Chapter 116 Discriminating Right from Evil, Xie Jiang Wenxin
Chapter 116 Distinguish between good and evil Xie Jiang Wenxin
After a brief stare, Xie Chengqiong stretched out her hand and took off the talisman between Xie Jiang's eyebrows.
As a result, Xie Jiang's slightly heavy breathing sound was heard from behind the heavy curtain, and then Xie Chengqiong looked reproachfully at Xie Jiang.
"Jiang'er, I brought you out this time because I wanted to teach you to walk with your aunt outside, so that you could relax and unwind, so as not to only focus on fighting in the city and arouse the ferocity in your heart, which makes you more and more confused. What happened before made me completely go astray.
But what is your attitude like just now? Mr. Fan can say this because he is still in the elixir realm. He doesn't have much life left now. At the end of his life span, under the great monks, he is the worst person. How can you be so unscrupulous? What state are you in?
What kind of monks come out of the twenty-four cities to the east? They are either the Xuanjia monks from the Yuanmen or the demon sect brats from the Xuanmen. You just shouted to yourself, and you offended me. All the people in this industry have offended everyone on behalf of the Xie family!
Now there is really nothing but the difference between good and evil in our eyes? Why, as long as there are demon monks here, you will not live? If this is really the case, you need to kill our Xie family from top to bottom first Only when it's clean can we really talk about Nao Shizi's method of slaying demons and defending the way.
Some people may just say it as an excuse when they say it themselves, but when they come to you, they can listen to it. They really believe it. Although it cannot be said to be wrong, you know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and you also take into account the interests of your actions. The fatal disaster has become a joke!"
These words seemed to be not just the first time Xie Chengqiong had spoken to Xie Jiangyan.
Even at the beginning, Xie Chengqiong's voice was quite solemn. In the middle, when his emotions became more intense, his words became more full of ridicule for Jian Zong's rhetorical philosophy. But when it finally fell back to Xie Jiang, it seemed like All of a sudden, I lost all my energy and became weak.
She was not good at persuading people's minds with words. Even in the face of Xie Jiang, such repeated persuasion seemed to be the limit of what Xie Chengqiong could do.
Apart from that bloodline, she gradually realized that the previous connection between Xie Jiang and herself was being severed gradually as their understanding deepened.
Sometimes I feel angry without arguing, and sometimes I feel that my anger is too unreasonable. But when I see him again, he wants to say it, and after that, he feels bored.
It seemed that everything was no different from the previous attempts at persuasion.
Xie Jiang lowered his head, as if he was indifferently silent again.
He sighed for no reason in his heart. Just when Xie Chengqiong was about to turn his head and no longer look at Xie Jiang, he suddenly heard her slightly low, but calm and solemn voice.
"Aunt, Jiang'er understands; the things and truths in this world may not be in the sect's classics or the words in those ancient books. I know, aunt, you are doing it for my own good. There are some things in these words that bother me. I can understand that there are some things that I still don’t understand for a while, but I am willing to think about it, no longer stubborn, and willing to see what the truth is..."
It was also the first time that Xu spoke to Xie Chengqiong like this. Xie Jiang's voice became deeper and deeper. At the end of the sentence, it was clear that the meaning had been expressed clearly, but as if he didn't know how to end it, he stopped talking.
This time, Xie Jiang's words were truly heard, and the smile on Xie Chengqiong's face became brighter.
Xie Chengqiong didn't know whether what Xie Jiang said was true or false, whether it was from the bottom of his heart, or whether it was to deal with his aunt, and Xie Chengqiong didn't know, nor did he want to know.
Sometimes, maybe just such a sentence is enough. In the final analysis, life or death in the future is ultimately the fate of Xie Jiang. As long as Tiantai Taoist City is here, the Xie family will not decline or die.
"Okay, then let's go take a look again..."
Just as he said this, the dark wind and rain in the sky became more intense, and the originally smooth green carpet on the bank of the Aquarius River had turned into a muddy and bloody quagmire amid the fighting of these people.
The smell of blood lingered around and could not be diffused.
Looking around, Chu Weiyang was the only one who could still see the original elegant scene on the mound where he was holding an oil-paper umbrella.
At this moment, the wind and rain became more and more violent. At first glance, the oil-paper umbrella seemed to have become a decoration, and the fine rain curtain had gradually wetted the hem of Chu Weiyang's robe.
But at this moment, all the people who had stopped fighting and gradually emerged from the struggle between life and death were panting and looking at Chu Weiyang. Everyone subconsciously set their eyes on that person first.
On the oil paper umbrella.
They seemed to be still in shock, fearing that the edge of the umbrella would be illuminated by black light in the next moment, and then turn into arrows and whirlpools of water and fire, consuming some of their lives.
It's so pitiful that from beginning to end, these people just wanted to make a joke and compliment this "Five Poison Taoist" when they first met.
But because of this seemingly harmless joke, they had to pay the price of life and death.
At this moment, endless feelings of grievance surged through all of them, making them completely forget the malice of the joke itself, as well as the humiliation that Chu Weiyang would most likely face if he fell slightly behind, and even...
