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Chapter 117 Murong Bai

In the illusion, Bai Yuan reminded himself countless times that everything there was not real, but when he came out again, he still felt a strong sense of fragmentation.

Chai Jiangcui put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a smile:

"How does it feel to travel to the fantasy world? Do you still think that the demon fox couple did the right thing?"

"……I have no idea……"

The sadness of Liu Zhu's death had not completely dissipated. Bai Yuan's eyes were a little confused, and he pursed his lips slightly, not knowing how to answer this question.

Seeing the tangled look on Bai Yuan's face, Chai Jiangcui reached out and stroked its little head, her tone still gentle,

"Actually, whether it is correct or not often depends on whose standpoint you are looking at it. Do you think it is unfair that the demon fox couple avenged their son and were punished by heaven.

But now if you think about it from Erya's perspective, you have never been in contact with demon foxes, but they brutally killed all your relatives and friends, and even the path of spiritual practice you just embarked on was ruthlessly cut off.

After slaughtering everyone in a village, the Demon Fox couple only received punishment from heaven, and could not even pay for their blood debt. Do you think this is fair?"

Every word of Chai Jiangcui was like a heavy hammer, hitting Bai Yuan's confused soul again and again.

Bai Yuan has always believed that it is easy to decide between right and wrong in the world, but today, his naive idea was shattered.

Bai Yuan's ears were drooped, he looked at Chai Jiangcui pitifully, and said sadly:

"Then...Master, how do you define right and wrong?"

"There is no precise boundary between the two. The law of heaven is impartial, but it will not be changed by the thoughts of intelligent creatures. In many cases in this world, the basis for determining this boundary is your strength and the morality in your heart, while strength is the execution

The foundation of morality in the heart.”

Bai Yuan's cultivation talent is actually not bad, but her temper is too playful, so I can take this opportunity to give her a heads up.

"The demon fox couple is powerful, so they can get angry and avenge their children. And if you are strong, you can stop the demon fox when it slaughters the village, or even kill it. This can be regarded as a period of righteous monks subduing demons.

A good story about slaying demons."

The expression on Chai Jiangcui's face was half-smiling. Although saying this might change Bai Yuan's values, this world was different from her previous life. She didn't want Bai Yuan's future cultivation path to be bumpy.

'Power?'

Bai Yuan's ears slowly stood up. Although he remained silent, his thoughts were clear and his clear eyes became brighter.

Listening to the conversation between the master and the pet, although he didn't know what had just happened to Bai Yuan, seeing the changes in his mentality, he knew that he had gained a lot. Yuwen Fengye couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart.

Bai Yuan, this little fox, has really good luck. Although he is a spiritual pet, he is deeply loved by a master Jiedan. As soon as he was confused in his heart, he got an opportunity that was no less than a sermon.

This kind of preaching, teaching, and solving doubts is the "immortal guidance" that many spirits raised by nature crave for.

"Seize the opportunity, Bai Yuan."

Yuwen Fengye's eyes flickered and he silently blessed him.

Feeling the vitality gradually returning to Bai Yuan, Chai Jiangcui knew that his goal had been achieved.

"Okay, I need you to experience the details slowly. Now let's go back to Yuwen's house."

Bai Yuan's matter has come to an end, and it's time to leave. There are still many unsolved weird things scattered in Hexi City. Even with the help of the underworld, he can't just sit back and watch.

The breeze blew, and the shopkeeper who was playing with the abacus at the counter looked up and found that the closed shop door had opened at some point, and there was a small piece of silver placed in front of him.

A trace of doubt flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes, and he immediately asked a waiter who was busy not far away:

"Zhao San, has anyone been in the store just now?"

Hearing the shopkeeper's question, Zhao San kept working and answered casually:

"No, no one else has been in our store since we closed due to the accident this morning."

"Is that so? Maybe I'm worrying too much."

Although he got the answer, the shopkeeper's doubts did not dissipate.

He held the piece of silver in his hand, but by some mistake, he did not put the silver into the money box, but put it into his pocket. The origin of this silver is mysterious, and it may or may not be that it was kept by an expert.

