No one can resist the temptation of a holy magic weapon, not even Wu Moxiu himself, let alone Shen Fengshu.
Wu Moxiu is very sure of this.
He just wanted to see what would happen to Shen Fengshu's mentality if he knew that the thing he gave away casually was a holy magic weapon, and it was given because he did not know the goods. It should have belonged to him. Will collapse.
Sometimes, the human heart is so fragile that it cannot withstand a little teasing and teasing. If you have never owned it, you may not feel it is a pity, but once it is something that originally belongs to you, you are given away by yourself without knowing the goods. , that feeling of loss is enough to make a person regret it.
There is nothing better than this to kill someone and kill your heart.
Before everything started, Wu Moxiu wanted to see Shen Fengshu's expression, it must be very exciting.
"Saint level magic weapon?" Shen Fengshu's surprise was not fake. It seemed that he really didn't know about it before.
Wu Moxiu enjoyed it very much and nodded with certainty: "I only found out after refining the first level and unlocking the first level seal."
"Oh!" Shen Fengshu said in sudden realization.
Wu Moxiu was still waiting for Shen Fengshu to regret it, but when he heard Shen Fengshu's understatement, he felt as uncomfortable as a full-strength punch hitting cotton directly.
"Oh what?" Wu Moxiu couldn't help raising his voice: "Saint-level magic weapon!"
"There are a lot of this kind of things at home." Shen Fengshu looked indifferent, like a prodigal son: "There are a lot of things that can be used without seals. Who has the time to undo any seals? ?”
Holy level magic weapon, can you draw a lot with one stroke? Is it too troublesome to have a seal?
Wu Moxiu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood ten feet away. It was obvious that he wanted to kill someone, but looking at Shen Fengshu's regretful look, he ended up breaking his defense first.
Lying? Just looking at the flower pen and wishful thinking paper that Shen Fengshu took out, you can tell that this guy really doesn't take the holy magic weapon seriously. Which serious monk would contaminate a magic weapon of that level with all kinds of things? A messy smell? I really don’t care.
The saint-level masters of Wu Moxiu and Demon Continent can only produce two or three holy-level magic weapons on hand. One of them is the Hunyuan Egg that they just got. The saint-level masters are not as good as a junior Jindan. What's so embarrassing about being human?
He wanted to let Shen Fengshu break his defense, but Wu Moxiu himself lost his Taoist heart first.
In fact, Shen Fengshu himself was very surprised.
Both the leader of Wuyouzhai and Grandmaster Jiang are only at the level of the pinnacle of quasi-sage and have not yet reached the saint level. I didn’t expect that the thing they gave out was a saint-level magic weapon. They spent such a huge amount of money on a mere little golden elixir of their own. , the picture is by no means a trivial matter.
"Senior Wu's mentality, his mentality." Shen Fengshu did not forget to give Wu Moxiu another foot in his lost Taoist heart: "Are you still a saint-level master? The things outside of you are gone when they are gone. How can you know that a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise? Not a blessing?"
"What's the explanation?" Wu Moxiu had never heard of the story of a blessing in disguise, so of course he didn't understand what it meant.
"There was an old man living in the frontier who lost a horse..." Shen Fengshu quickly told the story of a blessing in disguise, and then said with a smile as if it were a foretelling: "Misfortune depends on blessings, and blessings depend on disasters." Fufu, for me, missing one magic weapon may not be a disaster, and for you, having one more magic weapon may not be a blessing. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
Wu Moxiu suddenly felt that he didn't know how to describe his mood. It was as if he wanted to teach Shen Fengshu a lesson, but Shen Fengshu in turn said to him directly: "Students, please sit down, where are we starting from?" Speaking of places. "It's so frustrating that you don't want it."
"Don't look at me like that." Of course Shen Fengshu saw Wu Moxiu's expression and said with relief, "I don't know how much I envy you."
"Why do you envy us?" Wu Moxiu asked, his face a little better and his mood a little more comfortable.
"You don't have to bear the karma!" Shen Fengshu said it casually, but the content was really shocking: "Those subordinates like yours can kill them if they want, without any psychological burden at all, let alone worry about having to bear the karma when they ascend in the future. . Unlike us, we have to think about all kinds of grudges and grudges casually, repay kindness and revenge, and there is no moment of relief before ascending."
When Shen Fengshu said these words, everyone in the world, including the beautiful master, Senior Liu, and old man Jiang Laotoushan, all pricked up their ears for fear of missing a word.
"What is this guy going to do?" The beautiful master discovered that the Heavenly Tribulation could not help Shen Fengshu, and had returned to the world of satisfaction while taking advantage of the chaos of the Heavenly Tribulation just now. When she heard Shen Fengshu talking about cause and effect, her eyes immediately widened.
Is it easy to talk about this kind of topic with Zhu Moxiu? If Wu Moxiu understands the secrets, wouldn’t it mean that Mozhou needs another master who can level up?
"You call us demon cultivators, so tell me, what is a demon?" Wu Moxiu turned his head and glanced at Shen Fengshu, as if he didn't expect that Shen Fengshu, a mere golden elixir, would talk about such a level of topic.
