Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

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Sorry for the long wait, folks.

early.

But since this answer surfaced in his mind, he couldn't let it go.

He couldn't even ignore it.

So he wanted to give it a try.

try it...

If humans can't do it, then the gods can do it, right?Or, is there some hope?

The middle-aged literati pulled out a smile, and insisted on meeting the young mage opposite, who was full of pure connotations and was obviously not a mortal.

Jing Fu was silent for a moment, then asked again, "What kind of freedom do you want?"

Hearing this question, the middle-aged literati couldn't help but feel a little dazed. It wasn't until a long time later that he seemed to finally regain his mind.

He stared intently, looked deeply into the eyes of the young mage on the opposite side, and found something in those dark eyes.

At that moment, he suddenly understood something.

It turned out to be the case.

This mage might not be able to win anything for him or for these mortals, but he gave them a chance.

A chance for them to speak their minds.

And this opportunity is now placed in front of them.

Taking this opportunity, they can make their voices heard.Even if there is no way to make those gods who are really in charge, guide and even decide the situation of this world change or put aside their previous arrangements, they can still express their wishes.

If you pass up this opportunity...

Of course they can give up.

Although they asked for this opportunity in front of this mage, if they want to continue to be deaf and dumb, to be a veritable ant, and let others control their own destiny without even struggling, this A mage will not force them.

The middle-aged literati lowered his eyelids halfway, clenched his hands into fists, his fingers sank deeply into his palms, and his body trembled intermittently.

It's not just this middle-aged literati who is smart. From this middle-aged literati, to the chubby businessman behind him, to the ordinary commoner at the end, most people are aware of this, and more The person quietly lowered his head, and various balances were turning rapidly in his heart.

Jing Fu didn't urge, just sat there, rubbed the center lamp in his hand, and looked at the middle-aged literati.

The inner demon body in the sea of ​​consciousness world was also aroused a little interest. At this moment, he raised his hand to support his chin and asked leisurely, 'What do you think they will choose? '

The Buddha body smiled, but did not speak.

The heart demon body didn't care about the attitude of the Buddha body, his eyes wandered slowly around the middle-aged literati, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In fact, it was not only the ordinary creatures in the Shensang world sitting around Jingfu who were aware of Jingfu's intentions, but also the group of high-level practitioners who were watching this side.

It's just that practitioners from the Shensang world seem to be a little more touched than practitioners from outside the Shensang world.

However, even so, there are quite a few high-ranking cultivators in the Chensang Realm who look away with a lack of interest, or sit idle, or laugh with the left and right, in short, they are not very interested.

Of course, apart from these practitioners, some high-level practitioners sat up straight, pulled their eyes away from Jing Fu, and turned to those ordinary creatures.

It's just that the number of high-level practitioners who see middle-aged literati and other ordinary people in their eyes is still far less than those high-level practitioners who lack interest.

Mingliang Daxiu and Qian Zhao were silent for a while, but they withdrew half of their minds from the cliff, observing Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and other immortals from the Shensang Realm, secretly remembering something.

The Bodhi tree sapling was quite straightforward, it immediately smiled and said cheerfully, "It's still a young monk who is thoughtful... After all, he wants to arrange a place for ordinary creatures like them to live in. If you can Listen to what they think, and we can do things better here..."

Zhang Yuanshan also responded again and again, "That's right, compared to us, the little monk is more thoughtful. We didn't expect this..."

Wufang Shenniao looked at the saplings of the Bodhi tree, then at Zhang Yuanshan, fell silent for a while, pecked Zhang Yuanshan's shoulder hard, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Jing Fu noticed these shifting gazes, but he didn't pay much attention to them.

"Back to Master," the middle-aged literati seemed to understand, and then raised his eyes, "The freedom I want is not to act recklessly, but... but... We mortals can also retain the freedom to gain power."

"Yes! I want us mortals to gain power, instead of being cut off from it!" The more he said, the more excited he became, and even his face flushed.

Jing Fu waited.

After the middle-aged literati regained control of himself and calmed down, Jing Fu said, "The fate of immortality is predetermined, and we cannot control it."

The middle-aged literati pursed his lips, pressing the question back into his chest.

Is Xianyuan really destined?Can these immortals really not change their lives?

How could Jing Fu not see his thoughts?

He smiled without avoiding it, and said bluntly, "The destiny of the immortal is also the law of fate. The law of fate is both destiny and cause and effect. Otherwise...why is it you who are sitting in front of me now, not me?" Who else? You are not the first person in this world to find me..."

