Gave up some unnecessary memories, and quickly found the memories of martial arts, and suddenly one by one of the exercises flowed in, and one of them happened to be a secret book of practicing the marrow. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThis secret book of practicing the marrow has all kinds of shortcomings, and it is far less than the secret books of holy places such as the Great Zen Temple, Taishang Dao, Tianxuan Pavilion, and Peach Shinto, but it is better than nothing.

Finally, there is a secret book for practicing the marrow, impacting the great grandmaster, impacting the martial saint, and there is a path to follow.

"The method of killing people and taking merit is really the only way for the strong!" Lin Chen sighed.

The moment he killed this Martial Saint, Lin Chen's mood was much better, his soul thoughts came with a sense of relief, and his state of mind cultivation slowly improved.

To cultivate the Tao is to cultivate merit!

What is merit?

In a classic book in the Great Zen Temple, Zongbi wrote: "If I hear it, I ask the Buddha for a while, what is merit? If I use the great world and infinite treasures to give to the poor and the poor, so that the world is peaceful, and everyone is free from suffering, will I have merit? The Buddha said: There is no merit. Generosity, good thoughts are for blessings, and it is not possible to talk about blessings as merits, merit is in the Dharma body, not seeking blessings.

"Seeing nature is merit, equality is virtue, thinking without stagnation, common nature, true and wonderful, is for merit ........."

"If you are a heavenly demon, you are extremely evil by nature, and if you have evil thoughts according to your nature, you can kill rampantly, is it merit? The Buddha said: It is merit, the nature of the heavenly demons is extremely evil, knowing the nature, and killing rampantly, that is, becoming free and equal to the Buddha. ”

This passage is what the Buddha said to the Buddha's disciples, which means this, the Buddha's disciples asked the Buddha, the nature of the heavenly demons is to kill, extremely evil, if the heavenly demons kill and mutilate according to their own nature, so that their own nature can be stretched, then it is not considered merit. The Buddha replied, "It is merit." The Heavenly Demon recognizes his extremely evil nature, comes to do extremely evil things, and relaxes his thoughts, which is also a merit, such a Heavenly Demon has great and free supernatural powers, called the Heavenly Demon of Freedom, and has the same power as the Buddha.

The Buddha here may be the ancient Holy Emperor Yuan, the founder of Buddhism.

Merit has nothing to do with good or evil? There is no stagnation in thoughts, every thought is comfortable and smooth, and a happy mood is merit.

The process of knowing one's own nature is gong! After knowing the nature, doing things according to the nature, so that one's nature can be stretched, this is virtue!

Merit is to know oneself. Then act according to your own nature.

To put it simply, the unity of action and knowledge is merit.

It's like a wolf, its nature is to eat meat, but some people, in order to make the wolf change his ways. To eat grass is not meritorious; And letting the wolf follow its nature and eat meat is merit. Some of the big devils have realized that their nature is evil, and they continue to engage in killing, which is also merit, and they can also obtain boundless mana, comparable to the Buddha.

Sounds like a big deal. But if you think about it, it's a normal event.

The world believes that justice can defeat evil, but in reality it is the strong that triumphs over the weak.

Justice, without great power, is still difficult to defeat evil with great power.

Many evil forces, in the end, prevailed and trampled the so-called righteous under their feet, simply because they had great power.

A truth is also illustrated here. The existence of standing at the top of the pyramid is not necessarily justice. It can also be evil. To be able to stand at the top of the pyramid, the so-called justice and evil are not important, what matters is who is strong and who has power.

With power, evil will also be packaged as justice; Without power, good can also become evil.

In antiquity. Many people in later generations praised the virtues of the Holy Emperors, saying how they were noble and how excellent they were.

Is it really a noble character? Does it really represent justice?

This is not the case!

In the Middle Ages. The sons of the Hundred Sages, stripped of the four titles of the Holy Emperor, integrity, wisdom, courage, and benevolence. In fact, it also reveals a reality, the Holy Emperor has the strength of the Yang God, but he may not have integrity, wisdom, courage, and benevolence!

Just because they are yang gods, just because they have invincible strength, they have integrity, wisdom, courage, and benevolence.

At the moment of killing the martial saint of the Great Luo Sect, draining his soul, searching for his memory, and seizing the exercises, Lin Chen only felt that his thoughts were smooth and his mood was comfortable.

Killing is merit, killing people and taking treasures is merit, and robbing is also merit!

"Looks like I'm what I am!" Lin Chen took a breath and stepped out in one step, wanting to completely solve the battle.

Whew!

