"Thank you, senior." Blue Rain Butterfly said.

So, several luxury cars carried Xiao Fei and them out of Huadu City and headed for Xijiang Province. There is a provincial highway between the two provinces, and it takes less than two hours to reach Xijiang. When I arrived at Mangdang Mountain, it was not yet eight o'clock in the morning.

Huadu belongs to the south of China, and it will light up at five o'clock in the morning.

When I came to the gate of the mountain, the ancient warriors dressed as the staff of the scenic spot were automatically released after seeing the license plate. Then the car went up the hill around the ring road, and there were few people along the way. According to Jiang Haitao, many ancient warriors had already gone up the mountain last night.

The road around the mountain is nine bends and eighteen turns, like a ribbon around the waist. The scenery along the way is also beautiful, and a variety of landscapes come into view. Xiao Fei admired it while sitting in the car.

"What kind of god is that?" Suddenly, the blue rain butterfly on the car saw a sculpture of a god next to the road, which was particularly eye-catching. The statue was of an old woman, sitting upright on a hill with a kind face. In his left hand, he holds a pair of scissors, and in his right hand, he holds a worm.

"This mother-in-law is a well-known local deity called Granny Shi, and it is said to be very effective." Jiang Haitao said.

"What's in there?" Lan Yudie asked. She has been led by Xiao Fei into the path of cultivating immortals and began to cultivate immortals, so she is very interested in these legends. It seems that this Granny Shi is a god with a low position, and she has just started to cultivate, so she is relatively close to her.

It is rumored that she was a person from the Northern Song Dynasty, with no children and no daughters under her knees, and she was alone. But she is very kind to people, very kind and kind. Jiang Haitao said while driving: "Later, there was an insect plague in the village, and she took the lead in catching insects. The big ones were cut with scissors, and the small ones were sprinkled with lime. ”

Later, somehow, wherever she went, the insect plague was automatically eliminated. Because of her perennial help to others, coupled with catching insects and eliminating pests day and night, she couldn't afford to get sick. On the day she died, people gave her a funeral. At the time of the funeral, people saw with their own eyes that she ascended to heaven in a cloud of mist. ”

"Do good deeds and help others, and you become a god?" Blue Rain Butterfly was surprised. If that's the case, then what's the point of cultivating? As a result, she had doubts about whether she should cultivate.

"Who knows such a thing as becoming a god?" Jiang Haitao said: "The ancients said that to be a man is to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and to do good deeds and accumulate virtues can become immortals and gods. But anyone with a modicum of knowledge knows that this is what the ruling class uses to confuse the people. ”

"Fei Shao, what do you say?" Lan Yudie asked.

"In the past, those gods needed people's faith. So find one or two good people as examples, give them a little bit of mana after they die, and they will become gods. Xiao Fei said: "Because the mana is given by others, their cultivation is very low, and they can only be scattered immortals, but they can't go to the sky." ”

"They are not at all as strong as the immortals they have cultivated. And for the rest of his life, he can only be a scattered immortal. Xiao Fei continued: "There are only one or two people who can be promoted. If you can become an immortal as long as you do good deeds, then the heavenly realm can't hold it. ”

It was because the lie that you can become a god by doing good deeds and accumulating virtue was exposed, so later, there was a legend. said that if you want to become an immortal, you also need to be a good person in the tenth and eighteenth generations. ”

"I see." Lan Yudie said.

Regarding these opinions said by Xiao Fei, Jiang Haitao did not speak. I thought that he was originally a monk, and it was reasonable to say that these gods and Buddhas were also reasonable. As everyone knows, what Xiao Fei said is all the true situation in the divine realm.

"That's right, Alliance Master. Regarding the matter of Mangdang Mountain, I will test you again. Jiang Haitao said with a smile: "Right here, there is a very famous thing related to education, do you know?" ”

"If you test my knowledge of history and humanities, you are simply asking for a blind question." Xiao Fei said. I don't shy away from the fact that I lack knowledge.

"Since you don't know, I'll tell you, right?" Jiang Haitao said.

"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Lan Yudie said: "His lack of knowledge does not mean that I have less knowledge." Let me think about it...... Mangdang Mountain...... Education ......" suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his head, and said in surprise: "I know, you are talking about the story of the Mangshan thieves." ”

"You know?" Jiang Haitao said, "It seems that your grades in school are much better than those of the alliance leader." ”

"Of course." Lan Yudie said proudly: "The story of the Mangshan thieves is about...... This incident also happened in the Song Dynasty. At that time, on Mangdang Mountain, there was a robber who often robbed homes and committed capital crimes. Later, he was arrested by the government and sentenced to death. ”

"When he was about to be executed, his mother came to see him. The robber said that I just wanted to take another sip of milk before I died. So his mother agreed, and she breastfed in public. Unexpectedly, when he was breastfeeding, he bit off her mother's ...... My mother was bleeding all over the ground and died. ”

"Later, the robber said that when I was young, I used to steal small things. When my mother saw this, not only did she not educate, but praised me for my ability. That's why I have today, so I killed him. ”

"You know the story." Jiang Haitao said.

"Of course." Lan Yudie said, "When I was a child, my father often used this story to educate me, stealing needles when I was a child, and stealing gold when I was older. At the same time, it is also used for self-encouragement, and a good education should start from a young age. ”

"You're not bad at all. Look, on the stone wall in front of you, this is the story. Jiang Haitao said. Xiao Fei looked up, and sure enough, he saw a stone wall next to the road.

This story is carved on it: Between Xuanhe, there is a thief in Mangshan who is about to be punished, and his mother has a secret with him. Thief to Mother Cloud: May I suck breast milk as a child, and die without regrets. Mother and breastfeed. The thief cut off his head, and the ground was full of blood, and his mother died...... Alack! Husband's language: Teaching children and babies is not false.

Although Xiao Fei does not have much modern knowledge, he has read Buddhist scriptures since he was a child, and his level of ancient literature is still very strong. Therefore, it is easy to read.

It didn't take long for the car to drive halfway up the Mangdang Mountain. I parked the car at the main hall, and then a few people walked up the hill. The square in front of the main hall is already full of luxury cars.

came to the top of the mountain, and then Xiao Fei saw that most of the ancient warriors had already come. At the top of the hill there was a huge open square, where hundreds of people had gathered at this time.

On both sides of the square, there are two rows of Taishi chairs. The sect masters of those ancient martial arts sects, the heads, sat on the Taishi chair. All of them are magnificent, wearing convenient Tang costumes, and their eyes are sharp.

Yinghua is introverted, as if it contains great power.

Ancient martial arts cultivators sat on both sides.

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