Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In the world of martial arts, he launched a revolution, not only for the survival of the people, but also to prove his growth. He didn't know who to prove to, to the system?Or to other unknown existences!

Wang Xuebin closed his eyes and frowned, trembling all over, eating the offal noodles bit by bit.

He chewed very hard, taking every bite, savoring carefully, not even letting go of the soup!

After he finished eating, he gently put the bowl on the table, sighed, opened his eyes and asked:

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva! I don't know whether I am a real person or a fictional character in novels and movies. Is my existence real or manipulated by others? Can you give me an answer?"

"This problem has plagued me for more than 30 years!"

"I, can't take it anymore!"

Looking closely, I saw his eyes were as red as blood.

Chapter 131 Shadow

Man is a complex individual, and the complexity lies in the interweaving of good and evil.

Good and evil are two inseparable sides. As much good as a person is, he will have as much evil thoughts. Good and evil are more choices than nature for people!

What Wang Xuebin has done in the past can definitely be called a great and upright person. He is filial to his parents, respects teachers, respects the old and loves the young, has a broad mind, and knows how to repay his kindness.

All positive words can be found in him. For the benefit of others, he even sacrificed his life. Such a person can definitely be called a moral saint!

Is such a person respectable?

No, it's scary!

No one is perfect, if it is perfect, it is definitely not human!

A person without flaws is terrible, you can't imagine how much shadow is hidden in his heart!

Wang Xuebin was like this at this time, his blood-red eyes were staring at the two gods.

This bowl of noodles brings out the shadow that he has accumulated for more than [-] years.

Once this shadow is triggered, it cannot be suppressed.

At this time, he was extremely pessimistic in his heart, only thinking about either finding the answer, or finding a world to exile himself.

His ability has already become a climate, and if it erupts in this world, it will cause a turmoil. This is the last thing the kind thoughts in his bones can do.

"Bodhisattva, can you give me an answer?"

Even at this time, Wang Xuebin remained polite and did not make mistakes.

The Bodhisattva sighed. He and the God of Cookery had put down the noodle bowls when they noticed Wang Xuebin's strange behavior.

This noodle does have the effect of evoking people's memories, but for the gods, this effect cannot shake their minds, at most it adds a little fun to the feast, nothing else.

But for Wang Xuebin, this thing is no less than gut-piercing poison. It reminds him of the problem that he has been avoiding all the time, and it will be out of control once it is fired!

"Om mani padme hum!"

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has a solemn face, clasped his hands together, and recited the six-syllable mantra.

The sun in the sky was covered by dark clouds, the purple bamboo in the bamboo forest moved without wind, and the koi in the pond kept jumping, as if welcoming something.

A thunderbolt exploded, shattering the pavilion above their heads, and the rubble scattered in all directions without falling into the pavilion.

A gust of wind blew over with a gust of drizzle, drenching Wang Xuebin thoroughly.

This is not rain, but rain in French, which is the work of the bodhisattva and has the effect of washing the body and mind.

The nectar woke him up, and he sat on the stone bench, panting, the bullet timing was out of his control just now, and it started by itself.

At this time, his heart was full of exhaustion. It was an indescribable feeling. It was more time than a sage's time, and he couldn't arouse a sliver of energy.

"Sorry, I'm sorry!"

Wang Xuebin, who had woken up, pressed the shadow into his heart again. He forced himself to pay a gift like the two gods, and then asked sincerely again:

"Bodhisattva, this is my long-standing confusion, and now I am about to become my demon. I hope Bodhisattva can help me solve my confusion!"

The Bodhisattva lowered his palms and comforted him:

"The benefactor! The world is infinite! Our story must be written as a novel,"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin paused without making a sound, leaning on the table with both arms, crossed his hands, and breathed deeply.

The Bodhisatta continued:

"Don't be discouraged, donator. Don't forget that the poor monk is also a character you saw in the movie, but it also exists. This is not a conflict!"

The God of Cookery on the side also persuaded:

"Little brother, don't be too horny. I have transformed into a myriad of worlds, and I have seen movies featuring my deeds, but what does it matter? I am still me, the God of Cookery is still the God of Cookery!"

Wang Xuebin looked at the already clear sky and said:

"What I am afraid of now is whether what I think is really controlled by myself? If I am just a character in the pen, is everything I experience designed?

Am I just like Truman, a clown who is proud of himself in front of everyone! "

"Hahahaha!"

The God of Cookery laughed loudly:

"Little brother is really worrying too much. There is logic in all your personality and habits, and there is no logic in your relationship and life. Do you think someone is controlling you? You can almost control them!"

"There are infinite possibilities in the infinite world. What we say is not the same as what you think. When you become a god in the future, you will naturally understand the truth of the world. You are not practicing well now, and you have a mental block. It will be fine in the future!"

Wang Xuebin felt a little relieved when he heard the words, sat up and asked:

"I don't know if the god can tell me how to practice?"

The God of Cookery pointed at him and said with a smile:

"Aren't you on the road of cultivation now? Just follow the steps!"

Wang Xuebin frowned slightly, spread out his palm and looked at it, and asked suspiciously:

"Space Viewing Chapter? Or Wuji Diagram?"

