A small boat goes down the river.
Ke Xiaoliang stood on the bow of the boat, holding a copy of "Commentary on the Deer Mother Sutra" in his hand, and was reading it with great interest.
Demons with low emotional intelligence all think that the evil intentions are hidden in the magic classics.
Devils with high emotional intelligence should understand that the greatest evil lies in the religious rituals that bind people's hearts.
"All love encounters are impermanent and rarely last long. There are many fears in this life, and life is in danger of morning dew. Really true! Do you know what this sentence means?" Ke Xiaoliang stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the fish stew in the cabin behind him. Yang Zhenzhen, who was drinking tofu soup, asked.
Yang Zhenzhen took the spoon and secretly tasted it. He was startled when Ke Xiaoliang suddenly asked him a question. The spoon in his hand shook and the soup spilled all over his chest.
Angrily rubbing the waves of the sea with his hands, Yang Zhenzhen pouted and said: "I know this sentence. Master has said it before, which means that all love, love and affection are impermanent and difficult to last. Life is here. There is a lot to be afraid of in this world, and life is fleeting like morning dew.”
"Master said this sentence has two meanings. The first one is ruthlessness. Stay away from love, stay away from unnecessary interactions and interactions, and make yourself pure and simple, so that you will not be hurt by the loss and pain in the world. , thereby gaining inner peace and making rapid progress in practice. The second level is great love. Everything in the world is fragile. Nothing can last forever. We must cherish the emotions in front of us and open our minds. , to be kind to everything in this world."
When Ke Xiaoliang heard this, he smiled and said: "Not bad! Not bad! That's really true."
"But people in the world can easily reach the first level, but only extremely rare people can reach the second level."
"You said that a group of guys who were originally on the first level, but I peeled off their shells, forced them into the emotions of this world, and made them experience pain and loss. Would they be very happy? Feeling uncomfortable and hopeless?”
Yang Zhenzhen's big hazy eyes flashed with confusion, and at this point...she couldn't understand it.
The reason why she had such insight before was mostly just following the script.
Ke Xiaoliang didn't expect Yang Zhenzhen to understand.
The reason why he said this was because he felt that the 'skin' was being filled continuously.
Correspondingly, he collected a large amount of practice information from the Baotong world through various Huzhong realms.
This information also turned into the foundation of Ke Xiaoliang's practice.
Feedback to the world of Gaowu, that is, the overall martial arts practice system has become more complete. Both aboriginal masters and those monk masters have begun to touch the bottleneck of the broken level.
Now, almost no skins worth less than 50 million are left, and all of them are owned.
This also symbolizes that the entire world of Gaowu is about to enter the era of 'broken level'.
The era of the supreme master will become a thing of the past.
The monks who originally came from the world of Baotong, all they wanted from the world of Gaowu were plot points.
However, I am not interested in the character relationships, background settings of this world... or even the practical application of some martial arts practices, etc.
In addition to their relatively rich knowledge reserves, they have little appeal for the same type of practice information, and also because the practice resources in the Baotong world are extremely scarce, their practice system has reached another extreme point of squeezing resources. Chadao, those cultivation methods that consume resources in the conventional sense, are both luxurious and desperate for them, and even more inappropriate.
Behind that condescending so-called 'looking down' attitude, isn't it actually jealousy and unwillingness?
Based on this basic principle, Ke Xiaoliang wanted to extract a large amount of demonic value from these monks in the Baotong world according to the original ways and means. In fact, it was not that easy.
Because they lack a sense of agency and accomplishment.
In the world of Gaowu...or all the worlds in the gourd, it is difficult to give them the pleasure of growth. Naturally, after some kind of loss and blow, there will not be too much loss, causing the mind to lose control and the magic value to overflow. .
To use a very simple analogy, they are not players in the true sense, but professional gold dealers. For gold dealers, playing games is no longer a hobby, fun, or even a bit of enjoyment at all... This Just a job to make a living.
Even if you are killed by other players in the game, you will not be angry or uncomfortable. You will simply be resurrected and continue to make money.
Now, Ke Xiaoliang has given them a special 'identity'.
The elites of the Baotong world have become special NPCs in the Gaowu world. They have their own freedom of action, but the logic of their actions must follow the procedures and rhythms prescribed by Ke Xiaoliang.
This not only suppresses their nature and makes them feel pain, but also forcibly restrains this group of people, allowing them to perceive and participate in the world.
Because only by understanding and sensing can they truly change their perspective, no longer condescending, but immersed in the situation.
Just like Su Wenhai, the Baotong World monk who controls this body, he needs to solve the problem of physical disability.
So he had to study the martial arts information in the world of Gaowu, and finally found the intermittent magical skill, and learned about Lotus Mountain and the grievances and hatreds between the three brothers of Taoist Yunxue.
This is the beginning of participation and participation.
As problems are solved one by one and restrictions are lifted bit by bit, they themselves will not fully realize that their attitude towards the world of high martial arts is changing.
Eventually... they will fit in and enjoy it.
Thus, along with the ups and downs of the pulse of the entire world, we can provide our own contribution to the growth and development of the world.
With the integration of this group of elites, it is like forming a huge whirlpool, and more monks from Baotong World will also join in.
Suppose that Bao Yulong’s master Taiwu Zhenren recruits new disciples. On the admissions platform, the test questions asked are related to some information about the world of high martial arts. Then a large number of monks who want to become his disciples should study hard to study the world of high martial arts. ? So he also dives in?
This is equivalent to the core fans in the fan circle culture driving floating fans and passers-by, eventually forming a huge vortex effect.
"The fish soup is good! Come and try it!" Yang Zhenzhen shouted from behind Ke Xiaoliang, interrupting Ke Xiaoliang's deep thought.
Ke Xiaoliang turned around and squatted into the cabin.
Before taking the fish soup from Yang Zhenzhen, I heard a strong wind blowing on the river and the boat swayed slightly.
There is already a figure on the bow of the boat.
"The fish soup is so fragrant, baby girl! Would you like to give me a portion of this fish soup?"
"I won't eat for free." As he spoke, a large pearl, almost the size of a baby's fist, was thrown in and rolled to Yang Zhenzhen's feet.
Ke Xiaoliang had a smile on his lips.
But he waved his sleeves and punched out.
"Greedy! You should be beaten!"
"Old man...it's none of your business!" Quan Ying was shocked.
The figure standing on the bow of the ship suddenly felt breathless, as if he was imprisoned in ice.
Full Man tried to catch it with his hands, but was thrown away by a huge force, drawing a long water mark on the river surface.