I saw that the martial saint of the Great Luo faction fell to the ground, and he was already exhausted, and Hong Zhiyu was also pale, spitting blood in his mouth, and he looked like he was greatly injured!

Hong Zhiyu paid a heavy price and killed this Great Luo Sect Martial Saint.

Lin Chen's mind moved, he had already returned to his senses, and stepped forward and asked, "Senior sister, are you okay?" ”

"Can't die!" Hong Zhiyu coughed, "Senior brother, it just thundered, I thought your soul was gone!" ”

"No, it's a blessing in disguise, it just so happened that the divine soul escaped into the thunderclouds, survived the thunder tribulation, and increased its strength greatly, if it weren't for this, it might not be easy to kill that martial saint!" Lin Chen said.

"Senior brother, you actually survived the thunder tribulation!" Hong Zhiyu said in disbelief.

"It's nothing, we'll talk about it later!" Lin Chen said: "It's better to solve what these people are talking about first!" ”

At this moment, Lin Chen's strength soared, and a divine soul suppression technique was unleashed, and suddenly those martial artists of the Great Luo Sect turned black in their eyes and fell unconscious. The battle ended so easily.

The people of Momokamido cheered, began to collect the spoils of war, and began to capture the prisoners. In the hundreds of countries on the sea, there is a slave system, and the lowest of these prisoners of war are also samurai, among which there are many martial artists, innate martial artists, and great grandmasters, all of whom are very valuable. If it is caught, it will be sold to some ports, and it will be sold for a good price.

Lin Chen, on the other hand, was drinking tea and resting, while telling Hong Zhiyu about the battle scene. And Hong Zhiyu listened with great interest, full of interest.

Suddenly, Lin Chen's face was not happy, and he suddenly said, "Senior sister, our trouble is coming!" ”

"Trouble is coming!"

Hong Zhiyu looked ahead, and saw five wolf-tooth ships approaching in the distance, with wolf smoke rushing to the sky on them, obviously with a martial saint in charge. And on the big ship, the sails are agitated, and the hunt is rattled.

At this moment, there is no wind on the sea, and it is obvious that the wind on the sails is not the sea breeze, but the yin wind. There are powerful ghosts and immortals, who use their Taoist skills, urging the sails to move forward, and driving the ships to move forward quickly.

And looking at the signs on these ships, it seems to be maritime merchants.

There is nothing strange about this, and Hong Zhiyu's eyes froze, and she saw a familiar person, who should be her younger brother, but it was the familiar person who became the enemy of life and death, it was the peerless genius of the Hong family, Hong Xuanji.

At this moment, he is only fifteen years old, but he is in the realm of martial saints

"Hong Xuanji has become powerful again!" Hong Zhiyu said.

"Be careful, my gut tells me he's extremely dangerous. If you can't do it, it's better to run! Lin Chen said. Now, he has survived the second thunder tribulation, even if it is a duel with the peak martial saint, he is not afraid at all, but looking at the young man in front of him, there is a vague feeling of horror.

It seems a little unrighteous to abandon the ship, leave the people in the various fleets, and run away directly, but now, I can't care so much.

"How is it possible, you are a master of the Second Thunder Tribulation, and he is only in the early stage of the Martial Saint, you can easily win with your strength, why are you so jealous of him?" Hong Zhiyu was puzzled.

"My strength is very strong, even if it is a peak martial saint, I am not afraid at all; It's just that Hong Xuanji has hole cards on his body, and it's hard for me to win! Lin Chen sighed. His intuition has always been extremely sharp, and he has saved his life many times between life and death.

The Hong Xuanji in front of him was just the early stage of the Martial Saint, if it was a duel, Lin Chen should have won completely! It's just that vaguely, on Hong Xuan's body, he felt a terrifying aura, and if they faced each other, the outcome was unpredictable.

Sure enough, it is the son of Daqian, the atmospheric luck born in the world, and it is difficult to kill it.

Originally, Lin Chen also wanted to kill Hong Xuanji and plunder his luck, so as not to harm other beauties, but the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny.

The two fleets, gradually approaching, about a hundred meters, both sides are clearly visible.

Lin Chen looked intently, and finally could observe this son of Daqian up close.

Hong Xuanji was wearing Confucian clothes, wearing a square catty, dressed like a showman, with a heroic aura all over his body, looking at it from afar, as if he had seen an abyss, extremely deep. In a trance, Lin Chen thought of the "Nine Abysses and Nine Trials", saying that the abyss in the world is generally big and small, deep and shallow, turbid and clear, moving and static, and unpredictable.

Lin Chen looked at the man on the side again, and saw that he was dressed in a gown, with a tall figure, and a supreme charm flashing on his body, which made people unconsciously feel a sense of surrender.

