Destiny is ashes

Chapter 170 Lawless (Thanks to all readers for the tip)

At this point, what was left of Captain Chen's body, from bones to flesh and blood, had turned into a mass of steaming meat on the ground, which was quickly drying up and turning into a black and red paste.

This is the fate of those who rashly invite spirits into their bodies without practicing to the point where their vital energy is as vast as the tide. They will be completely crushed by the power of heaven and earth.

An Jing can only be skipped if he has destiny, but for those who skip it rashly, the ending will definitely not be good.

"He is just a nobody, he probably really doesn't know the situation."

An Jing found a dustpan and a broom, tidied up the dried meat paste, then took it to the river and crushed all the remaining traces, even the hard bones, into pieces, turning them into ashes and scattering them into the river.

Friends who often deal with corpses know that no one can recognize a corpse that has been handled in this way.

After completely erasing the remaining traces of Captain Chen, An Jing sighed: "What a pity, otherwise, I could have saved a few more people... But there will be opportunities in the future. When I solve the Chongyi Building, I will be able to rescue the kidnapped people."

"You still have good intentions."

The Fuxie Sword Spirit complained: "The method is too evil. We, the righteous swords, would not torture people physically to extract confessions like this, especially we would not enjoy it."

"I wasn't actually forcing a confession."

An Jing said honestly: "I just couldn't help it. When I thought about the miserable end of those poor people, I couldn't bear it anymore. I had to let these beasts be tortured."

"Well……"

Hearing this, even Fu Xie murmured: "An Jing, if you always have this kind of thought, even if you always do good deeds, in the end, you will become like them, a demon who regards life as dust and the world as his own."

"So what?" An Jing turned around, packed up his equipment, and transformed himself back into the original Master Chen Li. He walked out of the river leisurely, "I don't care."

He said calmly: "I just don't eat people, but I never said I don't kill people, and I never said I want to be a good person."

"I will be... more cruel than them. More bloody and terrifying than them. I will become a more..."

"A lawless devil."

"if that is the case."

Fu Xie sighed and said, "I have to think about whether there is any magic sword technique related to the Youli Dark Sea, or any other blood evil magic sword technique... Anyway, there should be some that are more in line with your state of mind."

"what?"

An Jing thought that the Fuxie Sword Spirit would give him a lecture and ask him not to be so cruel in the future, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so open-minded and directly start thinking about how to change his skills: "Is it still possible?"

He was somewhat surprised and asked, "You are actually... willing to let me practice magic?"

"What do you think a sword is?"

The Fuxie Sword Spirit didn't care about this at all. He said in a matter-of-fact tone: "A sword is a killing weapon! As long as it can kill people, what difference does it make whether it is a quick kill or a brutal kill? Especially when it comes to brutally killing demons and evil spirits, that is the righteousness of heaven and earth, and it is natural!"

"From the people to the Emperor of Heaven, all the spirits in heaven and earth are eager for us to inflict the greatest and most incredible pain on them!"

"The Tao is everywhere, even if it's... killing and torture!"

"This..." Hearing this, An Jing was indeed stunned. He said in disbelief, "Is this true... No, this is just as I imagined..."

"Haha, do you know how horrible the punishment in the Netherworld is? Do you know that evil people and evil ghosts have to go through the eighteen levels of hell and endure billions of years of subjective time?" Fuxie Sword Spirit laughed: "This is why I don't want to tell you about the Huaixu Order back then, because the thing you imagine in your mind, that grand, bright and just thing, does not exist in the world."

"An Jing, what do you think a sword immortal is? What do you think a sect is?"

Having said this, the Fuxie Sword Spirit's tone became deep and solemn: "The Supreme Daode once said: To bear the country's filth is to be the master of the country; to bear the country's misfortune is to be the king of the world. In the past, countless sects ruled the world, how could they not have methods to deal with these filth and darkness? The devil is a necessary existence for the entire world, and it is also a part of the sect... In this world, we bear the yin and embrace the yang, this is the necessary darkness."

"Not to mention, the operation of a force, the actions of a powerful person, are all thoughts bright, beautiful, bright and just? Mortals believe that immortals are flawless, that's because their realm is not high enough, but if we ourselves really believe so, then are we still cultivators who are honest to the Tao?"

