153. Great wisdom
153. Great wisdom
Di Jun and the others relied on their own positions to deduce the ideas of Zu Long and Dong Wanggong and others, but Zhang Yang only survived from the legend of the Eastern Princes in later generations, knowing that he would not die at the hands of Zu Long, so he came to retrograde scrutiny, and only guessed their dirty thoughts;
Zhang Yang is also a typical guy who only allows the governor to set fires and does not allow the people to light lamps, he can ignore the lives of others, but he is very annoyed when he sees people who really disregard the lives of others;
Whether it is the Donghai Clan or the monks of the Ten Continents, how many people really die, Zhang Yang will still watch it with relish, but after guessing the thoughts of the Eastern Princes and Zulong, there are words in his mouth, saying the rights and wrongs of the Zulong and the Eastern Princes, without anyone's surnames or the like, completely forgetting whether he can do something, and he has no intention of leaving, if there is really a spiritual treasure that he can see, Zhang Yang does not mind picking up a few pieces to play with when the time comes;
A typical surname mentality, it's like seeing two people fighting and killing each other, but if you want to see others directing others to fight and die, but you are watching the excitement like yourself, you will be very despised, of course, you will continue to watch, after all, it is someone else who is fighting life and death;
Zhang Yang didn't know that with the improvement of his cultivation, the mentality of "under the saints, they are all ants" is still somewhat reflected in his heart, and being able to read words has already shown that he still retains a trace of his surname, which is not an exaggeration, when Zhang Yang speculated in his heart to Sanqing, Sanqing just gave a smile, as if it should be so, congenitally, there is still a little gap, but he himself doesn't know;
In the East China Sea, the carriages and horses have been laid out, but they are all waiting for the time to approach, the atmosphere is becoming more and more solemn and sparse, and the monks in front of the row are wiping the spiritual treasures in their hands, eager to try, without the slightest sense of cannon fodder;
There is no night in the flood wilderness, there is no timer, but the monks of the flood wilderness are as if they are all equipped with computers to tell the time, uniform and accurate, all waiting, without a trace of impatience;
In the sky, the clouds are numerous, the wind blows, ten thousand miles away, the clouds above here begin to condense, all the monks on the field are the same, the clouds seem to be kneaded by big hands, at any time will become a certain shape, they all know, the ancestral dragon is coming;
"Eh, Uncle Shi, why do you say that this ancestral dragon is so fond of Xian? It's not a great supernatural power, you have to do it like this, it's boring or not!" Zhang Yang slandered his stomach in his mouth, but he thought in his heart that one day he would also practice this kind of supernatural power, and he felt that there was still a little bit of a sense of pulling the wind, and that giant claw, it was also a little interesting to get a giant palm out;
"Zulong doesn't come, but it is up to those water tribes to choose to play; if he comes, then the water tribes below dare not hide their secrets, and the fight will be more tragic, hehe, but it is not what he wants to see, there are so many people coming, it is estimated that it has exceeded the number in Zulong's heart, if he really wants to come, if he accidentally destroys the ten continents, it will be difficult to step down!"
"Uncle Shi, do you say that the patriarchs of the East China Sea Clan can guess the filthy psychology of the ancestral dragon?" Zhang Yang is also struggling with this question, if he guesses, isn't the prestige of the ancestral dragon in the water tribe about to plummet? Who will work for him in the future?
"Boy, what if you guess it? What if you can't guess it?" Tongtian turned his head to look at Zhang Yang playfully, seeing that he had a trace of confusion in his eyes, he also teased him, "Even if you guess the psychology of the ancestral dragon, these patriarchs will definitely cooperate, Hong Huang, in the final analysis, is still respected by strength, the first thing in the hearts of these patriarchs is to enhance their own cultivation, and the second is to ensure that their own race is immortal." ”
Zhang Yang actually thought about all these things in his heart, but as a person in later generations, as a descendant who regards family affection as more important than life, understanding is another thing, and accepting it is another thing; when he is a man in later generations, Zhang Yang can give his life for his grandfather, and he also believes that his grandfather will not even frown when he pays for his life; although he has survived for a long time than that of later generations, he does not know how much more, that trace of obsession, that trace of persistence in his heart, is always in his heart;
Maybe it's also this insistence, Zhang Yang is afraid that the method of beheading three corpses will appear when Hongjun of Zixiao Palace preaches, lest his three elders use the method of beheading three corpses, and the three corpses will be beheaded, if he becomes a ruthless person, Zhang Yang would rather not become holy, this is also the joy in his heart when he sees that Sanqing has now cultivated into the Yasheng Eight Heavens, and the method of the three corpses has not yet been born, and the joy in his heart comes from the heart;
In his eyes, there was still a trace of confusion, all the three clears were in his heart, and there was a trace of worry, afraid that Zhang Yang would not be able to pass this level and affect the future cultivation, and there was a trace of happiness, at least Zhang Yang would not take his disciples and sisters and disciples as bargaining chips for his own selfishness;
