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Volume 1: The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 971: That Hell

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    Chapter 971: That Hell The old monk is really old. Meng Ge had to pay attention to this old monk from the time he said he was a devil. This sentence completely directed Meng Ge¡¯s fluctuating mood to the old monk.  .  The devil is still a devil in the Buddhist sect.  Anyone who knows a little bit about Buddhism knows that Buddhist disciples only have one attitude towards demons destroy them.  The head of the Buddha said that the Buddha represents the most true, good and beautiful things in human nature, while the devil is the opposite of the Buddha.  The existence of demons is to destroy this world.  But the Buddhist sect, which preaches kindness and tolerance, is extremely harsh in its attitude towards demons and has no room for return.  The old monk said he was a devil.  "You mean there is a demon in the Buddhist sect?" Meng Ge asked subconsciously.  "No" The old monk shook his head: "You would never imagine that the Buddha Sect was founded by a demon." "You talk too much." The voice suddenly sounded, as if it was in his ears.  After hearing this, the old monk not only had no fear, but smiled indifferently, raised his head and looked up: "You don't have to scare me, I am already so old, what do I have to be afraid of? I have been in this temple most of the time.  I¡¯m just waiting to die. Even if you kill me now, I won¡¯t have any regrets.¡± Brother Meng was surprised by the old monk¡¯s attitude. In his current understanding, this voice was supreme.  No one can question him, especially people from the Buddhist sect. How could they speak to "him" with such an attitude?  "I won't kill you because you are very useful." His voice was cold, and he returned to his emotionless attitude: "Even if you are very old, you are still very useful. But if you think your role can  It's wrong for you to do whatever you want. No one can do whatever you want in front of me. " "Yes you actually killed him a while ago It's terrible to think about it." The old monk shook his head: "You are indeed the best in this world.  You are supreme and no one can resist you. But there is a saying that you have never heard of. This is why so many people choose to resist you even though they know they will die.  You still have the courage to say bad things." "Do what you should do." After saying this, the voice disappeared again.  "Who is he?" Meng Ge asked urgently.  "He is a devil." The old monk glanced at Brother Meng with contempt: "Didn't I tell you just now How can you be the emperor when you are so stupid?" "I want to know what he is!  " Brother Meng roared out.  "Haha" The old monk couldn't help laughing: "What did you say he was? Aren't you afraid that he will kill you now?" Brother Meng said: "I suddenly understood that he also needs me for the time being." "  That¡¯s right!¡± The old monk smiled and nodded: ¡°You know some people are scary, but you don¡¯t need to be afraid of them at a certain time. That¡¯s when they need you, even if they don¡¯t like you, they will endure it.  Kill you. You came here to find an answer, and I¡¯m here to give you an answer. You see, I¡¯ve been saying bad things about him behind his back, but he still doesn¡¯t want to kill me.¡± ¡°Shut up,¡± the voice said again.  It sounded: "Are you forcing me to give up on you early?" The old monk chuckled: "It can't be much earlier. Don't I know that I am going to die of old age Don't be afraid of him. Ignore him. Let's talk about ourselves."  The old monk walked with Brother Meng and said: "What do you want to know most? Tell me quickly, you also saw that I am about to annoy him. If he can't help but kill me, I won't do anything.  Wouldn't it be a pity if I didn't tell you? Of course, everything I can tell you that you want to know is what he allows me to tell you. As for what he doesn't allow me to tell you, do you know how much I want to say, but I can't.  ¡­¡± ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡°Who created Buddhism? Isn¡¯t it King Maharaja?¡± Brother Kuoketai Meng sat upright, looking at the old monk with great concentration, waiting for the answer.  He asked several questions before, and the old monk answered some questions and others did not.  However, Brother Meng also analyzed something from this point, that is, he is still very important to that "him", otherwise that "he" would not have asked an old monk to receive him and explain some confusions to him.  .  At the same time, because of this, Brother Meng became more and more worried.  Because he found that "he" was giving something to himself, and these things were called secrets.  Yes, it¡¯s charity.  He used this secret to introduce himself?, and then you will really lose yourself.  However, the attraction of this secret is so great that Meng Ge even jumped into the trap even knowing that he would lose himself.  Once you know some secrets, you will become a puppet under him.  Puppet?  When he thought of these two words, Brother Meng suddenly laughed to himself.  Nothing to be afraid of, really nothing to be afraid of.  When Dairin Ming-oh was still alive, wasn't he just a puppet?  "Great Wheel Mysterious King?" The old monk curled his lips disdainfully: "When Great Wheel Bright King was here, you were a puppet controlled by him. How could Great Wheel Bright King not be a puppet controlled by him?" "Great Wheel Bright King is also a puppet?" Meng Meng  The brother was puzzled: "King Maharaja has lived for more than a thousand years, is he just a puppet?" "Yes" The old monk said slowly: "Not only is Maharaja his puppet, Buddha is just his creation.  A sect that controls people's hearts, and even the entire practice world was created by him. If you know when the Buddhist sect was established, and how long Maharaja Ming King lived, then you should also know the name of the person who founded the practice.  Right?" "Sang Luan?" Brother Meng asked.  "Yes, Sang Luan that is a stunningly beautiful person, and only someone like him can become the first chess piece." "Chess piece?" "Yes, chess piece." The old monk pointed at Brother Meng:  "You are a chess piece, and I am also a chess piece, but chess pieces and chess pieces are different. In his eyes, everyone in the world is a chess piece, but chess pieces also have different sizes. Relatively speaking, you are a big chess piece in his hand, and  I am also a big chess piece. Those ordinary people are too far behind you and me, and you and I are too far behind Sang Luan. How far is it from this star to that star?  " "Sang Luan is the first and biggest chess piece he controls in order to control the world. With the emergence of Sang Luan, the development direction of the entire world will also change. Without Sang Luan, there would be no cultivation.  If there were no practitioners, would this world still be the same as it is now?¡± This question was a bit awkward, and Brother Meng didn¡¯t understand it.  "The direction of the development of the world?" Meng Ge was silent for a long time, and suddenly understood something: "If there are no practitioners, then it will develop in another direction? What direction is that? A world without practitioners? Without practitioners,  No one can threaten the imperial power That is a good world." "How can you be the emperor if you are so stupid?" The old monk said this for the second time today, as if an old man was giving guidance to a child.  "If there are no practitioners in this world, then something else will naturally develop. Practitioners are powerful enough to control the world. Without practitioners, nothing else will control the world?" The old monk glanced at Meng Ge: "Of course, you imagine  It's normal if you don't, because you've become accustomed to the way this world exists. I'm too lazy to explain anything to you. I heard that there was an interesting young man in the Central Plains who saw through this, so he took an unusual path. If you have a chance.  If you see him, you might understand what I mean." "Who?" Brother Meng asked.  "The person you are about to face."     The old monk took a sip of tea and groaned softly.  He seemed to be enjoying every minute of it, and only someone as old as him would have the emotion to enjoy every minute.  "The words are a bit crooked. Now let me explain to you what Buddha Sect is. This is the task he gave me. He wants to tell you through my mouth why Buddha Sect appeared and why Maharaja Ming appeared.  Why does Sang Luan appear? When you know all this, you will understand that he is the ruler of this world. He is the ruler who cannot be disobeyed." Brother Meng listened carefully.  , no more questions.  The voice just now appeared again, reminding the old monk not to waste time.  "The development of the world always follows its own rules." The old monk cleared his throat: "When the earliest people appeared in this world, they had not yet developed wisdom and lived like wild beasts, eating raw flesh and blood and wrapping themselves in leaves. Such a period  , is the best time for people to start learning. At that time, people began to learn like whales, learning various life skills. People changed from beasts to humans, started to put on clothes, started to eat cooked food, and started to  Use tools.¡± After the old monk said this, he paused for a moment, as if he had something to say but couldn¡¯t. Brother Meng could clearly see the way his bones were stuck in his throat.    The old monk wanted to say but didn't dare. This expression made him look particularly uncomfortable.  "Forget it, let's get down to business" The old monk sighed: "Before this, he already existed. It can be said that he watched people appear and develop, and he just watched them coldly, never  He never intervened. At that time, he was really a god, at least watching the world with a cold eye. But more than a thousand years ago he suddenly stopped watching and directly intervened in the development of the world. "  "He told me that he had experienced real hell. He could not let hell come to this world again. He wanted people to explore in another direction. The old road was hell, and he wanted people to take a new road. Now I also  I firmly believe this, because I am also a practitioner. As long as I am a practitioner, I will believe that he is right after hearing what he said. Moreover, he also showed methat hell."  The old monk put away his previous arrogance and raised his head slightly to look up.  "So although I always have some disrespect for him, he is really a god. In any case, if he can change the course of the world, he is a god, right? In order for people to no longer experience such hell, he can be a god or incarnate into a god.  Devil. If you really want to know what hell is, I can take you to see it. After you see it, you can't help but think He is right."
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