Chapter 149: The Inexorable Malice in Human Hearts
The human heart is the most complex thing in the world, the hardest thing to figure out, and no one can figure it out.
Those who are good at playing with people's hearts will eventually die under their influence.
Because people's hearts are fickle, no one knows what the people around them are thinking about at the next moment.
Is it malicious or kind, sincere or hypocritical!
And there are some things that cannot be bound by rules, commandments, or even the general order of heaven and earth, even if they have passed thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
Because there is no good or evil in human nature, or one thought can turn one into an immortal or one thought can turn into a devil.
The world is beautiful, but also cruel.
Some people say the world is beautiful, while others say the world is cruel.
The main reason why there are such bipolar ideas is because everyone sees things from different angles and is in a different environment.
This requires not only how you see it, but also how you do it.
If you are born into a well-off family with no worries about food and clothing, and your body is very healthy, and you have a very virtuous wife and a very well-behaved son, you will naturally feel that the world is beautiful.
Such people generally have a very gentle personality and have the air of a gentleman. Not only do they hold high positions, they also have many friends, and they are also very generous in their dealings with others.
Because of this, many people will go out of their way to flatter you and make you happy all the time.
If you are in this kind of environment, you cannot say that you have much sense of justice in your heart, but you will definitely not feel that this world is cruel.
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Or, suppose that because you were disabled when you were born, you were abandoned by your parents and became an orphan.
Growing up, I have always relied on begging and stealing to maintain my basic life. In such an environment, how could I possibly think that the world is a beautiful place?
People who grow up in such a cruel environment usually have very extreme personalities, rarely trust other people, and are very self-centered in their dealings with others.
People who are disabled, have no knowledge, can do nothing except petty theft, and spend their days being looked down upon and cursed by others. Such people have a distorted view of the world.
Don't encourage others to do good unless they suffer.
The world of immortality is much crueler than the world of mortals.
If you want to survive in the world of immortality and live well, you must have a cautious and skeptical heart.
The world of immortality has its own unique rules of survival and elimination.
The winner lives, the loser dies!
There is only life and death between the enemy and there is no middle choice. Those who survive will get everything the dead had during their lifetime, while the dead will not even have anyone to help collect their bones!
In the eyes of mortals, immortals who fly with swords are not so easy to be. If they are not careful, they are in danger of being defeated, and most of the consequences of defeat are that their heads are missing and their souls are scattered.
The world of immortality is not as beautiful as imagined, although there is fairness and justice, sanctions and protection.
But in the secret, fighting, assassination, poisoning, and counting happen all the time. If you want to survive in the big dye vat of the world of immortality, you must learn to be ruthless. People who are not ruthless will become corpses.
The evil path is not completely evil, and the righteous path is not completely just. There is never an absolutely good side or an absolutely evil side.
The line between black and white is very blurred in the world of immortality.
Xia used martial arts to break the rules, Confucianism used literature to disrupt government, merchants used wealth to hinder the country, and immortals used strength to rule the world.
When your own strength is enough to defeat millions of people, except for the conscience and bottom line deep in your heart,
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Outside the line, there is nothing in this world that can restrain and control you.
The level of strength determines how high your status is in the world of immortality.
This is the truest aspect of the world of immortality. Without background, strength, and lack of caution, one can only become countless bones under the feet of others.
In fact, in the final analysis, it is the same everywhere.
No matter what means you use to climb to a high place, your admirers will naturally make up all kinds of upright and turbulent life for you, and people will only see you standing high and shining brightly.
Who cares what methods you used, how many bones you trampled under your feet, how many despicable and shameless methods you used.
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Wu Tao is definitely not a good person, and his way of doing things is definitely extreme and extreme!
However, such an extreme way of doing things has allowed Wu Tao to get to this point safely, and his life is getting better and better.
It wasn't until something happened in the future that Wu Tao was heartbroken and regretted for the rest of his life that Wu Tao's extreme mentality changed.
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After burying Lan Yingxiang's body, Wu Tao walked slowly towards the dilapidated temples alone.
After walking into these temples, Wu Tao felt a faint Buddhist and Taoist atmosphere enveloping the place.
After arriving here, everything around me seemed to be different.
Wu Tao raised his head and looked to the outside world.
Here, a mighty Buddhist and Taoist atmosphere envelopes you from all directions, making it very unique.
Invisibly, even the monk's spiritual thoughts were suppressed, layer upon layer, layer upon layer.
At this moment, Wu Tao felt this majestic breath, which was the breath of Buddha.
