The Monk

Chapter 781: Guessing the Transformation of Gods

Zhang Awei sighed and said, "He will." "Why? I just want to become a disciple. If you don't accept me, I won't accept you. Why do you want to kill me?" Kong Buer said excitedly. I couldn't explain this problem to him, so Zhang Ain said: "Don't go to this house, look for it again."

Kong Buer was unwilling to give up. After searching for a long time, he found a spiritual sect that might have immortals. He was unwilling to give up easily and asked Zhang Awei: "Did you see clearly when he arrested me? Was it a magic spell? It was easy to carry it." He walked more than a thousand meters without any effort, so it must be a spell, right? Also, I couldn't get in at the door of his house, because it was blocked by something invisible, so it must be a spell, right?"

Zhang Wen suddenly felt that he was really bored. He only wanted to realize Kong Buer's benevolent ambitions, so he accompanied him to realize his so-called ambitions and whispered: "Listen to my advice, no one will accept you from any sect in this mountain. Come out of the mountain."

There was another reason why he was messing around with Kong Buer, because he wanted to explore the secret of becoming a god. According to Ghost Ancestor, Kong Buer gave up everything he should have given up, and suffered what should be painful. It was consistent with what Transformation God had to go through. He wanted to know what Kong Buer would do next. Who would have thought that more than half a month was wasted, working as a bodyguard for more than half a month, and all I saw was this.

I tried my best to rely on what I saw and heard these days to transform into gods. I tried my best to make it far-fetched, but I couldn't do it, so I thought maybe I should give up.

"I don't! I must demand Dao Wenxian!" Kong Buer shouted.

"Seeking Tao? Thousands of people in the world are seeking Tao, but none of them have succeeded. Why do you think you can do it? Are you smarter than them? Or can you endure hardship better than them?" Zhang Ping wanted to scold him, but he couldn't. Knowing that these words were useless, Kong Buer would not listen.

Sure enough, as he thought, Kong Buer shouted crazily: "According to what you said, there are many people in the world who are seeking the Tao, but what is the Tao they seek? What do they seek? The people in the world are still suffering, with droughts, floods and natural disasters. It's endless, why don't they help? What's the use of asking for such a way? I may not be as hardworking as them, and I am not as smart as them, but I have a kind heart and I want to take care of the poor people in the world. Yes, and I can definitely do it!”

Kong Fuji's madness stunned Zhang Wei. This madness touched his soul and made him suddenly understand something. His efforts during this period were not in vain and paid off.

Transforming into a god is not about cultivation, it is about getting rid of the past, becoming a soul, or becoming a golden god. This god is a kind of spirit. It is a spirit that you are persistent and have no regrets for, and you are willing to sacrifice everything for it and protect it for your whole life. This is the spirit of god. , this is the incarnation of a god, not the so-called immortal who is aloof and controls the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning to control life and death and will never be seen. That is a legendary story, and becoming a god is a spiritual yearning that is willing to sacrifice everything to obtain.

To transform into a spirit, one must have a goal, not just focus on cultivation or increase one’s cultivation, but one must have a Taoist heart, seek a Tao, and do one thing.

Zhang was afraid that Kong Buer would tell him that he understood. Although he didn't know whether what he thought was accurate or whether this was the correct way to transform into a god, at this moment, he thought it was.

No wonder Ghost Ancestor said that once you embark on the road to becoming a god, you will never have a way out. If there is only one thing left to do in your life, and other people or things have nothing to do with you, what does it matter if there is no way out?

Thinking of this, Zhang is afraid that he feels a little uncomfortable. He doesn't like or want to be like this, and he can't dedicate everything. In his life, there are Song Yunyi and Cheng Xi'er to take care of and love; there are Lin Sen and Fat Baby to protect; and the great cause of Tianleishan needs to be taken care of. He supports; these are concerns that he cannot give up and is unwilling to give up.

Suddenly I thought of the mountain god. If I guessed correctly, what did the mountain god ask for? What did he give up? Why don't you tell Zuo Shi and others how to transform into gods? Unconsciously he whispered: "Mountain God, Mountain God, where are you?"

Kong Buer didn't hear clearly and asked: "What did you say?" Zhang Ain smiled at him: "You really have some magic, maybe you can become a god." Kong Buer didn't show any happy expression after hearing the praise. He said with a grimace: "Stop laughing at me, tell me, if I go back again, that person won't really kill me, right?"

Zhang Ain smiled and said, "He will kill you, but he won't be able to kill you."

"Why? How do you know you can't kill me?" Kong Buer looked at Zhang Wei and hesitated: "You don't want to rely on your martial arts and magic to fight, do you? That's asking for death."

Zhang Ain laughed loudly: "You also know that you are looking for death, but you still insist on getting in."

"That's different. To say the worst, it's my own business to seek death. I can't involve you. Don't follow my impulse." Kong Buer said seriously. Zhang Awei smiled and said: "Do you think I am that stupid?" Kong Buer looked at Zhang Awei carefully with the same serious expression, and after a long time said: "I used to read a lot of miscellaneous books, and I also read a few miscellaneous books on arithmetic. As mentioned in the article, Brother Zhang’s appearance is indeed difficult to describe.”

Zhang Ain felt happy in his heart. He was a fellow traveler. He had always wanted to find someone to read fortune tellers, but he never had a chance. Instead, he turned himself into a crow's beak. Good things don't work and bad things don't work. Now he has found someone who can read faces. So he said: "Tell me, is there anything hard to say? It's really hard to say, especially if you don't hit the mark."

