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Resisting the boredom in his heart, Duan Qing also stepped forward.

As soon as he took a step, Duan Qing suddenly felt a trance in front of his eyes, and a dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes, making him subconsciously raise his hand to cover it.

After a while, the white light dissipated, Duan Qing put down his left hand, and was surprised by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the original row of white bamboo forests on the left side of the road was emitting faint white fluorescence at this time. In the fluorescence, a white figure exactly like him was looming, just like his reflection.

Not only Duan Qing, but also the white bamboo forest on the left side, there were also reflections of the blue skirt woman and others in front, like a mirror.

Mirror!

Duan Qing felt more strange in his heart, while paying attention to the reflection in the bamboo forest, he walked forward.

Soon, Duan Qing caught up with the gray-haired boy of the demon clan who was several feet ahead of him.

At this moment, the gray-haired demon boy looked a little irritated. Hearing Duan Qing's footsteps behind him, he had no intention of talking to Duan Qing, but stared at his reflection in a daze.

Duan Qing naturally would not argue with this person, but just followed the gray-haired demon boy silently.

After walking for about a few dozen feet, two black spots suddenly appeared on the unchanging white road in front. The source of the black was a black bamboo in the bamboo forest on both sides of the road.

The blue-skirted woman walking in the front glanced at the two bamboos and walked past them without changing her expression.

The middle-aged fat demon cultivator two or three feet behind the blue-skirted woman stopped for a moment when passing the black bamboo, and then glanced at his reflection on the left without making a sound.

A little later, the gray-haired demon boy also walked to where the bamboo was. When he walked past the bamboo, he stood still for a while, then looked around as if waking up from a dream, and continued to move forward.

Duan Qing keenly noticed that when the gray-haired boy of the demon clan stood there in a daze, the white shadow on his left seemed to flicker for a moment, and a barely perceptible black color quietly appeared on it.

After the gray-haired boy of the demon clan, Duan Qing was the last to pass the black bamboo. At this moment, the strange feeling he had since entering this place instantly increased several times.

At this moment, Duan Qing seemed to feel guilt, sin, shame, repentance, etc.!

At the same time, the faces of his parents and uncle Wang flashed in his mind.

Unconsciously, Duan Qing's figure was also in a trance for a moment.

Coming back to his senses, Duan Qing continued to move forward while thinking.

After walking forward for about a hundred feet, two black bamboos appeared on both sides of the road ahead again, which were very conspicuous in the white.

Like before, Duan Qing felt that complicated feeling again when he walked past the black black bamboo.

But unlike before, the face that appeared in his mind this time was not his parents and uncle Wang, but the first person who died in his hands, Qian Datong of Jin Xuanzong!

Next, the group encountered several more black bamboos. Every time they passed by black bamboos, the complex feeling would instantly become stronger and deeper.

And every time, the voices and faces of different people would appear in Duan Qing's mind.

Those people were almost all the people who died in his hands since he started practicing Taoism!

After passing another black bamboo, Duan Qing noticed that a black spot quietly appeared on the white reflection of the gray-haired boy of the demon clan in front of him, which looked a little mottled.

And the feeling given by the gray-haired boy of the demon clan also became deeper.

Without time to think about anything else, Duan Qing also walked to the place where the black bamboo was.

Accompanied by complex emotions, Su Yutong's voice and appearance appeared in Duan Qing's mind.

Recalling Su Yutong, Duan Qing inexplicably felt regret, apology, and guilt for Su Yutong, as if he owed Su Yutong a lot.

But then, he felt a sense of openness in his heart, sweeping away those negative emotions.

After calming down, Duan Qing subconsciously glanced at his own reflection and found that everything was normal, and there was no black spot like the gray-haired boy of the demon race!

Next, Duan Qing and others passed many more black bamboos.

As they passed more and more black bamboos, the black spots on the reflection of the gray-haired boy of the demon race gradually increased, and almost half of the reflection was covered by black spots, and only an incomplete white reflection could be seen.

Among the four people, not only the gray-haired boy of the demon race, but also the middle-aged fat demon cultivator had a similar situation.

Black spots also appeared on the white reflection of this person, but the number was not large, accounting for only about 10% of the white shadow.

Even Duan Qing's reflection also appeared a trace of black color, although it was very faint and almost undetectable, but it did exist.

What surprised Duan Qing was that the reflection of the blue-skirted woman walking in the front was so pure and flawless from beginning to end, without a trace of black color.

Looking at the back of the blue-skirted woman, Duan Qing fell into deep thought.

This person... who is this person? There is no flaw in his character!

At this point, he has actually guessed the strangeness of this road.

This road should have the effect of magnifying people's negative emotions, especially where there are many black bamboos, which will magnify the negative emotions of people passing by countless times, making people unconsciously sink into it and experience the dark side of their own human nature over and over again.

It is impossible for a person not to make mistakes in his life, especially in the world of cultivation where the weak are the prey of the strong. Who among all cultivators does not have a few lives on his hands!

The most important thing is to have a clear conscience.

Some people like to kill innocent people indiscriminately. They may not think it is a big deal at ordinary times, but now they are constantly attacked by negative emotions on this road, and the dark side of human nature hidden in their hearts will undoubtedly be revealed.

Specifically, it should be reflected in the white reflections on the left.

The more black spots there are, the more the dark side is revealed.

Since Duan Qing started practicing Taoism, he believed that he had no regrets and had never killed innocent people or good people. He had a firm heart.

But even so, under the constant exaggeration of negative emotions, his heart could not help but become depressed, and he felt annoyed and had nowhere to vent.

He was still like this, it was hard to imagine what kind of experience the blue-skirted woman had, and she was not affected by this road at all.

This person gave him a more unfathomable feeling!

While thinking, two black bamboos appeared in front of him again.

The blue-skirted woman still walked through the garden without any abnormality.

When the middle-aged fat demon cultivator passed by, he stood still for a moment, and a black spot on his reflection instantly appeared.

When it was the turn of the gray-haired boy of the demon clan, he obviously hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to pass the black bamboo.

However, at the moment of passing the black bamboo, the gray-haired boy of the demon clan was struck by lightning and stopped directly in place, motionless.

Duan Qing stopped immediately out of caution when he saw this.

The blue-skirted woman and the middle-aged fat demon cultivator in front of him heard the footsteps disappear from behind and couldn't help but look back.

"Ah...!"

Suddenly, the gray-haired young demon clan boy let out a suppressed roar, and his eyes turned red instantly.

At the same time, the black spots on his white reflection also increased greatly, almost dyeing most of the white shadow black.