Feng Bo Shui Master thought he had heard it wrongly, and his eyes widened and looked at the stranger in front of him like a ghost: "???"

Xia Shouren below was also shocked by the dazzling light in front of him: "!!! How could he have such great merit?!!"

Unity and Yi were quite confused below: "What are you talking about? Who is this person? What is the merit?"

Xia Shouren beside him was stunned by the question.

There are many sayings about merit, but the essence of the heavenly way has not changed since ancient times.

In a broad sense, merit is the most highly praised by the active Taoist and Buddhist religions in China. The way of heaven covers the world. In order to maintain world order, from the day of wisdom, we hope that the wise and wise people can have good thoughts to heaven and earth. Merit is the merit of welfare, and virtue is the virtue of promoting good deeds. Throughout history, no matter the status, no matter how high or low it is, it is all like this.

Is it counting to save the dead creatures in the Taoist temple? Of course counting.

Ordinary people help the old lady cross the road. They draw their swords to help when they see injustice on the road.

But there is also a difference between merit and merit. In ancient times, there was a small story related to this, saying that there was a mortal who practiced great compassionate mortals who were eager to ascend, and they did countless good deeds in their life, helping the elderly and young, dispersing all their wealth, and running around to help others all day long, but they never became a saint. At the time of death, Ming Chai came to pick up his soul. He asked Ming Chai if he could be ranked in the immortal class, but Ming Chai told him that his merit was not enough, at most he could only be happy and happy in the next life without worries about food and clothing. The one who accumulated enough merit was transformed into a saint was the king of his land.

This great compassionate man was extremely unwilling to argue with the Ming Crazy, saying that the king of his country was cruel and harsh and did not do any good deeds in his life. Not only did he summon the world's beauties to show off for his own enjoyment, but fortunately he was very happy and forced the world to build city walls and dig rivers for him, which made the people in the territory unbearable and the people were living in poverty. Why can such evil people become saints? He is not good people who have helped countless people.

The Ming Crazy smiled and told him: "You have indeed saved many people, and this king is indeed not as kind as you, but do you know that this strict king, the wall he built, will save the lives of 120,000 people from the hands of the enemy in the outbreak of war twenty years after his death. The river he dug will become a source of water for millions of people to starve to death in the next few droughts. He has left so many lives, but you have only saved thousands of people throughout your life. Which one is greater in your merits and his merits?"

This story has been passed down to this day, and even Xia Shouren cannot be sure whether it is true or false, but the rules of the way of heaven in the story are good.

The way of heaven has no emotions and does not understand emotions. It is just a constraint on the control of the world, a standard for judging and giving merit. It is never the recipient. It only depends on the consequences of the creature doing something itself.

For example, some scientific research people in the mortal world have achieved remarkable results, either studying food, solving the hunger and cold problems of hundreds of millions of people, or studying medicines, and saving tens of thousands of dangerous lives. Such existences, even if they do not understand practice at all and believe in science, will not be less than the golden light of merits, and even more than most practitioners who devote themselves to practicing and enlightenment.

This is the main reason why Ningtian Group has been looking down on the world since ancient times to the 21st century that each of them has made every effort to solve natural disasters for the country. They have caught fat and arrested Changyou, and traveled everywhere all year round. It is already miserable that there is no believer. If even the merits are lost, what kind of god is called a god?

There are also many divine beasts who ignore their thousand-year-old age and actively join the ocean of modern civilization knowledge with their old faces. They are scrambling to learn all kinds of obscure data that makes the beasts so big, and have led to the countless scientific research projects that are now shocking to all walks of life. Aerospace, pharmaceuticals, network technology, etc., what are they looking for?

Isn’t it because metaphysics cannot save modern people?

Xia Shouren is an ancient beast, and is well-versed in the present. He has a pair of wise eyes. Naturally, he can see the merits of Wei Dedao that are so thick that they dare not look at him. He survived even longer than Master Feng Boyu, but he had never seen such a shocking golden light of merit. This is not a person, it is clearly a moving merit box.

Xia Shouren himself is actually not unfamiliar with the Golden Light of Merit. When he was a believer in the Middle Ages, he was keen to participate in activities to protect his fans. He was an advanced member for a while and was one of the employees who most frequently obtained merit from the Heavenly Dao. Even though the Tao has collapsed today, Golden Light of Merit is actually not uncommon. In the last two months, Qingniu, the Qingniu, who had been studying anti-tuberculosis drugs for many years, appeared in the world and won the award. Because the efficacy of this latest anti-tuberculosis drug is very significant, the number of merits added was particularly large at that time, which was so much that other divine beasts in the company were envied.

