Chapter 1189: Soul washing, advanced divine writing

Boom!
The incomparable rays of light penetrated the sky and the earth, as if running through the sky and the earth.
Under this light.
Zhou Chen's body paused for a while, but he felt a slight change!
His skin, muscles and bones are tighter.
Moreover, some minor hidden injuries within the body are quietly recovering!
The light of the sage, like a spring rain, moisturizes things silently, but nourishes his body!
Not just the flesh!
In his sea of ​​knowledge, there is also a masterpiece of light. The endless light of sages poured into it and turned into a steady stream of pure power, expanding the boundary of his sea of ​​knowledge!
that's it.
After a full quarter of an hour.
The sage's light lingering in Zhou Chen's body disappeared.
Zhou Chen clenched his fists slightly, feeling the slight changes in his body, and glanced at the statue in surprise.
It shouldn't.
He gave up comprehending this swordsmanship.
It stands to reason that it should have failed the test of this sage.
Why, the light of sages still falls?
Just when he was surprised, a faint voice came from above the statue, "Keep your heart, you can move forward!"
"Knowing what you want is more important than getting something!"
Zhou Chen was silent for a moment.
Bowing a bow, respectfully said: "Thank you seniors for giving the law, juniors have been taught!"
He finished.
His gaze is to look at the statue on the left.
After holding the hands of the statue, following Zhou Chen's gaze, a ray of light fell.
Pause time.
The world before Zhou Chen's eyes has changed.
In his sight, the figure still looked up at the sky, and the low voice slowly sounded.
"What is good? What is evil?"
"In the past, fishmongers and eminent monks were neighbors. The fishmongers slaughtered fish every day and killed a lot of sins. The eminent monks chanted sutras for the common people of the world every day. One day, the fishmongers and eminent monks got up early and the eminent monks chanted for the common people of the world. After praying, the fishmongers get up early every day and slaughter the fishes, stained with blood."
"You said, these two people, who is good, who is evil, and who can go to bliss?"
Zhou Chen was taken aback.
He pondered for a moment.
There is no answer for a long time.
Who is good?
Who is evil?
Is it clear?
The monk chanting the scriptures and superfluousness is a great act of kindness, but he wakes up the fishmonger every day, and countless fish die because of him.
As for fishmongers, although they slaughter fish every day, they also wake up monks to save sentient beings. Is it evil to make great contributions?
Zhou Chen was silent for a long time.
What is good?
What is evil?
He doesn't know, because good can become evil.
Evil is also great good!
After a long time.
He just looked at the figure standing holding his hand, suddenly bowed, and said softly: "Good and evil consist of a single thought. If I think of life well, it is good! When thought of evil, it is evil!"
The words fall.
He just withdrew from that strange space.
quickly.
Once again, there was a sage's light, blooming above the statue, falling towards him, covering him.
His body, soul, and martial arts have been baptized and upgraded again!
When the sage's light dissipated, Zhou Chen did not immediately look at the third statue.
Instead, he groaned.
This statue.
He didn't teach him how powerful martial arts or magic skills, but to stop him, and teach him to think!
Thinking about Kendo.
Think about human nature.
Think about issues that you don’t usually care about.
Or, the question deliberately shelved!
Zhou Chen closed his eyes slightly.
There was no movement for a long time.
At this moment, there were countless questions in his mind, and he was slowly thinking about it.
Yes, I figured out the answer.
Yes, hesitate, specious.
Yes, no solution.
He just thought.
The brain is running fast.
I don't know how long has passed.
Zhou Chen finally let out a foul breath.
His eyes were bright, and the temperament of his whole person changed, like a pearl covered with dust, finally washed out of lead.
He bowed towards the statue again.
In order to practice martial arts, he has not calmed down and thought about it for a long time.
Always on the road running at high speed, dare not stop for a moment.
What he did was just to make progress desperately.
Now, after stopping for a while, he discovered the many good things that he usually overlooked.
Zhou Chen turned his head and looked at the third statue.
He just looked over.
In his mind, there was a domineering and awe-inspiring word that resounded loudly.
"What is a knife?"
With the sound falling.
In his line of sight, he seemed to see a bright blade of light, slashing towards him, under that blade of light, he was as fragile as an ant, without the slightest resistance!
Zhou Chen closed his eyes slightly.
Didn't care too much.
Sure enough, when the knife light was about to approach Zhou Chen, it turned into infinite knife intent and rushed into Zhou Chen's mind.
This time.
No one is giving him the answer.
What is a knife?
He needs to think and answer by himself.
Zhou Chen stood there peacefully.
In his mind, the blade light, constantly reorganizing, and constantly dissipating.
"The swordman, the king of a hundred soldiers. One sword strikes and there is no retreat. If the enemy does not die, I will die."
"Each knife will burst out all the power, the purpose is only to knock down the enemy. This is the king's domineering."
Zhou Chen whispered in a low voice.
In the light of the sword, he seemed to see a swordsman, slashing with a knife, daring to laugh at Huangtian's innocent!
"The swordsman is so proud and dare to act."
After pondering for a long time.
Zhou Chen slowly opened his eyes and gave such an answer.
quickly.
On the third statue, the light of sages also fell, pouring onto Zhou Chen's body.
that's it.
Zhou Chen walked past statues.
Every time, these sages will ask their hearts, and they will keep thinking and give their own answers.
In him, the sage's light became more and more intense.
In his body, whether it is martial arts, soul, or physical body, it is invisible, constantly improving and transforming.
this moment.
Zhou Chen forgot the gains and losses, and forgot his purpose in coming to the shrine, which was simply walking.
Constantly experiencing a statue.
It's like chatting with a sage.
That heart full of calculations also became relaxed at this time, making him feel empty.
As if entering a strange state.
He did not notice.
In this state, in his sea of ​​knowledge, the "fire" divine inscriptions blazed up, and in silence, it was transformed to the sixth rank!
Became his first sixth-order divine text!
after this.
"Thunder" word god!
"Kill" the word god!
Wait, countless divine writings have been transformed and improved!
A series of fifth-order divine writings, as if they have been stimulated by some kind, are constantly improving...
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