Chapter 21 does not belong to the era of the common people
The spirit and spirit choose one to achieve the congenital, and the name is pseudo-congenital.
Thorough and congenital, mostly warriors in the rivers and lakes
Qi is congenital, and most of them are Daomen mages
Magical powers, mostly high magicians
The essence and spirit are mixed and gathered in the entrance, which is the true congenital, also known as the great congenital.
In all dynasties, the three flowers gathered at the top, and the cultivators of the Wuqi Dynasty were known as the congenital real people.
The real person goes one step further, in order to transform sentient beings, it is called the Dao, and it is called the true person who has attained the Tao, also known as the great grandmaster, the innate great grandmaster!
There are not many people in history who have achieved this.
Da Ming: Wudang Patriarch, through the micro-manifestation of real people, Zhang Sanfeng
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Southern Song Dynasty: Southern School Patriarch, Ziyang Zhenren, Zhang Boduan; The second ancestor of the southern faction, Xinglin Cuixuan Zhenren, Shi Tai;
Northern Song Dynasty: A Dream for a Hundred Years, Fuyaozi, Chen Tuo;
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Datang: Neidan Patriarch, Chunyang Zhenren, Lu Dongbin;
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Northern and Southern Dynasties: Patriarch of the Shangqing School, Mrs. Wei Cunhua; The golden body of the Taoist Bodhi, the patriarch of Bodhi
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Two Han Dynasty: Longhu Mountain Ancestor Heavenly Master, Zhang Daoling;
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However, those who open up the entrance are all famous in history and famous all over the world.
However, the closer you get to modern times, the fewer people open up the entrance.
The most recent one is the 700-year-old Wudang Patriarch.
It is rumored that Liu Bowen arrived here six hundred years ago, but it is only a rumor. Four hundred years ago, Wang Yangming retreated, which is also a rumor.
Since the black dragon entered the customs, a dragon qi suppressed all the laws in the world, and an imperial decree imprisoned the change of thoughts.
For 300 years, there has been no smell of the entrance.
Today's door, the entrance is a legend.
Elder Shuiyue's greatest expectation is that Zheng Zheyang will become a god, solve the mystery in the womb, and achieve the rank of ghost immortal.
Ghosts and immortals, one under the five immortals. The yin is detached, the gods and images are unknown, the ghosts have no surname, and the three mountains have no name. Although it is not reincarnated, it is difficult to return to Pengying. In the end, there is no return, just reincarnation
Lu Zu did not agree with the Tao, looked down on it, and regarded it as a way of being inferior to the immortals and not entering the stream.
However, for ordinary practitioners, it is already an extremely high karmic position, which is equivalent to reliving a lifetime.
In the next life, it is much easier to pursue the avenue again than in the previous life.
Zheng Zha was silent for a while: ......
He only wanted to know one thing now, what kind of realm Luo Feng had come.
If there is a mistake in the practice, the ordinary spirit sympathy is just that.
If it is really only one step away, you can mix your spirit and spirit and gather in the entrance to achieve the innate true karma.
Why are you still hiding in Yangjia Village?!!!
Are you not ready to physically hit the aircraft cannon, and the mind breaks through the tank radio.
Do one person dominate the world, and break through a country alone, before you are ready to go out of the mountain? !
With a delicate mood, Zheng Zha went to comprehend the secret text of Zhengyi Fu Zhenchuan.
The peerless genius in the eyes of Elder Shuiyue, the top ten in the Shangqing Dynasty, is only half of Zheng Zha's strength.
I have been with Luo Feng for many years, and I have also learned one or two steady tricks.
He thought that his talent was already amazing.
However, there are perverts in the world, and perverts work harder than him!
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The smoke and rain are hazy, and the bluegrass is fragrant.
Luo Feng and Luo Yuan, big bags and small bags, took them to Maoshan Mountain.
Along the way, what I saw and heard, not to mention that the little girl was silent and entangled, even Luo Fengdao was firm and a little sad.
Compared to ten years ago, the world has not changed for the better, but for the worse.
In order to eat a mouthful, the common people put down their dignity and beg to live in all directions, just to live.
Ragged clothes, yellow face and thin muscles are common, selling children and daughters, and leaving home is common.
This is a dark time, this is a tragic time.
There are strong enemies outside, and warlords inside.
The wind and snow seen by the literati are extravagant and luxurious, and belong to the upper class.
The beautiful life written by the great writer will never belong to the common people.
There is only darkness, thousands of years, and only misery.
The little girl had never seen this kind of scene, Luo Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and she muttered, "Is it wrong to be alive?" ”
They don't want glory and wealth, they don't want fame and power, they just want to live!
