Chapter 725: The Hateful Old Monster

Xiao Lin turned his head and looked at Lin Xueying.

"People like us who cultivate immortality are destined to have no turning back since we set foot on this road. In order to reach the end, everyone has his own way in his heart. In my opinion, if you don't forget your original intention and have a heart as solid as a rock, you can have a clear conscience. Only in this way can you expect a great road. The so-called pity for the common people and indulgence of the enemy are nothing but womanly kindness. The way of heaven is vast. How could the thunder tribulation be dispersed because of my firm heart of Tao?"

Lin Xueying couldn't help but fall into deep thought when she heard this, and a confused look appeared on her face.

Since she started cultivating immortality, she has been smooth sailing. In the sect, she has also been provided with a huge amount of resources. She has no awareness of fighting against people and heaven. It was only after she advanced to the Jindan stage that her life began to become bumpy due to the premeditation of her master Gu Changqing.

After all, she was just a flower raised in the house in the first half of her life. She had not experienced wind and rain, nor had she worked her way up from the bottom like Xiao Lin, and experienced many life and death moments.

Different environments also created differences in their understanding of human nature.

However, Lin Xueying is indeed a person with great talent. Through Xiao Lin's words, she seemed to be able to see the difficult journey that Xiao Lin had taken, and gradually understood why Dancao Mountain wanted to jump out of the circle of Tianlu Mountain Range.

The road to cultivating immortals is to go against the will of heaven. If you want to seize immortality, you have already violated the rules of heaven and earth, and you are bound to suffer many disasters.

Those who can get through them one by one must be determined.

Since Xiao Lin started cultivating immortals, he has also killed many immortals who tried to harm him, but he has never taken the initiative to murder others. This is actually a kind of persistence in his heart.

Cruel but not poisonous.

Human nature is good, but many immortal cultivators gradually lose themselves on the way of cultivating immortals, becoming cold-blooded, cruel, and unscrupulous. In order to achieve their goals, they will do anything to achieve their goals. In fact, this is also a kind of loss of their original heart.

This does not mean that such people cannot cultivate to become immortals, but they have to go through more and stronger hardships on the road of cultivating immortals, just like Xu Modao cultivators, whose magic skills are earth-shaking, but when they are crossing the calamity, they are easily invaded by the inner demon, and thus die.

Of course, immortals have immortal ways, demons have demon ways, and monsters have monster ways. Every immortal cultivator has his own persistence in his heart, and the higher the realm, the more firm this persistence is.

Lin Xueying's confused eyes gradually became clear.

Her eyes also showed a firm look, as if she understood the true meaning of Xiao Lin's words.

At the same time, she admired Xiao Lin more and more. Her husband's understanding of Tao was deeper and more thorough than hers. It was no wonder that he could cultivate to the current realm.

"Husband, Xueying understands. From now on, Xueying will do her best to support husband. One day, we will meet again in the upper realm."

"Yes." Xiao Lin smiled. The immortal road is long and everything in front of him is short. Only when the road is successful can it last forever.

"Xueying, your husband has some things to deal with. I will be back in three days." Xiao Lin finished speaking, and a black spiritual light flashed on his body. Then a lightning bolt directly cut through the void and disappeared at the end of the world.

Lin Xueying looked at the horizon for a long time without saying a word.

......

Ten thousand miles of snowfield.

In the howling wind and snow, countless dark shadows covered a large area, and on the opposite side of the black shadow, less than fifty miles away, was the first checkpoint to enter the Tianlu Mountains, the Snow Prison Pass.

On the wall of the Snow Prison Pass, hundreds of Dancao Mountain disciples looked palely at the dark shadows that almost covered the horizon in the distance, with fear in their eyes.

The news of the invasion of the Black Demon Sect had already spread throughout the Tianlu Mountains.

Not only were the disciples of Dancao Mountain and Bailian Sect panicked, but even the countless casual cultivators began to panic. They knew very well that where the demon cultivators passed, no grass would grow.

Not to mention the immortal cultivators, even ordinary mortals would have no chance of survival.

Above the black shadow, there was a dark demon cloud that was about an acre in size. The demon cloud made shrill screams from time to time, and hideous faces appeared from time to time in the demon cloud.

Above the demon cloud, there was a huge black flag that was dozens of feet high. Not only the flagpole, but also the flag surface was black, and it emitted a stream of demonic energy, which merged into the demon cloud below.

The dark demon cloud, which was about an acre in size, kept rolling and roaring.

Above the demonic energy, next to the black flag, there were seven old men standing in the air. The leader was wearing a rough grey robe and had white hair. When he raised his head, he revealed a terrifying face.

His face was covered with scars, as if he had been stabbed by thousands of knives.

This man was the second supreme elder of the Black Demon Sect, the Hentian Old Monster.

The Hentian Old Monster was cruel and tyrannical. He liked to eat the flesh and blood of young women, and every seven days, he needed to take the Yinkui blood of a young and beautiful woman to sacrifice his magic skills.

Even the disciples of the Black Demon Sect were very afraid of him, especially some female disciples, who dared not show up in front of him easily, otherwise if he took a fancy to them, their lives would be over.

Besides the Golden Core Elders of the Black Demon Sect, even if they were female cultivators who had established their foundation, if they were spotted by him, it would be dangerous.

The six people standing several feet behind him were all Golden Core Elders of the Black Demon Sect, and below them were 10,000 inner and outer disciples of the Black Demon Sect.

Due to the characteristics of the Wanli Snowfield that restricted flying in the air, many inner and outer disciples of the Black Demon Sect could not fly in the air, and could only pour their magic power into their legs like secular martial arts masters to urge them forward.

What puzzled the guards of the Snow Prison Pass was that these Black Demon Sect disciples had been here for two days, but still had not started to attack, as if they were waiting for something.

"Ancestor, why don't we take the opportunity to attack the Tianlu Mountains and take down the only remaining Dancao Mountain and Bailian Sect in one fell swoop? After all, the Great Elder is still waiting for us to go back." A middle-aged Golden Core cultivator in his forties came behind the old monster Hentian, bowed and asked.

His face was filled with deep fear. It was obvious that he was also nominated by the crowd to ask questions, not out of his own will.

"Hehe, what do you know? Tianlu Xiuxian Realm is just a wild place, in a remote corner, without even a decent master. If it weren't for collecting millions of spirits, I wouldn't even bother to come here."

"The reason why I didn't do anything was to wait for them to gather on their own. It would be best if they all came to the Snow Prison Pass together, and then we would catch them all in one fell swoop, saving us the trouble of running around."

The strong man heard this and a look of realization appeared on his face: "So that's how it is, the ancestor is wise."

"Hehe, the Tianlu Mountains are so small, I don't know what the elder was thinking, but he actually asked me to come here in person. It's really a waste of talent, but it's a pleasant thing to taste the flesh and blood of a foreign beauty. At least I don't have to control it a little like in the Black Demon Mountain."