Start the Nine Suns Divine Art, marry Zhou Zhiruo

"The so-called seven emotions and six desires are nothing but the movement of the heart; the so-called life and death are nothing but the rotation of the heart; the so-called Taoism and demons are just the holding of the heart."

"If you have a heart, you will not be fascinated by the mysteries of heaven."

In the end, a sentence emerged in his mind, "Do whatever you want, and don't go beyond the rules."

"I'm not a ruthless person, but I can't enter the Tao with love like waves and clouds. Even if I have love for Zhi, what will happen after thousands or ten thousand years? Can it still remain the same?"

"Since this is the case, it is better to practice the way of demons and pursue the way of immortal demons."

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In the carriage, Zhou Tong fell into the deepest enlightenment, but Jin Bingyun, who was held in his arms, slowly opened his eyes.

A dazed look flashed in her eyes, and all the previous memory fragments mixed together, making her mind in a mess.

Accompanied by these memory fragments, her originally repressed heart gradually emerged.

"I'm Jin Bingyun!"

"How could it be possible to lose yourself for a man?"

She could clearly feel that she had an unforgettable love for this man, even engraved deep in her soul, as if she had an inseparable bond in her previous life.

But Jin Bingyun's expression no longer had the previous confusion, pain and despair, but only a kind of persistence and clarity.

Feeling the warm embrace of this man, she murmured, "I love you, but I can't lose myself just because I love you."

"In that case, I am not me anymore, and it is also a kind of bondage to you."

"So I'm sorry, I'm leaving you, don't blame me."

Jin Bingyun was a little greedy for the warm embrace of this man, and she woke up in this man's arms for countless days and nights.

"When I sort out all the memories, when I can calm myself down, I will definitely come back to you again."

"I love you, husband."

A determined look flashed in Jin Bingyun's eyes. She knew that if she continued to stay, she would only fall into a deeper entanglement of lust, and even become the bondage of this man.

Leaving at this time is the best choice for Zhou Tong and her!

Time and distance will calm them down and understand their hearts more clearly.

Jin Bingyun gently got up from Zhou Tong's arms, she turned to look at this man, the chaotic memory fragments in her mind seemed to be tumbling again, an extremely strong reluctance and love filled her heart.

"sorry Sorry!"

"I love you, but I have to go."

The strong emotions made Jin Bingyun feel that as long as he looked at this man again, he would never want to leave again.

She originally wanted to kiss his lips lightly before leaving, but at this moment she turned around in embarrassment, with two lines of tears streaming down her face, she walked towards the outside of the carriage with difficulty.

Seeing Jin Bingyun's appearance, Li Ruohai wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start, so he sighed helplessly.

"Senior Li, I'm leaving, I hope you don't stop me." Jin Bingyun said with tears, "I love him, love him very much, but I don't want to let myself be bound by him."

"Being by his side during this time, I became less and less like myself."

"I want to find a place to calm myself down. When I think everything through, I will definitely come back to him again."

Jin Bingyun bent down deeply, thinking of Li Ruohai to salute, and then staggered a little tearfully, and walked away into the distance.

Li Ruohai wanted to stop her, for fear that she would be in a trance at this moment, and someone would take advantage of her and cause some trouble.

However, Zhou Tong in the carriage fell into an epiphany. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a supreme opportunity that people in the world dream of, and there is no room for any disturbance at this time.

He sighed, and said to Jin Bingyun's back: "Miss Jin, I understand your thoughts, but you have to tell me, where are you going?"

"I want to go home, I just want to go home now, I want to see my master." Jin Bingyun said without looking back, her tone was full of melancholy and nostalgia.

"Miss Jin, you must be careful on the road, and you must not be taken advantage of by traitors."

"If an accident happens to you, not only will Xing Lie go completely insane, but I will also be in trouble for the rest of my life."

Jin Bingyun paused slightly, and murmured: "Will he really go crazy because of me?"

Soon, she shook her head desperately to stop herself from thinking about it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior Li, thank you for your understanding and concern, I will definitely be careful."

