What is merit?

There are a hundred answers...

Does merit exist?

There are certain and negatives, each has its own opinions

What does merit look like?

If you ask ten thousand people, you may only get ten thousand shaking your head.

At this moment, Ning Feng saw it.

When he saw the merit, he grew up to be like he was wandering in front of him now.

The purest bright yellow color, like clouds, and as if it has its own life, wandering in front of Ning Feng, as if it is looking at him.

Suddenly, it was so close that Ning Feng could not even catch it, and this golden light of merit hit his palm.

The next moment, he quickly sank into it.

Ning Feng was like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and he had not yet felt anything. A flower in front of him, and the auspicious clouds completely scattered, and countless golden lights of merit were shrouded in crowds to everyone present.

Among them, the only one on the Wuyan car is obtained;

The Sun God Palace is divided into 40%;

The last 10% scattered into countless strands, either flew into the Five Destination Car, or entered the bald head of the future Buddha, or rushed into the body of the Sanren and the God Cook, or was divided by Ning Feng and others.

This process is so fast that even my brain can't keep up with it.

Ning Feng and others only felt a flash of eyes, and there was a warm feeling all over their body, and their mind became clearer, as if they were washed away by some kind of cleaning.

This kind of washing is not like a warm bath. It feels warm at first, but it will not last long after it comes out;

It's not dead to wash your feet, but it's just a refreshing surface.

It was from the deepest part, from the most fundamental part, as if six pieces of yang bone were opened and the purest things in the world were washed away from the soul to the body.

"Huh~"

Ning Feng held his breath and experienced it with all his heart. After a long time, he was willing to let out that breath.

He was about to finish speaking, but he was shocked by the scenes in front of him.

Everyone who is in front, back, left and right, in the sky and earth, is very different from before.

Behind everyone, there is a golden light of virtue hanging behind the head, in a shaping shape, without the noble and bright yellow of the merit itself, but with a glorious golden color.

Such a golden light of merit will not be concealed by any light. It is like a guide sign that guides the gaze of the Tianxin consciousness in this direction and falls on the body.

A person, whether familiar or unfamiliar, is surrounded by a dazzling golden light of merit behind his head. You can imagine that he must be the same, so how can Ning Feng not be shocked?

After the initial shock, he calmed down and found that the golden light of merit on everyone's head was different.

Some are as dazzling as the golden edge of the sun, some are as gentle as the rising sun, and some are as light as the sunset when the sunset is setting...

"Is this a different amount of merit gained?"

Ning Feng thought about this and wanted to look at himself in the mirror. What was the round hanging behind his head?

Unfortunately, it was not too late.

As soon as his thought came out, he saw the golden light behind everyone's heads disappearing, gradually fading away, gradually becoming like before, like an ordinary person, and the back of his head was empty.

Ning Feng was startled at first, and quickly calmed down and felt himself.

Immediately, he let out a long breath and relaxed.

In Ningfeng's sensing, the golden light of merit is just like the bronze lamp before. It is there, but the eyes cannot see it.

The difference is that when the bronze lamp is used, as long as Ning Feng is willing, he can summon it out, and the golden light of merit will not be achieved.

"Maybe it's only when it reaches a certain special situation, it's triggered; or I'm forced to do everything, otherwise it would be a bit difficult to see it again."

Ning Feng was not depressed. Even if the golden light of merit was no longer visible, it was still playing a role subtly. At this moment, his clear mind, which was as bright as a newborn baby, was its effect.

"When it comes to this, I'm afraid I've ignored it before..."

Ning Feng suddenly remembered something, and walked closer to the Sanren Divine Cook, opening his mouth to ask.

Speaking of which, he had asked enough questions during this period, but this time he couldn't succeed. He had just finished what he wanted to say, but his teeth were not pried open by his tongue. The person who was about to ask spoke in front of him.

"See, kids, this scene can't be seen once in a thousand years."

While the Sanren Divine Cook opened his mouth, he took both hands away from the innate Qi Hunyuan Cauldron, which was like dancing, as if he was welcoming something about to land in the sky.

Ning Feng and others subconsciously looked up with his eyes, and then looked...

"Nothing..."

Ning Feng was as thoughtful as everyone else, and he was very depressed.

The chef of Sanren is different. He is very excited, quite excited. After the merits entered his body, he was always in this state, as if a mountain had been moved away from his heart.

Even before this, the old chef gave Ning Feng and others the impression that he was moody and uncontrollable, but under this, there seemed to be something that was always pressing down heavily and could not be happy.

At this moment, the thing was moved away, and the chef of Sanren became even more nervous. It was just a low pressure that was shrouded invisibly, and the stuff that people dared not speak was gone.

