Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 350 Being Beaten

Ye Xiaochuan can’t be pushed too hard. Situ Feng knows the principle of giving a sweet date after a good beating. After saying that Ye Xiaochuan might face a dangerous situation of life and death in the future, he showed his fox tail behind his butt.

"The cultivation method of the Netherworld Ghost Path that you saw in the Ice Cave is very useful to you. You know very well how excited Xuanying was when she saw that book. Even a walking corpse like her who has no emotions will show excitement. The mystery of that method can be seen."

"Ghost Path, Demon Path, Buddhist Path, Taoist Mysterious Path, Undead Path, Animal Demon Path, Ancient Witch Path, these various types of cultivation methods are all one of the Heavenly Path. If the Heavenly Path is the universe, then these Taoist methods are the stars in the Milky Way. Only countless stars can make up the vast universe."

"The distinction between good and evil, It's just a ridiculous and naive idea of ​​an ignorant person. If a cultivator cannot let go of this ridiculous obsession, it is impossible for him to reach the peak realm. There is no distinction between good and evil in the world, only the human heart can distinguish between good and evil. The so-called good people practice evil methods, the evil methods are also good, and the evil people practice good methods, the good methods are also evil. Think carefully about what I said to you today. "

Situ Feng said a lot today. He was originally a remnant soul that was about to dissipate. In order to pull Ye Xiaochuan back to the path of cultivation, he said too much today. In the end, his tone became weak involuntarily.

Ye Xiaochuan did not speak. He was really thinking seriously about Situ Feng's impassioned speeches.

Especially the last sentence, there is no distinction between good and evil in the world, only the human heart can distinguish between good and evil.

Situ Feng said this to him many times before, Xuanying and Tonghe said it once, but Ye Xiaochuan never paid too much attention to this sentence.

It was different now. He was really thinking about this sentence seriously.

He thought a lot, and finally thought of the shocking battle between Master Wukong and the Soul Devouring Demon outside Zhuxian Town. The huge golden Buddha palm fell from the sky. Such a powerful move was forcibly broken by the Soul Devouring Demon.

The reason why the Tathagata Palm was broken was not because of the high level of the Soul Devouring Demon's own cultivation. There was another important factor that could not be ignored, that is, on the wrist of the Soul Devouring Demon, he wore a very ancient black bracelet, which was the Xuanling Qiankun bracelet that had been lost for 800 years in the Cangyun Sect.

The former treasure of the immortal family fell into the hands of the demon sect and would still become a supreme magic weapon for killing and slaughtering.

Similarly, even if the blood soul essence hanging on his neck was a ghost treasure, as long as he used it properly and performed it in the right way, he could still slay demons and save all living beings.

The increasingly confusing life experience was like a mountain pressing on Ye Xiaochuan's back, and it was more like pressing on his heart, making him breathless.

The less he thought about his life experience, the more he wanted to find out the origin in his mind.

If he wanted to find out his origin, who his parents were, and what happened fifteen years ago, the premise of all this was that he must have enough self-protection skills.

Now is definitely not the time to find out his life experience.

Ye Xiaochuan figured it out.

If a righteous person practices evil, the evil will become righteous.

If an evil person practices righteous, the righteous will become evil

Ye Xiaochuan finally recited Situ Feng's words, and it seemed that he gradually opened a window of his heart and saw a different world.

Before he could see the new world clearly, he opened his eyes and saw a pair of big, shining eyes, just a few inches away from his eyes, like a ghost, which scared Ye Xiaochuan and made him scream.

Instinctively, his head shrank back and his fists swung out together, hitting the other person's eyes with two sandbag-sized fists.

Baili Yuan cried out in pain, and when she took her hands away from her eyes, her lively eyes turned into dark panda eyes.

She was furious and shouted, "Boy, you dare to hit me! See how I'll deal with you today!"

Ye Xiaochuan felt bad after punching him with both fists, so he got up and ran away, Baili Yuan chasing him from behind. The two of them shuttled quickly through the forest, and Yang Ling'er and Jie Se, who were at the entrance of the cave, looked confused.

How could the guy who was obsessed with white steam and red face just a moment ago run faster than a rabbit in the blink of an eye?

Baili Yuan finally caught up with Ye Xiaochuan, and the two of them started fighting in the forest. In the situation of close combat without using magic weapons, who was Ye Xiaochuan afraid of?

He stepped on the mysterious steps of invisible phantoms, like a slippery loach, and occasionally counterattacked Baili Yuan with a few punches.

The two sides fought back and forth, dodging and evading, from the woods to the valley in front of the cave, from noon to dusk.

Until both of them were exhausted, they stopped fighting, and threatened to eat their fill and fight another 300 rounds tomorrow.

Baili Yuan was like a victorious rooster, arrogant, although her two panda eyes were unsightly, but compared to Ye Xiaochuan, her current condition was much better.

There was a big difference in their skills. At the beginning, she could fight Baili Yuan on par with her mysterious body skills, but later she couldn't do it anymore. Occasionally, she was punched and kicked by Baili Yuan, and ended up in a mess. She followed Baili Yuan with a bruised head and a dirty face.

This result was hard for Yang Linger to accept. The message from Piaomiao Pavilion said that Ye Xiaochuan could use the Beidou Zhushen of Cangyun Sect. In the abandoned charity cemetery, she also saw with her own eyes that Ye Xiaochuan controlled seven single-color giant swords to bombard the white bone giant palm. It is said that Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation should have cultivated the Yin-Yang Qiankun Dao to the eighth level, which should be better than Baili Yuan.

How could the result be like this?

Ye Xiaochuan was defeated. After more than two hours of fighting, he was defeated miserably. Except for his strange body movements, there was nothing outstanding. It seemed that his speed was not as good as his performance in the charity cemetery that night. It seemed that his cultivation was at most the early stage of out-of-body state, and it was estimated that he had not even reached the out-of-body state.

Ye Xiaochuan certainly could not beat Baili Yuan in a single fight. The two of them did not use magic weapons in the fight, and the competition was the body movements and fists and feet. Ye Xiaochuan's biggest reliance comes from the Wufeng Sword, which is a rare wind-type magic weapon with the effect of acceleration. If he fights with magic weapons, Ye Xiaochuan may be able to hold on for a while longer. After all, he fought with Yun Qiyou for several hours before being kicked to the ground by Yun Qiyou at the Samsara Peak.

Without the wind-type acceleration effect of the Wufeng Sword, simply relying on the invisible phantom footwork to fight Baili Yuan is just asking for abuse.

He didn't admit defeat and said to everyone with a thick face: "I didn't eat this morning. When I'm full tomorrow, I will beat this bitch to pieces!"

Baili Yuan smiled coquettishly and shouted: "Okay, this aunt is waiting for you!"