Ding Peng was stunned for a moment. If he were asked this question by someone else, he would definitely give his answer without thinking. But Ding Peng was different. He was a child born with extreme intelligence.
Under the guidance of Master Shangqing for so many years, although he is still a child, his wisdom, knowledge, and character have already surpassed that of many outstanding people.
So he did not directly answer Taoist Shangqing's question. Instead, he picked up the ancient book called Fengshen Bang on the bookshelf at hand.
Of course, the content in it is not true, and the Battle of the Gods that year was not as simple as the dead being listed. However, putting aside those problems, this book is Ding Peng's favorite book.
He opened the book and recited silently: "The leader of Tongtian Cult returned from Zixiao Palace and warned his disciples not to go down the mountain. Anyone who does will definitely be on the list of gods."
Closing the book, he looked at his teacher: "Master, you said that the Master Tongtian in the book knew that he could not go down the mountain, but why did he even go down the mountain in the end?"
The leader of Tongtian Cult raised his eyebrows, and in a moment a smile appeared on his lips, and he patted Ding Peng on the head: "What do you think?"
Ding Peng took a deep breath, knowing that this was his master's test in school, and it was also his last school test in so many years.
He just heard him say in a deep voice: "You do it knowing that you can't do it. The general trend is, and those who obey can survive. Although they are following the way of heaven, they are not carefree. If we go against the trend, we monks will be so powerful that even if they are shattered to pieces, they will not be able to do anything.
A bad heart."
The familiar answer was exactly the shouts of the disciples during the catastrophe many years ago. Everything appeared in front of Taoist Shangqing as if it were yesterday. He was in a daze for a moment and asked involuntarily: "What if we don't come back together?"
"Then..." Ding Peng lowered his head: "Then leave and never come back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Shangqing kicked him in the butt, and he said angrily: "Go away, Li Lian Kuang Lan is not asking you to die. Your senior brothers have already got the brains to verify this truth. This is called Leng Tou Qing.
"
Ding Peng rubbed his butt and immediately put on a smile after hearing this: "Yes, yes, my disciple is stupid, so please ask the master to point out a path to fame."
Taoist Shangqing stared at him with a cold face, and suddenly felt that he had fallen into this kid's trap. Why did he feel like this kid was waiting for him here?
But he had no time to think too much: "Do you still have the things I gave you last time?"
"exist!"
Ding Peng's eyes lit up and he immediately took out a box, only to see that there was a golden copper coin in the box.
It looks exactly like a wishing copper coin, but the only difference is that this copper coin is golden and shining. Just putting it there, it seems that this copper coin has some kind of connection with the unknown.
There is an unexplained connection.
Taoist Shangqing did not pick up the copper coin, but only said: "Someone can be deceived but not deceived. Instead of trying to save one person and stand on the opposite side of millions of people, why not stand among millions of people and save one person?"
Woolen cloth."
"this……"
Even though Ding Peng was extremely smart and could understand everything at once, he was still confused by what Shangqing Taoist said.
Taoist Shangqing did not continue to explain, pointed to the copper coin in Ding Peng's hand and said: "Use your brain more, there is no problem in the world that cannot be solved."
After Taoist Master Shangqing finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and Ding Peng suddenly woke up from his trance.
Sitting on the bedside, he was stunned for a long time, then took out the golden copper coin from the storage box in his arms and put it in his hand.
I couldn't help but think about the words of my great master: "Stand among thousands of people to save one person..."
Just when he was confused about how to interpret this sentence, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the door. Before anyone could say anything, he heard Old Chen's voice anxiously saying: "Xiaopeng, Xiaopeng
!Oops, something happened to your father!"
Hearing Mr. Chen's eager voice, Ding Peng was not surprised at all. He just sighed secretly: "I knew it."
Ever since the great master asked him this question, he had guessed that something big must have happened to his father, otherwise the great master would not have asked him this question.
It's just that the great master has clearly reminded him that standing in front of thousands of people in order to save one person is tantamount to striking an egg against a stone.
So instead of rushing to find his father, he first thought about the answer given by his master.
Only by finding the correct answer can we truly rescue our father from the quagmire.
But how should we explain this sentence of standing among millions of people to save one person?
The statement "tens of millions of people" is too vague.
But Ding Peng understood it as, two words, all living beings.
But who are the sentient beings, or who can represent them?
While Ding Peng was pondering over the answer in his mind, the divine court on the other side was in a miserable state, with the thick smell of blood permeating everywhere.
"Don't kill me. I don't know anything. I don't know anything. If you are willing, we are willing to recommend you as the Lord of the Divine Court."
"Yes, yes, we can swear, swear by the gods, that we will never break our promise, otherwise we will never be reincarnated."
Looking at Ding Xiaoyi walking step by step, the faces of these gods who had survived so far turned blue. They may never have dreamed that one day they would face a mere dragon level.
How could an ant that they could crush to death with just their fingers be so humble?
But those terrible bosses behind Ding Xiaoyi taught them a lesson with facts, letting them know what it means to be strong.
