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Chapter 480 Inner Demon Tribulation

Roar!

At the moment when the Nine Orifices Golden Pill emerged, along with the sound of dragons and tigers roaring, various visions emerged. Ancient blue trees rose from the ground, the blue and gold sun shone brilliantly, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and flowers fell from the sky.

"Exquisite golden elixir!"

Zhenjun Dinghai's breath was stagnant: "The sword is a top-grade golden elixir, and the grade has reached the limit of the top-grade golden elixir. The Taoists of the eight great immortal sects have very few achievements, second only to the Taoze golden elixir."

"And Tao is the golden elixir, which is born in the Tao body. It is an opportunity given by God. It is born with it and cannot be achieved by human power."

"Da Ri Jiange did it."

Zhang Junsheng responded and said solemnly: "Create something similar to the Dao Ze Golden Pill the day after tomorrow. It is completely under your control and can grow. Its power exceeds the Dao Ze Golden Pill."

"The number one in the realm is indeed well-deserved."

"It's just too dangerous."

He is the absolute expert authority on this subject.

"There is also the inner demon calamity."

Lord Killer Soul spoke and looked in the direction of the dormitory in the mining area.

For those who want to overcome the demonic tribulation of their hearts, thousands of years are just a blink of an eye, and success or failure is a matter of an instant.

……

Jiang Ding looked around.

There was a white mist, and there was no sky. I could only see clearly a few tens of meters nearby, and the distance was hazy.

"Evil thief!"

"Give me back my life!"

In front of him, a black-clothed bandit with a bloodstain on his throat appeared, looking at him viciously: "I have no enmity with you, why did you kill me?"

He suddenly appeared and asked confusedly.

Jiang Ding didn't feel it was unexpected, he just felt that it should be like this. There was nothing strange about it. After thinking about it for a while, he smiled and said, "Are you the village guard of the Tiger Village in Dongling Mansion, the one who besieged Long San, the shopkeeper of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce?"

The man was of no importance, whose name cannot be remembered.

But he was the first person he killed in his life.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a moment, his message came to mind.

"You are so cruel!"

"We have no grievances, so why did you harm me? I still have an eighty-year-old mother at home with a baby waiting to be fed!"

The mountain thief in black cried bitterly: "Without me, they will definitely have no food and starve to death at home."

Somehow, Jiang Ding felt that what he said was true.

Through the sound, it seems that you can see a thatched house. In it, an old woman and a swaddled baby are lying on a pile of straw. The house is empty. Everything in the house, including beds, cotton clothes, pots and pans, have been sold. , in exchange for food.

nothing left.

The grandfather and grandson breathed feebly.

Two or three days later, two cold corpses were lying on the straw, one big and one small, with pale skin and bruises.

"...I...am the direct cause of their death..."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

A little feeling of guilt emerged in my heart.

"Okay!"

"You finally admitted it!" The bandit in black yelled angrily: "Why don't you die and still live in this world? Die quickly!"

"Go to hell!"

"die!"

"die……"

The sound echoed in the mountains and fields, over and over again, seeping into the heart from various angles.

Suddenly, a sense of guilt grew like a weed and spread throughout my heart. A deep sense of sadness and guilt filled my heart, full of self-blame.

"Yeah, it's all my fault."

"Why don't I die?"

Jiang Ding murmured to himself and pulled out the azure sword in his hand: "Why don't I die?"

"why not……"

The azure sword slashed through a ray of sword light and landed on the head of the black-clothed bandit who roared with hatred, cutting him into two pieces, and his internal organs dripped out.

"No, kill you sooner."

"You still want to kill me!"

"You killed me again!"

The bandit in black was still alive and roared angrily: "You are a butcher, executioner, and a criminal who has committed many crimes. You don't have any sympathy at all..."

call out!

Another sword strike, killing him with a cross.

"I am kind."

"There's no doubt about that."

Jiang Ding sheathed his sword and his expression returned to indifference.

"You were a bandit, intercepting and killing passing merchants from time to time, including young, old, women and children. Now that you have been killed, how dare you still harbor resentment?"

"Ridiculous."

"My mother and baby are starving to death..."