"After all, I am Cihang Jingzhai's disciple!"

Li Ruohai finally felt at ease when he heard the words Cihang Jingzhai. This mysterious holy place in the rivers and lakes is by no means that simple.

Since Jin Bingyun was born there, not to mention the ordinary Jianghu Xiaoxiao, even a master of the black list may not be able to win her.

"It would be the most ridiculous thing in the world to underestimate Cihang Jingzhai's disciples."

Li Ruohai murmured, watching Jin Bingyun disappear into the distance.

……

In the carriage, Zhou Tong was determined to practice the magic way, and there was a sudden change inside and outside his body. The light in his heart became more transparent and cold, as if he had no emotion and desire, and was detached from the cycle of life and death.

However, various colorful stains gradually emerged on it, entangled like densely packed poisonous snakes, covering up the light of the soul.

Every stain was related to his past experience, which affected his lust and turned into traces, which remained in his soul, indelible.

With a thought in Zhou Tong's mind, the moon-like light of his mind turned into a mysterious heart knife, and he slashed down.

"The anguish at work in the previous life, cut it off!"

"Pressure from previous life studies, cut!"

"The bitterness of first love in the previous life, cut it off!"

"The grace of parents in the previous life..."

He paused slightly, thinking of the sweat and tears his parents left behind for him, and countless memories emerged before his eyes.

Zhou Tong shook his head, and the imprint of his emotions turned into a tear. The kindness of his parents will never be forgotten.

Then, all kinds of emotional imprints brought in the memory of Yitian World were also wiped out.

The love condensed by Zhou Zhiruo's emotions is like a seed hanging above the bright moon.

With a sigh, he shattered the seeds, all kinds of emotions surged, and finally turned into a long sword shaped like Yitian.

Zhou Tong looked at the long sword that represented his feelings for Zhou Zhiruo, but he still didn't choose to kill it immediately.

"Let this emotion fade away with time!"

In the end, he set his sights on the various memories and emotions in this world.

"It turns out that the reason why my mind is free and the sword is broken is because I have an imperceptible fear of He Pang Ban after the battle."

"If you don't understand your own mind, you won't even be able to detect it. You will only be able to detect it when you face Pang Ban next time."

"However, in that case, it is likely to be in danger of death."

"Pang Ban! Pang Ban, it's really scary."

"Cut me!"

With a thought in his mind, the heart knife immediately cut towards Pang Ban's fear.

However, at this moment, that emotion turned into a black magic mountain and crashed down.

puff!

Zhou Tong couldn't help but spat out a mouthful of blood, even the dead energy in his body was boiling.

"Heh! You are nothing more than a hero in this world, and I can travel through the heavens and worlds. Sooner or later, you will be like an ant in front of me."

"Now that I understand that the shadow of fear was left in that battle, how can I, Zhou Tong, not dare to face it?"

However, he pondered for a moment, and did not forcibly kill this wave of fear towards Pang Ban.

This emotional imprint was deeply entangled in his own mind by Pang Ban's Dao Heart Planting Demon Dafa, and forcibly cut it off, but even the memory of that battle would be wiped away.

"How can I, Zhou Tong, erase my memory in order to eliminate fear?"

Zhou Tong had a clear mind, "As long as we can win the battle with Pang Ban head-on, then this brand will naturally dissipate."

From this moment, he knew that he was destined to fight Pang Ban to the death in the future.

Zhou Tong continued to kill the emotions of this world.

"The hatred and murderous intent of the opponent Ye Yu, cut it!"

"Admiration for Qin Mengyao, behead!"

"Desire for Hua Jieyu???"

"I actually have desires for that old hag?"

The woman's enchanting figure subconsciously flashed in his mind, "Well, that woman is indeed quite pretty."

"However, cut it to me!"

"Gratefulness and respect for Li Ruohai? Let's keep it for now, and wait until the story of this life is over before cutting it off."

In the end, all that remained was lust and possessiveness for Jin Bingyun.

