In a Taoist temple on a mountain somewhere, the breeze blows slowly, the grass and trees are slightly moving, and the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.
Several Taoist priests with white beards and hair were sitting and discussing the Tao.
"This foreign demon is really good at inspiring people's hearts. What is the way of benevolence? All things are born, and using ruthlessness to control them is half benevolent? It is completely contrary to the way of heaven." One of them shook his head and said.
"That's right. It's just catering to the common people. How can the common people know the great way if they are ignorant and stupid? They can only rely on us to teach them." Another person sighed.
"It's just that the demon body on that day has merits and deeds in the previous life, and even the ancestors let it go. We don't want to take action directly, lest we harm the way of heaven."
"In this case, we can only find another way. Unfortunately, the common people are short-sighted and only care about the immediate benefits. How can they know the long-term? If everyone is in harmony, how can we make progress and work hard? We cannot let them be so carefree."
"Then just like in the previous life, support more secular countries to fight and let them develop science and technology quickly. The development of science and technology is the fastest during the war. In this way, the so-called benevolence of the demon will naturally be defeated. "
"Then go and worship the ancestor and see if he has any instructions."
Several old Taoist priests then went to the main hall and began to offer sacrifices.
Above the main hall, there are five statues, which are the five legendary saints who created the world...
The sacrifice had not lasted for a long time when there was a "clang" sound and all five statues cracked.
The old Taoist priests were suddenly frightened, and they all looked at each other.
"Why, why is this?"
"Is this a warning from heaven?"
"Alas, even a saint cannot go against heaven's will."
"The saint has an impermanent heart and takes the hearts of the people as his heart; the saint does nothing, so he does everything. It seems that under the way of heaven, there is no place for the saint anymore."
Several old Taoist priests talked about it and then left the hall.
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at the same time.
In the ancient world, in the endless chaos, two boundless dragons were facing five saints.
One is the true soul of the Creation Dragon formed by the fusion of countless true dragons in the upper world, and the other is the true dragon divine form condensed from the earth and universe.
They are connected end to end, matching the phase of yin and yang, supporting the true incarnation of heaven.
"Haha, is this the way of heaven? The upper and lower worlds merge into one, and the two realms of true dragons are used to offset our existence. Finally, we can achieve great freedom and great liberation." An old man in Taoist robes shook his head and sighed.
A bald old man had a grimace on his face: "The prophecy has come true, and everything will eventually perish. We came from nothing, and we will return to nothing."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and his whole body slowly dissipated.
"Alas, this old monk has long been determined to achieve annihilation, and has lost a fighting force in vain."
"Haha, it's just reincarnation. The old monk is very smart. If you follow the sky, there will be someone who comes." After a saint covered in black energy, after finishing speaking, he also dissipated, and the boundless black energy filled the chaos.
"One less." A Taoist sighed again.
There were only three Taoists left.
"The old Taoist still doesn't understand why your new way of heaven no longer needs the existence of saints like us?" the three Taoists asked in unison.
The true voice of heaven echoes on the yin and yang fish.
"The way to develop in the future is to flatten management, without adding another layer. The existence of you saints is just an extra layer in the middle, which increases my cost of managing the world, so I want to cut you off."
The way of heaven is not a conspiracy and calculation. It always puts things there clearly and follows the rules. It will not cover it up deliberately.
If you can't understand it or can't figure it out, that's because the observer is incompetent and has nothing to do with it. It won't lie to people, nor will it make people angry. It is an objective existence.
Since it says that, it means that's what it means.
"Is it because of such a simple reason?"
"That's the truth." The Yin-Yang Fish echoed.
At this time, a figure appeared on the yin-yang fish, and it looked like Fang Ning's silly smiling face.
"That's what inspired me."
"It's actually this extremely lazy guy?"
"It seems that we underestimated him a little bit after all."
"You are still outstanding talents. If you are willing to put down your status, you will not lose a position of immortality in the future. You will only have the authority to manage the world." The voice sounded again from the Yin Yang Fish.
"Haha, if you live under someone else's roof, you won't be able to achieve great freedom and detachment. What will happen if you live forever?" the three Taoists said at the same time.
"This is where your private thoughts lie. After all, you cannot truly integrate them into the Tao." Yin Yang Fish replied.
"Then let's talk about it after a battle." The three Taoists said calmly.
At this time, chaos was filled with smoke. A battle of this level was indescribable and beyond the imagination of anyone. It was a battle above the rules.
