Besides, the brain dies without oxygen in a few minutes, and even if you can replace someone else's brain, can that person's brain come back to life?

Zhang Wenbo pondered for a moment and said: The so-called brain death is just a doctor's statement, and the brain stops working does not necessarily mean that it is broken.

The doctors didn't solve the problem of death, so their theory is not a guideline for me to follow, and I'll talk to you when they can turn the dead into the living.

What I am studying now is something deeper, and the doctor's knowledge of muscles and bones is stronger than mine, but what I study is the essence and spirit, which is the immaterial product, one is the internal cause, the other is the external cause, one is the void, and the other is the reality.

Medical skills are the study of the human body, and no matter how clever medical skills are, they are only medicine, which has limitations and can only belong to the category of 'art'.

Spiritual power, on the other hand, is the study of a relatively illusory thing, and the virtual must not exist?

Not necessarily.

For example, in ancient times, people did not know that there was air for a long time, and in the eyes of human beings at that time, air was empty.

Spiritual power is like a legendary immortal law, and it already belongs to the category of 'Dao', although it is only a legend, it may not be impossible to do it.

Life is inherently mysterious, but where does it come from?

Did it really evolve from a single cell?

Even if it is evolved, isn't it magical? The wonder is not much lower than the immortal method.

For example, biologists believe that humans were transformed from monkeys, so why are the monkeys that exist today still monkeys?

Don't they want to become human?

I feel that this question is a bit far-fetched, at least I don't agree with it.

Qi Zhen finally had a chance to interject, and said with a smile: It seems that you want to ask the immortal to ask, and you won't be a monk in the future, right?

Zhang Wenbo shook his head: No, because I can't bear you, in fact, why do cultivators have to become monks?

Now I understand somewhat of their intentions.

They believe that family affection and love for family will interfere with their cultivation, and it is a kind of fetters that will make it impossible for them to concentrate on cultivation with peace of mind.

But what they don't understand is that cultivation is not just sitting still and dreaming, but also that the improvement of mental power also requires a kind of reaction force to progress, and only by overcoming these emotions can it be improved.

For example, if a person wants to enhance his physical strength, he will lift a heavy object, and only by constantly exerting force beyond the weight of the heavy object will the strength be enhanced, if he only moves his limbs empty-handed, then it is not called exercise but activity.

I understand my situation a little bit now, since I had this gas in my body, in fact, I have been cultivating, but I just don't know it.

For example, in the harsh environment of the desert, I endured loneliness, homesickness, and the age of young Muai, and I had to endure love for the opposite sex.

To overcome these emotions, there is only hard suffering, and what does it take to endure?

It takes willpower, and willpower is also a kind of mental power, which means that I have been exercising mental power.

It wasn't until later that the gas in the body was more abundant, and then encountered a life and death crisis, and at the critical moment, out of life instinct, the body's potential was stimulated, resulting in a major breakthrough in the body.

In fact, my death crisis was not so simple, if I were an ordinary person, I would have grown grass on my grave by now.

Of course, it is no longer buried, it has long been gone.

In fact, I have inadvertently crossed the threshold of death, death may not be the end of life, and the past is a new beginning.

Of course, it takes strength, and most people don't have a way to overcome death, so they all die, but I'm still alive.

What does this mean?

It means that there is more than one ending to death.

Qi Zhen nodded sympathetically, staring at her husband and continuing to talk about life and death, as if listening to an interesting story.

Zhang Wenbo said to Qi Zhen with a smile: I can proudly say to you now, your husband is no longer an ordinary person, he is a master who can't die by hanging, and he is only half a step away from the gods, so you'd better keep enough respect for me in the future.

Qi Zhen also smiled and asked: How can it be regarded as respect for you? It doesn't mean that I want to change my mouth to call you Master Zhang Wenbo, right?

Then call herself a little woman, and then serve you tea and water every day?

Zhang Wenbo pinched his chin and thought about it: You don't have to be like this, your status as a queen will not be shaken, and I have no intention of usurping the throne, please rest assured, but you also want to show me the intention of promotion, right?

There are so many positions in the family, you have taken care of government affairs, do you let me take care of the finances?

Qi Zhen also pretended to think about it for a while before saying with a smile: It's not impossible, wait until you take half a step away from the immortals.

This king is sleepy, so let's discuss it here today.

Speaking of this, I couldn't bear it, and I covered my mouth and chuckled lightly before continuing the identity of the queen I played just now: Xiao Zhangzi, wait for this king to go to bed, and by the way, ask again, when do you plan to take that half step?

Zhang Wenbo replied uncertainly: Actually, I don't know, but I do have this idea, how can I know if I don't try?

I'll tell you when I'm done, and ask Your Majesty to change your clothes.

Qi Zhen asked again: How sure are you?

Zhang Wenbo said: It's hard to say now, but I can tell you for sure that I'm not a baseless fool, but I'm also a stranger who was hung up but didn't die.

I'm not as desperate for death as ordinary people, it's just that now my mental strength is not enough, so I want to think about the idea of improvement, otherwise where would I get so much spirit to talk to you so much?

Qi Zhen asked: Then have you thought about what to do?

Zhang Wenbo said: Let's try to make a few elderly people healthier, if it really works, it proves that my ideas are not utopian, and it is time to practice step by step.

Qi Zhen asked: Which step to practice first?

Zhang Wenbo smiled evilly and said: Of course, start from my shortcomings, my shortest point is that my resistance to women is too weak, let's start practicing control from you, and when I turn a blind eye to you, it's almost over.

After speaking, Qi Zhen had already been picked up by the waist, and just about to speak, her lips were also blocked.

Now Zhang Wenbo has also started to work, but Zhang Wenbo is now in a very detached position in the company, which makes people not know what to do to him.

It stands to reason that he doesn't have any position now, but he is better than when he was a manager, no one dares to say about him, let alone the word fire, even the general manager now dreams of Zhang Wenbo resigning, and then he broke out in a cold sweat.

In addition to being in awe of his sales results, everyone is puzzled, this Nima can sell at least one car every day, or this kind of luxury vehicle with millions of moves, this is really unreasonable.

The entire sales department, from the manager to the newcomer, has followed him to see what sales secrets he has, and then learn a hand.

As a result, everyone was even more puzzled after reading it, this product didn't even show a smile, and his expression was flat, as if someone else was begging him to buy a car.

There's nothing worth learning from what you say, just introduce the car and you're done.

But the person who bought the car just ate his set, his face was full of fascination as if he was listening to the Bible, and after listening to it, he did not hesitate to swipe the card to pay the bill, and the honest and obedient seemed to be paying a fine in the traffic police force.