Before dark, Wu Bei taught Chen Xiaotong the method of training the gods. She has been practicing hard, and now the training of the gods is a matter of course.
When it got dark, the man appeared again. This time he was carried by someone. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he knelt on the ground with a plop: "Master, I was wrong, please let me go."
, wuwu, it’s too painful..."
It turned out that after he returned, just as Wu Bei said, he started to feel flustered and short of breath an hour later. He had bleeding from seven holes in three hours. Then he felt pain all over his body. He felt worse than death. He was so uncomfortable that he wanted to commit suicide.
Wu Bei said calmly: "I thought you could hold on for another half hour. It seems that your tolerance for pain is not very high."
The man cried: "Master, I was wrong, I deserve to die, I won't demolish the children's paradise!"
Wu Bei: "Children's Paradise is a place to treat the helpless children in society. You want to set up a place like this. Are you a human being?"
The man slapped himself in the face: "I was wrong, I am not a human being, please forgive me."
Wu Beidao: "The children's paradise needs funds, please donate five billion first."
The man's face changed horribly: "I don't have five billion, my total net worth is at most three billion."
Wu Bei said calmly: "If you don't have money, go and borrow it. But you'd better act quickly, because you only have twelve hours to raise money. If you can't raise the money in twelve hours, you will die miserably.
It's hard for me to save you."
"Friend, you have to be merciful and merciful, but you have gone too far!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind the man.
Wu Bei looked over and saw a middle-aged man wearing Taoist robes slowly walking out from behind. This man's cultivation was not weak and he should be in the late stage of God Refining.
Wu Bei glanced at him, didn't say anything, and just released his breath. The breath of Shenjun was very terrifying. If the Taoist priest wanted to say anything else, his face suddenly changed. He knelt on the ground with a "plop" and said in a trembling voice: "Xiaodao, see
True Lord!"
His realm is not high, and the only person he can think of is the True Lord.
Wu Bei didn't explain either, and simply said: "Which mountain do you practice on?"
The Taoist priest said quickly: "I am practicing in Wudang Mountain."
"Are you a Wudang disciple?"
"The villain is not a disciple of Wudang, he is just practicing there." He explained quickly.
Wu Bei nodded: "Go."
The man turned around and left without saying a word.
The man kneeling on the ground showed a smile that was even uglier than crying. How could the expert he hired with the help of several connections be so cowardly and run away without even taking a step!
Wu Bei: "Should I give you some more time to find other people for help?"
The man waved his hand quickly: "No, no, I'll prepare five billion right away!"
Wu Bei glanced at the time and said, "You'd better prepare money before dawn, otherwise I won't be able to save you."
The man said: "Yes, I will get ready right away."
This time the man knew how powerful Wu Bei was, and he didn't dare to think about anything else. After returning home, he sold off his property, mortgaged his equity, and asked friends to borrow money.
Wu Bei didn't care about him. He stayed in the children's playground all night and continued to help the children take care of themselves.
At around three o'clock in the morning, he began to meditate and practice. While practicing, he vaguely felt that there was a mysterious force gathering from all directions, and then it was absorbed by his martial soul.
What kind of energy is this? He opened his dimensional eyes and saw that this kind of energy was constantly gathering from that distant place.
Nearby was the energy emanating from the children's playground. So he sensed it carefully and found that these energies came from every child who had been treated by him.
"Is this...merit?" He suddenly thought of something.
Merit is God's feedback to monks for their merits in the human world. The higher the level of cultivation, the more sensitive people are to merit. Generally speaking, only monks in the Heavenly Realm or even the Heavenly Immortal Realm can sense merit.
Because they cannot sense it, monks under the Immortal Lord often do not consider cause and effect and do not perform meritorious deeds. But by the time they reach a high level of cultivation, it is already too late to think of performing meritorious deeds in the human world.
After walking around the children's playground, Wu Bei jumped into the air and walked towards the source of the merit power. He found that these merit powers were mainly in province K.
He immediately flew to Province K, and when he arrived over Province K, he stopped above a farmhouse.
After taking a look at the situation of the family, he suddenly remembered that the male owner of the family was a patient he had treated. He was seriously ill at that time, and modern medical conditions could not save him. In the end, Wu Bei used his extraordinary medical skills to
, pulled him back from the gate of hell.
"It turns out that the patients I have treated have always been grateful to me." He was very pleased and went to look for other sources of merit.
This time, he saw a child over two years old, as well as his family, parents, grandparents, brother, etc., all of whom were very grateful to him.
But Wu Bei doesn't know them. What's going on?
He took a closer look and discovered that the child had hearing problems and was probably still receiving treatment, which had achieved obvious results.
Then he remembered that he had asked Zhu Qingyan to set up a charity fund to help children with hearing problems arrange treatment and cooperate with the world's top hospitals.
He secretly thought that without the Eye of Dimension, he would not have been able to discover the origin of this power of merit.
After looking at a few places, he thought thoughtfully and said to himself: "I am a doctor after all. If I have time in the future, I should go to more clinics."
He continued to search for the source of the power of merit and found that part of the power of merit came from the far west. So he flew into the sky and felt that the power of merit most likely came from the Eastern Star Kingdom.
How could the people there be grateful to him? He called Zhu Qingyan and asked about the situation on the other side.
Zhu Qingyan had already rested. When she received the call, she thought for a while and said: "We have hired a large number of local people here to mine and refine stardust. Their wages are dozens of times more than before, and they can buy cars, build new houses, and wear new clothes."
You have clothes, you have money to go to the hospital when you are sick. I think this is why the local people are grateful to you, the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Star Kingdom."
Wu Beidao: "Qingyan, you think of ways to provide more job opportunities for the local people. By the way, the charity you helped me do is very good. I will give you another 100 billion US dollars in charity funds. You must give it to me within one year."
Spend it to help those in need in China and Eastern Star Country."
Zhu Qingyan was startled: "One hundred billion dollars? Are you kidding?"
Wu Bei said seriously: "I'm not kidding. Qingyan, these money are just numbers to me. But for those who need help, it's like giving timely help."
Zhu Qingyan was silent for a few seconds and said: "Okay! Once I finish arranging the work here, I will go back to discuss this matter with you."
After hanging up the phone, Wu Beifei returned to Yundong. He decided to go to the hospital for a consultation after dawn. The Li family ran many hospitals, but private hospitals often paid a lot of money to recruit people from public hospitals, and their charges were also relatively expensive.