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"Cactus? Ha ha There are no immortals in the world. The cactus are all powerful monks. After they have strong strength, they begin to self praise them. They have a level of honor to fool the world. The immortals who can be named as the world of vulgarity are all monks who have no real foothold in the world of monks. They can only fool ordinary people and find a little value of self existence. Truly powerful monks "It is the existence of the world's moving face, which is false and true."

The word "cactus" also exists in the mainland of Zhuque. But at first, many people worship it. However, with the powerful people in the land of Zhuque, they will pull the hypocritical faces of these immortals away and step on their feet to make the monks know the tricks of the guys who play hypocrisy faces.

They are only some non inflow existence in the upper space. If they can not mix in the upper space, they come to the bottom space to dominate the king. Just like the worst students in grade one, it is better than kindergarten, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

"Is that true?" Tang Qing swallowed his saliva and felt his world view was subverted at once, no It should be the legendary idea of gods and demons. It's incredible not only that it exists, but it is still.

Sikong nodded softly: "that's exactly what it is, the martial arts are a starting point for monks, and ordinary people are also a starting point for martial arts. Each step of practice represents the strength of each step by step and explores the mystery of heaven and earth step by step. However, this road is destined to be endless, powerful forces can be obtained, destroying the earth, life and death As long as you can live, as long as you can continue to live, then one day, you can get it. "

"It's just this road, full of too much loneliness and loneliness. Many times, you will find yourself just a person, like abandoned children by heaven and earth, walking in the sky and earth, and those friends are passing by with the passage of years. Those once familiar East and West are changing in their eyes, and you can't help but look at it, That loneliness and loneliness, you are enjoying also bear. "

"Ordinary people yearn to become powerful martial arts, and martial arts people want to become more powerful monks. Monks yearn for their ability to stand in the heaven and earth to subvert and overlook the world. But everyone who sees each other is good, but does not see each other's bad, just as the same city people want to go out, outside the city people want to come into the city, the result is that

Thousands of years of practice, so that the half language of Sikong emotion a lot, but at least will not be confused, because he has his own ideas, has his own practice value. However, these words will not tell Tang Qing and Ren Tianxin, because if they embark on this road, they will support their cultivation, not what they find.

It's a long lonely road.

"You can have two choices: one is the way I teach you to be a martial, the other is the path of a monk. Neither road is so easy to go. I hope you can think about it clearly."

Being a warrior indicates that their living environment is the earth, but the words of monks are infinite. The gap between them, they have said so much, it must have felt in their hearts.

Ren Tianxin was silent and half loud, and his voice was a little hoarse and low. "Mr. Sikong, can the monk reverse life and death? Can the dead be raised? "

Si Kong half words heard words, eyes on Ren Tianxin, that look, that downturn, he seems to see the original himself, because he once, for a time, also for this answer and around to explore, finally became his endless obsession.

"I'm not sure, but there is a underworld between the heaven and the earth. All souls after the death of the world will enter this world. Whether it is a monk or a common person, it will reverse life and death. If you can find the entrance to the underworld, it will not be empty talk, including resurrection."

"Where is the entrance to the underworld? Do you know? "

"I am looking for it, only to sense its existence, but where the entrance is, I have not found it, but I believe one day, I can find it."

Ren Tianxin looked at the look of Sikong half language, and then he was silent, and his eyes showed a poor color, because he found that he and Sikong half language were the same people who had fallen from the end of the world.

"I believe I will find it." Ren Tianxin finished, stood up, and knelt down to the half language of Sikong, and knocked three loud heads.

"Meet Master."

Si Kong Half language looked at the action of Ren Tianxin, and said nothing. After teaching his skills, this name is worthy of all. After all, the path of the monk needs him to lead Ren Tianxin to continue, and the earth is not his destination.

Tang Qing looks down on his knees to Ren Tianxin, some struggle in his heart, monk? Cactus? These subversive cognitive existence, he did not expect to appear in his own world one day, but as Sikong half said, the presence of beautiful appearance, not as good as he imagined.

"Boss, can you tell me how the life of the nun will be?" After a little silence, Tang Qing asked a little.

"Learn to be lonely, get used to loneliness, enjoy loneliness. This is the life of the monk. " Perhaps this question, even in the mainland of the sparrow, only those who overlook all the strong can answer it! But the original Qi half language, also did not have the qualification to answer this question, but after the death and death catastrophe, Sikong half language all saw a lot, more understand a lot of the things that were confused before.Maybe a leaf is blocked, maybe he didn't want to understand that at that time!

"Learn to be lonely, get used to loneliness, enjoy loneliness. Ha ha It's interesting. " Tang Qing smiled, and the color of interest flashed between eyebrows.

"The world of ordinary people, I have been through more than ten or twenty years, although I dare not say to see through, but also know a lot, since so, naturally have to see a more bizarre world is."

Speaking of this, Tang Qing stood up and knelt down at Ren Tianxin's side: "meet Master."

Looking at Tang Qing's choice, Sikong half language did not know why, some sighs, some poor. Perhaps what he didn't hope was that Tang Qing would choose this way. Sometimes he knew too much, saw too much, understood too much, not necessarily a good thing, but would become a burden. But he had made it clear that the monks had said it. They still chose this way. Only to say, it belongs to their lives!

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