MM Racing Chapter 315
Chapter 315
A bright moon, hanging at night!
All True Teaching!
Hall of Precepts!
Zhao Zhijing knelt on the futon, facing a portrait of a Taoist ancestor, and on the table below, a cigarette curled up.
And around, there are ten stone tablets, engraved with the ten precepts written by Wang Chongyang himself.
Disciples of the Hall of Precepts, guarding outside the door.
"Isn't he Uncle Wang's first apprentice, why did he come here?"
"I heard that it seems that he made an unauthorized move and was punished by Uncle Wang!"
"Hey, he deserves it, he usually likes to be in the limelight, this time King Jing is here, he must want to show it!"
"King Jing will take a fancy to him?"
The two disciples at the door were talking in a whisper, gloating and watching a good show.
The seven sons of Quanzhen have different philosophies, which naturally makes the disciples they teach not completely single-minded.
It's not hard to see why.
All the people who started the sect thought about how to carry it forward.
But where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the differentiation of a sect is very common.
For example, "North and South Shaolin"!
For example, the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect of the Huashan Sect!
All are remnants of internal differentiation.
The reason is simple.
The more branches, the more distant the relationship.
This can be explained by blood relations.
The grandfather gave birth to two sons, who were brothers, and their respective sons were cousins.
Then continue to spread out, and the descendants will become distant brothers, and the blood relationship will become weaker and weaker.
The same is true within the Quanzhen Sect.
The seven sons of Quanzhen each took in disciples.
The relationship between disciples and grandchildren is also getting weaker and weaker.
They are all "distant brothers".
As long as the relationship between them is far away, there will inevitably be competition.
In addition, three days before Chinese New Year's Eve every year, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect will compare martial arts, similar to a year-end exam.
There is no first in this article, and there is no second in martial arts.
Since 507 is still within the competition, who doesn't pinch it?
Because Zhao Zhijing started early and practiced martial arts early, his martial arts have always been in the first place among the third generation of disciples.
But this person is quite arrogant to the flattery of his superiors and to the rest of the brothers.
In addition, he is narrow-minded.
He often reprimanded other disciples who were not under the king's office.
That is, there are martial arts, but there is no martial virtue.
This will naturally make other fellow students jealous and unhappy.
In normal times, everyone is afraid of his martial arts and identity, and he can endure it.
Now when I saw him punished, it was like a bad breath.
Sometimes, happiness is built on the bad luck and pain of others.
Although the laughter of the guard disciples was very low, Zhao Zhijing could still roughly guess what they were talking about.
This made his face dull, and he felt as if he had been slapped hard, and he felt uncomfortable.
"Why!"
"I'm obviously doing it for the good of my teacher!"
"Why should I suffer this shame?"
Zhao Zhijing, who was holding a pen to copy the precepts, was full of resentment in his heart.
In his opinion, he was not wrong at all, it was all Wang Chuyi's fault.
When people are resentful, their hearts are often filled with all kinds of negative emotions.
These emotions, if not properly relieved, often become a person's inner demons.
makes people's reason and three views gradually distorted.
Abandon morality, ethics, etc., and become a foreign demon.
Or rather.
In everyone's heart, there is a [demon].
It's just that this [demon] will be bound by worldly things such as human reason and etiquette.
However, as long as there are evil thoughts such as greed, hatred, and ignorance, the bound [demons] will be released.
At this time, Zhao Zhijing didn't notice that his eyes emitted a trace of red light, lingering with a faint black gas.
His state of mind was rapidly deteriorating.
Normally, it is just a small "grievance", and it will not arouse Zhao Zhijing's demons.
But if there is an external force, it is not necessarily.
Zhao Zhijing didn't notice it.
Zhao Wuxian received him when he went down the mountain.
and talked all the way, after showing his desire for power and wealth.
In his heart, a demon seed was planted.
This heart demon seed has absorbed Zhao Zhijing's seven emotions and six desires, and all kinds of negative emotions have grown rapidly.
Under Zhao Zhijing's heart lake, wisps of black roots spread, seemingly blinding Zhao Zhijing's heart.
It draws on the power of Zhao Zhijing's inner demons.
Quietly, a black lotus phantom bloomed like a firework.
In the tomb of the living dead, in the chamber of secrecy.
Zhao Wuxian was absorbing the Qi of the Nine Yin from Lin Chaoying's body, fusing with the dantian to form a chaotic true element.
His dantian is as wide as heaven and earth.
Below is a sea of different colors.
Above is the interior of the haunting nebula.
In the middle, a chaotic, gray mist swirled.
If you look inside, you can see the entire dantian, just like a Tai Chi, which is exactly the pattern of the "Yin and Yang Immortal Sutra".
And under the inclusion of the "Yin and Yang Immortal Sutra", all martial arts have evolved in it.
Arguably.
Even if Zhao Wuxian doesn't practice now, he is getting stronger all the time, accumulating true yuan and deducing martial arts.
When Zhao Zhijing was in the lake of his heart, the black lotus flower grew.
Zhao Wuxian immediately noticed.
"It's fast!"
Zhao Wuxian condensed slightly.
The demon seed he planted for Zhao Zhijing.
It was deduced and improved by him after he practiced the "Heart Demon Yuan Fetus Dafa" to perfection.
