At night, the dragon and tiger mountain also fell into silence.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there are not so many tall buildings and neon lights. The bright moon and stars in the sky are particularly beautiful.

But obviously, someone I'm not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful sky.

Ding Yiming is sitting in his own courtyard. Behind him is the room where he has lived for half a year. In front of him is the small courtyard where he practices every morning.

This kind of life makes him feel very full, and he really likes it, but why not continue

What is the purpose of learning magic by yourself? To be handsome? In order to show their ability, to win the onlooker's exclamation, praise? Look at their expressions of surprise and admiration?

He has seen enough of such things.

The financial resources of the Ding family make him a bright spot among his classmates. The feeling that "local tyrants are by my side" makes all the people around him gather around him, like the stars.

What's the difference? Just for different reasons.

Perhaps in the beginning, I had such an idea, but now this idea has already swam far away with the wind.

On the dragon and tiger mountain, those elders brought their youth, middle age and old age to Zhengyi temple. What is their purpose?

For the sake of The peace of ZHENGYIGUAN! For the sake of world stability!

In addition to the magic guard, it should be so.

Ding Yiming looks at the sword standing beside him. In the moonlight, it is emitting a faint silver light. It looks very clean. But even ten hours ago, its blade was stained with blood!

Isn't it born to protect people all over the world?

Why, it's also stained with blood?

If the real battlefield, even if in front of the enemy is evil repair, demons, ghosts, they are not the world?

How many of them are determined by birth?

Not like men and women, not like race and skin color, not like high or low birth Sometimes the path of cultivation of righteousness and evil can be changed according to one's own thoughts.

People are not saints, who can be faultless? What's more, the law of the jungle is natural.

Wolf eat sheep, how is sheep justice? How can wolves be evil?

Bullying the weak is not right, but what's the difference between killing the strong and protecting the weak?

I don't know how many people have thought about this problem, and they don't know whether it is right or wrong.

But at least, in the daytime competition, when I cut the student with my sword, my heart was touched.

In the future, what should we do? Should this road continue

Ding Yiming sat in the hospital, thinking for a long time, but there was no answer.

At this time, the white shadow around him suddenly flashed, and Ding Yiming was surprised. When he looked again, he found that there was a man, dressed in white, floating down, falling to his side, and then sat down again.

"Teacher Master

Ding Yiming stood up high, jumped away and looked at the kind old man in front of him with wide eyes.

Come on, it's Master Zhang!

"Yiming, sit down." The old master was kind-hearted, like the grandfather who was playing chess and telling stories under the building. He took a picture of the place where Ding Yiming just sat next to him.

"Yes, master."

Ding Yiming arched his hand and replied that he was very respectful. Only then did he dare to sit back. One old and one young, just sit side by side.

"What are you thinking? Is it for today's daytime competition? You did a good job. You didn't disgrace your teacher. " The old master said with a smile.

"It's the master who taught me well."

"Ha ha ha, you are really the most gifted child I have ever seen. What's the matter? You have a good performance. What's the trouble? Is it because you hurt the student? We all know it's a miss. In that case, it's normal to hurt people by a miss. We won't blame you. "

"But..." Ding Yiming opened his mouth, but he stopped and was silent.

"Well?" The master looked at him. "Tell me all your worries and thoughts."

"This Yes, master

Ding Yiming hesitated for a moment, but he still nodded and said what he thought in his heart. After that, he lowered his head again, revealing a kind of hopeless confusion.

The old master listened to his thoughts, but he just laughed and didn't speak. He looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand and twisted his beard. His expression was thought-provoking.

"Master." Ding Yiming suddenly raised his head.

"Well?"

"Has there ever been a wizard in this world who didn't kill?"

"No killing?"

"Yes, the great mage who does not kill, but can still get rid of demons, defend the way, get rid of the tyrant, can save thousands of people, save the world!"

"I didn't expect that your ideal was quite lofty," the old master said with a smile."Master..."

"Ha ha ha, you child." The master stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair. He continued to look up at the sky: "how ever, even now, there are such people."

"Ah?" Ding Yiming was stunned. "Now? Do you still live in this world? Such a master? "

"Yes." The Heavenly Master said naturally. "He is master Ruyan."

"Master Ruyan..."

