A terrifying thunder tore through the entire sky.
Lu Changsheng took "competition" as the theme, preached and taught, and let people all over the world compete for luck, don't just sit around and wait for death.
What I didn't expect was that Lu Changsheng dared to say such a thing.
Saints don't die!
There are more than one thieves!
These eight words are not common sense at all.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are two kinds of saints, one is a monk with a very high level of cultivation, and the other is not a high level of cultivation, but has the qualifications to preach and receive teaching. Shengmin Liming, who can achieve this existence, is the real saint.
And Lu Changsheng's sentence, saints don't die, thieves abound, it's too terrifying.
Describe saints as thieves.
If someone else said such a thing, they would probably be shot to death immediately, but Lu Changsheng said such a thing, it would only shock people again and again.
But even so.
A thunder calamity tore open the sky, as if it was the wrath of heaven, or as if a saint had recovered and was furious.
The violent wind and rain, lightning and thunder, seemed to destroy the world.
This is God's wrath!
"Holy Lord, don't say such words."
"Holy Master, don't touch the saint."
Someone spoke loudly, terrified, because Lu Changsheng's words really aroused the wrath of the sky.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, phantoms of saints appeared, but they did not bring any anger, they just stared at Lu Changsheng.
The sky rumbled loudly.
Thunderbolt is extremely terrifying.
Just then, a voice sounded.
"Your Excellency, why did you say that?"
The voice sounded, and the phantom of a saint gradually solidified and shone brightly.
This is a real saint, but it's just a mark imprinted by the way of heaven, but it's still a saint!
"Manifested! Manifested! Manifested!"
"Communications across time and space, the Holy Lord of Longevity has actually attracted the birth of a saint."
"This is Saint Chen! This is Saint Chen."
"Hiss! Saint Chen 330,000 years ago? Saint Chen who made the oath to heaven and earth? I didn't expect that I would meet this saint in my lifetime."
"Wooooow! The students have met Master Chen."
"Meet the holy master."
Between heaven and earth, countless literati were extremely shocked. They exclaimed the origin of this sage. At the same time, many literati knelt down, and there was no lack of great Confucianism among them, because what they learned was what this sage taught.
Chen Shengren was a saint 330,000 years ago, and he is also the last saint so far.
It is precisely because of this that Chen Sheng was able to show his holiness. The previous sages were too old and disappeared into the years.
Chen Shengren stared at Lu Changsheng, he was not angry, not angry, just questioning.
Why are saints immortal! There are more than one thieves!
The saint manifests.
Lu Changsheng didn't have any fear, after all he could be considered a saint.
But Lu Changsheng would not skip the necessary etiquette.
He bowed to the other party with the gift of a saint, and the other party was a saint, a saint with a heart for all people, worthy of his worship, but soon, Lu Changsheng said.
"A sage depends on others. A human being has seven emotions and six desires. Everyone in the world says that a sage has no desires, but a sage is not without desires. A sage has greater desires, and a sage has broader desires."
"The stronger the strength, the greater the greed. When you become an immortal, what you covet are immortal artifacts, so naturally you look down on magic artifacts!"
"So, the saint seems to be doing nothing, but he is also involved in the robber!"
"However, this is not humiliation, but Dao Xin!"
"My generation of monks does not seek the past life, does not seek the afterlife, only seeks the vigor and vitality of the present life, and repays the grievances with sincerity. In this life, I will not let anyone! I will not ask anyone! I will not blame anyone! I will not be jealous of anyone!"
"Saints don't die, thieves don't stop, monks don't die, fights don't stop. Wait, do you understand?"
Lu Changsheng spoke every word, sonorously and forcefully.
"Your Excellency, it's just that there should be a second meaning to this sentence, right?"
Chen Shengren spoke, and he asked Lu Changsheng with a smile on his face.
In fact, the meaning of immortal saints and thieves is not what it means.
There are two meanings, and what Lu Changsheng said is only superficial.
The other meaning is, don’t use your own moral standards to coerce others, don’t just focus on high-sounding principles, there are no absolute saints and villains, and don’t seize the moral high ground.
This is the core meaning.
But Lu Changsheng didn't answer, but simply stated the superficial meaning.
Just discuss the matter.
And Lu Changsheng nodded, and then said: "Everyone in the world is proud of being a saint, but there are no absolute saints or absolute villains in this world. We should not judge others by our own moral requirements, nor should we threaten them." others to learn."
"Everyone has their own way! Walking out of their own way is what we monks should do."
"Even if it is a stone, it should shine brightly and become the brightest star in the night sky."
Lu Changsheng's tone was sonorous and forceful, this was his morality.
He believes that everything in the world has its own core concepts, and it is the kingly way to suit oneself, and one should not imitate others because of their excellence.
Playing to one's own strengths is the kingly way.
And at this moment.
Chen Shengren nodded, he looked at Lu Changsheng, and then bowed respectfully.
"Meet Lu Sheng!"
Simple four words.
In an instant, the torn dome of the sky closed, in the sky, black and yellow clouds appeared, and above the ground, colorful lotus flowers appeared, and the light shone on the world of cultivating immortals.
The aura of heaven and earth rushed in front of Lu Changsheng crazily.
"The saint stands!"
An extremely loud voice sounded and spread throughout the world.
At this moment, behind Lu Changsheng, the light of wisdom emerged, and voices sounded beside Lu Changsheng.
"Tian Xingjian! A gentleman strives for self-improvement!"
"Topography Kun! A gentleman carries his virtues!"
"There will be times when the Yangtze River breaks the waves, and hang the cloud sails to help the sea!"
"Where there is a will, there is a way, and those who work hard, the sky will pay off!"
"I am born to be useful, and if the gold is gone, it will come back!"
"The road is long and long, I will search up and down!"
"Build a heart for the world, establish the people for the people, inherit the knowledge for the sages, and create peace for all generations!"
The endless words of the saint appeared around Lu Changsheng.
in the sky.
Two terrifying marks appeared.
One is full of infinite literary spirit!
A road full of power!
The two imprints fell into the center of Lu Changsheng's eyebrows.
In an instant, the world was shocked.
"Saint Mark!"
"That's the mark of a saint!"
"Lu Changsheng, you are truly sanctified."
"Hiss! Brother Changsheng, you are really sanctified."
"Before, he was half-holy, but now he is recognized by heaven and earth, and he is completely sanctified."
"Saint! Saint! After 330,000 years, a saint finally appeared."
The world was shocked, especially those literati, who were even more dumbfounded.
Because of Lu Changsheng, he was truly sanctified.
Just curious, what is the other mark