Since this evil thing happened this morning, the shopkeeper has become more and more convinced of the theory of ghosts and gods.



Outside Hexi City, there is a remote farm.

The farm looks ordinary from the outside, but there is something special inside.

The pavilions, pavilions, waterside pavilions and rockeries show off the wealth and wealth without being clichéd at all, just like a Jiangnan garden style.

This place is actually a secret branch of the Lianxin Sect outside Hexi City.

In the main hall, Grandma Shenmu was sitting at the top taking a nap, and several juniors from the Heart Refining Sect lowered their heads below, all as silent as cicadas.

Everyone knows the outcome of the battle in He Xicheng. Granny Shenmu was defeated by a little-known Master Jiedan.

If they had a choice, no one wanted to see the God-Eyed Mother-in-law at this time. But as the person in charge of this division, the high priest of the religion Ben Lin, according to the rules, they had to come out to greet her.

Ta~ta~

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly the rhythmic sound of footsteps could be heard in the main hall, which could be heard as a pindrop.

Several juniors from the Heart Refining Cult peeked behind them, only to see a white-haired young man wearing a lavender robe slowly walking in.

The young man looked handsome and enchanting, and the free and easy expression on his face was incompatible with the solemn atmosphere in the hall. And the most egregious thing was that the young man was holding a blood-red wine gourd in his hand. As he walked, he took a sip of the rich wine.

The aroma of wine lingers in the hall.

It is really unbearable to have such a frivolous act in front of the high priest of the church, even if we are divided into important areas. But among the several mind-refining monks, you look at me and I look at you, but no one comes out in tacit agreement.

stop.

When you are away from home, you need to rely on your brain and your eyes. It is not easy to show who comes. With the God-Eyed Mother-in-law sitting in charge, no matter whether they are friends or foes, it is not their turn to take the lead in attracting hatred.

The white-haired boy's eyes passed over several people, and finally settled on the goddess-eyed mother-in-law in the first place, and said with some surprise:

"Is your soul hurt?"

Grandma Shenmu slowly opened her eyes and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's a small injury, but it won't affect your actions. You go down first, I have something to discuss."

The second part of the sentence of Grandma Shenmu was addressed to the person in charge of the branch. After hearing this, several juniors from the Lianxin Cult immediately left the main hall as if they had been granted amnesty.

Looking at the backs of several people fleeing, the white-haired boy raised his eyebrows and said teasingly:

"The power of the high priest of the Lianxin Sect is indeed great. Alas, unfortunately, there is not even a single person in the sect who salutes me."

"Murong Bai, if you come to me just to say these bad things, then you can leave now."

In response to the white-haired boy's teasing, Grandma Shenmu was not polite at all, and her tone was slightly unkind.

Murong Bai sighed helplessly,

"Oh, it's been hundreds of years, and you're still so boring. I heard that your operation failed this time, so I came here specially. Tell me, what is the strength of Fairy Yanyun?"

Automatically ignoring the first half of Murong Bai's words, when talking about Chai Jiangcui, Shenmu Granny's eyes became solemn. She considered for a moment and said slowly:

"She is very strong. Both her thunder and sword skills are very powerful. Ordinary pill formation can't take her few moves. The most dangerous thing is that she also has a secret skill of the soul. I suspect that this secret skill of the soul is of heaven level, or even more powerful."

high."

Murong Bai spit out a sip of old wine, his face no longer calm as before, and he said sharply:

"Heaven level? It's even higher. You weren't beaten stupid by her, were you?"

It's no wonder that Murong Bai was so out of character. In the world of spiritual practice, the secret technique of the soul is often the rarest. Ordinary cultivators may not even have heard of the secret technique of the soul.

"snort!"

Hearing Murong Bai's question, Granny Shenmu snorted angrily:

"The supernatural spirit technique that I practice is a secret defense technique for the earth-level souls. It was broken by her without even reacting. Tell me, what else can it be if it's not a heaven-level one?"


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