Monks

This foodie said it was good wine, so the wine must be good.But the old lunatic is not a foodie, he doesn't care about the so-called good or bad wine, and casually replied: "You must be right if you say it is good wine."

Seeing that the old lunatic agreed with his words, the big man nodded and said: "Don't talk about anything else, just eat and drink. There is absolutely no one in the God Realm who eats more than me." The old lunatic smiled and said: "Are you talking good or bad? I should How do you understand?"

The big man thought for a while, and this sentence was really not very pleasant, so he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter how you listen, that's all."

They were drinking and chatting, the old lunatic took Zhang's place, and Zhang was still looking at the starry sky below.

He is a man of God, he can send Yuanshen into any starry sky at will, and can easily find out anything that happened in that starry sky.In the past, he rarely checked so thoroughly. Usually, he knew that there was nothing wrong with the starry sky, so he would withdraw from his soul, and would not pay attention to what happened in each starry sky.

At that time, he didn't care about these, there were too many starry sky, too many things, and he was only one person, even if he could see it, how could he be busy?So mostly just ignore it.But today, he divided the primordial spirit into several parts and sent them to many starry skies. He watched things in the starry sky with a detached attitude, and he was very moved.

Only at this moment did he feel like a god, aloof above all, not eating the fireworks of the world, just watching what happened in the starry sky below.Everything has nothing to do with me, but I just wait and see.

And he just waited and watched, no matter what happened in the starry sky below, whether it was hatred or grievance or unfairness.They are all just waiting and watching, and finally just watching like a god, instead of interfering with those things according to their own preferences.

After watching it for a while, I felt that I became cold-blooded.How can we allow the existence of injustice, but do nothing.Especially when he saw many lonely and weak people who had been bullied and had no choice but to pray to the sky helplessly, he remained unmoved. Although he was very unhappy, he wanted to go down and solve those unfair things. But he actually sat still.There is only one reason. There are too many unfair things. As long as there are people, there will be people who are bullied.There are unfair things happening, is it possible to kill these people?

Zhang was afraid that he would not be happy when he came. He was even more depressed when he saw the things in the lower realm at this time, and he watched for a long time.Turning around suddenly, he asked, "What do you think when you see someone praying to God?"

This sentence was asked to the old lunatic, but the big man said first: "It is better to ask yourself than to ask for the sky and the earth. What kind of god do you ask?" Zhang was afraid that he would not like this answer.He shook his head slightly and didn't speak.The old lunatic took a sip of wine, thought about it and said: "There are always injustices. Don't talk about the lower realms, just talk about the gods. You are being bullied, so what is fair? The world is like this, whoever has a big fist is justified , if you have big fists, you can help others out at will, and others with big fists can crush you at will. As long as you are in this God Realm, there will never be fairness, so it doesn't matter whether you ask God or not, it's important It's about how to survive."

Zhang Afraid also didn't like this answer. At this time, in the starry sky of the lower realm, several wars were taking place on the planets scanned by his primordial spirit at the same time. Blood flowed into rivers, and he watched the corpses pile up into mountains, but he was completely unmoved.And in more places, disasters such as landslides, tsunamis, earthquakes, fires, and floods continue to occur one after another. Countless lives are lost in these disasters, and they die pitifully and helplessly.

After only watching for a while, Zhang feared that he had seen enough, so he withdrew his Yuanshen very unhappy, thinking that he should go back to Tianlei Mountain, since he could not protect and help everyone, he had to protect the closest people, but at this moment In an instant, Yuanshen took it back, and Zhang Fear vomited!

He is a god-man, with no organs in his body, no stomach and heart, but he vomited, bent his waist, and spit out a puddle of yellow water from his mouth.

After spitting out these things, Zhang Fear was stunned, not understanding what was going on.The big man and the old lunatic were equally stunned, as if seeing the strangest thing in the world, their faces full of disbelief.

Looking at the pool of yellow water on the ground, the big man asked in a low voice: "Tell me, are you kidding me?" Since returning from the small town last time, Zhang Ai has become abnormal, but no matter how abnormal it is, it is just a matter of mood , and now, even the body has problems.

Afraid that he would not answer, Zhang looked down at the pool of yellow water.He didn't know what he was vomiting.I usually drink and eat with a mentality of eating. Once those things enter the stomach, they will be decomposed immediately. The useful ones will be absorbed by the meridians, and the useless ones will be excreted from the body. The stomach can never stay. Where did it come from?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the old lunatic scanned Zhang Ai's body with his divine sense and found no problem, so he frowned and asked, "What are these?"

Afraid Zhang still didn't answer, he stared blankly at the yellow water for a while, then sighed softly, and scanned with his spiritual sense, the yellow water had no spirit, no aura, or even any energy at all, it was just a pool of ordinary yellow water.

