"Old Ancestor! Are you okay?" Kaioshin asked with concern. The interests of the old Kaioshin are the interests of the entire Kaioshin Realm. As a living dictionary that has lived long enough, if there is any loss, , no one can afford this responsibility, and they ignored Zheng Pan's majesty and glared at him.
"It doesn't matter, okay, just say this to you, I will take action just once to show you how powerful I am." The old Kaioshin quickly wiped away the nosebleed, but the inside of his head was not clean, so the nosebleed It can't stop flowing out.
But who is the old Kaioshin? How can he be entangled over such a trivial matter? Of course, according to this method, his physical condition is also very dangerous. The old guy doesn't know what method he used. I just saw him humming hard, like He blew his nose as casually as he did, letting the grass under his feet be contaminated by blood.
The Kaioshin Realm also showed something different. The blood stains of the old Kaioshin disappeared without a trace in a short while. With such a function, no wonder it can maintain the environment so well. Everyone didn't know what the old Kaioshin and Zheng Pan were whispering, but when the old Kaioshin said that he was guaranteed, he looked at the frail body, and at the same time shook his head in his heart, and wanted this old man to go to the battlefield. , it is too sad, at this moment, because of the appearance of the old Kaioshin, his true essence is ignored.
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking! When did I say that I was going to go to the battlefield!" the old Kaioshin said angrily, what are these bastards holding in their heads? Every old man in the family is like a treasure, they Do you really want this old man like yourself to die? It's hopeless. Forget it, no wonder they, a group of young people, don¡¯t think as much as an old man like me. After all, I have traveled more roads than they have eaten grains of rice
"What do you mean, ancestor?" Kaio Shen asked boldly, not knowing why.
"I have a way to develop a person's full potential in a short period of time." Potential is invisible and intangible, but everyone believes in this the most. Without potential, the value of force is limited, and even if you work hard, it will be in vain. People have more or less potential, and not many people can really tap into their own potential. For example, some people have low foundations and see others standing in a higher place than themselves. No matter what they do, they are always stepped on, so they give up on themselves. They say it¡¯s not good, has no potential, and has nothing to cultivate
You really ask yourself, do you really understand what your potential is? Without finding the right direction, of course there will be no good results. The most important thing for a person is to see himself clearly. Unfortunately, this world has the most people like this.
"Ancestor, are you telling the truth? Is it really possible to do that kind of thing?" Kaioshin asked in surprise. He has been a Kaioshin for so long, but he has never heard of Kaioshin triggering other people. The power of potential, or is he ignorant?
"It's only normal that you don't know, otherwise I wouldn't have any room to survive." The old Kaioshin saw everyone's expressions, and he was filled with pride. With just this hand, he could get anywhere. This ability, It didn't originally belong to him, but was the ability of the old witch back then. Because of Portala's earrings, the two merged, and the old witch's personality disappeared, leaving behind this unsightly body and weird abilities. The old world Wang Shen himself didn¡¯t know whether this was a blessing or a curse.
The handsome self back then is no longer there. Now, even if he washes his face, he is unwilling to look at the water for fear of seeing his own face. It¡¯s not that he has never thought about changing his current situation, but let¡¯s not say whether he can do this. If he can do it, even if he can do it, he will definitely pay a huge price.
"Yeah!" The old Kaioshin suddenly frowned, and then ran directly to Klin's side. Klin was famous for being short. The old Kaioshin finally regained some confidence, but this guy in front of him actually He rejected himself from the bottom of his heart. What does it mean to be an old liar? Does this guy really know who is standing in front of him?
"What are you doing?" Klin was slightly timid and took half a step back. He looked at the face of the old Kai¨shin getting closer and closer, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"You don't believe it." The old Kaioshin said solemnly.
