Chapter 563 Give Me Dao Heart, Repay Your Original Will (Third Watch)

At this time, Fang Yuan's Dao heart was damaged, and his demonic thoughts were overflowing. In this state, the whole person seemed very dangerous.

In particular, the blood energy surging in his body is even more sinister and terrifying. At this time, even the white cat has no choice but to get close to him, so he can only sit on the side and wait to see if he can survive this catastrophe...

But no one expected that Jin Hanxue would rush forward at this time...

She felt the terrifying blood in Fang Yuan's body, but she still held his hand without hesitation.

"唰" "唰" "唰"

The moment she held Fang Yuan's palm, blood swelled from Fang Yuan's body, and in that blood, there were actually traces of invisible sword intent. Almost instantly, the cotton coat on Jin Hanxue's body was cut to pieces, and horrible wounds appeared on his arms, chest, neck, and even his face, with red blood dripping down.

Looking at this scene, the white cat was already stunned, and its pupils shrank tightly.

But in the face of this Lingchi-like pain, Jin Hanxue completely ignored it, and just firmly held Fang Yuan's hand.

She only knew that Fang Yuan should be in a very dangerous situation at this time, enduring boundless pain and said: "Brother Fang Yuan, what happened to you, have you forgotten what you taught me? You told me that there is no end in the world, only depends on my own Dao Xin, that's why I came to the snow field to undergo training. I have been working hard to do what you taught me, why did you forget?"

Fang Yuan seemed unable to hear her words, but the sword intent on his body became stronger and stronger.

That kind of sword intent came from the bottom of his heart, raging for no reason, violent and terrifying, hidden and hidden, just some sword intent that spread outside, already hurt Jin Hanxue badly, no one knows, if it explodes all of a sudden, it will kill her directly!

Jin Hanxue was also afraid, not to mention whether it would be useful for her to do so.

But she was born with such a stubborn temper, since she did it, how could she give up?

"Brother Fang Yuan, I know that you entered the snowfield this time to find something, and I also know that you didn't find it. It was painful and disappointing. I don't know what it is, but I know you are a good person. Those who built the underground palace in the snowfield let you down, but you are different from them. It is because of people like you that their business will not succeed..."

She kept talking, and it could be seen that the blood around Fang Yuan seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Jin Hanxue didn't understand what happened to Fang Yuan at all. She could feel that there was a strange and dangerous aura in Fang Yuan at this time. This aura was getting stronger and stronger, and the sword intent was getting stronger and stronger.

But she still held Fang Yuan's hand tightly, not letting him touch the white bone altar, and at the same time kept saying: "Back then in our Jin family, you would rather cut off your practice path than make a little compromise, even though you knew it was impossible to condense the fifth thunder spirit, and you never wanted to accept such evil methods. What about your arrogance at that time, what about the things you insisted on at that time?"

She could feel that Fang Yuan's Dao Heart was very fragile, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but she didn't have enough comprehension and wisdom to wake him up, so she could only tell Fang Yuan what Fang Yuan had said and done to her...

When Fang Yuan heard these words, he also became slightly startled.

At this time, he had demonic thoughts in his heart, and his Dao heart was on the verge of collapse. Even the great virtues in the world may not be able to survive this calamity with words, but no one thought that Jin Hanxue's words penetrated into his heart in a strange way, and there was almost no obstacle.

Once, you gave me Dao Xin.

Now, I return your original intention!

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In Fang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, there is already a sea of ​​blood.

A spiritual incarnation like Fang Yuan sat cross-legged on the sea of ​​blood, with his eyes tightly closed.

In the surrounding blood sea, there were countless unjust souls and tentacles protruding out, rushing towards him desperately, wrapping him tightly inside, as if they wanted to tear him apart, or pull his spiritual incarnation directly into the blood sea.

Compared with this kind of power, Jin Hanxue's words are nothing to mention.

These words could not even be clearly conveyed into Fang Yuan's heart at this time.

But for some reason, as these words kept thinking, Fang Yuan's true spirit showed a slight change, it seemed that he was no longer so depressed and troublesome, and he no longer let the evil thoughts of the sea of ​​blood churned in his sea of ​​consciousness, but gradually had his own thoughts.

"Is it the original intention?"

Thinking of these few words in his heart, he was absorbed in his whole being. He thought of his childhood, because he especially wanted to hate his own situation, and was afraid that he would live in that environment forever, so he desperately seized a chance to study. He forgot to eat and sleep, and he also thought of the first word and sentence he taught himself when he first studied with Mr. Zhu...