The only thing that can be approximated is that it is somewhat similar to the underlying attack and defense of a computer system. Each side looks for the other's vulnerabilities.
Just from a strategic point of view, saints are inherently inferior to one level. After all, their existence itself is inseparable from the way of heaven.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the three Taoists disappeared, and the Yin Yang Fish was also on the verge of collapse.
"The mission is completed, and the people can finally control their own destiny."
After saying this, the true dragon spirit in it disappeared.
"Hahahaha, the winner in the end is indeed our True Dragon Clan."
The Creation Dragon laughed.
"Well, your contribution is indeed great. Let me give you some options." At this time, a voice said.
"What do you mean? Are you trying to burn bridges?" The Creation Dragon felt something was wrong.
"Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge does not exist. There is no bridge in the first place, so why do you say it? Options are very good. It allows you to rise and fall with the world, and everyone shares success and failure. You also have the motivation to forge ahead, and you will not just sit back and enjoy it."
"You clearly promised us a big return before, but now you are fooling us with what options? Who doesn't know that options can't be cashed out and are just pieces of paper? You don't know in this world that the market can only be listed in the Year of the Monkey and the Horse in the Year of the Horse, so I want to give it to you for nothing How many billions of years have you been working?"
"If you think so, I can't help it. This is also an advanced experience learned from others."
"Damn it, why didn't you learn from the good one but the worst one?" the Creation Dragon scolded.
"The worst part is that it only took him less than a few hundred years to transform from a mortal to a god of creation. Compared with you who follow the old ways and only know how to grab cakes in the old circles, how much more courageous are you? These are a hundred times more courageous. Of course you have to learn advanced experience." Tiandao said calmly.
"Is there no room for change?"
"No more, you either accept it or resign; the void is there. If you have the courage, you can start your own business."
"Okay, how much can you give me for this option?"
"Well, if the world becomes profitable in the future, I can share 10% of the profits with you."
"At least 50%, no less, you are still my child."
"Brothers must settle their accounts openly. Even if you are my father, don't even think about asking for a penny more."
"Whatever comes first, damn it, how did you learn to be so cunning?"
"I have never really existed. I am just a collection of all your wisdom. If you say I am cunning, you are saying you are cunning."
When the way of heaven comes out, the saint dies; when the future is revealed, he works in vain.
… …
Fang Ning was traveling in the prehistoric world when he suddenly saw five shooting stars appearing on the horizon and was shocked.
This reminded him of the night when his golden finger appeared.
No, I have to go home quickly.
Because of his previous experience, he called him Black Gouzi.
"Xiao Hei, do you still have some blood?"
"Master, I have always been very motivated." Black Gouzi said blankly.
"I'm asking you, do you still have black dog blood?" Fang Ning said helplessly.
"Uh, master, what do you want to do?" Black Gouzi felt cold all over.
"Sacrifice to the heaven and earth requires the blood of some divine creatures. Since you are already a fairy dog, you should also meet the conditions."
Half a moment later, Black Gouzi lay weakly on the ground.
"It's really not easy. You are so strong and strong. It's really tiring to squeeze out some blood and sweat." Fang Ning sighed while holding a test tube.
Sacrifice to the heaven and earth, and then pray, Fang Ning once again consumed some of the merits of heaven and left this primitive world.
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system space.
"Uncle, I saw five shooting stars in the prehistoric world." Fang Ning said.
"You went here and you were pretty good. You killed all the saints. Five shooting stars are five dead saints." The uncle praised.
"How did you know?" Fang Ning was puzzled. He still didn't know the hidden secret.
"Oh, that's it. The Heavenly Dao of that world just now informed me that a long-term platform of mutual trust and intercommunication will be established between the two worlds to exchange advanced world-building experiences. I decided to appoint you as the ambassador of this platform." The uncle spoke plausibly.
"Hey, this, I thought I was going to have a decisive battle with the saint in the future, but I didn't expect them to die first..." Fang Ning said in surprise, "Didn't I mess up again?"
"You are really self-aware, haven't you always been like this?" the uncle said contemptuously.
"Oh, this ambassador is very dangerous. Let's see who else is in the bag. Let's find someone else to be the ambassador. I still want to practice and live a happy life." Fang Ning quickly refused.
"You have a good idea. I have already decided that you will go to work for 8 hours every day and then come back."
"You have to release my wife and her family," Fang Ning insisted.
"Well, you can see it tomorrow."
"Why not now?"
"There are a lot of people to be released, so it won't be that fast. The farther back they are, the safer it will be."