Helian Yu was stunned for a moment by his eyes, and in a trance he returned to the scene of the bloody battle in Du'e Cave that night and when he was captured - the Taoist priest who was as cold as ice, the cold eyes that seemed to be bleeding, and the sword that could not be turned back.
As the Supreme Forgetful One, all beings are equal in his eyes. Would he treat anyone differently? Would he have murderous intentions towards anyone?
The doubts that had been lingering in his heart since then resurfaced at this moment. This time, Helian Yu suddenly had a guess. He stared at Duan Qing's unusual eyes, and slowly, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.
Wuji Kungfu is a calm and peaceful practice. Once a practitioner has passed the test, his emotions will be extinguished, but his mind will be as calm as still water. Duan Qing has cultivated himself and lived like a cold stone statue over the years. He has not revealed such a dangerous aura for a long time, just like the murderous intent of a sword about to be drawn.
Such a state of self-discipline and emotion-rejection will only occur under two circumstances: one is when one reaches a bottleneck in advancement; the other is when one's mind is shaken and no longer pure, with a crack that allows emotions to leak out.
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