Volume 1 Chapter 779 Good

Chapter 779: Goodness

Kong Buer was talking nonsense to him at this time. Although he knew it was false, maybe there was some truth in it? Asked Kong Buer: "Did you want to practice Taoism after reading these books?"

Kong Buer nodded: "Part of the reason, you can fly, you can go to a chaotic world to create the world, you are a god, all living beings regard you as their ancestor, you can do whatever you want them to do..."

Seeing that this guy was addicted to talking, Zhang Pa hurriedly stopped him and said: "You practice Taoism for this?"

"Of course not, otherwise what kind of person would I be? I couldn't stand the darkness and filthiness of this world, and I had a heart to save the world, so I sought Taoism. Have you ever been an official? Probably not, if you haven't been an official, you don't know how dark the government is, and how filthy the officials are. The world is difficult, largely because a group of bastard officials don't do human affairs. The people grow food for them, feed them and wear clothes, and they are exploited and bullied by them. Why? Students are educated in the world, and they should seek universal harmony to serve the happiness and peace of all living beings. How can they ignore injustice?" Kong Buer said generously.

Zhang Pa looked at him again after listening. It turned out that this master was also a compassionate person. Xiang Xiang asked, "How do you know that everything in the book is true?"

"Even if it's not true, as long as 20% or 30% of it is true, it's fine. You know, there is no smoke without fire. Since it's spread all over the world, there must be some basis."

"For a 20% or 30% chance, you abandon your family and career to seek a way that you don't know if it exists?"

"There must be sacrifices to gain, and only by sacrifice can you gain. In order to seek a clean world, what does it matter if a student abandons his family and career? As long as the people of the world are happy, I will sacrifice my flesh and blood. What's the pity?" Not knowing whether he was stupid or really so great, Kong Buer answered loudly, looking like a sacred feeling.

If this guy just went to seek the way, Zhang Pa would probably say goodbye to him today, but this guy's kindness and great ideas touched him. No matter what, he is always a good person, and good people are better than bad people. So he didn't want him to die, so he decided to stay with him for a few more days.

At the same time, he was quite moved. This guy actually knew that he had to give up first before he could gain. This was in line with the way of transformation of the spirit that the ghost ancestor said. According to ordinary people, abandoning his family and career and divorcing his wife was a big price. So he asked curiously, "Aren't you heartbroken?"

This question was asked without any beginning or end, but Kong Buer understood it. His face froze, and his eyes showed nostalgia. He spoke after a moment of silence, but his tone was no longer as passionate as before. He said softly, "It hurts, but who doesn't feel pain when living? For the future world of great harmony, the people will live in harmony and there will be no more disputes. What's the point of my personal heartache?"

After hearing this, Zhang was shocked. Kong Buer's true feelings were revealed. He was actually a kind man. He thought that he was just a good person, but he was scolded as a fool and idiot. But Kong Buer, an ordinary man, had such a broad mind and courage. It was a bit too great.

Thinking about what he had experienced, the most heartbreaking time was when he learned about the destruction of Tianlei Mountain. Since then, Zhang Pa has been striving for perfection in everything he does, leaving no trace of trouble, so as not to be heartbroken again.

Tragedy can happen at any time in the world, and he does not have the power to change the whole world. He is satisfied with just trying to keep the people around him. But he did not expect that an ordinary person would make him feel like he was looking up to someone higher than him.

When he encountered people in trouble, he would lend a hand and help them wholeheartedly, but he never changed the world directly as Kong Buer said, so that everyone would be well.

After thinking about it quietly, only by getting rid of the root cause can the people enjoy themselves. But what is this root cause? Is it selfishness? Greed? The ** that can never be filled?

Zhang Pa was stunned and did not speak. Thinking about the past and the way to the transformation of the gods, he suddenly felt that he did not have such a big shoulder and could not bear the world. Perhaps, he should not seek the way to the transformation of the gods?

Kong Buer saw that his expression was different and thought that he was feeling sad for himself. He forced a smile and said, "It is because of the heartache that I know that time cannot be wasted. Otherwise, I will not only feel sorry for myself, but also for my parents, wife and children."

Zhang Pa said, "Your name is good." Buer, there are really few people in the world who can compare with him in terms of such a broad mind. What he thought in his heart at this moment was that it was a pity that all the cultivators in the world had practiced hard all their lives in vain. What is the purpose of cultivation? What is against the will of heaven? Killing, stealing, and taking away people's loves for the so-called future, how is it different from the corrupt officials, robbers and local tyrants in the secular world?

Most of the cultivators in the world cultivate for themselves. No one has ever thought about what they should do for the weak and poor people after they cultivate. Even if they are themselves, have they ever considered their feelings?

Kong Buer laughed when he heard the words: "What are you talking about? Why are you suddenly talking about names? Benefactor, why don't you go with me to pursue the way of cultivating immortals? If you succeed, I will create a perfect world..."

Zhang Pa didn't hear what he said next. His mind suddenly went blank and he began to think about the next question. How did this world under his feet come from? If it was created by the gods, what was their purpose in creating this world?

