Prehistoric: From the descendant of the demon ancestor to the first demon in ancient and modern time

Chapter 122 The shining soul

"stop."

Li Che stepped into the range of the Xinhuo tribe, and did not use any means to cover up his tracks. He was soon discovered by tribe soldiers and surrounded him.

A shirtless warrior in a grass skirt held a stone-polished weapon and asked, "Who are you? What's your purpose in my tribe?"

Li Che straightened his clothes, made a dust whisk, and said solemnly: "Pundao Lingbao Tianzun, Tong Xuanzi, has traveled so far. If he wants to meet the leader of your tribe, please inform him."

Hearing that, the soldier's heart froze immediately, and he looked at Li Che differently, with strong respect.

In this era, you may not know who the Master Tongtian is, but you must know Lingbao Tianzun.

Saints who are as famous as the Holy Mother and Nuwa Empress, even if they have no intersection, they should be remembered in their hearts.

"Sir, wait a moment."

The hula skirt warrior hurriedly went to report.

The disciples of Lingbao Tianzun came to visit, this is a distinguished guest, and he cannot be neglected.

After a while, the hula warrior came back and guided Li Che with great respect: "Chief Immortal, please come inside!"

Li Che pretended to shake his whisk, and performed the detached demeanor that a disciple of a sage should have. He said with a gentle smile, "I'm sorry."

With his immortal spirit and outstanding heroic appearance, the hula warrior secretly nodded and praised him. He was worthy of being a disciple of a saint. He was truly extraordinary.

Just looking at Li Che's extraordinary appearance, there is indeed no flaw in him. His demeanor is calm and elegant, and he has the appearance of an immortal.

Who would have thought that he was full of madness and ruthlessness, not only a psychopath, but also a notorious devil.

The Demon Emperor Junko hated him with all his teeth. The fake Golden Crows he created made Emperor Jun feel deeply ashamed.

The Xinhuo Tribe said it was big or small, after seven turns and eight rounds, Li Che and the grass skirt warrior came to the ancestral temple.

Li Che was a disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, a sage of the Qing Dynasty, and his status was extraordinary. Seeing Li Che in the ancestral temple was enough to give Li Che face.

"Xianchang, Suiren Patriarch is waiting for you inside."

After the hula warrior finished speaking, he stood guard in front of the ancestral temple like a clay sculpture.

Without Suirenshi's order, tribal fighters could not enter and leave the ancestral temple at will.

Li Che walked straight into the ancestral temple without doubting his presence.

The moment he stepped into the ancestral temple, Li Che immediately felt an incomparable divine power.

Mild, bright, hopeful, persevering, unyielding
That kind of strange and broad, vast and magnificent power is actually more like a will, a great will that sprouts for survival, formed by the prayers and beliefs of countless human races.

Li Che had a clear understanding in his heart that it might be the power of faith formed by the strong desire of the human race to survive in the difficult road and long for a bright future.

This power of faith is extremely pure, without any evil thoughts.

The purer the power of faith, the stronger it will be. If someone can control this power of faith, they should be able to temporarily compete against quasi-sages.

But it is a pity that the human race cannot find such a person. After all, the existence of the power of faith is too elusive. Maybe even the Suiren clan has not discovered that the ancestral temple has unknowingly gathered a huge power of faith.

Even if the Suiren clan is aware of it, it is not easy to use the power of faith.

Today's prehistoric times are no different than those of later generations, but all practitioners believe that strength is the most important thing, and I am the only one. There are really very few strong people who know how to use the power of faith.

With a calm mind and no disturbance at all, Li Che walked to the center of the ancestral temple and saw the Suiren family at first sight.

The upper body was naked, revealing a strong and mighty body, and the lower body was wrapped in an animal skin skirt, and the whole body was full of the flavor of primitive people.

His thick hair is spread freely, his face is resolute and majestic, his demeanor is majestic and full of kindness, and his determination is full of charity.

He is like a lamp. Although the light is faint, it is the dawn of hope, always guiding the direction of the human race.

He is the human ancestor, the Suiren clan, the human ancestor who lit the fire and led the human race through the most difficult years.

And what attracted Li Che the most was his eyes.

Looking directly into Suirenshi's cloudy eyes seemed ordinary, but Li Che seemed to have seen the life of Suirenshi and the history of the human race.

From the ignorance and confusion after Nuwa Empress created the human race, to leading the human race to survive in the wilderness, despite the difficulties and difficulties, she never thought of backing down.
Countless blood was spilled on the mountains and fields, and countless ancestors were buried in the ground.
Crying, despair, praying, and resentment finally left only the firm belief of continuing the race and never regretting it.

Li Che's heart suddenly trembled, as if something was blocking his heart. He felt extremely uncomfortable and his emotions were surging uncontrollably.

Cutting off the emotions and desires, boasting that the devil is ruthless, but there are some things that can be completely forgotten without being cut off.

It's so touching!
Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement.

At this moment, Li Che probably understood the beliefs of the Suiren clan and those dead ancestors.

But it's a pity that a demon like him is destined to live only for himself.

He could dedicate his all to the continuation of the ethnic group's inheritance, but Li Che did not have such a noble consciousness.

"Devils don't need emotions."

The mind turned into a sword of wisdom, cutting off the turbulent distracting thoughts, and looked at Suirenshi again.

He looked like an old farmer in the mountains, with a weather-beaten face and cloudy eyes. He looked so ordinary, but Li Che suddenly felt ashamed of himself.

In terms of cultivation and strength, Li Che was far superior to the Suirenshi. To put it bluntly, Li Che wanted to kill Suirenshi, the ancestor of Suirenshi, no more difficult than crushing an ant.

However, Suirenshi has a shining soul, loves everything about the human race, and can give his all for the human race.

Li Che is sinister and cunning, selfish and self-centered. If he doesn't harm others, he is considered merciful.

Dedicate yourself to others?It is impossible for the sun to come out from the west.

From a spiritual perspective, Suirenshi is like the sun that shines all over the world, warming countless people with its own light and bringing hope to those in darkness.

Li Che, on the other hand, is like a little devil in the gutter. He does things that harm others to benefit himself, or harm others to benefit himself. From the inside out, he is utterly bad.

The two can't be compared at all.

On a spiritual level, even if Li Che cleans himself up and becomes a good person, he is definitely not as good as the Suiren family.

Li Che's heart, liver, internal organs, and even his soul are like a stinky ditch that has been deposited for tens of thousands of years.

What's more, Li Che has never thought of cleaning up.

Blackening is ten times stronger, and whitening is weaker by three points.

He has been a devil for so many years, and if he just becomes a good person because he is ashamed of himself, then his Daoist heart is too unstable.

Dao heart can also be understood as belief. Once the belief collapses, it will be easy to regress in cultivation base, and it will be over if it is serious.

Therefore, it is impossible to cleanse oneself and become a good person, and it is impossible to cleanse oneself in this life.

It is his destination to fight to the end on the road of magic.

Pressing down the complicated thoughts, Li Che took a deep breath, bowed respectfully to the Suiren family, and said loudly: "Minche, a member of the Mangniu Tribe of the human race, Tongxuanzi, the Supreme Master of Lingbao Tianzun, pays homage to the old ancestor."

　I made a mistake in the chapter name earlier, and I am contacting the editor to modify it.

　　
　
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