False propaganda, tricked me into cultivating immortals

Shen Wu said: "You mean ghost cultivator?"

Shu Shen glanced at him, and explained slowly: "Ghosts and ghost cultivators are different. Ghost cultivators are one of the crooked ways of evil spirits. Since they are the Tao, they cannot escape the restraint of the Dao of Heaven. Ghosts are different. They don't practice any way, they only rely on the power of their own souls to survive in the world."

Shen Wu heard something wrong: "Wouldn't it be that sooner or later it will die?"

Shu Shen nodded: "Naturally, therefore, there are actually very few ghosts in the world."

The soul of a mortal is too weak, and the death of the body will automatically be sent to reincarnation. This is the power of the law of heaven and earth.And monks, fighting for their lives with the sky, can condense their spirits and survive for a period of time when their bodies are completely wiped out.If you are not reconciled, you will turn to the way of ghosts on your own, which will run counter to the right way, and it won't last long; if you don't struggle, you will be reincarnated like ordinary people.

The so-called death of a person is like a lamp extinguished, which is an act of conforming to nature and the way of heaven.

Shu Shen said: "If you really dare to violate the way of heaven in order to survive, how can you care about whether you practiced the righteous way or the devil way before you were alive? Anyway, you have already died once."

Shen Wu asked him for confirmation: "Is this the only way?"

Shu Shen thought for a while, but didn't finish his sentence: "That's not necessarily true, maybe there are other ways, but I don't know. Why are you asking this?"

Shen Wu avoided answering and asked him instead: "How many years can that ghost live in this world at most?"

Shu Shen: "It depends on his cultivation level before his death. If his cultivation level reaches the peak, and his soul is extremely concentrated, even if he lives another 100 years, it will be fine."

Shen Wu thought, only 100 years.

In order to confirm his guess, he asked again: "Then how to tell?"

Shu Shen was not impatient at all, and replied: "Anyone who is capable of being a ghost must have been a great monk in his lifetime. Since he has not practiced the way of ghosts, his aura is still close to that of immortals. It is impossible to see it with eyes alone. But if this ghost Not so careful, forgot to cover up, his body should be cold."

Shen Wu remembered almost immediately, the first time he saw Chang Wuzi, the hand he was holding his was abnormally cold.

There is no chance, if Shu Shen's words are true, then Changwuzi really, as Ruan Tingsong said, had already fallen 40 years ago.

What accompanied him and Zhou Lian for ten years was just a wandering soul floating in the world.

Shu Shen observed his words, did not miss the complex look in his eyes, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Shen Wu lowered his head and smiled to cover up: "It's nothing. I just think that you know a lot."

Shu Shen didn't even blink his eyes, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up: "At least I've lived for so many years. You..."

Shen Wu didn't want him to delve into this matter, so he brought up another topic in embarrassment: "Demons and ghosts, I have only seen demons and monsters in these years, you just mentioned ghosts, are there demons in this world?"

Shu Shen's eyes darkened for a moment, as if he was remembering something, before he said after a while: "It used to be."

Shen Wu's original intention was just to change the topic, and he didn't take this matter to heart, so he asked casually after hearing the words: "What does that monster look like?"

Shu Shen smiled helplessly: "I have only lived for a few hundred years, not a few thousand years, how can I know so many things?"

Shen Wu came back to his senses, and found that what he said just now was indeed suspected of being difficult, he was a little bit sorry, and apologized to Shu Shen.

But he was still thinking about Chang Wuzi and Yun Xiechen in his heart.

He thought of the "Mirror of the Starry Sky" in Chendu, and even though he didn't want to go back and face that nightmare from the bottom of his heart, he still made up his mind to go back and have a look again.

On the day of the Farewell to Dream Banquet, Ruan Tingsong, the head of the Ruan family, was unable to attend the banquet due to illness. The fifth son of the Ruan family, Ruan Yu, hosted the banquet.

