Chapter 347

Ling Yun makes people think that he is different when he is silent or when he thinks about things. Of course, this is only Chijie. When they see Ling Yun now, it is a real change for those who are familiar with Ling Yun.

After the 36th World War, Ling Yun had a conversation with the woman in black. Her white jade finger pointed to Ling Yun's heart and asked softly, "tell me again, what is good and what is evil?"

Ling Yun thought for a long time, then said: "there is no real distinction between good and evil, but there must be truth. Truth will not become truth because of a few people, nor because of the majority. But good will become good because of the weak, and become evil because of the strong. Evil will become evil because of its weakness, and good because of its strength. Truth will change because it is always looking for the balance point between good and evil. After that point, evil is evil, and good is good. "

"Is there any difference between using reason to distinguish between good and evil and what you said about the majority and the minority?" Asked the woman in black.

Instead of asking Ling Yun again, she sat on the ground and said with a smile, "there is no good or evil, no gods or demons, no heaven or earth, no me in the heart of the swordsman, but there are all living beings."

"Like a hero in a story?" Ling Yun sneered.

The woman in black doesn't care about his sneer, because she can see and understand some things, but Ling Yun may not admit it.

"It's too far for you. You don't have to think about it yet," the woman in black paused, her head resting on Ling Yun's leg. "Will Pei Lixia be angry like this?"

"Probably." Ling Yun sat down. He didn't mind the excessive behavior of the woman in black. In the thirty-six battles, there were gods, Buddhas, immortal swordsmen, scholars and demons. So Ling Yun felt that the hardest fight was not to fight or kill, but to face himself.

His heart is a magnificent world. Many people like the sunny side, but no one likes the dark side. He thinks he is pitiful. Others only think he is pitiful. Anyway, it is useless to say it or not. When he embarks on the road of cultivation, Mr. drunkard says he can practice sword, not martial arts, In fact, he has thought about the future.

The Friar's first watershed lies in Nirvana. There are many demons in his heart. Whether he can pass this level is very important. Ling Yun knows what his demons will look like, so he is thinking about how to pass that level when he doesn't know where he can go.

So in the thirty-six wars, there were three powerful demons, some of them were heart demons, some of them were people who practiced the way of demons. They were very strong, mainly because they could lead to Ling Yun's mind, which made his persistence almost broken.

But it was only these times that Ling Yun came up with some ideas about raising demons.

In heaven and earth, the most interesting opponent is never the so-called old enemy, but himself.

At the end of that conversation, Ling Yun asked the woman in black a question, "does the fairy sister know what fireworks are like?"

She did not answer, but gently point the eyebrow of Ling Yun, gently said: "that also have to I want to know will know, but I don't want to know."

She has always been so headstrong, many things are just whether she wants to or not, and it will not be for anyone, whether the ancient heaven is destroyed or the gods are destroyed, in fact, in his view, it is not a big thing.

As for the other sword, she had some impression, but it was not much. Just as he knew himself, it was not much. It was only that the swordsman was two masters and apprentices after all, and she was better.

Ling Yun points to his heart position and smiles gently. The immortal doesn't taste the smell of fireworks in the world. How can I not be the immortal guest in the world?

The seven emotions and six desires are all demons. The monk ascended the mountain to cut off the seven emotions and six desires. Ling Yun murmured, "are you powerful or am I?"

……

Sheng Brown state in a red city of housing, Lingyun suddenly raised his head, deep in the eyes of a strange flash of evil, fleeting.

In his heart, Ling Yun looked at a child standing on the dark side. He bent down and looked at the child. "When I was a child, I was so cute, but I could not help being indifferent to the evil and the beauty was not enough."

"If you don't know how to praise people, don't put scallion in the pig's nose." Said the little boy in black in a cold voice.

Lingyun in white is very surprised. Good guy, he was so overbearing when he was a child. No wonder he was so divine in his heart, but he was the most restrained. It's strange that ordinary children can hold on to such things.

