Prehistoric, enlightened from the young Hongjun

Chapter 67 No.60 [-] I'm scared, but I want to say
"Fellow Taoist has already stepped out of the path under his own feet, so why do you need to teach me?"

On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin slowly opened his eyes, still recalling the words he heard before in his mind.

"Is what I saw before my dream?"

Looking at Mount Sumeru, the innate aura that was so rich to the extreme, Jieyin murmured in his heart.

The breeze is blowing the willows, the old man is fishing, the green mountains are still there, and the pure and pure water flows westward.

Everything is so real.

As real as this moment.

For example, in this mountain peak, what seems to be full of vitality is actually full of countless sufferings.

Because, in Jieyin's eyes, the entire Mount Sumeru is filled with the cries of countless creatures from the western land.

"Although in that dream, my heart no longer hesitated.

But where should my path, the path of my junior, the path of this broken western land be? "

Looking at the Mount Sumeru in front of him and the cloudless blue sky, a hint of helplessness appeared in Jieyin's eyes.

Although there is an idea from the western land to make up for the previous loss, his world is already only the Mount Sumeru in front of him.

"Jieyin, my good apprentice, what are you thinking?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from a high platform on Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin glanced at Zhunti not far away who was still absorbing the innate aura to practice, and looked at Luo Hu without fear.

"Thinking about what I should think about, thinking about the way out of the western land, and thinking about your way out, the devil."

"Think about the way out of this seat?"

Luo Hu chuckled and said coldly.

"If you say that, aren't you afraid that I will kill you with my backhand, and also kill the junior brother you have been sheltering so far?"

"afraid."

Jieyin originally wanted to deny the thoughts in his heart, but after thinking about the words of Mr. Unknown in the dream, after a short silence, he seemed to be answering Luo Hu, and also seemed to be asking himself.

"Scary, shouldn't it be said?"

"It shouldn't be said, because I don't like it."

Luo Hu's heart skipped a beat, but his eyes became colder and colder.

"Now, you are just a plaything in the palm of my hand, and as a plaything, you should obey his master.

Because once the owner doesn't like it, he loses his value.

Just like now, this seat is thinking about whether to erase you. "

"You can kill me, and I can die, but before I die, I will still say it.

Just as I have lost value in your eyes, but in my eyes, this is my value. "

Feeling that Luo Hu's aura that could annihilate him at any time was roaring at this moment, Jieyin still said firmly.

Even in the breath of Luohu, the bamboo leaves that had turned green were gradually withering in the withered yellow.

But at this moment when the pain and death lingered on the body, the light in Jieyin's eyes turned into calmness after repeated struggles.

When he was born, he stood in a solid rock.

Since God made him a bamboo, he couldn't bow his head under heavy pressure and sway with the wind like the green grass beside the stone.

Moreover, even the grass that seems to be under heavy pressure has endless stubbornness.

If not, there would not be a piece of emerald green around the rock.

It seems that the rock has crushed the grass, but it is not the grass that surrounds the rock. Just as he stands in the rock, he also inherits the firmness of the rock.

So, he has to say.

Because, this is his last stubbornness, and also his first stubbornness.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Hearing this, Luo Hu's eyes burst into murderous intent.

"What joy is there in life, why bother in death, the so-called life and death, is it the moment when you kill me?

No, it's not.

When I truly surrender to you and dare not speak what is in my heart, that is when I die. "

As the words fell, Jieyin looked at Luohu who was sitting high on the stone platform.

"Devil Lord, have you ever been as afraid as I am now?"

"court death!"

As soon as these words came out, Jieyin only felt his eyes go dark, and in the shock of the sea of ​​consciousness, he completely lost his perception of Mount Sumeru.

"A good introduction."

Seeing Yingying's consciousness falling into a deep sleep, a smile appeared on Luo Hu's cold face.

Yes, he was not angry.

All the murderous intentions, all the harshness of the words, are just because he wants to see how Jieyin will perform after he preaches.

Now it seems that this performance makes him very satisfied.

This satisfaction is not unyielding.

It's Jieyin who is obviously afraid, but still dares to speak calmly.

It was an attempt to attract, to try to use his own fear to draw out the fear in his heart.

"It's neither Dao nor Demon. This kind of change is more suitable for Hongjun's infinite mind, just like the thought of Sanqing."

With the emergence of this thought, the hostility in Luo Hu's body began to dissipate.

From Jieyin and Zhunti's point of view, it was because he met a huge enemy that the inspiration from the land of Naxi, which he spent a lot of time on, complemented them in a short period of time and forced them to practice.

It is because they are worried that they will not be able to defeat the powerful enemy, so they are needed as helpers.

But in fact, they guessed the beginning correctly, but they didn't guess the end.

Because, the moment of teaching the way of receiving and guiding and Zhunti practice is also the process of merging his comprehension with Hongjun when he was discussing the Tao and competing with Sanqing.

afraid!
He, Luo Hu, was indeed afraid of losing again.

But just as Jieyin said, just because of fear, why don't you do it?

"A real demon should originate in the heart, originate in the mind, and transcend the sky."

Looking at the blue sky, Luo Hu slowly closed his eyes amidst murmurs.

"Am I dead?"

He opened his eyes in bewilderment.

He thought he would see countless wraiths in the western land, but as the aura in his eyes gradually emerged in his thoughts.

What he saw were green mountains and the wind rippling freely between heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Jieyin seemed to understand something, and quickly looked around.

"If Fellow Daoist is dead, I'm afraid he won't come here."

After hearing these words, Jieyin also found an old man fishing under the shade of willow trees on the bank of the river.

"Just now, it was Mr. Unnamed who saved me?"

Guided him skillfully from the vastness on the river to Lin Yi.

The path he took this time was different from the path he took the first time, so there was another path in his heart.

"No, I didn't save you, it was you who saved you."

Ji Dong shook his head, pointed to the stone bench beside him, and motioned for him to sit down.

"I saved me, sir, why did you say that?"

Recalling the cold gaze of the demon lord when he was at Mount Sumeru, Jieyin frowned and said.

"When you no longer dare to speak out what is in your heart, and no longer dare to pursue your own value, you will really die."

Lin Yi put away the fishing rod, and after tidying up, threw the fishing line into the river again, and said with a smile.

"So, the Demon Lord didn't kill me."

Hearing this, Jieyin suddenly understood, and spoke in silence.

"You saved yourself."

Lin Yi shook his head.

"What's the use of saving myself? Even if I no longer feel hesitant and confused, how should I save my junior brother and save the western land?"

Jieyin gave a wry smile, and looked at Ji Dong in pursuit.

(End of this chapter)