Chapter nine hundred and sixty-eight changes in temperament?
Yangzhai City, County Sheriff's Mansion.
After the Western Qin army captured Yangdi, it became Lin Ze's temporary palace.
Whether it is cleaning the battlefield, capturing prisoners, posting notices to calm the people, sealing off warehouses and counting the loot, there are dedicated people to do it.
Lin Ze stayed in the practice room of the governor's mansion with peace of mind, holding the golden book of luck in his arms, absorbing the luck from it with peace of mind, and eliminating the black energy in the clouds of luck.
As this backlash from heaven was offset bit by bit by luck, Lin Ze suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He didn't know if it was an illusion.
Just when Lin Ze was in a state of ecstasy, there was a "clang" sound, the door of the practice room was pushed open, and Zhuang Zhou walked in.
Lin Ze sighed slightly when he saw this, stopped absorbing the luck, and said slightly helplessly: "Senior brother, why are you here?"
Zhuang Zhou said calmly: "Nothing, I just want to chat with my junior brother for a few words."
Lin Ze showed a tangled look on his face and asked tentatively: "Senior brother, don't you always like to dream about Qianqiu and travel around the universe? Isn't this night just suitable for doing this kind of thing?"
When Zhuang Zhou heard this, he sighed: "Senior brother, I used to like to sleep because I was used to enlightening myself in my sleep, strengthening my cultivation, and stepping into the realm of a saint as soon as possible."
"Now I have successfully advanced to the Saint Realm. Although I have achieved great success, I have lost my goal and suddenly lost my motivation, so I feel very confused."
"Brother Yu is indeed wrong to disturb junior brother's practice at night, but I always feel uncomfortable. Hui Shi is not here, and I can't find anyone to talk to for a while, so I can only disturb junior brother."
"Junior brother, don't you think that Brother Yu is behaving strangely and refuses to pay attention to me?"
After hearing the last sentence, Lin Ze was speechless.
Do you want to tell me how lonely it is to be invincible?
By the way, you turned a blind eye to such an obvious look of disgust, and you still have the nerve to say you're worried that I won't pay attention to you?
After thinking about it, Lin Ze did not show his impatience very clearly, but said very considerately: "As the saying goes, it is cold at high places. Senior brother feels this way. Junior brother can understand it, so naturally he will not feel that senior brother behaves badly.
weird."
When Zhuang Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "It's so cold to be in a high place. Junior Brother's gentle words actually revealed Brother Yu's mood at the moment. It seems that chatting with Junior Brother is indeed a wise choice."
Lin Ze just looked at Zhuang Zhou quietly, "act, I will watch you act."
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Zhou seemed not to notice Lin Ze's strangeness at all, and asked seriously: "Since junior brother has studied this, why not give some guidance to Brother Yu on how to adjust his mood?"
"Brother Yu is really worried that if things go on like this for a long time, he will go crazy and lose his Taoism."
Lin Ze pondered for a moment, curled his lips and said: "As far as the junior brother knows, most of the people in situations similar to the senior brother are idle. As long as the senior brother finds something that he can concentrate on doing, once he gets busy, he will not
No matter how empty it is, the problem will be solved."
Zhuang Zhou said with a hint of melancholy: "With the invincible status of a saint, how many things in the world can make Brother Yu calm down and do it?"
Lin Ze didn't want to speak immediately after hearing this. Although what Zhuang Zhou said was true, it really made people unhappy.
Isn’t the Saint Realm amazing?
Zhuang Zhou's plain words continued to ring in Lin Ze's ears: "How about junior brother give me some advice and find something to do for me?"
Lin Ze looked thoughtful, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he clapped his hands and said, "Yes, senior brother, have you ever thought about cultivating a saint?"
Zhuang Zhou looked at Lin Ze with a confused face, seemingly puzzled.
Lin Ze continued with great interest: "Senior Brother, you see, Junior Brother is now in the third realm of Heaven and Human. Although his current state is a bit wrong, it won't take long for him to return to normal."
"The third realm of heaven and man is far from the realm of saints, but it's not that far. It's close to the realm of saints, but it's not close at all. Senior brother, why don't we aim to help our junior brother advance to the realm of saints? In this way, wouldn't it be
Is there anything to do?"
Zhuang Zhou first showed hesitation on his face, and then said with a wry smile: "It is so difficult to advance to the saint realm. If this is the goal, it will not be achieved in a day."
Lin Ze continued: "In this way, we can at least ensure that the senior brother will have something to do for a long time, and the junior brother can also increase his cultivation level. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"
Zhuang Zhou had a bitter look on his face: "Brother Yu doesn't know much about how he was promoted to the saint realm, and he is really unable to teach his junior fellow apprentices. If this delays his future career, how can Brother Yu explain it to the teacher? This is absolutely unacceptable."
Without waiting for Lin Ze to persuade him again, Zhuang Zhou turned around and walked out, saying: "Anyway, Brother Yu is very grateful to Junior Brother for giving the advice. As for what to do, Brother Yu feels that he still has to think about it by himself, so he won't disturb Junior Brother's practice and healing.
Farewell."
Lin Ze became anxious after hearing this and quickly followed him: "Senior brother, don't leave in a hurry. Junior brother also wants to ask senior brother for advice on how to advance to the saint realm?"
"In addition to reaching the level of cultivation, do you need to accumulate enough luck? What is the difference between the saint state and the third state of heaven?"
"Oh, senior brother, please leave soon. How about you and I have a discussion?"
Lin Ze's attempt to stay not only failed to stop Zhuang Zhou, but Zhuang Zhou left even faster.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Ze lost sight of Zhuang Zhou.
But this is also expected. How could Lin Ze, who was in extremely poor condition, catch up to Zhuang Zhou, who was in the saint realm?
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Ze, who was sure that Zhuang Zhou was far away, suddenly sighed: "Wouldn't it be better to be less calculating? Don't you feel tired?"
However, no one answered him late at night.
In an instant, Lin Ze returned to normal, stepped into the practice room again, held the golden book, and absorbed luck as before.
What makes him feel gratified is that since Confucian sage Buddha lost his throne yesterday and Confucianism and Buddhism fell apart, the speed of natural gas transportation has been much faster.
When the Western Qin Dynasty unified the world and exerted pressure on all directions, and hundreds of millions of people in the world returned home, Lin Ze could be sure that the speed at which his luck would gather would more than double.
By then, Lin Ze could basically deduce how long it would take him to completely resolve this sequelae.
Although he was suffering from the sequelae, Lin Ze still felt that it was a good move for him to unite with Emperor Qin and pay a certain price to unseat the Confucian sage Buddha.
The obstacles on the surface have been swept away by him, Buddhism and Confucianism are torn apart, and no one can be Lin Ze's opponent in the upcoming battle for destiny.
If he seizes this opportunity and seizes more luck, he may not have the chance to set foot in the saint realm.
Only when you step into the realm of a saint can you truly transform from a chess piece to a chess player.
Only in this way can Lin Ze completely control his own destiny.
Thinking of this, Lin Ze suddenly felt calm. As if with divine help, the speed of absorbing luck changed from like a cow drinking water to a whale swallowing it.
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Ten miles away, Zhuang Zhou looked at the governor's mansion in the distance and sighed: "Are you too vigilant? Isn't it difficult to be trusted even if you don't have any malice?"