Shen Gongbao Great Sage Persuading Death Immortal

Chapter 104 Psychology?No, math.

The three paths listed by Mr. Wang each have their advantages and disadvantages.

"The request of Daomen is too big and too far away."

Shen Gongbao shook his head and said: "I'm afraid that this world will return to the ruins, and there is no sign of it."

Daozu seeks the most, pursues the realm of perpetual motion, realizes creation out of nothing, and basically satisfies all desires. If money, treasures, beautiful cars and beautiful women are as easy as air, he will not fight for it.

After enjoying all the low-level interests, I feel empty and boring, and I will naturally move towards high-level seeking, exploring, and comprehending life.

This path is the highest, the biggest, but also the hardest.

What kind of state is a perpetual motion machine created out of nothing?

Shen Gongbao thinks he is at least a big Luo.

To seek the realm of Daluo from the realm of the earth fairy, without anyone's guidance, at least it is calculated by immeasurable kalpas.

"So Daozu is Daozu."

Mr. Wang praised: "Since the demise of the divine way and the rise of qi refiners, Daozu is the first person to open the way. Watching gods and demons breathe out vitality, pick up methods and go to the sky, no matter how difficult the road is, the Daozu of Dongsheng Shenzhou will be able to Go all the way."

"My life has a limit, but knowledge has no limit. If there is a limit, then there is no limit, and it is all over. Those who have already become knowledge are all over."

"The Dao ancestor has a heart of innocence, a heart of sincerity, and can go on unswervingly, which is beyond my generation."

Shen Gongbao is thoughtful, never wears down for ten thousand eons, and never retreats forever. This is not only a state, but also a heart of Taoism.

If this kind of Dao heart is lost, even Da Luo will become an innate spiritual treasure.

"As for the Buddha's path."

Mr. Wang pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "In order to show the public and be close to the fake."

The Buddha seeks the broadest, and hopes that all living beings will make selfless contributions. Before death, the golden body will be scattered, the spiritual energy will be returned to the heaven and the earth, and the wealth will be returned to zero.

The human world is like a game field, the reincarnation of the will of all living beings, experiencing all kinds of life, and finally awakening to become a Buddha, and the aura remains one, neither increasing nor decreasing.

This path seems to be feasible, but human nature is full of greed, hatred and ignorance, always wanting to eat more and occupy more.

As long as someone has selfish thoughts and carries five kilograms of aura in the process of reincarnation, accumulating over time, and people's hearts go down, then the system of six paths of reincarnation will collapse.

"That's why Daoyou Wang thinks that the path to the Buddha is impassable?" Shen Gongbao said meaningfully

This Mr. Wang, who fits the three religions, is actually denying the path of the three religions and finding his own new path in criticizing and overthrowing them.

"The Buddha's way is only suitable for a small number of people."

Mr. Wang sighed and said: "The morality of all living beings is not so high. It is destined that the Buddha's path will not work. Unless the realm of the Taoist ancestor can be created out of nothing, the resources are unlimited, and the creatures in the nine states of the world will no longer be troubled by foreign objects. Only then can we build the Six Realms of Reincarnation. possible."

"Then Mr. Wang recognizes the path of the Mohist patriarch?" Shen Gongbao asked again

Mr. Wang shook his head and said: "It's true to explore beyond the sky, but the idea of ​​universal love and non-aggression is also impossible to realize, just like my Confucian Datong society, it is just a dream."

The idea of ​​the Mohist Patriarch seems to be more realistic. To explore towards the outer world, one step at a time, one can see the trajectory of the road.

However, love has classes. An emperor can never love civilians. Real dragons do not speak to ants. The environment they live in is different, so there is no common language. Naturally, there is no so-called empathy or mutual love.

"Criticize Dao, deny Buddha, scold Mo."

"Even its own Confucianism has been denied."

Shen Gongbao burst out laughing and said, "You Wang Daoyou, you are so proud that you are almost arrogant. Please let me hear about your path."

"Buddhists say that all living beings are equal, everyone has Buddha nature, and everyone can become a Buddha."

"I said: Everyone can be a sage."

Mr. Wang didn't hide anything, and said frankly: "The old sage is gone, and I will be the new sage. This is not pride, but also arrogance."

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, but a sage does his part!"

If he just wants to be a moral gentleman, he can hide under the big tree of Confucianism to enjoy the shade and enjoy various benefits with peace of mind.

However, he is not a gentleman, he wants to be holy!

The establishment of a religion by a sage means rights, but it is also a huge responsibility. It must have the courage and responsibility to jump out of the cage of the three religions.

"There is no good and no evil is the body of the mind, there is good and evil is the movement of the mind, knowing the good and knowing the evil is the conscience, doing good and eliminating evil is the investigation of things."

