In a hazy moment, Lin Yige saw a dark figure with an unclear face standing in front of him.
The black shadow suddenly spoke up and asked: "The young man has been executed for killing many people, but you are not innocent either, so what should you do?"
Its voice was exactly the same as Lin Yige's own voice. No, rather than being similar, it was better to say that it was spoken through Lin Yige's own mouth.
Lin Yige was startled and regained consciousness for a moment, but was soon distracted by the image of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
It was a young general, covered in blood and full of momentum, leading his army to kill.
As soon as he delivered the spear, there were three or four heads hanging on the spear like candied haws.
With a flick of the spear, the heads rolled to the ground.
The soldiers who followed him had long been accustomed to it. They took turns stepping forward to confirm life and death, and cut off an earplug and put it in a bag on their waist to calculate their merits after the battle.
Then several more people came forward, groping and picking through the corpse, occasionally picking out tendons with knives and collecting them in one place.
Lin Yige felt a wave of nausea in his stomach, and for a moment he remembered the identity of this young man - a Confucian monk who was born in Wenxin Academy. He cultivated himself in the world, but regarded ordinary people as animals, killing and cooking at will.
His illustrious military exploits outweighed his cruel and inhumane methods.
These were not things Lin Yige saw with her own eyes, but she knew them through soul searching, so they were even more immersive.
If he hadn't happened to meet him during his training and heard this man talking about the most beautiful things in the world, Lin Yige would not have gone up to talk to him, and he would have found out such a cruel inside story.
As sword cultivators, when we see injustice, we should take action!
Afterwards, Lin Yige treated his body the same way he treated ordinary people, not forgetting to cut off his ears and gouge out his legs.
Lin Yige snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "You've already been executed, and you still come to disturb my state of mind?"
Then she will kill again!
Thinking of this, Lin Yige squeezed out a ray from the exhausted sea of consciousness and attacked the black shadow.
The black shadow suddenly dissipated.
After a while, they gathered again about a foot away.
At this time, Lin Yige's already depleted sea of consciousness was even worse. He couldn't draw out any more, and he couldn't even open the ring.
The Dantian was also empty, and the spiritual power had not recovered as expected.
The black shadow lingers, and the four giant snail demon servants are about to eat up the mirage demon, but there is no response from Gengxin.
Could it be that she, Lin Yige, is going to die in Luokou today?
Just as he was thinking about it, the black shadow made another disturbing noise: "The poor monk also subdued demons and saved the world. Sowing good causes should lead to good results. The people were grateful and burned incense and prayed for me, but you killed me. This
What's the point? If you die here today, you will get what you sow!"
As soon as Lin Yige heard this statement about cause and effect, and saw the memory of people worshiping him, he immediately thought of this demonic monk who called the thief to catch thieves!
At first, he captured the monster that was causing harm to the common people, and adhering to the commandment not to kill, he sealed the monster in a deep pool and a desperate situation.
The people were naturally grateful to him and built a golden body to offer incense and incense to him every day, accumulating merit.
But mortal life is short, and within ten years, the incense fades.
As a result, the demon monk deliberately broke the seal and released the demon beast.
In this way, the incense flourishes again.
"Keep talking." Lin Yige listened and was distracted to regain his consciousness and spiritual power, and said expressionlessly, "I want to hear what you have to say about the sins that Buddha Zhongshu never asked about."
No matter how she asks her heart, she, Lin Yige, is worthy of heaven and earth!
What kind of Buddhist practices and attainments did the Buddhist disciples of Kongjue Temple have?
At most, people could only advise her to "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately" or "turn back to the end of the sea of suffering", but they did not dare to stop her from killing these evil people.
Heiying was silent for a moment, and then began to talk about "his own difficulties", accusing Lin Yisong of being too extreme and not giving him a chance to repent.
Lin Yige rubbed his forehead, going in and out of one ear, and gradually understood the nature of this black shadow.
Every time the Soul Searching Technique is used, a large section of other people's memories will be read.
The memory is connected with the monk’s soul, so it is inevitable that there will be some remnants of the monk’s soul.
There are countless dead souls under Lin Yige's sword, and the trickles of water merge into rivers. A little residual thought is harmless, but nourished by the violent energy generated by the killing sword, when hundreds of residual thoughts gather together, they may become this kind of "demon thought."
When the spiritual consciousness is exhausted and the spiritual power is empty, evil thoughts will take advantage of it.
If I hadn't been determined, I might have fallen into the devil's trap at this moment.
The black shadow over there muttered for a long time. Seeing that Lin Yige never wavered, it turned into a black mist and forcibly occupied her sea of consciousness.
Drops of water as black as ink fell, gradually nourishing the depleted sea of consciousness.
Lin Yige's consciousness, which had just recovered a little, was instantly tainted by it.
It was like a soul that had been split in two, sprinkled with salt and lit on fire. The world was spinning in front of Lin Yige's eyes, and he almost had to bite his silver teeth into pieces.
I don't care much anymore.
Lin Yige was cruel and decided to cut off his wrist, draw out the last bit of soul power in his body, and dig out the polluted part of the sea of consciousness together with the group of demonic thoughts.
Whether he mastered the soul-searching technique or was able to reunite his soul and reincarnate, it all depended on Lin Yige's own powerful soul.
And this power of the soul that is difficult for ordinary people to use is also the original power of monks.
If you are not careful, your soul may be damaged, your cultivation will no longer improve, and your life span will be shortened.
If his spiritual consciousness has not been exhausted, Lin Yige can also drive the demonic thoughts out of the sea of consciousness, infuse and seal them in the phantom puppet, and then make further plans.
But now that the spiritual consciousness has been infected a little bit as it recovers, one will wax and wane and the other will wax and wane. You have to get rid of the demonic thoughts before they can suppress your soul.
Lin Yige lowered his head and glanced at Geng Xin, but Zizhubian still had no reaction.
She sighed, and without hesitation, she drew out the power of the soul hidden deep in her heart veins, transformed it into the shape of a knife, flowed upstream along her meridians, and poured into the sea of consciousness.
The knife transformed by the power of the soul penetrated deeply into the sea of consciousness!
After a period of unbearable soreness and swelling, Lin Yige let out a cry and spit out a ball of dirty blood, with traces of black air wrapped around the blood clot.
Lin Yige held on, silently reciting the magic formula to forcefully seal his sea of consciousness, and at the same time channeling the power of the soul back to his heart.
Although sealing the sea of consciousness can prevent the demonic thoughts from coming back, it will no longer be able to sense Geng Xin, and it will be difficult to detect the intentions of the giant snail demon in the distance.
Most of Lin Yige's redundant memories, along with his demonic thoughts, were eradicated along with the infected sea of consciousness, and his chaotic thoughts were instantly cleared.
Although the memory cannot be completely erased, it is no longer possible to recall the details of each atrocity, leaving only general and vague images that will no longer flash out unexpectedly and disturb Lin Yige's state of mind.
In order to restore his consciousness and spiritual power as soon as possible, Lin Yige simply sat on the floor and circulated the heavens.
Unexpectedly, just after walking for a week, Lin Yige felt severe pain in his heart. Lin Yige couldn't hold on and completely passed out.