"I can only acknowledge my clear self, but not my impure self. Isn't this also a deception to the sword and the heart?"

"Mortals can naively see the world as black and white, but that's as far as they can go."

"But we are sword cultivators. The sword has two edges, one for righteousness and one for desire. The heart is the spine of the sword, supporting the flawless Tao heart that is impartial, neither right nor wrong, and a perfect balance of yin and yang!"

"...I've learned your lesson." An Jing nodded from the bottom of his heart, feeling that he had a new understanding of the Huaixu Sect's awareness in the past. Although the Fuxie Sword Spirit not only couldn't tell whether he was an immortal or an immortal sword, but now even had doubts about whether he was an immortal sword, no matter what, he was indeed a leader with his own unique ideas, firm logic, and far-sighted thinking.

An Jing was very grateful for the other party's advice, but he actually wanted to clarify: "I am not a sword cultivator, I just use the sword as a weapon..."

"Your situation is rather special." The Fuxie Sword Spirit did not hear him. He was lost in thought at this moment: "Is it the sword of the demon god, or the sword of killing... or the sword of judgment of the netherworld..."

——It’s all about swords. There’s no way to continue this topic, typical swordsman thinking.

An Jing sighed and ignored the sword spirit who was lost in thought. Although the sword cultivator's thoughts entered his mind, he believed that the other party would always find the most suitable method for him.

Just like Taibai Haoling's divine ban.

at the same time.

A blind Taoist fortune teller also came to this frontier city in the increasingly severe snowstorm.

"Kanming City... The last time I came here was two hundred years ago."

The blind Taoist priest looked around the entire city and sighed, "A raging fire will either perish in a big fire or slowly die out... This city has run out of luck. I wonder if it can survive this disaster."

Just as he was sighing, the blind Taoist priest uttered a sigh and looked in the direction of Chen, the captain of the police, who was being dismantled by An Jing. "Blood and official aura... is this, someone is attacking the government?"

It can be heard that this Taoist priest has no respect for the Dachen government. He just shook his head and said, "No, it's one on one. It's just a personal grudge. It's really cruel."

"This Kanming City has really become a lawless place. How could anyone dare to kill the head of the government police?"

"Besides, who is this guy? This killing method..."

"Isn't this a bit too demonic?"

An Jing, who was identified as a member of the Demon Cult, also returned to the inn.

"I'm sorry, sir, but there's nothing we can do..."

As An Jing was packing his luggage and preparing to leave, the innkeeper wiped his sweat and explained, "They have a search warrant, but your things are definitely not missing - we were watching the whole process, and those constables wanted to take your gems, but we stopped them for you!"

"I don't blame you."

An Jing waved his hand. If the government came with a search warrant to deal with him, the inn would certainly not dare to stop them. But if he left for a moment, his house would be searched, so he could naturally not stay in this inn.

The other inns will probably be no different, and new accommodation will be hard to find.

The innkeeper apologized to An Jing repeatedly. Although he had no idea what was going on with the local constable, he could not afford to offend the Chenli clan behind An Jing.

To express his apology, he wanted to refund An Jing's accommodation fee for these days, but An Jing didn't want it. He was quite comfortable living here.

Every wrong has its perpetrator and he knows very well who the culprit is.

"What to do next? Rush to Chongyi Building and pick them all off?"

Thinking of this, the sword spirit became excited. He had never encountered such a thing before.

Although a long time has passed, most of the memories have been forgotten, and those that remain are memories of subduing demons and eliminating monsters. He really doesn't know what ordinary cultivators would do in such a situation.

"Not in a hurry."

An Jing was really calm - mainly because he had killed Captain Chen, he was in a much better mood now: "Now the other party doesn't know my true strength, but I have a general understanding of the other party. On the surface, I am in the light and they are in the dark, but in fact it is the other way around."

"Let's stick to the original plan and wait for them to report in the evening before conducting another investigation. Only by making full preparations can we win every battle."

"As for now, let's go to the tea shop."

"I think it's time to have a frank talk with Aunt Huai."

(End of this chapter)