Daqin Fusu's dimensional chat group

"If you can't really examine your own heart, once you breed demons, it will be too late to regret."

Zhang Sanfeng patiently answered Sasuke's questions, but in his heart he was moved by Yang Jian's regard for Fusu.

Even before leaving, do you have to make up for all the shortcomings for Fusu?

"What is a heart demon?"

Xiao Nan stared at the communication of several people, why couldn't he understand what these people said at all?

And Orochimaru, why do you have an expression of approval?Are we not people of one world?

"The so-called demons are the evils of the heart; hatred, greed, delusion, obsession, resentment, etc. all belong to the demons of the heart."

"Inner demons are mostly produced by momentary sad events, and small ones are bred by an unbearable past event in the future. Rooted in the heart, it changes a person's mind."

Zhang Sanfeng opened his mouth to explain, but except Xiaonan, everyone else looked contemptuous.

Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng is a gentleman with a strong heart and a dark heart, so he doesn't care about the contempt of these juniors.

The most is to take a small notebook and remember that one day, a certain member of the group made the old man unhappy.

"Isn't that Brother Fusu's point of view? Senior Zhang used it without even modifying it."

Sasuke muttered something in a low voice, but being watched by Zhang Sanfeng, his voice gradually decreased.

People in the world of martial arts always regard demons as obstacles to breakthroughs, and cannot explain the existence of demons in detail, but only as a sharpening stone for tempering the soul.

Once you break through the inner demon, you will have a bright future; if you are eroded by the inner demon, you will inevitably destroy people and die, and become a demon who brings disaster to the martial arts world.

Fusu's point of view in the copy of the memory is to abandon the theory of good and evil of the heart demon and the heart, and explain the existence of the heart demon with the fundamentals of human nature.

What Zhang Sanfeng said was just a retelling of Fusu's words in the memory copy.

"Changing a person's mind?"

Xiaonan muttered to himself, and the first thing that came to mind was the figure of Uzumaki Nagato.

The two people in mid-air stared at each other for a while, and then Yang Jian closed his eyes between his brows.

"You passed my test."

"I admit that you have the possibility to surpass me."

In Fusu's heart, besides the illusion of the past life he saw at the beginning, Yang Jian felt Fusu's unshakable determination more.

There is no anger of being spied on when the deep memory is hidden, nor the confusion of re-examining the previous life.

Fusu's seemingly broken heart is still thorough in nature.

"Thank you, brother, for your confirmation."

With a movement of the sharp spear in Fusu's hand, he stabbed straight at Yang Jian.

"Chong!"

Yang Jian's three-pointed and two-edged gun came first, and when he touched the tip of the three-pointed and double-edged gun in Fusu's hand, another dazzling light burst out.

This kind of light is not the spark when the weapons are handed over, but the light when the two people's hearts collide with each other.

"A more determined idea?"

"Yes."

Fusu never shirks the misfortune of her previous life, but blindly avoids the guilt of the past.

If you can't really examine your own heart and think that it's good to not think about the past; then when the memory of the past emerges one day, it will cut off a person's motivation for pursuit in an instant.

In an ordinary world, avoidance might wear down a person's will, but it wouldn't have much consequence beyond depression.

But now it is different. The things that a person does not want to remember the most will become his biggest hidden danger along with his body surpassing ordinary people.

"I reflect on myself three times a day, reflect on my mistakes, and reward my excellence."

"Little brother doesn't want to mention the past, but it's not impossible to mention it. Only by smiling and letting go of all your right and wrong can you make your heart clear."

"Second brother's little spying, how can it shake the younger brother's mind."

"It seems that I really underestimated you, Fusu."

Yang Jian's face was even more gratified, Fusu was really different from everyone else.

A person may be different in personal strength, but there is actually no distinction between high and low in everyone's heart.

Among immortals, there is a Taoist heart that can collapse at the touch of a touch, and among mortals, there is also a radiant sincerity.

Blindly insisting on personal strength, in the end it was just a wedding dress for Mo Xin.

Everyone has mistakes, and not letting the mistakes of the past destroy yourself today is the foundation of moving forward.

"I can really leave without any worries."

"Then let the little brother give the big brother a ride for the last time!"

Fusu's eyes were fixed, and the sharp spear in his hand was faintly emitting light.

Putting all his energy into it, Fusu also understood Yang Jian's last wish.

"The heart of martial arts?"

Baolian Lantern Yang Jian looked at Fusu high in the sky and said with a frown.

"Second brother, what is the heart of martial arts?"

Yang Chan pulled the sleeve of Baolian Lantern Yang Jian's clothes and asked.

"The meaning is the appearance, and the heart is the root."

"A mortal seeks the Tao, an immortal obtains the Tao."

"The true meaning of martial arts is an extension of the heart, and it still belongs to the heart of ordinary people in essence; the heart of martial arts is different, and it already has its own way in the heart."

"But why didn't I see any difference?"

"Because there is no difference between the two, they just belong to one realm."

How deep is the love in the heart, and how strong is the mana that can be exerted.

This is the heart of Baolian Lantern Yang Jian.