Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three: Reality
They jointly signed a letter, asking the Elders to take back all the Elder Glory of the Secret Art Pavilion, and even beat all the martial arts masters who participated in the modification into sinners of the Tang Clan, especially the Pavilion Elder Tang Hongtao, who had suppressed countless impeachment posts on the desk of the patriarch Tang Zhi.
There are even martial artists in the family who began to refuse to cultivate the Tongtian Technique, in their words, "Anyway, it's not the Origin Pulse Exercise, why don't I go and cultivate the classics of the Holy Land?"
It seems that in the eyes of these people, the so-called inheritance is to inherit it intact in order to be considered complete.
This fixed mentality, in Tang Luo's eyes, is no different from a stupid donkey, because the only thing that remains unchanged in this world is that I am afraid that the only thing left is to change.
In the final analysis, after the Tang clan defeated the Mi clan, the family members began to be satisfied with the status quo, and felt that this kind of drastic reform was simply a waste of money and a blind toss.
Fortunately, the elders at the top level all understood what the Tang clan would face in the future, and even in the face of the misunderstanding of the clan, they still gritted their teeth and persisted.
A single family practice has so many old-fashioned supporters, not to mention the Four Imperial Divine Seals that have created the entire civilization.
This kind of anti-intellectual thing in Chonggu has never been uncommon, the times are advancing, martial arts are advancing, everything now is better than in ancient times, the monks are stronger, there are more classics, the development of martial arts is more profound, and the limits of the realm are more shocking.
But some people think that the older the thing, the more powerful it is, and to put it bluntly, it is a kind of false pride.
Maybe at a certain point in the past, their family or civilization stood at the top of the world, and after the baptism of the years, the throne at the top of everything will eventually disperse with the wind, and many people can't accept the change in status and status, and feel that as long as they hold on to the pride of that era, they can return to that peak era.
Even a great master with superb qualifications like Chen Menglu couldn't find a way forward after deducing the Four Imperial Divine Seals to the point where there were no ancients before.
The root cause is that because of the ancient thoughts, because he worships the four imperial civilizations too much, he does not dare to judge, this is wrong, and vainly trying to find a correct path in the mistake is naturally extremely difficult.
The reason why Wusheng Mountain broke the study of the Four Imperial Divine Seals is because this is a wrong path, and a wrong path has no value to be corrected, and giving up is the most consistent decision for cost management.
Tang Luo is just a talented martial arts master, and it would be nonsense to say that a wrong civilization can be turned back on the right path in one day, but it is still no problem to find a way to the right direction.
Chen Menglu couldn't do it, not because he couldn't do martial arts cultivation, but because he didn't dare to deny the karma of his predecessors, and forced himself to plant a correct flower on a wrong path.
Tang Luo just pierced this layer of window paper, as for whether it can be realized, it all depends on Chen Menglu's own determination, he has no intention of assisting from the side, watching the reconstruction of civilization.
"Chen... I see. Chen Menglu nodded solemnly, and a brocade box full of jewels suddenly appeared on the table, and he carefully folded the thin paper roll and put it into the brocade box, as if he was collecting some rare treasure.
After the brocade box was stored and disappeared on the table, Chen Menglu seemed to have done a big thing, breathed a long sigh of relief, cast his gaze back on Tang Luo's face, and saw that the young man was concentrating on deducing another thing, he looked at it twice in curiosity, his expression suddenly became very strange, and he couldn't help but ask: "Xiaoyou, why do you want to study the empowerment method of Zen Buddhism?"
No matter from which point of view, it is too early for a young man in his twenties to start studying, let alone a martial artist who has not cultivated the power of meditation.
Tang Luo, who heard the inquiry, raised his head, thinking that Chen Menglu's mental construction would take a while, but he didn't expect to make up his mind so quickly, put the pen down, rubbed the swollen eyebrows and the bridge of his nose, and replied: "The younger brother was empowered by the Buddha's Yankong Mystery, and the kid is looking for a way to erase the Buddha seed from the sea of knowledge. ”
"Why is Xiaoyou like this?" Chen Menglu said curiously: "This Yankong is an immortal genius who reproduces the Heart Sutra of Silence without Suffering, and the mystical empowerment is a ritual that only belongs to the mantle of the mantle, if the younger brother returns to the Zhongzhou Buddha Kingdom with Yankong, he will immediately get a status that is not inferior to the reincarnated spirit child, and be worshiped by hundreds of millions of believers, why should such an adventure be erased?"
"So what Sect Master Chen means is that it is a great thing that an ordinary lady was caught by a thief and went to suppress the village, because in the face of countless glory and wealth, dignity, honor and disgrace and willingness are not important at all. Tang Luo rubbed his face and asked with a smile, "Isn't Grandmaster Chen's idea too realistic?"
Chen Menglu seemed to see the vicissitudes of life and death and calm in his eyes, and said lightly: "In the dark age, the entire continent was rampant with demon beasts, just to survive, the human race had to do its best. Every autumn and winter is the day when the demon beasts come out to hunt for grain, so every young man who goes out to find food may be gone, if there is a cottage bandit cave at that time, strong enough to be able to eat and drink to keep the demon beast outside the door, then it is better to be a lady of the village than to bury the beast tooth demon belly!"
"What Grandmaster Chen meant. Tang Luo asked with a smile: "As long as the other party's thief ship is big enough and there are enough bandits, when he comes to ask you to join the gang, instead of resisting and hitting your head and breaking the bloodstream, it is better to accept it willingly, at least you can live like this, right? It sounds like a wretch, it seems that it is better to die." ”
"Yes, the Terrans are always inclined to resist when faced with such situations. Chen Menglu nodded and sighed, "So when the seniors of the Four Imperial Spirit Clans heard that the cultivators of the Martial Saint Mountain wanted to study the Holy Altar, they were naturally furious. So, you saw the shattered and barren void in the dream space. ”
"What a sad story. Tang Luo smiled: "So, does the senior want to remind me not to repeat the mistakes of the Four Imperial Spirit Realms?"
"Yes. Chen Menglu nodded and said, "What you are doing is very dangerous." More dangerous than what I'm going to do now!"
"Would you like to hear about it?"
Chen Menglu stretched out his finger and pointed to the scroll of paper that Tang Luo was deducing, and sighed: "The inheritance of Zen Buddhism is immortal, and it is relied on as the method of wishing empowerment. ”