In his later years, he was backstabbed by his third wife, and he awakened the Wei Xiaobao system

After Li Qingfeng's suicide, everyone woke up one after another, looking at each other in panic.

But at this time, Li Qingfeng's mind and consciousness were also dragged into an unprecedented state of mental chaos under the influence of Zhu Jiuyin.

As soon as Li Qingfeng fell into the realm of inner demons, it felt like a huge rock weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on his dantian, causing it to vibrate violently.

The biting cold at the bottom of the Black Abyss flowed back through the Yongquan acupoint like cold, venomous snakes, wandering freely through his meridians. In the blink of an eye, it solidified into ice crystals. Every blood vessel was covered in dark blue lightning patterns, like a mysterious and strange scroll of runes. This was an ominous sign of the arrival of the "Heavenly Thunderbolt Tribulation".

Before the first bolt of heavenly thunder fell, the scene in front of Li Qingfeng suddenly changed, and the figures of the elders of Zhenlong Valley appeared.

They were seen holding the Spirit Gathering Pill in their hands, with ferocious expressions on their faces, and forcing the pill into the mouths of the monsters in order to control these creatures.

The Dao patterns on those pills were exactly the same as the cracks in the thunder cloud vortex, as if there was some unspeakable connection between them.

In a flash, the thunder with the power to destroy the world struck Li Qingfeng's shoulder.

In an instant, he clearly heard a crisp burst of sound from his Taichong Meridian, like a broken string.

At the same time, the charred mark of the words "Demon Suppression" slowly emerged on the shoulder bone. This mark was like a heavy shackle, the first seal that the Taoist Alliance had carved on the Heaven-Slaying Sword, carrying countless bloody and cruel pasts.

"When you're slaying demons and monsters, have you ever considered that these monsters were once intelligent beings?"

At this moment, amidst the thunder, the miserable wail of the wolf cub could be heard, like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Li Qingfeng's heart.

His thoughts were instantly pulled back to three years ago, when he personally killed a monster called the "Blood-sucking Wolf Demon" in order to save the villagers.

But at this moment he realized in shock that the wolf demon was actually holding a wolf cub whose eyes had not yet opened in his arms. It fought desperately just to protect its own child.

The lightning pattern followed the wound, swiftly crawling towards his heart like a nimble snake, and finally carved a shocking word "kill" on the Danzhong acupoint, as if mercilessly accusing him of past killings.

When the second heavenly thunder was about to strike, the "Thunder Platform" of the Yutian Divine Sect suddenly appeared in Li Qingfeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

On the stage, hundreds of elders had stern expressions on their faces and attacked at the same time, forcibly refining the soul of the demon proton into the lightning net.

Those spirits wailed amidst the thunder, each sound resonating like the howling of ghosts and wolves. This mingled with the roar of the impending thunder, creating a strange and chilling resonance.

The heavenly thunder was like a silver torrent, instantly penetrating Li Qingfeng's dantian.

The Nascent Soul in his body began to tremble violently, like a lonely boat drifting in a storm.

The Beidou Order on his waist was vulnerable and shattered into powder in an instant, revealing the hidden fragments of the "Zhenlong Order".

Only then did Li Qingfeng realize that this was actually the secret treasure used by the leader of the Taoist Alliance to control the Zhenlong Valley, and it contained countless unknown conspiracies and calculations.

The thunder and fire burned fiercely, burning the arms of the Nascent Soul. The originally clear Dao patterns were gradually distorted and deformed under the ravages of the thunder and fire, turning into strange demon spells.

And on his palm, a never-before-seen "Blood Seal" slowly emerged, emitting a mysterious and dangerous aura.

"The justice of the Dao League is nothing but a hypocritical flower watered with the blood of the demon race."

Amidst the thunder, Yan Nanfeng's heavy sigh could be heard from deep within, as if it came from the Netherworld.

Li Qingfeng looked at his nails, which gradually grew longer and sharper, as sharp as a knife, and were exactly the same as the Blood Eyed Prince's claws.

When the third bolt of thunder struck, he felt a sharp pain in his tailbone, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing into it at the same time.

He was horrified to discover that there was an incompletely formed demon tail there. The appearance of this demon tail seemed to announce the inextricable and difficult-to-sever connection between him and the demon race.

The third heavenly thunder suddenly turned into nine thin thunders, like sharp silver needles, piercing into the nine orifices of Li Qingfeng's sea of ​​consciousness at lightning speed.