But the merits that Qingniu had obtained at that time were simply worth mentioning compared to the one in front of him.

With so many merits, it’s incredible. What did he do? This is a fucking treatment that he has won seven or eight hundred Nobel Prizes?

After hearing his previous explanation, Duangjieyi seemed to understand the word merit, but he also understood that merit is probably a very rare thing. Therefore, although he couldn't see it, he nodded and exclaimed: "So that's it. I didn't expect that it would be of such great significance to treat athlete's foot and constipation."

Xia Shouren: “…”

Constipation of athlete's foot...

When Duanjieyi talked about these two diseases, he suddenly remembered something. He fooled his mind and stared at the sky: "Believers? Athlete? Constipation? Master! Master! Is this the Taoist Heavenly Lord in our sect?"

Wei Xi was hugged by Shuo Zong, his feet were hanging in the air, and his mind was blank. He stared at the old man who had not seen him for a long time and shouted, "Wei Dedao?"

The arms stuck on the waist seemed to tighten a little.

The back in front paused before turning around, with a smile on his face, with a little unstingy look, and his out-of-focused eyes seemed to sweep towards his back, then he slowly spoke with his beard and trembling: "Advisor..."

Wei Xi's face changed a few times, and he subconsciously wanted to say who your apprentice was like before, but finally said, "...Aren't you dead?"

Wei Dedao tskated: "You kid, I'm trying to cheat you. Your master has been practicing for more than 500 years. How could he die so easily? What's more, you miss me like this and ask someone to worship me. Even if I really die, I have to fight for my life."

Wei Xi's lips were pursed tightly and stared at him in silence.

Wei Dedao immediately laughed: "I know what you want to ask. I haven't gone anywhere these days, I'm all by your side with you."

Wei Xi said coldly: "Who cares about this?"

Wei Dedao did not take his attitude towards him seriously at all, and said to himself: "I have seen all the things you have done since you came out of the mountain. The decision to hand over the position of the 62nd generation of the Taicang Sect to you was indeed a good one."

"Since you came out of the mountain, don't you eat a monster? You have also let go of the protected animals."

"The performance of the sect is good, there are more than a thousand employees? I am better than your master back then."

"I also started a public-private partnership. If you are the other seniors, you can't do better than you."

In his nagging voice, Wei Xi's cold gaze finally turned away, but he still looked unhappy.

Wei Dedao knew very well that this had been coaxed. Wei Xi was not so quiet in his anger. He was really unhappy to use the Five Elements Umbrella to slap Feng Bo just now.

He exchanged a look with the second disciple behind Wei Xi. Although he couldn't see it, he conveyed the same information tacitly at this moment. It would be better not to let Wei Xi know some information for the time being.

But Master Feng Boyu behind him couldn't help but fight hard? Suddenly he turned into a complimentary meeting. What did the Xiong parents want to do in front of them?

Feng Bo's face was still hurt when he was sucked by the Five Elements Umbrella. Now that he was ignored like this, he became even more angry and stared at the opponents in front of him and said, "Can you still fight?"

Shuo Zong held the God-killing Whip in his hand tightly, and whipped the blood left by Master Feng Boyu and slid down in the rain. He put one arm around Wei Xi, and his voice was still cold: "All magic weapons are lost, do you still have to resist stubbornly?"

Feng Bo's robe was blown up by the strong wind. Although he had no magic fan, he still sneered confidently: "Resistance from the will of the will? Tianlu Shen, you are too confident, you might as well see what that is."

Shuozong remained motionless.

The lightning of the thunderous lightning in the air once again thundered through the night sky. Since the lightning just now, they approached their positions one by one with the dark clouds. Seeing that he did not answer, Feng Bo laughed wildly at the sky: "Heaven punishment is here, aren't you afraid?"

Shuo Zong raised his eyebrows: "Why are you afraid?"

Feng Bo: "???"

Shuo Zong: "Are you crazy? I won't say it just now, how could the Heavenly Punishment hit me now?"

Feng Bo's laughter suddenly paused in his voice, and then he remembered something, his eyes fell on Wei Dedao who was blocking his front.

Feng Bo: "..."

Indeed, with such a great golden light of merit, it is too late to protect the way of heaven, and it is impossible to cut it.

Feng Bo gritted his teeth and said to Wei Dedao: "Do you want to protect him?"

Wei Dedao was stunned for a moment: "Ah? How is that possible?"

Feng Bo knew that he didn't care, so he felt relieved and immediately cooperated with the Rain Master to attack Shuo Sect. As a result, before Shuo Sect could fight back, Wei Xi was the first to get angry, venting all his anger on them, snatched the God-killing Whip from his disciple's hand and snatched them with fierce eyes: "I want to die!"

