Shepherding Humanity - Chapter 312

[Chapter 304]

What is the so-called truth?

For modern people living in a peaceful environment, it is a very metaphysical question.

After observing for a while, Xu Zhi felt that he understood his true heart, understood and determined his future path.

Different from physical cultivation, Taoism, witchcraft, and incense are related to the soul and emotional energy.

The spells performed are affected by emotions and inner feelings.

Whatever the heart desires, the Dao Dharma is in whatever form.

This is the enlightened mind.

“Hu Rennong, Dao Changsheng, Liu Wenjian… Everyone is different. They have all gone through setbacks, understood their original intentions, and laid the road for the future.”

Xu Zhi said silently, “What is my original intention? If I really want to make a comparison, maybe, I and Phoenix are the same kind of people, very indifferent, love nature, and don’t pursue anything… From our inner world small The world, you can see the similarity, they are all life players.”

Xu Zhi kept sorting out his heart and torturing his own heart.

As an apprentice creator and the father of the Zerg emperor, who breeds races and dominates countless worlds, what kind of heart should he have?

Is it immortal?

Is the pursuit of the strongest power?

The kind of God of Destruction and God of Creation that controls reincarnation?

Creation and destruction?

Transcendent indifference?

The only supreme being in multidimensional space-time?

No, no, that’s too metaphysical, too lofty.

What do others think?

I don’t know, but Xu Zhi personally thinks that it is necessary to be grounded. If you let yourself answer this question, the creator’s original intention is salted fish!

As a creator, like a super perverted, M-shaking, crazy fighting madman like Medusa?

The world will suffer.

Similar to the kindness of Dao Changsheng, can’t see the death of the common people?

Then there will be no mass extinction, there will be no alternation and rise and fall of creatures, a pool of stagnant water, not a good creator.

An ambitious behind-the-scenes conspirator like Di Qi, who frantically interferes, plays with the eras, and uses any means?

Too eager for quick success, Di Qi is a bit like the mother emperor of the last generation of Zerg, and a natural disaster-like civilization. Perhaps in order to become stronger, he will also embark on the path of locusts of constant plundering and aggression.

That doesn’t quite fit.

Xu Zhi believes that there must be a heart of salted fish.

In higher words, it is to sit and watch the vicissitudes of life, and the clouds are full of clouds.

It’s like a child squatting down and staring at a group of small ants on the ground. Their civilized war, rise, and destruction. If the road is really crooked, just straighten it up secretly.

As soon as he said that, he became taller in an instant.

As the creator, seeing those sand sculpture players provoking and crazy doing things everywhere, some indigenous people are going against the sky all day long, and they are also very salty. Just keep a small notebook, punish them, and trap those little ants with water, and you’re done.

“It seems that I have fully understood my Dao heart, I am free, like a bird… Not very tall, just a faint ordinary person.” Xu Zhi is a very realistic person, and his heart is not Not unique.

After he understood his inner thoughts, he couldn’t help but wonder,

“Here comes the problem. My personalities are relatively compatible with Phoenix’s. Phoenix likes to live in seclusion. However, even after going through a severe social beating, I completely realized that I like to live in seclusion and be detached from everything…”

“So, do I also have to experience a social beating?”

He kept thinking that everyone is different, although most people will be beaten, but in different ways. For example, Hu Rennong married a wife and gave birth to children, Liu Wenjian’s family was destroyed, but Mengmei was not beaten, and realized that it belongs to that day. On a rainy day, I met two apprentices and my father, who used to be Dao Changsheng, and suddenly sighed…

It depends on fate. My Dao Heart is a salted fish. Maybe eating an apple will suddenly break through?

Maybe, the black-haired and black-eyed young man raised his head and looked at the sky, “It’s useless to think about it, just take a leisurely stroll, it’s been a long time since I came to the wizarding world, eating all kinds of food, the species have become many different. .

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……

On the edge of the black fog forest, a convoy is slowly moving forward.

Sheila was holding a biography of past monarchs, yawning in boredom, sitting on the top of the carriage. She was only fourteen years old. She was dark, with a short nose, thick lips, brown-black skin, and adolescent freckles and acne. , Inherited the appearance of Father Mohank, and his parents had ordinary appearances. They were the faces of the typical southern kingdom of Errant, not the fair-skinned beauty she expected at all.

She followed her father’s caravan to continue to travel, reselling the specialty goods of major cities and towns.

In the Black Mist Forest, ordinary people like them did not dare to come. There will be many monsters running out of the forest and looting the caravan, but now there are basically no more. I heard that they have called the great origin devil Medusa to go to the ancient times. boundary.

This has led to the fact that the current potion land has lost many crises and has almost turned into a world for ordinary people.

“It’s not just those monsters, the monarchs and emperors of the past dynasties, the characters in historical myths, have appeared a lot, and many strong people have gone to the ancient world.” Sheila looked up at the sky with a book on her face.

The carriage traveled a certain distance and began to stop to rest. The cooking caught fire. Several team members picked up the ingredients and started cooking.

“Excuse me, can the ingredients be processed here? I want to borrow some seasonings.” A young man with black hair and black eyes came out, carrying a huge black plant vine, still wriggling.

“You you you you…” Sheila turned her head and looked, her voice was trembling, she pointed her finger at the young man, unable to control herself.

This person actually came out of the dark fog and deep forest.

That’s the death zone!

Dead Zone!

!

!

Although the Black Mist Forest no longer has any moving monsters, it is still a dead zone!

The immobile magic plant is still living in it. I heard that there was a fourth-order professional team a while ago. They entered the black fog forest to collect treasures, but the people suddenly disappeared!

That is a fourth-order professional!

!

I remember the family members of that bunch of professionals, they cried so hard!

When she looked again, her face was completely ashen.

Oh my God!

What is he holding?

Is that a magic plant?

He was actually eating magic plants!

Is he a foodie!

Eat everything!

That is the part of the potion, part of the body of the Great Origin Demon God, this man actually ate it?

Oh!

Those who can eat raw potions and use them as ingredients are definitely not human beings. Wouldn’t this be a legendary humanoid monster?

She shivered.

How can this thing be encountered by us, doesn’t it mean that they are all recruited to the front line?

The more she thought about it, the more she collapsed, her mouth was stunned, her chest heaved violently with fright, she was so panicked that she couldn’t speak, and she was uneasy.

“My name is Messiah, I’m a food traveler passing by, I love freedom and see all the customs, children, can I borrow some seasonings to cook?” Xu Zhi looked at the little girl and was a little puzzled. When I was a Saiyan, I used to eat it often. Has the times changed?

“what happened!”

At this time, some team members rushed to the side. The leader of them seemed to be the little girl’s father, with a beard, holding a delicate silver short staff, and came over carefully.

“Dad! He wants to borrow seasonings and roast the magic plant to eat!” Sheila shouted thoroughly.

After Mohank heard about it, his heart was shocked. Seeing the young man’s complexion changing several times, he stopped a team member next to him and said solemnly, “Bake this Mr. Messiah.”

A few men next to him quickly and carefully took the magic plant and placed it on the charcoal fire.

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