"Monk, how do you see the current situation?"
In Huoxian County, Yuan Sheng and the great monk were sitting at a roadside stall together. There was a bowl of plain noodles in front of the monk, but there was a bowl of fragrant sauerkraut noodles in front of Yuan Sheng.
After not eating the fireworks of the world for a long time, Yuan Sheng suddenly descended the mountain. It was a long time since Yuan Sheng was immersed in such a world of mortals. He saw the smoke and fireworks in Huo County and the world of mortals.
"Amitabha!"
"A young monk is just a monk. What's going on in this world? How can a monk like a monk be allowed to comment?"
"But if you only see Huo County, you know that although this country has all kinds of shortcomings, people can still survive."
"It's a good world to be alive, isn't it?"
When the sweeping monk saw Yuan Sheng happily scanning the people on the street, he also guessed that a god like Yuan Sheng might have to come to the mortal world for a while, but it was just a coincidence that he was favored by a god by chance, and he was lucky enough to be able to do so. It’s just a matter of following the man of God.
"Is it a good life to be alive?"
"Then it's such an easy thing to come from such a good world!"
When Yuan Sheng heard the old monk's words, his eyes fell on the beggar at the corner of the street, and he couldn't help but sigh.
It's just that Yuan Sheng has no idea of changing the land and rivers here to a new owner. Life is long, and if he has to deal with anything he encounters, Yuan Sheng is afraid that he will be exhausted.
What's more, after being the master of one goal for so many years, Yuan Sheng has never learned anything else, only learned to sit on the sidelines.
How are all living beings doing?
All living beings have their own conditions, and all they can do is watch the changes in the world and see the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy of this mortal world.
"But it is so easy, but how many emperors and generals have to strive for great achievements in their lives?"
The old monk didn't know why Yuan Sheng asked this question. He also figured it out. Most of the time, the gods only need a companion to walk around the world. If the gods ask anything, they can just follow the gods' words and respond.
"You said that people who are suffering in this world, knowing that there are immortals and gods in the world, would blame me, a god, for ignoring human affairs and seeing so much unfair suffering in the world in vain?"
Yuan Sheng did not respond to the old monk's words, but leaned on the pillar behind him and looked at the bustling town in front of him.
"this……"
The old monk was not sure for a moment whether Yuan Sheng was speaking from his feelings or had other intentions. After hearing these words, he fell into some hesitation for a while.
After three or five breaths, the old monk couldn't figure out what the god was referring to, so he decided to do it from his heart.
"You'll probably complain, right?"
"If a person is at the end of his rope, all he can place his heart on is the gods and Buddhas."
"Everyone is self-interested, or they think that they have devoted themselves to serving the gods and gods. Why do the gods and gods not see themselves and do not help the suffering?"
The old monk didn't know what Yuan Sheng was thinking, but he spoke softly with a solemn face.
It's not that Yuan Sheng doesn't have any affinity, it's that everyone who knows Yuan Sheng's identity has unknowingly led Yuan Sheng into a higher position, and is more cautious in every word and deed.
"Then the great monk thinks, is it better to have gods in this world, or is it better to have no gods?"
When Yuan Sheng first saw the human world, he just felt something in his heart and made a few sighs.
Everyone said that the Song Dynasty was rich in dynasties and dynasties, but Yuan Sheng only saw one county, Huo County, but he still saw a lot of bad things in Huo County.
He also saw a poor family in the west of the city worshiping him. The old woman worshiped him devoutly, all she asked was that her son could earn some money today and buy more food.
There are so many kinds of things in the human world, and they are countless. It would be fine if Yuan Sheng could not see them, but now that he has seen them, this question is serious now.
He has learned all the secrets of the ninja world, and has also explored the mysteries of the so-called god of death and the so-called evil god.
Apart from anything else, if Yuan Sheng really wanted to, he could even become Jiang Ziya and consecrate some gods to the people of the Song Dynasty.
When he asked the old monk, he was also asking himself.
If he cares about so many poor people in the ninja world, the Song Dynasty is different after all. Even if it is paradoxical, this place still looks like his hometown.
On the mountain, Yuan Sheng didn't see the human scene. When he came down from the mountain, Yuan Sheng really wanted to do something.
"Gods and Buddhas cannot save people's hearts!"
Perhaps he noticed the seriousness in Yuan Sheng's words, but the great monk's words this time were extremely decisive and even firm.
He didn't know what Yuan Sheng was thinking, but he knew that if the answer was not good, or if the human world was somewhat incomprehensible, there might be more ghosts and strange things.
"So this world doesn't need immortals now?"
Yuan Sheng listened to the old monk and seemed to be asking him, but also seemed to be asking himself.
In fact, creating immortals and gods in the human world is not a whim of Yuan Sheng, but a version that Yuan Sheng is preparing to update in the future of this world.
However, seeing such a human scene at this moment, Yuan Sheng unconsciously had the idea of updating this version.
"Gods, please be merciful. If there is a god in this world, the rapid changes in this world may sweep through all the Xia Lands, or make these Xia Lands even more turbulent..."
The old monk finally understood this time. Yuan Sheng was really planning to let more gods appear in the world!
"That's true."
Fortunately, Yuan Sheng is someone who can listen to opinions. After listening to the old monk's words, Yuan Sheng only nodded slightly.
In fact, Yuan Shengzhen just thought about it for a moment. After all, although Shinto is good, there is no soil for the birth of Shinto in the world at this time.
After a small talk, Yuan Sheng and the old monk walked around in Huo County again.
They saw the simple man behind the brothel reluctantly sending his daughter into this dirty place, and they also saw the eager gambler selling his wife and daughter in front of the gambling shop.
