"This pack of demons and monsters has run rampant through Cloud Dream Marsh, oppressing the good and the innocent. They should have been slaughtered long ago. Why bother speaking of benevolence and morality to such fiends?" Shen Luo said dismissively in response to the Little White Dragon's words.
"Subduing demons and vanquishing devils is certainly important, but one must always keep compassion in one's heart. A single thought can lead to Buddhahood, and a single thought can lead to demonhood. I hope you will conduct yourself with care, Fellow Daoist," the Little White Dragon said slowly.
"How I conduct myself is none of your concern. Just mind your own affairs," Shen Luo said impatiently.
Wuman'er and the Ghost General in the distance were both startled when they saw Shen Luo like this.
Shen Luo had always been refined and courteous around others, and he had been especially respectful toward the Little White Dragon. Why had he suddenly spoken so harshly?
"So that's it. There is demonic aura within you as well, Fellow Daoist, and it has invaded you deeply enough to affect your mind without your awareness. Wake up!" The Little White Dragon looked surprised. After sizing Shen Luo up, he suddenly shouted, unleashing a Buddhist School Demon-Subduing Roar.
Shen Luo shuddered from head to toe. It was as though a great bell and drum had sounded beside his ears, and he awoke as if from a dream.
"What did I just do?" Recalling his earlier actions, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Master, are you all right?" The Ghost General flew over.
Wuman'er also flew over, concern evident on her face.
Shen Luo shook his head, then solemnly bowed to the Little White Dragon. "Thank you, Senior Ao Lie!"
"I do not know how you came to be