Feng Bo was hit on his face again, his nose was almost tilted. He covered his wound and almost glared out of bleeding. He exchanged sight with Master Yu and fought back towards Weixi.

As a result, before Master Yu's magic weapon approached Weixi, the golden light of merit flashed in front of him, and Wei Dedao blocked in front of him again: "Star Lord calmed down."

Master Feng Boyu: “…”

The two of them were afraid of hitting him and were struck by lightning. They hurriedly retracted their magic power and almost pissed off: "Didn't you say you don't care!!!"

Wei Dedao was full of worry: "Of course, Xingjun hitting Tianlu God is not my business, but how can I beat my disciple?"

Master Feng Boyu: “…”

Wei De said: "My disciple is young, naughty and ignorant, and it's not intentional offense. There are many Star Lords, so don't bother with him."

Master Feng Boyu: “…”

The disciple behind him looked at them coldly, pinching the God-killing Whip, and his murderous intent surged in his eyes, almost condensing and forming.

Feng Bo: "...You said this was not intentional offense?"

Wei Dedao smiled like "I really can't do this child": "I'm too spoiled, and he's really naive."

Master Feng Boyu: “………………………………”

Oh, it turns out that in the eyes of these human practitioners, is the disciple's behavior of killing the god just "naive"? It can be seen that you are blind.

Wei Dedao said it with confidence. He had a golden light of merit in front of him, which made Feng Bo's navy unable to start. Feng Bo's agitated. After a long stalemate, he listened to Master Yu's ears and said, "Why don't we stop fighting?"

Whether it is a battle for dignity, it can be said that it is a battle for dignity. If the golden light of merit is killed by the sky thunder, it will be a loss of face for thousands of years.

*******

The wind and rain gradually faded, and the apprentice was carried back to the ground. Wei Xi was still stunned and didn't react: "Are you going to fight?"

The apprentice raised his hand and touched the top of his head: "Well, I won't beat him anymore."

Wei Xi pinched the God-killing Whip and glanced at Feng Bo and Yu Shi with a faint look. The two of them hadn't calculated the account that they had just smashed their apprentice's head with a fan.

Feng Bo's Shui Master's face turned stern, and Wei Dedao next to him spoke gently: "Xingjun, my disciple is still young..."

Feng Bo Shui Master: "…stop your mouth."

The victim was helpless and furious. Xia Shouren finally recognized the object of merit in front of him, looked at him and Wei Xi, and showed a very surprised expression on his face: "Huh? Why is it..."

Wei Dedao's expression changed when he heard his voice. He subconsciously turned his head and turned Wei Xi's position for a second, but he could only feel the warm gaze from Shuo Zong behind Wei Xi, and seemed to have no intention of helping to stop Xia Shouren from speaking.

Feng Bo Shui Master was very upset with Wei Dedao's existence and couldn't help but frown: "Do you recognize him? Who is he?"

Although Xia Shouren did not have a divine position in the Shangtian Court like Shuo Sect, he was an ancient divine beast. He had been in contact with the world of cultivation in the past and knew about the great things in the world. Therefore, although he had never dealt with him, he was also very impressed by Wei Dedao, the number one in the world of cultivation. Not only did he have a deep impression, he also knew many famous legends left by the other party in the world of cultivation. However, Feng Bo's navy had a special identity, and had his own identity in the past and did not easily go to the mortal world, so he knew much less about the world of cultivation than him.

Therefore, when Xia Shouren heard the inquiry from Feng Bo Shui Master, he subconsciously wanted to answer, but when he spoke, he suddenly received the look of his friend.

Xia Shouren paused and changed his voice: "I don't know you."

Feng Bo Shui Master frowned and frowned.

Duanjieyi, who was standing aside, looked at Wei Dedao's appearance, but he had already confirmed his inner guess. Now that he had seen Master Feng Boyu, he was full of acceptance of the existence of the gods. He immediately accepted his head and bowed: "Master Tianzun!"

He shouted in the direction of his junior brother again: "Junior brother! Lord Tianzun has appeared! Why are you still standing there?"

The junior brother looked at him coldly, without any intention of coming to worship. The Tianzun had a very good temper and even reached out to touch his head. Although he was blind, his eyes were full of smiles: "Don't be so polite, get up. Are you Xi'er's eldest disciple? You have a good bone appearance, just call me Master."

As the number one stupid fan of Taicang Sect, Tuanjieyi was so excited that he blushed when he saw the offerings of his own sect: "Master!"

He stood up again and said to Feng Boshui Master: "Alas, as a god, he doesn't even recognize the famous Heavenly Lord of the Tao in our sect. It seems that he has really not been very good in the past."
To be continued...