"What''s next? What are you going to do? Continue to travel around the Jianghu with the old liar?" Zhang Han asked casually.
Zhang Xiaofan''s face was stunned. With a look of distress and grief on his dull face, he asked for help, "the Puzhi holy monk preached and benefited from his work, which was a great favor to me, but he slaughtered the whole village and had a great hatred for me... Elder martial brother Zhang, what do you think I should do?"
When Zhang Han heard the speech, he couldn''t help falling into silence and didn''t know how to answer for a moment.
Throughout the whole original work, Zhang Xiaofan''s fate is extremely bumpy and twists, and he has tasted great sorrow and pain, but from beginning to end, he has never thought about avenging anyone. With such a benevolent and compassionate attitude, Zhang Han asked himself that he couldn''t do it at all.
After a long silence, Zhang Hancai slowly said, "you ask me, I don''t know what to do. But if I were you, I must take revenge!"
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, rubbed his hands and said, "but the Puzhi God monk has died for many years. What else can we talk about revenge?"
Is it necessary to dig out his bones to frustrate the bones and ashes?
Zhang Xiaofan felt terrible when he only thought about this kind of thing that was stabbed in his spine, and it was impossible to put it into action.
"Do you think it is the Puzhi monk who caused you to fall into such a miserable situation? If you want to seriously calculate, yes! Nor is it! In my opinion, Puzhi is just the embodiment of this rotten world.
What you should really hate is this stubborn and decadent system. It is the existence of the door estrangement that finally creates your pain! "
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan''s face at a loss, he didn''t seem to understand the meaning of his words. Zhang Han smiled coldly and burst into a frightening light in his eyes.
"Think about it. If the Puzhi monk went to Qingyun Mountain, immortal daoxuan promised to practice with Buddhism and Taoism, and the two families participated in the mystery of Wuchang''s life together, would something happen later?"
Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and suddenly understood Zhang Han''s meaning. However, he shook his head and smiled bitterly at the thought of the importance that each gate party attached to his Taoism.
Just listen to Zhang Han, "Also, after the massacre in Caomiao village, Puzhi has rushed back to Tianyin temple and told the truth to Guru Puhong. If Tianyin temple is willing to lay down its body, sacrifice some illusory reputation, go to Qingyun gate to admit its mistake, and then receive you and Lin Jingyu''s two orphans to Tianyin temple, preach your Dharma practice and compensate for your mistakes, will you still be so distressed?"
"The right way and the evil way. The expedition and killing have lasted for thousands of years. In the final analysis, the vast majority of people in this world are tired of fame and can''t get rid of it. Do you think we should take revenge on this rotten world?"
Some sonorous words sounded like morning bells and evening drums, which made Zhang Xiaofan dizzy, his eyes red, and even his breathing became urgent. He only felt that the sea of his heart was surging up, stirring his thoughts, and could not calm down at all.
Before that, no one had ever helped him analyze the cause and effect of the whole thing, and he had been living in ignorance, living in a muddle, drifting with the tide, and bearing the pain and suffering of invading the bone marrow alone.
Now I suddenly find that it''s not me, it''s the world! It''s this decadent, poisonous and stubborn system!
If you don''t have such serious opinions, immortal daoxuan is willing to take out the Taiji Xuanqing path and understand it together with the great Brahma Prajna of Puzhi... If Tianyin Temple hears the truth of the slaughter of Caomiao village and comes to admit its mistake, how can there be subsequent twists and turns?
Thinking, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly ran away. He stared at his bloodshot eyes, clenched his fists and gasped, "elder martial brother Zhang, you''re right. I want revenge! Revenge on the world!"
Not far away, Xiao Huan grabbed the corner of Zhou Xian''s clothes and looked at them in horror.
I just feel that Xiaofan''s brother''s temperament has changed greatly, and she is no longer the dull and silent young man. The extremely cold face, like a shadow, obscures her young heart, which makes her terrified, and she can''t help worrying.
