Zhang Tianshi's words made everyone present involuntarily raise their hearts, and they all looked at Mr. Huang.
At this moment, Mr. Huang looked ferocious, as if he was undergoing some horrific torture.
And through Mo Kao's sight, Milo also saw Mr. Huang's past and the evil thoughts in his heart.
Although Mr. Huang looks quite young now, that is the feedback brought about by his early years of practice. In fact, he is already in his late 70s.
Sixty years ago, when he was still a child, the Twelve Special Skills had just appeared, the old dynasty had just collapsed, and the new dynasty had not yet been established, the land of Middle-earth was experiencing a great disaster that was rare in a century.
First, the mother river that nourished the area overflowed, and then there was a two-month drought. The sudden appearance of the flood made the best opportunity for food planting miss, and then the long-term high temperature and heat. The young Mr. Huang watched helplessly as the grain seedlings in his field withered under the scorching sun. He still remembered the despair in his parents' eyes at that time.
What’s even more frightening is that after two months of scorching sun, locusts are coming again.
At that time, people made up the shapes of locusts one after another, worshiped them on the altar, plundered the remaining food and wealth, burned them to the flying locusts, and kept bowing: "Locust Master, please let us go!"
To this day, Mr. Huang still hears those pleadings for locusts in his sleep more than once.
He also clearly remembered that no matter how the villagers worshiped, no matter how much blood flowed from kowtow, or even if they knelt down for three days and three nights in a row, they still did not get the sympathy of "Locust Master", and the flying insects destroyed the few crops. Eating everything.
That year, thousands of miles away, there was no harvest.
Mr. Huang was led by his parents to seek rescue elsewhere. The crowd moved forward in a mighty manner, leaving no grass behind in their path.
Mr. Huang still remembers that bark, grass roots, and insects were all rare delicacies at that time.
Obviously many weeds and insects are poisonous, but they still snatch and devour them in order to satisfy their hunger. Unfortunately, those who are too poisoned will lie on the ground and turn over and over in front of everyone, and finally die in the crowd. And that time was also the scariest time...
The corpses exposed in the wilderness will disappear that night. The elders said that they were eaten by wild dogs, but now that Mr. Huang thinks about it, how could he not know what happened?
And as time goes by, this originally horrifying thing becomes nothing more?
When the victims with families and families could no longer bear the hunger, they had no choice but to sell their children to distant "human flesh markets" at low prices.
In that small place, all people were commodities and could be bought and sold. A human life could only be exchanged for a meager amount of food to satisfy hunger.
Mr. Huang was saved by the passing Xin Dynasty army because of this. He clearly remembered that the young man who saved him told himself with blood all over his body that natural disasters are not terrible. We must unite as one and strive for self-improvement.
Mr. Huang remembered that he asked confusedly at that time.
'Where are the gods? '
"Since the gods have not appeared to help you at this time, why do you still believe in them? There has never been a savior, we can only rely on ourselves!"
This sentence also became Mr. Huang's code of conduct later.
Since when the natural disaster was at its worst, most of the so-called famous sects in the spiritual world were competing for the Twelve Special Skills, and the immortal gods and Buddhas never appeared, then Middle-earth does not need them now.
They should not exist above the people and control the so-called destiny.
This heart is firm, this thought is resolute, the thoughts are in harmony, and there is no fear.
, , , , were dispersed one after another under his thoughts.
Even He had to break up because of the other party's decisive will, and then he never successfully condensed and dissipated in the other party's memory.
Seeing Mr. Huang's mind becoming firmer, his aura becoming calmer, the remaining magic power in his body completely dissolving, his will and mind aligned with a certain force on this land.
Milo praised: "This heart and thought can be said to have achieved the divine way."
When Mr. Huang changed, the monk Buxu below stood there in a daze. Hearing Milo's words, he couldn't help but ask: "May I ask, World Honored One, this kind of obsession is almost demonic, why do you call him this mind and this thought?" Is Shinto successful?"
"Do you think his obsession is demonic?"
Milo lowered his head and asked, nodding his head and saying: "Such obsessions are deeply rooted. Although they are not heretical demons, they can interfere with spiritual practice more. They are the most terrifying internal demons that disturb the mind."
As he spoke, Buxu looked at Mr. Huang with a little fear in his eyes.
For him, Mr. Huang's stubborn obsession was the thing he feared most during his practice.
Sensing the change in his mood, Milo shook his head: "I once met a monk and wanted to borrow the Buddhist teachings from him. At that time, he asked me a question. During the question and answer, I was very emotional. Today , let me ask you something too."
"Please give me some advice, World Honored One."
Buxu clasped his hands together and looked at Milo, waiting for questions.
"Does Buddha have a family?"
Buxu was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then gave the same answer as the great mighty man before: "The Buddha is a monk, so naturally he has no family."
"Since the Buddha has no family, how can he get the wonderful Buddhist teachings?"
Milo's answer made Buxu completely stunned, but before he could speak, Milo asked again: "Let me ask you again, what is Buddhism?"
