Douluo: Tang Hao kills me, the son pays for the father's debt

Chapter 113 Immersive
After practicing with the Shura God for two years, Mo Bai thought he had controlled his murderous aura, but unexpectedly the opposite happened. The murderous aura seemed to be even more violent than before.

Just when Mo Bai's consciousness was about to be completely eroded by murderous aura, the voice of Shura God appeared in his mind.

"Murderous aura has both advantages and disadvantages, just like the sword in your hand. It can be good if used for good, or evil if used for evil. You must learn to control it and not be affected by it, otherwise you will be possessed by the devil and fall into an abyss of no return."

Mo Bai regained some consciousness and with great willpower he suppressed his murderous intent.

It is important to control the murderous state of mind.

No wonder after Tang San left the City of Slaughter, he was forced by Tang Hao to study in Yuexuan for a year. However, the Shura God did not give Mo Bai such conditions at the moment.

Mo Bai can now only learn to control himself through constant killing. He couldn't help but blame the Shura God in his heart, this was too difficult.

Fortunately, people will not be suffocated to death by urine. As time went by, Mo Bai finally adapted to it reluctantly. Even if he devoted himself to Fan Cheng's killing state, he was not affected by the murderous aura.

Fan Cheng's life passed quickly, and Mo Bai did not return to reality, but entered the next reincarnation.

This time, Mo Bai possessed the body of a swordsman whose swordsmanship was equally extraordinary. However, he was regarded as a demon by the people in the martial arts world, who hunted him down endlessly.

The swordsman was full of contempt for these sects who talked about benevolence and morality but had no bottom line in private and claimed to be righteous. Whenever he met people chasing him, he would kill one if he saw one, and kill a pair if he saw two.

Not long after, the swordsman finally exploded. Why should he be hunted down? He began to take the initiative to attack, holding his sword and launching crazy revenge on all major forces. He purged all the forces that sent people to hunt him down.

The swordsman killed too many people, which had a very bad impact on the martial arts world, so everyone united and encircled and suppressed the swordsman.

After all, the swordsman only had one sword, so he was naturally no match for the opponent. After slaughtering nearly half of the people, he was killed himself.

Mo Bai kept traveling through various worlds. No matter whether it was the supreme ruler or a beggar on the street, Mo Bai experienced their entire lives. They all had one thing in common, that is, they carried the sword and blood for their entire lives.

Gradually, Mo Bai was no longer obsessed with killing, but learned to think, what is the meaning of the sword?
In the life that Mo Bai experienced, some people used swords to open up new territories and conquer the world. Some people used swords to fight for justice and protect peace. Some people used swords to settle grudges and live a carefree life.

Everyone's sword has a use. What about me? What should I use my sword for? As I think more deeply, Mo Bai becomes confused.

The cycle of reincarnation continues. After experiencing so much, Mo Bai begins to become numb. He is no longer able to empathize with the joys and sorrows of the world like he did before, and just quietly becomes a bystander.

In this life, Mo Bai possessed the body of a little boy. The boy's parents died early, and he had been eating at other people's homes in the village.

He loved swords and had a decent talent for them. His favorite thing to do every day was to practice swinging a wooden sword under a tree at the entrance of the village.

No one in the village understood the little boy's behavior, and many people even thought he had something wrong with his brain.

There was only one little girl who did not despise him. She not only came to watch the little boy practice sword every day, but also secretly brought food from home to give to the little boy. The two thus became good friends.

Having been accustomed to seeing fighting and killing, Mo Bai enjoyed the tranquility at the moment. His originally silent heart began to relax, and he was immersed in it unconsciously.

However, the good times did not last long. Not long after, a group of robbers came to the village. They killed and burned people everywhere. Soon the whole village was filled with flames and wailing everywhere. Even the little girl's family was affected.
When the little boy arrived, the little girl was already covered in blood and fell in a pool of blood. The little boy hurried forward to check on her, but unfortunately the little girl was already dying. The little girl struggled to stretch out her little hand, tremblingly took out some blood-stained food from her arms, handed it to the little boy, and forced a smile.
"You have to live well."

After saying this, the little girl's smile disappeared, her arm slipped, and the food fell to the ground, stained with blood.

Watching the little girl die, the little boy was stunned for a long time, many indescribable emotions surged in his heart. After he came to his senses, he quietly carried the little girl's body to a clean place and put her away.

"kill"

The little boy stood up, his eyes red, and with a loud roar, he rushed angrily towards a robber who was committing a crime not far away with a wooden sword. He wanted to seek justice for the little girl.

The childish and hoarse voice seemed so inconspicuous amid the wailing. Although the wooden sword hit the robber's back hard, with the little boy's strength, what harm could a wooden sword bring to the robber?
The robber felt pain, turned around and looked at the little boy fiercely, with a cruel smile on his lips.

This was the first person in the village who dared to fight back against him. Although I admired the little boy's courage, his fate was already sealed.

Seeing the little boy attacking him again, the robber snatched the wooden sword and kicked the little boy in the chest.

The little boy was kicked five or six meters away, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were determined. He struggled to get up and rushed towards the robber again.

The robber seemed to be in a good mood and was not in a hurry to kill him. Instead, he treated the little boy as a toy and kept punching and kicking him.

Soon, the little boy was tortured to death, and a big foot stepped hard on his head, followed by a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Pah, with your tiny body, you're not even big enough to tickle me."

Seeing that the little boy had run out of strength, the robber didn't plan to continue playing and raised his steel knife and chopped him down hard.

Suddenly, an astonishing murderous intent burst out from the little boy. A blood-red sword energy chopped the steel knife and flew more than ten meters away. The robber covered his neck which was bleeding continuously, showing a look of horror, and slowly fell down with a strong unwillingness.

It turned out that just when the little boy was about to die, Mo Bai's emotions finally broke out to the extreme. His consciousness inexplicably took over the little boy's body and controlled the little boy to stand up.

"hehe."

The little boy now can be said to be Mo Bai. He is covered in blood and looks very scary, but a bloodthirsty smile appears at the corner of his mouth. He seems to have returned to the familiar city of killing.

Mo Bai transformed into the Shura of Hell, his body filled with scarlet murderous aura, wandering around every corner of the village. Whenever he saw robbers committing crimes, he would send them to hell.

As the sword energy shot out, the robbers died on the spot. Then the whole village turned into a living hell, but the targets of the slaughter changed to the robbers, and their deaths were extremely tragic, with broken limbs everywhere in the village.

After dealing with all the bandits, Mo Bai regained consciousness. The people in the village who survived by chance also regarded Mo Bai as a monster. They all showed looks of fear and stayed away from Mo Bai.

(End of this chapter)