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Nine hundred and ninetieth eight chapters serious

He was deaf, his eyes were blood red, and he couldn't see clearly. It's just that for people at his level of cultivation, sometimes it's hard not to see or hear.

He couldn't hear the voices of Lin Yi and Wu Guzhi, but whether it was the subtle changes in Lin Yi or Wu Guzhi's bodies, or the vibrations of the air when those real voices spread in the air, they all fell into his perception very clearly.

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He had never deliberately learned lip reading, but the words spoken by Lin Yi or Wu Guzhi seemed to resound directly in his sea of ​​​​consciousness, causing an uproar.

His true emotions at this time were that he was about to die due to massive water loss.

He was truly dying at this time.

Only before people are truly dying can they reflect, truly think calmly, and give up many unnecessary emotions.

But at this moment, he felt like a piece of rotten wood in the desert, his whole head was filled with sand, and he couldn't even think.

At this moment, Wu Guzhi glanced at him.

Countless cool air currents suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth. These air currents were like a cool spring rain falling on his body. Countless drops of pure water with fresh vitality fell on his body and then penetrated into his body.

He still couldn't hear the sound, but the redness in his eyes faded away, and the dryness and burning dryness in his blood were instantly extinguished by the rain that poured into his body.

He fell to the ground and raised his head with difficulty.

The black night sky and the bright stars, as well as the figures of Lin Yi, Wu Guzhi, and Xiao Shufei not far away, came into view again.

Lin Yi glanced at him and didn't say any more mocking words.

The outcome has been decided, and in his opinion, the next step is Wu Guzhi's business.

And from the beginning to the end of this battle, even though endless vitality continued to pour into his body, when outsiders looked at him as if he was on the verge of life and death, he did not feel that he was really in extreme danger.

From the beginning, although the magic weapon Xiao Yan used and the power he displayed were powerful enough, his lack of will and confidence made Xiao Yan not so scary at all.

So looking back on the process of this battle, he even felt a little disappointed and boring.

An opponent of such a powerful level did not temper him enough.

The only thing that made him feel happy was that the cleaning of the terrifying amount of vitality and true energy brought a lot of benefits to his body.

Even though the mercury stored in his body was completely emptied, his Qi and blood, especially his internal Qi, had been greatly improved.

He only felt that his body was empty and could hold more vitality than before.

His calm and confident look made Xiao Yan suddenly feel inexplicable pain.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but lift his hands, and he covered his chest. He was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

"You've already died once."

Wu Guzhi's calm voice sounded. The moment her voice sounded, the stinging pain in Xiao Yan's ears gradually disappeared, and he began to hear the real voice, "You are a practitioner of the Buddhist sect, you should understand,

In your Buddhist scriptures, all jade desires come from jade desires, from pursuits that cannot be satisfied. No matter what you were pursuing before, what you wanted the Southern Dynasties to be like...the person you used to be is dead, and you should not

Stop thinking about these things."

"People will think when they are alive. I shouldn't think about these things, so what should I think about?" Xiao Yan raised his head and laughed miserably. His smile was full of sadness and unspeakable pain.

"If you must think, don't think about other people's faults."

Wu Guzhi looked at him indifferently, "Everyone feels that they are not wrong, but how can a person not be wrong? You can try not to think about anyone's faults, but only think about how many mistakes you have made in your life.

A great place.”

Xiao Yan did not refute.

His expression was still painful, but he slowly lowered his head.

Lin Yi and Xiao Shufei looked at each other, and both of them had a clear understanding of this former teacher of Nantianyuan.

It is easy to reason, but it is difficult to get others to listen to your own reasons.

Although what Wu Guzhi and Xiao Yan said at this time was simple, what she said actually quoted the principles explained in Buddhist scriptures.

Pain comes from unsatisfied desires, and resentment comes from always thinking about the faults of others instead of thinking about one's own. This is originally what the Buddhist sect that Xiao Yan has promoted over the years wants the people of the Southern Dynasties to accept.

Now Wu Guzhi is just using the truth he admires to make it impossible for him to refute.

Xiao Yan lowered his head. His body was severely injured. When reason returned to his body, the pain and confusion hit him fiercely. He felt helpless like never before.

Lin Yi read a lot, and when it came to quarreling and reasoning, he was one of the best at both Qiyun Academy and Nantian Academy.

"They are all Buddhist sects, but there are big differences between the Buddhist sects of the Southern Dynasties and the ascetics of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the many sects of Dangxiang. Unfortunately, I have seen them all and are very familiar with them." He looked helpless at this time.

Xiao Yan, who was at home, said aloud: "In my opinion, the Buddhism in the Southern Dynasties is like a school, purely focusing on the teaching of great principles, while the ascetics in the Northern Wei Dynasty only cultivate themselves, through continuous hard work and general training.

Minimize your own jade desires to pursue the highest spiritual realm. Some Buddhist sects in Dangxiang create a solemn and solemn atmosphere, so that the people are naturally convinced. However, some Buddhist sects also pay attention to asceticism, but their asceticism is

They practice hard, and what they do every day is to help those in need. What they do are all small things, they help people treat diseases, teach people to read, even help people farm, help people herd, and even help those livestock

Cure."

Xiao Yan's body was a little stiff, but his mind was still confused. He actually knew these truths, but he didn't know what Lin Yi meant by these words at this time.

Could it be that in the past, I haven’t done enough and been diligent enough?

"The biggest difference from other Buddhist sects is that those ascetic monks usually do seemingly trivial things. They never have any lofty ideals, and they never think about whether what they do has any meaning."

Lin Yi looked at him and continued: "They are just doing these things, and they do not expect the people they have helped to believe in their Buddhism. They feel that there is no difference between themselves and ordinary people.

They do not feel that they are monks spreading Buddha's light, but ordinary people who are bathed in Buddha's light just like the people."

Having said this, he stopped looking at Xiao Yan.

He actually felt that Xiao Yan's biggest problem was that he was too serious.

If you are too serious and think that you are an emperor, you can be different from any practitioner or anyone from the Buddhist sect.

He was too serious about thinking that he was an emperor, and felt that changing the Southern Dynasty was all his own business.

If you are too serious and think that you are an emperor, you can feel that your own feelings can override the feelings of others.

The most important thing is mentality.

Emperor is just a title. Don't think that with this title, you are truly transcendent from the world, more important and better than anyone else.

It's just that he doesn't want to say these words anymore.

After talking too much, he couldn't help but ridicule.


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