom?" The green-faced self on the opposite side asked again.

"...Free?" Zhang Lie himself was a little hesitant, but the other party had already given a guiding answer:

"To be free means to do whatever you want, to do whatever you want, to be able to do anything?"

"No, no, freedom does not mean doing whatever you want, being omnipotent, but when you don't want to do something, you don't have to do it. I practice Taoism to transcend myself.

, you don’t have to do things you don’t want to do for profit.”

"So, what are you still hesitating about? You clearly hold the Taihao Classic and the Superior Sword Classic in your hands, but you still hesitate to practice this killing method. Do you not believe in your ancestors or yourself?"

At this moment, the phantom body of the inner demon in front of Zhang Lie raised its head, and the next moment it merged with Zhang Lie's whole person.

The devil is originally the Tao. The righteous is me and the unfaithful is me. Under the Tao, there is no distinction at all.

"call."

He stood up slowly and saw the sky was bright and the red sun was hanging high.

However, Zhang Lie knew that he had meditated here for more than just one night. Otherwise, with his current physique, he would not have made a slight crunch when he stood up, his blood vessels were stagnant, and his joints were slightly hard.

"Baby, are you finally done practicing?" Seeing Zhang Lieshen walking out of the mass grave with satisfaction, his fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli asked with some surprise.

Although it took three days, it was too fast based on the standard of cultivating a method.

"No, I just came here to see Master's swordsmanship. Now that I have seen it, I am satisfied. Fourth uncle, it's time for us to go back."

"Ah, are you going back now? Well, then I'll go get ready."

Although he was a bit nagging, Zhang Chuanli was still very happy for Zhang Lie, because he could see that his nephew, who had been worried about something for a while, finally let go of the burden after this long trip.

Therefore, at this moment, the whole person appears to be clear both internally and externally, and his body and mind are clear.

After the uncle and nephew said goodbye to the King of Qi and left Shengjing of Yue State together.

Two more disciples who claimed to be disciples of the Qisha sect of Jinhong Valley came to the Prince of Qi's Mansion. Because they were carrying Taoist Qisha's tokens, King Qi Liu Zihuan did not dare to neglect them. They still met according to the courtesy and summoned his servants.

Explained the whereabouts of the two previous immortal envoys.

On the same day, Yin Yifei, dressed in white, had already taken his second senior brother Wei Boyuan to the execution ground in Shengjing and the largest mass grave outside the city.

"I understand, kill people during the day to fill up the evil spirit, and refine the sword at night to absorb the death energy. When the evil spirit and death intention are full, the power of the sword technique can be greatly increased."

Yin Yifei looked at the mass grave in front of him, sorted out what he had learned, and immediately understood the key context.

"Junior Brother Yin, practicing swordsmanship in this way may cause trouble in the future! Junior Brother, you have a bright future, and Master has begun to retreat to prepare to break through the Zifu realm. You have no shortage of resources, no shortage of techniques, and no lack of elders' protection, so why should you be certain?

Do you want to practice this kind of sword technique?"

Wei Boyuan was mature and prudent, and he was also afraid that Yin Yifei's practice of the Killing Sword Technique would cause some damage and his master would blame him, so he tried his best to dissuade him.

In fact, he already wanted to go back and tell his master, or at least tell his senior sister Li Manmei, and try his best to remove himself from the matter.

However, Yin Yifei grabbed Wei Boyuan's arm and his eyes suddenly fell on him.

"Senior Brother Wei, you are the oldest among my master's disciples, but you are also the one who is least favored by my father. Otherwise, you would not be willing to follow me, the second generation ancestor, around."

"If you are willing to practice with me here today, I will teach you all the Seven Evil Sword Techniques created by my father. Even if my father finds out in the future, he will not embarrass you if he knows that I taught you. But if you don't

If you are willing to help me, you should never expect to have skills like Qisha Sword Art in this life. My father accepted seven disciples, and the sword arts he taught are actually only one-seventh of the Qisha Sword Art. It can be said that the seven

The Evil Sword Technique is ten times more powerful and ten times more powerful than the Fuliu Secret Sword you practiced!"

"This this……"

Wei Boyuan looked at Yin Yifei, who was already a little hysterical in front of him. After a moment of hesitation, he finally stood still where he was.
Chapter completed!