The calamity of death.
They just feel that they are extremely wronged.
Part of Zhong Chaoyuan's memory fragments are still tied to him. At this time, Chu Weiyang seems to have the magical power of the underworld that can penetrate people's souls. The sight hidden under the curtain seems to have real power. He only looks around.
Looking at everyone, they have already guessed the changes in the moods of the cultivators.
So, the next moment, Chu Weiyang gently turned his wrist, and drops of water were thrown off the oil-paper umbrella, breaking through the rain curtain. Immediately, Zhu Xiu was shocked.
Before the astonished emotions calmed down, when Zhu Xiu looked carefully, he saw that there was no trace of aura in the water droplets, and they suddenly merged into the wind and rain and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang's hoarse laughter gradually sounded, as cold as if it came from a ghost.
"Why, do you want to continue playing? You can still be unconvinced and accuse me of being too murderous and insult me for ignoring the general trend. Look, I have already thought of excuses for you. Do you have any plans to continue playing?
Going down?
Anyway, if only six or seven people can do something, it’s okay for me to do it alone.”
It is obvious that they are in the same realm, and it is obvious that the cultivators also understand that if they work together, even Chu Weiyang may not dare to have the confidence to win.
But the moment the meaning of Barbarian Tyrant hit their faces, the numbness that the cultivators had gained from the long-term killings stationed in Daocheng disappeared. They were almost frightened out of their minds, and they only felt that the person in front of them looked more and more like something.
Ghost, every line of the words reveals the smell of blood.
So, in the long silence, no one said anything.
Chu Weiyang chuckled again, and then he lifted up the jade talisman in his hand. The moment the bright light shone again, it was immediately connected to the jade talisman hanging on Zhu Xiu's waist, and experienced a flash of light. After the interweaving and resonance, the interweaving of Qi becomes more harmonious and harmonious, and the bright light that shines disappears into the invisible.
As a result, Chu Weiyang's voice became calmer than before.
"Standing behind Pindao, the seven of you, even the monks from Tianrui Dao City, are all here to escort the treasure. Next, it is time for the monks from Tiandou Dao City to participate in the escort of the treasure this time.
We are all members of the Yuan Sect, so there is no need to lie to anyone. Fellow Taoists from Tiandou Daocheng, maybe they will also have some fun with Pindao, but this trip is an important matter, and we cannot help it. Wait for the people with undisciplined minds, how we dealt with it just now, how we will deal with it later."
Without those gloomy words, Chu Weiyang's calm tone actually made several people hear some tenderness and comfort, and the word "we" made several people dazzled and lowered their heads, as if they had only just spoken at this moment. Come to understand——
This Taoist of the Five Poisons was actually close to me. The temptation just now was really inappropriate. It was a fluke that I was able to live alone at this moment. Those who died miserably were only to blame themselves!
When I thought of this, when I looked back, the man who originally looked depressed due to the fighting suddenly cheered up under Chu Weiyang's words. There was actually a hint of excitement in his eyes when he looked at Chu Weiyang's figure. of shame and kindness.
So, they cupped their hands, bowed, and said some polite words in a low voice, and then walked slowly behind Chu Weiyang, not even daring to look at Chu Weiyang, but when they stood still, Looking at the hazy rain curtain in the distance, it seems that the momentum has suddenly become stronger, as if the large bloody mud was created under my own pressure and gaze.
It was as if I had crossed some invisible boundary and stood on the other side of life and death.
Above the misty clouds, behind the curtain of the prayer building.
At this moment, Xie Chengqiong looked at Chu Weiyang. There was a smile on her face again. It was not as bright as before, but anyone who looked at it could feel the satisfaction coming from her heart. , derived from the praise contained in the meaning.
Without knowing what she thought of, she suddenly looked back at Xie Jiang, who had been silent for a long time.
When he looked again now, he saw that Xie Jiangtan's eyes were also so serious.
It was like she had abandoned the prejudice between good and evil for the first time, and tried to look at everyone in the Yuan sect with a peaceful attitude. Then in the blink of an eye, her face was full of thoughtfulness and shock. Many emotions including surprise and disbelief emerged one after another.
Xie Chengqiong smiled and asked softly.
"Jiang'er, when you look at him, what do you think of?"
After hearing this, Xie Jiang's expression suddenly became complicated when he spoke.
"I thought about the time I saw the elders and their disciples lecture in the mountains. They talked about good and evil, about calamities, about cause and effect... When they talked about many things, it seemed... there seemed to be no difference between them and this person. Could it be that there is no difference between good and evil? Doesn't the difference exist? No, I guess there should be a difference! So is there no difference between the elder and this person? No, this person is just practicing Qi, but the difference is actually real, but seeing him acting like this, It’s unprovoked, but it only makes me feel chilly.”
Hearing this, Xie Chengqiong's smile became even bigger.
"Don't be disappointed, even such a good-natured seedling is not common among my Yuanmen. As for the difference between the elders of your sect and him, those old guys are even more different than this one from the bottom of their hearts.
More people are crazy!
Good boy, there are so many things that will open your eyes, so you might as well take a look at them..."