At this moment, the scene of the first leader of the Taoist Alliance and Zhu Jiuyin sitting and discussing Taoism appeared in front of his eyes.

However, what was shocking was that under their feet were piles of corpses of humans and demons, with blood gathering into a river, and the scene was horrific.

The so-called "Yin Yang Twin Formation" was actually guided by the souls of the cultivators on both sides. Such a cruel truth caused a storm of shock in Li Qingfeng's heart.

The lightning rod mercilessly shattered his memory palace, and the scenes of his childhood in the mountain village came flooding back like a tide, extremely clear.

He once saved a wounded fox demon cub, and he still remembers the fear and helplessness in the cub's eyes.

But when the Daoist Alliance monks arrived, he could only watch helplessly as the fox demon cub was skinned and stripped of its tendons, unable to do anything. "You've long been the Daoist Alliance's executioner, so what right do you have to talk about justice?" The lightning needle carved the word "fake" deep within his soul. At the same time, his Nascent Soul split into a half-demon body, wielding the Heaven-Slaying Sword, the tip of the blade pointed directly at himself, as if conducting a self-judgment.

When the last lightning rod pierced through his eyebrows, Li Qingfeng's soul suddenly split into three pieces.

He was obsessed with the Taoist Alliance emblem, which was the belief he once held firmly.

He longed for the freedom of the demon race, which was his deep desire for another possibility.

There was also an empty space, but it miraculously reflected the smiling faces of the monks on the ancient plain. The warmth and hope contained in those smiles made him fall into deep thought.

After the heavenly thunder disaster, Li Qingfeng found himself in a desolate desert.

He looked down at his hands, which had turned black, with fragments of Xubao embedded in the cracks of his nails, as if reminding him of his pursuit and greed for Xubao.

At this moment, the first cluster of karma fire quietly ignited from behind him. The karma fire was a strange dark red color, as if it was transformed from the resentment of countless wronged souls.

Amidst the flames, images of the monks from the seven nations exploding after taking poison pills flashed by like a revolving lantern. Their screams and despair pierced Li Qingfeng's heart.

"Give me back my wife and children!"

The soul of the commander of the Daheng Kingdom suddenly appeared. His face was distorted, his eyes were full of hatred, and he grabbed Li Qingfeng's ankle tightly.

The karmic fire quickly spread along the legs and burned towards the heart.

Li Qingfeng finally woke up from his dream. When he insisted on "sharing the treasure of the ruins", he only thought about fair distribution, but never considered the extreme dependence of the alchemy practitioners of the seven countries on elixirs.

Those seemingly fair distributions actually caused the monks who relied on elixirs to gradually lose their ability to cultivate themselves, like a frog in boiling water, falling into an abyss from which there was no escape.

The second cluster of karmic fire suddenly exploded in the dantian, turning into the alchemy furnace of the Tianhuo Dan League.

Li Qingfeng saw that when he distributed the "Juyuan Pill" from the Xubao to everyone, the alchemy furnace was actually refining the inner elixir of a demon cultivator. "Do you think dividing the treasure is a good deed? It's just replacing the old poison with a new one!"

A cold voice emanated from the furnace. It was the sneer of the Nascent Soul of the Zhenlong Valley Alchemist, whom he had killed that year. This laugh was like a heavy hammer, hammering down on his heart and causing him to deeply doubt his own actions.

The third cluster of karmic fire, wrapped in the bone lotus vines, quickly wrapped around Li Qingfeng's neck like a ferocious beast.

He was hung high on the "Demon Suppression Pillar", with a mountain of demon corpses piled up below him. The pungent smell of blood filled the air, making people nauseous.

The bone lotus slowly opened, and his face was reflected in every petal.

Some are laughing, that is the ignorant self of the past.

Some are crying, that is the self who is regretting now.

Some held up the emblem of the Taoist Alliance, representing their adherence to justice.

Some held demon bone knives, which were themselves blinded by hatred.

"Look carefully, you are the biggest Bone Lotus host."

Zhu Jiuyin's sinister voice came faintly from the pistil, as if coming from the endless dark abyss.

Li Qingfeng felt something breaking out from his heart. It was the bone lotus watered with the justice of the Dao League, the temptation of Xu Bao, and the trust of the seven nations. His obsession with the "right way" was entwined in its roots.