They are the most simple group of people, who have paid a lot of labor, but the harvest is meager.
Nowadays, even being alive is a luxury.
"That's right!"
"Everyone has the right to live."
Luo Feng stared at the corner, the old man with missing arms and legs, the dying child, the middle-aged man in a daze, and the woman who kept sobbing, for some reason, her eyes were extremely deep.
Luo Yuan hesitated for a long time, and asked and prayed, "Uncle Feng, can I help them?"
After speaking, the little girl hung her head hopelessly.
She knows Uncle Feng's character, pursues it, does not cause trouble, does not meddle, does not touch the cause, and does not seek results.
If she asks, she may fail, and she feels uncomfortable, but if she doesn't ask, she will definitely not succeed, and she is uneasy.
"Go ahead!"
Luo Feng sighed and said
Then he took out a bag of steamed buns from the carriage, as well as a mask and cloak.
Luo Yuan raised his head in surprise and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes.
"If you are sleepy, you have to sleep, if you are thirsty, you have to drink water, and if you are hungry, you have to eat, this is a matter of course, and the immortal emperor can't stop it!"
Glancing at the sky, Luo Feng cut the railway
"Hmm!"
Luo Yuan nodded, took the mask, put on the cloak, and went to distribute the food.
Kindness is necessary, but precautions are essential.
People's hearts are like this, if you have to make an inch, you will take revenge.
Don't underestimate the ugliness of human nature.
Because they are ignorant and confused, and they have been like this for thousands of years!
Look at it.
The refugees reacted differently to Luo Yuan's arrival, with excitement, disgust, longing, and gratitude.
The first time he rescued the people, Luo Yuan was a little nervous, and he squeezed his hands tightly.
When I touched the cloak on my body, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately afterwards, he glanced at Luo Feng thoughtfully, and said with emotion in his heart: "It is worthy of Uncle Feng, in addition to covering up his identity, the emotions of the people's hearts are counted." ”
Under the protection of the cloak and mask, even if Luo Yuan was panicked in his heart, he looked as stable as an old dog on the surface.
"You guys line up, the old and the young in the front, and the young in the back!"
Luo Yuan snorted
More than a dozen refugees around, you look at me, I look at you, and finally an old man took the lead in the queue.
It's not that Luo Yuan has a lot of prestige, but she has a bag of food in her hand.
The process of distribution was not smooth for one side, and at the end there was a down-and-out young man who wanted to snatch a bag of steamed buns and escaped.
However, Luo Yuan is easy to provoke.
got Luo Feng, the personal transmission of hanging on the wall, and cultivated to the ninth layer of the Tuna technique, and practiced martial arts since childhood.
There is no need for tricks, just one punch, and pure strength will knock the weak down-and-out youth away.
The other refugees were stunned, held their breath, and then took the food with a much more respectful attitude.
The last beggar boy who came to receive the food, holding a baby in his arms, because he was not old, not young, and holding people, he did not dare to crowd, and was the last in line.
Seeing his pity, Luo Yuan's heart softened, and he quietly gave the beggar a few copper coins, and sent his own water hyacinth over, which was filled with milk.
"Thank you!"
The boy took the food and gourd with a shudder, thanked him gratefully, and bowed.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the other refugees had said thank you, but Luo Yuan felt that this voice was the most sincere.
Waving his hand and saying goodbye to the beggar boy, Luo Yuan walked slowly to the down-and-out boy and handed over a steamed bun.
Everyone else is two, he's one.
This is punishment.
The down-and-out young man was stunned for a while, and Luo Yuan had already turned around and left.
A line of turbid tears flowed, and the down-and-out young man knelt down and kowtowed.
Waiting for Luo Yuan to sit up, Luo Feng began to drive the carriage and asked, "Do you understand?" ”
Luo Yuanxiu's eyes moved: "The country can't be governed, and the people can't stand up?!" ”
Luo Feng smiled and said nothing
The little girl thought for a while, and then said: "Cang Liao knows etiquette and knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing. ”
Luo Feng shook his head and nodded again.
The little girl pondered for a long time and said: "Human nature is good, and everything is a line." ”
"The one who destroys the Six Kingdoms is not Qin Ye," Luo Feng sighed, and then said: "Yuan Yuan, you are all right, and you are not all right. ”
"What they lack is a goal, or a thought, or a belief, or a person, a group of people."
Luo Yuan thought thoughtfully, then supported his little face and asked, "Will this era change?" ”
Luo Feng said without hesitation: "Definitely!" ”
Since Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, the Chinese people have never lacked such courage!