Beside him, the fairy stroked his beard, sighed, was silent and didn''t say a word.
After a long time, Zhang Xiaofan gradually calmed down from his excitement. Suddenly, he raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. He asked awkwardly, "elder martial brother Zhang, I want revenge, but how should I revenge?"
If the object of revenge is a concrete existence, such as someone or something, then it is to draw a knife and kill it. However, he is quite distressed by the illusory and abstract concept of "revenge on the world".
Not only do you worry about how to revenge, but also to what extent is revenge successful? Do you want to destroy the world
Zhang Xiaofan raised his hand to cover his face and dared not think any more.
Just looking at the other party''s expression, he knew that he wanted to fork over. Zhang Han took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and patiently explained,
"As I said just now, the object of your revenge is this rigid system that has lasted for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years. Since all major sects regard their own true formula of Taoism so seriously, you can poke it out. It''s best to print it into a book and spread it all over the world. Everyone in the whole Shenzhou continent has a share."
"Or simply find a mountain, establish a sect and recruit a wide range of disciples. Regardless of age, qualification, people or demons, there are no classes. The true dharma of Taoism and Buddhism can be selected at will and practiced as they like."
Zhang Han paused slightly and said with a sneer, "think about it. If everyone in the whole mainland of China could know Taiji Xuanqing Dao and great Brahma Prajna, would Qingyun gate and Tianyin temple still cherish themselves? Would there be such a deep view of family? Besides, you happen to be both the two true dharmas of Buddhism and Taoism. This thing is tailor-made for you!"
Hearing the broad blueprint depicted in Zhang Han''s mouth, Zhang Xiaofan widened his eyes in shock and imagined that everyone would know the two divine skills and methods of Buddhism and Taoism. He couldn''t help shaking and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
After a long silence, he hesitated and asked, "is this... Too much? After all, Qingyun gate treats me well, and senior brothers and sisters are excellent... Moreover, if you pass on the divine arts and Taoism to people with evil intentions, wouldn''t it indirectly help the tyranny?"
Zhang Han skimmed his lips and disdained to say, "you''re wrong. If someone''s mind is wrong, even if you don''t pass on the Taoist and magical skills to him, he will take a kitchen knife to harm others. Besides, if everyone in the whole continent can practice, at that time, everyone had the same starting point. Won''t the victims fight back?"
"That''s what I did in the blood refining hall."
In recent years, whenever someone makes a contribution, Zhang Han will give the true formula of Taoism. Most of them are Taiji Xuanqing Taoism and great Brahma Prajna. Those who make a great contribution will even get a Book of heaven.
The blood refining hall has sprung up rapidly and fiercely. It not only chews a piece of meat from the three old giants of the demon cult, but also has a growing reputation. It has a tendency to surpass them. The skill given by Zhang Han has played a great part in helping.
Not only that, the blood refining hall is overbearing and cruel to the outside, but quite harmonious to the inside.
On weekdays, it is not uncommon for new people and old people to discuss Taoism and practice with each other, or even talk to each other, and directly give what they can.
It can be said that in the past three years, Taiji Xuanqing Dao and great Brahma Prajna have become the basic Taoism of the blood refining hall, and almost everyone knows it.
For this matter, old da asked Zhang Han whether to prohibit his disciples from spreading their knowledge to each other, but Zhang Han refused.
In his opinion, these divine arts and Taoism are equivalent to mathematics and chemistry in previous lives. If they are not popularized, how can there be progress?
Don''t you see, the book of heaven has been created for thousands of years. Thousands of monks in the whole mainland of China have practiced under this framework, and there is no breakthrough at all.
If you are so complacent, you may not be able to find an expert in Taiqing for thousands of years, let alone become an immortal and a Buddha!
"I know you are kind-hearted. Even if you have pain in your heart, most of you like to hold back and don''t want to hurt others, let alone hurt your former school."
Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was still hesitant, Zhang Han couldn''t help saying in a loud voice, "but what do you think is true benevolence? Building tents and porridge to help refugees? Or building bridges and roads to benefit the countryside? Wrong! Those are small favors, small benevolence and small righteousness!"
"What I said just now is the real great kindness and righteousness! It can not only revenge your great hatred, but also benefit the common people and be loved by future generations!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked shocked and didn''t understand. He was talking about revenge. How could he skew the building?
On the contrary, the young boss not far behind was suddenly surprised, and his heart was filled with Zhang Han''s broad mind and bearing.
I can''t help feeling ashamed when I thought of trying to stop my disciples from discussing the practice of Taoism. Compared with the two, my level is still too low!
Zhang Han pointed to himself, then pointed to the other side, and explained, "I have an apple. I gave it to you, or an apple. But I have a skill that I passed on to you. That''s two skills!"
"Think about it. There are thousands of creatures in mainland China. Everyone can practice Taoism and divine skills. They are not afraid of disease, cold and heat. They can live dozens or hundreds of years longer. Isn''t it a great merit?"
Imagining the grand scene of the future, Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fist and turned very red. He said with emotion, "what elder martial brother Zhang said is very true. From now on, I will be the forerunner of preaching and learning!"
Zhang Han smiled, put his hand in the center of the other party''s eyebrows and passed the three volumes of heavenly books he knew to him. Then he said, "if you have nowhere to go, you can come to the blood refining hall. Goodbye!" after saying this, he turned and left.
When I first came to kill the immortal world, I robbed his soul devouring fan. Now I return three volumes of his heavenly book, which can be regarded as a debt between the two. As for which step Zhang Xiaofan will go in the future, it depends on his own nature!
At the moment, Zhang Xiaofan only felt that his head was dizzy, and the big golden words appeared one by one, which made his brain painful. He didn''t even know when Zhang Han left.
On the side of the road, Zhou Xian silently stared at the increasingly blurred figure and sighed, "I only heard how the devil did evil and set off a bloody storm before. Now I know that his insight is far beyond the world by listening to his words. If there is a day when everyone can practice Taoism, I will willingly call him ''Taoist ancestor''!"
"Why, I also think elder martial brother Zhang''s idea is right?" Zhang Xiaofan returned to his mind and couldn''t help asking.
"It''s more than right. It''s enlightening and enlightening!"
Zhou Yixian sighed again and then reminded, "Xiao Fan, if you act according to what he said, you will certainly attract hatred and pursuit from Qingyun gate and Tianyin temple. If you can''t do anything, join the blood refining hall. It''s always more convenient to have helpers and backers."
"Well, I see!"
Unknowingly, the sunset gradually sank into the horizon. In this ordinary day, the gear of fate turned again, pushing Zhang Xiaofan onto a road different from the past.
……
The vast sea, waves rolling, wave after wave surged to the huge rocks on the coast.
Boom!
Every time a huge wave strikes, it is a dull sound like thunder. The water spray rises high in the air and reflects colorful light in the sun.
A water-green figure stood quietly on the huge rock, facing the sea, facing the slightly salty sea wind, floating in clothes and skirts, suddenly like a fairy coming out of the picture, dazzling in beauty.
However, the fairy like beauty was saying bad things in her mouth, angrily cursing someone.
"Damn it! What is this? Qingyun Mountain Tongtian peak? It''s clearly Liubo mountain that once captured Kui cattle! That damn bastard! Is it so fun to play with Miss Ben?"
"Liubo mountain is thousands of miles away from Changhe city. I don''t have any dry food with me. I''m going to starve now! Blame that bastard! Don''t let Miss Ben catch it, otherwise... Hum!"
The more Baguio said, the more angry she became. The jade like little hand clenched into a fist. The full crisp chest rose and fell, lined with a concave and convex figure, it was more beautiful and graceful.
For a long time, Baguio seemed tired of scolding. Only then did she resist the magic weapon, turn into a green light and fly away in the direction of the mainland of China.