Before this, Ning Feng was talking to him alone, but this time it was different. As soon as he found that there was nothing, Ning Feng had not spoken yet, everyone asked in a verbal question:

"Senior Sanren, there is nothing in heaven."

"Senior Sanren, what are you waiting for?"

"Senior Sanren, will there be more merits to be reduced?"

"Senior Sanren..."

Not to mention the Sanren Divine Cook, even Ning Feng had a headache. He felt a group of flies circling around his head, buzzing so hard that he wanted to smash his head to the ground, or slap all the buzzing buzzing to death.

The relaxed smile that the Sanren God Chef had originally hung on his face was stiff and solidified little by little, from the clear sky to the clouds. If he continued to quarrel like this, he would definitely burst out without any good mood.

Ning Feng was planning to be a gentleman not to stand under the dangerous wall and flash to the side first. A sudden change occurred.

The drizzle fell and the drizzle fell on everyone's heads and faces, moistening the clothes and wetting the soil.

"There is no cloud in the sky..."

Ning Feng raised his head, greeted the drizzle with his face, and looked up with all his might. The sky was clear and cloudless. It was as clean as if the sky was born.

In fact, near the surroundings, it looks like a world is just beginning to open. All the plants and trees, all living beings, all the power that surges out into space when the channels of the two realms are opened.

If it weren't for the Sanren God Cook, Ning Feng and others would not have ended up being much better than the weakest grass.

In a devastating world, after the merits from the sky, there was a drizzle suddenly. It seemed a bit strange, especially when the Sanren Divine Cook obviously had expected it.

Ning Feng was spinning rapidly in his mind, but his body was reacting instinctively.

He opened his mouth and swallowed in the drizzle.

"Well, sweet, and... so smooth..."

Of course Ning Feng felt it was smooth, and the rainwater flowed into his stomach along his throat.

The next moment, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and his ears were filled with cheering sounds, which were the whole body, every inch of flesh and blood, every inch of tendons and veins, cheering for new life, prosperity, and the power of vitality.

"What's this?"

Ning Feng opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with shock.

Immediately afterwards, when a piece of verdant drip came into view, the shocking color became more and more obvious.

The place where you see is no longer a deserted area, with tender green grass constantly emerging, and in a flash, it is like spending spring and autumn, and all the grass is green, a hundred times before.

Beyond the green grass, trees rose from the ground, condensed in a hundred years of time, and grew into dense forests, covering the sky and the earth in pieces.

This is the plant, and then the living beings.

Ning Feng couldn't know what the drizzle containing infinite vitality had that he could not detect. In short, green grass kept popping up, and as the trees continued to grow, various creatures flocked from farther places.

The beasts ran wildly, the birds flapped their wings, and the insects were swarming...

All the noisy sounds brought the whole world into the world, just like the drizzle in the sky, turning the desolation into infinite vitality.

"This is……"

Ning Feng looked at the Sanren Divine Cook, Chen Xiwei was like this, Zeng Zui Mo was like this, and Baoxi was like this...

The Sanren Divine Cook didn't have time to pay attention to them at first. After dancing, she raised the innate Qi Hunyuan Ding high to face the drizzle in the sky.

He was honest and didn't need any magic, so he just let the innate Qi Hunyuan Ding take the rain.

Otherwise, this old chef would use some means to avoid a drop of drizzle in the whole world and would only be taken away by him.

After Ning Feng noticed the infinite vitality in the drizzle, he noticed the old chef's actions and immediately extinguished his greedy thoughts.

You can see that the chef Sanren is so law-abiding. If you really want to use magic to restrain the rain at this time, God knows how many terrible things will happen. Anyway, even the Nascent Soul Cultivator thinks it is not easy to violate, and Ning Feng thinks it is better to be honest and obedient.

After Ning Feng finished speaking, the chef Sanren Shen stopped when he saw that it was ready, but did not continue to receive the rain, and replied, "Have you heard of it, what is the method of rain?"

"Fayu?"

Ning Feng scratched his head and asked tentatively: "Does Fayu Cihang mean?"

If he remembers correctly, this seems to be a Buddhist concept, right?

The chef of Sanren God shook his head, nodded again, and said, "Although it is different, it is not far away."

"The Dharma Rain is a rainwater containing the power of the laws of heaven and earth. It is not magic power, but it is better than all magic power."

"If this formation rain has a name, it will be one word: Sheng!"

"This is a compensation for this by Tianxin consciousness."

The Sanren Divine Cook explained while laughing at the innate Qi Hunyuan Ding, obviously happy that she could receive so much Dharma rain.

Ning Feng didn't know why he was so happy, but he knew something that he couldn't say before was right now.
Chapter completed!