The so-called chat banquet, as the name suggests, naturally focuses on discussing the Tao, and discussing it depends on the individual.

Don't Dream Banquet, according to the usual practice, it will last for seven days.The first three days passed without any difference from usual.

On the fourth day, moths appeared.

After all, they are members of the Immortal family, and most monks still pay attention to their manners. Even if they argue, they will always pay attention to their words and deeds, and their voice and tone will be as calm as possible.

On the fourth day, there was a discordant voice.

"Dare to ask, who is the master student of the Yanluo sect? Can you come out and let me see the demeanor of the number one fairy sect back then?" said a man full of arrogance, his eyes slowly sweeping around.

Zhou Lian's expression changed immediately, but after all, he was not the boy who would immediately draw his sword when he saw an ugly monster with human appearance. Therefore, even though he felt uncomfortable, he still endured it, but his eyes were cold. He looked at the early bird coldly.

There came a voice that was so low that it seemed to be inaudible on purpose: "Brother Zhou, don't be impulsive."

Fortunately, Zhou Lian's ears were sharp, and he immediately followed the sound and saw Shen Wu who was not far away with Mr. Wulang of the Ruan family and a large group of people, and immediately shifted his attention:

"come here."

Shen Wu was probably worried that he would get angry on the spot, so he didn't contradict him, walked over with a calm expression, smiled and nodded slightly to him: "Brother Zhou."

Zhou Lian felt that his smile was extremely annoying: "Why are you with them?"

Shen Wu was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

You, a demon cultivator, mixed with a large group of self-proclaimed righteous immortal cultivators, and you still ask me what's wrong?

Zhou Lian's face turned blue. For the first time, he realized that some aspects of this kid hadn't changed - he was just as stupid as ten years ago.

"Are you afraid that others will not see your identity as a demon cultivator?" He lowered his voice and said quickly.

"Ah," Shen Wu was startled, then smiled again, and said indifferently, "It's okay, Qi Nian lent me a piece of spiritual energy, which is enough to cover up the devilish energy on my body."

Zhou Lian looked at him carefully again, and found that the devilish energy permeating his body had indeed faded a lot, and he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

But he didn't breathe a sigh of relief because of this, after recollecting what Shen Wu said just now, his face became more gloomy, and he asked a wrong question: "Who is Qi Nian?"

Shen Wu glanced at him, his eyes were quite surprised, as if he was surprised that he came to someone else's banquet, but he didn't even know the name of the host's family, so he paused and said: "Qinian is the Ruan family. Lord Wulang, Ruan Yu."

"Oh," Zhou Lian nodded perfunctorily to show that he knew, and then asked quietly, "Are you familiar with him?"

"Shang Ke." Shen Wu answered in a daze, and suddenly came to his senses. He came here just to remind Zhou Lian, why did Zhou Lian ask him about his relationship instead?

He hurriedly said, "Brother Zhou."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he saw in a daze that Zhou Lian's face changed slightly in response.

Is this... not happy to see him?

He decided to make a quick decision: "No matter what happens, brother Zhou must be cautious and restrained, and don't be impulsive."

After speaking, in order not to obstruct Zhou Lian's eyes, he hurried back along the original road.

Zhou Lian's not in a good mood suddenly fell to the bottom, looking at Shen Wu's back as if he was afraid of avoiding him, thinking in his heart, what do you mean, he didn't despise him, this kid actually wants to avoid him up?

The thing with no eyes and no brains was still clamoring, and other people gathered together in twos and threes, discussing a lot, but no one came out to stop it.Zhou Lian watched coldly, feeling that the whole banquet had turned into a big beehive, the buzzing sound was endless, piercing into his ears.

He gradually lost his patience, holding the hilt of the sword, and was about to split the screaming fly in half with his sword, when he heard a gentle voice say:

"Yun is a disciple of Yanluo sect, what advice does this gentleman have?"

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When I was coding today, I kept thinking about a profound question: why are they still not together?