Volume 1 Chapter 779 Goodness

Volume 1 Chapter 779 Goodness

Chapter 779 Goodness

At this time, Kong Buer was talking nonsense to him. Although he knew it was false, maybe there was a little bit of truth in it? Asked Kong Fuji: "Is it because you read these books that you want to practice Taoism?"

Kong Buer nodded: "Part of the reason is, you think, you can fly, you can go to a chaotic world to create a new world, you are a god, all living beings regard you as their ancestor, you can do whatever you want them to do..."

Seeing what this guy was talking about, Zhang Ai quickly stopped him and said, "Is this why you practice Taoism?"

"Of course not, otherwise what kind of person would I be? I can't stand the darkness of this world, and I have the desire to save the world, so I seek the Tao. Have you ever been an official? Probably not. I don't know if I haven't been an official. How dark the government is, how dirty the officials are, and how difficult the world is, is largely due to a group of bastard officials who do not handle human affairs. The common people feed them, feed them, clothe them, and are exploited and bullied by them. What? Students are taught to seek great harmony in order to serve all sentient beings in peace and harmony. How can they ignore injustice?" Kong Buer said generously.

Zhang was afraid to look at him again after hearing this, and felt that this master was still a compassionate and benevolent person. Think about it and ask: "How do you know that the books are all true?"

"Even if it's not true, as long as 20 or 30% of it is true, it will be true. You must know that it is groundless. Since it is spread around the world, there must be some basis."

"For the sake of a 20% or 30% chance, you would abandon your family and career to pursue a path that you don't know exists or doesn't exist?"

"If you want to gain, you must give up, and only when you have to give up can you gain. In order to seek a pure world, it doesn't matter if a student abandons his family property. As long as the people of the world are happy, what regrets do I have if I give up my flesh and blood?" I don't know if he is a fool. , It’s still so great, Kong Fujian answered loudly, and it looked like it had a sacred feeling.

If this guy just went to seek Taoism, Zhang was afraid that he would probably say goodbye to him today. However, this guy's kind thoughts and great ideas moved him. No matter what, he was always a good person. A good person is better off than a bad person, so he didn't want to let him go. When he died, I decided to stay with him for a few more days.

At the same time, I was quite moved in my heart. This guy actually knew how to gain something by giving up first. He followed the way of becoming a god as mentioned by the Ghost Ancestor. According to ordinary people, the price of abandoning one's family and career and divorcing one's wife is really not small. So I asked out of curiosity: "Aren't you heartbroken?"

This question was asked in no detail. Kong Buer understood it, his face froze, and there was nostalgia in his eyes. He was silent for a moment and spoke, but his tone was no longer as impassioned as before. He said softly: "It hurts, but who is it?" Isn’t it painful to live? For the sake of a harmonious world in the future, where people will be harmonious and there will be no more disputes, what’s the point of my personal heartache?”

After hearing this, Zhang Wenwei was shocked, and Kong Buer showed his true feelings, and he turned out to be a kind man. I thought that I was just a bad person, so I was called a fool and an idiot, but this Kong Fuer, an ordinary person, had such a big heart and courage, it was a bit too great.

Thinking about what he has experienced, the most heartbreaking time was when he learned the news of the destruction of Tianlei Mountain. From then on, Zhang was afraid of doing things perfectly and not leaving any trouble behind, so as not to feel heartbroken again.

Tragic things happen at any time in the world. He doesn't have that much power to change the whole world. He is content with just trying to protect the people around him. But he didn't expect that an ordinary person would give him the feeling of looking up to him.

When people were in trouble, he would lend a helping hand and help wholeheartedly, but he never directly changed the world to make everyone better, as Kong Fuji said.

After thinking about it calmly, only by removing its root causes can all people be happy together. But what is the root cause? Is it selfish? greedy? A ** that will never be filled?

Zhang Ai was stunned and silent, thinking about the past and the way to become a god. He suddenly felt that he didn't have such big shoulders and couldn't bear the world. Maybe he shouldn't seek the way to become a god?

Kong Buer saw the difference in his expression and thought it was because he felt sad for himself. He forced a smile and said, "It is precisely because of my heartache that I know that time cannot be wasted. Otherwise, don't say you are sorry for yourself. Even your parents, wife and children will be sorry for you." ”

Zhang Wei let out an ooh and said softly: "Your name is well chosen." Fu Er, with such a mind, there are really few people in the world who can compare with him. What he was thinking at this moment was that it was a pity that all the hard work of cultivators all over the world had been in vain. What exactly was cultivating? What is it that goes against heaven and goes against the grain? Killing, stealing, and seizing someone's love for the so-called future, how is it any different from the worldly corrupt officials, robbers, and wealthy people?

Most of the cultivators in the world are cultivating for themselves. No one has thought about what they will do for the weak and suffering people after cultivating. Even if they are themselves, have they ever considered their feelings?

Kong Buer laughed when he heard the words: "What the hell, why did the name suddenly come up? My dear benefactor, why don't you pursue the path of cultivating immortals with me? If you succeed, I will create a perfect world..."

Zhang was afraid that he didn't listen to what he said next. His mind suddenly became empty and he began to think about the next question. How did the world under his feet come about? If it was created by the gods, what was their purpose in creating this world?

This unanswered question made him more and more confused as he thought about it, wondering if he could successfully transform into a god if he knew the purpose of the gods. But gods, are there really gods in this world?

