"The Master said: If you aspire to be benevolent, there is no evil. A gentleman will always violate benevolence, and he will make mistakes and misfortune. Benevolence is far away. I want to be benevolent, and this kind of benevolence is the best..."
One day, Wang Teng saw a group of children reading "The Analects of Confucius" at the end of the village. The oldest was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the others were only eight or nine years old. They were all dressed simply and reading loudly.
The sound spread, and there was a scent of books.
The Analects of Confucius, written by Confucius, is a treasure that has been passed down throughout the world.
This is profound and profound, and the Confucianism in it has a great influence on the Three Thousand Realms, and is regarded by many people as the golden rule.
It is very popular even in remote mountain villages.
This group of children read with concentration and full of vitality.
The Analects of Confucius is not a magic book. Almost everyone in mainland China has learned it.
Wang Teng was infected by this atmosphere and would come here to listen if he had nothing to do.
In the blink of an eye, half a year passed. Wang Teng completely integrated into the village and became a member of the village.
However, his injuries finally healed and recovered.
He didn't belong to this. There were still many things outside, waiting for him to do. He finally said goodbye to Grandpa Niuniu.
"Brother, are you leaving?" Niu Niu cried very sadly, with pear blossoms in the rain, and there were tears on her pink cheeks, making her look very pitiful.
She pulled Wang Teng's sleeve to express her reluctance.
"I will come to see you again in the future." Wang Teng touched Niu Niu's little head and said with a smile.
In the past six months, he has been living in Niu Niu's house, and Niu Niu has become accustomed to his presence.
Even he couldn't bear to say goodbye now.
"Brother Lagou, don't lie to me." Niu Niu stretched out her pink little finger and said.
Wang Teng smiled and pulled a hook instead.
"Fellow folks, please take care of yourself!" Wang Teng said goodbye to the others. Almost everyone in the village came and said goodbye to Wang Teng reluctantly.
Some even gave Wang Teng some eggs, vegetables, fruits and told him to eat them on the way.
"Young man, in the outside world, be careful all the way. If you get tired that day, you can come back at any time. Our village will always welcome you!" Grandpa Niu Niu patted Wang Teng on the shoulder and said.
"I will!" Wang Teng nodded with a smile, put those things away, waved one last time, and left along the country road.
The setting sun stretched his figure very long, giving him a sense of desolation.
This village is located in the central area of Three Thousand Domains, surrounded by mountains, and is not far from Tianyu City. Wang Teng's goal is to rush to Tianyu City.
After half a year, the Sky Battlefield in Tianyu City opened. He had already missed it and wanted to see the situation.
However, on the third day when Wang Teng was walking along the mountain road, suddenly there was a buzzing sound in the sky.
A group of people crossed over from above. The scene was very amazing, and everyone was emitting golden light.
Wang Teng was shocked. This group of people was really amazing. They were all wearing cassocks and riding flaming lions, divine beasts and other terrifying beasts. They were crushing through the void and sending terrifying waves.
In all directions, all the ferocious birds and beasts in the mountains and forests fled one by one.
"Buddhist people?" Wang Teng frowned.
They were all bald, with their hands clasped together, and their treasures were solemn. There was also the sound of chanting sutras in the void, which was very grand and full of vigor.
In the center of the procession, there is a sedan chair, which is actually pulled by eight phoenixes. Each one is filled with light, sacred and peaceful, crushing from the sky.
The eight-headed phoenixes have very pure blood flowing in their bodies. They are divine beasts. To actually pull a sedan like this shows the great status of the person in the sedan.
"This donor, may I ask if you have ever seen a village near here?" An Arhat, riding on a golden lion, flew down and looked at Wang Teng and said.
As he spoke, he looked Wang Teng up and down, seeming a little surprised at how there could be a mortal in this primitive mountain forest.
Wang Teng's current attire is indeed like that of a country man, very simple, and there is not even a slight fluctuation in his cultivation level around him.
