Li Zhiyi felt very tired. In a short period of time, he spent the first half of his life as the Blood Demon Ancestor and made a different choice based on his own heart.

In life, the so-called life situation, blessings and misfortunes are just a period of choice in the journey of life. The so-called benevolent people enjoy mountains and wise people enjoy water is just a choice and blessing.

If you choose water among mountains and rivers, then your chance is the agility of water; if you choose mountains among mountains and rivers, then your blessings are the thickness of mountains.

Just like Li Zhiyi and the Blood Demon Ancestor, the Blood Demon Ancestor chose to cooperate with the demon and eventually turned into a blood demon and ended up with the current outcome; and Li Zhiyi chose to go his way

On the other road, facing one's own cowardice and defeating him, the result is different.

This is generally the case in the world. The desperate situation you feel is not the desperate situation. As long as you force yourself to hit, you may be able to break out a big hole and see another world.

This life, after all, is just a choice.

No one can choose the road under your feet except yourself.

As long as you can face the weakest self in your heart, you are Buddha, and Buddha is you.

At this moment, the Blood Demon Ancestor understood.

He finally understood why this monk who seemed to be rebellious was the one with the most Buddhist connection.

Because he knows what Buddha is and what me is.

As he said just now, faith is not God, it cannot save anyone; it is what faith you use to save yourself.

There is no real Buddha in this world, but only your own choices.

The little bat hung above the blood pool, and the light of the god-death iron seemed to be much softer. The little bat looked up and looked at the god-death iron, revealing his sharp teeth. However, this time, not only did he not feel like he was invisible,

Instead, it's a little more cute.

From then on, there was no blood demon ancestor in the world, only Fu Shangzhen and the demon who was looking for the host.

"Fu Shangzhen, you have to think about it! I can find another host, but what about you!"

The black aura on Fu Shangzhen's body separated and turned into a ferocious face, revealing his sharp teeth, and roared at the bat's spirit.

The blood demon ancestor who was back then, Fu Shangzhen, now raised his head, and then his soul turned into a phantom.

A young man in a monk's robe stood opposite the demon. The young man folded his hands together and his face was full of gentleness.

He glanced at Li Zhiyi who was fainting by the blood pool, nodded slightly, and then looked at the devil.

"I have been the blood demon ancestor who has been a blood demon for thousands of years, and I am tired." His voice was very light, as if the husband who was chopping wood came home and told his wife that he was hungry, with a hint of nostalgia in his ordinary state.

The eyes were like a pool of autumn water, even if the wife, who had been separated for many years, saw her husband, it was just like that.

Fu Shangzhen lowered his head and his hands were in the shape of a flower-shaped body.

"Actually, I can't bear to leave, I can't bear to leave this world, the flowers, plants, trees, branches and leaves; I can't bear to leave the birds and beasts in the world, drink and peck; I can't bear to leave the people in the world, with feelings, and without mercy." Fu Shangzhen said this

At that time, a golden light appeared on his body. With a smile on his head, the demon, who turned into a face, seemed to see the Bodhisattva lowering his eyebrows.

"You and I have been with you for thousands of years, haven't you understood it yet? The rights and desires you pursue are just mirrors, water and moons. All things in the world will turn into dust and powder until they die. Only the true self can be eternal."

The big face transformed from black in the air snorted coldly when he heard this.

"You are becoming more and more like those monks, saying some bullshit words. I naturally know what I need!"

This big face said viciously, and even bared his teeth at Fu Shangzhen.

"I want these turmoil in all directions, I want the world to be in chaos, I want the vitality to be destroyed, I want chaos to reopen!"

Fu Shangzhen nodded, as if he agreed with its views.

"Since you agree, why do you reject me!" The big face roared angrily, full of reluctance.

If their demons lose their host, they will easily be suppressed by those bald people, and their long-cherished wishes will be buried deep.

Fu Shangzhen smiled on his face.

"I didn't reject you, you just rejected me now."

After saying that, he spread his hands and raised his head, as if he wanted to embrace the devil.

This devil and Fu Shangzhen have been fused for thousands of years. Even though it only has one spirit left, its host's best choice is Fu Shangzhen.

Seeing the old host spread his arms, it went straight to Fu Shangzhen's chest without thinking, just like they merged back then.

But this time, it's different from that time.