He is not the first person in this world to notice the magic of this mage, but he is the first to follow him, and he is the first to persist until now.

He firmly grasped the opportunity, and only then did he have the fate of today.But those who hesitated and hesitated lost their chance.

The middle-aged literati quickly understood what Jing Fu meant, and he fell silent.

"In the heavens and universe, there are countless immortals and gods, and the supernatural powers of the powerful are beyond your imagination...For them, it is naturally possible to help an ordinary person change his life. But... .Why? Why?"

The middle-aged literati didn't speak, and neither did the chubby businessmen after him, just listening quietly.

"I watch your behavior, and I know your identity. Whether it is before or after the disaster, you are high in front of many people. And for those people, you, who can determine life and death with a single word, are actually no different. Yu Xianshen..."

"So, let me ask you too, why didn't you easily open your mouth to change people's lives in those years?"

The middle-aged literati was silent for a while when Jing Fu asked him this question.

In the world of sea of ​​consciousness, the heart demon body suddenly sighed, and casually said, "Fate is actually the human heart..."

The Buddha body ignored him, and still only looked at the middle-aged literati opposite.

The middle-aged literati sat stiffly for a while, then suddenly bowed down and knocked his forehead heavily on the ground.But he obviously didn't intend to force Jing Fu, after knocking his head once, he sat up straight again.

"It's the nature of life to pursue freedom and strength. You're just bluntly speaking, and it's not a big deal. But I hope you remember that everything has a price. Things in the world are never simple."

Hearing Jing Fu's words, the eyes of the middle-aged literati finally changed again.

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Jing Fu.

If the previous kowtow was an apology to Jingfu, then this salute is his respect to Jingfu.

Jing Fu clasped his palms together and saluted, then his eyes fell on the chubby businessman behind the middle-aged literati.

The businessman was extremely smooth, with a sincere and sincere smile on his face, which easily made people feel good about him.

The Yuangun merchant put his palms together and bowed to Jingfu, and when Jingfu returned the salute and nodded, he asked him again, before he replied, "I hope this world can settle down as soon as possible."

"Anwen..." Jing Fu looked at him and pointed out a fact, "You are a businessman, and a very successful businessman."

The chubby businessman was not polite, he nodded directly to accept Jing Fu's evaluation, and then said to Jing Fu as if in reply, "The world is not stable, the people are suffering, no matter how successful a businessman is, life is not easy... .”

"Me, I don't have a big heart. I just like to do some small business, I like to fiddle with the abacus and look through the account books, and I have no interest in the ownership of the world and the throne..."

Jing Fu didn't interrupt him.

Neither did anyone else on the cliff.

Even if they knew that what the businessman said was incomplete and even made people laugh, they didn't want to refute it, and just sat there and listened.

Da Jia seeks the country.

Which successful businessman does not rely on a strong home country and does not pay attention to the rumors of the home country?If you really don't see anything and don't know anything, even a wealthy businessman who monopolizes [-]% of the world's wealth is just someone else's pocketbook?No matter how much money you have, it's just temporary management for others.

Not only Jing Fu and others on the cliff, but also Ming Liang, Qian Zhao, Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and other high-level practitioners in Shensang Realm who are paying attention, even those who have turned their eyes away and only give Those high-level monks who paid a little attention here all looked sideways when they heard the words of this chubby businessman.

The chubby businessman really didn't seem to know anything, he was still chattering with Jing Fu, complaining to Jing Fu like gossip.

"...But because of the turmoil in recent days, my business is hard to do... I lost a few good things in my storage, and I can't find them anyway. Find the right buyer and sell it properly. I have taken a fancy to the things I want to prepare, but I can’t get enough, alas..."

"It's a very sad day."

"So I thought, no matter what, settle down as soon as possible, and the life of the big guys will be easier."

After barely stopping his words, the round merchant couldn't help but sighed heavily again.

"Master..." He turned his eyes to look at Jing Fu, his eyes were shining brightly, as if seeing a savior, "Master, when does the world think that this world will be able to settle down?"

Looking at the way he rubbed his hands, if he didn't still care about Jing Fu's thoughts and dare not be too rash, this chubby businessman would probably come to Jing Fu and hold Jing Fu's hand to ask eagerly.

Mingliang Daxiu looked away.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Qianzhao Daxiu next to him, Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and other juniors, seeing the inconspicuous but real heaviness and sigh on their faces, Mingliang Daxiu couldn't help but also bowed his head.

