Has exercise improved?

In the field, Chen Mo, who was practicing Zhuang, suddenly felt that there was a lot more information in his mind, and his body was as warm as if he was soaked in warm water. A smile flashed on his face. It had been half a month since he started to follow Uncle Wang in Zhan Mo.

Time has passed, the gods in my mind finally responded, and my persistence finally paid off?

The fatigue in his body disappeared after the warmth. Chen Mo was ready to stand for a while longer. Maybe he could extend the standing time to half an hour this time. According to what Uncle Wang said, if he could stand for half an hour

, you can start teaching yourself stick skills.

"Shilang, why are you still standing here?" Dalang quickly passed by, and at the same time, he did not forget to turn around and remind: "The gods of the Taiping Religion are here, why don't you go and take a look!"

"Why did the gods come to our place?" Chen Mo hesitated after hearing this, and finally gave up practicing calligraphy and ran with Dalang, asking at the same time.

In Chen Mo's heart, the gods are all superior, and the county town is where people should stay. How could they come to this village.

"I heard that he came to preach, but I'm not sure." Dalang was already out of breath and said impatiently.

Preaching? Teaching immortality?

Chen Mo didn't quite understand, and he was somewhat looking forward to it. He didn't know if the god in his mind could learn immortality. If so, wouldn't it mean that he would also have a chance to become an immortal? Just thinking about it, Chen Mo

I feel a little excited.

After walking back to the village from the fields for about a quarter of an hour, a large group of people had gathered around an open space at the entrance of the village. It was usually a deserted place, but today almost all the more than 60 households in the village were here.

"Uncle Cai, have you seen my mother?" Chen Mo searched for a long time, but did not see his mother's figure. He came to Uncle Cai with some confusion and asked.

"Your mother said she still has to take care of the house and prepare dinner for you, so she won't come." Uncle Cai shook his head, pulled Chen Mo to sit on the ground and said, "Come, sit here."

Chen Mo actually wanted to go back and bring his mother to listen. Maybe he could learn some magical techniques to completely cure his mother's illness. But seeing that the altar was already open, Chen Mo didn't want to leave, so he could only follow Uncle Cai.

We sat down together and watched several people in Taoist robes performing rituals there, waving wooden swords and saying some words that were hard to understand.

"Uncle Cai, are these people also gods?" After looking at it for a moment, Chen Mo lowered his head and asked Uncle Cai, why do he feel that these people look more like butchers than Zheng Tu? This is completely contrary to the image of gods that he imagined as immortals.

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"How can you judge people by their appearance?" Uncle Cai shook his head and said.

Chen Mo thought about Zheng Tu, Uncle Wang, the man in the city posthouse and the old man named Liu, and couldn't help but nodded in agreement. Good-looking people may not necessarily be good people, and vicious-looking people may not necessarily be good people.

Most of them are good people, so they don't worry about their looks right now, and start listening to these gods talk about magic.

"The way of heaven is supposed to be fair, but why are there all kinds of injustices in this world? Those wealthy families are able to live in fine clothes and study well when they are born, but we have to go through all kinds of difficulties and never have anything like this in our lives. This is

Why?" The man in Taoist robes did not teach any magic, but began to talk about some great principles.

Many people nodded frequently after hearing this. Indeed, in this world, the gap between people is too big. If you don't go outside, you may not be able to feel it in this three-acre area, but if you have been to the city,

, you can feel the gap to some extent. Some people are born rich, but most people are like them. They need to farm hard and work hard for a year, but they can only make ends meet. If they encounter a small disaster or illness, they may directly

Let the whole family be completely ruined.

Chen Mo felt something was wrong, but it seemed to make sense and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

"Because the sky is dead!" The Taoist saw everyone's emotions aroused, suddenly raised his voice, and said loudly: "Because the sky is dead, some people are rich and unkind, because the sky is dead, so the world's disasters continue, because the sky is dead

, so those aristocratic families can sit on thousands of hectares of fertile land, and have countless grains, meat and wealth without having to work, but we may starve to death or freeze to death in the winter because we have no food!"

The sky is dead? Chen Mo looked at the impassioned Taoist in a daze, and couldn't help but look at the sky. Will the sky... also die?

If the sky is dead, can people still live?

How did Tian die?

"All things are born to nourish people. These things should belong to everyone, but they are taken by a few people for their own use, while the majority of people have to struggle to survive. Why?" The voice of the 'god' became more and more excited, and Chen Mo felt that

He seemed a little excited too.

"All things in this world should be distributed fairly to everyone, but now most of them are occupied by those unscrupulous people, who ignore the life and death of all living beings, and use disasters from heaven to punish unkindness. The unscrupulous people are just a warning to the world...

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Heaven is alive again?

Chen Mo looked at the excited villagers around him and wondered if there was something wrong with his focus, but the other party had clearly said that Heaven was dead before. Since he was dead, how could he come out again to bring down disasters and punishments?

However, seeing that the people around him didn't seem to care about this, Chen Mo felt that maybe he was overthinking it. After all, these elders didn't respond, so maybe he didn't understand the true meaning.

Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Chen Mo continued to listen to the lecture humbly, but he really couldn't resonate with the people around him as excitedly, and was even a little disappointed. It seemed that these 'gods' were not as powerful as he imagined.

In addition to being used for worship, it is more like a decoration. What is it used for? Chen Mo doesn't know.

The afternoon was spent in the impassioned speeches of these 'gods'. In the end, Chen Mo didn't see any magic, which made him very disappointed. However, when the talisman water was distributed at the end, Chen Mo was a little excited and handed it to himself.

He walked over to the food jar, watched the 'immortals' chanting a spell, wrote a piece of talisman paper with chicken blood, burned it, and threw the ashes into the food jar...

Can this thing really cure diseases?

Chen Mo suddenly became extremely suspicious. Just watching the villagers around him carrying their utensils and leaving happily, Chen Mo also returned home with these magical water in doubt.

"Mo'er, what is this?" Mother Chen asked in confusion as she looked at the water Chen Mo poured out for her.

"The talisman water given by the immortal master is said to be able to cure all diseases. Mother, is there really something that can cure all diseases in this world?" Chen Mo, who had seen the making process of the talisman water, was a little skeptical about the efficacy of the talisman water.
Chapter completed!