The Bodhisattva shook his head and said:

"It's your body. The potential of the body has been developed to the limit. The next step is to develop the brain. This is called opening the door of wisdom. After that, it is to learn knowledge and develop wisdom. Just take it slow!"

The God of Cookery echoed from the side:

"You are different from us. You can come into contact with all kinds of worlds, and you can learn all kinds of knowledge. Your growth rate will be much faster than ours. You may rely on your support in the future. Don't forget us!"

Wang Xuebin sat on a chair and thought about it.

"Nana, check the potential index of my body and internal organs!"

"The current body potential index is [-]%, and the visceral potential index is [-]%, which has reached the conditions to open the brain potential!"

Wang Xuebin took a deep breath, propped himself up and bowed.

"Thank you God of Cookery and Bodhisattva for your gifts and suggestions!"

The two accepted his salute, and the Bodhisattva looked at him and sighed:

"The benefactor has a mental block in his heart. This is an obstacle on the path of practice. The poor monk just used some means to relieve it. The fundamental problem still needs to be solved by the benefactor in his practice. The poor monk can't help!"

Wang Xuebin nodded silently. He still hasn't found a convincing answer to today's question, but at least he has a solution, and he feels a lot more relaxed. Let's talk about it in the future!

"By the way, I don't know if the benefactor has a world that he wants to go to recently?"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and said:

"There is no plan yet, why, does the Bodhisattva have anything to explain?"

Bodhisattva nodded.

"The poor monk really wants to ask the benefactor for something!"

Wang Xuebin waved his hands quickly.

"Despite the Bodhisattva's instructions, don't ask for anything, as long as I can do it, I will do my best!"

The Bodhisattva was not polite, and said directly:

"The poor monk hopes that the benefactor can transfer a scripture to Miao Shan on behalf of the poor monk!"

Wang Xuebin heard the words, looked up at the Bodhisattva and asked:

"I don't know who Miao Shan is?"

Guanyin sighed.

"Miaoshan is the layman's name of the poor monk. The poor monk's deity has already jumped out of this dimension, but in order to practice diligently, he should transform countless Dharma Bodies into various worlds to practice.

Unexpectedly, a law body of the poor monk went wrong in a lower world, and there was a problem with the time fluctuation of that world.

The poor monk's dharma body not only did not have the mystery of the broken fetus, but re-entered the cycle of reincarnation. The poor monk hoped that the benefactor could help the poor monk to enlighten her and lead her to the way! "

Wang Xuebin asked directly:

"Which world is it? How can I find it? How can I save him into the Tao after I find it?"

The Bodhisattva stretched out his hand, and a golden book appeared out of thin air on the table.

"This is the poor monk's treasure of enlightenment, the Great Compassion Mantra, and the donor can just give it to the poor monk's Dharma body. As for the world, the poor monk doesn't know who it is, only that it is a world of little demons.

The deity passed down a message, saying that you have a fate with that dharma body, and you will know it when the time comes! "

Wang Xuebin nodded silently when he heard the words, but didn't say anything. He took the golden book, got up and said:

"Don't worry Bodhisattva, leave this matter to me!"

After saying goodbye, he got up and said:

"It's over here, so I'll take my leave first!"

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva nodded and said:

"The matter of the poor monk is left to the benefactor!"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and said:

"Where is it, the two gods and I have the grace of preaching, I just do some small things within my ability, don't be polite!"

As he spoke, he bowed his hands and disappeared.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva stood where he was, waved his hand, and the pavilion returned to its original state. He sat down and picked up the teapot, filling it with tea for the God of Cookery.

The God of Cookery held the cup and sighed:

"The Bodhisattva is so generous today, he is willing to give out such treasures as Ganlin..."

Avalokitesvara's mouth curled up in a beautiful arc when she heard the words, and said with a light smile:

"The God of Cookery has never been stingy, the food that nourishes the viscera of mortals must be taken with great care!"

You must know that they are in a world bewitched by demons. There is no complete system of immortals and Buddhas here, and there is no systematic magic weapon and elixir. The materials they use are all passed down from the deity.

One that nourishes the body of a mortal, and one that nourishes the viscera of a mortal, are not ordinary things, they are very precious.

The God of Cookery sighed and said:

"I'm still not as good as yours. If you borrow something, you have to pay it back. This karma is formed."

Guanyin smiled and shook his head.

"It's Wenshi who is even better at it!

Watching the sky?This should be a practice specially created for other people, without a trace of Taoism's sincerity, it simply improves sex and life skills!

You know, he has never even looked at the poor monk's skills up to the Dao, this son is really a proud and arrogant person! "

The God of Cookery suddenly thought of something, and asked curiously:

"When the Bodhisattva just communicated with the deity, did he get to the bottom of his system?"

The Bodhisattva shook his head gravely.

"I can't see it, the core of this system is very mysterious, and I can't see a clue!"

"The Bodhisattva can't see it either? I don't know which great god came up with a whim and released the opportunity!"

Avalokitesvara raised his head, fixed his eyes on it, and saw through the roof of the pavilion and the void universe.Seeing through the boundaries of the world, as if looking at someone, he murmured:

"This kind of thing, who can tell..."

Chapter 132 Cousin Gets Married