Chapter 1709: 287

Chapter 1709 Chapter 287: Miserable
Evangelism? For Tang Luo, it is a very simple matter.
How simple is it to tell what you want in your heart, nothing more.
I say that I believe, I believe that I do, I do, I do!
As for how much the listener can understand and gain, this is beyond the control of the preacher.
The so-called ordinary people regard Bodhi as their troubles, and the Buddha regards troubles as Bodhi.
For people with dull aptitudes, refuting without thinking is an important indicator of their own existence.
Proving one's own existence is more important than your own progress, so even the preaching of the saints, in the eyes of these people, is full of errors and omissions.
As long as you are always stubborn and ignorant, you can always be right. This is the fundamental manifestation of stupidity.
So preaching performance is never meant for everyone.
Instead, let those who deserve it, and make those who don't deserve it.
After all, Taoism is natural, it sounds like it really is, not at all.
Let everything go with the flow, and practice a fart martial art.
Tang Luo, who was preaching on Yu Feixiantai, could actually hear the whispers of many Wanxianzong disciples in the process, but he didn't care.
For him, this sermon performance was just to give back to the courtesy of Wan Xianzong and Huanglong Xianjun, it was just a personal relationship.
After all, he still had to let the world masters of Wanxianzong continue to work hard, and finally had to show some convincing sincerity.
But after the performance of the disciples of Wanxianzong in this sermon, he also understood the root cause of the decline of Wanxianzong.
In this Ten Thousand Immortal Mountain Territory, Ten Thousand Immortal Sect is the absolute overlord, who has not been challenged for thousands of years. Such a privileged environment will only give people a heart of arrogance, and how can they practice devoutly.
After finishing the sermon and leaving Wanxiantai, Tang Luo went to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations again, and after quietly involving the portal with his pupils, the realm masters who had only come close to the door finally opened the portal of the Longyuan spiritual world.
Before the Yun disciple inside shouted and screamed, Tang Luo broke into the spirit world first and sealed the door with his backhand.
Dilapidated, barren, and dim, this is the main color of Long Yuan's little spirit world at this time.
And those Yun's children, who were thin, but whose eyes were crazy and fierce like hungry wolves, were gathering here from all directions.
When they opened from the portal of the spirit world, these people were already ready to fight hard and were not ready to live anymore.
It seems that these years of drifting in the void have caused these Yun clan people to suffer and feel the hard and barren land under their feet. Tang Luo does not want to delve into what these Yun clan people rely on to survive these years, he just wants to be as fast as possible. Take them out of here.
"Is Yun Ji still alive?"
Facing the thin group of Yun clan members in front of him, Tang Luo really couldn’t distinguish his identity. He could only speak, and raised the fairy cloud spirit that he wore on his right hand: "The Yun clan has an order, and the Yun clan is here. Lead the front."
People of the Yun clan who thought that they were bound to die saw the fairy cloud and looked at each other in a daze, until a slender man like a skeleton appeared more and more.
"Are you Yunji?"
Tang Luo couldn't believe it, looking at the dying person in front of him, and he hurriedly passed a piece of innate energy.
Yun Ji's spirit was lifted by the innate aura, but he didn't speak, just stretched out his hand towards Tang Luo.
Looking at the right hand like a skeleton in front of him, Tang Luo hurriedly untied the fairy cloud spirit and handed it forward. The latter quickly put on the gloves, sinking into the soul and perceiving carefully. After a while, his face appeared. Fainted, then fainted.
The care of the Yun clan's hands and feet was not enough to resist the innate aura. When Yun Ji regained his consciousness, he had recognized the great savior in front of him.
After all, it is relatively easy to speak with a token, and what makes Tang Luo more happy is that Yun Xiu has not revealed her true identity.
"Dare to ask sir, where is Long Yuan returning to land this time?"
After waking up, Yun Ji was still concerned about the current situation. It could be seen that this guy was too weak, even if he had saved two innate auras, he seemed to be inadequate.
But although his body is weak, his eyes are very bright and shining.
"This is Zhongzhou, Wanxian Mountain Domain."
Tang Luo calmly replied: "But Young Master Yun don't have to panic. Since I'm here, you don't have to worry about the rest. All the people in the spirit world, I will send it out peacefully. Now you can rest here. I Let in some food from outside."
Hearing there was food, Yun Ji swallowed unconvincingly, and said, "Then Mr. Trouble."
"No trouble, wait a moment."
Understanding the urgency of people in the spirit world for food at this time, Tang Luo left the spirit world directly without talking nonsense.
As soon as I left the house, I saw the elders of Sanzhai, Guo Anyang, Sovereign of Ten Thousand Immortals, and An Jingtian, the superintendent of the Dutian King, standing in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations with unkind expressions.
It seemed that a few people should have been standing for a while, and now they saw Tang Luo reappearing, their expressions were abrupt.
"President, if you didn't say hello, you closed the door. This school thought you were going to break the contract!"
An Jingtian was the most dissatisfied among them, and said directly.
"It's an unnecessary conflict, so this hospital went to the spiritual world to appease it."
After Tang Luo underestimated the intention of the action, he said to Guo Anyang: "I still trouble Sovereign Guo. At this time, there are ragged and skinny wounds in the spiritual world. Ask the lord to support some supplies and allow them to have a full meal. , Body wrap shirt."
"This is what it should be, the dean need not be polite."
Even in the face of today's preaching, Guo Anyang would not refuse such a request, and immediately arranged for his disciples to organize food and clothing.
Such a blessed land like the Wanxian Mountain Territory is amazingly rich in materials. A place that can support millions of people by collecting fruits and hunting, food and clothes are really worthless.
The outer disciple of Wan Xianzong carried a large exaggerated basket, which was filled with fresh fruits that were fragrant but could not be named, and were transported to the spiritual world by tons.
Only after the first few disciples entered, they burst into tears when they came out.
"It's so miserable, it's so miserable, how could there be such a miserable person in the world, brothers, hurry up, the people inside will die if they don't eat!"
In many cases, people can understand their own heart only when they see suffering. The so-called compassion is the intolerance that arises when they see the suffering.
And this kind of sentiment is not common to everyone. For example, Wang Xun's superintendent An Jingtian, he was not satisfied with such delays.
"Time is pressing, so they can get on the boat first, and then they can dress and eat."
In Wang Xun's view, this is a bargain. There are only numbers in the spiritual world. The pursuit of efficiency is the most important thing.
God's envoy only cares about the way, where he cares about the sufferings of the world, but the cold eyes of the king, but the second half of his sentence is stuffed back into his stomach.
(End of this chapter)