Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 31 Teacher Chen starts class

When someone dares to stare at you.

As long as conditions permit, he doesn't mind scolding you. If conditions are more suitable, beating you would be even better. If there are sufficient reasons and benefits, killing is inevitable.

People's kindness requires a stable environment to guide them all year round, sufficient material to fill their daily needs, and a rich culture to enrich their spirits.

Human malice only needs one imbalance to slide into the abyss.

Chen Jing is not a good mind reader, but he understands himself. If he puts himself in the other person's position and sees where his own bottom line is, he will roughly know what the other person's bottom line is.

"If I'm having a hard time and I see someone who's doing better than me walking in front of me, what will I do?"

Mountain path.

The yellow autumn leaves mixed with the flying rain, spinning and dancing in the wind.

The young man stood in the empty autumn wind, with his hands behind his back, pondering.

His long black hair and loose sleeves fluttered in the wind, but his body did not move at all. His eyes were calm as he quietly pondered the answer.

About a few hundred meters away from the young man, there were a few vague shadows quietly following him.

Gradually, the outline of a human figure slowly emerged.

"It's rare that our young Master Chen has found a perfect heart and didn't go back to the city, but stayed here alone to feel sad and depressed. Finally, I have caught the opportunity!"

The masked monk who emerged laughed.

They have been following the Chen family for a long time, but the direct descendants of the Chen family have been acting in groups, and they have not been able to find an opportunity to take action.

Fortunately, hard work pays off. Today, Chen Jing, the second son of the Chen family, went crazy for some reason and walked out of the city alone after distributing porridge.

We walked further and further until we came to this desolate and deserted field.

How could they let go of such a godsend opportunity? One person went to report the news and the others followed immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the person who brought the news brought five more people. Now there were eight people in total, all of them were Tongqiao stage cultivators. They had talismans and magical weapons, and they surrounded Chen Jing.

"Don't interrupt my thinking, this is crucial."

Chen Jing looked over and said something lightly, still facing them sideways, muttering to himself: "My father taught me that if you suffer injustice, you should not endure it, but complain, get angry, and hate. Otherwise, living is like a rotten dead tree. I deeply agree with this. Do you agree?"

"Is this guy really not afraid or is he just pretending?" The masked man was overwhelmed.

"Don't bother with him, he's just playing tricks. We want to find out what treasure the Chen family got!" another masked man shouted in a low voice.

"..." Seeing that no one answered his question, Chen Jing could only continue: "You disappoint me. I always thought that this resentment, anger, and hatred should be directed at those who caused injustice, but you, you only attack the weaker ones. You are also the injustice in the eyes of the weaker ones."

"Chen Jing, stop acting crazy or else today will be the anniversary of your death next year!" a dark-skinned man shouted.

"..."

Veins throbbed on Chen Jing's forehead. He took a deep breath, straightened his chest and raised his head, trying to keep his voice calm and steady.

"I could have been numb, but I refused to be; I could have wielded my knife against the weaker, but I didn't want to; I know how evil people's hearts can be, but... I also know that my conscience and bottom line are hard-earned."

"Go! Teach this kid a lesson."

The crowd lost their patience and attacked directly.

boom!
A spike exploded under Chen Jing's feet. Then, Chen Jing in everyone's eyes shattered like a mirror and exploded into a ball of quickly dispersing white mist, enveloping everyone.

——The cloud and smoke illusion technique!

"Oh no, it's an illusion, the guy's real body is not there!"

"Get out now!"

At this time.

A voice filled with suppressed anger rang out.

"Are you guys listening to me at all!!!"

puff.

The sharp sword light came like a meteor.

The masked man who jumped out first was just turning around to retreat, and then a flying sword broke through the air and easily pierced into his chest, turning three hundred times in an instant and mincing him into pieces of meat.

Chen Jing's low, angry voice was still whispering.

"Do you know how valuable my thoughts are in this era?"

Puff, puff!
The two followers and ambushers could not see anything clearly. The cold light appeared in the fog, which became the last light they saw in their lives.

A monk nearby was so frightened that he shouted in agony, "Save me, Dad, save me!"

call out.

The terrified head flew up in an instant.

Chen Jing stood on the back of the tall phantom turtle, looking down at the monks shrouded in mist below, and killed four of the eight monks in a lightning-fast manner. The remaining four monks successfully escaped from the maze created by the Cloud and Mist Illusion Technique.

"Escape, escape!"

Even though they still have an absolute advantage in numbers.

But they had no intention of continuing to cause trouble for Chen Jing, and they fled towards the provincial capital at the fastest speed in their lives.

Chen Jing snorted, stretched out his hand and made a fake move. A stream of light flew back in the mist, and the flying sword swam happily at his fingertips like a fish.

He pointed.

"go with!"

The starlight disappeared from the fingertips, leaving a gorgeous trajectory, and then a monk's head exploded on the spot.

Among the three remaining monks, the slowest one immediately knelt down and shouted, "I surrender, I surrender!"

"Oh?"

A voice suddenly rang in his ears.

I saw Chen Jing standing on the back of the phantom turtle in the distance slowly disappearing, and another Chen Jing appeared beside him.

The monk was horrified that the second Chen Jing who appeared was also an illusion!

Chen Jing looked at his horrified expression and said, "Surrender? Then let me test you. What should you do when you are treated unfairly?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I will explain to you, I was forced to do it!"

"Zero points."

The sword flashed.

The elusive flying sword pierced his heart, leaving his kneeling body falling forward.

"Ah!! I will fight with you!"

The second to last cultivator didn't think he could escape, so he turned around and activated all his talismans and magic weapons. All kinds of spells came over Chen Jing.

But what made him despair was that Chen Jing once again shattered like a bubble.

It’s still an illusion!

"Dead, dead, hahaha! I killed Chen Jing!!"

His face was full of disbelief, but suddenly he burst into laughter.

Unfortunately, the next second, he covered his transparent neck, spun around in place, and lay on the ground.

The last surviving black-faced monk's legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

His spiritual awareness was always behind him, and he could see clearly what happened next.

"What a fast flying sword, so fast that it's unbelievable and unpredictable..."

"I can't even tell the difference between illusions!"

"What a ruthless person! How did we end up provoking such a ruthless person?"

"And you're still talking about conscience and bottom line!"

The black-faced monk knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face with fear, and it was obvious that he had surrendered.

The giant phantom turtle poked its head over, and Chen Jing sat on it and asked, "Why don't you run away?"

"I surrender!"

"Answer this question, what should you do if you are treated unfairly?" Chen Jing looked unfriendly.

"This... Whoever treats me unfairly, I will fight back. Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor!" The black-faced monk shuddered and tried to make an expression that said "I'm serious and you believe me."

"Next question, do you think it is easier or harder to be a good person or a bad person?"

"Of course it's difficult to be a good person, it's so difficult to be a good person! It's so difficult for a good person to stick to the bottom line!" The black-faced man suddenly remembered everything Chen Jing said before, and answered without any error.

"hiss."

Chen Jing leaned back slightly, a smile on his face, "Let me ask you one last question, do you want to be a good person?"

"I want to!!!" The black-faced man burst into tears and shouted heartbreakingly, "I didn't keep my bottom line before, now I just want to be a good person!!"

"No, you don't want to be a good person, you just don't want to be a dead person."

puff.

The dark-faced man looked at his heart in disbelief, and then became a dead man.

Dismissal.

(End of this chapter)