The next day, the people who came to listen to the sermon changed to another group.
The brand-new 800,000 people sat respectfully in the dojo, listening to Master Wang's preaching.
Xiang Nan bent over, leaning on the railing of the balcony on the second floor with his elbows, drinking tea while watching the state of those lunatics.
"Let me in! Please let me in, let me listen for another day."
Not far away, on the edge of the dojo, a fat middle-aged man broke into it crying and shouting, and was pinned to the ground by a group of security personnel.
The middle-aged man shook a card in his hand and cried, "I'm willing to spend money, I'm willing to pay one million, no, ten million! Please, let me listen for one more day."
A security captain came over and kicked the middle-aged man in the face, kicking the middle-aged man's mouth, nose and eyes, and two bloody broken teeth spewed out of his mouth.
The security captain said condescendingly: "You are really brave! You dare to even break into the master's dojo! Master Wang said yesterday that those who have heard the sermon yesterday are not allowed to come to listen to it a second time!"
"Take your stinky money and get out!"
The middle-aged man seemed to have a high status, at least he was a moderate official, but in front of Master Wang, an official in the secular world was not worth mentioning at all.
When a society is crazy enough, faith crushes power.
This kind of morbid scene has been staged more than once in the history of this small world.
Xiang Nan likes to read books. He has read many historical documents in this world. There was such a record, which made him feel very absurd.
Just in modern history, when the prestige of a certain sect reached its peak, the leader of this sect had already become the spokesperson of God. He was above everything else and an unreachable height.
In the country he governs, the king of that country is even willing to get down and kiss the boots of the leader of the sect.
Looking at the tall buildings in the distance, Xiang Nan said: "The civilization of this society is already highly developed, and they have even mastered the technology to go to the sky and enter the universe."
"But no matter how technological civilization develops, human nature will always remain the same."
After finishing speaking, Xiang Nan shook his head, turned around and entered the room.
Every day since then, there are always 800,000 new people who come to hear the Tao.
After about five days, someone came back.
Some people really felt the aura of heaven and earth, and the speed of five days, even in Xiang Nan's opinion, was indeed very impressive.
However, the person who came surprised Xiang Nan a little, it was the tall woman.
She was received by Master Wang, and Master Wang also looked at her in surprise: "You really felt it? So fast?"
The tall slender woman said excitedly: "Really, Master, I really feel it!"
Master Wang took out the jade pendant and said, "Touch it."
The woman touched the jade pendant, and unexpectedly, the jade pendant also glowed!
This time, Master Wang became energetic. He stared at the luminous jade pendant and said happily, "God help me too!"
However, the light of the jade pendant was still too weak, so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
The woman has just sensed the aura, and has not yet formally practiced. Her Dao Heart is in the embryonic state of gestation, and has not yet condensed into shape.
Master Wang excitedly took out a thin book with only two pages, the lowest level of exercises, and handed it to the woman: "Take it to practice!"
"Remember, don't leave here! Absolutely, never leave! You will follow me from now on!"
The woman nodded excitedly: "Definitely."
That night.
The night breeze was cool, and the woman was sitting in the empty dojo, on a wooden platform above the water, with her eyes slightly closed, cross-legged.
A thin strand of spiritual energy was slowly falling on her body at an extremely slow speed, and was absorbed by her with difficulty.
The aura that fell on her body was too thin, only a layer, but even such a small amount of aura was still a huge amount for a woman who had just entered the martial art, and she had to absorb it slowly, and it took half a day to absorb it completely.
Master Wang watched this scene from a distance, his eyes were full of excitement, and he said to himself: "Great, I have collected a pure Dao heart for my god."
"The day when her Dao Heart is condensed and formed is the day when I will take her Dao Heart away!"
After Master Wang entered the room, Xiang Nan strolled to the dojo. He stood in front of the woman and just looked at her steadfastly.
Xindao, when he first stepped into martial arts, was he as intoxicated and obsessed as she was.
"Let's go." Xiang Nan said lightly.
The woman opened her eyes and saw that it was Xiang Nan. She showed a disgusted expression and said, "Why, you still want to settle with me? I know I overdid it last time, but I just wanted to teach you a lesson. I didn't expect it to be that serious."
Xiang Nan shook his head: "Let's go, stop practicing, you will die."
"Crazy." The woman glared at Xiang Nan, closed her eyes again, and continued to practice.
Xiang Nan sighed and turned to leave.
The woman sneered and said, "You obviously envy me, but you still refuse to admit it, and you gave up so quickly."
"If you were really afraid that I would die from cultivation, how could you not persuade me so easily?"
Xiang Nan's back stopped, and he said, "If it was before, I would save you no matter what."
"But now, no more."
The woman raised her eyebrows: "He is really a small-hearted man, and he still holds grudges."
Xiang Nan ignored her, and said to himself: "You are just consciousnesses, consciousnesses in a dream."
"It's just a dream, um... it's just a dream."
"If a person in my dream dies, will I feel sad for the person who died in my dream after I wake up?"
Speaking of this, Xiang Nan smiled desolately, and said: "All the hard work I have done before, now it seems that it is just a joke."
"And I am the idiot who died for the character in the dream and still feels sad for him after waking up."
"If you are not real life, what is the point of saving or not, whether you are dead or alive..."
Xiang Nan left with a smile on his face.
It's just that the woman behind didn't see that, on Xiang Nan's full smile, there were two lines of tears streaming down silently.
His heart has turned gray.
He has already lost sight of it, and he has seen it through.
These trees, these mountains, and these people, in the eyes of Xiang Nan at this time, are just ink on the scroll.
They are symbols one by one, symbols without life and meaning of existence.
This world is fake.
The day is false, the earth is false, and everything in the universe is false.
Xiang Nan himself is also a dummy in the painting. He is ridiculous in his heart, only laughing that he thought he was a living being.
There is a poem in this world that makes Xiang Nan feel deeply.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I am in this mountain.
Xiang Nan looked up at the sky and wept, but his heart was like the empty wasteland.
How long can I live, or in other words, how long will I exist.
If the owner of the diary wakes up, then himself, and all of these, will disappear, as if they have never appeared before, like the dream last night after waking up, will never appear again, and will never be left behind. leave no trace. A person who has fought desperately for the sake of the common people, after the collapse of the world view, he will also be the first person to collapse and lose the support of his inner strength.