Chapter 225: Heart of War
Shen Chong is less than 20 years old this year. His seven-year-old mother passed away and was sent to a foreign country at the age of ten. He really began to practice martial arts for less than seven years. His foundation is still shallow. Under the inducement of the heart demon, every bit of the past few years has been awakened.
In the Ningwang Mansion in Ziyun City, his father was indifferent to himself, and the clan bullied him; Jinling City was a proton for three years and was bullied with white eyes. After escaping from the imperial city, Liu Wei's tragic death, the disappearance of Yingxiang, and the death of Mr. Shen, every family, enemy and friend flashed alternately in front of his eyes.
At the end of the fantasy, every enemy who died in his own hands was surrounded. Jinling Jianwei Ma Jian, Dart Master Li Feng, Wang Shikun, Hua Changfeng, Huo Yuan Dao Li Jingnan, the people of the Lu family, Mr. Wufu, and the enemies killed by themselves in the Sea God Cemetery and Juexianling, each of them seemed to have lived. Come on, his face was twisted and ferocious, coiled around him, opening his teeth and claws, and biting over. Even Shen Chong's mind was firm, and he couldn't help sweating profusely.
"How do you feel about the people you killed in the past?" A voice sounded faintly.
In the dark sea of knowledge, a pair of eyes peeked over, but they could not feel the shadow of the other party.
Shen Chong soon calmed down from the panic and ignored the grievances of the dead. He had already seen that those were just illusions and did not have any attack power. In the sea of knowledge, his spiritual power condensed into a human form, standing before the soul-raising wood, he said indifferently:
"Are you my demon?"
Heart demons are often recorded in the Taoist scriptures. Hatred, greed, delusion, obsession, resentment, etc. are all heart demons, and it is also a spiritual defect. For physical warriors, the harm of heart demons is not great, and they can only distort people's character.
But for the monks in the soul realm, the heart demons are also enhanced, and they can even generate spiritual intelligence. Living in the sea of monks' knowledge can always exist, suddenly occur, hide, grow, and even devour the noumenon, becoming a new and evil existence.
But at the same time, the heart demon is also a bottleneck of progress. Breaking through the heart demon can make people's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, and practitioners can also be said to be constantly self-breakthrough, defeating heart demons and reaching another realm.
In the dark sea of knowledge, those cold eyes are motionless, and their voices are very fluttering, and they can't even tell whether it is a man or a woman: "Yes, I am your demon. Everything about you is under my control. Your growth will eventually become my nourishment, and everything about you will eventually return to my palm."
Shen Chong's face moved slightly. He felt an inexplicable chill from the tone of the heart demon. Although he mentioned this heart demon many times from the Taoist scriptures and the feelings of his predecessors, only fearless can defeat the heart demon, but when he really faces it, he still feels the resistance and a trace of fear in the depths of the soul, but this negative idea In an instant, it was crushed by a strong will.
"Heart demon, so that's it." Shen Chong muttered to himself, and his eyes became firm: "Come on, let me see how strong you are!"
"Ji Jie! You still want to defeat me," the heart monster smiled and said, "You are me. I am you. I not only have your strength, but also your memory. I know all your weaknesses. It depends on how you fight with me."
Suddenly, in the sea of knowledge, the boundless magic collected, and a figure appeared. It turned out to be a tall woman, with long black hair hanging casually on her shoulders, wrapped in plain clothes, without any extra ornaments, but it could not hide her noble temperament. Slightly shaking, it looked a little delicate, but what shocked Shen Chong most was the beautiful face, exquisite facial features, like painting, especially those eyes, a pool of autumn water, full of agility, as if there was endless confiding.
For a moment, Shen Chong's horror had turned into anger, and his eyes seemed to spew fire:
"Damn it, how dare you turn into my mother's appearance!"
Shen Chong's fingers moved, and a bright white beam of light had been shot out. Little thunder, this kind of pure yang thunder, can restrain the magic. Although in the sea of knowledge, the two sides did not really do it, only fight with spirit, but all means can also be copied by spirit.
"Haha, I'm so angry. How can I set foot on the fairy road with such a temperament?" Shen Ruolan's heart demon laughed and also released a beam of light, which was exactly the same as Shen Chong. The two beams of light collided with each other and finally dissipated at the same time.
Shen Chong suddenly took a step forward and slightly suppressed the anger in his heart. Deep in his heart, there was a raging murderous intention, and his face was red because of excitement.
Suddenly, the palm of the hand thundered again.
"The universe is pathless, a thunderous palm, thunder in the palm!"
The raging thunder is coiled around the palm of the hand, like a thunderball, accompanied by a powerful palm.
The heart demon also has the same way, the same palm thunder, facing Shen Chong's palm head-on.
At the moment when the two palms intersect, the heart demon's face smiled mysteriously. Suddenly, he withdrew his palm back, and even the magic spirit was restrained. Shen Ruolan, who incarnated, showed a solemn and luxurious temperament, elegant and elegant, and the valley sounded in the sky.
"This, mother..."
Although Shen Chong knew that this was a demon, he still lost his mind for a moment.
Suddenly, I saw the face that appeared countless times in my dream, and I smelled the familiar smell in my nose. My heart ached slightly. The palm thunder unconsciously paused slightly, and most of the thunder in my palm also dispersed.
Although the palm method is like the heart, the mood is chaotic, and the spirit is also flawed. In a trance, the elegant lady who has just opened her mouth and smiles, and her face is full of fierce color. A jade-like palm has been printed, breaking through layers of protection and falling on Shen Chong's chest.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood has been spewed out! Shen Chong's face was pale, his spirit was severely damaged, and his body was also damaged. Fortunately, the spirit around him was strong, and there was no loss at all, but the will in the sea was a little weak.