Lingyun in white, with both hands on his back, straightened up and looked at the little boy in black, said with a smile: "how about we make a bet? If you win, I'll take a step back. If I win, I'll take a step back. How about that?"

"Bet on what?" The little boy in black embraces with both hands and is rebellious.

Ling Yun in White said with a smile: "naturally, it's gambling. When the main player comes in, who will win or lose in your first fight." Ling Yun in white suspended in the air and knocked his legs like sitting in a rocking chair. "I bet you lose."

The boy in black tilts his head and is proud of himself. Maybe Ling Yun developed it when he was very young. He tilts his head, squints his eyes and raises his mouth slightly. "It's not you who keep this sea of heart. Naturally, you can't make a decision. If you want to deceive me, you're still young."

After a pause, the little boy in black continued: "we all know the root and the bottom, so we don't play those twists and turns. Naturally, I can bet with you, but the chips don't give way to each other. If I win, you will throw the little devil over there for me to eat."

"Well," said Ling Yun in white with a smile, "then I won?"

"If he can hold me down, there will be nothing for me."

No wonder Ling Yun can do business like this. It's a business that doesn't suffer losses. Ling Yun in white holds his forehead. He's a corner of Ling Yun's future road. But it's not Ling Yun's real spiritual consciousness. But the child in black is really Ling Yun's spiritual demons. It should be that Ling Yun began to do such things when he began to practice.

But he never knew this idea, so Ling Yun in white felt that Ling Yun's heart was unfathomable and his vision was long-term, which few people could match.

Ling Yun has been nurturing the demons in his heart and observing his own heart with the demons. While he is conforming to the evil thoughts in his heart, he is also cutting off the evil thoughts. Only the little boy in black knows it, but he has nothing to do. There is no reason why the friars don't care about the demons, and Ling Yun really doesn't care.

Because his bigger idea is that good and evil are at both ends and act in the middle. Both good and evil are me. That is to say, the heart devil has swallowed his own master, and the heart devil is Lingyun, which will never change. Therefore, this is one of the main reasons why Lingyun is invincible.

At a higher level, Ling Yun doesn't care about the demons. Although he is modest and sometimes shameless, he is more arrogant than anyone in the face of himself. He doesn't allow himself to be worse today than tomorrow, and doesn't allow his demons to control his thoughts and emotions, because he is Ling Yun.

In fact, Ling Yun didn't realize these things, but after a long time and a long time, he naturally didn't care.

When Ling Yun's spiritual consciousness was deep in his heart, he took a look at the little boy in black and said with a smile, "long time no see, the first time I saw him, I used to look pretty."

The boy in black is very alert. Ling Yun shakes his clothes and looks at Ling Yun in white. Then he says, "I know what I looked like when I was a child. I was born in the frontier battlefield, and my father is a famous poison man. Naturally, I was influenced by him when I was a child, and I was always wiser. So other children probably remember four or five years old. I should remember earlier."

"Children don't have the concept of good and evil and right and wrong, so they need guidance. In fact, I killed earlier. You know this very well," Ling Yun looked at the little boy in black. "So later, you rarely killed yourself. After eating chicken, duck and fish, you would say silently," sorry, those uncles and brothers in the military camp, because they laughed at you. "

"Now you can tell yourself what you've done, what you've seen, that's why you're so scared?" Ling Yun said with a smile.

"Don't say it," said the boy in black

Do you really think he is a little kid who doesn't know anything?

In this dark sea of hearts, Ling Yun's dark thoughts, or more accurately, the existence of his own permission, is to make his mind more perfect and his mood more perfect.

Lingyun said to Lingyun in white: "in fact, I don't know very well. When I was a child, I didn't deserve beating."

Of course, there are some problems, but it's definitely not because of personality, but... Some other things, their little things, their parents' big things.

Lingyun in white squatted on one side, supporting his side face and said: "children always don't speak very well, most of them are used to it. Just have a fight."

