His understanding direction is to destroy the sword intent. He wants to reach the level of Jinse, and strive to experience it personally, the so-called soul-killing of the heart.

A burst of violent aura appeared on He An.

As He An began to understand the intent of destruction of the sword.

The bamboo forest of enlightenment no longer sways in an instant.

Because this aura is exactly the same as that little killer god.

Even if it is now "strength is at the root", facing these bamboo bullyers, it dares not take action. After all, everyone in this place has cut themselves off.

No, the one who bullies the bamboo in the center did not cut it, but the one who bullies the bamboo is the real culprit.

What is the ability to bully bamboo?

Zhu Ling knows not much, but when facing these bamboo bullies, it must understand, think about the painful experience after birth, and think about the culprit of all evil.

Before it was formed, in the long ancient memory, a man cut it down with his sword, overwhelmingly, overwhelmingly, unyieldingly covering the sky, and it fell down with the sword.

Then there was another seemingly serious middle-aged man, and it fell down again.

Later, in ancient memory, a ghost-faced man cut it into pieces without saying a word, and the bamboo poles were broken into powder.

Afterwards, another man killed himself into a scum with one punch.

This is its ancient and ancient memory, and in his memory, there is always someone watching silently by the lake.

Then, the bystander carved and wrote it on the stone tablet, and it began to feel nourished and absorbed something different.

So, it began to trace the roots, but the more it traced the roots, the more it was resistant to this person.

Because, being cut down every time, watching every time, the iron-beating bystander, the flowing bamboo chopper

The source of all evil.

Afterwards, although they were not chopped again, they all wanted to chop themselves.

The little brat who was yelling to chop him up.

There is also the wise man who has no cards and is simply a scum, but it is also as he finished rubbing the man that he feels that he can express some meaning.

At the same time, its nightmare officially began. When the little demon knew his thoughts, it had no chance of running away.

In the end, I resisted everything with tears in my eyes.

The more Zhu Ling thinks about it, the more he feels that his growth history is all about tears, tears... Where did I learn this word?

Could it be self-realization?

It seems that my life is really sad.

Zhu Lingduo imagined that he would move freely in the setting sun, and remained calm in the night.

It doesn't want to have a name at all, and it just wants to grow safely.

Instead of living in fear every day like now.

Zhu Ling, who is enlightened, has a lot of thoughts and sighs that this life is in tragedy.

"Don't cry, I'll let them not cut you down."

At this moment, a gentle sound suddenly made the auspicious cloud tremble, and the thoughts disappeared without a trace.

“……”

The whole auspicious cloud was trembling.

He An touched his nose. There was no time to practice. A few days passed by. He suddenly realized something and realized the destruction of the sword intent. He improved a lot.

Feeling the voice of the bamboo forest, he felt really miserable.

However, I can also consider knowing the process of the birth of the bamboo spirit, and being cut down by those who understand the sword intent every day, and some true intentions are left on the land.

The true meaning enters the root and changes slowly, this is the root.

What is the special nature of Tao gives bamboo spirit the opportunity to break out of the shell, and some residual rhyme enters the bamboo forest, thus living creatures.

Then new bamboo shoots appeared, and some old bamboos also gradually gained true meaning under the influence of the new bamboo shoots from the roots.

Finally, there was the five-star "Treasure Boy" Li Si, who let the bamboo spirit express his meaning.

Let Jinse communicate with him.

Zhu Ling’s life is really miserable.

He An thought about it, and he felt speechless. If you use two words to evaluate Zhu Ling’s life, then there are only two words to describe it. It’s so miserable.

"I didn't know your existence before. If you believe me, you will never harm you. Really, I'll tell them not to cut..." He An whispered softly, but as he spoke, he did not continue, because it seemed that cutting was prohibited before, but it was still cut.

The Enlightenment Bamboo Spirit had no intention of coming out, as if it had disappeared without a trace.

"Let's talk." He An's voice was very soft.

There is still no movement, He An has no choice but to hide it now, but how much he was hurt before.

"It's okay if you don't have a chat now. Then I'll first understand the sword intent. When my time is over, you will see if I perform well." He An patted his chest and spoke with a firm tone.

Seeing that there was still no movement, He An slowly closed his eyes again. After all, doubled the extension bonus and he had to make full use of this time.
Chapter completed!