However, this majestic Buddha's breath is not overbearing. It is an indescribable gentleness, like the spring breeze blowing on the face.
Here, Wu Tao could faintly hear bursts of Buddha's sound. This kind of Buddha's sound did not come from other places, but sounded from his heart, as if there was a Buddha sitting in his heart.
Wu Tao walked on this road filled with the breath of Buddha and felt the Buddha nature of this place.
At this time, Buddha's light escaped from the temple.
Every ray of Buddha's light is like being made of gold, flowing and colorful, with five colors of sulfur glass.
The visions escaping from the temple are far more than just the light of Buddha.
You can still faintly hear the sound of Buddha here, and it seems that this place has become a world of Buddhist country. Suddenly, people have an illusion.
It seems that Buddha is preaching there.
Every sentence, every word, has become the supreme Buddha's words, one word, one world, one word, one Buddha's Dharma!
"The breath of the great thousand Buddhas."
Feeling this feeling, Wu Tao stood there and frowned alone.
We walked through the dusty road and arrived inside the temple.
Inside the temple, pieces of ancient purple gold stone bricks, exuding a corrosive smell, are paved on the ground.
Surrounded by extremely tall Panjing stone walls, there are many patterns painted on the walls, depicting scenes from the most prosperous and prosperous period of Wanfo Temple.
Wu Tao searched carefully to see if he could find some other gains.
The result disappointed him.
There are quite a lot of things left in the temple, but most of them have turned into dust over a long period of time and have little practical use at all.
Occasionally, I found a few bottles of suspected elixirs, but when I opened them, I found that there was only black residue left inside, and not much was left at all.
Walk
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After passing one dilapidated temple after another, Wu Tao still found nothing.
Until we came to a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva temple. Compared with other temples we had searched before, there were fewer things in this temple. There was only a golden statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, standing quietly in the center of the hall.
Standing where he was, Wu Tao looked forward.
The next moment, Wu Tao was stunned.
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva statue in front of me seemed to feel someone coming, and something suddenly changed.
A pair of clear eyes slowly opened, looking straight at Wu Tao.
Those clear eyes suddenly shone brightly, like the sun and the moon, and their eyes became deep, giving people an unfathomable feeling.
"Alive?"
Wu Tao was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he was shocked by the sudden changes in front of him and subconsciously spoke.
"It's barely alive."
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The golden Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and said, "I have met the donor, poor monk."
"Who are you?"
Wu Tao looked strange and said.
"Donor, since you broke into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, don't you even know the people in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"
Looking at Wu Tao, the stubborn old monk smiled and said.
"People from Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"
Wu Tao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who claimed to be stubborn, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.
In the ancient times, it has been hundreds of millions of years. Except for the long-lived mythical beast clan and a few other holy spirits who were born and raised, who can live for such a long time.
The stubborn old monk clasped his hands together, as if he had noticed Wu Tao's doubts, and explained: "The poor monk is a stone human race. He was born from the stone after being nurtured by heaven and earth for many years. His lifespan can be hundreds of millions of years.
Wu Tao looked him up and down, then nodded and apologized: "I broke into this place without permission and disturbed the eminent monk. I hope you will forgive me."
"It doesn't matter."
The stubborn old monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile on his face: "The secret realm is set up here. It is originally prepared for those who are destined to be destined. Why do you mean to disturb it?"
"Since you can break into this place, you are naturally one of the destined ones. Do you dare to give it a try?"
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"oh?"
Looking at the stone man in front of him, Wu Tao's eyes narrowed, and he said thoughtfully: "So, it is not a coincidence that that map can be passed down from ancient times to the present, and I am not the first one to come here.
Human?"
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"So what if it's an accident? So what if it's not an accident. So what if it's the first batch, not the first batch??"
The stubborn old monk had a smile on his face and said in a deep voice: "Buddha said that the world has its own cause and effect, and things have already happened."
"The donor is here now. Is it accidental or intentional? Is there anything to delve into?"
Wu Tao was silent for a moment, his face expressionless, and he couldn't see any emotion clearly, but he sighed secretly in his heart.
Lan Yingxiang thought that by coming here, she would be able to obtain the inheritance of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, climb to the top of the world of immortality, and become a supreme being, so she killed herself.
Now that I think about it, it is really sad, deplorable, and hateful...
Whether it is intentional or accidental, the difference is huge.
If it is accidental, it means that this is indeed a great opportunity, but if it is done deliberately, the result may not be certain.
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