"I don't believe in heresy. I'll give you the chance. Let's decide the victor!"
Xiao Yan pushed his Dharmic powers to their limits and his movement technique was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye as he rushed in front of Zhu Yi.
The powerful energy waves from the collapse of the Eight Trigrams almost caused the surrounding space to tremble and collapse.
Zhu Yi raised his brows and threw away the sword in his hand in the face of Xiao Yan's aggressive collapse of the Eight Trigrams.
"There's fire in the swamp, change! A gentleman rules the world! Sword of Revolution! "
Zhu Yi did not use his sword and instead, he put two fingers together and conjured a sword art.
A sword qi shot out from Zhu Yi's fingertip and grew larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to nearly a thousand feet!
That sword move seemed as if it wanted to reverse the situation of the world, change the world, reform the Dao, and change the Mandate of Heaven!
That sword was much sharper than the Heaven and Earth Tempest sword force and the Brightshore sword force that defeated Tiny Tot.
That was the sharpest and strongest sword move that Zhu Yi had comprehended in the Sword of Yi, the Sword of Revolution!
The sword qi that was like a waterfall was resplendent and condensed. Not only did it represent the creation of all things, it also represented an unparalleled human dao force!
Even if Xiao Yan's Eight Trigrams collapsed, it would not be able to destroy that sword immediately.
Since it could not destroy it immediately, the sharp sword qi shot towards Xiao Yan.
"This is the moment when your aura is declining. Eldest Senior Brother, you've lost!"
In this sparring session, Wang Lin's cultivation realm was too low and did not count. He had won both battles against Xiao Yan and Tiny Tot.
Zhu Yi let out a long roar in high spirits.
Faced with Zhu Yi's sword that could change destiny, Xiao Yan looked impressed and cheered, "Good!"
However, that was not enough!
The collapse of the Eight Trigrams resolved external demons!
There would always be many obstacles on the path of cultivation.
The so-called demons were these obstacles. Cultivators could defeat demons to prove their Great Dao.
Everything external, harmful obstacles, dangers, enemies, and difficulties, can be called external devils.
Xiao Yan was now using a variant of his Eight Trigrams Disintegration Technique to resolve these external demons!
The shockwave that could destroy all things overlapped, but it did not spread outwards. Instead, it tightly surrounded Xiao Yan's body, as if it had turned into an invincible armor.
All of the attacks aimed at Xiao Yan were completely shattered by this horrifying vibrating force, completely dispelled.
The black clothed young man formed seals with both hands as he stood there solemnly, and he actually revealed a formidable Concept of immobility and eternity.
Zhu Yi's face darkened. His Leather Sword Style was the most powerful sword style in the Sword of Change Dao, but it was also the one that consumed the most spiritual power.
Originally he had already fought a fierce battle with the little guy, now he had to fight Xiao Yan again. After two consecutive evenly matched battles, even though Zhu Yi was already at foundation building, his magic power was almost completely exhausted.
The Leather Sword Style did not succeed, and Zhu Yi lost the power to fight again.
However, what made him even more depressed was that the situation where he was waiting to wear down Xiao Yan's spirit and spiritual power with one strike was completely reversed in the blink of an eye.
This feeling made Zhu Yi feel more uncomfortable than failure, as if a breath was blocked and could not be spat out.
"Xiao Yi, come up first." Lin Feng looked at Zhu Yi indifferently, then turned to Xiao Budian and said, "Tianhao, are you interested in fighting with your eldest senior brother?"
Xiao Budian rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Please give me some pointers, eldest senior brother." His small body jumped tens of meters high, flipped lightly in the air, and landed in the valley.
Zhu Yi took a deep breath and floated up the mountain. He stood beside Lin Feng and looked at Xiao Yan and Xiao Budian in the valley in a daze.
Lin Feng thought, "Zhu Yi studied hard for ten years and cultivated the way of a gentleman, but he did not cultivate gentleness and modesty."
In Zhu Yi's mind, the way of a gentleman was to be the first in the world, to dare to be the first in the world, to dare to be the first in the world, to strive to be the first in the world, to strive to be the first in the world, to strive to be the first in the world, and to strive to be the first in the world.
Although he never said it and maintained the due respect for Xiao Yan, the eldest senior brother, and the relationship between the two was relatively harmonious, Zhu Yi always had a fire burning in his heart.
He wanted to be the first among Lin Feng's disciples, and become the role model and role model of the sect.
"You're not convinced after losing, and you're not happy?" Lin Feng asked indifferently.
Zhu Yi was shocked. After hesitating for a moment, he calmly nodded.
