Mysterious mirror hanging high

"This is... the smell of killing."

Guan Lingxiao frowned. He had another encounter in [Xuanyuan Yuhuatian]. Although he was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul now and could not comprehend the power of the various laws between heaven and earth, he had a very solid cognitive system of various laws.

The blind boy reflected on the lake surface actually exuded a murderous aura that seemed tangible!

It was obviously due to the introduction to the [Law of Killing].

Although the [Law of Killing] is not the most advanced law, its attacking ability alone is at the forefront of all laws, far surpassing laws like the [Five Elements]. However, this law focuses on pure attack and destruction, and is far inferior to the [Five Elements] in other magical aspects.

But there is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful law.

The method of getting started with this law is difficult, but also simple, which is...

kill!

Killing continuously to cultivate the murderous spirit in the chest.

A cultivator who has achieved the law of killing often does not even need to take action. Just a murderous look is enough to make others lose their courage and allow them to be slaughtered.

Although Guan Lingxiao has killed many cultivators and monsters in the years since he entered the world of immortal cultivation, he is still a long way from meeting the requirements to enter the Law of Killing.

He also doesn't like killing. In his view, killing is just a means, not an end, and certainly not an instinct that drives him to act.

Besides, he had obtained the supreme sword manual [Taixu Sword Sutra] in [Xuanyuan Yuhuatian]. His path was set, and he followed the combination of the laws of [Five Elements], [Yin and Yang], [Space], and [Sword]. How could he leave room for [Killing]?

"Is this what they call [Another Self]?"

Guan Lingxiao looked at the image reflected in the lake. He felt a little disgusted with this blind boy who had fought his way through the sea of ​​blood and corpses - even though he looked like him.

When he was young, he wandered among the common people, worked as a beggar, and worked as a killer. He had a resolute and ruthless character, and was actually close to being a demon.

But later he was accepted into the Xuan Ce sect by Jing Yu and entered the Xuan Ce sect to cultivate immortality. Under the influence of the righteous environment of Penglai, he had actually gradually lost his former ferocity and became somewhat upright.

Although he still has a frivolous, resolute and ruthless side to his personality, he has actually restrained himself a lot. Anyone who sees Guan Lingxiao will respectfully address him as "Little Guan Sword Immortal."

The title of Sword Immortal does not entirely praise Guan Lingxiao's superb swordsmanship and astonishing killing power. In fact, it also implies that his sword heart is clear and bright, and he adheres to the right path.

“If I had not met my master when I was young, perhaps I would have gone further and further astray and become like this…” Guan Lingxiao thought silently in his heart.

Xiao Yinghan, who was standing by, also looked towards the lake at this time, but cried out "Ouch".

Guan Lingxiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a mutilated corpse floating quietly on the lake on the side of Xiao Yinghan. Although his body was covered with shocking wounds and even his face was half-shattered by unknown magical powers or magic weapons, the outline of Xiao Yinghan could still be vaguely seen.

"I... I... So, in that other time and space, I'm already dead right now?" Xiao Yinghan's face paled, and she angrily said, "I wonder which bastard dared to kill a Penglai Saint like me... Aren't they afraid of retaliation from the Ascension Sect?"

"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

Guan Lingxiao glanced at the sea of ​​blood and corpses on the lake, and moved towards the center of the bamboo raft with a guilty conscience, no longer reflecting on the lake.

The bamboo raft drifted quietly in the lake. Halfway through, Guan Lingxiao looked at the lake in the distance again, only to find that the water began to gradually turn black, revealing a hint of weirdness.

"You two, the inner lake ahead is the [Inner Demon Lake]. Once you enter the Inner Demon Lake, the cultivators' inner demonic thoughts will be aroused. If you are weak-willed and have an ordinary heart, you may be in danger of your life."

The old man holding the pole said slowly, "But if we can get through this, it will be of great benefit to our future path..."

"Have you two made up your minds? It's still not too late to turn back now. Otherwise, if you're overwhelmed by delusions, I'm afraid you won't be able to turn back."

Xiao Yinghan possesses the destiny of [Clear Mirror and Still Water]. Since childhood, he has been more resistant to inner demons and delusions than ordinary cultivators. His own character is also first-class, so he is naturally not afraid.

Although Guan Lingxiao did not have such a destiny, his sword heart was clear and bright, and he was not afraid of the inner demon. Hearing this, he just said:

"Old senior, please keep moving forward."

The old man nodded, stopped trying to dissuade them, and soon led the two of them into the [Inner Demon Lake].

boom--

Thousands of demons whispered to each other, like the backflow of a cold spring from the underworld, like the sobs of eternal resentful souls, suddenly pouring into Guan Lingxiao's ears and infecting his sea of ​​consciousness!

In an instant, his mind was shaken violently, as if thousands of acres of glass burst apart, and the boundless illusion was wrapped in a bone-chilling coldness that completely engulfed his soul.

But at this moment, in the depths of Guan Lingxiao's sea of ​​consciousness, a bright light suddenly ignited like a spark, and his powerful spiritual thoughts condensed in an instant.

It is neither gold nor iron, invisible and formless, its intention is pure and strong, and a sword of the heart slowly condenses.

brush--

Wherever the mind goes, the sword light is like a streak of light across the sky!

The light was as cold and clear as the moon in the sky, and as vast as the upside-down Milky Way. With just one slash, it tore through the chaos and underworld.

Thousands of entangled demonic shadows and confusing evil words, like boiling water poured over snow, all let out a shrill and desperate scream, and disappeared immediately, turning into wisps of dirty green smoke, and were washed away in an instant.

The light of the heart sword faded, and the aftermath spread out in layers of clear ripples in the void of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Guan Lingxiao's eyelids were slightly opened, the gray film in his pupils had not yet completely dissipated, and they were turbid like an ancient mirror covered with dust. However, deep in his eyes, a sharp gleam was like a cold star at dawn, piercing through the confusion.

For a moment, everything was silent.

The bamboo raft was still moving slowly forward, but Guan Lingxiao felt something was wrong.

It's too quiet.

The old man holding the pole said nothing, but just rowed the bamboo pole.

His companion Xiao Yinghan sat cross-legged on the bamboo raft quietly, without making a sound.

The next moment, the image reflected on the lake surface seemed to come alive. The blind boy who was standing among the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood, holding a bloody sword, actually jumped out of the lake and looked at Guan Lingxiao on the bamboo raft with a smile on his face who looked alert!

"Tsk, look at your outfit. This robe you're wearing must be very expensive."

There was a hint of jealousy in the eyes of the Blood Sword boy: "Was it given to you by your master, or was it a token of love given to you by this little lover beside you?"

"Who are you?" Guan Lingxiao held the hilt of the sword, but his mouth already contained an invisible sword energy ready to be released. He just asked lightly.

"I'm Guan Lingxiao. Don't you recognize yourself?" The young man with the blood sword raised his eyebrows and answered in Guan Lingxiao's indifferent tone.

"I am Guan Lingxiao." Guan Lingxiao still looked indifferent.

"Of course I know you are Guan Lingxiao, but I am also..." The Blood Sword Youth smiled slightly: "There can be many Guan Lingxiaos."

"No, you are my inner demon... We are completely different."

"Perhaps." The blood-sword boy shrugged. "But it's not necessarily completely different. People are always complicated. Everyone has different sides. Maybe I'm just another side hidden deep in your heart."