Before dark, Wu Bei taught Chen Xiaotong the method of refining the gods. As soon as it got dark, the man appeared again. This time he was carried. 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 this person returned, just as Wu Bei said, he felt palpitated and short of breath an hour later, and bleeding from seven holes for three hours. Then he felt pain all over his body, and 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, but it seems that your tolerance for pain is not very good."
The man cried: "Master, I was wrong, I deserve to die, I don't dare to demolish the children's playground anymore."
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 combined, my net worth is at most three billion."
Wu Bei said calmly: "If you don't have money, go borrow it. But you'd better act quickly. You only have twelve hours to raise money. If you can't raise the money in twelve hours, you will die miserably."
"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 young man wearing Taoist robes slowly walking out of the crowd. This man was not weak in cultivation and should be a Taoist priest 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 are you from?"
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 and find someone else to help?"
The man waved his hand quickly: "No, no, five billion, I'll prepare it right away!"
Wu Bei glanced at the time and said, "You'd better be ready before dawn, otherwise I won't be able to save you."
The man said: "Yes, yes, I will get ready right away."
This time, the man knew how powerful Wu Bei was and no longer dared 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 coming from all directions, and then it was absorbed by his martial soul.
He was curious, what kind of energy was this? So, he opened his dimensional eyes and saw that this kind of energy was constantly gathering from distant places.
What was nearby was the energy emanating from the children's paradise. 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 reward for the monks' merits in the human world. The higher the cultivation level, the more sensitive they are to merit. Generally speaking, only monks in the Heavenly Realm or even the Heavenly Immortal Realm can sense merit.
Precisely because they are unable to sense it, monks under the Immortal Lord often do not consider cause and effect and do not perform meritorious deeds. However, when they reach a high level of cultivation, it is too late to think of performing meritorious deeds in the human world.
After walking around in the children's playground, Wu Bei jumped into the air and walked towards the source of his merit power. He found that these merit powers were mainly in province K.
So he flew to Province K, came to the sky above Province K, and stopped over a farmhouse. After taking a look, he remembered that the man of the house was a patient he had treated. At that time, he was seriously ill, and in modern terms
Medical conditions basically could not save him, but it was Wu Bei's extraordinary medical skills that brought him back from 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 didn't know them. What's going on?
He took a closer look and discovered that the child had hearing problems and was probably receiving treatment, with obvious results.
He immediately 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.
Wu Bei now understood the source of the power of merit. Without the Eye of Dimension, he would not have been able to discover the power of merit.
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 consultations."
He continued to search for the source of the power of merit and found that part of it came from the far west. He flew into the sky and found that the power of merit most likely came from the Eastern Star Kingdom.
How could the people there be grateful to him? So 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 clothes."
New clothes, and money to go to the hospital when you are sick. I think this is why the locals are grateful to you, the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Star Kingdom."
Wu Beidao: "Qingyan, think of a way to provide more job opportunities for the local people. By the way, for the charity you helped me do, 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, to me, these money are just numbers. But they are like giving time to people in need."
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.