"What have you felt?"

Zhenling, who had no mood or hope, raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Han Xiuchen indifferently asking.

Han Xiuchen slowly walked in this space that turned into a real world, and said to Zhenling without looking back: "My wife and Qingming are trying to get me back in the form of blood."

"Then do you think it's possible to succeed?" Zhen Ling sat cross-legged on the ground without moving, but for some reason, the distance between him and Han Xiuchen was not only not far away, but was getting closer and closer.

He was not surprised by this situation, but asked Han Xiuchen calmly.

And he felt that the possibility was not high, and even said that there was no possibility at all.

Because Han Xiuchen had already said to death before.

It’s not that he can’t go back, it’s not that he can’t really go back to the great realm of practice.

But because his life level is too high, once he returns to the great realm of practice, the great realm of practice will be destroyed.

And this kind-hearted guy doesn't want to see this happen.

Well, if you think about it carefully, I seem to have to thank this guy for his kindness and mercy.

Otherwise, the great realm of cultivation will be destroyed, and the sea of ​​true spirits will not escape...

"possibility?"

Han Xiuchen murmured the three words "possibility" in a low voice, and then laughed silently.

He did not respond to whether there is any possibility of the true spirit, because such a thing has no meaning to talk about.

At least, that's what it is for him.

Seeing that Han Xiuchen did not respond, Zhen Ling knew the answer.

He curled his lips and complained to Han Xiuchen in a very small voice: "Your wife and your best friend are busy for you now. You guy is not in a hurry at all. You are so heartless."

Hearing the Zhenling's complaints, Han Xiuchen laughed silently.

He turned around and blinked at the true spirit, and said with a smile: "In terms of probability, they really have no possibility to let me return to the great realm of cultivation, but with my wife and Qingming wisdom, what if they did..."

To be honest, my wife and Qingming are busy with themselves, and I feel a little guilty.

But I can't do anything about this.

Moreover, he felt that it would be beneficial for them to be busy with their own affairs.

Although it is very likely that their plan to return to the great realm of cultivation will fail.

However, they can use these things to make their moods higher.

By that time, although they could not reach their own level.

But you can reach your level infinitely.

By then, even though I and them were still unable to meet.

But it is relatively easy to do something like talking...

"At first glance, you are a waste. Your wife and friends are working hard to free you, but you don't think about how you should get out of here and how to share some pressure for your wife and friends."

The true spirit continued to complain to Han Xiuchen.

Even now he felt that the reason why Han Xiuchen could not get out of this ghost place safely and without affecting the outside world was entirely because he had never really thought about getting out from here.

To be precise, this guy is a waste.

He now feels a little worthless for Shen Hongzhuang and Qingming.

Why do these two good women fall in love with such a waste Han Xiuchen?

No matter how powerful this guy is, he cannot change the fact that he is a waste.

After all, relying solely on women's efforts, such a man is not a waste.

If it is not a waste, then maybe he can only say that he is not worthy of the word "waste".

"Maybe you're right, I might be a waste."

Han Xiuchen nodded gently, then said to Zhenling again: "But have you ever thought about why Jiang Wuming would have such an end? Why did my wife's brother have such an end? Because he is so powerful that he can no longer be stronger, this is a sin in itself, because your strength will bring disaster to everything in the world."

Han Xiuchen knew that the brothers of Jiang Wuming and Shen Hongzhuang were not known by Zhen Ling.

But he also knew that when he mentioned Jiang Wuming and Shen Hongzhuang, Zhen Ling would naturally know.

Because, this belongs to the majesty of a strong man.

If you don't mention him, no one knows it.

Even if someone mentions him, no one knows it.

But when strong people of the same level mention them, they will naturally feel it.

And the creature who heard their existence would naturally learn some of their news.

When Zhen Ling heard Han Xiuchen's words, she felt some information that came out of thin air in her mind, and became a little silent and dazed.

He looked at Han Xiuchen with his eyes, and asked with a complicated look: "When you are so powerful that you can't be more powerful, is it really a sin? So what are the living beings in the world doing for?"

"Naturally it is a sin." Han Xiuchen nodded slightly and said, "As for the behavior of living beings in the world, it is naturally to become stronger and to gain freedom.

But this power belongs to the power within the limit range. The so-called nature is also freedom within the limit range. Once the freedom and power obtained exceeds that limit, this is sin."

Speaking of this, Han Xiuchen suddenly laughed softly again, and the one who carried his hands behind his back continued to say to Zhenling: "But I am better than Jiang Wuming and that guy. Their sins are determined by all living beings in the world, and my sins are determined by myself."

"This can only say you run fast."

The true spirit was amused by Han Xiuchen's words.

This guy's so-called sin was determined by himself, it was entirely because he ran fast.

If he continues to survive in the great realm of practice, and when he unconsciously destroys most of the great realm of practice or destroys the entire great realm of practice, then his sins will naturally be determined by others.

Although others can only condemn him, but cannot do anything to him, to some extent, words are the most sharp weapon of killing in the world!!

Thinking of this, the true spirit suddenly became silent like never before.

Because he suddenly felt that practice had no meaning at all.

Weakness is a sin, and strong is also a sin.

Then, in order to achieve a state of practice that is neither lower nor higher, it has a bullshit meaning.

"Maybe, everything in the world is sin, and you and I are just asking for peace of mind in sin..."

He murmured in a low voice, the true spirit was in a trance, and he felt vaguely encountering a wonderful state.

That realm, I have only touched a surface now.

But that feeling made me extremely happy and fearful.
Chapter completed!