"Master Ruyan lived in yunmiao temple. He traveled all over the world and helped the world. I don't know how many people were saved by him or how many demons were saved by him, but I never killed one person in my life! Whether it's a person or a demon, it's called "living Buddha and holy monk". This person should be what you said

"You have never killed life, saved the suffering, got rid of demons and defended the way! It is such a person

Ding Yiming is a little excited to learn that there are such people in the world.

"Many people in the world fight for the protection of the people behind them, but there are also people who are treated equally and have never killed in their life. How, do you plan to become such a person?"

"Yes Cried Ding Yiming!

"You know it's hard."

"I know!"

"Then you..."

"But I can't bear it!" Ding Yiming said, "I can't bear to start. I can't bear to see them killed by me. If I want to save the world, I have to care about the world! Who is wrong with people? I only ask them to change their ways. If they can't do it once, they will do it again! "

"Have you ever thought that if you don't succeed, he will still do evil and kill more people?"

“…… I've thought about that Ding Yiming's eyes darkened. "I'm afraid Shifu won't agree with what I say next, but please listen to me."

"You said

"That is to say, if you are all people in the world, you will be treated equally. In fact, there is no difference between killing ten people in the name of one person and killing one person in the name of ten people. I will feel sorry for the lost life. I can't bear to kill. I will try my best to save him. But if I fail, I will also be sad about the loss I don't know what to do. I really don't know what to do. "

Ding Yiming said, his voice gradually lowered, his head hanging very low, almost to his legs.

Looking at him like this, the old master was silent for a long time. Finally he sighed and said, "for many years, how many people have no such consciousness? There is one here. How can I refuse you?"

With that, the old master reached into the sleeve of his robe, took out a long wooden box and handed it to Ding Yiming.

"From today on, you don't need to use the sword any more. This is for you."

Ding Yiming was a little stunned. He didn't know what it was. He took the long wooden box with both hands and opened it. Inside, there were a pair of black steel whips!

Long and thin handle with dragon scale carving. In the front, there are 13 long whips in the shape of pagoda. It's as dark as night. It looks very hard! The whole body exudes a kind of rich breath!

"This is..."

"Take it up and try." Said the master.

"Yes

Ding Yiming took up the whip with both hands and stood in the middle of the yard. He tried to wave it twice. It was not heavy or light, just right!

"It's called pagoda Xuan gold whip. It's extremely hard, but it's blunt and has all the edges. Since you want to be the one who will not kill, you can't use the sword anymore. This weapon is the most suitable for you. It happens that you used to use it with both hands. As a teacher, I'll give it to you!" Said the master.

When Ding Yiming heard this, he fell to his knees and held the steel whip in his backhand. He bowed his hand to thank the old teacher: "thank you, master!"

"Ha ha ha ha Get up, get up. I didn't expect that when I was young, I could have such an idea. Apart from master Ruyan, all the people I know who could have such a realm are middle-aged people in their 40s and 50s. Some even have such an awareness when they are old. You are very good. "

"Yes! Thank you for your praise Ding Yiming worships again.

"Hahaha, OK, Yiming, there is another wonderful place for this pair of whips."

"Ah? Where is it? "

"You try to connect the ends of the two whips together."

Ding Yiming, according to his words, quickly pushed the ends of the two whip together. The old master immediately recited a mantra. Suddenly, there was a flash of black light at the junction. Looking at it again, it turned into a long weapon!

"This...!"

Ding Yiming was surprised and tried it twice. It's not like the toys sold outside are connected by rotation or piston lock. It's as if they were born into one!

"Ha ha ha ha ha..." Seeing him like this, the old master burst out laughing. He pointed again and recited a mantra. The two steel whips suddenly separated.

"That's the wonder of it. The double whip is long or short, or single or double. It's more flexible to adapt to battlefield conditions. With it, you'll have stronger adaptability in future battles!"

"Thank you, master!" Ding Yiming wants to worship again."Oh, don't be so polite. They will be happy to have a master like you. Well, this evening, you should get used to this new weapon. From tomorrow, I will teach you the formula of separating and merging them, and a set of whiplash techniques! "

"Yes, master!"

In the courtyard, Ding Yiming bowed his hand to the road. The old master stood up and shook his sleeve with a smile. He flew away in a moment, like a leaf rising in the wind.

At this time, they don't know that in the future, when people mention Ding Yiming, the black tower double whip, they will mention the legend that he never killed in his life