This is the legendary spirit of the king!

Lin Chen pondered.

This man is none other than Yang Pan.

Now he is just a prince, not even a prince, and he is unknown. There is nothing outstanding, but those who underestimate him often suffer losses or even death.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the first holy emperor was named "Pan". The second Holy Emperor is called "Yuan".

And this prince's name is Yang Pan, and his eldest son is called Yang Yuan, which shows his ambition! However, this is also a master whose heart is higher than the sky and whose life is thinner than paper, and he can only cry out in vain if he plans to bump into Yi Zi!

At this moment, Lin Chen finally met the two villains.

If there are no accidents, these two will have unlimited achievements in the future, and it is expected to smash the vacuum, and the yang god is hopeful, but it is a pity that they are unlucky.

It shouldn't be bad luck, it's that they didn't seize the golden period. did not hit the supreme realm at the most exuberant moment of luck, delayed the time, and as a result, the golden period passed, the era that belonged to them passed, and in the end they inevitably became a supporting role and a stepping stone for others.

"It turned out to be my sister, and the younger brother said hello to my sister?" Hong Xuanji bowed down and said, looking polite and deserving.

"It turned out to be a little brother!" Hong Zhiyu said. "This time there was an attack at sea and I almost died. If you hadn't left your hole cards, you might have died at sea! Little brother, but come to the rescue of my sister! ”

"This time, the fourth prince has something to do, and the younger brother is just protecting him!" Hong Xuanji said, "If my sister is fine." Little brother walks one step! ”

Everything is calm and normal, and everything seems to be going back to their own homes and doing their own things.

"Brother Hong, help!"

At this moment, a screaming voice came, and I saw a great master of the Great Luo Sect who had been captured asking for advice loudly. "Brother Hong, my Da Luo faction died so miserably! Our fleet was sniped by this little slut, two martial saints died, one ghost immortal died, and there were countless great grandmasters and innate martial artists who died, and now they are going to sell us as slaves and sell them to the kamikaze country! ”

"Brother Hong, help!"

"Kill this little slut, I waited for too many brothers to die at the hands of this little slut!"

"Poor also, even Brother Hong's master died at the hands of this little slut!"

"Take revenge, kill them all!"

"Brother Hong, the hatred of my Da Luo faction has to be avenged!"

"Senior brother, don't be afraid of family affection, this little slut is unkind, and don't blame me for not being righteous!"

One by one, the warriors of the Daluo faction who were captured and bound by chains shouted and shouted one after another, asking Hong Xuanji for help, trying to get a glimmer of life.

In the early days, they were like fish in water, with beautiful women sleeping and practicing exercises, and they lived extremely comfortably; But this defeat, this time he was captured, but he was reduced to a slave, without dignity, and his body was engraved with the brand of a slave, and he was subjected to endless insults.

At this moment, only by rescuing this senior brother, this big brother Hong, can he get life.

"Smack!"

At this time, the Peach Shinto warriors who were guarding slapped and slapped these prisoners of war one by one, and their faces immediately turned into red buttocks, blood flowed continuously, and their facial features were a little distorted.

One by one, the Peach Shinto martial artists scolded: "The Da Luo faction is a famous and decent family, how can it be a robbery at sea!" ”

"Yes, the mysterious young master of the Da Luo faction also wants to hand over my eldest lady as my sister, what an iron relationship. How can a younger brother do a black hand to his sister, don't sow discord! ”

"Good traitor, how proud the Da Luo faction is, how can there be such scum!"

One by one, there were slaps and scoldings, and the scoldings were different, but the same thing was that they resolutely refused to admit that these people were Da Luo factions, and resolutely believed that these were sowing discord.

Lin Chen watched quietly, very satisfied, these years, no one is stupid, none of them have an IQ of 250, they are all extremely shrewd, often the master understands what to do with a look, and even if the master doesn't say anything, he knows what to do, how to say it!

Accompanied by slaps, scolding, stinky socks, stinky rags and gagged mouths, soon the voices of distress stopped flat.

Hong Zhiyu smiled and said: "Little brother, this group of pirates just don't know what to do, and they want to separate the relationship between you and my sister and brother, it's really wishful thinking!" The Da Luo faction is a decent family, how can they do pirate work, how can they intercept me halfway? Brother, are you right? ”

Hong Xuanji's face changed, and after a long time, he said, "Little brother has something, go first!" ”

As he spoke, the battleship set off, rode the wind and waves, and headed into the distance.

There is no imaginary fight, everything is as calm as the surface of the lake.