human suffering

Chapter 1692

A pair of shackles were put on the neck, the flesh was worn away, and the blood was stained.

Shirtless, skinny, with a huge gash under his right rib, exposing his liver.

There was an old Leng standing on his shoulder, constantly pecking at the bloody liver.

Because he was too tall, he couldn't see his full face clearly, so he probably looked the same as Pu Luo.

At this time, Cai Gen looked at the phantom of the gods above his head, which should be the true face of Pu Luo's unmodified beauty.

Cai Gen couldn't help but speculate about Pu Luo's occupation with the greatest malicious intent. Could it be that he and Lingzimu were in the same company?
Then why do wise people go to beggars?
Could it be that suffering from all kinds of favors and favors can enhance their practice?

Pu Luo was also looking at the phantom on Cai Gen's head, feeling that this scene was very funny.

As a god, it doesn't count who he blesses.

That phantom is automatically generated, and it is still drawing its own power in an endless stream.

Such a situation is really unacceptable, let alone reasoned.

It's a bit like strong buying and strong selling.

Cai Gen gave Pu Luo a lot of power of faith, so Pu Luo's blessing must appear on Cai Gen's head.

As long as it is in the Laxi world, the contract that the gods cannot break is just so unreasonable.

Cai Gen felt the connection between himself and the god above his head, and it really can be used simultaneously.

It has the meaning of Dharma appearance, but it is not as powerful as the Dharma appearance I have seen before.

Recalling the process of generating the power of faith, Cai Gen took a breath in his heart.

It seems to be quite sacred, very rare.

Isn’t it actually self-deception and finding a spiritual sustenance?

It is similar to the Maitreya Buddha of Western Bliss mentioned by Luo Miaoyin.

It's just that there is a more concrete expression in the Laxi world, or it is easier to give rewards.

To put it bluntly, if you believe in mops, you think mops can make your floors cleaner.

Then pray every day, firmly believe that the mop will definitely make your floor cleaner.

Finally, you go mopping and the floor is really clean.

So, I felt that I was right to worship Mobu, and I will be more devout in the future.

In fact, if you don't mop the floor, no matter how much you pray, the floor won't be clean.

What is really important is your participation, your intervention, and your influence on the real world, not your psychological sustenance, or pure thoughts, which will actually change.

Cai Gen really wanted to tell this truth to the group of people on the opposite side.

They won't be paying tuition, though, and should prefer to be kept in the dark.

The most important reason is that Cai Gen, as an adult, has the greatest restraint and refuses to be a good teacher.

It is better for them to grope their own way.

Cai Gen glanced at Pu Luo who was dazed on the ground, and the contempt in his eyes continued unabated.

However, it did not affect Cai Gen's enjoyment of Pro's blessing.

Yes, it's just that split, Pu Luo shocked Cai Gen as a heavenly man.

Cai Gen pointed at Ares, the god of war in front of him, but Cai Gen didn't move.

"Come on, cut him."

Halo, the enemies on the opposite side are all dumbfounded.

What you have on Caigen's head is a god, not a cat or a dog.

Could you be a little more polite?

If you are so casual, let them get along with the gods piously in the future.

This has shaken the foundation of their faith.

With a look of grief and indignation, Pu Luo scolded Cai Gen angrily.

"Cai Gen, don't go too far, I don't want to lose face?
Can't you just show me basic respect? "

There is no need for Cai Gen to answer, that phantom of Pu Luo has already answered everything.

As if under the command of the master, he threw himself at Ares, the god of war.

It was originally on the top of the head, so I couldn't tell how big it was.

Standing in front of the god of war Ares at close range, the difference in size can be compared.

Prometheus is exactly twice the size of Iris, just like the gap between an adult and a child.

Cai Gen didn't expect that his god's blessing would have an absolute advantage, which was a pleasant surprise.

"Old Pu, doesn't the bigger the body, the more powerful it is?
So what determines the size of the body?
Is it the character of a believer?
Could it be that things about my good character have also been discovered? "

In fact, Pu Luo didn't expect that the God's Blessing summoned by Cai Gen for the first time could have such a scale.

Even if you can't believe it or don't want to believe it, the truth is right in front of you.

"Shit character, what character do you have?

Why didn't I see that, what is your character?

The scale of the gods' blessing mainly depends on whether the believers are pious or not, and how much power of faith they have contributed.

The more power of faith, the more power that can be invoked by the gods, so the larger the scale of blessing.

The reason why you."

Speaking of this, Pu Luo couldn't speak any more, and smacked his mouth hard.

How can Cai Gen have a shred of piety?

It's really against my will to say this myself.

Cai Gen didn't need to finish talking, Cai Gen already understood.

It is nothing more than buying more and giving more money, and giving more.

They buy less and give less money, so they give less.

It is quite appropriate to apply the basic principles of market economy in their belief system.

It's really a world of hustle and bustle, all for profit.

"Old Pu, your appearance is a bit miserable.

No weapons, no armor, how is the combat effectiveness? "

Looking at himself who was running furiously, Pu Luo was very conscious and felt ashamed.

"I am the god of foresight, and I live off my brains. Fighting and killing is what reckless people do, and I don't care about it.

Reasonableness is my motto, I can move my mouth but not my hands. "

Isn't it Zhan Wuscum, a slippery mouth?
What else is there to whitewash?

Cai Gen felt a little regretful.

If the combat power is not good, no matter how big it is, it will be in vain.

Who would have thought that Prometheus really relied on his brains to make a living, and gave full play to his own advantages.

Going up was a head hammer, which hit the top of the head of Ares, the god of war.

Directly knocked Ares into the circle.

Then, before the other party could react, he turned his head and bit the neck of Ares, the god of war.

Grabbing Lao Leng on his shoulders, he punched his opponent's face, the nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes.

However, this old Leng was not simple, he pecked out the eyes of Ares, the God of War, after just a few slaps.

No one expected this scene.

Because no one has seen Prometheus fight.

It never occurred to him that the majestic god of foresight would have such a low-level fighting style.

The shrews in the village fight better than him and are more respectable.

Seeing himself humiliated there, Pu Luo felt bitter in his heart.

Although the driving force is provided by himself, Cai Gen controls every move.

And Cai Gen was really not polite to himself.

I didn't even want to save a little face for myself.

With the goal of defeating the enemy, they will do everything they can.

"Cai Gen, can you restrain yourself.

If things go on like this, I won't have the face to say hello when I see members of the younger generation in the future. "

Sensing the pleading in the common language, Cai Gen nodded in understanding.

He also gave Pu Luo a knowing look.

Then control Prometheus and start teasing the legs, monkeys picking peaches.
(End of this chapter)