People are in the Demon Cult, and they start by integrating the Fruit of Immortality.

Xia Lin, now only has the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan.

Moreover, Ye An found that his foundation was a little unstable, and the golden pill was not so round and shiny, which should be related to his state of mind, resulting in some flaws in the formed golden pill.

"Your father asked you to go out to temper your state of mind, it seems that you still haven't let go."

Ye An withdrew his probing consciousness.

Xia Lin lowered his head, a little ashamed: "It's that the disciple has a bad heart."

"This is not a problem of poor heart, if you want to solve the problem, you have to start from the root of the problem." Ye An looked at him and seemed to be able to look directly into his heart.

Xia Lin's fists slowly clenched: "I also tried to put it down, but it was too difficult, although my father told me that the murderer who killed our family had been destroyed by the sect, I didn't have a feeling of revenge, I only hated myself for not being able to end them with my own hands."

"More than three hundred years, countless darkness without seeing the sky, I have endured an unknown amount of torture, Yuanshen has been cut open by them again and again, countless memories have been read by them, whether it is happy, sad, happy, angry, all unreservedly displayed in front of them, several imperial uncles and royal brothers have been tortured to death by them, I can only watch, but there is nothing I can do!"

"That kind of pain, I will never forget it for the rest of my life, I can't let go!"

Xia Lin's body was trembling gently, and whenever he thought of those days of imprisonment and torture, the fear and hatred in his heart would grow infinitely.

"Put it down? Why put it down? Ye An spoke.

"Huh?" Xia Lin raised his head and was a little stunned.

"In the eyes of many people, cultivating immortals is to clear the heart, kill desires, and cut off feelings, but in my opinion, cultivating the truth and cultivating the truth, cultivating is a 'true' word, if even the most true self is abandoned, then what is the truth?" Although Ye An's voice was flat, it was deafening in Xia Lin's ears.

"The world is like a torrent, whether it is mortals or monks, they are deeply tormented in this oven, monks have a long life span, I don't know how many people's fates are intertwined, everyone is a causal line, do you want to cut off all these causal lines?"

"If a monk is really so pure-minded, then what immortality is he after? The obsession of immortal cultivators is the greatest heart demon and desire!

"Therefore, you just need to uphold your own heart, act casually, have revenge, have grudges, and stick to your bottom line."

"This, this, this..." Xia Lin was stunned for a while.

This was completely different from those immortal cultivation concepts he knew, although it sounded like a crooked reason, but if you thought about it, it made sense.

It is said that monks want to cut off their love and purify their hearts, but every monk is pursuing immortal cultivation and immortality, so why is this not a desire?

Ye An smiled: "Of course, letting you be your truest self is not for you to indulge your desires and do whatever you want, which will only provoke more demons."

Xia Lin seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he only felt that some places in his heart were suddenly cheerful, and he was no longer as depressed as before.

"Master, who is my enemy? Are they really gone?

"Your enemies are all descendants of the Xia Emperor just like you, except that they are on the other side of the Forbidden Wasteland, where they have established a powerful Daoist system called the Xia Imperial Palace..." Ye An simply recounted the destruction of the Summer Palace.

Hearing this, Xia Lin's heart shook, he didn't expect that the Xia Huang Palace would be so powerful.

In other words, it is estimated that there is no hope of revenge in this life.

"You have an obsession because you failed to take revenge with your own hands." Ye An pinched the magic seal in his hand, and there was a wisp of mysterious qi fluctuating on his body: "Let go of your heart, I'll let you personally experience the feeling of revenge."

Xia Lin was a little dazed.

The murderer's sect has been destroyed, how can he take revenge with his own hands?

However, he still let go of his mind, and soon, he felt that the scenery around him began to change, as if he had arrived in another world.

Western continent, northern region, outside the East Palace of the Summer Palace.

Xia Lin stood in the air, gently wiping the slashing knife in his hand, the blade was fierce and cold.

"Execute you with this slashing knife, presumably you can be blinded when you die, right?" Xia Lin spoke coldly, his face was cruel.

This scene was exactly the same as Ye An's outside the East Palace at that time, and even what he said was exactly the same!

This is Ye An's means!

Using his own memories and Xia Lin as the medium, he used his magical "fantasy" to construct a real enough event, reproduce the original picture, and let Xia Lin replace himself as the protagonist, and let him personally kill the enemy!

Although Xia Lin didn't know how Ye An did it, he now understood something.

He completely substituted himself and began to execute the cultivators of the Summer Palace.

Redo what Ye An had done before!

Watching Xia Lin experience his own affairs, Ye Anxin suddenly had an understanding.

"Immersive... Li Dai Tao stiff... Li Daitao stiff..."

His eyes flashed, and he faintly thought of something.

After watching the entire Xia Palace being destroyed, Xia Lin only felt a burst of happiness in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

"Uncle Three Emperors, Fifth Sister, Sixth Brother, have you seen it? I took revenge! I have avenged you! I destroyed the entire Summer Palace! Hahahaha!

Xia Lin laughed, but with a smile and laughter, he cried.

"I have avenged you, woo-woo, you can finally rest in peace."

Ye looked at him quietly, and after a long time, Xia Lin finally calmed down.

He wiped the tears and snot from his face, knelt down to Ye An, and respectfully kowtowed three heads: "Thank you Master for being perfect, the disciple has understood."

At this time, his eyes were clear and firm, his heart was clear, he was no longer blinded by hatred, and his heart to the Dao was unprecedentedly firm.

Ye An nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, the heart knot has been solved, your cultivation road is already a smooth road, then carefully polish your golden pill, that is your future Dao fruit, don't let him have any flaws."

"Yes, Master."

Xia Lin bowed respectfully to Ye An, then withdrew, ready to start his own practice.

When I walked to the door, I happened to meet Wan Yushuang coming in.

"I've seen Shi Niang." Xia Lin saluted Wan Yushuang.

Wan Yushuang's cheeks blushed: "No need to be polite." "

Senior Lady, I still have to go to practice, so I won't disturb Master and Senior Lady."

"Oh, good." Wan Yushuang was stunned, her cheeks became redder, but her heart couldn't stop the joy.

"The disciple retreated."

Wan Yushuang walked in and said with some curiosity: "He looks a little different from before, he feels like a changed person, what have you done to him?"

Ye An said with a smile: "It's just a knot for him."

Wan Yushuang became even more curious: "How did you unravel that hatred for him?" "

The matter of Xia Lin's family, Ye An told her.

She felt sorry that she had been imprisoned for hundreds of years, and she could not let go of that hatred.