Because of the shattered love for Zhou Zhiruo, in the memory of being with Jin Bingyun, even strands of love began to condense.

Memories of the three years after the wedding came to mind one by one, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "I'm really a scumbag!"

"Let's keep it for now. After this world ends, just kill it."

In the end, all the imprints of emotions and desires caused by the memories of the third life were wiped away, and the bright moon regained its clarity and flawlessness.

Moreover, if a lust brand is not broken, a ray of light will fall into the bright moon, making the heart more transparent and firm.

Those memories that lost their love and desire did not dissipate, but turned into grains of sand and fell into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Spiritual power is the power formed by the intersection of mind and memory, turning into water waves and ocean waves, flowing on the sand of memory, reflecting the bright moon in the sky.

The mind is like the bright moon, the memory is like the sand, and the spiritual power is like the waves.

Those remaining imprints of lust are the teardrops transformed from the grace of parents in the previous life, the Yitian sword transformed from love with Zhou Zhiruo, the red tasseled spear transformed from affection and respect for Pang Ban, and the long sword transformed from lust for Jin Bingyun?

Zhou Tong felt a little puzzled, why the figurative desire for Jin Bingyun is also a long sword, and it is so similar to the Yitian Sword?

The manifested images of all these emotional imprints are natural cohesion, not his own intervention.

After thinking for a long time, there was still no result, Zhou Tong shook his head, gave up and continued thinking.

A tear, two swords, and a gun rolled in the sea of ​​spirit, stirring up waves from time to time.

The existence of love and desire is the root cause of the inability to calm the mind.

Compared with before realizing the original mind, the turbulent waves in the sea of ​​consciousness have been countless times smaller.

"The firmer the mind, the less likely it is to produce passion and desire. Even if lust appears, as long as it is wiped out, the mind will become more transparent and powerful."

"This is also the reason why Pang Ban let himself fall into the catastrophe of love. After those lusts appear, as long as they are wiped out by him, it will make his demon heart stronger and firmer."

"The biggest difference between me and Pang Ban is that I can travel through myriad worlds. I can have more experiences to naturally give birth to lust, and then erase it, so that I can clear my heart without resorting to those tricks."

"For those unforgettable lusts, I can also keep them in my heart as the best things about myself, until they disappear completely with the passage of time."

"And Pang Ban's life is limited. In order to allow his demonic heart to continuously transform and sublimate in his short life, he used such unimaginable methods that he even gave away his most beloved woman."

"But I don't need it. Every unforgettable emotional imprint will be my most precious memory."

"If even these beautiful things disappear completely, no matter how long life is, what's the point?"

"I practice the way of the devil and condense the heart of the devil, but I can imprint a few lusts on myself, which can be used as embellishments on the way of practice, and also witnesses of my path of practice."

Zhou Tong's state of mind was completely peaceful, and all the mysteries of martial arts that he had comprehended began to be transformed into words and heavenly sounds, and merged into his soul.

The original heart, which was like a bright moon, began to change, and was smelted by the mysteries of Chinese martial arts that he had comprehended, shrouded in hazy light.

"At this time, I am pursuing the mystery of the immortality of the soul. I use the knife to cut off all kinds of dust in the soul, and to kill all kinds of catastrophes with the knife. The soul is like a knife. If you ask with the knife, you will never die or die."

"Unyielding Sword, Ning!"

In an instant, all the mysteries of martial arts were integrated into the soul, and a real dragon soared into the sky, creating huge waves in the sea of ​​spirits.

For a long time, the wind was calm, and the real dragon turned into a green dragon Yanyue knife, submerged into the depths of the waves, nourished and sacrificed by the spiritual ocean.

Zhou Tong's eyes opened in vain, but no vision was born. Everything that happened just now was just the enlightenment and projection of the mind, not the real manifestation.

Even Zhou Tong's original fierce aura and captivating demeanor disappeared without a trace, instead exuding a refined temperament, like an exiled immortal in the sky, not walking on the mundane world.

She has a slight resemblance to Qin Mengyao, the contemporary descendant of Cihang Jingzhai!