Kong Buer looked at him with contempt: "Don't play tricks with me, you are too young."

Zhang Ai humbly accepted the contempt of an ordinary person: "Okay, I'm too young, you can tell me."

Kong Buer said: "I look at faces differently from others. I don't care about my birth date and my future, but I judge this life based on my appearance." Zhang Weing understood: "You are just talking nonsense, I can do the same. And I’m better than you, I’m our famous crow’s mouth.”

Kong Buer scolded: "Be serious, I'm ruining your future. Don't you want to know what your future will be like?"

Zhang Ying smiled and said: "Don't be ridiculous, I don't have any future. If nothing else, how old am I this year?"

Kong Buer asked a question, looked at it for a long time, shook his head and said: "I can't tell, from the appearance, he is twenty years old, but looking at Brother Zhang's eyes, they are as deep as ancient wells; the peaks of his eyebrows and the corners of his forehead seem to be gathered together. Hidden, there is no ferocious look; the eyebrows and hair have been weathered for many years, and they should be some years old; and what makes me most uncertain is the skin. No matter how beautiful the girl is, her skin is not as smooth and delicate as Brother Zhang, but it is not as smooth as water. There is a kind of charm. Unlike ordinary people, no matter how good their complexion is, there are always one or two areas of skin that are in a state of starvation, but Brother Zhang's skin is more delicate and healthy than that of a baby. What's even more surprising is that Brother Zhang is here. Walking in the mountains and forests, exposed to the wind and the sun, your face should be covered with dust, but Brother Zhang is calm and relaxed, and there is no need to cleanse your face. I guess you have practiced some rare skills. "Brother Zhang, how old are you?"

Human hair and skin, like humans, have a lifespan. They live for three months or two months and die before being replaced with a new batch. This is why skin peeling and hair loss occur. Cultivators go against the will of heaven and compete with heaven for longevity. The method they use is to extend the life span of the body, including the life span of hair and skin. They regulate every part of the body to the best condition, so that they will not die of old age easily, and their skin and hair will be naturally the same as those of ordinary people. Different, unique style.

It's just that the differences in skin and hair are very subtle and can't be seen at all unless you look closely. When ordinary people see a cultivator, they will only feel that this person is very different, well-maintained, confident, good-looking, powerful, etc. They will never think of physical differences.

After hearing Kong Buer's words, Zhang Wen thought to himself: The eyes are poisonous enough. Grinning: "Why should I tell you?"

Kong Buer was not angry and continued: "If you don't say it, don't say it. Brother Zhang's face, if you say something about the beauty of a crown jewel, if you don't look at it, I see that you are destined to be a great Taoist, and your future achievements will be immeasurable. "He paused and asked, "Can I touch it?"

Zhang Awei shook his head: "Touch my face? No, no, if you don't say this, what did we just say?" This guy is so capable.

Kong Buer laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, I'm not a broken bone, it doesn't matter if I can't touch it or not. I said that Brother Zhang is destined to the Tao. It was based on your appearance and hair style. The hairline on your forehead has the shape of a Tao bun. , and if you look closely at the king's appearance, you can faintly see the power of a fierce tiger. This is a sign of heaven. Those with this look will achieve immeasurable success in their lives. The so-called rich family and wealth that rivals the country are like a joke to Brother Zhang. If you are willing If you practice Taoism, you may never know whether you will become a god in the future." He returned this sentence to Zhang Ping.

Kong Buer was a little too amazing. Zhang Weijing dressed up as a Taoist priest before he was sixteen years old. Taoist buns were a compulsory course, and it was normal to leave traces. But how did he see the big tiger's soul? Sighing: "It would be a shame if you didn't investigate the case."

However, this sentence caused Kong Buer to sigh: "What's the use of being able to investigate the case? The one who judges the case is the old master. His words are of no use to me finding anything."

Zhang was afraid to understand. It turned out that this guy had been in this business before. He smiled and said: "From an eighth-grade official to investigate a case? What do you want a criminal official to do?"

"What kind of official is the eighth grade? It's okay to go down to the county government. If I hang around in the government office, I can't even catch up with the officials. It's just because I'm bored and have nothing to do to investigate the case, but I'm being squeezed out by my colleagues, so I have nothing to do to find a Taoist priest. Eat wine." When he said this, he changed his tone and said proudly: "What a blessing, it is because they excluded me and gave me the opportunity to come into contact with the Tao, it is not a bad thing."

Okay, here we go again. Zhang was afraid that he might be a little overconfident, but he said that he might become a god, and he had a vague hope that it was true.

After Kong Buer said this, he was quiet for a while and then spoke again: "Let's go. This is not the only Taoist gate in Shiwan Mountain. Let's go and look elsewhere. Maybe there is a Taoist Immortal willing to take me in."

Zhang Weijing didn't care. He just told him that he had hope of transforming into a god, so he should stay with him for a few more days. What's more, because he had guessed some ideas related to transforming into a god, which he might be able to use in the future, he continued to search for mountains with him. .

As we walked further into the mountains, mountain villages began to appear, and we also saw many mountain fields and dry fields, which were not large in area. Kong Buer pointed to the plainly dressed mountain people working in the fields and said: "If I have the ability, I will take them out of the mountains to find a suitable place to live. If they are unwilling, they should also find ways to improve their seeds, or increase their grain production, or Teach them how to raise silkworms, so that they can have enough food and clothing without having to work hard for food forever."