The sword is the devil

Chapter 13
Taoist Chongling raised his wine glass and toasted a little pulsating rookie with his current status in the Tongxuan realm.

Respect is more sincere.

"The first cup is to respect you for relieving my worries in Fufeng City! It's true that Lao Meng murdered, and those four rich men deserved it. If I can't see the joint clearly, what's the use of cultivating the Tao for decades?

For the benefit of the common people, I cannot reveal the truth; for the conscience of my heart, I cannot turn a blind eye!In this way, if you don't make a move, I can only plant a trick on that Wang family when I leave...

Insidious harm to others, detrimental to morality!But all of this, you helped me solve it! "

He drank it all down, poured another cup for himself, picked it up and continued: "The second cup is for Liupanshui City! If I don't handle this level cleanly, I will be hopeless. If it really triggers the water demon to slaughter the city, the way I feel I will never pass a level!

I worry too much, but you dare to act boldly, let alone whether the process was too reckless and inconsiderate, is it wise like a fool?Or impulsive and reckless?But the result is there, you saved the whole city of Liupan, and I was one of them! "

I drank it down again, and filled another glass, "This third glass, more than ten days on the way back, you have helped me twice, as long as you really speak to me, I can't refuse! A Taoist is not a man, it's better A real man, if you don't repay your kindness, you will lose your personal morality!
That's why I arranged for you to contact Xiaosong Jiyue every day, hoping to use their hands to let you go, and then I won't have to bear the main responsibility; I admit that during these ten days, I lived like years!
But you, never mention it, you made us perfect, but we..."

Chong Ling drank the three cups and laughed, "If your aptitude is better, with your character, you must have some achievements on the road, what a pity, what a pity!"

The depression in his chest dissipated, he rushed to Taoist Ling, and walked away; until he walked out of the building, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: After talking about this, this person still didn't ask him for help!
Are you a fool?In fact, I saw the wrong person?
...Chong Ling did not misunderstand the person. Hou Tiao was very clear about the purpose of this Taoist. In fact, he is now a master of Tongxuan, and he has certain powers to help him. As long as he speaks, there must be some way, at least not die?

But this is not what he wants!For a person who practices the law, right is right and wrong is wrong. He needs to pay the price for killing people, otherwise he will not be able to get over the hurdle in his heart.

It's a bit too noble to say that, the real reason is that Chong Ling's helping him now is nothing more than helping him escape the punishment of death, but his real problem is not life or death, but life is worse than death!

What's the point of surviving?Still so hopeless?If he was willing to live that ordinary life, why did he push himself to this point?I have already arranged for a retreat, but as for being involuntary like now?
This Taoist is very interesting, let him finally see clearly what is a practitioner and what is a Taoist!After an impassioned speech, when you thought the Taoist was going to stab you, the Taoist said: I feel at ease, you can go to die!

A very strange feeling, I can't tell the Tao, I don't know, is this cultivation?
Raise a glass and pour yourself a drink, either be a full ghost, or completely change this life!

... On the second day, all the monks in the gymnasium were taken to a strange place. He was very strange to God, so he didn't know whether this was the imperial palace?Or altar?
Anyway, it is an extremely empty square, surrounded by green pines and emerald greens, and there is only a huge altar in the center of the square.

What was different from Hou Tiao's imagination was that the sacrifices stood at the top of the third floor of the altar, while the presiding priests stood under the altar.

A total of nineteen sacrificial offerings, including him and the old man Baoshi, stood in different positions on the three-story altar. They seemed to be in disarray, but in fact it was just that he was too inexperienced to see the key points.

Not long after standing still, he felt as if a force was restraining him, preventing him from moving freely; this was no surprise, after all, in the face of life and death, no one could guarantee whether he would lose his composure in the end and embarrass everyone.

Turning his gaze to the audience, dozens of Taoist priests stood quietly, among them was Taoist Chong Ling, standing at the farthest place, and possibly the lowest place.

The entire square was silent, no matter whether it was offering sacrifices or watching sacrifices, in such an atmosphere, they were consciously or unconsciously captured by an aura, which was an indescribable thing, a surrender to a certain mighty force ;In the realm of Hou Tiao, he was not qualified to feel such an atmosphere, but here, in such an environment, he felt it.

He began to really believe that there are gods in the dark, overlooking all living beings in places he can't see.

He began to think seriously, where would he sacrifice his divine gift?Is it really dedicated to the gods?Or return to nature?Or was it intercepted by Taoism?
Is there really life and death?how to dieWill there be an afterlife?
As a law enforcer who is used to seeing prisoners obey the law, he never thought that he would have such a day?
The only difference is that the guillotine has become an altar, and the ghost head knife has been replaced by a spirit root?

At this moment, he began to think about whether all he had done was worthwhile?Is it worth it?

According to his design, if you want to realize your ambition, you must have strength, and if you want to have strength, you must practice. If you want to practice, you can't be so immortal. The spiritual root must first remove the old spiritual root...

If he can't do it himself, the Taoist can only help him do it!

This is a big gamble, even if the chances are slim, it is better than a lifetime of mediocrity.

... At noon, when the yang energy was at its peak, everyone's eyes blurred, and a Taoist with a high crown suddenly appeared in front of the altar, as if he was standing there in the first place. This was probably Master Xiao who presided over the prayer right?
All Taoists saluted one after another, Master Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, wondering what opportunity he was waiting for?
A moment later, when the auspicious time had come, Master Xiao raised his hands slightly and made various complicated handprints. Following his movements, the entire altar began to hum.

"...the beginning of all things without a name, and the beginning of a hundred spirits. The solitude takes advantage of the elixir, and the profound light goes to the jade void. The three yuan follows the Jian Festival, and the eight sceneries return to each other. The red phoenix comes to hold the seal, and the blue bird enters to present the book. Bad opportunities can still be opportunities , the dead fish is still a fish. Resting in the Heart Bathing Pavilion, Carnival and Stopping the Cloud Market..."

(End of this chapter)