Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Shen Qingjun was still wondering about the hidden meaning of Jiang Ran's words, when suddenly she lowered her eyes and looked down.

The dark sky was only slightly brightened when lightning flashed through the clouds. As the heavy rain continued, visibility was so poor that it was almost non-existent.

Through the darkness, she saw a faint blue candlelight swaying in the wind and rain.

The candlelight was just a little bit at first, and then it spread like starlight, all over the mountain.

As time passed, the blue flame, as faint as a candle flame, finally burned into a fire, turning the Luoyin Mountain into a green color.

To her, this touch of green did not seem to have any vitality, but was a green flame similar to the glow of a grave.

But in the inky night, such an uncomfortable firelight has become a light that cannot be ignored.

Shen Qingjun folded her hands together, feeling a little uneasy for no reason.

When the green flames ignited one after another and the fire grew higher and higher, Jiang Ran spoke casually.

"Pretty?"

Raindrops rolled down Shen Qingyun's temples, and the green flames made her pretty face look cold and gloomy.

There was an evasive expression in her beautiful eyes and her cherry lips opened and closed several times before an imperceptible sound was made.

"Is this the fireworks you were talking about?"

Jiang Ran withdrew his gaze and held up the listless Three Yin Centipede with his hand.

"Good or evil."

"Leave everything to fate, isn't that the best of both worlds?"

Shen Qingjun was so smart that when he heard this, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally turned into one sentence: "How can you have the best of both worlds?"

She felt a little depressed for no reason.

A light smoke rose from Jiang Ran's palm, and the Three Yin Centipedes were completely reduced to ashes.

He put his hands behind his back calmly and looked at Shen Qingjun with an inexplicable look.

"There is a kind of fire in this world, and its name is burning soul."

"All the evil in the world can help it grow stronger and stronger, until it burns out completely."

"If you have good thoughts in your heart, you will have a chance to live."

"You think that not everyone in Luoyin Mountain is a heinous criminal and should be released."

When Jiang Ran said this, he raised his hand and put it close to his ear, signaling Shen Qingjun to listen carefully.

"But I feel that the more than 600 people on the mountain, regardless of gender, age or status, are not worthy of living, so they should be killed."

"Instead of disagreeing with each other, it is better to leave it to God. In the soul-burning fire, it will be clear whether it is good or evil."

"Listen, the mountains are filled with the cries of those whose souls are burned."

After he finished speaking, in addition to the sound of wind and rain, Shen Qingyun's ears were filled with wails of extreme pain.

There are men and women, old and young.

She couldn't empathize with the pain of a burning soul, but the shrill screams in her ears were chilling every time she heard them.

There was reluctance and some fear in Shen Qingjun's eyes.

But she did not cover her ears with her hands. Her eyes were fixed on the mountain without bias, as if she wanted to remember every green flame in her heart.

"Heaven is fair and just. When the Soul-Scorching Fire has burned out everything it needs to burn, that is the so-called double-edged sword."

"Whether you are reluctant or you realize it, you have finally fulfilled your original intention."

Jiang Ran paused for a moment, and Shen Qingjun asked silently, "What about you?"

"I'm not happy to see Luo Yinshan, but a fireworks display tonight can be considered a comfort to me." Jiang Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, with a half-smile on his lips.

Shen Qingjun pursed her pink lips and licked the cold rain water into her mouth.

After a long moment, she nodded gently, the confusion in her eyes gradually faded, and her tone became a little heavy.

“A ball of fire is a person?”

Jiang Ran shook his head, then nodded, "To be precise, he is a person with no good in his heart."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingjun lowered his voice and said, "The 432nd Regiment, in other words, you used more than 400 lives to treat me to a fireworks display?"

Jiang Ran raised his eyebrows and asked in an inexplicable tone, "What do you think of the viewing experience?"

silence.

Except for the sound of wind and rain, the whole night was quiet.

In fact, Shen Qingjun is not hopelessly stupid. He believes that people with good hearts should be let go, as should people who have committed many evil deeds.

She simply felt that there was always more good than evil in the world, and indiscriminate killing would not only harm many lives, but would also reduce Jiang Ran's blessings.

Or from another perspective, she has no way of judging whether a person's true intentions are good or bad.

The reason why he dissuaded Jiang Ran in the village chief's house was because of both reasons.

When I climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the "big fire" that did not ignite any grass or trees in the mountain, many thoughts ran through my mind.

But after hearing what Jiang Ran said, he lost much sympathy.

If everything is left to God, it means that the ignited blue flames will devour all the evildoers.

In this way, good and evil will be rewarded.

She didn't have to guess who should die and who should be let go, nor did she have to worry about accidentally killing a good person and feeling condemned.

So after a long silence, Shen Qingjun finally raised his head.

"The colors of this fireworks display are a bit monotonous, but I think it's acceptable."

Her words hinted that since all the evildoers identified by the Soul-Burning Fire were burned to death, there was nothing wrong with it.

Seeing Jiang Ran's calm eyes, Shen Qingjun continued to speak with some disappointment, "I hope I will never see such fireworks again."

What she implied was that she hoped there would be fewer places like Luoyinshan in the world, and fewer people like the village chief and Zhu Xiao'e.

Jiang Ran heard this, smiled and shook his head and sighed: "Shen Qingjun, Shen Qingjun, you are really a resounding copper pea."

Shen Qingjun's depressed mood eased a little, and she looked at him with a frown, "Are you trying to say that I'm inflexible and stubborn?"

After she asked this question, she found that the other party did not answer, but just stared into the distance.

Although the green flames in various places in the mountain were still dancing, they were clearly no longer as active as before, giving people a feeling as if the firewood had burned out.

Jiang Ran observed for a long time, and suddenly asked: "What time is it?"

Shen Qingjun was stunned, and said uncertainly: "Three or four in the morning, no more than four at most."

Jiang Ran stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back. After getting her response, he looked up at the dark sky. He saw the purple and white electric light appearing from time to time in the clouds. He squinted his eyes and muttered.

"it's time."

Shen Qingjun didn't hear what he said clearly, but looking at Jiang Ran's eyes, she subconsciously felt that something was wrong, "What are you going to do?!"

Jiang Ran stood there without saying a word. After a while, a faint light appeared in his arms.

Even though Shen Qingjun knew something about his martial arts skills, everything that happened today was really unbelievable to him.

It still makes sense that he jumped into the valley to save her, but that three-yin centipede and the more than four hundred balls of "Soul-burning Fire" in the mountain definitely cannot be explained by martial arts.

Although Shen Qingjun was curious, she didn't intend to get the truth out of Jiang Ran.

Seeing the other party pacing around on the top of the mountain, I felt a sense of tension as if I was about to face the unknown.

The nervousness in her heart did not last long, and soon turned into shock with her cherry lips wide open.