It was Hai Kui who didn’t believe that the bad guy Qin Huang belonged to the bad guy. How many bad things did he do before his death? He squeezed the people, violently governed the country, burned Confucianism, and so on. After he died, he commemorated him and built him a temple to be with the Japanese Lord.
On that day, the eyes of the statue of the Lord of Japan were glaring and full of majesty. Somehow Haikui suddenly felt a spiritual fluctuation from the statue of the Lord of Japan.
Haikui is already a monk in Yuan’s infancy, and his eye has been able to see the consciousness of the fine monster. Haikui wonders if the main statue has become fine this day and will it be worshipped all the year round with a vague consciousness.
Haikui looked straight at the Lord’s eyes and felt that the majesty was getting heavier and heavier, as if a real person glared at him.
"Haikui don’t look" Zhou Linyin suddenly sounded.
""asked Haikui looking back.
"Go out and say it again." Zhou Lin said this sentence without saying anything.
Haikui pondered for two seconds and turned to Xu Manman and said, "Manman, you stay here with your grandparents. I’ll be back in a minute."
Xu Manman looked at Haikui with a slightly dignified expression, which made her stunned. Haikui’s momentum was completely changed, and she was no longer like a young rogue. She nodded consciously.
Haikui went out of the main shrine and said in his mind, "Speak now."
Zhou Lin sound up "to many dissenting Confucian temple".
Haikui walked out of the temple of Qin Huang and turned left to the corner. He said in his mind, "Tell me now, I want to know."
Zhou Lin said slowly, "In fact, this day’s main shrine is also built by people’s reverence for the sun, but worship all the year round will produce some incense firepower, and naturally there will be some great magical powers to absorb these incense firepower, and you will feel that the Japanese Lord seems to be alive."
"Do you mean I can’t understand that the statue of the main temple on this day is really the sun Lord and the people worship the gods, but it has become someone else?" Hai Kui seemed to understand something.
"You can also understand it this way, but it belongs to the practice of heresy, and their people practice it by pilgrimage," Zhou Linhaikui explained.
Haikui seems to have touched another door. It is said that there are 3,000 roads leading to the peak of cultivation. Some people practice this way and others practice Haikui like that. After thinking for a while, it becomes white.
"Then I still don’t know why I can’t stare at the sculpture of the Japanese Lord." Haikui asked Zhou Lin.
"This statue has achieved the unity of mind and mind with the help of its practitioners. You are an immortal, and it is not good to attract the attention of the other party," Zhou Lin said.
Haikui asked again, "Is this cultivation method of theirs an evil spirit deviant?"
Zhou Lin laughed. "It’s not evil to be devious. If it’s not mainstream practice, it’s called devious. It’s synonymous with playing Xiaocong."
"What do you mean, they are all clever in this practice?" Haikui asked.
"It can also be said that because they need the help of people to worship, the more pious they are, the greater their power will be," Zhou Lin explained. "But their early practice speed is very fast, but their later progress is very slow, because all the ways of practice will eventually require their own efforts, which will limit their later development, but there are some special cases, but that is few and far between."
Haikui nodded to show that he understood.
Zhou Lin went on to say, "Because of this kind of cultivation theory, demons and Buddhists all have cultivation places, it is not an evil work, but it is at least after practicing in this way that people can afford to make pilgrimages because they are scattered immortals."
"So that’s it. Are you afraid that the other side will find it difficult for me after I get the attention of the other side?" Haikui analyzed.
"Yes, it means that your practice is not very high. You haven’t met many great magical monks until now. You don’t know what is really powerful. When you get to it, it will be white. If you are not qualified, you might as well avoid its sharpness and let yourself rise first." Zhou Lin said.
Haikui agrees with Zhou Lin that "it is very important to keep a low profile. If you don’t die, you won’t die, right?"
Zhou Lin didn’t pick up Haikui’s sentence, which means "on which way you go, there is a heaven for truth, and diligence, diligence and persistence can get to the other side."
The other shore, the other shore, Haikui muttered, "Where is the other shore?"
"You can understand it as an immortal and you will reach the other side," Zhou Lin said slowly.
Immortality Immortality Haikui muttered to himself again. At this time, he suddenly lost his mind. Do you want to be immortal so much?
"You don’t want to become an immortal. Many people dream of becoming an immortal, and you are the only way out." Zhou Lin said slowly.
"What" Haikui puzzled,
"It’s hard for you to retreat after you’ve taken the road of cultivation. There’s a saying that you can’t help yourself. Think about it. You’ve already broken into this world. You’ve seen this world. Is it possible that you have inadvertently offended so many practitioners along the way? If you are an ordinary person now, you will definitely die miserably. If you don’t want to die, then you can make yourself stronger and surpass everyone before you die?" Zhou Linyin gradually became cold.
"I am a good example. I am not as good as being implicated in reincarnation and my soul is incomplete. Three souls have two souls left in the celestial world and one soul came to the mortal world, which will lead to different thoughts in past lives and this life." Zhou Lin sighed.
However, Haikui looked up at the majestic sculpture. He can’t say that he is a deist now. Is it true that he is not a fairy? Then he, a yogi, is not a fairy after a certain degree of cultivation.