"Is there any basis for what you say? How do you want me to believe it?" Klin said what he thought instead, and he wouldn't be missing a piece of meat anyway. Klin's doubts are actually in the hearts of most people, especially Earthlings. The three Earthlings present, Klin, Yin Cha, and Tianjin Fan, I don't know whether they are Earthlings or not. What is three eyes? The descendant of the clan, who knows what it is, his third eye does not seem to have any specific tricks except for its auxiliary function, let alone dumplings, it is a superpower.
Living on earth, even if you don¡¯t get involved in officialdom or do business, even if you are in the circle of ordinary people, counterfeiting is inevitable, right? Even seasoned veterans cannot tell the difference between true and false, let alone empty talk. Wouldn't a Kaioshin understand such a simple truth?
?Sigh. "The little novice monk looked compassionate.
"Is the master so sure?" Zheng Pan asked. The little novice monk rarely raised his head to look at it, and after a long while, he lowered his head and said slowly: "As the saying goes, causes can be born, and effects are born. If there is a cause, there must be an effect, and if there is an effect, there must be a cause. Since the donor has this confidence, he must also have The way to deal with it is for the sake of the poor monk."
"Master, it won't be so simple here. Just give me a heads up, right?" Zheng Pan was ready to move. If the other party really didn't have more to say, he would be disappointed. If the other party still had more to say, then there would definitely be something to play for.
"What do you want?" After a long time, the little novice monk saw that Zheng Pan had no intention of leaving and asked with a wry smile.
"Power." Simple and clear, but too general.
"What is strength?" Zheng Pan frowned, why do some people always ask such a useless topic, what is strength, Zheng Pan really couldn't answer for a while.
"Why do we need strength?" the little novice monk continued.
¡°Of course it¡¯s to make myself stronger.¡± Zheng Pan replied without thinking.
"What is strong?" "Strong is strong when it reaches a certain level; strong when no one can surpass itAt the same time, we must not forget the power of a strong heart."
The last point was something Zheng Pan thought about for a long time before adding because he thought it was necessary. Of course, the so-called necessity was also for the sake of the people in front of him.
The little novice monk's expression remained unchanged. When he heard the last sentence, he gave Zheng Pan a meaningful look and then said: "Don't you think you are not strong enough? Since you understand the principle of being strong, you should naturally know who you are. Looking down from your position, you can see that most of the people are included, aren't you satisfied?"
"Nature is not satisfied. Everyone has desires. Not to mention whether there is an end, at least I haven't reached it yet. What I want is for the remaining few people to be able to stand at the top and look down on all living beings, even if it is too cold to stand at a high place. , how can we know? What do you think? Master?"
"Haha, I can't give you anything directly. What's important is for you to discover it yourself. Just now you also said that when you can really master the power of the heart, then you will be really powerful. I can give it to you. Yes, that's all." The little novice monk said calmly.
"No, I've been talking to you for so long, and just because of these few words of yours, you think you are the boss!" Zheng Pan said secretly in his heart, but on the surface he had not revealed anything.
"I know you are dissatisfied. Let's do this. If you have any questions, I can try my best to answer them."
¡°It¡¯s really not interesting, just a few questions?¡±
"Then what else do you want?" the young novice said with a bitter smile.
¡°Give me something practical?¡± Zheng Pan asked tentatively.
"You are in Baoshan and don't know it. Who is to blame!"
"What do you mean?" Zheng Pan asked strangely. The little novice monk shook his head, and with one move of one hand, a bright lotus emerged from the palm of his hand, the petals spread out, and a golden bead suddenly appeared on the rosette.
"What's this?"
"Of course it's for you, open your mouth."
"ah¡¡"
The little novice monk moved his finger, and the beads on the rosette flew into Zheng Pan's mouth with a whooshing sound.
"okokokok¡¡"
It's stuck. It's fine and suddenly it's stuck. What kind of thing is this? I slap my chest hard, and the thing seems to take root on the ground and grow directly on my throat. No matter you slap, knock, spit, or vomit, With no other choice, he had no choice but to turn to the other party for help. However, the next moment Zheng Pan was shocked. Where was the little novice monk? He ran away without saying a word. It was so irresponsible!