Chapter 117: The First Seven
Buried Wang Chuang, this vast black sky actually fell two drops of rain, the initial time was not big, it fell on the itchy face, the three crazy people swayed and walked in the rain, not in a hurry to rush back to avoid the rain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
There are no people on Zhuangzi now, so there is less blue smoke drifting in the rain and more gray and yellow.
The king of Yama was still sitting on the shoulders of the three madmen, but the strange rain could not hit him, and when he saw him, he took a detour and walked away.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and the three madmen had no intention of sheltering from the rain, allowing the rain to fall on themselves. On the contrary, he enjoyed the feeling.
In the rain, the three madmen walked slowly, and a child sat on their shoulders, which was indescribably weird.
"Ah......h
Suddenly, I only heard a long howl from the three madmen in the rain, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were shouted loudly.
Yes! Hey......
There is a great way in the world
It's like a wave
I'm going deep and shallow
I don't know how high the heaven and earth are
I'm going to go and I'm going to explore alone
Dare to be higher than the sky
I was swaying all the way
Among them, I know best
Ah, roar
There is a great way in the world
I'm going to take the path
……
"Stinky boy! You're not alone! And King Yama, I'm with you! King Yama interjected.
At this time, the rain was heavier, just like the dragon king of the Jing River was pouring down with his own basin of water.
Under the rain, the three madmen sang even higher......
When they got home, the three madmen cleaned up, changed into clean clothes, lit a fire, and it was not too early to heat up the meal.
"Stinky boy! Don't eat alone with you! Go and get me some food and drinks......" King Yama said, drooling.
"Immortals still need to eat?" The three madmen asked curiously.
"What's wrong with the immortals? The immortal doesn't have to eat, this immortal has been a human being. King Yama was a little anxious, for fear that the three madmen would not prepare food for him.
"Then you're going to have to talk to me about this!" The three madmen pulled up a bench and sat down, he had always wondered what the fairy was going to eat.
"Boy! Listen, this immortal also has to eat, just like you mortals, you will go hungry if you don't eat, but there are some things we don't eat. The child-like king of Yama sat cross-legged in the void and said.
"What do you eat and what don't you eat?" The three madmen suddenly asked with interest, after all, this is a new world for the three madmen.
"On weekdays, I eat the aroma and fireworks of the mortal tributes between heaven and earth, and occasionally go to the famous mountains and rivers to pick up some fairy dew, you must know that this is an excellent delicacy." After the child-like Yama King finished speaking, this mouth was like an aftertaste.
"If you say so, you'll be full when you smell it." The three madmen pretended not to know anything.
In fact, he had heard some about these tributes, but after all, he had heard them from elsewhere.
"Tut-tut! You kid don't know about this, what we eat is not the smell you said, but the aura contained in this tribute and incense! King Yama said meaningfully.
"Reiki, where does it come from? Don't think I haven't smelled the tributes and the smell of incense! I can't smell the aura when there's an aura. "The three madmen are still pretending to be stupid and stunned, because he found that this child-like Yama King always likes to praise him on weekdays.
"Hey, hey! If you can't smell it, it means that you haven't become an immortal yet, but this aura really has to tell you well, after Pangu opened the sky, everything in this heaven and earth has spirituality, and it is precisely because of this spirituality that you can practice the Tao. "The child-like king of Yama sold it first.
"I know this, don't sell it, hurry up and get serious!" The three madmen urged.
"Look at you, when will this emergency be changed?" The child-like king of Yama sank as he spoke.
"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry, you go on!" The three madmen realized that they had just lost their proportions, so they quickly sank down again.
"Remember, boy, he always has to eat this meal one bite at a time." The child-like king of Yama is a bit of a gossip.
"Lord Yama, the little one knows, you can hurry up and talk about it!"
"Stinky boy! Disobedient. King Yama pretended to be angry and said a few words, and then continued.
"Although all things have spirits, it does not mean that the aura of all things in this heaven and earth is equal, among them, there is only one person with the most aura and the most aura, but if a person's aura is dispersed, then this person is not too far from death, that is, you often say that people live a breath. And this tribute and incense have become a medium, this medium is also a tray, a carrier, this carrier seals a small part of the spirit of the people, that is, the aura, first of all, this aura is not pulled out of the spirit of the people, but the people's willing offering, is a kind of willingness, these wishes are also big and small, when these tribute incense is put on the altar, with the chanting sound, these supreme wishes will converge towards the gods they pray. Infinite Wish Power is the best practice of the gods, just like food! It will make the gods who are offered more and more powerful. The child-like King Yama clasped his hands on his chest and continued.
"Then I won't cook for you, if I give you all this aura, what if I die? If you don't do it, if you don't do it, I'm going to keep my life looking for my family. The three madmen shook their heads and said, he knew that he couldn't die yet, and even if he did, he would not die until he learned the news of his family.
"What are you talking about, you bastard! I'm the king of Yama, and you're the spirit-sucking spirit that sucks people's spirits? Besides, your willingness is completely different from that of ordinary people, and there is nothing more or less. King Yama said with a look of disdain.
"Cut! The devil believes you! Can this missing aura be made up? The three madmen said with their tongues sticking out.
"I can see it, you stinky boy! I want to get to the bottom of it. "The child-like King Yama found the little ninety-nine in the hearts of the three madmen.
"Where do I get to the bottom of this, Sage Kong said: Knowing is knowing, and not knowing is not knowing. I'm humbly asking you for advice! "The three madmen are sloppy.
"What a shrewd bastard, I'll tell you all at once for my sake's sake! The aura on a person's body will change, especially those who have strong willingness, and the aura will only be used more and more for them, because the willpower will become stronger and stronger, even if the lamp goes out when a person dies, these aura will help it reincarnate into a good family as soon as possible. If there is no aura, then it must be that person has given up on himself, and you must know that those who have strong willpower have the potential to change everything around him. King Yama said earnestly.
"I understand a little, which means that you all rely on these wishes to cultivate!" The three madmen said.
"It's not all, this external is only a part, the reason why God is called God is because God itself is the integration of his own will, and he is also a person in his previous life, and after death, the spirit is not dispersed and the wish is strong, and it has gone through thousands of eons to achieve positive results!" King Yama went on to explain.
"I see!" The three madmen nodded.
"Bastard, you said you understand, then I'll test you!" King Yama said with a wicked smile on his face.
"Ask, as long as you say it, I can answer it!" The three madmen said confidently.
"And how did the hell come about?" King Yama asked.
"Kid, you're a fool, did you tell me this?" The three madmen said with a confused face.
"Hahaha! Haha......" The child-like king of Yama laughed heartily.
If the immortals rely on their willpower to practice, then how much power those familiar immortals will have, the three madmen don't dare to think about it, and they don't bother to think about it, because his stomach has been rumbling with hunger for half a day.