Once upon a time, Shen Lang pretended to be a saint from the Demon Sect. Not long ago, Taoist Cang Jie begged him for this kind of elixir.
It is said that after taking this elixir, you can stimulate your potential to the greatest extent, which is of great benefit to both your practice and your body. However, this elixir has a terrible drawback, which is its addiction.
You only need to take it once, and then take at least one pill every month. Once the period is cut off, you will have to endure the pain like a demon fire burning your heart, which is definitely not something that most people can endure.
I still remember that day when he threw the fake elixir on the ground and crushed it into a ball of mud. Taoist Cang Jie packed it carefully in a brocade box without being too dirty at all, and even refused to let go of the mud on the soles of his shoes.
In order to obtain such an elixir, the highly respected Taoist Cang Jie, who was once the deputy master of the Zhengqi Palace, could be humbled to such an extent. This shows how terrifying this elixir is.
Rather than saying that it is a pill that helps people practice, it is better to say that it is simply poison.
Now Taoist Cang Jie said that Xue Linglan also took that kind of magic pill? Wouldn't it mean that her life was almost in the palm of the witch's hands?
Shen Lang didn't have a good impression of Xue Linglan, not only because she left the Lingyun Sect ruthlessly, but also because that night not long ago, she ruthlessly ordered to get rid of Xia Qianye.
However, when he knew that Xue Linglan might have been controlled by a frightening woman like the Demon Sect Saint, he still felt a little angry in his heart, even though he didn't know where that anger came from.
"It's you! Did you secretly poison her and make her contaminated with that magic pill without knowing it?" Shen Lang pointed angrily at Taoist Cang Jie and cursed: "You are such a good master! Back then I
If your cultivation is ruined, you will add insult to injury! Xue Qing
When Wu was imprisoned in the cell, you had just escaped and were rescued by Mo Yingyou. You could save Qing Wu, but you didn't hesitate to give Qing Wu as a gift to please Mo Yingyou! Now even Xue Linglan is going to be destroyed by you
In your hands! How can you be so cruel!"
"I'm shameless by nature. If you don't like me and made trouble for me, I can understand it! But where did Qing Wu and Ling Lan offend you?"
Hearing this angry curse, Taoist Cang Jie was originally very frightened, but when he felt that Shen Lang was no longer as calm and calm as before, he actually laughed.
"You are wrong. I did not poison her. In fact, it is meaningless. Because the poison of the Devil's Heart Pill does not lie in the toxicity of the pill itself, but in controlling the mind." Taoist Cang Jie said with a smile: "
The pain of demonic fire burning the heart is certainly painful, but it is by no means impossible
Endure. The real brilliance of the Holy Lady is that she can always arouse the desires and inner demons in people's hearts, and then control other people's desires to make others willing to sacrifice their lives for her. The so-called devil heart pill is actually just a necessary auxiliary
It’s just a means.”
"So, my role is just to provide a bridge for the Holy Lady, so that the Holy Lady can know Xue Linglan's current situation at any time, and can get close to Xue Linglan if necessary. The Devil's Heart Pill should be hers
I took it voluntarily.”
"Voluntary?" Shen Lang was slightly stunned, but the anger in his heart was stronger than before. It seemed to be a kind of anger that hates iron and cannot be transformed into steel, and it was also like a book that he once cherished and was used as a table leg.
Anger, it was an indescribable anger that seemed to have a hint of bitterness.
However, no matter what kind of anger it is, it is still anger after all. Anger is like a wild beast. No matter how calm and powerful a person is, once he starts to get angry, he will inevitably lose his original sense of proportion and calmness.
"Even so, this matter has nothing to do with you! It was you who pushed her into the abyss step by step! After all, she and you once had a master-disciple relationship, how can you bear it? Don't you have any sense?
Humanity?" Shen Lang's voice trembled slightly with anger, and the hand holding the knife was also trembling slightly, as if he would raise the knife at any time and cut off Taoist Cang Jie's head.
However, the angrier Shen Lang became, the more rampant Cang Jie Taoist became!
He was very afraid of Shen Lang, but he was not afraid that Shen Lang would kill him with one knife! Because that way of death would be a kind of relief for him.
"Human nature?" Taoist Cang Jie laughed loudly: "I have practiced Taoism for one hundred and thirty-two years. At the age of sixteen, I sensed the energy of heaven and earth and condensed my Dantian. At the age of twenty-two, I entered the realm of true spirit and officially became a disciple of the Lingyun Sect. At the age of thirty-six, I
He has condensed the golden elixir for many years, and he was once a true disciple of Lingyun! Hahahahaha... Who has never been young? Who has not been passionate? Who has not been humane, and who has not been righteous? But, what happens next?"
"God is always unfair. People have different qualifications. For most people, the Golden Elixir realm is a watershed and the end point of practice. Unfortunately, I am one of most people. After entering the Golden Elixir realm,
, my cultivation progress is slowing down year by year! In a full hundred years, I have only reached the ninth level of the Golden Core from the Golden Core state, and I can no longer make any progress!"
"A hundred years!" Taoist Cang Jie's smile became more and more crazy, "A hundred years! Do you know what it means to practice slowly for a hundred years? I have seen with my own eyes that some of my former brothers have become the masters of the Seven Lingyun Palaces. I have seen it with my own eyes.
As the younger generations rise up one after another, they surpass me. No matter how hard I try, I can’t catch up! Can you understand that feeling?"
"Elder, it's just for old age. Now that I'm old, what can I get?"
Taoist Cang Jie laughed dumbly: "You mentioned human nature earlier. In the past one hundred and thirty-two years, I have done many things. I once got married and had a wife. I swore that I would only love her for the rest of my life, but she left me first.
I left and died under the sword of the enemy. I used to keep pushing myself with the goal of revenge, but the funny thing is that when I was confident that I could take revenge, the enemy had already died first."
"At a loss, my only support seems to be the son she left for me. What's even more sad is that his cultivation qualifications are extremely poor, and it is difficult for him to even become an ordinary monk. I spent a lot of effort
I made him a Qi Refining Realm monk, but his future is destined to be dark. Even under my special care, he only lived to be sixty-two like a mortal before he died of old age."
"I remember that I just turned 100 years old that year, but the black-haired man gave away the white-haired man." At this point, Taoist Cang Jie's smile became even bitterer: "It was from that moment that I realized that the difference between monks and ordinary people
They are just two concepts. In other words, monks are not human beings at all."
"Hahaha! It has been rare in ancient times for people to live seventy years, but monks in the Golden Core Realm can live to be 150 years old! The lifespan of monks in the Kongming Realm is more than 300 years old, and the great practitioners in the Dongxu Realm are the most
Long life, you can easily live to be five or six hundred years old. Can you say that a guy who lives for such a long time is a human being?"
"And this difference is not only about the length of life, but also the difference in strength is even more obvious! If a powerful monk wants to kill someone, it is as easy as crushing an ant. Anyone who crushes an ant will not feel happy.
There will be a slight fluctuation, so if a strong man crushes such an ant, will there be any fluctuation in his heart? Will a strong man really make friends and fall in love with such an ant? "
"Human nature! How ridiculous! Everything under the king is an ant. Where are the people? Cultivation is a road of no return. The longer you practice, the less and less human you become."