Sitting on the mountain, the immortal god can only see the prosperous scene in the city below the mountain.
When immortals and gods enter the human world, they can see some evil people and evil things hidden behind this prosperity.
At first, when Yuan Sheng and the old monk saw such a thing, one kept his identity as a god and the other was unmoved when he saw Yuan Sheng, so naturally they did not want to overstep their bounds.
But after the two of them saw a rogue villain who had done great evil, Yuan Sheng and the old monk finally stopped holding back.
The two of them did not show any amazing martial arts or magic skills of their own, they were just like two strangers, fighting against each other in this world.
After Yuan Sheng and the sweeping monk left Huo County, the two changed their clothes and turned into two ordinary people in the world.
The two of them have done many heroic deeds in Huo County. At this time, Yuan Shengzhan has truly integrated into this world, and the sweeping monk has also put aside the oppression caused by his status and can communicate with Yuan Sheng freely. .
The god who came down the mountain regarded himself as a guest in the world, but Wang Anshi on the mountain stayed in the library and rarely went out.
Since Yuan Sheng came down from the mountain, Wang Anshi has been frightened every day on the mountain.
The big cat usually didn't notice it, but when Wang Anshi went to see the big cat again, he clearly realized that the big cat had grown into a giant without even realizing it.
There are tigers pacing outside, there are cries again in the well, there are big fish singing in the distant mountains, and there are Taoist soldiers like Bai Wuchang walking in the pavilions.
With all these scenes overlapping, Wang Anshi would retreat into the library every day when it got dark.
"It's bitter, it's bitter!"
"When Lang Jun came down from the mountain, he didn't even say that he would leave some self-protection methods for the little old man. What if the big tiger is hungry and has taken a fancy to the little old man's flesh and blood?"
"There is also the dragon in the well. Has Mr. Lang ever fed that dragon in the well in normal times?"
"If you haven't fed it before, what will happen if the dragon in the well gets hungry?"
In the library pavilion, Wang Anshi had a martial arts classic in front of him, sighing with a sad expression.
At this time, Wang Anshi finally understood that his husband had really gone down the mountain with his dog, leaving him alone to take care of this huge family property.
Can……
When Yuan Sheng was around, Wang Anshi was still able to face all the strange things in the mountain naturally. But now that Yuan Sheng had left, the strange things in the mountain appeared to Wang Anshi to be more strange out of thin air.
"Actually, in the final analysis, it's just my own lack of strength!"
"I don't expect to have the mysterious power of Lang Jun. As long as I can subdue the tiger in the mountain, I may not have such fear in my heart."
When Wang Anshi sighed with a sad expression, he turned his attention to the martial arts classics in front of him.
It was impossible for Wang Anshi not to have some thoughts in his mind after going up the mountain for such a long time and seeing Yuan Sheng value those warriors so much.
Even Yuan Sheng said that allowing Wang Anshi to browse the ancient books in the mountains was somewhat protective.
Wang Anshi was actually somewhat frightened about martial arts after seeing Yi Bai Jue explode into pieces in front of him.
"If I had a choice, I would really rather not learn martial arts as an old man!"
Wang Anshi sighed again. After this sigh, he once again read at night by candlelight, focusing all his attention on the inner strength and mental method in front of him.
Outside the small building, the tiger, who was three to five feet long, saw the bright lights in the attic, his eyes full of confusion.
It had not seen the dog in the mountain that often bullied it for several days, but it had met the owner of the mountain a few days ago.
The owner of the mountain told it to bring back some meat when it went hunting. If something happened in the mountain, it should pay more attention to the old man sweeping the floor.
But what makes Hu'er a little suspicious of Husheng is that the old man is obviously very afraid of him. He just doesn't even look at the meat he has prepared in the past few days. He is not even willing to cook his portion of the meal. Already?
You know, although it can't talk like a dog, it can eventually become more intelligent.
Hu Zi, who has opened his wisdom, is naturally not willing to eat his hair and drink blood every day. He also wants to learn from the mountain master and the big dog to eat some cooked food.
What's more, the mountain master told him to take care of the old man sweeping the floor. Seeing how thin the old man looked, he had to eat more meat!
"Roar……"
When he thought that he had not eaten cooked food for several days, and that he had not done what the mountain master told him to do, Huzi couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
Why is taking care of a Twoleg so troublesome?
Such thoughts flashed in Huzi's heart, and he slowly fell into sleep under the moonlight.
In the Silver Mirror Lake outside Zhongting Mountain, there is a big fish flying in the sky, hovering under the moonlight, fluttering its wings, hitting the water for three to five miles, and soaring up into the sky.
Outside the thatched cottage by Yinjing Lake, an old man with white beard and hair watched Kunpeng dance, and there was the shadow of Kunpengyou in the dance.
At this time in the Nanshan Mountains, the Buddhist monk Jiumozhi met an old friend in front of Wu's tomb!
This old friend was none other than Li Qiushui.
Jiumozhi left Tubo when he was young, met Li Qiu Shui when he traveled to Xixia, was Li Qiu Shui's guest for several years, and learned Li Qiu Shui's Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu.
Jiumozhi's knowledge of the Small No-Phase Kung Fu was not complete, but adding some Tubo Buddhist principles to the incomplete Small No-Phase Kung Fu allowed him to find his own path.
For Jiumozhi, he did not want to see Li Qiushui again.
However, Nanshan Mountain is so big, and there are only those places that should be visited. It is reasonable for Jiumozhi to see Li Qiushui at this time.
"Little monk, I have met Almsgiver Li!"
PS: I’ve been a pigeon for a month, and I’ll try to find my feelings in one chapter!
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