Ling Yun was beaten when he was a child. When he was a student, he was just fooling around with his elder brother, so his adoptive mother always beat him together. He didn't like to talk much, and he didn't like to say anything. So when the elder brother screamed to death, Ling Yun just suffered in silence, and his elder brother was beaten more severely.

Fortunately, the two children are not very fond of crying, which is a good thing.

"People have demons. How can you kill me?" The boy in black has a shriveled mouth.

Ling Yun was not in a hurry to answer him, but said to Ling Yun in white: "you have some practice methods of demon clan. Do you want me to practice them, so as not to show too much footwork and burp farts directly in the wild world."

Seeing that he was ignored, the little boy in black scolded angrily, "if it were not me or you, I would give you two sentences."

Ling Yundan said: "who told me that I came here to kill you? I'm not a God. What do you care about?"

Looking at Ling Yun, the little boy in black was really not worried, so he asked, "you are only two realms now. If you are not strong enough, I will not be strong enough, or we will fight again when we wait for nirvana?"

"Why fight? There's no reason in the world to fight yourself," Ling Yun said to Ling Yun in white. "You slap yourself, face pain and hand pain are secondary, but naokuo'er must have a problem."

"To scold you is not to scold myself," muttered Ling Yun. "If you suffer, you have to shut up later."

He pointed to the little boy in black and said, "you see, I was pretty good-looking when I was a child."

Lingyun in white and Lingyun squatted down, folded their hands in their sleeves. Lingyun in white tilted his head and said, "shameless hand, I really can't teach you."

"A lot of knowledge in the world can be learned without a teacher," Ling Yun suddenly stood beside the little boy in black, on the dark sea of heart. "Before that, I had been afraid of the devil's attack. Now I want to understand that this is not a big deal."

The little boy in black, with his hands on his back, walked around Lingyun for several times. "When I grow up, it's strange. I don't want to grow up."

"All said don't scold yourself," Ling Yun propped his chin, "since then you will be the master of this sea of hearts, I call you the little overlord of mohai?"

The little boy in black spat on Lingyun's face. A cold color flashed in Lingyun's eyes. The little boy in black held his hands and said with pride, "Oh, evil thoughts?"

In fact, Ling Yun didn't have many bad ideas when he was a child. Most of them were arrogant and arrogant. Of course, the children in black here were not as simple as Ling Yun when he was a child, but really combined all the negative aspects of Ling Yun.

Lingyun standing place, such as water washed the ink, gradually showing white color, in that white circle, there are grass, flowers, colorful.

Ling Yun said softly, "compare good and evil to gods and demons. Good is Gods and evil is demons."

"My heart is the colorful color of the world, all the seven emotions and six desires are in this list," Ling Yun said softly. He moved his steps slowly, like a heavy snow falling on the dark earth, opening a broad road to the paradise.

The little boy in black heard the sound of turning books and chanting scriptures. He looked at Ling Yun in surprise and raised his hand and said, "today, I'm young."

Ling Yun shrugged and said, "I'm not here to deal with you. I'm just verifying some of my ideas."

"What do you want to do?"

Ling Yun said with a smile before leaving the sea of hearts: "Guess!"

I guess your uncle, I guess if I could feel where you need to hop here, I would have been successful. After Lingyun left, Lingyun in white also returned to his resting place, and he didn't fight for so long.

After each of them had quit, the little boy in black stood next to a skinny boy, "I can't guess what he thought."

"It's not strong enough, even less understanding."

The boy in black sighed, turned into a stream of black smoke, and integrated into the boy's body. The boy looked down at the dark sea, and the sea began to boil. He frowned and fought with Lingyun benzun, but they didn't know what he was thinking, even if it was a clue, so they would not be so passive.

Ling Yun opened his eyes, and his aura, like the trickle of a river, entered the broad channels of Ling Yun. It was regarded as making up for the consumption of his mind. He stood up and looked at the red scenery on the top of the mountain, and murmured, "I am the one who cooked all the fireworks in the world."