"The Buddha's teachings are the teachings taught by the Buddha to all living beings, that is, the transcendental teachings. They are the teachings that the Buddha truthfully declares after he is fully enlightened and realizes the truth of the universe and life with his immeasurable wisdom and immeasurable awareness..."
Buxu obviously often lectures on Buddhism to people, and he can easily read out a long paragraph.
When Milo saw this, an orb suddenly appeared in his hand. With a slight shake, it turned into a branch and asked, "What is this?"
Buxu stared at the branch and recognized at a glance that its leaves were Bodhi leaves. He clasped his hands together and said, "This is Prajna."
"Then what is this?"
Half of the branches gradually withered and turned yellow, while the other half became more and more green. Fuxu's eyes shone brightly and he said, "This is the purity of tranquility."
"Then what is this?"
The branch in Milo's hand returned to its original shape, and every leaf was changing. Fulu praised in a low voice: "Everything in the world of mortals."
"Just that?"
Buxu frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand what Milo meant. It's possible that he had already guessed it, but just didn't want to admit it.
Buxu fell silent.
Milo was unwilling to give him a chance to pretend to be stupid, and said bluntly: "The so-called Buddhism is just a method for people to awaken, not the method taught by the Buddha. If it can make people awaken, one flower, one leaf, one bird, one beast, It's all Buddhism. If it can't make people realize, even if it is taught by the Tathagata himself, it is just magic. That guy can clearly understand what he wants, realize what he needs, and is unwilling to let go, so what's the problem? At most, the enlightenment he seeks is not It’s just the Buddha you seek, and everything he does is the right path, so why are there demons?”
"I didn't expect that my thoughts would be so praised by the emperor. I feel a little ashamed."
As Mr. Huang's voice came from him, he walked out step by step. Quanzhen Taoist leader, Yu Yangzi, and many monks in the cultivation world opened their eyes wide and couldn't believe that the other party had broken the ten-level magic test so quickly, while Zhang Tianshi's eyes Also opened slightly.
He could tell at a glance that Mr. Huang was just a mortal at this moment, but the aura on his body made him feel an obvious threat.
Compared with the surprise of the spiritual community, everyone in the company was more concerned about Mr. Huang's body. They hurried forward and were shocked when they saw that his face was old, his beard and hair were all white, and there was no energy fluctuation in his body.
Mr. Huang waved his hands and said: "No need to put on this expression, I am very well now. Over the years, I thought that everything I did was for the people, balanced all parties, and had a clear conscience. But I forgot that as long as I remain If you have cultivation skills and maintain supernatural powers, you are different from the people. In terms of classification, I should be a person in the cultivation world, not the general public. Since I have never truly returned to the crowd, how can I negotiate with the monks on behalf of the crowd? .”
With that said, Mr. Huang bowed to Milo and said, "Thank you, Emperor, for your advice."
"I didn't instruct you. This is your own choice. You can't see where the magic test is placed. You just can't see it through. If you see it through, what you gain is also your own accumulation. What does it have to do with me? The only thing that makes What surprises me is that you would call me emperor?"
Mr. Huang smiled and said: "I was blinded by my cultivation before, and I never saw the essence of these thousands of golden lamps. Now that the shackles are broken, I can naturally see clearly. It's a pity that you didn't come back then."
"I won't interfere too much in what happened back then."
Milo's expression was very dull when he said this. Mr. Huang frowned and said, "Why?"
"I will not interfere too much with the internal training. At most, I will guide you to find the remaining underground water, or help sort out the ground veins and integrate the underground water system, but will not directly interfere with your choices. My existence should be to ensure the bottom line, not to help. Help. On weekdays, there is always only one thing I need to do, and that is to stay there and maintain the normal operation of the Tao and the laws."
As Milo spoke, the phantoms of the surrounding gods began to gradually dissipate, and their emperor's appearance gradually dissolved between the heaven and the earth, but everyone present felt the subtle changes in the heaven and the earth.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the company changed their expressions again. They looked at Mr. Huang and saw the old man looking at Zhang Tianshi and saying, "I wonder what the real person thinks?"
"I originally thought that this person was related to the Great Heavenly Lord, and might even be the incarnation of the Great Heavenly Lord, but now it seems that he is an experienced person. I take it for granted."
The Quanzhen Taoist leader beside him smiled bitterly and said: "How can you say that you take this matter for granted? After all, the Baogao has played a role before. It is normal for us to misunderstand. But if you think about it carefully, this emperor is the same as the Jade Emperor. It does make a difference.”
Seeing the two of them playing riddles, Mr. Huang asked again. Yu Yangzi beside him couldn't listen anymore and explained: "Don't you understand yet? The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. This kind of equal treatment attitude should obviously not be done. Appeared in the body of the personified Jade Emperor, the Great Heavenly Lord. Therefore, I am afraid that we have all misunderstood the origin of the emperor. His roots are older than the Great Heavenly Lord..."
ps: The focus of this chapter: when the old dynasty has just collapsed and the new dynasty has not yet been established.
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