Feng Linmo, who turned a monk into a Taoist, walked through the night and rode on the moonlight.
Under the watch of many people, he gradually drifted away.
This night will eventually remain in the memory of many people and will not fade for a long time.
At this moment, Feng Linwen looked at Han Xiangzi who appeared in front of him again, and suddenly felt filled with emotion.
He actually didn't know why Lu Qinglu wanted to help him.
Out of kindness?
Or is it a joke?
Or simply a whim?
Or... there is some deeper calculation.
None of this actually matters.
If you refuse to move in the right direction because you are afraid of being taken advantage of, looked down upon, despised, or ridiculed by others. Then this not only seems naive, but in the end it will only delay you, and will not bring any harm or feedback to others. Only by relying on the contempt, use and ridicule of others, marching forward in a straight line, can we live up to ourselves, and one day be able to slap someone hard in the face.
"Congratulations, you passed the three tests and successfully found out the truth about the civet cat replacing the prince. Although... it was a bit tricky." Han Xiangzi said calmly.
He didn't seem to have any other explanation for Lu Qinglu's suggestion.
Perhaps in his...or their eyes, this is just a performance, a game.
And the rules are... there are no rules.
All they need is a final result.
No matter how this results.
Listening to Han Xiangzi's words, Feng Linwen was full of curses.
"Shit civet cat for prince, this is actually a saying, an adjective. Strictly speaking, it has nothing to do with the incident itself. Indeed... Whose son will the future Emperor of the Song Dynasty be? The Eight Immortals have no idea. I don't care at all. Then why do they use this to evaluate me? I was also blinded by lard, and I didn't see through it."
Feng Linwen really passed the assessment.
It was just a matter of simply burning a temple, directing and performing a 'miracle' on his own, and then in full view of the public, he converted from Buddha to Taoism.
This is a trick of substituting flowers and substituting flowers with wood, and it has the same effect as the civet cat exchanging the prince.
What is shown is that a monk who has done all good deeds in his life and devoted himself to cultivating good karma, when faced with life and death, the Buddha he believed in did not come to help him. Instead, with a thought, he changed his family, and was saved, and even became a Taoist from then on.
If you hate Buddhism, you will destroy Taoism.
This is the truth about the civet cat changing for the prince.
It is also Feng Lin's real answer to the exam question.
Passed three levels in a row, plus the two levels of Tieguai Li and Han Zhongli.
Feng Linwen is equivalent to passing five levels.
And there are still three levels left.
But I don’t know what the remaining three levels are.
At this time, Han Xiangzi did not leave, but directly said: "Before leaving, Brother Lu Dao told me to ask you to go to Dongyang Sword Princess. If you can defeat her again. His level, Just forget it."
Feng Linwen nodded.
This level sounds simple.
However, the difficulty...is not small.
He already knew that Dongyang Sword Princess was one body with two souls.
That shallow, ignorant, stupid appearance, and flawed personality still had strength that he had to pay attention to.
It is almost unnecessary to think about it, Feng Linwen also knows that the person he faces again will definitely be the real Dongyang Sword Princess.
"Uncle Lu, does this count as asking for justice for my disciples?" Feng Linhuo's seemingly rude words were actually a kind of temptation.
Han Xiangzi understood clearly what Feng Lin was thinking, and there was still no trace of twists and turns or unnecessary emotions.
"You can think so, but you'd better not think so. If you think so, then you will definitely not win."
"The assessment must be completed within one month, no waiting will be done if it is late."
After saying that, Han Xiangzi disappeared again.
Feng Linwen curled his lips.
"You can think so, but it's better not to think so? What do you mean? That is to say, what I said is right, but Lu Dongbin is very stingy. He did it, but I can't even think about it? Otherwise, the difficulty of my assessment will be Will it improve?"
"Are you so willful?" Feng Linwen smiled bitterly.
They are all apprentices, why are they treated so differently?
He didn't see his master come out to support him.
"No! I can't use the same mind to speculate on others because of my own narrow-mindedness. Try to think in a more advanced way." Feng Linwen rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache.
Everyone knows the truth.
But how can things in the mind be deliberately controlled by humans?
Just like a female classmate, her skirt was occasionally blown up by the wind, allowing a passing male classmate to see the cute little strawberries on her pink breasts, as well as a few curly and naughty hairs.
The male classmate knew that he should not continue to think about it. This was an immoral defilement.
But the more you restrain your thoughts in this way, the more you can't help but think in this direction.
In the end, Feng Linwen decided to ask Kruba for advice after a long absence.
Although Crewe may be out of trouble.
But the eyeball has always been in Feng Linyi's hand and has not left.
Feng Linwen didn't understand what he was thinking, so he could only minimize communication.
At this time, this world is the world of the Eight Immortals.
If you pick any one of the Eight Immortals, they will be better than Kruba.
Therefore, Feng Linyi can feel a little relieved and have some communication with Kruba.
"So...this is your doubt?" The purple eyes rolled back and forth in Feng Linhu's hand, and the pupils shrank towards Feng Linhu, as if he was breathing.
"Yes!" Feng Linwen affirmed.
Kruba flicked Feng Linyi's palm and suddenly said: "Do you think that I managed to sneak into the world where you live, but I had to give up my fake body and be controlled by you. This to me... Is it fair?"
Feng Linwen was stunned for a moment, and when he thought about it carefully, from another perspective... he was indeed quite unlucky.
After all, as Cthulhu, the Great Old One.
In one world, he is a boss-level figure.
But it is really unfair to be dominated by such a small person like him, who was not even a first-level person, for so long.
"Perhaps, it's just to make you feel this unfairness! People can't always live in good times, but they also have to have the courage to go upstream and break through obstacles. This... is probably my understanding." Kruba is very Said logically.
Feng Linwen closed his eyes and meditated, then suddenly grinned.
"So that's it...I understand!" Feng Linwen put away the Kruba.
Using injustice to test people's hearts and inspire countercurrent passion... This is so hot-blooded!
Doesn't fit the style.
So that's not really the answer.
The real answer is hidden deep in this passage by Crewe.
Feng Linwen understood in an instant, that's why he smiled.
"In short... No matter what, a battle with Dongyang Sword Princess is inevitable. I have to think of a way to defeat her. A wave of violent output should be useless. Although Dongyang Sword Princess is not a saint, But I can’t be blind and think that the same trick is enough to work on her twice.”
"Besides, this time, what I have to face may be the real Dongyang Sword Princess, not the immature shell outside."
"If you can't maximize your strengths, you must first avoid your weaknesses. Then compared to Dongyang Sword Princess, what is my most obvious shortcoming?" Feng Linfu asked himself.
