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Chapter 388 Wang Ye: Cultivating Taoism Can't Save the Country
Not far from the door, Zhuge Qing and Wang, who were sitting cross-legged on the ground, also withdrew the Seal of Listening to the Wind Yin with excitement at the same time.

The two looked at each other and smiled heartily at the same time, which made Fu Rong, who was next to him unknown, couldn't help feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

Zhuge Fox didn't know that his sister had become suspicious, so he still looked at his friend with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Old Wang, why don't you listen?"

"Cut~ Do you think everyone is gossiping like you?" Wang Ye stretched slowly, looked up at the night sky, dazed.

After a while, he suddenly said: "Old Qing, I suddenly don't want to go back to Wudang Mountain."

"Oh, that's right." Zhuge Fox asked absent-mindedly while holding his mobile phone and moving his fingers like flying, "Why?"

Wang also stood up slowly, brushed the dust off his clothes, and said in a flat but firm tone, "Because ah~ Cultivating the Tao cannot strengthen the country!"

"The pursuit of all monks is to go beyond the world, to roam the universe, to find the great freedom, to find the great truth, and finally to be at ease-this may be the ultimate pursuit of human beings, but it is not suitable for our generation. Waste of time for it."

Looking back at the room where Meng Lang and Ma Xianhong were, Wang Ye's sleepy eyes gradually turned clear.

"When I first met Lao Meng, to be honest... I felt despised."

"I didn't know him well at the time, and thought he looked down on me, but because that guy was so good at fighting, and he gave a lot of benefits, a combination of carrots and sticks was thrown at him, so I had to join the health brigade."

"What about now? Do you understand him?" Zhuge Qing listened carefully to Wang Ye's emotion, but his hands did not stop at all, and he was still in the X letter group named "There are no capitalists and their families here". Editing long texts.

"Now... I sort of understand it—I'm pretty sure he just looks down on me."

Speaking of this, Wang Ye couldn't help but put on a wry smile: "To be precise, that guy doesn't look down on all other people, no matter you, me, the ten guys... or even the old heavenly master, one counts as one. He looks down upon it!"

"In his eyes, not to mention the entire Inhuman World, but at least [-]% of it is old-fashioned and self-styled dross, which should have been swept into the dustbin of history long ago."

Zhuge Qing remained silent, thinking about the meaning of Wang Ye's words, and at the same time sent the content of the conversation between Meng Lang and Ma Xianhong to the group verbatim.

[Touch the steering wheel again and chop your hands: (text) This is the content of the conversation between Lao Meng and Village Chief Ma that I overheard. It’s good for everyone to read it and know it. You don’t need to mention it to outsiders... Also, be prepared, the words on our shoulders The burden is much heavier than guessed before! 】

After confirming the sending, Zhuge Qing ignored the exploded group chat message and silently put the phone back in his pocket.

Looking up at Wang Ye, Zhuge Fox laughed at himself: "Old Wang, you are going to kill the entire Alien World with one blow."

"It wasn't me, let alone Meng Lang, who killed the Yiren world with a single shot, but the Yiren himself."

As he said that, the distressed look on Wang Ye's face became more intense: "Lao Meng is not from a serious alien sect family, and he does not have a natural sense of closeness to the alien group."

"But because of this, it is probably more objective to look at the Inhuman World from his perspective? Maybe—"

"I have a suggestion." Zhuge Qing slapped Wang Ye on the shoulder, interrupting the latter's unfinished sentence, "If you continue to think about it like this, you will probably have a demon, why don't we continue to listen to Lao Meng? How to say?"

"...That's fine." Wang also nodded slowly, found a tree and sat down in a dejected mood, and at the same time with Zhuge Qing cast the spell of listening to the wind again.

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In the room, Meng Lang and Ma Xianhong sat facing each other on both sides of the wooden table. The latter was holding an internal magazine in his hand and was reading it carefully.

After a while, after finishing the not-so-thick booklet, classmate Xiao Ma's shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

"Well, after reading this, what do Mr. Ma think about your self-cultivation furnace?" Seeing that the other party put down the brochure, Meng Lang asked with a noncommittal smile.

"It's really enlightening!" Ma Xianhong's face was full of fear, "So there is such a saying as the lipstick line, no wonder you will say that I have caused a disaster, Minister Meng!"

[Population red line small science popularization-the so-called population red line refers to the population ratio between aliens and ordinary people "calculated by various countries" is greater than 1/50000, once this ratio is exceeded, aliens and ordinary people will be attracted Disputes between people lead to crises. 】

"Oh, is that so? It seems that Mr. Ma also agrees with the nonsense in this nonsense internal magazine?" The smile on the corner of Meng's mouth was still there, but at this moment Ma Xianhong saw it full of sarcasm.

Although the ridicule was not aimed at him, the really sick student Xiao Ma was still a little confused by Meng's repeated jumps.

To be reasonable, didn't you give me this internal journal?I believe you will be able to understand what's inside!

how?Now that I'm convinced of it, you're telling me it's bullshit?Do you still talk about martial arts?

Faced with Xiao Ma's stunned expression, Meng Lang didn't mean to apologize. He pointed to the company journal and said in a calm tone, "I said you caused a disaster, but I didn't mean that you shouldn't build a self-cultivation stove, but It is too early for you to build a self-cultivation furnace!"

"too early?"

"That's right! I can tell you plainly that this journal is completely nonsense. It's just a teaching material compiled by a higher-level organization than the company for the brainwashing of the people below."

"Didn't you notice? This so-called journal not only lacks logic and evidence, but its content has long been disconnected from the world. It is almost completely interpreted from the perspective of a low-level alien with his own narrow cognition and imagination." people' group."

"This..." Ma Xianhong took the journal again and started to read it.

Looking at the other party's eager movements, Meng Lang's voice was still unhurried: "Look carefully, the first sentence of this book is already nonsense... What is the ecology of aliens? ?”

"Isn't it?" Xiao Ma carefully recalled what he saw and heard, and found that there seemed to be nothing wrong with this sentence.

"Heh~ These words may be more or less valid in the 'now' 'domestic', but you will know if you think about it a little bit."

Meng Lang reached out to fill the teacups in front of the two of them with tea, and worked carefully to bring it back to the most suitable temperature for drinking: "For example, if you were asked to immediately name the three most impressive strangers, Who do you think of?"

PS: The first update

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