Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: I Am a Goddess

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Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain. In the temple there was an old monk and a young monk. One day, the old monk said to the young monk: "There is not much food in the temple. You can go down the mountain and turn some rice back." The little monk nodded, picked up the bag and went down the mountain, and never came back. The old monk waited alone in the temple for a year. Finally he couldn't hold it any longer, so he put a lock on the temple door and went down the mountain to find the young monk. The old monk climbed over the mountain and came to a vast desert stretching in front of him. He chanted "Amitabha" and did not dare to go forward. At this time, a caravan came by. Knowing that the old monk was going to cross the desert, he generously allowed him to join the caravan and took him across the desert. The old monk was extremely grateful and thanked the owner of the caravan repeatedly. The owner of the caravan waved his hand to him and said, "You're welcome. Bandits are rampant in the desert. I don't know if we can cross safely. I heard that some thieves still believe in Buddhism and will take you to try their luck." The old monk followed the caravan into the desert. The food brought by the caravan was all dried meat and strong liquor. The old monk kept his posture upright, abstaining from alcohol or eating any meat. He only ate the water and dry food he brought with him. Everyone in the caravan said that he was a virtuous monk. When they were halfway through the eight hundred miles of yellow sand, the caravan was captured by thieves, and everyone in the caravan lay dead on the spot. When the old monk opened his eyes, he saw the shining tip of the knife. He shouted. The man holding the knife was stunned and called: "Master." The old monk is not dead. He is very lucky. The young monk he is looking for is among the thieves. He has become the leader and married a wife. When the old monk saw the young monk drinking and killing people, he couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "You are a Buddhist, how can you be so vicious? How can you indulge in greed like this?" The young monk replied: "Buddha is neither cruel nor evil, so why do you want the world to respect him and fear him? Buddha has no greed and desire, so why does he want to accept incense from the world?" The old monk was speechless. The old monk was speechless and stopped blaming him harshly. The young monk continued: "Master, in the past year, I have been away from the mountain and have not returned. I have experienced all kinds of things and tribulations. When I first came down from the mountain, I didn't know the depth of the desert, so I entered it alone. I collapsed from dehydration in less than two days. The person who rescued me was a woman. I didn't know at the time that she was the daughter of a thief. Later I saw her holding a sharp knife, killing people and stealing goods, and I was shocked. I tried my best to persuade her not to do evil things, but she said, these eight hundred miles of yellow sand cannot feed so many people. Some people want to survive, and some people have to die. Would you rather be the one who survives, or the one who dies? It's just that he never kills anyone. I watched them kill group after group of caravans, and I was attacked by groups of thieves. I just enjoy dry food and water with peace of mind, and do not eat dried meat or strong wine, thinking that I am maintaining my integrity. But one day she said to me: 'Do you think that just drinking water and eating only solid food makes you superior to us? Did you know that clean water is snatched from the mouths of dying people, and dry food is taken from the packages of struggling merchants? ' At that moment I was blushing. Later, I ate meat, drank wine, and killed people with a knife. Later, I even broke the precept and married her. After the death of the old leader, I was elected as the leader by the thieves, and killing and stealing became commonplace. " The old monk sighed after hearing this and advised the young monk to go back with him. The young monk shook his head and said, "I can't go back, Master. Besides, the land behind the temple can only keep us two from starving to death. If I don't go back, you can eat alone. If I go back, we can only starve together." The old monk said that if people who follow Buddhism have less materialistic desires, there will be no big problem. The young monk shook his head and said, "Desire is a very scary thing. I heard that there is a famous dish in the southeast. The fragrance floats ten miles away, making everyone salivate after hearing it. The Buddha couldn't bear the temptation and wanted to jump over the wall, so it is called 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall'. You see, Buddha also broke the precepts sometimes, not to mention me?" The old monk said: "That is just a dish name after all. How does it mean that Buddha will really jump out of the wall? I will wait until the day you are willing to return to the mountain." So, the old monk followed the young monk all the time. He watched the young monk leading the thieves to attack the caravan. He stood in the distance and said nothing, only waiting for everyone to die and then went over to bury the bodies. At first the thieves laughed at him, but he treated them calmly and never refuted. Later, the thieves began to respect him and called him master like a young monk. They helped him bury his corpse and learned the scriptures about salvation. No matter how powerful the thieves are, they cannot roam the desert forever. After they robbed and killed a rich caravan, they were targeted by others, and several groups of thieves joined forces to kill them. They panicked and fled all the way. When they finally escaped into a grotto, only four people were left, including the young monk and the old monk. Just when they had no way out and were desperate, the grotto collapsed, blocking out the pursuers. They let out a long sigh, but soon discovered that they would face an even greater desperate situation: in this cave that they could not get out of, there was only enough food for one person to eat for a few days. After knowing this, the old monk meditated facing the broken Buddha statue in the grotto without saying a word. The remaining three people knew that he was going to fast. The three people looked at the little dry food left, swallowed, and divided the dry food into three portions, one for each person, and no portion for the old monk. After the first day, the three hungry people devoured half of the food they had. No one touched the remaining half. They stared at each other's food like hungry wolves. The next day, they started fighting. The old monk sat in front of the Buddha, with muddy tears rolling out of the corners of his eyes. On the third day, the other two people died, and only the young monk was left. His eyes were red, clenched his fists, and walked step by step towards the old monk in front of the Buddha, and stretched out his hand... The old monk was horrified, and without thinking, he stabbed out with the dagger hidden in his body for self-defense. The little monk opened his eyes wide and slowly opened his outstretched hand - the last piece of dry food lay on his palm. Two days later, a passing caravan rescued the old monk from the collapsed grotto. By then he was already dying. The old monk followed the caravan out of the desert and returned to the temple. A few days later, he hanged himself from a beam in the temple. Before putting his neck into the noose, he kept thinking about what the little monk said before he died. He said: "Master, Buddha... Buddha jumped over the wall..."