Later, he remembered how he went from the top of the fairy list to becoming a handyman of the immortal sect in one dynasty, and how he studied hard and practiced hard, and finally became a disciple of the immortal sect from the handyman again, and finally regained the position of true biography...

Scene after scene, flashed before my eyes!

How did I get to where I am today, how did I deal with so many ups and downs, how did I improve my cultivation...

These roads are really not very easy to walk, but I still persisted after all...

Is it because you will do whatever it takes to succeed?

No, I was able to walk down because I have always had a lot of energy in my heart...

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"If you want to become stronger, you don't need a reason..."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there was a demonic thought that turned into Fang Yuan. He said what he said when he was in the Qingyang Sect, and those words were from his heart. Then he took this sentence as a guide and gave birth to more thoughts: "Soldiers are murder weapons. Use them as a last resort. No matter how supernatural martial arts are, they are all murder weapons. There is no distinction between good and evil in oneself. It all depends on one thought. Why is it so pedantic?"

"You started on the path of practice in pursuit of greater power. You were originally a person who was indifferent by nature and didn't want to care about common things. As long as you can embark on the path of practice, you can endure hardships and be insulted. Why should you be bound by worldly thoughts now? Breaking the path of practice and continuing it with evil methods is a reasonable person. As long as you use it properly, even evil methods can also do what you want?"

"There are no evil babies or righteous babies in this world, only Yuanying and trash..."

"In the eyes of others, they will only see whether you have achieved the Supreme Nascent Soul. Who cares what method you use to achieve it?"

"..."

"..."

Those voices became louder and crazier, shaking Fang Yuan's last thought.

But seeing that they were about to succeed, Fang Yuan's spiritual incarnation slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

With a look of indifference in his eyes, he asked calmly, "Have you said enough?"

The boundless sea of ​​blood suddenly surged up at this moment, and a certain tyrannical will in this sea of ​​blood became even more embarrassing at this moment, setting off a huge wave, and those thoughts that seemed to come from Fang Yuan himself suddenly turned into another completely different person at this moment: "You... how could you..."

"Blood Sea Demon Seal, you have been sleeping for so many years, and now you want to take advantage of my Dao Heart to take away my soul?"

Fang Yuan's voice was very calm at this moment, and even sarcasm: "But you think me too simply, if you lose your Dao heart so easily, you think I'm a sage for so many years, is it for nothing?"

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The waves of the sea of ​​blood seemed to have congealed slightly at this time, and turned into an even more furious wave of blood. This time, it was not raising any evil thoughts, but directly rolled towards Fang Yuan: "What kind of bullshit sage book, your Dao heart collapsed, and evil thoughts arose in your heart, which awakened me. Now even if I can't drag you into a demon, I can also forcibly refine your divine thoughts..."

Boundless waves of blood rolled in, as if to completely submerge Fang Yuan.

In front of this blood wave, Fang Yuanzhi looked extremely small, surrounded by raging blood waves, rushing towards him with boundless evil thoughts.

"People's hearts are inherently broken, but you want to pursue the perfect way of swordsmanship, aren't you afraid of being disappointed in the end?"

"The world is inherently unbearable, but you have to stick to righteousness and evil. Aren't you afraid of seeing even uglier things in the end?"

All the magic thoughts finally gathered together, and it was nothing more than two sentences.

And these two sentences are exactly the two sentences that Fang Yuan finally affected his Dao Xin when he entered the snowfield this time. In terms of his Dao Xin, this is his weakness.

"I would rather not practice the Dharma for a thousand years than practice wild fox meditation for a day..."

But facing this boundless sea of ​​blood, Fang Yuan's heart sank strangely. His voice was faint, and it resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness. As the sound sounded, countless golden scriptures appeared around him.

"If you can't catch up with the perfect way of swordsmanship, you don't necessarily have to follow the evil path..."

"I can't see ugly people's hearts, and I don't necessarily want to be uglier than them..."

Looking at the sea of ​​blood, Fang Yuan sighed softly, as if he was a bit tired, but this exhaustion had lost the sense of depression before: "Actually, the answer to this question was taught to me by Mr. Zhu when I was studying on the first day..."

When he said these words, the countless golden scriptures around him gradually began to melt together, and finally turned into two sentences.

"Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

"Topography Kun, a gentleman carries things with virtue!"

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