This obsession was like an invisible rope, tightly binding him and making it impossible for him to break free.

The moment the Karma Fire ignited the Bone Lotus, a flash of enlightenment struck Li Qingfeng's mind. He finally understood why Yan Nanfeng had shattered his own Golden Core. The true Karma Fire wasn't punishment from the outside world, but rather the inner stubborn obsession with "black and white."

As the Bone Lotus turned to ash in the karmic fire, the "Mirror of Karma" emerged from his sea of ​​consciousness. In the mirror, every choice he made split into countless afterimages.

Some became demon emperors and reached the pinnacle of power.

Some rebuilt the Taoist alliance and tried to restore the former order.

Others give up everything and return to ordinary life.

These afterimages, like echoes of history, made him re-examine his life trajectory.

The fourth cluster of karmic fire suddenly transformed into Han Yinyue's image. With a complex expression in her eyes, she handed over a Dao Alliance emblem inscribed with the word "She." "You want to save everyone, but you are destined to betray them all."

Her fingertips gently stroked Li Qingfeng's brow, and the karma fire quickly burned along the brow bone into the sea of ​​consciousness, igniting the memories he had been avoiding.

In order to kill Zhu Jiuyin's clone, he weighed the pros and cons and deliberately leaked the route of the reinforcements from the seven countries, which eventually led to 30,000 monks being buried in the blood mist.

This heavy past, like a huge rock, has been weighing on his heart, making him restless day and night.

In the fifth cluster of karmic fire, Li Qingfeng saw himself transformed into Wang Tong, using Xu Bao to build an altar, his eyes full of greed and madness.

"It's not the monks who are greedy, it's you who want to control the greed."

The inner demon Wang Tong suddenly tore open his Taoist robe, revealing the demon witch clothes he was wearing underneath.

"The Dao Alliance and the demon clan are two sides of the same coin."

The revelation of this truth awakened Li Qingfeng from his dream. He had always been obsessed with distinguishing between good and evil, but ignored the subtle connection between the two.

When the sixth cluster of karma fire was extinguished, a "karma fire seal" appeared on Li Qingfeng's chest. The seal was shaped like a black bird with its wings spread, but half of its feathers were scales of the demon clan, symbolizing his inner struggle and integration.

He finally realized that the true meaning of the fire of karma burning the heart is not to destroy sins, but to accept sins as part of the heart of Tao.

Only by facing your past can you truly move towards the future.

The palace in the realm of heart tribulation is magnificent yet exudes a mysterious atmosphere.

Yan Nanfeng sat upright in the first seat, his face calm and his eyes deep.

On both sides were the elders of the Taoist Alliance and the great witch of the demon clan. They glared at each other and the atmosphere was as tense as a taut bowstring.

As soon as Li Qingfeng stepped into the hall, everyone started arguing like a lit powder keg.

The elders of the Taoist Alliance were filled with anger and shouted loudly that they wanted to kill all the demons to maintain the dignity and justice of the Taoist Alliance.

The great witches of the demon tribe gnashed their teeth and threatened to massacre the Northern Wilderness in blood to avenge their people.

Yan Nanfeng just sat there quietly, looking at Li Qingfeng with a smile, as if waiting for him to give an answer.

"What kind of Tao do you think the Northern Wilderness needs?"

The old swordsman threw out a yin-yang fish. The black fish eye was the Heaven-Slaying Sword, representing strength and justice.

The white eyes are the core of Zhu Jiuyin's corpse, symbolizing evil and darkness.

Li Qingfeng reached out to take it, but saw that the Yin-Yang fish suddenly split into seven national badges in his hand. Each badge was engraved with a different Taoist pattern. Some were engraved with "benevolence", advocating kindness and goodness; some were engraved with "kill", full of blood and cruelty.

These Dao patterns seemed to be telling the history and disputes of the Northern Wilderness, causing Li Qingfeng to fall into deep thought.

The first little man of heart disaster appeared. It was his childhood self with tear marks on his face. He cried and wanted to become a sword immortal who slayed demons and monsters. At that time, his heart was full of yearning and persistence for justice.

The second villain is him now, holding the Heaven-Slaying Sword without any calamity patterns, but his eyes are filled with confusion and bewilderment. The countless cracks on the sword seem to be a reflection of his inner struggle.

The third little figure is an old man, sitting on the ruins, the sword in his hand has rusted, the lines on his sword have been worn away by the wind and sand. His eyes are full of vicissitudes and helplessness, as if he has experienced all the sufferings in the world.