He advocated the way of a gentleman, but he was also a young man. He would also think highly of himself and be hot-blooded and brave. How could he be willing to lose to others? Even if that person was his senior brother.
Zhu Yi analyzed his mentality very clearly, but he did not intend to restrain it.
It was the nature of young people to be jealous and competitive. Blindly suppressing it and pretending to be mature was like using a sandbag to block a flood. Not only was it against the natural order, but it was also easy to cause problems. It was better to let it out.
Lin Feng turned and looked at Zhu Yi, as if he wanted to see the bottom of Zhu Yi's heart.
"Then, what are you going to do?"
Zhu Yi said in a deep voice, "I want to compete with eldest senior brother again … Otherwise, it's like a stone is stuffed in my heart. My heart is full of stones that can't be dispelled, and my thoughts can't be clear."
"Thought flow?" The corners of Lin Feng's mouth curved: "What is thought flow?"
Zhu Yi answered, "I read a Buddhist scripture in the past. It said, 'Thinking without stagnation is merit. Understanding one's nature is merit. Acting according to one's nature is virtue.' Thinking without stagnation and acting according to one's nature is virtue. I think this is clear."
Lin Feng nodded. "It's not completely unreasonable, but have you ever thought of a problem?"
"If you act according to your nature and do whatever you want, if your thoughts are clear, it is very likely that others will go against their nature, and many others will not be clear," Lin Feng said slowly. "You believe in the way of a gentleman. You should know that you should not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself."
Speaking up to this point, Lin Feng smiled slightly. "There is nothing wrong with living in the world but seeking what one's heart wants. There is nothing wrong with living a happy and carefree life. However, only focusing on one's own understanding and making others suffer, this is called self-centeredness."
Hearing Lin Feng's words, Zhu Yi was stunned speechless, unable to say anything for a long time.
When he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that his back was already soaked in cold sweat.
Zhu Yi was able to discern reason and was smarter than others. With a bit of thought, he understood the deeper meaning hidden in Lin Feng's unfinished words.
One can be domineering and selfish, but it is best to know one's own limits. One must clearly understand that one's way of doing things is domineering and selfish in the eyes of the world. One cannot think that one's domineering and selfishness is a matter of course in the eyes of most people.
Otherwise one will only be blinding one's own eyes.
Zhu Yi's entire body was covered in cold sweat. This is because he thought, isn't his father, the Marquis of Xuanji, a person like this?
Asking others to act according to their own moral standards and rules, yet not caring about other people's feelings. He would even think that everything is a matter of course, thinking that he is always right.
Making decisions for others without permission, yet thinking that he is right and even more thinking that the other person should be grateful to him.
What suits one's heart is right, what doesn't suit one's heart is wrong. Mistakes must be changed, otherwise they are unreasonable and unforgivable.
Their own likes and dislikes are right and wrong.
Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me die.
Lin Feng looked at Zhu Yi and sighed in his heart. Sometimes he has to say that the power of inheritance is strong.
No matter how father and son Zhu Yi and the Marquis of Xuanji don't get along, there are similarities in their bones.
Zhu Yi closed his eyes, letting his shaken mind gradually calm down.
His thoughts have now reached a fork in the road. On one side is the road he was originally pursuing. A gentleman walks on the straight road, his heart like a newborn child, his will like steel.
On the other side is a self-centered road. Walking on this road, his father, the Marquis of Xuanji, is waiting for him there.
Both roads are firm in one's beliefs and unwavering compromises.
But there is a fundamental difference between the two.
The former is truly following one's heart, while the latter is essentially just indulging in lust.
Zhu Yi slowly opened his eyes, bowing to Lin Feng with the greeting of a teacher, sincerely saying: "Disciple almost walked on the wrong path, thanks to master's reminder, disciple is ashamed."
Lin Feng laughed: "Being able to wake up so quickly shows that you still have a clear understanding of your own heart."
Lin Feng of course is not happy that Zhu Yi is becoming more and more like his old man, the Marquis of Xuanji.
Zhu Yi becoming self-centered is not only because he is at odds with his old man, the Marquis of Xuanji. As his master, Lin Feng will also be affected. Despicable differences will arise between the master and disciple, finally becoming enemies.
A disciple who can constantly reflect on himself and clearly understand himself is what Lin Feng wants.
Seeing that Zhu Yi has already understood, Lin Feng nodded his head in satisfaction. Looking down at the center of the valley, he smiled saying: "Alright, compose yourself and carefully watch the battle between Xiaoyan and Tianhao, the outcome is about to be decided."
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