Watching Bai Cang calmly turn away, Luo Zhenren felt a chill run down his spine, as if even his soul was about to be frozen.
He truly couldn't imagine how Bai Cang, at his current age and with so many years of cultivation, could have developed such terrifying killing intent, and how many more people he would have to kill to quell the murderous rage within him.
Are there really such people born with a knack for killing?
Although he came from Heshan Dao, Master Luo, who considered himself a "technical talent," simply couldn't understand the thoughts of this "fierce person."
That night, in the quiet room, the moonlight was as white as frost.
The faint scent of sandalwood lingers, seemingly bringing peace and tranquility to the mind.
However, Bai Cang sat upright on the futon, surrounded by the calming sandalwood incense, but what flowed through his heart was a deep and pure killing intent.
He sat there with a cold, lifeless expression, like a clay or wooden sculpture, showing no signs of life.
But the murderous intent surging within him, the unending flow of hot blood like the Yangtze River, was playing a raging symphony of fury amidst the boiling flames.
His rage was boundless, his killing intent was chilling, and his murderous aura was bone-chilling. His motionless body was like a volcano about to erupt, with surging and intense emotions swirling around him, making it difficult for anyone to contain them.
Raging flames seemed to threaten to burn him to ashes.
A terrifying killing intent seemed to freeze his heart, turning it into a desolate and frigid ice of eternity.
That bloodthirsty impulse made him wish he could transform into a streak of light and charge towards the battlefield of Baiman Mountain.
However, Bai Cang remained unmoved. Instead, he suppressed his impulses with an almost ruthless indifference and examined his own heart.
Only by taming the restless mind and capturing the wild will can we truly be carefree immortals!
A commoner's anger can cause blood to splatter three feet deep; an emperor's anger can cause blood to flow like a river.
But even more terrifying than the "wrath of the emperor" is the "wrath of the immortals," which can burn rivers and boil seas, destroy mountains and break peaks, annihilate the heavens and the earth, and exterminate all living beings!
He controlled his anger not because he wanted to forgive anyone, much less to "make peace" with anyone.
He simply didn't want any emotions to interfere with his thinking or control his mind, that's all.
The revenge must be taken, and the man must be killed!
However, he will never allow any uncontrollable emotions to dictate his behavior and choices.
It was precisely for this reason that Bai Cang forcibly suppressed his murderous intent and impulse, and asked Master Luo for this quiet room.
In times of great events, one must remain calm; the mortal world is a good place to temper one's heart!
Call it cruel, selfish, callous, or cold-blooded.
Bai Cang never shies away from his own heart and would never be a hypocrite who pretends to be something he's not.
He looked directly into his own heart, letting his emotions run wild, and then gathering and suppressing them one by one, all for one thing: the path of Tao!
He treated his grief, anger, murderous intent, and impulses as a valuable experience of "refining his heart in the mortal world," tempering his "heart of the Dao" to make it crystal clear and untainted by dust.
It sounds like we're profiting from human suffering, and in fact, that's exactly what it is.
"But what kind of heart is forged in this way—the heart of the Dao or the heart of a demon?"
"What about the heart of the Dao? What about the heart of the demon? Heaven is constant; it does not rise because of Yao, nor does it perish because of Jie!"
"Heaven created all things, including man, yet man has nothing to save it. Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Those who are kind to me are kind, and those who are hateful to me are evil. Good and evil are merely a matter of the mind, so why bother to care?"
"Compassion and love are the weakest and most useless things!"
"Give me a heart to kill, nurture my boundless demonic intent, and what fear is there of not achieving the Great Dao?"
"Kill those who obey me, kill those who defy me. All living beings in heaven and earth are subject to my slaughter. Slaughter, kill, kill, kill! Slaughter to create a bright and just world!"
"Killing one is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand makes one a hero, but killing nine million makes one the hero of heroes!"
"A man who roams freely between heaven and earth, whose heart is filled with violence, is ready to kill."
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A myriad of emotions surged and swirled within Bai Cang's heart, like a boat adrift on a raging sea, causing his clarity and reason to sway and waver like turbid water in the wind.
Countless scenes, seemingly without end.
Thoughts flashed by, numerous and complex, rising and falling like grains of sand in the Ganges, soaring and disappearing like wild horses.
But in the end, all of this returned to calm, all thoughts vanished, revealing a bright and radiant "Dao Heart," clear and transparent like a pearl.
"Hold your heart as if walking on thin ice, and do things with courage and diligence."
Bai Cang muttered to himself, as if a new standard had been set in motion, restraining his unrestrained and unbridled thoughts, leaving him without the slightest confusion.
Whether it's an "anchor point" or a coordinate, why would it be such an inconvenient thing?
Even when looking back at the "disappearance" of Zhang He, Sun Hongbo, and others, Bai Cang felt a sense of "peace and tranquility," without any further impulse.
Even when he was making great strides, he already knew that sooner or later they would be unable to keep up with him and would become passersby in his long life.
Dying of old age or being killed doesn't really make much difference.
However, this does not mean that Bai Cang changed his mind, lost his murderous intent, or decided not to seek revenge.
only……
"Do not act rashly out of anger; always act with caution, and you will live a long and healthy life!"
"Never fight a battle unprepared, so as to prevent reckless actions!"
Bai Cang's mind raced, a series of ideas flashing through his mind as he formulated a comprehensive plan, considering all sorts of possible "unexpected events".
Finally, he shook his sleeves and walked firmly out of the quiet room.
However, he immediately stopped, and as his sleeves billowed, a ghostly white bone banner was planted in the quiet room.
Bai Cang was well aware of Luo Zhenren's thoughts, worried that the "empty city ploy" would be exposed and that the battle on Baiman Mountain would be lost before the outcome was decided.
That's why he spoke up to comfort Bai Cang, wanting him to stay and guard the main gate of the temple.
Of course, Bai Cang would not do what he wanted, retreating and acting cowardly, leaving a shadow on his "Dao Heart".
Does Luo Zhenren really not want to avenge Luo Jin?
It's not that I'm unwilling, but that I'm simply unable to do so!
However, for Bai Cang, this matter was not mutually exclusive.
Letting Xiao Nie stay behind to guard the mountain gate would not only fulfill Master Luo's wishes, but also leave himself a way out. Why not do it?
Anyway, as Bai Cang's cultivation and strength increased, the Ghostly White Bone Banner, which he once regarded as his trump card, gradually became useless. It would be better to "use it in two ways".
Most importantly, through the transit of the "Pot Heaven World", he can also call upon Xiao Nie's power at any time to perform the "borrowing of power from a distance" without having to carry it with him.
With this in mind, Bai Cang raised his hand and left a coordinate on the Ghostly White Bone Banner.
Then, with a leap, he vanished into thin air.
We will go to the Hundred Barbarian Mountains, shatter countless peaks, behead all our enemies, and drink the blood of our mighty foe!
What if they never come back? Impossible, absolutely impossible.
The way to win is to bully the weak, escalate the situation, and then retreat and flee when things turn sour.
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