133, Buddhist Tao

If the monks in the prehistoric world want to be prosperous and wealthy, Zhang Yang will definitely spit out of his mouth. Apart from seeking the Tao, he could not think of any other ideas. Most of these people, these monks, must not have any idea of ​​becoming saints and achieving Hunyuan. That is beyond their reach, just to enhance their own strength and to live a better life?

But if this is the case, joining the dynasty would be like tying a belt on your head, which obviously makes no sense;

Zhang Yang suddenly realized that he could not understand the creatures in the prehistoric world, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused. He said that gods were good, but what was the good thing about this god? Zhang Yang didn't realize it at all.

Before coming to the prehistoric world, you can't talk about it. Now you want to destroy a planet with one punch, but even so, you still feel insecure. On Earth, although your life is short and you have laws, you will at least not be easily killed. Now, when it comes to combat power, you are already at the top of the prehistoric world and have few able to compete with it. Why are you still racing against time for your cultivation all day long?

Zhang Yang's eyes were blurred and there was no answer for a long time. On the side, Hongyun had already screamed a few times, but he still didn't react, but he thought Zhang Yang had suddenly realized something and did not disturb him;

Zhang Yang thought a lot, and finally compared the entire prehistoric monks. He suddenly realized that the thinking of his predecessor was always influencing himself. He knew that the saints would become the Tao in the future, that the Three Pure Ones turned against each other, that there was no news about the great supernatural powers in the future, that instead, the subsequent ignorance was pressing on his heart like a mountain;

The Gods can spread, Zhang Yang guessed that this would definitely happen. If he participated in it, would the Three Qingshou still turn against each other in the future? Is the traces of gods and Buddhas in the sky missing? Is it because the level of the earth is too low? With himself, will Buddhism still dominate?...

One question after another appeared, and Zhang Yang suddenly realized that his role was very obvious. Why did he reach the prehistoric world? He could not know the answer at all. Is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure Cuiping Peak really capable of bringing him into this place? Zhang Yang doesn’t think that the wormhole of time and space? Is it really so capable?

It is rare that someone puts himself here? Who has such ability? Pangu? Who has such supernatural powers besides him?

If Pangu did it, why did he choose himself and what he had to do?

Zhang Yang was mixed up by countless self-questions, and could not get the answer. He began to re-analyze from the origin. Along the way, Zhang Yang didn't know how much he had influenced in the prehistoric world. The only thing that could be confirmed was that the fate of Yun Zhongzi, Huanglong, Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao was changed by himself. These people must be much more capable than before;

As for the others, there may be, but I don’t know what happened in ancient times and whether it was like this. If you don’t pursue these things, Zhang Yang cannot deeply analyze them. If you put aside these, Zhang Yang returned to the matter of becoming a god;

After all, the founding of the gods is to fight with his master and uncle, and to create true fire for a little face or for the dispute over the Taoist dynasty;

Master Yuanqi's second generation of disciples seemed to be able to survive, but his cultivation was cut off and he had a foundation to apostate. He helped Buddhism cultivate elites. At least on Earth, these apostate guys were very nourished, and there were countless believers, but Primitive Heavenly Venerables and the Anarchae Sect were silent;

The uncle Tongtian of the master was even worse. The disciple was almost dead. In my memory, it seemed that only one Virgin Mary was able to survive. Tongtian was imprisoned by Hongjun of Zixiao Palace and became a rootless duckweed. Those who escaped by chance became three thousand people from Buddhism, and two bald donkeys were still the benefits of the Jie Sect. From then on, the Jie Sect disappeared;

Zhang Yang doesn’t like Buddhism and always thinks it is a doctrine that makes people fall into depravity. He says that this life is for the purpose of cultivating the next life, which is purely nonsense. In the next life, Buddhism will continue to sway them to continue cultivating the next life? The whole country is fooled so much that it has no blood and is obedient;

Taoist Wuwei is the dominant morality passed down by the master, so there is no way. The two families of Chanjie have basically disappeared. Such an indifferent master had to take charge of the Wuwei he passed down, and he learned from nature. No matter how much he said, he would still encourage people to make progress;

Maybe I should do something;

Zhang Yang didn't know that his thoughts had turned thousands of miles away. From the original guess of the thoughts of the Eastern Prince to the current dispute over Buddhist and Taoist doctrines, this is actually a kind of self-hypnosis. When people suddenly find themselves confused, they will always find a goal for themselves. Now Zhang Yang is like this. In the short term, no matter whether it is Hunyuan or saint, they cannot achieve it. They have to find some work for themselves. All of this comes very naturally;

If you find something for yourself, you have to make plans for yourself. But now it seems a little too early. Now there is no prototype of Buddhism. Where can I do something to find those junior brothers and sisters? Zhang Yang is unwilling to waste his time on this matter, but when he thinks, Cihang seems to never appear again, and he feels much more at ease in his heart. Besides, the relationship between the Three Pure Ones is very good now, so why should I be anxious?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang felt better again. Now, when he saw these busy monks, they had no other thoughts except for being pitiful for them. This is their own idea. Maybe they were happy in it? Or maybe they were thinking about climbing up step by step in the dynasty and waiting for their strength to rebel in the future?

Maybe this is their goal? Zhang Yang is very happy to find an impeccable answer for himself, and the more he looks, the more he looks like that;

You see, joining the dynasty will definitely listen to the preaching of the great monks. Originally, it would cost a million times the price to explore by yourself, but it might be possible to achieve it. There is such a shortcut, why not do it?

If you have the Tao to hear, you can improve your cultivation. Once you improve your cultivation, you can improve your status in the dynasty. With status, you can enjoy the corresponding luck, and further improve your own cultivation, and then continue to improve your status. It is simply a pie falling from the sky. When you have enough strength and can fight with the boss, who stipulates that you cannot replace it?

This is life! It is countless times better than wandering alone and doing nothing, and being in danger of being unpredictable! How can you do it without doing it? Even if you don’t have your head on your belt, you must do it!

Zhang Yang thought about this festival and suddenly felt admiration for these guys. These people may not be one hundred, but as long as they survive, they will definitely not be much worse in the future;

No wonder the Emperor respected the Tao so seriously. If there were sects at this time, the dynasty would be swept into the trash can immediately, and these monks would definitely not choose;

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