If you take action, your hands are full of blood from mortals, will your soul descend or rise?

Killing one person is a thief, killing ten thousand people is a hero? Let’s not talk about whether the Hetu can attack so many mortals, but really do it. Whether the harvest comes from the soul or the demon soul is a different story.

Hetu doesn’t want to get involved in the devilish nature, it affects his personality and consciousness too much. Besides, the master said before his death:

Adhere to the right path and don’t embarrass the heads of Taiqiong Sect for all generations.

Hetu will not do anything about evil ways and demons.

If you do it deliberately, things in the mortal world are too annoying and complicated, with many benefits and great risks.

It is still a disciple of Taiqiong Sect and other cultivators from the Immortal Sect, which provides more stable souls.

Before the time is ripe, Hetu will definitely ignore mortal affairs. At most, it is deliberately spreading stories about the leader of Taiqiongmen Zhen everywhere, and that's all.

Hetu has practiced "The Dead of the Heavens: God's Practice" for a full ten years. Recently, he suddenly realized that he wrote hundreds of pages in a row, from vertical, horizontal, and sectional analysis of God's Practice, as well as future routes, as well as various disadvantages, etc.

After summarizing the above, write down all the demonic heart, divine nature, mortal cause and effect, and call out Qingming, who is meditating and practicing, and then happily discuss what you have realized with Qingming.

I was a little surprised at the beginning of Qingming Festival, and finally praised and summarized:

You have to show off and pretend to be **;

Recruiting my younger brother and powerful people.

Hetu looked at his hundreds of pages of paper, which was condensed into the essence of twelve words by his junior sister.

After a little silence, I took the wine and food to my master's grave, and I exhaled my depression in my chest, and after a long time I complained:

"Master, she bullied me in Qingming."

He was complaining in front of his master's tomb, and heard a disciple of Taiqiongmen outside the cemetery, saying respectfully:

"The head of the sect, Master Yao, is here with the disciples who need to be assessed. Please also ask the head of the sect to move to the sect practice hall."

Hetu sat on the ground, his hair was tied up randomly with a bamboo hairpin, with a white hair crown, and a white silk crown belt behind his head to his back, his hair was hanging down on both sides, and the corners of the sun, moon, yin and yang robe were embroidered with elegant bamboo leaves patterns. The robe was turned up and stuffed into the gray cloth belt around his waist.

He Tu waved his sleeves and put away all the wine and food on the ground.

As soon as the sun, moon, yin and yang robe were lifted, the person had already stood up, and his clothes were flying, showing the elegance of an immortal in the world.

The river map takes steps and walks towards the sunshine.

(The third volume begins, and the first chapter has been written until now. The main reason is that most of the plots are laid out by this picture. I have to write them clearly. Many versions are not satisfied with them, and they have been modified again and again. I hope I will forgive me.
Chapter completed!