"Is the way of ruthlessness? The way of heaven is the way of ruthlessness, what kind of way of heaven is ruthless, so it is selfless! It is all ruthless, what is the use of being selfless? Heaven is ruthless, the way of heaven is merciless, the avenue is affectionate, how is there it? Fearless? Yes, with love, you can be fearless, you don't see those who are cowards, when they see their relatives killed, can they burst out with amazing power?" Zhang Yangcai doesn't care whether he thinks correctly or not, the key is to convince himself, he has always thought that he is building the avenue, whether he has the avenue or not, whether he is the avenue or not, so he is fearless, saying that it is, not yes, this is the way in Zhang Yang's heart;
A smile hung on his face, Zhang Yang only took a few breaths to get rid of the emotion, Sanqing saw that it was a little weird, his feelings were in vain, his feelings were in vain, his feelings were in his own hands, people stepped up so casually, looking at Zhang Yang's smile like a spring breeze, Sanqing knew that Zhang Yang in front of him was not affected at all, and still adhered to the Tao in his heart, perhaps for the first time, Sanqing noticed the meaning of the word 'jealousy';
Quasi-saints and sub-saints, all of which carry the 'sacred' of a saint; the quasi-saint is okay, after all, the cultivation is low, it can be said that the word "sacred" is installed by force, as long as there is a trace of one's own way in the heart, it will be natural to enter the quasi-saint;
However, Yasheng is not, he can only enter after determining the Tao in his heart, and in the process of cultivation at this stage, with the increase of knowledge, he is also impacting the Tao in his heart all the time, vetoing, doubting, tempting, etc., if he can't pass, he will be stuck in this life for life;
Sanqing also faced this problem at the beginning, but he didn't take it easily in a few breaths like Zhang Yang, and that trace of jealousy was also due to this, of course, he was more happy for Zhang Yang, and he was also happy that he had such a big talent under his door;
Zhang Yang didn't know the existence of these hurdles, Sanqing didn't remind Zhang Yang, sometimes reminding it would be counterproductive, last time in Zizhou Mansion, Zhang Yang had a trace of doubt, it was also a hurdle, just said that he had no heart or lungs, said that he was optimistic, said that he was good at self-persuasion, for him, it was a great thing, always maintained his own heart, and more and more played his own surname, free and easy, public, self-confidence is a performance;
It's like when he is in the realm of immortals, he can be afraid to fight against demons, and fight without fear; when he is looked down on by the phoenix, he still dares to draw a knife and slash, saying that he is noble or impulsive, it is just the embodiment of a surname at that time, the self, sending and receiving from the heart, may die because of this, but if there is a retreat at that time, it will inevitably leave a shadow in the heart, and with the improvement of cultivation in the future, this shadow may become a moat;
Cultivation is not so simple, but if it complicates him, it is not a good thing, Zhang Yang is like this, he does not know that cultivation is very complicated, and it is simple to think, sometimes it is a great good thing;
This is also the reason why he can often influence Sanqing, and Sanqing doesn't want to use his complexity to affect Zhang Yang, teaching, more just preaching, Zhang Yang didn't expect things, Sanqing will never mention, just like in front of him, Zu Long and the East Prince's inner thoughts, Sanqing thought of it early on, but did not mention it to Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang himself proposed, Sanqing will discuss with it, even if there is confusion, will not mention the point, so Zhang Yang self-thinking, self-understanding, Zhang Yang's self-persuasion, has become the great wisdom in the eyes of Sanqing;
In the sky, the outer phase of the ancestral dragon's body has been gathered, and a gentle voice sounded, and it was impossible to hear the joy and sorrow in it;
"Prince Dong, when the gambling contract is called, it is time to fulfill it, can you prepare properly?"
Zulong is still in the Dragon Court, not far from here, the last time, Zulong came in the spirit of preventing the Eastern Prince, but was taken the lead by the Eastern Prince, and pulled out the banner of Hongjun, so he had to calculate, how could he not know in his heart that his water tribe had become the object of everyone's jealousy in the flood wilderness, since when did it start?
Maybe it was before the Dao Demon Tribulation, maybe it was after the Dao Demon Tribulation, or maybe it was when Penglai Island established Beppu?
It's just that these are no longer important, Zu Long does not have the slightest intention of dominating the flood famine, this is an impossible task in his opinion, and it is also a task destined for a tragic ending, of course Zu Long will not do it, but in private, he still made some small moves, a river, a lake and a sea, this may be the reason why the monks of the Great Flood Desolation are afraid of it, right?
He knew very well that if he didn't retreat at this time, in the middle of the wilderness, the first primeval dynasty established by his son would be destroyed, and those rivers, lakes and seas would also be cleaned up;
Whether it is the prince of the East or the future Shizhou Dynasty, in his heart, he is just a clown who jumps off the beam, a person who can be destroyed with a backhand, even if he can't control it, and tolerate his arrogance for a while, what's the matter?
Those primeval monks who were at the same time as themselves have now been opened to a level of realm by themselves, and what does it matter if you are arrogant to each other for a while? You are so calculating my ancestral dragon, why is my ancestral dragon not calculating you and others, for a long time to come, my ancestral dragon will sit in the clouds, laugh at you and fight each other, and see who can have the last laugh!
Zulong, how can he not be a great wise person!(To be continued.) )