The demon laughed, and the magic spirit converged again: "Well, I'll stand here. If you want to kill, then kill it. Let's see if you can't do it."
Looking at the same heart demon as his mother in his memory, Shen Chong's heart was full of murder, but he hesitated a little.
"With your mind, what martial arts do you have to practice? Which monk is not a stumbling block in front of you. Even a close relative can give up. A woman's illusion can block your way. This road is not suitable for you at all, or contribute your body, and let me replace you to become A strong generation."
The heart shouted and flew out of the huge palm, slapped down like a storm. Although Shen Chong also made a move like electricity, whenever his palm power approached his mother's face, he always felt that something was shrinking in his heart. His palm unconsciously retreated slightly, and his palm power was naturally greatly reduced.
I know that my mother's face is demonized, but she can't be a killer, as if she will lose an important thing with this slap.
"Son, demon is a illusion, like born from the heart, one thought is the way, one thought is a demon, and you can peep through the essence of the heart demon by guarding the soul." The sound of the seven stars suddenly came to my ears.
In this battle with the heart demon, it is impossible to borrow foreign objects, let alone use the use of the device, but the seven-star soul and Shen Chong are connected, and you can naturally see this heart and demon fight, and immediately remind them.
Shen Chonghe didn't know this truth, but he was entangled in reason and family affection, and his mind was a little confused. When he was reminded by the seven stars, he suddenly realized something. His spirit condensed in his eyes. Looking over, although his mother's appearance had not changed, a trace of haze was entwined between his eyebrows.
Hearing the laughter of the heart demon, the palm slapped on Shen Chong's body, and a group of spiritual power exploded. The pain really entered the depths of the soul from the outside to the inside, and in the deepest part, the best memory was hidden, and there seemed to be blood dripping in the softest place.
In Shen Chong's heart, his mother's image was torn into pieces from time to time and put together again, and every mood will be a wave. In an instant, between countless crushing and recovery, Shen Chong's mind changed little by little, with more and more blood in his eyes, but his will became stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound. Only Shen Chong could feel it. A plane space in the depths of his heart was suddenly broken like a mirror. A trace of blood came out of the corners of Shen Chong's mouth, and a breath of anger rose to the sky.
The heart monster laughed again: "Cut the soul, haha, it is not only the soul that cuts out, but also everything in the world, even the family affection. The road is ruthless, and the years are ruthless. Unfortunately, you understand it too late. Half of your spirit and soul have been broken by me. Be obediently let me swallow it. Maybe I can Let your soul go to reincarnation.
"Real?" Shen Chong's breath changed again, and his eyes were cold. He had restrained his anger, like a piece of ice, and he regained his indifferent look. A murder was brewing in his heart: "You forced me to give up the most beautiful thing in my heart. It's hard to redeem, but as long as you can defeat me, what about my body?"
After taking a deep breath, Shen Chong slowly stretched out his palms and slapped out in a series of them. His fists changed thousands of times in an instant. All the martial arts magic power unfolded one by one, but this time without any hindrance, he took action with all his strength.
Thunder and red fire, fist shadow palm wind, and the life and death ring with a trace of crushing breath, the heavenly king's Taoist boxing born out of the throne of the gods, falling one after another.
But when every type hits in front of the heart demon, there is always a feeling of powerlessness, and it is easily dodged. No matter how powerful the martial arts and Taoism is, if it does not fall on the enemy, it will lose its meaning.
"Haha, I have already said that everything about you is everything to me. I can think of everything you can think of. I will use every kind of martial arts and every magic power. Even when your thoughts move, I can feel how to fight with me with your current spiritual strength." In the long laughter of the heart demon, Shen Ruolan's appearance has been hidden, and the ontology has appeared, the twisted and horrible face, the skin is dark, the long arms are dragged to the ground, and the sharp nails draw deep gullies.
Is that the real appearance of my heart demon? Shen Chong saw that there was a shadow in his face, a trace of appalling in his heart, and the spiritualized entity was a little more illusory.
At this time, Shen Chong's spiritual power has been dispersed by one-third, and he has used several kinds of martial arts in a row. His spirit seems to be a little unsupported. Fortunately, there is a soul-raising tree suppressing the sea of knowledge, and it can still draw the source of spirit from the sea of knowledge.
Shen Chong took a look at the soul wood. This little thing that showed a head was motionless, but since the birth of the heart demon, it has exuded a faint but continuous breath, protecting a trace of clarity in Shen Chong's heart.
"Ji Jie! You want to use the soul-raising wood to resist my magic world. Unfortunately, this soul-raising wood has not grown up yet. The first thing I do when I occupy this body is to destroy this soul-raising wood. The magic spirit around the heart demon rose again, and the rolling magic flame also ignited: "Look at your spiritual power is almost exhausted. Hurry up and integrate into my consciousness."
The heart demon suddenly dispersed, like a storm, sweeping away to Shen Chong.
Shen Chong only felt that his eyes were dark, which had been wrapped in boundless darkness, and the consciousness of the heart demon began to merge with the consciousness of his own body.
"Is there nothing we can do? It's impossible. I have deep luck, my mana has reached the limit, and my will is even more indestructible. How can I let the heart be haunted?
For a moment, Shen Chong roared from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes showed a strange light. Suddenly, a mass of magic power was condensed in his palms. This magic power was constantly compressed and condensed, and all the spiritual power was also incorporated, and the manic breath filled the whole sea of knowledge.