Mr. Wang's sleeves fluttered, and the chess pieces stood in the sky, like a starry sky, and his voice sounded like a bell: "My way is called Investigating Things and Zhizhi!"

"The main body is just the void. In the void, there is nothing like the sun, moon, stars, chen, wind, dew, thunder, lightning, haze, and choking air."

"Investigate things to gain knowledge, trace back to the source, and seek the truth of the universe."

"My heart is the universe, and the universe is my heart."

Shen Gongbao's expression was calm, and he just asked: "Fellow Wang Daoyou, what do you use to find the truth of the universe, and how do you learn about things?"

"Number!"

Mr. Wang said solemnly: "I have penetrated through the three religions and learned a hundred schools of thought. I have always been looking for the common ground of the three religions and a hundred schools of thought. Based on this point, I have combined the three teachings into one and the hundred schools of thought resonate."

"This point is number, the three teachings are the foundation, and number is the foundation."

"I found that no matter it is the yin and yang school, the doctor's school, the farm school, the legal school, the businessman...even the most humble novelist, they all need numbers as their support and their foundation."

"Everything in the world is composed of numbers one after another. The universe is a universe of numbers. As long as you master the numbers, you will master the universe."

"If I comprehend the number of the universe, the universe will be in my heart."

Shen Gongbao said thoughtfully: "So, Wang Daoyou developed this school, can it be called Xinxue?"

Mr. Wang said solemnly: "It is also called mathematics."

Mess up, mess up, all mess up.

The corner of Shen Gongbao's mouth twitched slightly. Who knows what kind of sparks will be created when learning meets mathematics. No wonder people in this field say that Mr. Wang has the qualifications to develop the fourth religion.

Intentionally including the number of the universe sounds like nonsense.

However, if it is placed in the world of cultivating immortals, in the universe of immortality, there is still a slight possibility.

Although this path is very difficult, the time it takes is endless.

But it cannot be denied that this path is feasible.

At least, this road can go on forever, and only when you go to the last step, can you know whether this road is correct and whether it is the truth.

"If one day, the Dharma-ending era really comes, then mathematics will become the only orthodoxy."

Mr. Wang paused, looked at the thin figure at the foot of the mountain, and said slowly: "Because, the school of mathematics does not need aura, soul, or body of diamond. Can use mathematics to spy on the avenue of heaven and earth, the truth of the universe!"

In the huge Zhuxian Town, there are more than 3 people, everyone has luck, and everyone can practice, but it is self-evident who the guy who can't practice and has no luck is.

In Fallen Leaf Lane, Chen Changsheng met Hai Zeng, a young man in golden clothes. It can't be said that he was unlucky, but it can only be said that it was due to the number of days.

As the only unlucky person in the town, Zhu Xianzhen's bad luck almost all tilted towards him.

Now that the gate of heaven is open, bad luck from the outside world is also pouring in, and it naturally leans towards Chen Changsheng.

As a result, Chen Changsheng became an odd number, a strange existence with the protagonist's bad luck but no life.

Hai Zeng, a young man in golden clothes, is naturally sensitive to aura. When the two meet, it is like a fire dragon bumping into a stream, subconsciously trying to evaporate it dry and turn it into his own territory.

This is a torture from nature, a reminder from the depths of the soul.

"If I kill him, I can gain the favor of this piece of heaven and earth."

"Let Zhuxian Town's luck return to normal, get the blessing of the dragon's veins, maybe you can get one or two treasures."

Hai Zeng, a young man in golden clothes, trembled in his heart, and made a decision in an instant, which was a blessing from heaven.

If he can make himself go further, he belongs to the natural spiritual root, the seed of cultivation, and the group of arrogances who are expected to be the primordial spirit. If he can go further, what will it be? !

A great monk who has survived the catastrophe and is waiting for the imperial edict to ascend? !
That is the top of the mountain. Except for the three religions and hundreds of schools in the nine states of the world, the great monk Feisheng is the pinnacle of the world. Ask why Tianzong is so powerful and has a place in Zhuxian Town in his hand. It is precisely because the Supreme Sovereign is A great monk who has ascended to the realm.

It is a well-known sect in Nanzhan Buzhou.

If he goes one step further, Wen Tianzong will have two ascended great monks. In the future, they may even represent Nanzhan Buzhou to participate in the continental war and seize the luck of Kyushu in the world.

Thinking of this, Hai Zeng, a young man in golden clothes, felt extremely hot, the old Taoist priest who was traveling with him through sound transmission.

"Teacher, I want to kill him."

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes, and secretly replied: "There are sages of the three religions sitting in Zhuxian Town, don't let them find out."

Hai Zeng, a young man in golden clothes, immediately beamed with joy. He knew that the teacher was the one who loved him the most.

From the beginning to the end, neither of the two masters and apprentices asked the reason for the murder, nor did they consider whether Chen Changsheng was good or evil. The only consideration was the punishment from a stronger person.

