The strongest urban comprehension

"You made a big mistake today!"

"Practice goes straight to your original heart, and your mind has not changed at all!"

"Survival is not a martial arts exercise. There are no rules. The weak will eat the strong! If you want to reach the top of the sky, you must trample on countless corpses!"

Zhou Yang sat quietly on the sofa in the hotel, with Aguai's words echoing in his mind, and he had not recovered from his previous murderous state.

Aguai knew that Zhou Yang was a smart man and did not reveal many things.

But the rules of the world of cultivation are really different from those of the earth. In this world, any normal person has an absolute resistance to killing. What's more, the young people of the new century will receive perfect education from an early age, both in terms of ethics and law.

They all have deep-rooted awe.

Zhou Yang just sat quietly like this without saying a word. The injury on his shoulder was not serious. After being moistened with spiritual energy several times, it had already begun to scab.

Bai Xiaorou was also lying in Zhou Yang's bedroom. After the battle, she made a phone call and fell into a coma. Zhou Yang had to take her to the hotel, but the blood stains on their bodies still attracted the hotel's attention, but unexpectedly

The Myanmar police only came to verify the identities of the two people and then left. What exactly happened was not something Zhou Yang could know.

Moreover, from Bai Xiaorou's phone call before she fell into coma, Zhou Yang understood that the person he killed was actually helping the drug lord. No matter from which angle, Yan Shan was the person who deserved to be killed.

Aguai didn't urge Zhou Yang too much. Everything has a process and transformation. In everyone's life, some people think that buying a house is the biggest thing in front of them, and some people think that getting married is a big event. But Aguai thinks that now Zhou Yang

In Yang's mind, how to break through the psychological barrier of killing is the biggest thing.

During this process, if you have thoughts that arise due to external influences, they are not true to your original mind. At the least, you may not be able to advance in your realm, or at worst, you may have demonic obstacles in your mind, which is what is called inner demons in spiritual practice.

Zhou Yang suddenly felt very tired. He had never felt so tired since he started practicing. When he climbed to the top of the sky, there were countless corpses. Zhou Yang never thought of relying on other people's lives to pave his own path. Although Yan Shan did deserve to die, if it were someone else

Zhou Yang might have applauded him if he got rid of him, but if it fell on him, it would lead to confusion in his mind.

Zhou Yang, who was tired, closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously. It was already four o'clock in the morning. What happened in the jungle did not attract much attention. Almost everyone in the hotel was sleeping. If it weren't for Zhou Yang

It is difficult for such practitioners to feel the disordered fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Zhou Yang, who was sleeping, felt like a small boat in the sea. Let the wind blow and the waves waver, the boat could be destroyed at any time and everyone would be killed. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to form a devil's grin.

However, Zhou Yang in his sleep was the same as in reality. He did not move at all, and was just in a daze. In a space that he could not see, another human-shaped aperture stood in the air, always paying attention to Zhou Yang in the dream. That was Awei.

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In an instant, the scene changed. Zhou Yang found himself walking in an alley in Nanzhou. There was a man and woman in front of him. The man was holding a short knife, and the woman was leaning against the wall. The situation looked like a robbery. Neither of them seemed to be able to see it.

Zhou Yang, who was on the side, saw that the short knife was about to stab the woman. Zhou Yang was still hesitating whether to take action. The same devilish smile suddenly appeared on the man's head as before, but it was more solid than the previous dream.

Brush, scene switch, in the bank, two gangsters hijacked several people, the security guard was beaten to death, Zhou Yang stood silently at the counter, watching the gangsters keep grabbing the banknotes, that crazy smile was as scary as a nightmare

, the kidnapped person showed a desperate look. It was like a closed space with no one to rescue him. The only hope was Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang wanted to take action several times, but he hesitated when he thought of Yan Shan's death.

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Brush, the scene switched again. Zhou Yang in the dream did not feel anything strange. This time, he found that he had become a policeman and was hunting down criminals. The fugitives were armed with firearms. Several colleagues had fallen and only one was left.

In the final struggle, Zhou Yang was about to kill the fugitive, but at that moment, Zhou Yang suddenly stopped and did not make up his mind to kill him. He opened his eyes and left the fugitive. At this time, a figure appeared above the fugitive's head again.

The devil's smile was almost solid.

Brush, brush, brush, brush

Different scenes and different stories appeared one after another, but the ending of each story was the same. Zhou Yang did not make up his mind to kill people, although those people were all people who deserved to be killed. The devil's smile in front of him was getting more and more, and he was getting closer.

materialization.

Finally, when the scene switched to a battlefield, although Zhou Yang had never actually experienced a battlefield, it was not difficult to tell from the corpses and gunpowder smoke that this place was going through a war, and Zhou Yang was one of them.

Each of the opposing warriors was just like the previous demons, grinning and charging continuously, with blood and severed limbs everywhere. The formed demon in the sky looked greedily at the ground.

The comrades around him fell one after another, and no one took the initiative to kill Zhou Yang. The comrades looked at Zhou Yang with hopeful eyes. Zhou Yang tried to raise his hands but stopped. If he had attacked with all his strength, everything might have ended long ago, but in the dream.

I have been thinking, why kill people? Why war? When will the end be?

