Just as Shennong was measuring mountains and rivers with his legs and tasting the medicinal properties of herbs with his internal organs, Jin Chanzi also walked into the alliance of hundreds of tribes step by step, walking with tribes from all sides, observing the sentiments of the people, and freeing himself from the temptation to become a demon.
The totem gods in.
"The existence of the devil lies in the divine way. Gods and demons are divided, but humans are one. The good and evil of humans. The good ones are gods and the evil ones are demons. There is no good or evil in the heart. The creatures in the world have their own various forms and expressions.
Everything depends on its spirit."
Sitting on a stone, surrounded by some totem gods with black aura, ghostly aura, and demonic aura. In this world, they are the outcasts of the Shinto, not the darlings of the demonic.
Shinto regards them as aliens, because they have transformed into a complete human form, like tiger-headed monsters, and like Xuan Cai'e, they do not belong to the new Taoist beings, and they cannot practice the two ways of gods and demons.
You can only live in a state of confusion.
As a result, they have no hope at all and are cruel and violent. Just imagine that a person has no hope at all and does not know what the future will be like. How can he live a peaceful and happy life? Not being evil to others is one thing.
Strange things.
At this time, Jin Chanzi's preaching gave rise to a glimmer of hope in their hearts. Even though this hope was still very slim, there was finally a glimmer of hope. Therefore, all the demonic totem gods regarded Jin Chanzi as their mentor.
It's a pity that Jin Chanzi taught the Dharma today, which made Taoist Hongjun very unhappy. He thought that Jin Chanzi was provoking a war between gods and demons, and had the intention of destroying the new Taoist path. After all, there was a Taoist priest behind Jin Chanzi.
Yuan, that being is on the same level as Pangu, not comparable to Mo Luo, and Taiyuan has sworn to destroy the Pangu continent, so they can't help but treat him carelessly.
Jin Chanzi had never been as narrow-minded as Xiao Dao Hongjun, nor did she expect that Mo Luo would also take great care of him, which earned him a bad reputation in the future.
Of course, even if he knew about it, he would not take it to heart. Not to mention that Taiyuan behind him is now completely integrated into the Dao due to the luck of humanity and the name of half-emperor master. Unless Hongjun and
Mara wants to completely destroy Dao, otherwise there is really nothing the two can do against him.
Jin Chanzi has been giving this lecture for more than half a year, and the sincere words of instruction in his mouth have suddenly opened the minds of many totem gods, and they have understood the Taoism that is compatible with them. Although it is the magic of contract magic, it also has a glimmer of hope.
As the old saying goes, people are divided into good and evil, but good and evil do not distinguish between people. Everyone has good and evil in their hearts. It just depends on whether there are more good thoughts or more evil thoughts. What is good and what is evil is all the evaluation of others.
, investigating the essence still lies in the heart.
Although these totems are born to kill, when they have attained the devil's path and perfected its laws, they are not really evil people. They are more grateful than those sanctimonious people. They bow to the ground.
, Nine kowtows left, and he kowtowed to the golden cicada in the ceremony of meeting his master. Although he did not have the name of master and disciple, he had the essence of master and disciple.
The seven-colored power of the demonic path slowly landed on Jin Chanzi's body, causing the golden halo behind him to turn purple in vain. The purple halo set off his handsome face, plus the
His calm and cold face added to his charm.
Even the men lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look directly at Jin Chanzi's face, as if looking at him was blasphemy. Such strangeness also made the corners of Jin Chanzi's mouth curl up slightly, and the sudden warmth appeared.
His smile warmed the hearts of everyone around him.
"If there is good in the heart and do evil, it is evil; if there is evil in the heart and do good, it is good. Good and evil are like black and white, like fish and water. Who can tell the difference clearly? Just ask the sincerity, and you are worthy of it.
People are not ashamed to be with friends, are not ashamed to be relatives, are not ashamed to be with others, are not ashamed to be with the earth, and are not ashamed to be with the sky. Why do they care about the floods to the sky and the endless death?"
After saying the last sentence, Jin Chanzi got up and left directly. This time his direction was south, and this time there were several people who followed him. Two of them were Xuan Cai'e and Hu Meiren who had followed Shu.
This is the tiger-headed monster that he accepted as his disciple when he was the Protector Dragon Prince.
At this time, there were three people behind him. One was the divine soldier carrying two hammers, one was the naughty and clever girl Tao Yaoyao, and the other was the graceful girl Wu Tianji. However, the temperaments of the two girls were completely different.
On the contrary, one moves like a stripped rabbit, and the other is as quiet as a virgin.
The three of them each had a chance, but Jin Chanzi was not a speculator. He accepted the three of them just because of fate. It was indeed fate, and it was not a calculation like that.
Step by step to the south, after leaving the Hundred Tribes Alliance, we arrived at a tribe that respected the Yellow Dragon. Different from the Shenlong tribe, the yellow dragon with claws and fangs had five claws, while the dragon of the Shenlong tribe had four claws. The extra claw not only did not
It makes the dragon appear abrupt, but adds to its majesty.
The Shenlong tribe has five tribes. It was originally the Lieshan clan and other tribes that were integrated into one body and was called the Yan tribe. The Earth tribe here is one of the five tribes of the Shenlong tribe.
Except for the Tu tribe, the other four tribes are all under the Yan Emperor. Only Xuanyuan of the Tu tribe is supported by Guang Chengzi, a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, so he either unites with the Shenlong tribe or becomes his own.
The technique of vertical and horizontal can be used by the opponent with ease. Even Jin Chanzi smiled when he heard about this earth affairs. Not only did he become interested, he wanted to come here to see it with his own eyes.
"Master, right in front of you is Xuanyuan Hill, which is the territory of the Tube."
"Well, they're here."
Just after the Divine Soldier said this, a vague and cynical man in white quietly landed in front of everyone, and the smile that appeared at the corner of his mouth immediately turned into surprise.
"I, Guangchengzi, pay my respects to the Silkworm God."
"Don't be so polite. In this life, I am a golden cicada. If you are willing to do so, you can treat me as a friend."
"Uh, that's fine."
Guangchengzi smiled slightly, and had a very good impression of Jin Chanzi. He was not one of those ordinary people, and he lived a very comfortable and unrestrained life. Even when the teacher asked them to choose a wise king who could compete for the position of emperor, he did whatever he wanted.
, and fell in love with Tubu Xuanyuan, who had no future.
He has lived here for more than ten years, and he has taught and solved his doubts. It is better to say that he is teaching, and it is better to say that he is playing with the children. He has great fun, feels refreshed, and forgets his worries.
However, the play of two people is not something that others can imitate. The two of them can build city fortresses by playing with mud, and they can learn how to build cities from there. The two of them play fishing by boat, and even transform a fishing boat into a fire-breathing warship.
The two played with flowers and plants, and unexpectedly identified millet, millet, bean sprouts, wheat, and rice as the five types of grains known as the five arts of later generations.
It was precisely because of Huangdi's play and Guangchengzi's seemingly cynical play that he made Tubu imitate Yanbu in planting a variety of food crops. As a result, Tubu's granary was full, the population slowly stabilized, the tribe's warriors were strong, and the instruments in their hands were excellent, and they became a tribe.
An elite soldier who is good at fighting is in line with the ultimate principle: let nature take its course.