A golden light flashed out of Fu Shangzhen's body, and the black gas seemed to have fire encountered water, and a burst of white smoke emerged.

The devil was bounced away and grinned, as if it was scalded by hot water.

"Since you are all focused on those big bald guys, I will kill you first!"

As he said that, the black gas turned into a black dragon and was about to drill into Fu Shangzhen's chest.

At this moment, a figure flashed in. The Iron of Death of the God of Death did not stop him. He directly blocked Fu Shangzhen.

This black air rushed straight into his body.

The figure fell into the blood pool like a big stone, causing bloody waves.

Immediately afterwards, five more figures flashed in.

Four young little guys, an older guy in the grade, and three demons and two tribes.

These five people are no one else, they are Yuan Batian, Qi Futian and Tao Tuntian, and Lin Haotian’s servant.

"The Blood Demon Ancestor?" Yuan Batian's eyes were burning, staring at Fu Shang really in spirit.

This spiritual soul is not weak. If you eat it, your cultivation will inevitably increase greatly. Even if you have been suppressed for thousands of years, it is much more replenished than the Tokyo and Xi Naughty Children.

"Once it was." Fu Shangzhen replied lightly.

"What about now?"

"no."

"Who are you?" Tao Tuntian asked with his hands on his hips and straightened his back.

Before Fu Shangzhen could answer, Yuan Batian said, "No matter who he is, eat him first and then talk about it!"

After saying that, he turned into a big monkey climbing and rushed towards Fu Shangzhen.

But he didn't notice that since they came in, white bubbles kept rising from the blood pool.

Yuan Batian only felt something hitting his abdomen, and was pounced on Fu Shangzhen and he was pushed back to the pool.

Fu Shangzhen was still standing in the air, looking at the man rolling on the ground, frowned. The man rolled back and forth like a Cuju.

"My junior clan?"

The one who pushed Yuan Batian was the Nanzhi, and the one who rolled on the ground was also the Nanzhi.

"Why? I want to merge with the demon and become a blood demon! Why!" He sometimes rolled on the ground, sometimes raised his head and roared, sometimes kept grabbing his body, as if he was about to tear himself apart.

It seemed that the devil had a lot of fun, so he came out of his body and used him to escape from the Iron of the Death of the God.

"Are you worthy? Our demon clan and your demon clan merge to devour your blood and increase your cultivation ability, making you stronger. I really think there is no threshold? What kind of cat and dog want to merge with the uncle?"

At this time, Nan Tseng's clothes were torn and his body was covered with sores and bloodshot, just like a sick beggar.

And the black air also came out of his body, turned into a face, hanging in the air.

The devil came out of his body, and he was not so uncomfortable, but he still supported the ground with both hands and spitted blood on the ground, knelt down towards the big black face, moved forward with his knees, and walked down to his knees.

In front of this devil.

It is also the unconventional state of the demon race. If this demon race has legs, Nan Tseng will definitely hold his thigh.

"Please, please let me merge, I want to become stronger!"

The devil seemed to have not heard Nan Tseng's words, snorted coldly, raised his face, and his nostrils were facing Nan Tseng's abscesses below.

"Hey, there is a good seed." The devil whispered and looked at Yuan Batian.

When Nan Ting heard this, his eyes also looked at Yuan Batian. Without any hesitation, he fully showed his cultivation and rushed towards Yuan Batian with both palms.

But he was weakened by the demon in the blood pool, and his speed was not as fast as that of the demon.

The devil crawled into Yuan Batian's body directly. Yuan Batian felt his whole body full of strength, so he beat Nanzhi away with one palm.

Yuan Batian held his palm and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with surprise.

It turns out that this is the blood demon!

The blood demon is actually a fusion of the demon clan and the demon clan. The demon clan is called the host of the demon clan, and the demon clan provides the demon clan with some special abilities.

"Boy, I feel that there is a sleeping demon in your body. But as long as you sign a contract with me, I will help you solve it. I am more than a little better than him." A sinister voice came into being.

It entered Yuan Batian's ears.

When Yuan Batian heard this, he didn't agree with it. He was like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Okay, then you will solve this little bat first and then do what you should do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Batian pinched Nan Tseng, who was still kneeling on the ground with one hand and lifted him up.

Nan Tseng felt his breathing heavier and his face turned red.
To be continued...