The Skull God was actually at the seventh level of cultivation before his death, which was even one level higher than Gong Mengbi's current level. But in terms of spiritual understanding, the Skull God is not as good as Gong Mengbi.
If practice is just the accumulation of magic power, then one can never compare to the power of heaven and earth. The so-called borrowing the false to cultivate the true and refining the false to become the true is to seek the perfection of one's own nature and to keep one's innocence.
It’s not that you have to give up your desires to become an immortal, but it means that you can’t indulge your desires in order to become an immortal. If you cannot achieve your own perfection in practice, then the more you practice, the more incomplete you will become. In the end, of course, you will be nothing more than a flower in the moon in the mirror, an empty dream.
The Skull God is a living example. How can a person who is unable to reconcile with himself, face his own heart, and make up for his shortcomings achieve anything in spiritual practice?
Gong Mengbi's two tails wrapped the skull around a plate. The skull spun around in his tail, getting smaller with each turn, and finally turned into a bone fragment the size of a fingernail. Bi hides under the skin.
The two-tailed red raccoon left the dry cave and chased in the direction of the two big wild rats.
Two wild rats and a cat chased me.
Even though Gong Mengbi wasted time talking to the Skull God, he was still able to catch up with the two big wild rats without any delay.
Two big wild rats carried the plump and huge Huang Jing all the way into the deep mountains and old forests. The surrounding monsters saw it but didn't take it seriously. Such scenes seemed to be commonplace, and no one even came to snatch it.
This made Gong Mengbi have to wonder if he had really admitted his mistake. Maybe what the two big wild rats were carrying was indeed a piece of old mountain ginger.
Gong Mengbi didn't want to scare these two big rats to death, so he didn't show up and followed King Kang's territory.
King Kang did not live on a high mountain, but on a small hill not far from the river valley.
This small hill is not tall, and the terrain is gentle. There are many trees growing on it, but at a glance, you can see that they are all fruit trees. Or wild peaches, wild pears, hawthorns, chestnuts, plums, apricots, or berries. Not to mention whether it looks good or not, but it is definitely delicious.
Gong Mengbi stared in the darkness and saw a bonfire on a small hill. There was a copper cauldron on the bonfire. There was boiling soup in the cauldron. There was a faint fragrance of fish soup permeating the darkness. Come.
Sitting next to the bonfire was a well-built middle-aged man, wearing blue-grey clothes. His face was full of flesh, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing thick arms covered with thick body hair.
Such a reckless man was stirring the cauldron with a small spoon. From time to time, add some herbs, spices, etc. to the top, then scoop up a spoonful of soup and taste it in your mouth.
He is not afraid of getting burned, but it can be seen from his expression that he is still very satisfied.
The two big wild rats carried Huang Jing to the bonfire, placed Huang Jing at the feet of the man, then fell to the ground and said loudly: "The younger one dug out a piece of old ginger from the ground. It must be so big." It is a delicious ingredient specially presented to King Kang for the purpose of removing the fishy smell and relieving the greasiness."
King Kang picked up the piece of Huangjing, laughed, and threw the piece of Huangjing back.
"You two idiots, this is Huang Jing, not Lao Shan Jiang."
"There's no need to exchange him for a treasure, he is a treasure in his own right. If you two share it, you will gain a lot of mana. Using it to make soup for me is a waste of money. What I like is a rare and delicious thing, and I don't want it." What kind of soup should you drink?"
The two mice were overjoyed and ate the piece of Huangjing separately, and then said flatteringly: "The king is kind and does not bully the little demon. The little one doesn't know what Polygonatum is and what Alpine Ginger is. If I get other good ingredients in the next day, , we must send it to the king in time for tasting."
King Kang laughed and scolded: "Get out of here, get out of here, you two slippery oil mice."
The two mice saw through their intentions, smiled flatteringly, and said goodbye to King Kang.
Only then did Gong Mengbi realize that these two mice did not recognize Huang Jing. They clearly came to visit King Kang on the grounds that Huang Jing and Lao Shanjiang looked alike.
Or maybe they originally wanted to donate Polygonatum, but King Kang seemed to be more interested in Laoshan Jiang than in Polygonatum.
Wait until the two big mice leave the top of the hill. King Kang looked at the shadows in the forest and asked, "Are you also here to deliver ingredients?"
The two-tailed red raccoon came out of the darkness and said, "I just heard that King Kang has profound moral principles and is a kind man, so I came here to pay a visit. I didn't know that the king liked this before I came, so I came here empty-handed. I'm really ashamed."
King Kang glanced at him, nodded and said, "I see, then please come forward and explain."
Gong Mengbi looked at King Kang, and King Kang also looked at him.
King Kang was born rich, but underneath the fat was clearly powerful muscle. He was not very good-looking, looking like a butcher selling meat, but in fact, he was the second monster Gong Mengbi had ever seen that looked exactly like a human.
The first one is Grandma Shi Shi who entered Yuyun Peak, and the second one is him in front of her.
Even the Xiangjun of Xiangzhulingling did not completely transform into human form, but King Kang did it. This means that his cultivation is even higher than that of Xiangjun.
Transforming into human form is the only way for monsters to enter the sixth level.
From the lower level to the middle level, if there is no human body as a foundation, it will be difficult to make achievements in the spiritual practice.
Transforming into a human form requires not only high magic power, but also a sufficient understanding of people. On the one hand, it represents the advancement of Taoism, and on the other hand, it represents the germination of human nature.
To a certain extent, monsters in human form can be called more human than human.
For example, the Skull God may not be as good as King Kang in terms of being a human being, and he is even more inferior to Granny Shi.
King Kang looked at the cat in front of him and suddenly asked: "This shouldn't be your true self. Although I can't see the flaw, I always feel that something is not right."
Gong Mengbi laughed: "I'm sorry, I just came from General Ban Yin's territory. I don't dare to reveal my true identity and make you laugh."
Gong Mengbi exhaled a puff of smoke, and the smoke clouds surrounded his body. The shape of the cat was like ink dyed in the wind, gradually dissipating. The red fox's body was revealed, and then transformed into a young man in red.
King Kang glanced at him and couldn't help but take a breath: "Friend, why can you become like this? Teach me. I transformed into this shape, I don't feel very willing."
Gong Mengbi said: "This is what my transformed form looks like. I don't know how to teach you."
King Kang sighed regretfully: "I am also a handsome man among my tribe. Why am I not a handsome man among people after I turned into a human form?"
Gong Mengbi couldn't help but laugh: "Although King Kang is not a handsome man, he is a very great man. You are born to be heroic, so you don't have to be as weak as me."
Saying this makes people feel comfortable.
King Kang said: "If you can speak, come here. When the soup is ready, I will give you a bowl."
