Chapter 217: Wash away the killing with the worldly affairs, wash away the evil spirit with fireworks



Qingxuan thought about it again and again, and finally loosened his fist.

The opponent had not recovered his cultivation, and was still in the state of a newly reincarnated soul. In this state, he might be 37-37 against multiple foundation-building cultivators. If Qingxuan, who was already infinitely close to the Nascent Soul, was attacked, he might be killed.

He glanced at Li Yi, only to see that the other party did not make any move and was still folding the paper figure in his hand.

Those paper figures slightly caught his attention. Paper had no spirituality at all. It was just an ordinary piece of paper, but the immortal cast some kind of spell during the folding process. It seemed to be the long-lost soul-transforming hundred-folding technique of Qianji Sect, but it also seemed not to be.

Qingxuan was immediately attracted by the simple origami figures and ignored He Kun.

These origami figures may look simple from the outside, but if you look closely, you may find endless mysteries. There are countless ways of doing things, and the circulation of spiritual energy is like foam, layer upon layer, unclear at first glance, and then hidden in an instant.

The most surprising thing is the control he has. His control over spiritual energy is almost at the level of Tao, without even the slightest fluctuation.

Controlling the spiritual energy within a small space, a hair stands on the lake waves but cannot be moved by the wind.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more emphasis is placed on returning to the original state. Specifically, for cultivators, this means cultivating all their own auras. If a cultivator who is one level lower than oneself cannot detect one's true or false state, or even does not notice oneself at all, this can be called perfection.

On the contrary, the bigger the noise caused, the more it shows that one’s skills are not very good.

After folding a paper figure, Li Yi turned his head and looked at He Kun, saying, "Elder He, what do you think of the world today? Countless powerful geniuses have been reincarnated over the past tens of thousands of years. Now there are probably more than a thousand Yuanying people, and at least a dozen people who have reached the Divine Transformation stage."

Hearing this, He Kun's expression became a little serious, and after a little thought, he replied: "When troubled times come, the strong will never be inferior to others, and power will not be transferred peacefully.

Brother Li, you have never been to a proper sect, but you should have heard of the sword debates between the candidates for the Sword Master, right? This Shenzhou occupies 70% of the spiritual veins in the world. It is a heavenly sword. Whoever gets it can dominate the world. And the strong are all combative. They are mostly top in their respective eras, and they will not be inferior to others after reincarnation. "

He Kun paused for a moment and quickly searched his memory for relevant modern knowledge.

"In modern terms, it's a zero-sum game, especially after the immortals took over the entire Shenzhou. Either accept our rules, or overthrow us. These are the only two choices."

He believed that the main reason for this situation was the personalities of Li Yi and his junior sister. Both of them were very strong-willed and it was impossible for them to give up their existing spiritual veins just because the other party was powerful, let alone to curry favor and cooperate.

If someone is willing to abide by the rules of the immortal way, there is no question of overthrowing them.

Through his memory, he saw many interesting modern subjects. The girl who shared his memory with him studied "Regional Security Studies". There were mentions of win-win and zero-sum games, and the various arguments were eye-opening.

This includes modern scholars' research on these monks. Many of the points make sense, but there is one point that He Kun thinks is completely wrong.

There is no such thing as a win-win situation among monks, only winning twice.

They underestimated the monks' dedication to the Tao and their obsession with achieving enlightenment.

"Those who are able to achieve success in cultivation are all people with strong willpower. It is extremely difficult to change their ideas, and it is even more difficult to make them abide by the rules of the immortal way. Brother Li, you were able to do it because all those who opposed you are dead."

He Kun showed a slight smile, but beneath his righteous face was a chilling murderous aura.

"To me, the relationship between Shenzhou and other countries is an enemy-to-enemy relationship, a life-and-death struggle."

This is the sharpness that Qingxuan, who lives under the wings of Li Changsheng, does not have. Different eras create different ways of thinking. The era of the immortals is like the current Shenzhou rule of law society, and the era in which He Kun lives is the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

It is hard to say which way of thinking is better, peacetime or chaos, but the latter is more able to grasp the sinister nature of human hearts because they have seen it.

"So having more strength is always a good thing. In this life, Elder He has no problem becoming a deity and he is also a swordsman. He is definitely a rare fighting force."

Li Yi praised him generously, and He Kun felt very comfortable listening to him.

This is a recognition of his strength, and it is the recognition of him by the strongest person in the Xiandao era.

He Kun smiled and said modestly, "Brother Li, you are too kind. My sword is not as good as my junior sister's."

“No, no, no. Diligence can make up for lack of talent. What Elder He lacks is some powerful magical powers.” Li Yi also showed a smile on his face. It was a light and gentle smile.

"I happen to have a few magical powers here that are especially suitable for Elder He. Do you want to learn them?"

Here comes the immortal, bringing magical powers!

Qingxuan was greatly encouraged. He was a little confused at first. Did the Taoist tolerate He Kun so much? He had been beating around the bush and said that he was the immortal's father-in-law and uncle. It was not in line with the immortal's style not to deal with him.

He Kun obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. He nodded happily and said, "Brother Li, you are thoughtful. I am very happy. It is said that you have thousands of magical powers. I don't know if it is true. I don't ask for much. Just two or three magical powers will be fine."

As the most advanced method, magical powers are regarded as treasures by all sects and schools, and they would rather lose them than leak them out. The swordsmanship of the Tianjian Sect is definitely the best in the world, but the other magic skills are not necessarily the best.

It is not a big deal to have too many supernatural powers, even studying can benefit you a lot.

"Would you like to learn my thunder magic? If you master it, you can become a god, and you can be the best in the world."

"study!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Kun felt the world turned upside down and in the blink of an eye he came to an empty space. There were dark clouds above his head and streaks of lightning shone on his face.

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