Yin and Yang Taoist Code

Looking at Li Chuyi, Hao Hongwei moved his lips without making a sound, but Li Chuyi understood his words.

If you have the chance, take revenge for me.

There was reluctance, reluctance, and helplessness, but there was no resentment. Even his last words were extremely calm, and he did not forget to remind Li Chuyi to do what he could.

The pure gaze stimulated Li Chuyi to want to go crazy, but he was already crazy.

After taking one last look at Li Chuyi, Hao Hongwei turned around and puffed up his cheeks, trying to spit on Dao Yanming's face.

I, Fourth Master Hao, can't kill you, but I will have to disgust you even if I die.

The intention is firm, but there is no chance to come true.

The moment he turned back, Dao Yanming guessed what he was thinking, and pushed forward with force to let Li Chuyi's hand go deeper. Hao Hongwei was instantly swallowed up by the evil aura on Li Chuyi's body, and he did not die until he died. Can spit out that old phlegm.

Seeing his friend disappear in front of him, the warmth in his hands has not retreated, and the murderous intention is stirring in his chest, stronger than ever before. Li Chuyi knows that he shouldn't be like this, but he can't help himself.

kill him!

Kill Dao Yanming!

The whole mind is filled with this thought, and it quietly becomes the nourishment to nourish the inner demon even stronger.

"Do you hate me? Do you want to kill me?"

Dao Yanming wore a hateful smile, and he was very satisfied with Li Chuyi's condition. He could even hear the sound of Li Chuyi's heart breaking, but that was not enough. What he wanted was complete collapse.

"Hong'er!!!"

The cry of grief came from afar, and Hao Dali burst into tears.

Hao Hongwei was not his proudest son, but he was the most sensible one. Otherwise, he would not have taken care of such a huge property. How could he not feel pain when he was dying in front of him? Grind it into minced flesh, but he doesn't have the power.

He couldn't even break free from the restraints Dao Yanming put on him. He had never felt so incompetent.

"Don't worry, it's not your turn yet, take your time."

After looking at Hao Dali, Dao Yanming smiled and made another casual move, but instead of calling anyone over, he brought Li Chuyi into the crowd.

"Come on, keep killing. Every time you kill, your pain will be reduced by one point. People will be destroyed for their own sake. Why are you still hesitating?"

After saying that, he released Li Chuyi's restraints and Dao Yanming waited patiently with a smile.

Without hesitation, Li Chuyi punched him the moment the restraints were loosened. Dao Yanming was shattered by the punch, but reappeared immediately.

Killing the Dharmakaya is useless, Li Chuyi knows.

Acting rashly to kill will make you sink deeper and deeper, and Li Chuyi also knows it.

But the anger in his chest could not be stopped. After one punch, he punched him again without hesitation, chasing Dao Yanming like crazy.

Even if it was useless, he would fight just to relieve the anger in his chest.

But as he was beating, he realized something was wrong. Every time he smashed a Dao Yanming, the pain on his body was relieved. A terrifying thought suddenly appeared and made his whole body tremble. When he looked back, he saw pools of blood mist floating in the air. .

It was not Dao Yanming who was broken!

He was blinded! ! !

Looking around, I saw thousands of Dao Yanming surrounding him, the smiles on their faces were generally hateful, but the auras on their bodies were of different strengths and weaknesses.

In an instant, he understood.

It's not that the Yin Yang Dao Eye is useless, it's that there's something wrong with his soul.

His eyes were blinded by the endless killing intent, and all living things looked like Dao Yanming in his eyes. This was not caused by illusion, but by inner demons.

I understand, what’s the use?

He couldn't stop even if he wanted to.

The obsession to kill and the desire for blood continued to devastate his soul, and the sense of comfort from the soul gradually overwhelmed his reason, just like a drug addict who is addicted to drugs. He tried his best to restrain himself, But the desire of his body and soul only made him stop for a moment, and then he started to move again.

Blood is splashing.

Blood and tears are flowing.

He didn't know who died in his hands, he only knew that they were all friends.

hatred.

I hate Dao Yanming's viciousness.

If only these people could move freely, they could at least avoid them, or at least they could fight back.

But they were all restrained by Dao Yanming. Even when they were about to die, they remained motionless, like wooden stakes, holding up Dao Yanming's hateful face and wearing Dao Yanming's hateful smile, until they were shattered to pieces. Never changed.

Stop.

Please stop!

I am willing to pay any price, even if my soul is gone, just to stop!

I don’t want to kill anymore…

Silent cries echoed in my heart, no one could hear them.

The cracks in the soul are getting closer and closer, and there is no way to recover but to sink.

Someone seemed to be calling his name in the distance. Familiar faces flew through his mind. The laughter and laughter of the past were stained with blood. Li Chuyi did not dare to face them. He just wanted to find a dark corner where no one was and curl up. Just for a moment of peace.

Suddenly, his hand stopped. There was still Dao Yanming in front of him, but his hand stopped for some reason.

Li Chuyi came to his senses in a daze, and looked around with his distracted eyes. The face in front of him suddenly blurred, and a familiar face emerged.

"Ye...Uncle Ye..."

Holding his mouth and shedding blood and tears, Li Chuyi felt endlessly wronged and even more grateful.

Almost, almost made an irreparable mistake. Fortunately, I saw through Ye Zhichen's true appearance, otherwise...