“If we don’t kill, how can we survive?”

“If we don’t kill, where will the peace come from?”

“If we don’t kill, where will there be peace?”

Suddenly, these three questions flashed through Zhou Yang's mind one after another.

Yes, good people cannot survive without killing bad guys, cities cannot be peaceful without killing villains, and the world cannot be peaceful without experiencing war, so there are pros and cons to killing!

The end point of righteous killing is...peace!

Zhou Yang's eyes instantly brightened, and he let out a long roar. The demons were like chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow. After killing the last demon, the big demon in the sky struggled unwillingly and disappeared. The originally dark sky was suddenly illuminated by the sun.

The colorful clouds are flying together.

The inner demon is broken!

Aguai, who was far away in another space, breathed a sigh of relief. The most difficult thing in practice is not the cultivation of meridians, but the state of mind. If there is a problem with the state of mind, no one can change it.

The transformation of the state of mind, if you understand it, you understand it, if you don't understand it, you will never understand it.

Moreover, the mentality problem of killing is something that most monks have to face, but the timing of facing it is different. Some monks will go through a life-and-death struggle at the beginning of their cultivation, but some may not experience it when they reach the Dharma state. If they always live

If you shrink back in your own world, you will never be able to reach the top of the road. On the other hand, if you can accept the fact of murder as quickly as possible and regard human life as nothing, then you are more likely to become a murderous person.

Nor will it be accepted by the world of cultivation.

"Mr. Guo, what's wrong with Brother Zhou?" Jiang Tianming looked at Zhou Yang lying on the sofa and rubbed his hands anxiously.

Originally scheduled to return home this morning, Zhou Yang was nowhere to be seen until ten o'clock in the morning. Jiang Tianming had no choice but to ask the hotel staff to open the door. Then, he saw Zhou Yang lying on the sofa with a pale face.

Moreover, the whole person was sweating profusely and trembling all the time.

"Master, I checked his pulse. There is no problem. The pulse is strong and powerful, many times stronger than an ordinary person's body." Guo Shan frowned, "Looking at the situation, it's not a physical problem, but something like..."

"What does it look like?" Jiang Tianming was very anxious, but he really treated Zhou Yang as a brother.

Guo Shan and Ji Guangsheng looked at each other, "It's a bit like a demonic barrier, which is what martial arts practitioners often say is possessed by a demon."

"I'm going to call an ambulance!" After saying that, Jiang Tianming walked out.

"Master, it's useless. The devil can only be resolved by the warrior himself, and cannot be borrowed from outside forces. If he can resist it, his strength will be greatly improved. If he can't resist it... Well, no one can save him."

"It's just strange that I have never heard of people who go crazy due to their inner strength, unless, unless brother Zhou has reached the transformation level!" After saying that, Guo Shan looked at the two of them strangely, feeling that he didn't believe it.

, how old is Zhou Yang, eighteen years old! Throughout history, except for those in the ancient martial arts era, we have never heard of anyone who can achieve Huajin at the age of eighteen.

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, a strong wind blew inexplicably in the room. Guo Shanru, who was closest to Zhou Yang, faced a powerful enemy and hurriedly protected Jiang Tianming behind him.

"careful!"

Ji Guangsheng took a step slower, and was knocked back to the corner. Fortunately, the force was not very strong, and apart from a few more tears in his clothes, nothing serious happened.

Several people looked at Zhou Yang in horror, and saw that Zhou Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through the lattice above his head.

The momentum just now was too terrifying. Guo Shan had only seen it in a few Huajin masters. The body had not moved, but the energy was already released. What else could it be if it wasn't Huajin?

After a few seconds, the wind gradually subsided. Zhou Yang stood up, his eyes calm and no longer intrusive.

Jiang Tianming suddenly discovered that Zhou Yang seemed to be a little different from yesterday, but he couldn't tell what was different, but it was different in Guo Shan's eyes. The empathy between warriors was not something ordinary people could achieve.

"Brother Zhou...oh, no, Master Zhou." Guo Shan was convinced that Zhou Yang had broken through Hua Jin, how could he dare to be considered as equals? You must know that Hua Jin has the capital to establish a sect, and everyone is a human being.

Dragon in the middle!

After Zhou Yang woke up, he was also ecstatic. Not only did he relieve the depression in his heart, but his strength also broke through to the fifth level. If he were to fight against Yan Shan now, he would be able to win with just one move without the opponent using the iron pestle.

This is just one night! Judging from the previous progress of cultivation, it will be almost impossible to reach the fifth level of agility within a few months.

Cultivation is truly amazing!

"Mr. Guo, you are too polite. You are not a master. I am still young." Zhou Yang said disapprovingly.

Guo Shan could only smile bitterly, feeling a little depressed, "Seeing how strong you have become at such a young age, I feel like my whole life has been in vain, hey."

Zhou Yang shook his head, not wanting to answer the question. His opportunities were beyond what others could understand.

"Eh? Where is Bai Xiaorou?" Zhou Yang looked at the empty bed. He remembered that before he fell asleep, Bai Xiaorou was still seriously injured.

"Bai Xiaorou? I haven't seen him, could it be...Brother Zhou?" Jiang Tianming looked at Zhou Yang, then at the bloodstained sheets, and asked thoughtfully.