Compared with the freedom that the middle-aged literati sought before, the stability that the round businessman seeks is indeed more practical and much simpler, but no matter whether it is the Mingliang overhaul or the Qianzhao overhaul, no one can treat the round round businessman Boast, when will this safety come.

They can't.

Cleaning the water is naturally impossible.

He looked at the chubby merchant, and at the ordinary people who raised their heads and waited for his answer, and he didn't hide it.

"I don't know about this question."

Other ordinary people inevitably showed some disappointment, but this chubby businessman only restrained his smile a little, but his face was still sincere.

"What does the mage know, can you tell us?"

Jing Fu pondered for a while, as if organizing his words.

"Do you think that the catastrophe between heaven and earth is over?" He asked.

Middle-aged literati, chubby businessmen and other ordinary people were stunned by his question, but soon realized something.

The middle-aged literati were just silent, but the chubby businessman came directly to ask Jing Fudao, "What does the mage mean, that there will be disasters in this world?"

The gathering of heaven and earth calamity energy again, and even more ferocious than last time, is only spread among high-level practitioners, and has not been spread to the ears of practitioners below the realm of celestial beings, let alone mortal creatures like them.

Mingliang Daxiu, Ma Chaoyang and other senior practitioners in Shensang Realm looked at Jingfu with disapproval for a moment.

They blocked the news, but this person directly exposed the matter in front of these ordinary people, isn't he afraid of shaking people's hearts again?

But disapproval and disapproval, even Mingliang Daxiu and Qianzhao Daxiu, whose cultivation base and state are far superior to Jingfu, never thought of jumping out and accusing him.

Don't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face. There are so many big Buddhas standing behind this little monk. If he is easily blamed, he will not get down in the end, but I don't know who it will be.

Jing Fu didn't pay much attention to people like Ming Liang and Qian Zhao, he looked back at the chubby businessman flatly, but didn't reveal a word.

The round businessman didn't know if he understood what Jing Fu meant, and finally suppressed the smile on his face, folded his hands and bowed to Jing Fu, and sat down again.

Jing Fu nodded in return, then looked at the next commoner.

The person sitting behind the chubby businessman was actually a young man in his twenties.The young man is entangled with evil spirits, but he has no miscellaneous things such as resentment and hostility, and his gestures are full of dragon and tiger demeanor, obviously he is a general.

Seeing Jing Fu's eyes turn, the young man stood up swiftly, folded his hands and bowed, stood still, and asked Jing Fu, "I beg Master to show you a bright way for thousands of people."

"Bright road?" Jing Fu narrowed his eyes, "Where does the bright road lead to?"

The young man replied, "Strength."

The young man who seemed to have thought clearly looked at the two seniors in front of him, recalled the confession they made in front of Jing Fu earlier, thought for a while, and said a few more words with difficulty.

"Freedom needs power to fight for, and stability needs power to maintain. I think that what is lacking in the world today is the power to suppress everything and defend everything. Be bold, and ask the mage to show you the way."

The middle-aged literati and chubby businessman sitting in front of the young man could hear it clearly, and their bodies couldn't help shaking, as if they were a little touched.

It was only after the brief touch cooled down that the two quickly regained their composure and sat firmly in their original positions.

"Strength can indeed win many things. If there is enough strength to support, this world will not be so difficult." Jing Fu nodded first, but then he fixed his eyes on the young man again, "But you wait It should also be clear that unless there is absolute force to suppress it, the situation in the world will develop as you hoped."

The young man met Jing Fu's gaze, neither dodging nor avoiding it.

"For the growth and development of strength, the first thing you need is the method, the second thing you need is resources, and the third thing you need is time..."

After he finished counting, he looked at the young man again, "Tell me, what is there in this world today?"

The youth was speechless.

have what?Nothing at all.

The methods of practice, whether it is body training, god refining or other cultivation methods that have been passed down in the heavens and the universe, they actually don't know if there are any in this world.

Maybe there are, but they are all treasured by various families, or they are directly in the hands of those practitioners.But so what?No one is willing to hand it over.

If those high-ranking practitioners really have the heart, as early as the time when the world changed, such a method should have been spread throughout the world.Why is it that today, even some wind has never been heard?

What is the difference between "yes" and "no"?

As for resources... In this desolate world, are there any resources left?

Not to mention time.

The young man lowered his head unconsciously, subconsciously covering up the reddish rolling eyes.

Jing Fu took another look at him.

