As soon as these words came out, the brothers from the Shifang Sect present all turned their attention to their senior brothers.
Zhang Yunsheng was worried, but he still acted calmly. Only his fingertips clenched the palm of his hand slightly.
She followed Liu Yunqing's approach and was willing to accompany him whether he acknowledged it or not.
But...she probably knew what the outcome would be.
The red-clothed swordsman's brows were full of determination, and his eyes were a mixture of light and dark, but there was no hint of fear or dodge.
His sword has always been impeccable.
Tong An pursed her lips, unable to bear the monk's attitude towards her senior brother, "My senior brother has always been upright and upright. He takes it as his own duty to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. Naturally, he will not be the one who takes risks for his own selfish desires!"
Shen Yunyang turned his face sideways, looked at her, and shook his head slowly.
Don't talk...listen to your senior brother.
Because Shen Yunyang is not sure about this matter either. He has been with his senior brother for nearly a hundred years. Normally, with Liu Yunqing's temperament, he would answer whatever he wants without hesitation or delay. But his current attitude... …
Shen Yunyang had a suspicion in his heart that became stronger and stronger. He silently clenched his sword tightly.
The name of his sword... Burning Evil.
Liu Yunqing took a deep breath, his momentum relaxed, his eyes fell on Jianglong Fuhu, and said in a deep voice: "Zhenmo Temple..."
“It’s well-deserved.”
What?!
The surrounding Shifang Sect disciples all widened their eyes and looked at the red-clothed sword cultivator in disbelief.
"Senior Brother...you didn't see the joke?" Even though Shen Yunyang had already made a guess, he still didn't want to accept his confirmation.
Shen Yunyang twitched the corners of his mouth and made the same but extremely stiff smile as before, his pupils trembled and his fists clenched.
Tong An directly focused his gaze on Zhang Yunsheng's face again, and asked with the same reluctance: "Senior Sister Zhang...is what Senior Brother Liu said true?"
Her voice trembled slightly.
The sword that was as clear as the breeze and the bright moon was possessed by demons... just like a white jade disk bursting into pieces into the mire.
He asked himself to step down from the high platform and was not accepted by the world.
Liu Yunqing's throat trembled slightly, he calmed down and was sure: "I am indeed possessed by a demon."
"But senior brother, you clearly don't have the slightest trace of demonic energy in your body! My Ranxie is the best at identifying demonic aura and will never admit a mistake."
Shen Yunyang stepped forward and groped his body randomly, placing his sword face against Liu Yunqing's body, probing all the way from his chest to his calves, and finally even turned around and stood behind Liu Yunqing.
He slapped his senior brother's butt hard with the sword.
"..."
Shen Yunyang's throat moved slightly, and he lowered the hand holding the sword, like a sad puppy, with its tail hanging down on the ground.
"Senior brother...it's obvious that there is no such thing. How can you lie to others..."
Liu Yunqing smiled helplessly, raised his hand and patted his junior brother on the shoulder, "I'm not lying, I really am a demon cultivator."
"But my mind is pure and harmless, so I am naturally not an evil spirit in this world. Your burning evil sword has always been responsible for killing evil and burning evil, so it will not have any killing intention towards me."
"Although I am possessed by a demon, I am not a demon. I am just a swordsman with demonic energy in my body."
He said it so lightly that others could never imagine that he wanted to die after knowing that he was possessed by the devil.
After the two Arhats who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger got the answer they wanted, they didn't have much reaction. They neither rejoiced in things nor felt sad about themselves.
They have achieved great success in practicing Buddhism and are full of compassion.
They just want a result.
Liu Yunqing turned around, his eyes were calm and soothing, and there was relief in his brows.
He glanced at his fellow disciples, calmed his mind, and explained slowly.
"That day, in order to track down the black rat demon, I jumped into the cellar where the formation existed. I couldn't find the bottom for a long time. The final destination was...the Demon Realm."
"Demon Realm?!"
"Senior Brother, did you fall into the Demon Realm to track down the Black Rat Demon?!!"
"Eldest Brother is here to save people!!! It is to save that farmer's wife!!"
The voices of several people gradually became weaker.
They suddenly realized that the fundamental reason was that their senior brother, a swordsman genius with a natural sword bone, actually became a demon for a mortal they had never met?!
"Senior brother...is it worth it?" Shen Yunyang choked, his eyes red.
A man won’t shed tears easily...
Liu Yunqing chuckled lightly, raised his hand and rubbed his junior brother's hair, "Xiaoyang... There is no value in life, only whether you want to do it or not."
"I'm a monk. How can I stand by and watch when a defenseless woman is seen?"
The red-clothed sword cultivator's eyes were particularly gentle, like a spring breeze, slowly falling on the black tower not far away, inadvertently settling on the fourth floor.
"When I became possessed by the devil, my heart was as gray as ashes, and I wanted to use the wind-winding sword to end this life and rectify the path."
He took Zhang Yunsheng's hand and looked back with a smile, "Fortunately, Yun Sheng stopped me and offered me millions of spiritual stones in exchange for my miserable life."
"Another little junior sister taught me her way to wake me up."
"I just have demonic energy entering my body, but my Taoist heart is still like the wind and has not changed."
"As a monk, you enjoy the aura of heaven and earth, receive support from mortals, and gain a lot. Naturally, you have to make a difference for heaven and earth, and make a living for mortals."
"I have never regretted becoming a demon for that woman. Wanfeng Sword has not given up on me. I am still the upright swordsman."
He looked at his Taoist companion lovingly and traced the outline of her eyebrows with his eyes.
No one said anything more.
The eyes of the Arhats flickered, and compassion almost overflowed from them. They all froze in place, looking a little dazed.
Liu Yunqing talked about the innermost thoughts of these Buddhist cultivators...
There was a faint golden light shining on their strong muscles, and densely covered scriptures appeared on their copper-colored skin.
They have always adhered to the idea of salvation. All living beings in the world are suffering from reincarnation. Some people have speculated that monks in this life are people who have done good deeds and meritorious deeds in previous lives.
Now Liu Yunqing is willing to become a demon for the sake of a woman. How is this different from the Buddha who cut off meat to feed eagles and sacrificed his life to feed tigers in the past?!
The devil's body and the Buddha's mind are both yin and yang. This is the person who has been blessed with the way of heaven and earth!
The subdued dragon and subdued tiger looked at each other silently, slightly chin-jawing.
Everyone in the Shifang Sect was so frustrated that they could not raise their heads, but at this moment, they nervously touched the hilt of the sword.
The sword cultivator holds the sword and draws it out immediately, revealing its sharp edge!
"Liu Yunqing." A gentle voice came from behind Jianglong Fuhu.
The old monk Shan Yu held the wooden fish in his hand and stared at Liu Yunqing with his eyes widened.
"From today on, you must stay under this black tower until...your junior sister Jiang Su comes out, and you are not allowed to leave a step. What do you wish?"
Liu Yunqing was a little puzzled and subconsciously looked at his Taoist companion.
Fu opened his mouth again and asked in confusion: "What does this mean? Aren't you going to send me to the black tower?"
He originally planned to admit the matter and enter the black tower from the first floor to rescue Jiang Su. But now, listening to the old monk's intention, he didn't want him to go in?!
The kind-hearted old monk shook his head slowly.
"Black Tower, you can't enter."
"If Jiang Su doesn't come out, the black tower won't open. This is the way of heaven."