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Chapter 110

Saw three people.

Mo Lin waved happily: "Hey! A dog's nose is like a spirit, and it will come after smelling it!"

"The little long insect has good eyesight~"

One person laughed.

They volleyed down and entered Xuanji Gate smoothly.

Zhou Jin!

Xu Chengming!

Zhou Zhulu!

"Have the clan affairs been settled?" Xie Feng came over and asked with a smile.

"See the door master!"

Zhou Jin and Xu Chengming cupped their hands and saluted.

The red-haired Zhou Zhulu in black clothes stood aside, his face pale and his eyes unruly and cold.

As soon as Zhou Jin returned to Xuanji Gate, he immediately felt the change in the spiritual energy on the mountain. It was richer and more powerful than before, and the spiritual energy was so powerful that it permeated the whole body, making people feel energetic.

He noticed the Flat Heaven Wheel on the Shengyun Mountain Peak, and immediately discovered the reason why the spiritual energy had become pure and rich. He was also shocked when he heard that it was made by the sect master.

But when they come back, there are more important things.

"Sect Master, this is Uncle Wang Zhou Zhulu. He fell into the devil's path and was suppressed by his father in the Fierce God Pond for a hundred thousand years.

"In order to deal with me, Zhou Ran broke the seal and released him. Later, Uncle Wang was seriously injured by Zizhu and lost his memory. He helped me clear up the external war of the Tengu clan and became a major force.

"His health has always been normal, but his vitality has been losing rapidly in the past few days. Chengming diagnosed that there was a needle made of bamboo leaves in Uncle Wang's heart!

"The bamboo leaves consumed his life force. In just a few months, Uncle Wang has already lost fifty thousand years of life! And what he has cultivated is not the path to immortality. He has not yet reached the peak of martial arts. If this continues..."

Zhou Jin frowned, a little worried.

Xie Feng looked at Zhou Zhulu. His face was bloodless, his eyes were calm, but he was taciturn and intimidating.

He used Xutian Spiritual Eyes and saw a purple bamboo leaf array stuck in Zhou Zhulu's heart!

The roots of the bamboo leaves have turned red, and a steady stream of vitality has been extracted and penetrated into the bamboo leaves. This is the reason why his life span has been lost!

This bamboo leaf array should have been left by Zizhu who went to the Tengu tribe with Su Shang that day. It attacked Zhou Zhulu, but because it was too powerful, the bamboo leaf pierced the latter's heart!

"Master, how are you doing?"

"Easy to say."

Xie Fengyun said calmly and calmly.

He came to Zhou Zhulu, took out the Cangxuan Fan and stabbed the person in the chest. Zhou Zhulu wanted to resist, but his body seemed to be blocked and unable to move!

He could only watch helplessly as the Cangxuan Fan pierced his heart.

Turbulent energy surged out.

The Cangxuan Fan turned into an illusory silver dragon of energy, which followed the blood and reached the heart. Then the silver dragon turned into fire and burned the bamboo leaf needles directly!

boom!

A violent aura exploded from Zhou Zhulu's body.

Everyone retreated.

The Cangxuan Fan gradually withdrew from his heart and was held by Xie Feng in his hand.

The golden light formed a semicircle, surrounding Zhou Zhulu.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, demonic aura pouring out.

The dark demonic energy swept out and formed a black cloud, covering Xuanji Mountain!

Zhou Zhulu's body was shaking violently, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

puff!

Suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Demonic energy consumes the heart!

The demonic energy that had been suppressed in his body actually escaped!

Demonic energy surges into the heart, trying to devour it!

Xie Feng looked at Zhou Zhulu and found that his heart was wrapped in black and red demonic energy. The demonic energy stuck tightly and invaded crazily.

Once his heart turns black, he will completely lose his sanity and be controlled by his inner demons, becoming a machine that only knows how to kill!

A hundred thousand years ago, he was like this!

Xie Feng stretched out his hand and touched the center of Zhou Zhulu's eyebrows, and the green Beiming phantom fire swirled up, flowing down from his eyebrows and into his heart.

The holy fire burns the demonic energy!

When the demonic energy encountered this terrifying holy flame, it immediately liquefied into normal blood and flowed away.

The holy fire is burning.

Zhou Zhulu's body burst out with a powerful breath,

The breath was boiling like boiling water, and combined with the great fortune of the Xuanji Sect, it penetrated into the body and restored his vitality!

"Is this person a demon?"

"The book says that the demons are bloodthirsty and terrible. They do all kinds of evil and specialize in competing for territory with humans. They are the most evil!"

"But why did the sect master save him?"

"When he wakes up, will he do bad things on the mountain?"



The disciples who were watching were whispering to each other.

They are all human beings.

I have heard horror stories about demons since I was a child.

"Humans can be demons, and animals can also be demons. For example, you, on the road of cultivation in the future, may also become possessed by demons. Do you think you are evil?

"Humans are divided into good and bad, and so are demons. The demon in front of you just accidentally became a demon while practicing martial arts. Although he did some bad things, he was punished accordingly and was imprisoned for a hundred thousand years. Now he is not

If you haven’t done any evil, should you be given a chance to change your ways?

"Moreover, there are no absolutely good people or absolutely bad people in this world, they just have different standpoints.

"Little guys, do you understand?"

Qi Wuyan holds the bronze life tripod, which is profound and authentic.

The children nodded in unison.

However, they still seem to understand.

"Understood, we cannot be limited by stereotypes. We should take our thinking to a higher level and look at problems from a macro-rational perspective. There is no absolute justice or evil, but only different perspectives and positions."

Cang Hualou, who was standing next to him, holding a stack of books, spoke softly.

An astonishing statement!

It’s hard to imagine that this was said by a nine-year-old girl!

This transcendent understanding, this transcendent gaze...

It’s very suitable to become a fortune teller!

This relic was discovered only today!

"If you want to learn the art of astrology, come and take my class." Qi Wuyan said with a gentle smile.

"Definitely." Cang Coral nodded.

"Isn't it? She still wants to learn arithmetic?" Mo Beichen on the side was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

As far as he knew, Cang Hualu might have been stimulated on Fallen Heart Island. She originally only practiced martial arts, but after she came back, she studied alchemy, medicine, and poison in one go!

Now you have to practice the most talented and difficult arithmetic?

You must know that among the fifteen disciples, only Qingyun practices heavenly arithmetic!

What a terrible academic...

Too curly!

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

At the same time, he vowed to work hard, otherwise as a senior fellow of the Xuanji Sect, his cultivation level is not as good as that of the second senior sister, how embarrassing it would be!

...

Because of the intervention of Beiming's phantom fire, Zhou Zhulu perfectly integrated the demonic energy. He can freely use the power of demons and will no longer be affected by his inner demons.

He became a real devil!

A demon with great power and clear thinking, who is the opposite of Lu Shura, is a good thing no matter how you look at it.

Zhou Zhulu opened his eyes.

Memories came flooding back to him.

"Thank you!"

Zhou Zhulu stood up and bent towards Xie Feng!

Xie Feng smiled and said: "It's a little effort, nothing worth mentioning."

"What a powerful spirit."

Zhou Zhulu squinted his eyes and looked towards the Shengyun Mountain Peak.

The flat wheel rotates slowly.

Vast streams of pure spiritual energy surged out.

Zhou Zhulu was secretly surprised.

Flat wheel!

Isn’t that the instrument recorded in the book of saints?

After Saint Lu, no descendant could make the ten instruments in the Tiangong Book!

Because of the materials, the strength of the manufacturer, and the reference books, they were long ago submerged in the torrent of time!


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