As for Chen Changsheng's life, he was just a mortal. To a cultivator, he existed like an ant. Is there any reason to step on an ant to death?

No need.

Even master and apprentice Haizeng felt that he was merciful enough to kill only one person.

It is said that in Beiju Luzhou, a place where demons prosper, mortals replace spirit stones and become currency-like existences. The great demon Jianguo raises mortals in captivity, opens up a human market, and sells them regularly.

Some demonic sects collect blood tax on a regular basis, and with towns as units, they hand over a certain amount of boys and girls every year in exchange for the protection of the demonic sect from being eaten by big monsters.

Gods and demons, regardless of good intentions, are actually too far away from humans, almost two races, two living bodies.

True dragons don't talk to ants, and monks are all worthless.

There are sages of the three religions staring at them, and they cannot kill people blatantly. However, if a monk wants to kill a mortal, there are at least nine hundred ways.

The young man dressed in golden clothes and with outstanding appearance, but his pupils were a bit dark looked at the thin young man at the end of the muddy road, waved his hand and said, "Come here, boy, and show us a way."

"This gold rewards you."

A golden stone appeared in Hai Zeng's hand, but a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth. A poor young man in a small town has any knowledge. It is a great blessing to see a few silver coins in his life.

This piece of gold can buy a three-in and three-out dean in the secular world, saving people from struggling for 50 years.

Wealth moves people's hearts.

In the small town, the saints of the three religions are not allowed to kill people, but if someone sees money and seeks money and kills them, and the outsiders fight back, the saints sitting here will not care.

The world of mortals is boundless, there are three thousand temptations, there will always be something that will kill you.

Gold, silver and treasures, enchanting beauties, fame and fortune... I don't believe that you can give up one by one. The gods who have been cultivating for many years on the mountain, and the prime minister in charge of the court in the secular world may not have such a mind.

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Chen Changsheng remained unmoved in the face of all kinds of temptations. Apart from his own persistence, he also had self-knowledge. He was unlucky since he was a child.

More importantly, there was an extra hairpin on Chen Changsheng's bun at some point. Grandpa Xu's voice echoed in his ears, as if telling him.

"Be careful with these two."

Chen Changsheng was cautious, he protected the Lingtai, and he didn't dare to cross the threshold.

However, in this world, it is not that you can protect yourself by being careful. More often than not, someone wants you to die.

After walking out of Fireworks Lane, the young man in gold seemed to be smiling, but in fact he was already irritable and unwilling, just like a fisherman who has been fishing for many years and sees a fish that is dead or alive.

"go to hell!"

Hai Zeng gritted his teeth and stopped fishing, but went straight off to draw water, took out a small sword from his Qiankun bag and threw it at Chen Changsheng, pretending to be disapproving, and said, "You are rewarded."

It seems that a young master from a rich family rewards his servants generously, but the jeweled emerald sword hides murderous intentions.

If it is operated with spiritual energy, it is a fairy sword with unparalleled killing power, but this sword is a poisonous fairy sword. If a mortal touches it, the flesh will turn into pus within a short while.

"He's going to kill you."

Xu Taiding's voice rang in Chen Changsheng's ears, and in just a split second, the thin young man made up his mind, bowed his hands, saluted and kowtowed, and then stabbed out with his sword without hesitation.

The power of the last dharma in Zhuxian Town is flourishing, and the monks are almost suppressed into mortals, and they can only act on the basis of past experience.

Hai Zeng's expression changed, and he wanted to turn around to dodge the sword, but his physical body couldn't keep up with the changes in his divine sense, Biluo's little sword brushed past his body, and cut a hole, blood gushed out, not red but green.

This is a poisonous sword.

"Ants dare!!!"

Haizeng's teacher, the old Taoist priest was furious, and disregarding the rules of the town, he descended in an instant and sent Chen Changsheng flying several feet away with a direct palm strike.

Monks are almost suppressed into mortals, almost, not quite.

If you ignore the rules, like this time, outsiders can still exert a little divine power.

Looking at Chen Changsheng who was not turned into a broken corpse but just vomiting blood, the old Taoist had cold eyes and said ruthlessly: "You are not dead, so there is a ghost protecting you, hehe, I beat you to death."

Xu Laodao's soul was rippling, his expression was pale, he kowtowed towards the academy, and shouted: "Master, help me."

"No one can save you."

The old Taoist has made up his mind to kill, even if he is punished afterwards, he will kill these two hidden dangers.

"Sigh, you don't cultivate your mind if you cultivate your strength."

"It's getting worse and worse."

In a Taoist temple in Zhuxian Town, a Taoist priest who was sleeping soundly turned over, muttered in his sleep, and waved his hand.

Hai Zeng's master and apprentice, who were originally murderous, were thrown out of Zhuxian Town.

(End of this chapter)