After checking, he shook his head with a wry smile, looked up at the old lunatic, and said softly: "Come on, I want to ask you, what is the purpose of the existence of the gods, and what is the purpose of the existence of gods and men; Now it’s like this, just cultivating by yourself, watching the injustices happening below? Is this a god? Is this the god that ordinary people burn incense and pray to every day?”

While speaking, he shook his head lightly again, sighed and said: "It's not even comparable to the Buddha realm in the lower realm. Those great monks will always go around to solve some injustices, and they will always promote the Buddha's will and teach people to be good, but we Are these higher beings just watching? Are you bored, and will you comment that people can only rely on themselves?"

Seeing that Zhang Ai vomited and began to talk nonsense again, the big man became extremely nervous, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? What's the matter?" He also scanned Zhang Ai's body with his spiritual sense, but found no problem.

Zhang Ai chuckled lightly and said, "I don't know what's wrong, I feel like this body doesn't belong to me."

Seeing that Zhang Ai was all right, the old lunatic smiled wryly and said, "Knowing you is really insightful." Zhang Ai smiled and said, "I also think you are very knowledgeable." Just after saying this, his body suddenly felt something wrong, and he opened his mouth , splashing out a mouthful of blood, shooting at the old lunatic like an arrow.

The old lunatic dodged it, watched the blood arrow fly away, and then fell to the ground and splashed, and said in a deep voice: "You are injured."

Zhang Ai shook his head: "Even if you are injured, you may not be able to squirt blood." The big man didn't care about that, and said directly: "Lie down, lie down, take a rest first, and then take you to Huashen Lake."

In order not to make the big man worry too much, Zhang Afraid lay down as he said, and then said: "I'm fine, I don't know what's going on."

The old lunatic didn't speak, walked up to him and checked it carefully, and then sighed: "Your body is indeed fine, your soul is injured." Zhang Ai asked in doubt: "The soul is injured? Why can't I check it out?"

The old lunatic shook his head and said: "I don't know what you can't find out. I think it's because of your injury. Let's take a good rest. If the primordial spirit is injured, it's useless to go to Huashen Lake."

Hearing what the old lunatic said, the big man also checked Zhang Aoyuanshen. After looking carefully, he sighed and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have taken you to find the treasure of the beast."

Zhang was afraid that he was indeed injured, and it was serious.In fact, if you think about it, you can understand that this guy has been tossed by the beast for a while, no matter how powerful the heart of God is, and how to protect the body from harm, what about the soul?How could it not be injured.

Not only was he injured, but he was so serious that he couldn't find out.Such a serious injury, coupled with being unhappy and aggrieved all the time, made the injury worse.When it intensified, he became nervous again to care about the creatures in the lower world. After seeing many tragic things, his mind fluctuated again, so he would vomit yellow water and blood.

Yellow water is the product of the self-healing of the primordial spirit, it is completely useless, and it may not be any better if it is spit out.Then he vomited blood again. It was his body telling him that the injury was already serious, so stop messing around.

At this moment, Zhang Fear was lying on the ground with a faint sadness on his face. He was not mourning for his injury, but for the helplessness of the creatures in the lower world.

The old lunatic was smart, shook his head and said: "It's all like this, don't think about other things, think about happy things."

Zhang Ai smiled and said: "You just said that you have experienced a lot with me, and now you have seen one more time. It is rare to see a god, a man, and a primordial spirit get injured, right?"

The old lunatic smiled wryly: "It's very rare, it's very rare to see, I just don't understand, you can survive the terrifying torture in the banishing well, the soul is so strong that it is unimaginable, why would you be injured?"

Zhang Fear smiled and said: "How do I know?" After saying these five words, his head became dizzy and his eyes darkened.

When this happened, the big man was completely dumbfounded. How could this happen?Can gods and men faint?Worried about Zhang Ai, hated himself for causing trouble, and scolded Dingshou, that bastard, why didn't he die sooner?

The old lunatic was also stunned, he was still talking, he couldn't find out the injury, but after finding out the injury, this guy fainted?He hurriedly scanned Zhang Ai's body with his Yuanshen. After checking again and again, he was still the same, his body was fine, but his Yuanshen was severely injured.Since he fainted, the injury has become more and more obvious.

The big man was very anxious, and asked the old lunatic: "What should I do?" The old lunatic shook his head and said nothing, and he didn't know what to do.Injury to the primordial spirit usually heals on its own. No one who is injured in the primordial spirit dares to send it to others for treatment; and no one dares to help others heal the primordial spirit easily.

The reason why a god-man becomes a god-man is because of the existence of a powerful primordial spirit, which is the root of a god.It has a very strong self-healing ability, and at the same time it can defend against attacks and counterattack. If you want to heal the Yuanshen, you must be prepared to withstand the attacks that the Yuanshen may bring. In this way, more serious problems will easily occur. Injuries aggravated.

Seeing him shaking his head, the big man became angry and shouted: "What are you doing shaking your head? Hurry up and heal him."

The old lunatic smiled wryly and said, "I think so too, but how can I cure it?" To be continued... q! 7e!