"Evil! Do bad things." Shen Fengshu replied without thinking, not afraid that this answer would make Wu Moxiu angry: "To take away the life of wisdom and destroy the good virtues of Taoism is to be a devil."
"Then has my cultivation level been taken away?" Wu Moxiu asked.
"No." Shen Fengshu also had to admit that although Wu Moxiu was a demonic cultivator, his ability to reach the holy level was definitely not because of his cultivation and Taoism.
"So I'm not a demon. According to the standards you mentioned, I'm not a demon." Wu Mo Xiu rolled his eyes at Shen Fengshu: "You're superficial."
"Then you still don't take the lives of your men seriously?" Shen Fengshu was puzzled. Isn't this way of doing things not demonic?
"You can say I'm a bad person, but you can't say I'm a devil." Wu Moxiu chuckled and said, "Being a bad person makes me do bad things. It's not that I like to do bad things. There's a big difference. "
It is easy to understand that bailiffs and executioners will kill people, but it is not that they like killing people, it is just their status that makes them kill people, so they are not demons.
Wu Moxiu admits that he is a bad person, so he will do some bad things such as murder and arson, but it is not that he likes to do these things from the bottom of his heart, that is another nature.
"You said it yourself, natural selection and survival of the fittest." Wu Moxiu continued: "You drink alcohol, eat meat, and kill so many creatures. Aren't you also a demon? If not, then what do you mean by demon?"
Not only Shen Fengshu and Wu Moxiu are discussing this issue, but also several seniors from Yixin Tiandi are also considering it.
"I have seen demons from outside the realm." Shen Fengshu thought for a while: "It is indeed different from you."
"What's the difference?" Wu Moxiu asked with a smile.
"All they have left is desire." Shen Fengshu thought for a while and concluded: "Driven by desire, they do whatever they want."
"So we are all the same, we are driven by desire and do our best." Wu Moxiu nodded in agreement: "The difference is that you have more restraints, we have less restraints, and those demons have no restraints at all. "
This so-called constraint is the moral standard that everyone has agreed upon. Within the framework of the Taoist Buddhist Academy and so on, the higher the moral level is, it is considered an upright sect. When it reaches below the horizontal line, it becomes a demonic cultivator.
According to this standard, everyone found that it seemed to be quite smooth. But Shen Fengshu found that the academy seemed to be really powerful. Unknowingly, it took over the power to define moral standards, while other monks had not yet objection.
This is awesome!
"So it's not that you don't accept cause and effect, it's just that the degree of cause and effect is different from ours?" Some things are universal, and Shen Fengshu immediately made analogies to understand some of the differences in cause and effect.
"When you see an injured animal, will you save it? Is it a bad act to refuse to save an animal? Is it a devil?" Wu Moxiu smiled faintly, showing his true qualities as a saint-level master: "If you You are saved, but will another animal waiting for the carcass of this animal to satisfy its hunger starve to death? So are you saving lives or killing them? Are you doing good or doing evil? There must be cause and effect, which cause and effect should you bear?"
Wu Moxiu's topic directly expanded to the food chain, but it was not included in human beings. Maybe it was quibbles, or maybe he really treated humans equally with other living beings, who knows?
However, Shen Fengshu no longer wanted to explore what Wu Moxiu's considerations were for saying these words. Only two sentences that were very familiar to modern Chinese people on earth flashed in his mind.
The wishful writing paper suddenly appeared, and Shen Fengshu held the flower pen in his hand and started writing in a smooth and flowing manner.
"The heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as gullible dogs. The saints are unkind and regard the common people as gullible dogs."
Wu Moxiu watched dumbfoundedly as Shen Feng finished writing and put away the paper and pen. Then there was a vision of the Holy Word that required all his strength to suppress, and what happened to him was much more violent than the previous ones. Times the aura of heaven and earth, I was dumbfounded.
How spiritual is this little guy? That he would write down and draw all the sacred words?
Now Wu Moxiu couldn't care less about the fear and shock. He could only comprehend the contents written by Shen Feng, while frantically using the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse himself, while refining those magic weapons. Especially Hunyuan eggs.
Wu Moxiu found that when he practiced in this way and used Hunyuan Egg at the same time, the effect was simply outstanding. Compared with normal practice, both the mobilization of spiritual energy and the condensation of spiritual consciousness could at least be doubled.
It had only been a few days since he got the Hunyuan Egg, and Wu Moxiu already had a tendency to be inseparable from it. It wasn't that he was indulging in the comfort of restoring the spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy brought by the Hunyuan Egg. In fact, when he unlocked the Hunyuan Egg, When he sealed it, he no longer worried about the impact the Hunyuan Egg would have on him. Now, he just likes the practice-enhancing effect of the Hunyuan Egg.
What is the difference between the amplifying effect of Hunyuan Egg and the aura of heaven and earth caused by Shen Feng's writing and painting? It's just that one is a magic weapon and the other is calligraphy and painting. Aren't they both essentially the same?
Danger of addiction? Joke!
It's really funny to say that a dead object is dangerous in front of a saint-level expert.
However, it seems that such a powerful little guy cannot be let go.