Chapter 499 If you don't want to, you can't do it!
Looking at the monk below who was cowering like a quail, and the onlookers beside him who were silent because they felt his anger, Yun Buliu took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his anger.
Then his tone slowed down and he said earnestly: "There are no gods in this world. The so-called gods are just some extremely powerful monks. They can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and fill the sea, and destroy the sky and the earth... But
I have already told you how to practice. As long as you continue to practice hard, one day you will be able to reach this level."
Feeling that Yun Buliu's tone had slowed down, the monks breathed a sigh of relief. As the talker among these monks, Haimo also quietly raised his head.
Whether it can reach this level, no one knows, but if Yun Buliu is not angry, then they will be happy.
After Haimo glanced at Yun Buliu quietly, he whispered: "Sir, you are our husband! All of us were taught by you. Your husband once told us that once we are a teacher, we will always be a teacher."
Father also said that Baishan Cult takes the lead. We love your husband as a father and revere him like a god. This is a way for us to express our emotions to him..."
"Yes! Sir!"
"Yes, yes! That's it!"
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With Hai Mo taking the lead, the monks below became more courageous. They all agreed with Hai Mo's statement, and then looked at Yun Buliu with admiration.
I believe you as a ghost!
Yun Buliu rubbed his temples and felt that this group of primitive people was a bit difficult to lead. They actually knew how to refute him and dared to secretly change their concepts. They had become smarter!
Then, Yun Buliu sighed softly, "Do you know the dangers of belief in gods?"
All the monks and onlookers were dumbfounded. Is there any harm in believing in worshiping Mr.
Looking at these confused monks and people, Yun Buliu knew that they didn't know.
So, he said righteously: "We monks, on the road of spiritual practice, should be fearless and move forward indomitably! But if you worship me as a god, in the end, how can you talk about surpassing me? If you can't surpass me, then as your teacher
, it is a failure! But as my students, you still have fear in your hearts and feel that you cannot surpass me, that is also a failure!"
Yun Buliu said, looking at the onlookers, and continued: "And those who have never practiced spiritual practice, if they place their hopes on the gods, they will gradually develop a lazy heart, so how can they work hard? Moreover, the gods
How can he always pay attention to everyone? Always satisfy everyone's wishes? When the gods cannot satisfy everyone, and everyone loses the spirit of struggle, how can everyone live their lives? Have you noticed that, apart from the coincidence of my trip,
Have all the wishes that others made to me come true?"
"Hui, Hui sir, my wish to marry my wife has come true!"
"Sir, the promise I made to you to advance to the Xuan level quickly has come true!"
"Sir, I made a wish to my mother to get better soon, and it came true!"
"Mr. Hui..."
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"..."
Yun Buliu wanted to hit someone, but finally shouted: "Shut up!"
Seeing Yun Buliu became angry again, everyone returned to their previous behavior.
Seeing the appearance of these primitive people, Yun Buliu couldn't help but sigh, "Do you know what probability is? Everything has two sides, some are good and some may be bad, so for one thing, the good side
Development and development to the bad side are all with probability... So those whose wishes have come true, shut up and let those whose wishes have not come true speak up!"
Finally, someone who had prayed to Yun Buliu in vain spoke up.
With the first opening, there will naturally be a second one.
When many people discovered that so many people's wishes had not come true, their hearts became a little shaken, so Yun Buliu added some more codes at the right time.
"As you have seen, it turns out that most people's wishes for me have not come true. This is called probability. It is not because of me, but because things will develop for the better. Moreover, I also
I can't hear what wishes you made to me. Of course, even if I heard it, I wouldn't care about you. I have my own hands and feet, so why ask others? Even some things like birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural laws of life. Pray to ghosts and gods,
What’s the use?”
The monks were thoughtful, while the onlookers looked at each other in astonishment.
Yun Buliu could feel that the will power emanating from these primitive people had dissipated a lot, and they had entered a state of doubt.
He couldn't help but cheer himself up, secretly praising himself for doing a great job, and keep up the good work!
"I once told you that happiness must be created with your own hands. I still say this now. Happiness is created by your own hard work, not by someone's charity or falling from the sky. You must remember this
There are no gods in the world. The so-called gods are just some monks with strong cultivation. Anyone can reach that level as long as they work hard!"