He didn't dare to think about it.

"Eh? What a pure sword element!"

Dao Yanming's surprised voice rang in his ears. Li Chuyi ignored him and just looked at Ye Zhichen helplessly.

"Help me...kill me..."

Ye Zhichen looked at him with regret and opened his mouth to say something, but the next moment blood stained Li Chuyi's eyes.

"The karma is too deep, keeping you here is really a disaster."

Withdrawing his hand and wiping away the non-existent blood, Dao Yanming smiled at Li Chuyi and said, "This is too troublesome. I'll take action on your behalf. Let's continue."

"Uncle Ye...Uncle Ye! Uncle Ye, come back! No, no, no, no!!!!"

Li Chuyi burst into tears, and the mournful cry came from his murderous face, which looked very strange.

"Can you still hold on?"

Dao Yanming was slightly surprised. He thought that the original soul of this level should have collapsed long ago, but clinker could still struggle.

He turned around and looked at Dao Yanxuan and the others. The three desperate brothers and the Taoist priest holding the Jiu'e gourd put more and more pressure on him. He wanted to make the relationship between the love network and Li Chuyi more entangled. Some, but now it seems that it should not be delayed for long.

"Forget it, if we add the four of them later, we won't be short of these few people."

After making up his mind, Dao Yanming grabbed Li Chuyi and came to a "Dao Yanming". With a wave of his hand, his face changed, revealing Mu Xueqing's true face.

"What are you going to do! Don't kill her!"

As if he hadn't heard anything, Dao Yanming slapped the palm with a calm face, and the person immediately collapsed, leaving only a few drops of blood floating in front of his eyes.

Without waiting for Li Chuyi to react, he grabbed Li Chuyi and came to another person, and slapped him with the same palm. The moment before the person was broken, Hao Erye's cynical face was revealed.

Cry, plead, curse until numb.

As he fought all the way, familiar faces disappeared in front of his eyes. Li Chuyi wanted to close his eyes several times, but his eyes were kept open due to the inner demons, blooming with desire and joy.

The inner demons are constantly devouring the self, and the strong thoughts of self-destruction are aggravating the process. Until Hao Youxiao's face appeared in front of him, watching that sinful palm slapped down on his head, and watching the beautiful woman give him a last smile, Li Chu's eyes went dark, his soul completely collapsed, and his whole person was completely immersed in endless emotions. Darkness, the spark of self is annihilated deep in the soul.

In the endless darkness, he did not hear the roar of the Taoist priest, nor did he see a gourd annihilating Dao Yanming into nothing.

He is tired.

I don’t want to struggle anymore.

The miracle Wushuang mentioned before his death did not appear, his prayers were useless, and the gods and Buddhas did not save him.

"Do you give up now?"

A voice asked in his ear.

Li Chuyi ignored it, curled up and buried his head deeply in the darkness, just wanting to escape from everything.

"There's no use running away."

Anyone can say nice things and say nice things. So what if he doesn't escape? Can he still kill Dao Yanming and resurrect the dead resentful soul?

"Giving up means the end. Only if you don't give up can you have hope."

Look, I'm still talking nice words, I've tried my best, but the old thief is too poisonous and too strong, so what can I do if I don't give up?

People have been plotting for tens of millions of years, but I only had a few decades. All kinds of calculations were only within their control. The old monsters that I tried so hard to release were killed by me, and I didn't even stir up a single wave. I still have What solutions can be thought of, and what reasons can we cling to?

tired.

I just want to rest.

"But what about your friends? What about your relatives? What about the people you love and the people who love you?"

If you ask me who is going to go, I don’t want this either!

The young master has been practicing cultivation since he was a child, and he has always wanted to earn some money to buy a good piece of land and support his prodigal master to support himself in his old age, but what is the result?

The people who want to kill me are running out one by one, each one more powerful than the other and more treacherous than the last. Even the master who has never suffered a loss has been deceived. I am just a fat man waiting to die. I What can he do?

There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me. Is it true what the Taoist said?

The problem is that the young master is not the emperor at all, why are these ruthless people still unwilling to let me go?

"Life is like this. Everyone's experience is different. The same thing is that there are ups and downs. Some adversities really make people despair, but yin and yang embrace blessings and misfortunes. No matter how desperate things are, there will be hope and there will be hope. It’s a great day.”

There are a lot of great principles, but it is all in vain.

If you are completely manipulated and applauded, how can you be so happy? It’s almost better to accept your fate!

"You really think so?"

Too lazy to talk to you.

"Are you sure you want to give up?"

It's so noisy that even though I'm dead, my ears are still not clear. Doesn't it mean that people don't know anything after they die?

"Because you're not dead yet."

That means I fainted. I want to die. Is there any way?

"I can't help you if I do. You didn't wake me up because of thoughts of death, and I can't bear to see you turn into a walking corpse and harm all living things."

I wake you up...eh?

He slowly raised his head, and in the darkness, he saw a tall old man with white hair and a childish face sitting cross-legged in front of him, with a warm and kind smile on his face. He even narrowed his eyes when he looked up.

Li Chuyi was confused.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Who are you?"

The old man's smile remained unchanged, he made a fingerprint and bowed slightly to salute.

"I'm three yuan, long time no see."

"..."

"Ancestor... Grandmaster???!!!"