Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

……

The three of them saw almost all kinds of faces of different people in Yang's house.

Mu Anran has only one comment on this, "It's like a perfect biological chain, where the weak eat the strong. The third floor collapses and the second floor collapses, and the second floor collapses to the first floor. Once the last one is destroyed, nowhere is safer." After everything is destroyed, the third floor will not say it is its fault anyway.

What is the biological chain?
But it's really easy to understand.

Yu Lan lowered her phoenix eyes.

All this in front of you is the answer.

"Hey." Mu Anran was a little dissatisfied, "Why am I always expressing my opinion, Yu Lan, you have to say it too."

"……say what?"

"Always have to say something. If you don't communicate with each other during such a good opportunity, if you have some insights, don't you have to wait a few years before you are promoted to Nascent Soul to start studying the state of mind painstakingly and running around to improve the Dao Heart?"

"Such... a good opportunity?"

Sometimes Yu Lan thought she was indifferent enough, but when she saw Mu Anran, she felt that she still couldn't cultivate well.

Mu Anran sighed, "It's still the same sentence, things have already happened, and it's rare for you to encounter evidence of their existence in this world, that's fate."

Yu Lan lowered her head.

Mu Anran thought she still couldn't accept it, but after a few days, Yu Lan said, "I feel sick."

"what?"

Yu Lan looked at everything in front of her with phoenix eyes. The smell of roasted whole lamb mixed with the smell of pastries only made her feel nauseous.

"If a cultivator does this for his own selfish desire, and wantonly laughs at the weak because his cultivation is higher than others, I just feel disgusted. A real cultivator should not be like this, they are not worthy of being immortals at all."

Yu Lan looked at Mu Anran, "I think, I like that regardless of cultivation level, mortals or monks, everyone can be equal, there is no high or low, no bullying. Ordinary people are mortals, and monks are monks. The monks who let the mortals farm safely or envy and envy them can't live in vain. They can choose to fly down to help farm, or they can fly over the golden rice fields of ordinary people."

She said slowly, "But what is absolutely impossible is to be superior in heart and contemptuous. Like a playful gesture, a formula and a little spiritual power will attract a heavy rain, destroy the golden rice fields, and destroy mortals. Then they take pleasure in it, watching the wailing and desperate mortals laugh heartily, and they are extremely happy."

……

Dao Xu looked sideways slightly.

Mu Anran admired in his heart.

Yu Lan has changed.

She is no longer the concubine in the novel who is a good-for-nothing who counterattacks, she no longer yearns for a world where the strong are respected, she no longer treats people indifferently, and is full of murderous intent.

She used to be full of misfortunes, and all the bad things happened to her world.Countless people who couldn't cultivate at home laughed at her wantonly and bullied her as they wished.

But so what?
Yu Lan, who has become stronger, and Yu Lan who has changed her fate against the sky, still understands what she wants and what she should want.

She will not wantonly ridicule and bully the weak.

This is Yulan.

This should be Yu Lan.

Mu Anran looked at Yu Lan quietly, no one understood the meaning in his eyes.

Who knows, she should say sorry to Yu Lan.

After she got rid of the stereotyped words and dispelled those rigid settings, she came to this world, and Yu Lan was a living person.

She once imposed her own setting on Yu Lan, making her indifferent, ignoring life, ignoring the weak, and not taking the initiative to oppress, but she never felt pity, and she didn't feel that she shouldn't do that. She just felt that what should happen should not be influenced.

The one standing in front of her now is the real, living Yu Lan.

Mu Anran should say sorry to Yu Lan for who he used to be.

If she had known all this would become true, would she have followed the market to create Yulan?

Create a Yu Lan who has no taboos and is so withdrawn that she has only Lin Qingcao as a friend in her life?

It's hard to say.

But maybe, without the self who conforms to the market, she would not have come to this world, and there would not be such a Yulan in this world.

So, how can she figure out the causal cycle that Buddhist cultivators have failed to understand thoroughly in their long lives?
Something inexplicable is changing in the air.

Dao Xu raised his gray eyes slightly, looking at Mu Anran who seemed to be in a daze.

Yu Lan, who was freed from her own thoughts, also noticed the unusualness in Mu Anran's eyes.

But it was hard for her to understand what Mu Anran meant.

"What... what's wrong?"

Yu Lan even wanted to take a step back, she felt that Mu Anran's gaze made her a little unbearable.

Seeing that Mu Anran seemed to come back to his senses, he smiled self-deprecatingly, then raised his hands and stretched his waist, and said indifferently, "Oh, it's nothing. I just lament that people always come into the world from the well of ignorance and arrogance. No wonder everyone has not cultivated to become a human being. This is really hard to judge."

Yu Lan was a little confused and shook her head again.

"Everyone needs to grow."

She thought Mu Anran's words were talking about her.

Mu Anran was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "So, this is the charm of cultivating immortals."

She said very seriously, "Cultivating immortals is not only for enhancing strength, but also for cultivating one's heart."

To cultivate an immortal, one must first cultivate one's mind, then practice, and finally become an immortal.

Dao Xu's gray eyes looked towards the sky.

"coming."

Mu Anran and Yu Lan looked at the sky, and saw a gray and inconspicuous person flying over the eaves and walls. At first glance, he looked like a monkey, but when he looked closely, he found that it was a short monk.

In front of the tall building, a group of people were kneeling and worshiping. The appearance of a short monk immediately attracted people's attention.

"Who are you! Do you know what this place is! How dare you be presumptuous here!" the black-haired old man said angrily.

The short monk smiled strangely, "A group of ants dare to question Benxiu!"

As soon as the coercion came out, black clouds enveloped him, and it turned out to be a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator.

"What a way to change fate against the sky! It works well for you, but it works for Benxiu!"

After the black cloud shrouded, young and old died without even uttering a scream.

A black cloud quietly came over the black-haired old man. The black-haired old man had already lost control, "Immortal! Immortal! You and I are both immortals, so we should speak out as one!"

"Shut up! You are such an ant, how can you compare with Benxiu!"

Heiyun rushed into the tall building, and the long white-haired grandma was caught by Heiyun, "How dare you escape! Are these your ways! Tell Benxiu the secret method! Otherwise, your whole family will die!"

The white-haired female cultivator looked at the pool of blood on the ground, weeping secretly, "Senior, if the old man had a way, how could he be as inhuman as he is now?"

Nascent Soul Moxiu laughed loudly, "No matter how good the secret method is, it will certainly become a waste if it is placed on a waste!"

"Whoa!"

Yuanying Moxiu had a thought, and the black-haired old man turned into blood mist, which smelt badly on the ground.

"Speak or not!"