The seventh heart tribulation turned into Zhu Jiuyin's throne, which exuded a cold and evil aura.

Li Qingfeng was forced to sit on it and watched the Northern Wilderness monks slaughter each other, with blood splattering everywhere.

Every drop of blood seemed to have life, flowing into his veins and making his Fairy Tail grow longer and longer, as if he was also gradually losing himself in this bloody slaughter.

"Is this the path to freedom from calamity that you seek? It will only lead everyone to sink into chaos."

The throne roared, the sound full of ridicule and disdain.

His hands rose uncontrollably, and the emblems of "life" and "death" appeared on his palms. These two emblems seemed to represent his inner decision, causing him to fall into a painful struggle.

In the eighth heart tribulation, Han Yinyue turned into the Bone Lotus Queen. Her face was stern and her eyes were filled with endless indifference.

She used vines to string the monks from the Northern Wilderness into a bead curtain. The scene was bloody and cruel.

"You see, a world without the distinction between good and evil will only breed more terrible evil."

She took off a human head. It was the Prime Minister of the Great Wei Kingdom. The bone lotus pattern between his eyebrows was exactly the same as Li Qingfeng's untreatable pattern.

This scene shocked Li Qingfeng, and he began to reflect on whether the path to no calamity he had been pursuing was really feasible.

When the ninth heart calamity came, Li Qingfeng found himself standing in front of Heiyuan's tombstone, surrounded by deathly silence.

His name was engraved on all the tombstones, and some were inscribed with "Traitor of the Taoist Alliance", which was the accusation made by the Taoist Alliance against him.

Some of them say "Savior of the Demon Clan", which is the demon clan's expectation of him.

Others have it written on them: "Sinner of All Ages," which is the world's judgment on him.

Yan Nanfeng's voice came from under the tombstone: "The heart of Tao has no calamity. It doesn't mean there are no calamities, but it means that we understand that calamity is part of the Tao."

This sentence, like a flash of lightning, passed through Li Qingfeng's heart, and he suddenly realized it.

Li Qingfeng finally realized the true meaning of Tao in the ninth difficulty.

He slowly opened his arms, allowing the three split souls to merge again, as if accepting his complete self.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword automatically flew towards his palm. This time, there were no emblems on the sword, but it reflected the four seasons of the Northern Wilderness.

In the sea of ​​flowers in spring, human children and demon cubs play and have fun, their laughter echoing between heaven and earth, a symbol of peace and beauty.

During the summer rainstorms, the Taoist monks and the demon clan witch built a dam together to fight against natural disasters, demonstrating the power of unity and mutual assistance.

On the ancient plain in autumn, Xubao turns into a firefly to light the way home, bringing hope and warmth to people.

Beside the winter abyss, a new tombstone is engraved with "The Great Dao is Nameless", implying the profoundness and inexpressibility of the Dao.

"The three calamities refine the body, the nine tribulations refine the mind."

He thrust his sword into the ground, and the clouds and mist of the Heart Tribulation Realm instantly dissipated, revealing the starry sky of the extreme western desert in reality.

Han Yinyue was bandaging his wound, her eyes full of concern.

Between his eyebrows, a rotating yin-yang pattern had appeared at some point. The yin fish was the Heaven-Slaying Sword, and the yang fish was Zhu Jiuyin's Bone Lotus, symbolizing his inner balance and integration.

"I once thought that Tao meant slaying all evil, then I thought it meant embracing everything, and now I understand..."

He held Han Yinyue's hand, feeling the warmth of her palm, as if he was holding the most precious thing in the world.

"The Tao allows evil and tolerance to coexist. It means following one's heart in every choice, not clinging to fame or being trapped by profit."

The Blood Moon Altar in the distance completely collapsed, revealing the "Dao Heart Jade Slip" floating in the secret vault.

There were no words on those jade slips, but when Li Qingfeng approached, they automatically reflected the truth in everyone's heart.

Some people see green mountains, which reflects their yearning for tranquility and nature.

Some people see the ocean, which is an exploration of vastness and the unknown.

Someone saw a bone lotus in full bloom, which was a reflection of life and suffering.

"Let's go."

He helped Han Yinyue up, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword cut a starry avenue in front of him.

"The way of the Northern Wilderness should never be defined by me. From today on, we will only be guides, not sword bearers."