Compared to the previous Heart Demon Seed, the new Heart Demon Seed has a stronger influence ability and faster speed.
Every heart demon seed can be transformed into a demon slave, and from its body, it can draw spiritual power to feed back.
It is equivalent to saying that a demon slave is like a leek.
Zhao Wuxian can harvest at any time.
This is very much in line with the style of the Demon Dao.
Zhao Wuxian does not attach as much importance to the difference between righteousness and evil as a person with a moral cleanliness.
A tree grows taller and receives more light.
Then its roots must go deeper into the darkness. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
No one can escape the darkness, no one can be a perfect being.
There is no such thing as a person who is completely perfect and holy.
If a person understands the light, then he should know the darkness even more.
Light and darkness are one.
Zhao Wuxian was distracted.
Zhao Zhijing, who was in the Hall of Precepts, suddenly felt that a wind was blowing around him when the resentment in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
An inexplicable chill swept through his body, making his spirit can't help but be in a trance.
Suddenly.
He found himself leaving the Hall of Discipline and appearing in a special space.
Everything around is gray.
The fog was misty, and it was impossible to see exactly where it was and what was around.
Only a long path leads to the depths of the fog.
And in the depths of the trail, there seems to be something, calling to itself.
"What's going on?"
"Did I dream?!"
Zhao Zhijing was shocked.
He squeezed his thigh hard, and there was a pain as if everything was real and not a dream.
He was a little flustered.
He had never encountered such a situation, nor had he seen any records in the classics.
It's so desolate!
The desolation frightened him.
He walked along the path in the thick fog, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, a magnificent palace appeared in front of him.
The dark and dreary palace, standing in the thick fog, seems to be above the nine heavens, exuding the vicissitudes of history.
"This is..."
Zhao Zhijing raised his head and saw the words "Heavenly Demon Palace".
"Heavenly Demon Palace!"
"It's one of the most mysterious legends of the Demon Dao?"
Zhao Zhijing was shocked in his heart.
Although the Quanzhen Sect is the right path, it is often your enemy who knows you best.
Among them, Zhao Zhijing still heard the legend of the Heavenly Demon Palace from Wang Chongyang.
I actually came to the Heavenly Demon Palace?
What's going on?
Zhao Zhijing was stunned, and after hesitating, he still raised his feet and walked into the palace.
Light and dark light are intertwined.
Zhao Zhijing's footsteps echoed in the palace.
As far as his eyes could see, two ever-bright lamps were shining, and there was a hideous golem facing the door, huge and majestic, lifelike.
Just when he looked up.
The eyes of the Heavenly Demon bloomed with a dark light and fell on him.
Rumble!
A kind of vast coercion fiercely targeted Zhao Zhijing, making him kneel down in an instant and prostrate on the ground.
Suffocate!
Gazed at with inexplicable, terrifying gaze.
Zhao Zhijing only felt as if he was about to drown.
Zhao Zhijing was terrified, and said in a panic: "The Heavenly Demon spares his life, the Heavenly Demon spares his life!"
Although he didn't know who the sculpture was, Zhao Zhijing instinctively thought that the other party might be a heavenly demon!
Just when Zhao Zhijing was at a loss.
A voice full of majesty sounded.
"Mortal, this is the inheritance place of the Heavenly Demon Palace, how can you enter here?"
Zhao Zhijing was stunned.
The place of inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Palace?
After the shock, Zhao Zhijing was ecstatic.
Heavenly Demon Palace!
Legend has it that it was the first sect of the Demon Dao that almost dominated the world!
Is it time for you to run?
I heard that people in the world who can become grandmasters all have all kinds of adventures.
It is his own ancestor, and he also had the guidance of a master before he became a monk and passed on the Taoism.
Could it be that he is the same character as his ancestor, a person who is destined to do a great job?
Hum!
That's right!
I, Zhao Zhijing, was born to be an earth-shattering character, and it is not ordinary to be small!
Zhao Zhijing had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but his face was respectful.
He prostrate and said, "Your Excellency, I am here to take the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Palace!"
"Huh!"
Zhao Wuxian looked at Zhao Zhijing, and smiled faintly in his heart, everything Zhao Zhijing saw was actually just an illusion.
This person can be used to plant it in the Quanzhen Sect on the one hand, and to conduct experiments on the other hand.
"Shura Sutra", which can communicate with the Shura Demon God outside the sky.
What about the Heavenly Demon Sutra?
Do Heavenly Demons really exist?
Zhao Wuxian was a little strange, why Zhu Yuyan and Wanwan practiced the "Heavenly Demon Dafa" and were not affected by the Heavenly Demon.
He was a little worried and hoped that it would be prevented.
Zhao Wuxian manipulates the illusion.
The huge Heavenly Demon Statue spit out majestic words and said, "If you want to obtain the Heavenly Demon Inheritance, you must go through nine tests, are you willing to accept it?"
Test?
There was a test?
Or nine!
Zhao Zhijing was delighted, and he believed in the words of this statue more and more.
If the Heavenly Demon Inheritance could be obtained simply, he would wonder if it was fake.
It's also human nature.
Zhao Wuxian had already seen through this.
Zhao Zhijing hurriedly kowtowed and said, "The disciple is willing, the disciple is willing!"