"What village?" Wang Teng asked.
Along the way, he didn't see any trace of any village except the village where he stayed.
Could it be that these Buddhist visitors are going to Niuniu’s village?
"Near the mountains and rivers, the scenery is peaceful. There should be only one village in this vast mountain!" said the bald arhat.
really?
This group of people was going to Niuniu’s village.
Wang Teng was surprised and confused, these are all Buddhists. The big guys in the Three Thousand Realms are many times more terrifying than the Lingshan Mountain in the Endless Continent. Why are they looking for Niuniu's village?
"Why are you looking for a village?" Wang Teng asked pretending to be honest.
"You don't need to know this, just tell me if you have seen that village nearby!" said the bald arhat.
"I don't know, I've never seen it before!" Wang Teng shook his head.
The purpose of this group of people was unknown, and he did not want to expose the location of the village.
"Then where did the donor come from? These vast mountains are sparsely populated and there should be no human life." The bald arhat looked at Wang Teng up and down and said with a slight smile.
"My hometown is far away, and you wouldn't know it even if I told you." Wang Teng said.
"The donor is a mortal, isn't he afraid of being eaten by some ferocious beasts here?" the bald arhat asked again.
"I have been very strong since I was a child, and ordinary beasts cannot defeat me." Wang Teng continued with a naive smile.
"Junior brother Fa Ming, why are you arguing with a mortal? We are still on our way?" At this time, an Arhat riding a god's sword came over and asked.
This Arhat was eight feet tall, slightly burly, with a dull tone that made the entire space tremble. In addition, riding a mighty black god on his crotch, it made him look even more extraordinary, like a god descending into the world.
"Senior Brother Fatian, there is something wrong with this man." Arhat named Faming came close to Fatian's ear and said a few words.
Fa Tian looked Wang Teng up and down and nodded. It was indeed a bit strange to see such a mortal nearby, and his words were also full of loopholes.
"Donor, please tell us the location of the village!" Fatian, a tall man with twinkling eyes, stared at Wang Teng and said.
There was a strong sense of oppression in his tone.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand. I really haven't seen any villages. I won't tell you anymore. I have to leave!" Wang Teng turned around and left.
"Donor, where do you want to go? As a monk, out of compassion, we should give you a ride!" Fatian flew over at once, his fingers formed into claws, and he was about to grab Wang Teng's collar.
Wang Teng could only sigh, knowing that he could not avoid it. These two monks had very sophisticated eyes.
"No need, I know the way myself!" Wang Teng turned around and smiled lightly, his sleeves and robes shook, and Fa Tian immediately took a few steps back.
Fatian changed his color slightly. He didn't expect Wang Teng to be so strong, and then smiled and said: "So you are a cultivator!"
"So what." Wang Teng rolled his eyes, looking like an idiot.
Who would come here if they didn't have some skills?
Fatian's face twitched, then he smiled and said: "In that case, Shi Zhan must know, so you might as well tell us the whereabouts of that village. Just think that I, the Buddhist sect, owe you a favor."
Wang Teng said disdainfully: "You Buddhists are very generous in their favors. I told you that I don't know the location of the village you mentioned. You should find someone else!"
After saying this, Wang Teng turned around and left.
Buddhism is indeed very strong, and he doesn't want to have much to do with it for the time being.
"If the donor doesn't say anything, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for you to leave!" Fa Tian saw Wang Teng in plain clothes and firmly believed that it must be related to the village. At that moment, he shouted loudly, and this time the Buddha's light in his palm was immeasurable, lighting up a large area of the mountain forest.
, much more terrifying than the previous power.
This is a Buddhist magical power called "Fuhuhu Palm". It is so powerful that it can shatter the heavens and the earth.
Bang! As a result, Wang Teng cursed secretly. He didn't expect them to be so unyielding. When he kicked Fatian away, he immediately flew out like a ball, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air.
