Chapter 1200

Boom!

The bright and incomparable light passes through heaven and earth, as if running through heaven and earth.

Under the light.

Zhou Chen's body time, is to feel the subtle change!

His skin, muscles and bones are more compact.

Moreover, in the body, some subtle injuries are quietly recovering!

The light of sages, like the spring rain, moistens things silently, but nourishes his body!

It's not just the body!

His sea of knowledge is also a brilliant work. Endless light of saints and sages poured into it and turned it into a steady stream of pure power, which expanded the boundary of his sea of knowledge!

That's it.

A full quarter of an hour later.

The light of sages on Zhou Chen disappeared.

Zhou Chen clenched his fist slightly, felt the subtle changes of his body, and looked at the statue in surprise.

It shouldn't be.

He gave up his kendo.

In principle, it should be that we have not passed the test of this sage.

Why does the light of sages still fall?

Just when he was surprised, a faint voice came out from the statue, "keep your heart, then you can go forward bravely!"

"It's more important to know what you want than to get something!"

Zhou Chen was silent for a moment.

Thank you, master

He said.

Look at the statue on the left.

The statue, with both hands negative, with Zhou Chen's vision, suddenly, there is a light down.

It's time.

The world before Zhou Chen changed.

In his sight, the figure still looked up at the sky, low voice, slowly sounded.

"What is good? What is evil? "

"In the old days, there were fishmongers and eminent monks as neighbors. Fishmongers slaughtered fish every day and killed them. Eminent monks chanted sutras for the common people every day. One day, fishmongers and eminent monks agreed to get up early. Eminent monks chanted sutras and prayed for the common people every day. Fishmongers got up early every day and slaughtered fish with blood."

"You say, who is good and who is evil, and who can go to the extreme?"

Zhou Chen was stunned.

For a moment.

I haven't answered for a long time.

Who is good?

Who is evil?

Is that clear?

It's a great good thing for an eminent monk to chant scriptures. However, he wakes up the fishmongers every day. Is it still good for countless fish to die because of him?

As for the fishmonger, although he slaughters fish every day, he also wakes up the eminent monk to live beyond all living beings. Is it still evil for him to do great deeds and virtues?

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 who was standing with his negative hand. He suddenly bowed himself and said in a soft voice, "good and evil exist in one thought. If I am good at life, it is good! When you think of evil, it is evil

Words fall.

He is out of that strange space.

Soon.

It's the light that's coming down on the statue and covering him again.

His body, soul and martial arts are baptized and promoted again!

When the light of sages dissipated, Zhou Chen did not immediately look at the third statue.

Instead, he pondered.

This statue.

He didn't teach him how powerful martial arts or magic, but stopped him and taught him to think!

Think about kendo.

Think about human nature.

Think about something that you don't usually care about.

Or, deliberately shelved questions!

Zhou Chen closed his eyes slightly.

There was no movement for a long time.

At this moment, in his mind, there are countless problems, in his slow thinking.

Yes, I came up with the answer.

Yes, it's indecisive and specious.

Yes, there is no solution.

That's what he thought.

The brain is working at full speed.

I don't know how long it's been.

Zhou Chen finally slowly spits out a mouthful of turbid gas.

His eyes are bright, the whole person's temperament changes, as if it is the Pearl of dust, and finally washed out the lead.

He bowed to the statue again.

For the sake of practicing martial arts, he has not calmed down for a long time.

Has been running at high speed on the road, a moment also dare not stop.

What I do is just to make progress.

Now, after stopping a little, he found that he usually ignored many beautiful things.Zhou Chen turned his head and looked at the third statue.

He just looked at it.

In my mind, there is a powerful and awe inspiring discourse, which rings out.

"What is a knife?"

As the sound falls.

In his sight, he seemed to see a bright light of the knife, which came towards him angrily. Under the light of the knife, he was as fragile as a mole ant, without the slightest resistance!

Zhou Chen closed his eyes slightly.

I didn't care too much.

Sure enough, when the light of the sword was about to approach Zhou Chen, it turned into infinite Dao meaning and rushed into Zhou Chen's mind.

This time.

No one is giving him an answer.

What is a knife?

He needs to think and answer for himself.

Zhou Chen stood there safely.

In his mind, the knife light, constantly restructuring, and constantly dissipated.

"The sword is the king of the hundred soldiers. There is no way out. If the enemy does not die, I will die. "

"Every knife will burst out all the strength, the purpose is to knock down the enemy. This is the domineering power of the king. "

Zhou Chen whispered.

In the light of the sword, he seemed to see a swordsman. He slashed angrily and dared to laugh at the emperor's lawlessness!

"The swordsman is brave and courageous."

After pondering for a long time.

Zhou Chen slowly opened his eyes and gave such an answer.

Soon.

On the third statue, the light of sages fell and poured on Zhou Chen's body.

That's it.

Zhou Chen walked past the statues.

Every time, they will be asked by these sages, and they are constantly thinking and giving their own answers.

In his body, the light of sages, more and more rich.

In his body, no matter martial arts or soul, or physical body, they are all in the invisible, constantly improving and changing.

This moment.

Zhou Chen has forgotten the gains and losses, and the purpose of his coming to the shrine is simply walking.

Going through statues.

It's like chatting with a sage.

That heart full of calculation, also at this time, became relaxed, let his whole person have a kind of empty state.

It seems to have entered a strange state.

He didn't notice.

It is in this state, his knowledge of the sea, the word "fire" Shenwen, burning up, quietly, is the transformation to the sixth level!

Became his first level six divine text!

After that.

"Thunder" is the word of Shenwen!

"Kill" is the word of Shenwen!

And so on, countless Shenwen have transformed and improved!

As if stimulated by some kind of stimulation, the five levels of divine prose are constantly improving...

the five levels of divine prose are constantly improving