Making mistakes is an extremely common thing.
If a gentleman accidentally makes a small mistake, it is not a bad thing, but a good thing that can cultivate virtue.
Because only by making mistakes can we recognize our mistakes and reflect on them, and then improve ourselves.
Shen Xingzhu once heard the teacher who taught at Freedom Hill say:
To be happy to hear about mistakes, to know one's mistakes and not to be afraid to correct them, this is the way of a gentleman.
But at this moment, for Shen Xingzhu herself, she had undoubtedly committed a huge mistake that was enough to tarnish her Taoist heart and was almost irreparable.
She shouldn't have taken action.
Shen Xingzhu thought, she was obviously very calm, she felt that her mind and consciousness were not shaken at all, her soul was high above the sea of consciousness, like Guanyin looking down at all living beings, knowing clearly that she should not be so impulsive no matter what.
However……
Shen Xingzhu's gaze moved along the sword.
Her hand holding the sword was shaking.
The amplitude of the shaking is so tiny that it is undetectable, but it is an objective fact that exists.
She is still too young...
Even though he is a contemporary disciple of Xuanshen Dao, at the age of only 22, he has already reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm and is half a step above the third rank. He is a rare genius in the world who dominates his peers.
She was destined to attain sainthood with a flawless body and take charge of the Xuanshen Dao sect. She should have had pure eyes and no other thoughts in her heart.
Nothing in the world can be her bondage.
However, when the disguise that had always worked for her, the illusion that no one could see through, was exposed, she still found it difficult to control her emotions.
Anger, even murderous intent.
In particular, the one who burst this bubble was not her master who cut off three hundred years of time with a sword and destroyed the Daqi Dynasty, nor was it the proud son of heaven she had met in the past.
And he turned out to be a cultivator in the Enlightenment Realm who was almost the same as an ordinary person!
In fact, this person is now a prisoner in shackles, unable to protect himself!
She is an eternal star in the sky, a candle on earth, and there is a world of difference between her and such a despicable person. It is a humiliation to her.
Shen Xingzhu couldn't bear the fact that he was exposed by such a person. All his fig leaves were torn off after just one encounter.
Her most proud yet most unbearable dark side was held in the palm of this person's hand and became a handle.
How is this possible?
There is only one chance to kill and silence someone.
He is trying to blackmail me. He is a despicable villain and deserves to die.
The battle outside the city was delayed for seven days because of him, and countless lives were lost. It was all his fault, all because of his selfish desire to survive.
He was a cultivator, but the one who died because of him was a mortal. He was bullying the weak and should be beheaded.
She could have briefly deceived her own heart and easily erased her only stain.
But unfortunately, Chen Kuang dodged the sword.
so……
She made a mistake, a huge mistake.
The lofty and nascent Dao heart was covered with a layer of fine dust the moment Chen Kuang said those words.
A huge wave was set off in the sea of consciousness, impacting the white jade-like soul high in the sea of consciousness, and with a "crack", it shattered into a crack.
The white jade is shattered and no longer flawless!
Don’t kill or save, don’t listen or persuade. Encourage them if there is a way, kill them if there is no way.
All four are violated.
She has ruined her own path.
Chen Kuang saw that the black-clothed woman in front of him, who had been as calm as ice and unmoved as if the world were falling, suddenly had a violent look in her eyes and her sword-holding hand began to tremble.
Delicate hands, well-proportioned shoulders, and then that slender body.
The layer of green veil that had always been blurred on her face was about to fall off, and the outline of that beautiful and cold face could be vaguely seen.
If Chen Kuang were to describe this situation, it might be more accurate—
She was broken.
Chen Kuang smiled brightly, reached out and pressed on the sword that pierced his body, feeling the pain in his chest caused by his silent laughter.
From the moment Shen Xingzhu made his move, he knew in his heart that this was a sure thing.
He won the bet!
That’s right, Chen Kuang did it on purpose.
Everything he said just now was not reasonable, but he was deliberately repeating "I am going to reveal your true face to the public", exaggerating the risks of the matter in order to anger Shen Xingzhu.
Among the experiences imparted by Huo Hengxuan, it was mentioned that "Tao" is not illusory, but the key to becoming a saint.
Only by cultivating the state of mind in the sea of consciousness, concentrating the heart of Tao, integrating knowledge and action, and gaining the recognition of this world, can one realize the mysterious "Tao".
This is the threshold to the upper three grades, the Xuanxuan realm.
After knowing that Shen Xingzhu was lying, Chen Kuang understood that he had this one and only chance to try to control Shen Xingzhu.
She uses the Tao as bait to fish for all living beings.
Chen Kuang used himself as bait to lure the enemy into a trap.
Of course, he didn't dare to gamble his life casually. He was betting that the passive skill "Spur of the Mood" could save his life in a critical moment.
And relying on his abnormal recovery ability, he has a high probability of surviving.
The winner is determined by the sword.
"Ahem... Fairy Shen, can you please pull out the sword?"
Chen Kuang smiled and coughed twice. He felt his mouth was full of blood and there was a feeling of breathing pressure and air leakage.
This feeling is quite familiar to him.
It is estimated that this sword pierced his lung.
Before his death in his previous life, he lingered on for ten minutes with this feeling and made himself a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
The shadow of death is of course there, but at this moment there is more joy brought by the turnaround.
Although there were some deviations in the process, fortunately the result was good.
Even better than expected.
There is no need to sow discord, as he has now become an insurmountable obstacle on the road to becoming a fairy.
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