The body of the bandit in black fell to the ground, his mouth was opening and closing, and the devilish sound was spreading, which was extremely contagious and empathetic, making people feel the same and cry bitterly for the mother and child.

"This is not my fault."

"This is your fault." "It's also the fault of Zhendong Hou, the ruler of Dongling Mansion. To a far greater extent, it's the fault of the immortal cultivators in this world, but it's not mine."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "My only fault is that I failed to kill you all earlier to restore order to this small world so that lonely widowers would no longer die of hunger at home."

“Let people like your mothers and young children get help.”

"As for your mother and son, if you want revenge again and really take action, I will kill them with one sword."

After saying this sentence, I felt a lot more comfortable, no longer feeling any guilt, and I was just and aboveboard.

On the ground, the body of the bandit in black turned into a line of blue smoke and dissipated.

The sky was spinning, and white mist spread, covering everything, and then dispersed again.

This is the backyard of a small grocery store.

"Jiang Ding!"

"You cut off my arm for a small offense!"

A one-armed man held a broken arm in his hand and said resentfully: "Is this the law of your immortal sect? Have I violated any of the laws of the immortal sect?"

Wild Wolf Sword, Longshi!

I don't know that more than a hundred years ago, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, a small gang in Langban Street, Dongling Mansion, was ordered by the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion to test a young man who had thousands of taels of silver, and he paid a price.

"Longshi, long time no see."

Jiang Ding nodded.

With a sword slash, the owl's head flew out, and the one-armed body fell down.

"You are not a citizen of the Immortal Sect and are not subject to the jurisdiction and protection of the Immortal Sect's laws."

"What you need to abide by is the local justice, morality, laws and regulations that I recognize."

The white mist came up and dispersed.

"Jiang Ding, you..."

These are the villagers of Menghu Village, their faces are blackened with blisters, burned by the fire, and they look like evil ghosts. There are dozens or hundreds of them. These are pure innocent people, who were caused by the fierce fire and the leaderless plundering of the men of Menghu Village.

And it was him who caused them to be leaderless.

A slash of the sword caused a group of charred corpses to shatter into pieces.

"same."

Jiang Ding said briefly.

This failed to stir up any waves in his heart.

"Jiang Ding..."

"Why don't you die..."

The scene changes, one by one, one by one, the general manager of the Hou Mansion whose name I can’t remember, the innate sword forest stone of the Wolf God Sect, the qi-training monks of the Blood Transformation Hall...

And so on, people who had died in his hands were resurrected one by one, scolding him from various angles, rebuking him for his injustice, unkindness, and disloyalty, and that there was no need to continue to live in this world.

What was given to them was to be slashed with a long sword and die again.

Jiang Ding glanced briefly at the legitimate son of Huaxue Palace.

This was the first worthy opponent he encountered in his life, and he eventually died under the barrage of heavy machine guns.

Draw your sword and kill.

Scenes passed by, and he died under the sword again and again, without leaving any waves in his heart, and he could never be resurrected.

A picture, a meal.

"Immortal envoy."

A middle-aged monk came out. It was the seventh level of Qi training that he had met for the first time. He said calmly: "What about me, a monk from Liyun Sect? Just because we come from a small world, we are born to be enslaved by you, because you play like this If we take the exam, we risk death."

"In the end, the whole family will die."

"Is this also your Taoist heart?"

The Taoist soldiers of Liyun Sect have the same money.

Jiang Ding remained silent, lost in thought.

"No, this is not my Taoist heart."

"This is indeed a shortcoming of Taoist heart, and it is not perfect."

Jiang Ding said with regret.

He actually admitted it.

"what?"

Qian Tong was startled, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said with a hint of bewilderment: "The Immortal Sect has no principles and violates human ethics..."

Throat stiffened.

The body fell softly and collapsed.

Jiang Ding slowly sheathed his sword.

"why?"

An angry voice came from the void.

"This is indeed a flaw in your Taoist heart, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it!"

"Aren't you pretending?"

"Inner demon, hey."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly: "There are flaws in the Taoist heart, and you have to catch them. Come on, let me continue. I will actively cooperate with you to forget, so as to find out the flaws and find the true self."

The furious voices were silenced.

(End of this chapter)