Has the forging body been raised?

In the field, Chen Mo, who was practicing the pile, suddenly felt a lot of information in his mind, and his body was warm as if he was soaked in warm water, and a touch of joy flashed on his face, half a month has passed since he began to follow Uncle Wang to stand on the pile, and the gods in his mind have finally reacted, and his persistence has finally paid off?

The exhaustion of the body was swept away after that warmth, Chen Mo was ready to stand for a while, maybe this time he could extend the time of standing to half an hour, according to Uncle Wang, if he could hold on for half an hour, he could start teaching himself the stick method.

"Dung Lang, why are you still standing here?" Da Lang quickly passed by, and at the same time did not forget to turn around and remind: "The immortals of the Taiping Sect are here, why don't you go and see it!" ”

"How did the gods come to us?" Chen Mo hesitated when he heard this, and finally gave up continuing to practice calligraphy, and ran with Da Lang, and asked at the same time.

In Chen Mo's heart, the immortals are all high, and the county seat is where people should stay, how could they come to this village.

"I heard that I came to preach, but I don't know." Da Lang was already a little gasping and said impatiently.

Missionary? Do you teach the Immortal Method?

Chen Mo didn't quite understand, and he was somewhat looking forward to it, not knowing if the god in his mind could be above learning the immortal method, if he could, wouldn't it mean that he also had a chance to become an immortal? Just thinking about it, Chen Mo felt a little excited.

After about a quarter of an hour of running from the field back to Lizhong, a large group of people had gathered in a vacant lot at the entrance of the village, where there were no people on weekdays, and today the more than 60 households in the entire village have almost arrived.

"Uncle Cai, have you seen my mother?" Chen Mo searched for a long time, but he didn't see his mother's figure, so he came to Uncle Cai with some doubts and asked.

"Your mother said that she would take care of the house and prepare dinner for you, so she didn't come." Uncle Cai shook his head, pulled Chen Mo to sit on the ground and said, "Come, sit here." ”

Chen Mo actually wanted to go back and bring his mother to listen to it, maybe he could learn some immortal methods to completely cure the root of his mother's illness, but seeing that the altar had already been opened, Chen Mo didn't want to leave, so he could only sit down with Uncle Cai, watching several people in Taoist robes open the altar there, waving wooden swords, and saying some words that he didn't understand.

"Uncle Cai, these people are also immortals?" After Chen Mo looked at it for a while, he lowered his head and asked Uncle Cai, how do you feel that these people are more like butchers than Zheng Tu? This is simply contrary to the imaginary image of the fairy wind bone.

"How can a man judge by his appearance?" Uncle Cai shook his head when he heard this.

Chen Mo thought about Zheng Tu, Uncle Wang, as well as the man in the post house in the city and the old man named Liu Lao, and nodded in agreement, those who are good-looking may not be good people, but those who are vicious, but are mostly good people, and they don't bother with the problem of appearance at the moment, and they begin to listen to these immortals talk about immortal law.

"The way of heaven is supposed to be fair, but why are there all kinds of injustices in this world? Those wealthy families can be born with fine clothes and food, and can study, but we have to go through all kinds of difficulties, but we can't have them in our lifetime, why is this? The man in the robe did not teach any immortal arts, but began to speak some great truths.

Many people nodded frequently when they heard this, indeed, in this world, the gap between people is too big, if you don't go outside, only in this acre and three points of land may not be felt, but if you have been to the city, how much can you feel the gap, some people are born rich and noble, but most people are like them, need to work hard to farm, busy for a year, but can only make a living, encounter a small disaster, may directly let the family completely finished.

Chen Mo felt that something was wrong, but it seemed to be very reasonable, and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

"Because the heavens are dead!" The Taoist watched everyone's emotions being mobilized, suddenly raised his voice, and said loudly: "Because the sky is dead, some people are not kind to the rich, because the sky is dead, so the world is full of disasters, because the sky is dead, so those wealthy families can sit on thousands of acres of fertile land, and can have countless grains, meat, and wealth without labor, while we may starve to death and freeze to death in winter because we have no food!" ”

The sky is dead? Chen Mo looked at the impassioned Taoist in a daze, and couldn't help but look at the sky, this sky...... Will you die too?

If the heavens are dead, will the man still live?

Also, How did Tian die?

"All things are born to support people, and all things should belong to everyone, but they are used by a few people for their own use, and the majority of people have to struggle for survival, why?" The voice of the 'immortal' became more and more excited, and Chen Mo felt that he seemed to be a little excited.

"This innate all things should be distributed to all people fairly, but now they are occupied by those who are not virtuous, and ignoring the life and death of all sentient beings is to punish the unkind and unvirtuous with disasters from heaven, which is a warning to the world......"

Is the sky alive again?

Chen Mo looked at the villagers around him with excited faces, and felt that there was something wrong with his concern, but the other party had clearly said that the sky was dead, and since he was dead, how could he come out again to punish the calamity?

However, seeing that the people around him didn't seem to care about this, Chen Mo felt that he might have thought too much, after all, these elders didn't react, and he might not have understood the true meaning.

Pressing the doubts in his heart, Chen Mo began to continue to listen to the lecture with an open mind, but he really couldn't have the same excited resonance as the people around him, and even a little disappointed, it seemed that these 'immortals' were not as powerful as they imagined, and the altar was more like an ornament than it was used to worship at the beginning, what was it used for? Chen Mo didn't know.

The afternoon was spent in the impassioned speeches of these 'immortals', and in the end, Chen Mo did not see any immortal arts, which made him very disappointed, but when the talisman water was finally distributed, Chen Mo was a little excited to carry his empty food jar over, watching those 'immortals' gods babble a mantra, and then wrote a rune paper with chicken blood to burn, and threw the ashes into the food jar......

Can this thing really heal?

Chen Mo suddenly became extremely suspicious, just watching the surrounding villagers leave with their respective utensils with a happy face, and Chen Mo also returned home with these divine waters.

"Mo'er, what is this?" Looking at the water that Chen Mo poured out for herself, Chen's mother was puzzled.

"Those talismans given by immortal masters say that they can cure all diseases, mother, is there really something in this world that can cure all diseases?" Chen Mo, who had seen the process of making rune water, was a little skeptical about the efficacy of rune water.

"Perhaps." Mother Chen was holding the bowl of water, a little hesitant, but looking at her son's expectant expression, she still drank the bowl of runic water.