This unanswered question made him more and more confused. He wondered if he could successfully become a god if he knew the purpose of the gods. But gods, are there really gods in this world?

Kong Buer called him: "Benefactor, benefactor, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Pa shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are really hurting people. You made me crazy with just one word."

Kong Buer hurriedly argued: "How can I hurt you? I don't even want to kill ants, let alone you."

Zhang Pa laughed: "If you don't hurt ants, why do you hold a sword?"

"To wield a sword across the world is the character of our generation. When jackals are in power, shouldn't we destroy them? To do good to evil people is to do evil to good people. It is a sin and shouldn't be done!" Kong Buer said seriously.

Zhang Pa smiled and said, "Don't be so serious. It's just a joke. Where do you want to go? I'll take you there, but I won't go with you on the path of cultivation." He said that he had achieved success in cultivation, but Kong Buer thought that he disagreed with him and pleaded, "What I want is the common good of the world, which is a great act of kindness and righteousness. Why don't you go with me, but look for another way?"

Zhang Pa shook his head and said, "You think too much. Let's go." As he said that, he rolled up the blanket and put it on his back.

Kong Buer then carried the rattan basket on his back, put a small bag between his legs and said, "Let's go."

A brave and kind ordinary person and a successful top-level master of cultivation were walking on the same road at this time, going to find immortals.

Zhang Pa had been to the Ten Thousand Mountains many times and had a little understanding of the sects and factions there. They are mountain people, and they have the pride of mountain people. What they learn and practice are all the magic of the sect. There are few cultivation sects like the Han people with thousands or tens of thousands of people. Most of them have dozens of people, and occasionally hundreds of people are considered large sects. In terms of the scale of the sect, they are not as good as the barbarian magicians in the north.

Kong Buer asked: "Where are you going?" Zhang Pa said indifferently: "I'll follow you." He made up his mind not to provide any clues, and let Kong Buer make all the decisions by himself. He was only responsible for protection.

Kong Buer said: "Okay." He looked around and said: "I saw a high mountain on the right at dawn. Where should we go?" Zhang Pa said okay, and the two of them set off.

As the old saying goes, if you look at the mountain, you will die. According to Kong Buer's walking speed, he walked from dawn to dark, and he didn't even walk half of the way. The high mountain was still standing in the distance, very high, only a little clearer than in the morning.

Because he was determined to seek the truth, Kong Buer refused to rest on the road. He walked until the evening before he had to stop. He muttered to Zhang Pa: "The mountain road is difficult to walk, otherwise we would have arrived earlier. Tell me, how many detours have we taken during the day?"

There are of course no straight roads in the mountains, which is basically equivalent to no roads. You have to make your way while walking and avoid dangerous places, so the speed is naturally much slower. Zhang Pa smiled and said: "Seeking the truth is like this. You see the goal is in front of you, but you don’t know how many dangers are waiting for you, and you don’t know how much work will be in vain."

Kong Buer said loudly: "That’s right, Brother Zhang is really intelligent, so you should seek the truth with me." After spending a day together, the two became a little more familiar with each other. It was also at Zhang Pa’s request that Kong Buer changed his name and called him Brother Zhang.

Zhang Pa smiled and said, "Don't worry about me, you should become my disciple first." Kong Buer waved his hand vigorously, "With my perseverance, there will be a wise master who will accept me as his disciple. Don't worry about that."

Zhang Pa shook his head slightly. This guy's self-confidence was too strong. He whispered, "Take a rest. We have to travel tomorrow."

Kong Buer was surprised and said, "Don't eat? You didn't eat breakfast. How can you have the strength to climb the mountain without eating?" He took out some dried food and meat and sent it over. Zhang Pa shook his head. Old Kong's dried food and meat had been in his basket for more than a month. It was a miracle that they were still edible. How could they taste good? He said, "Don't eat yet. Wait for me." After that, he flashed into the woods with Qinggong, then opened the storage bag and searched for it. Finally, he found a relatively complete skinned sheep and brought it back.

Kong Buer's face darkened when he saw the whole sheep, and he sighed, "Why do you make things difficult for an innocent goat, and even peel off its skin?" Zhang Pa was stunned, but he forgot that he was a kind man, and explained vaguely, "He was dead when I saw him." He said that when he was buying meat at the market, Kong Buer thought that the goat was killed by a wild beast, and Zhang Pa happened to meet him. He forced a smile and said, "I was wrong about Brother Zhang, so we are lucky to have a good meal." As he spoke, he took the skinned sheep and drew out a dagger to cut the mutton. His movements were a little clumsy. He only forbade killing, not eating meat. What a strange seeker of truth.

Zhang Pa took a look and thought, this great man has never cooked. I really don't know how he survived in the past month. He said, "Let me do it, you go and light the fire." It was late at night, and fortunately it was dark, Kong Buer didn't find that there were no bite marks on the skinned sheep.

Kong Buer slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my brain. I forgot to light a fire." Regardless of the source of the mutton, it was at least a fresh meal, so of course I had to light a fire and eat cooked food. In the past, when I was walking alone in the mountains and forests, I didn't dare to light a fire to avoid being harassed by wild beasts, let alone fresh meat.