Chapter 269: It seems you dont have the qualifications to become an immortal
"Then it's okay not to have a heaven like this." Chu Qianqiu was already ready to break up.
The huge spiritual power he has accumulated can destroy the spiritual imprint left by Dao Zhen at any time.
After all, even if it breaks the sky, this is not the evil spirit itself.
If its true form were to come, Chu Qianqiu would definitely run as far as he could, but now facing a spiritual seed that had been eroded for hundreds of years, he naturally had no fear.
"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment, wait a moment, listen to Pindao's words." Dao Zou naturally knows how powerful Chu Qianqiu is. Those who can enter this spiritual realm are, at best, late-stage congenital warriors, and are expected to be among the immortals. Naturally, their attitude is
different.
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"The world has its own ups and downs. After great chaos, there will be great rule. After great rule, there will be great prosperity. After great prosperity, there will be decline and chaos. The people will not be able to survive."
"This is the way of heaven, it goes through cycles and never changes."
"No matter how heroic or sage they are, they cannot violate these worldly principles."
The human puppet was sitting on the futon, talking eloquently, with an air of immortality, and the appearance of an accomplished Taoist, making people subconsciously ignore that he was a puppet.
If his approach wasn't so unbelievable, Chu Qianqiu would really have been deceived by him.
"Then what?"
Chu Qianqiu was not in a hurry, it just depends on what kind of performance your puppet can perform.
"Then Pindao realized a truth." Dao Sui said excitedly.
"The rise and fall of this world is nothing more than a large number of people and a small number of resources."
"It's like the fisherman's fish pond."
"If there are too many fish in a pond, the sewage in the pond will accumulate, making life miserable for all the fish. Fishermen must catch fish in time so that other fish can live better."
"Then what Pindao has to do is to maintain a certain number of fish in the pond."
"The ancient heaven had to regulate the population so that it could maintain its prosperity forever."
"Since the destruction of heaven, no one in the world has been able to eliminate the excess population, causing the world to rise and fall continuously, and how many tragedies have been caused in the world?"
"Compared with the troubled times, the method of poor Taoism can always maintain prosperity. Isn't it immeasurable?"
"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."
Dao Sui talked eloquently. He never felt that he was doing bad things, but that his methods were of great merit.
"It's extremely ridiculous. Even if there is overpopulation, there are many ways to open up wasteland, increase production, and so on."
"This is not the reason why you refined the blood pill."
"You are a demon who refines blood pills. Your sins are monstrous. You are destined to go to endless hell in the future. How can you rebuild the heaven?"
Chu Qianqiu sneered in response. These rhetoric might be able to fool others, but they could not fool him.
As expected, this evil spirit had something to do with the Buddha and the demon. Both parties were considering how to solve the problem of rise and fall, and then they went to the Marina Ya Trench.
This Buddha and Demon comes from the true legend of Maha Temple, and this Taoist spirit is probably also made by Zhenwu Sect.
"Fellow Taoist, you are wrong. This so-called world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs!" Dao Sui sighed and continued to defend.
"In the eyes of a poor Taoist, all common people are just ordinary mutt dogs."
"Only by regulating the population of this world can the surviving people be better off."
"As for the extra people, instead of killing them and wasting resources, it is better to use them to refine blood pills."
"Qualified monks take blood pills and become immortals and ancestors. Mortals without qualifications provide blood pills and reduce pain. Why not?"
"Rebuilding the Heavenly Palace, managing the human world, and maintaining a prosperous age forever are the ultimate ways of humanity. Isn't it also in line with the way of Heaven?"
The human-shaped puppet repeated its own point of view, becoming more and more convinced that it had done nothing wrong.
"Dao Sui, are you finished?"
You are beyond help.
Chu Qianqiu finally fully understood the other party's philosophy, but it was better not to understand that he would never be able to refine any blood pills, even with the help of Golden Finger, he would not be able to do such a thing.
Even powerful powers such as Zhenwu Sect and Maha Temple, which stand at the top of the world, know that there are some things they cannot do. Why should I do such evil things? Once it becomes known, the whole world will be punished. Even my adoptive father can't protect himself.
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"Fellow Taoist, what are you doing?" Dao Zhen understood Chu Qianqiu's attitude, and the expression on his face was not hatred, but regret.
"With the qualifications of fellow Taoist, even if the Heavenly Court is rebuilt, he will still be able to rank among the immortals."
"When the time comes, we will become immortals and ancestors together. Wouldn't it be a happy life?"
"Mortals will always die, either from famine or from disease."
"Now that they can make some contribution to the heaven, isn't it their supreme honor?"
Dao Sui felt regretful, as if he was sighing repeatedly for Chu Qianqiu's stubbornness. Only at this time did the human puppet's expression become particularly rich.
"Then why doesn't the Taoist priest do such an honor?"
"If you want to bleed and sacrifice, please make the blood elixir, Taoist Priest, please start first."
Chu Qianqiu sneered in response. No matter how ruthless he became, he would still look down on Dao Sui's behavior and regard other people's sacrifices as his own resources.
Who would have thought that the name of this humanoid puppet is:
"This is the destiny of the poor Taoist."
"Since the creation of Pindao, we have to recast the glory of heaven and take charge of this human world so that the prosperous age can be preserved forever."
"If necessary, Pindao can also be turned into blood elixir, turned into soil, and become the cornerstone of heaven."
The face of the human puppet is bathed in divine light, and it is always ready and willing to sacrifice for its ideals.
It's just that this ideal cannot be flattered.
Chu Qianqiu still did not waver in any way. No matter how firm Dao Sui's will was, such an approach would not gain his approval.
"Since you are willing to sacrifice, start now and don't wait until later."
"Give me your spiritual seed and let me eat it."
"What do you think about helping you rebuild Heaven in the future?" Chu Qianqiu didn't care whether the other party was true or false, and directly made a proposal that he couldn't accept.
Sure enough, the blood lines on the human puppet's face changed, becoming more and more distorted, and the mouth opened up and down, making a creaking sound.
"Sigh!"
"Fellow Taoist is still stubborn in the end."
"Sure enough, the Tao can be said, but it is not Tao, and the name can be named, but it is not named?"
"Pindao has made it so clear, why can't you understand it?"
"It seems that fellow Taoist has no qualifications to become an immortal!"
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless."
As soon as Dao Sui finished speaking, the entire Taoist temple was shaking. Fairies flew out from the top of the gourd-shaped Taoist temple. Each of these fairies held musical instruments and started a grand concert.
There are chimes, fou, pipa, drums, flutes, harps...
The fairies were singing and playing, it was so lively, and the majesty of the ancient heaven seemed to be recreated at this moment.
On the thirty-sixth level of the heaven, a meeting of ten thousand immortals was held to suppress the evil spirits.
Supernatural power - Juntian Guangle!
The majestic music hit Chu Qianqiu like a drop from the sky.