It was rare for the demon body to look at the young man with some interest before turning his gaze away.

'Pity. '

The Buddha body took a look into the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, and smiled, "He has a firm mind, even if the evil spirit enters the body, he can still keep his mind clear, what's the pity?"Don't you just talk like this because you think people don't like it? '

The demon body snorted and didn't speak.

Jing Fu smiled, put his palms together and sang the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Namo Amitabha."

The Buddha's name awakened the young man, he came back to his senses suddenly, put his palms together and bowed to Jing Fu before sitting down again.

Jing Fu moved his gaze to the next one.

Sitting behind the young man was actually a young girl.As if for the sake of traveling cheaply, the little girl only wore a solid and ordinary bun on her head, and she wore a skirt with a curved train, but instead of embroidered shoes, she wore cloth shoes.

The little girl who was only young and whose face was calmer than immature stood up, clasped her hands and bowed to Jing Fu, and said in a low voice, "Believers are young, and their vision is not very broad, so they can't see clearly the space between heaven and earth." all kinds of problems, but believers also have something to ask for.”

Jing Fu nodded, and asked kindly, "What do you want?"

"The believer wants to ask for a future." The little girl said.

The strength in her voice was indeed not that great, but the people on the edge of the cliff could hear some firmness from a short sentence.

"The future?" Jing Fu chewed for a while, and seeing that she didn't intend to directly complete it, he bridged the gap and asked, "Whose future is it?"

The little girl smiled slightly when she heard Jing Fu's question.

"Don't dare to lie to the mage. Before today, I only wanted to seek a future for myself and my family. But now..."

She took a deep breath, "I want to seek a future for the countless compatriots on this land, and a future for this world."

The little girl's eyes were exceptionally bright at this moment, they were not inferior to those three seniors in front of her.

Lin Qiaoshu had been sitting firmly among the celestial monks in Shensang Realm before, but now hearing the little girl's words, she turned her eyes, and there seemed to be a bright light in her eyes.

Jing Fu pondered for a while, then nodded, but as before, did not make a clear statement.

The little girl blinked her eyes, clasped her hands together and bowed to Jing Fu again before she sat down again.

Behind the little girl was an old woman with a round face and a natural kind smile.

The old woman propped up her body with the branches she borrowed, and joined hands with Jing Fu to worship.

With just one glance, Jing Fu could clearly see the old woman's background and background.

This is a stable woman.

"The old woman is old now, and she doesn't have much time... In her life, the old woman has also helped many women deliver babies and brought their children into this world... My old woman I don't want anything, I just feel that maybe I can have more children..."

Mingliang Daxiu, Ma Chaoyang and other high-ranking practitioners in Shensang Realm looked at and listened to this side, and their complexions gradually became a little subtle.

The little girl's high hopes are nothing more than that. After all, she is young and her parents passed away early. She is struggling to survive alone in this world. It is reasonable to pay more attention to herself.What's more, didn't she change it by herself just now?But this stable woman...

If this Wen Po is said to be vulgar, she is indeed vulgar, but if she wants to say that she is simple, she is really simple.And more importantly, she mentioned the child.

Regardless of the ethnic group, newborns always hope that they are different.

Jing Fu didn't think so, after he listened carefully to the steady lady, he asked her two more questions before shifting his gaze to the next one.

If it is said that Mingliang Daxiu, Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and other high-level practitioners in Shensang Realm were a little awkward when Jing Fu started to ask them, and chatted with the middle-aged literati, then now, they But it takes a lot of seriousness.

After Jingfu had a conversation with the commoner who was left at the end, Jingfu looked back.

"I now know a thing or two about what you want in your heart. But you must also know what you want. My own realm is limited, but I can't help you."

No one is restless, no one complains, what they have, more is just lost.

Yes, lost.

Jing Fu sized them up for a while, then smiled again.

The laughter was inaudible, and it would be ignored if you didn't pay attention, but the people who were a little away from Jingfu all noticed it.

As if they had noticed something, they quickly regained their energy and stared at Jing Fu who was sitting still in front of him.

The smile on Jing Fu's face slightly raised, "But I may know who you can ask."

Whether middle-aged literati or chubby businessmen, all of them clasped their hands together and bowed to Jingfu, "Please give advice from the mage."

Jing Fu raised his hand to support the worshippers, preventing them from bowing down.

After stabilizing these people, Jing Fu met their eyes and said, "The time has not come yet, and I have never asked them, but it is not easy to make up my own mind."