"Search!"
Facing the begging for mercy from these gods, Ding Xiaoyi remained indifferent and looked at the huge divine court in front of him, with only anxiety in his eyes.
We must find the big head no matter what. After he finished speaking, Atun, the police chief, Hongmao and others who were following him immediately rushed into the divine court and started searching.
Although the divine court is large, it is not vast. A group of people searched like a carpet, but no trace of Big Head was found.
"Uncle Ding, what are you looking for? Just tell us and we will give you whatever treasure you want."
Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi seemed to be searching for something, a god spoke up.
Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi took out his mobile phone, clicked on the photo with the big head and threw it over: "Who has seen it?"
"it?"
The gods took a look at the photo and couldn't help but gasped: "Hiss... so ugly!"
As soon as these words came out, the Pig King and the others suddenly opened their eyes wide, as if they were going to eat them. The frightened gods changed their words again and again: "No, no, no, so handsome, so handsome, extraordinarily handsome, suave, and talented...
…”
To be so praised by the gods, Datou can be regarded as the first person in heaven and earth.
It's a pity that Datou himself has no way of knowing this, which is a pity.
In fact, it's no wonder that the gods think this guy is ugly. How can you imagine a creature with a huge head and no neck?
But Ding Xiaoyi didn't care about their mood and just asked: "Tell me who among you has seen it."
"No!!"
The gods looked at each other and answered in unison.
"Really??" Ding Xiaoyi didn't believe it, took out the disaster-avoiding pointer box and asked again suspiciously.
"No, really not!"
The gods still shook their heads, with blank expressions on their faces. Of course they were not pretending. They were discussing how to divide the gods' thrones and rule the world together in the future. How could they pay attention to such an ugly... no, handsome monster?
While confused, I couldn't help but mutter in my heart: "What is this? People are sitting at home, and disaster comes from the sky??"
Unexpectedly, at this time, the dragon head, which had turned into a human stick, suddenly spoke, staring at these gods fiercely and said: "They lied, it must be them, everything is the fault of the divine court..."
Although Longshou knew little about Big Head's affairs, what he had to do now was to desperately fight for time for the Holy Land, escape in separate directions, and leave a trace of fire for the people of the Holy Land.
So when I open my mouth, I just want to muddy the water.
The gods were stunned when they heard this, and immediately understood why Ding Xiaoyi would attack the divine court with great force, and immediately cursed: "You son of a bitch, it turns out you are the one who is instigating this."
More humanely said: "Okay, Tianyuan Holy Land has a good trick to divert trouble to the east and frame the blame. No wonder the rat head and the pig head were missing just now. I'm afraid they have already run away. Well, well, I admire you. In this way, your Tianyuan Holy Land
To monopolize the divine way is really a wolfish ambition!"
Long Shou wanted to say something more, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Ding Xiaoyi kicked half of his cheek into pieces. He was not a fool. He was dizzy before, but now he calmed down and thought about it, and he also noticed the meaning of Long Shou's words.
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However, just when Ding Xiaoyi was about to change his route and go straight to Tianyuan Holy Land, a painful roar came from the divine court.
I saw Hong Mao rushing out, holding a severed tentacle in his hand, stumbling down in front of Ding Xiaoyi, crying: "Found... found... only this tentacle is left!!"
The shrill cries of pain seemed to be heartbreaking.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the tentacles on Hongmao's hand, and his heart ached like a knife. Tears kept flowing down, and his vision suddenly went dark, and he almost fainted.
As for the Pig King and other ferocious beasts, they even let out loud wails.
Ding Xiaoyi's red eyes were as crazy as a crazed wolf, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes as he glared at these gods fiercely.
"Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding!"
Seeing this scene, all the gods were frightened to the extreme. Some even jumped up and wanted to fight Ding Xiaoyi desperately when they saw something was wrong.
As a result, as soon as the man moved, he was hit by a giant hoof that didn't allow him to dodge. His body was cut off on the spot, and the sky was stained with blood.
"Master, send them to the God-Beheading Platform and use their heads as sacrifices to the Second Master!"
Hong Mao was so angry that he couldn't calm down. He clenched his hands tightly into fists, wishing he could kill all these gods with his own hands.
Ding Xiaoyi's brows flashed when he heard this, and he really released the God-Slaying Platform. This God-Slaying Platform had only killed gods before, but it had not killed gods yet.
But he didn't expect that today, he would almost kill all the gods in the sky.
There is no doubt that if this karma is reduced, even a super lucky king like the Pig King cannot bear it.
But Ding Xiaoyi doesn't care, he just wants to avenge Datou now.
Just when he was about to send the two gods to the God-killing Platform, suddenly a Buddha's light shone from the distance. Wherever the Buddha's light irradiated, the haze in the sky disappeared.
I heard only one sound: "Amitabha!" A fat monk wearing cassocks and holding a golden bowl strolled over.
Looking at the God-killing Platform dyed like gold by the divine blood, the Buddha who had forgotten the past still sighed: "Donor Ding, we meet again."
