The mature and seasoned Ms. Wan, who cooks delicious food;
The mad demon, Uncle Tai;
Xiao Qi, who likes slacking off and playing video gas;
A boy lying in a transparent box, deprived of emotions;
The neighborly virtual Songstress full of youthful energy, singing with peculiar effects;
And, uh, a crystal butt plug... let’s not dwell on that, it’s easy to encourage Demon Thoughts, let’s skip that, skip it.
Scene after scene, mont after mont, each one;
Wang Jixuan’s Dao Heart suddenly cald down.
He found himself entering a particularly mysterious state, as if observing his body parts from a third-person perspective, with all his sensory organs regaining perception.
He seed to see another version of himself.
No other soul, nor any Heart Demon was at play.
It was just himself;
The self that was obsessed with becoming immortal;
The self that attempted to taste the mundane world and started falling for it;
The self that loved to delve into the Refining Skill, but always ended up with exploded furnaces during Alchemy attempts;
And now, the self that fell into madness, knowing only slaughter, seemingly controlled by Devil Skill’s influence, was also him.
Devil Skill was rely a Cultivation Technique that magnified his inner desires.
The desire to destroy, to slaughter, to tornt, to fear, to startle, to delight...
The so-called demons are actually just desires that one cannot manage, resonating with the Dao Heart.
Hadn’t he realized this before?
While eradicating Old Sophie, he grasped that in one thought he could beco Buddha, in another he could beco Demon; now it was just the complexity that increased, the Demon Thoughts losing control while he just regained so rationality.
Wang Jixuan quietly watched himself slaughter the Blade Beast.
He felt no sympathy for the Blade Beast and not a trace of guilt from within.
This, in fact, was the premise for his ability to think calmly.
Demon Cultivators are not completely indulged in demons;
Although many well-known Experts among them eventually beca Devils.
However, the Cultivation Skill of the Demon Sect is rather about cultivators controlling their Demon Thoughts, refining their Demon Thoughts.
Buddhist cultivators pursue a Buddha Heart free of blemish, living in dust and not stained by it, and many Buddhist monasteries require disciples to clear their minds and desires;
But even among the Buddhist sects, there exists the practice of joyful ditation.
And they, in Wangxian Valley, belong to the Taoist lineage...
What is the Tao?
Nature.
Aren’t the seven emotions and six desires naturally present in people?
All sorts of negative emotions, and every kind of desire, are they not innately present within themselves?
Why fear them like tigers, it’s okay to accept this side of oneself.
His experiences are so peculiar, unprecedented by the elders of the sect, and thus their experiential talks cannot effectively apply.
Wang Jixuan’s sea of consciousness was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly he let that glimr of reason explode, sinking into the darkness.
Suddenly nurous noises rang in his ears;
Creatures wailing in lantation, while he continued to sink.
Regret and unwillingness surged back and forth;
Happiness and loss swayed from side to side;
None of them are ;
All of them are .
Poor Daoist Wang Jixuan;
Wishes for the weary mundane world to slow, wishes to grasp the moon in the skies as an immortal.
Unrestrained, fearless, rootless, floating, without opponents.
Wang Jixuan’s sea of consciousness suddenly blossod with golden light;
The desire to kill was still raging, and in the center of the sea of consciousness, a thin human figure appeared, wearing simple jeans and a white vest, sitting there quietly ditating.
A dark shadow appeared on the left, while a Taoist in a cyan robe appeared on the right, the two exchanged glances, then vanished with a bang.
Rolling Demonic Qi suddenly surged towards that thin human figure, which absorbed all of it, yet still remained unblemished, with a slight smile at the corner of the mouth.
Wang Jixuan’s body was presently standing quietly on the corpse of the King-level Blade Beast.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils full of coldness.
If previously he was slaughtering unconsciously, then now...
He did it intentionally.
"Dear, go back for healing, Lao Fu, you guys retreat."
Wang Jixuan suddenly spoke, his figure darting forward, flying swords flashed around him, while the rolling Demonic Qi beca even more ferocious.
"I’m fine now, while the Demonic Qi hasn’t been fully refined by , kill more Blade Beasts.
"Mu Dan, prepare to assist ."
The ’Over Hundred Per Year’ blitz squad, just about to perform an aerial drop with Gao Huating, barely stopped their movents.
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