Kong Buer called him: "My benefactor, my benefactor, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Awei shook his head and said with a wry smile: "You are really harmful to others. You just made me crazy with your words."

Kong Buer hurriedly argued: "How can I harm my benefactor? I'm not even willing to kill an ant, so how can I harm my benefactor?"

Zhang Ain laughed when he heard this: "If you don't hurt the ants, what are you doing with a sword?"

"We should be brave enough to wield swords in the world. If the jackals are in power, why don't we eliminate them? Doing good to evil people means doing evil to good people. It is a sin and a mistake!" Kong Buer said seriously.

Zhang Ain smiled and said: "Don't be so serious, it's just a joke. Where do you want to go? I'll send you there, but I won't go with you on the journey of cultivation." He meant that he had already achieved success in cultivation, and Kong Buer But she thought that he was at odds with her, so she pleaded: "What I am asking for is for the common good of the world, and it is an act of great kindness and righteousness. Why doesn't my benefactor join me, but wants to find another way?"

Zhang Awei shook his head: "You're overthinking it, let's get on the road." As he spoke, he pretended to roll up the blanket and put it on his back.

Kong Buer put the rattan basket on his back, put a small bundle on it and said, "Let's go."

A brave and kind-hearted ordinary person and a top-level master who has achieved great success are now walking on the same road to find immortals.

Zhang Ain has traveled to Shiwanda Mountain many times and has a slight understanding of the sects in it. They are from the mountains and have the pride of the people in the mountains. All they have learned and practiced are all the magician arts. There are few cultivation sects like the Han people that often have thousands or tens of thousands of people. Most of them are a dozen or dozens of people, and occasionally there are hundreds of people. It is already considered a large sect. In terms of the size of the sect, they are not as good as the barbarian warlocks in the North.

Kong Buer asked: "Where to go?" Zhang Ping said calmly: "I will follow you." He made up his mind and did not provide any clues. Kong Buer made the decision himself. He was only responsible for protection.

Kong Buer said: "Okay." He looked around and then said: "I saw it at dawn. There is a high mountain on the right, where should we go?" Zhang Wen agreed and the two of them started on their way.

As the old saying goes, it's like running a horse to death in the mountains. According to Kong Buer's walking speed, from dawn to dusk, he didn't even walk half of the distance. The mountains are still standing in the distance. They are still tall and tall, but they are only clearer than in the morning. .

Because he was devoted to seeking the truth, Kong Buer refused to rest on the road. He had to stop until night and muttered to Zhang Awei: "The mountain road is difficult, otherwise we would have arrived early. Tell me, how much have we walked during the day?" A detour?"

Of course, there are no straight roads in the mountains. There is basically no road. You have to make roads while walking and avoid dangerous places, so the speed is naturally much slower. Zhang Ain smiled and said: "That's how it is to seek the Tao. You see that the goal is right in front of you, but you don't know how many dangers are waiting for you, and you don't know how much wasted work you will have to do."

Kong Buer said loudly: "That's right. If Brother Zhang has wisdom, you might as well seek enlightenment with me." After getting along for a day, the two became a little familiar. It was also at Zhang Wen's request that Kong Buer changed his title. Call him Brother Zhang.

Zhang Ping smiled and said, "Don't worry about me for now. You need to become a master first." Kong Buer waved his hand vigorously: "With my perseverance, if a master accepts me as his disciple, there is no need to worry about this."

Zhang Awei shook his head lightly. This guy's self-confidence was too strong, and whispered: "Have a rest, we have to go on the road tomorrow."

Kong Buer said in surprise: "You don't want to eat? You didn't eat breakfast. How can you have the strength to climb the mountain if you don't eat?" He took out dry food and dried meat and sent it over. Zhang Wei shook his head. Lao Kong's dry food and dried meat had been in his basket for more than a month. It was a miracle that he could still eat it. How could it taste good? He said, "Don't eat it yet, wait for me." After that, he used Qinggong to dodge. I went into the woods, opened my storage bag and searched for a while, and finally found a relatively complete skinned sheep and brought it back.

Kong Buer's expression darkened when he saw the whole sheep, and he sighed: "Why bother the innocent goat and even peel off the skin?" Zhang Ai was stunned, but forgot that he was a kind man, and explained vaguely: "When I saw him It's dead." What he was talking about was that when he was buying meat at the market, Kong Buer thought that the goat was killed by a wild beast, and happened to be encountered by Zhang Wei. He forced a smile and said, "I was wrong to blame Brother Zhang. It's a blessing for us." As he spoke, he took the skinned sheep and pulled out his dagger to cut the mutton, watching its movements, which looked a little clumsy. He only forbids killing, but does not forbid eating meat. What a strange seeker.

Zhang Wen took a look and thought, this awesome man has never cooked before. I really don’t know how he survived in the past month. He said: "I'll do it, you go and light the fire." It was so late at night, but luckily It was dark and hazy, so Kong Buer didn't notice that there were no bite marks on the skinned sheep.

Kong Buer slapped his forehead: "Look at my brain, I forgot to light a fire." Regardless of the source of the mutton, it was still considered as eating fresh food and eating meat. Of course, I had to light a fire to eat cooked food. In the past, when I was walking alone in the mountains and forests, I would not dare to light a fire, let alone fresh meat, to avoid being attacked by wild beasts.