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The Hidden Assassin I saw before was always a cold female assassin, but you suddenly told me that she had "served" many mission targets in order to complete the mission, and she was a bit poisonous and a bit blocked. Even before that prince appeared, and the prince wanted her to die, she did it without hesitation. I could barely resist it, but this was really too poisonous. The perfect Hidden Thorn Girl is not perfect anymore, not because she has shortcomings, but because she has big flaws, big blemishes, and big poisonous points.

Wang Jingze, whose courtesy name is Zhenxiang and whose nickname is Zhengzheng Iron Bone, is from Changchun, Jilin. He was born in Chishuigou, Lianhua Township in the 32nd year of the Tian Dynasty. The family is well off, and his father is a local rich man. He has several brothers and sisters, all of whom are good people. Jingze then went about his business, looking down on the people of the world, wandering around in Internet cafes, and in karaoke bars, and was known as a willful hero. When someone with a good appearance saw him, he stroked his back and sighed and said: "The public is eager for profit and still has energy, but what he wants is so much, how can he tie up his girdle?" Ze Nu said: "Since I tied my hair, I rushed into the rivers and lakes. What I saw is wide and what I know is deep. The shovel is facing each other without retreat. It is powerful in the campus and no one dares to disobey. Instead of living in a mediocre way, it is better to stand up and make a name for yourself." Then he was appointed as a knight. In the winter of the 60th year of the Celestial Dynasty, his father could not bear to watch his fall again, leaving him destitute, without food and clothing. He also sent an envoy to summon a young master to the mountains and made him live in a poor family, grinding his proud bones and cutting off his scales. However, Jingze is not like an object in a pond. It becomes a demon when it encounters a shovel. Ze often fights with people with a shovel. Even though there are tens of thousands of people there, the director and filmer are just petty people, all of whom are afraid of Jingze's seven-foot shovel. The young master scoffs at Jingze, who despises him, and Ze is also annoyed by the young master's inability to argue with him. Jingze respected himself and did not eat for a day. He recalled the majesty of the past and was annoyed by the current downturn. He was furious and said: "How much has a common man deceived me! I have ordered ten thousand people to respect one person, kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for thousands of miles. Why should I suffer this humiliation? I will kill him to prove my way. Even if I die, I will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world!" The next day, Ze was well fed and lightly dressed, wearing a social uniform with colorful patterns on the inside and full of blood. He held a long-handled spade, drank a lot of cold drinks and opened a bucket. He walked alone in the fierce cold wind to the director's station, shouting for a shovel. The director huddled under the table, everyone lost their countenance and dispersed, the two groups were fighting, yellow and white came out at the same time. When the young master heard about it, he talked to his left and right people and laughed at him for not caring about what he was doing. He was stupid. Ze was furious and held a shovel and a rope. At that time, director Fang and several bullies swarmed in from all directions. He yelled and shouted, and the thieves were all invincible and walked away. At that time, a certain evil man chased Ze, and Ze scolded him with angry eyes. The thief was frightened, and his gun and stick fell to the ground. Ze walked alone with a smile on his face, but the thieves surrounded him again. Ze sighed and said: "I have been wandering around the world since I was a child. I wore a war robe and held a shovel. I have been through hundreds of battles. Those who attacked were defeated and those who were attacked were subjugated. I was never defeated. But now that I am trapped here, God will kill me!" Then he put the shovel on the stone and looked at the thieves under the stone with a smile. Eventually he was taken back to a poor family. Everyone was deeply impressed by Jingze's great righteousness, so they tempted him with cold boiled eggs and fried rice, hoping to make him take it. Ze was furious, and suddenly pointed his finger to the sky, saying: "My king, Ze, is suffering from hunger!" He put his hand to the ground again, and said, "He will die in the wild, facing an unpredictable abyss!" Suddenly he pointed his finger at the people, everyone was shocked, and quickly took a few steps back. Seeing this, Ze laughed and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "I will never bow down for five buckets of rice, and I will never eat such small grains as you do!" Not long after, Ze looked around and said with a smile: "It smells very good!"

It's a very interesting book. My bookshelf is almost full of transformation novels, so I'm pretty picky. Of course, I haven't read most of the books on my bookshelf because I can't read them. It's still the author's fault. Come on, I highly recommend it!

I saw a very hot discussion in book reviews about the issue of the character design of the Hidden Thorn Lady. My personal opinion is that one review can persuade a lot of people to leave. In ancient times, speaking with someone was also called "serve". This "serve" depends on your personal interpretation. If you are too good at daydreaming, there is nothing you can do about it. The whole book is very good, and the pace is a bit faster in the later period. I personally didn't feel anything about the book review. Before I read it, I felt that the book review was just a reference. Whether you want to read it or not depends on your personal interpretation. Also, each goddess has a different background, which is really interesting to watch. If you can, just give it your best shot. This is a good-looking book with no rough spots. Come on, come on, come on! ! !

This gun should be a real man's weapon

Come on, author, come on (ง •̀_•́)ง I'm optimistic about you

I think it's okay, but there are not many people reading it. Maybe I've read too many other books on cultivating immortals and martial arts. I'd be happier if I read a new type of book.