Yun Buliu began to inject chicken blood into these primitive monks again to prevent the spiritual world of these monks from collapsing after they lost their faith.
"You can respect me, you can love me, but don't worship me. I am just a monk who embarked on this path of spiritual practice earlier than you. When you reach my level one day, you will find that what you are doing now
Everything he did was so ridiculous."
"Woooooooo..."
At this time, someone in the crowd began to cry. Yun Buliu looked towards the crying sound, and everyone moved aside, and then they saw a King Kong who was estimated to be about ten years old, but who looked very strong.
Little Luoli wiped her tears there.
"Sir is not a god, so what will happen to my father? Will he come back? Woo hoo..."
Yun Buliu looked at Haimo, who looked back and whispered: "That girl's father is a monk like us, but he unfortunately died while exploring the black sea! Don't worry, sir.
, we will treat his family well and will not let them be bullied."
Seeing this, Yun Buliu could only continue to sigh silently.
Perhaps, there are many people like this little Vajra Luoli who place some impossible things on the gods and maintain their last bit of hope!
He also wanted to help these people who needed spiritual sustenance, but he couldn't be a god. Again, he was afraid that his personality would collapse and all his original efforts would be in vain.
Otherwise, wouldn’t those wishes be fragrant?
If you don’t want to, you really can’t do it!
If he had known that Shinto existed in this world, perhaps he would not have chosen to take such a path in the first place.
Of course, it’s just maybe!
Yun Buliu is actually not very interested in becoming a magic stick.
If you really knew about Shinto, you might still take this avenue of harmony!
"Sir, do you know what's going on in that black sea?"
Yun Buliu stood up and walked towards a seaside cliff in the distance.
When the other monks saw this, they stood up respectfully and followed him. The onlookers were a little confused when they saw this, but an old man stood up and said, "Everyone, please go home first! Sir must be with
Chief, they have something important to discuss."
This old man is actually Hai Mo's father Hai Yan. Although this old man has no talent in cultivation, he is quite talented in coordinating the overall situation.
A group of monks followed Yun Buliu to the seaside and looked toward the sea to the west. Thousands of miles away was the black sea, and the gloomy gray sky seemed to be visible from here.
"There are many deep-sea behemoths hidden in that black sea. The strength of these deep-sea behemoths is no less powerful than mine." Yun Buliu sighed softly and told them some of the truth.
When these monks heard this, they were all stunned.
In their minds, Yun Buliu was an omnipotent existence, but they didn't expect that there were many sea beasts as powerful as him in the black sea.
This statement was unacceptable to them for a while.
Yun Buliu continued: "I'm not trying to scare you. In fact, let alone you, there are many powerful monks like me, and we are also worried about this matter."
When Haimo and the other monks heard this, their faces turned pale, and a sense of bewilderment quickly enveloped their hearts.
It wasn't until they saw Yun Buliu's back that they breathed a sigh of relief again.
Heimer asked again: "Sir, what should we do?"
Yun Buliu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "You don't have to worry too much, I have set up a defense line organized by formations on the periphery of this archipelago. With the wisdom of those giant beasts, it is impossible to get out of those formations.
"
There was another sentence at the end that he didn't say out loud: Unless the Lord of Slaughter also knows the formation!
However, Yun Buliu hid the information about the Lord of Slaughter and did not tell these people. Just talking about the giant beasts of the deep sea made them look pale.
If you tell them that there is an ancient evil god behind these deep-sea behemoths, how can they have the confidence to survive?
"However, don't go there again in the future. You are not familiar with the way of fighting. If you walk into that fog, you will get lost in it." Yun Buliu said again.
Many of Haimo and the others had seen with their own eyes the thousands-mile-long wall of fog laid down by Yun Buliu on the sea.
It's just that Yun Buliu didn't mention the formation method to them, so they were really blind to the formation method and had no way of understanding it.
"When you see that foggy defense line in the future, everyone must not go in." Yun Buliu said cautiously, "Go back and tell your tribesmen that if nothing happens, don't go there by boat.
If you get lost in there, even if you don't get eaten by sea animals, you won't be able to get out, and the final result can be imagined."