Shamanism kills the god

In the early hours of the morning, Ji Yuan Island was exceptionally quiet.

The soldiers and civilians who were busy building the Jiyuan Academy during the day had already fallen asleep, and the weather was calm, only the faint sound of waves could be heard from afar.The cold wind from the sea penetrated into every corner of the island, bringing an icy chill.

In the middle of winter, Beifeng City is already covered with snow, and the ground is covered with snow; although Jiyuan Island, which is located overseas, does not snow, the local residents are not used to heating with fireplaces, and their homes are often cold in winter. The Windy City is even colder.Many Beifeng warriors fought north and south in Beituzhou, and their bodies were strong. When they arrived here, their feet quickly developed chilblains.

After the East China Sea was pacified, Bai Susu couldn't help but keep three thousand of the most elite soldiers by Mu Feng's side forever. Together with the five thousand elite soldiers of the Eastern Conquest Army, they formed the first generation of students of the Jiyuan Academy.Although there are only 8000 people, they are all the elite among the elite, especially the [-] personal soldiers left behind by Bai Susu. Almost every one of them has broken through to the late elite stage or above. They are brave and good at fighting, and they are even more loyal to Mu Feng, the great master .With these [-] students, Mu Feng, who stayed on Jiyuan Island in person, felt much more at ease.

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The sea breeze was cold, and it was bitingly cold on the face, and penetrated into the body from the cuffs and collar.

Outside, the soldiers on duty were shivering with cold hands and feet, but Mu Feng sat quietly cross-legged on the cold floor.Although he was only wearing a thin academic gown, his body was not only not cold, but his blood was churning, emitting a wave of heat.In the dead of night, instead of practicing meditation, he concentrated on refining the peerless treasure that he snatched from the hands of the overseas sage Gu Jianyang, the monstrous drum!

With the sound of drums, the huge waves are monstrous!

Mu Feng still remembers the power of this peerless treasure sealed in the underwater temple by the ancient misty sage, and has lingering fears in his heart.

At that time, if it weren't for the help of the three peerless masters of Xueying, Ghost Mother and Ghost Servant, I might have turned into a cup of loess now, and my soul flew away!

A trace of natal blood penetrated into the Taotian Drum, exploring its inner mystery, and a subtle induction came from it.Slowly, the whole body of the monstrous cyan drum was covered with a layer of blood, and mysterious ancient runes emerged one after another.However, no matter how hard Mu Feng tried, this peerless treasure could not be completely refined for a long time.Slapping down with one palm, the sound of the drum reverberates, making one's soul flutter; although the power is not small, it is far from fatal, and cannot exert its true power!

"The peerless treasure that the ancient Piao Miao sage personally sealed is really not simple! It looks like it needs time and opportunity to completely refine it!"

After a long time, Mu Feng shook his head, put away the Taotian Drum, suppressed it in the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and kept washing this treasure with the waves of the sea of ​​blood.

The more powerful the treasure, the harder it is to refine.If it weren't for the help of the Buddha's incense, until now, I'm afraid I can't refine the blood and claim to suppress the luck of the ancient Buddhism.

It is so difficult to refine the magic whip, come on, if you want to refine the monstrous drum that stretches across the world, you also need opportunities!

After putting away the Taotian drum, seeing that it was still early in the sky, Mu Feng took out a thick book from the painting world, sat at the table and read it slowly under the hazy moonlight.

"Xiandao portrays this life, pursues immortality, and persuades people to follow nature;

Buddhism and Taoism outline the future generations, show a pure land, and persuade people to do good deeds;

Immortals, Buddhism and Taoism each lead so, unfortunately, for a long time.

Immortals only know the human world, but not the heavenly world;

Buddhism and Taoism only talk about the heavenly world, not the human world;

Just ask the world, the way of immortals, Buddha, demons, demons... who can walk freely in the heaven and the earth?

......"

Mu Feng muttered to himself, slowly flipping through each word, engraving it in his heart. [

Re-read this intended to get in the misty temple under the sea

Does anyone know what happens to a person after death?

Does the soul dissipate completely, or is there really an afterlife?After death, does he enter the next life immediately, or what kind of state is it, who is in control of all this?

With the ancient book in his hand, Mu Feng thought about it, began to really think about the meaning of life, and comprehend the art of destiny.

Xiangshan Academy is the place where he became famous. There, he met Ye Beigong, the most famous master in the world, and learned a lot of things that he could not learn in a lifetime of retreating behind closed doors.The secret of Xiangshan Academy, Shanhe Sheji Jue, made him even more powerful, and he overcame countless difficulties.However, he has always felt that there is something missing in Xiangshan Academy.But for many years, I have been wondering what is wrong.

Now, he suddenly realized that he understood one of the biggest shortcomings of Xiangshan Academy.Only talk about this life, not about future generations.

The sound of wind, rain, reading, the sound enters the ears;

Family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, everything is concerned.

These are the couplets carved on the left and right sides of the gate of Xiangshan Academy. In terms of the minds and ambitions of the students, they are second to none in the whole world.The students of Xiangshan Academy study hard, no matter whether they are outstanding disciples of Wenjiantang or the first students of Wenbitang who can't practice, they all have high aspirations, have the world in mind, and take it as their duty to care for the sufferings of the people in the world, and make unremitting efforts for this .

Xiangshan Academy's pursuit and discussion of this life has reached its peak, and it has cultivated generations of talents; unfortunately, it has little talk about future generations. Students only know this life, but not future generations.No matter how talented you are, you will still be a cup of loess after death. There has never been a peak person who has truly influenced the development of the entire world.

Knowing only this life, but not future generations, this is not only the regret of Xiangshan Academy, but also the regret of all scholars in the world since ancient times.

China has its own golden house, and China has its own Yan Ruyu. This ancient proverb that has been on the lips of readers since ancient times is the most vivid portrayal of readers.The purpose of reading is very realistic, and it is to make unremitting efforts for this life; in this respect, it is similar to the ascetics who pursue immortality.Looking at the world, talking about the past and the present, only Buddhism is unique, and it has portrayed a pure land for future generations for Buddhist disciples; it is preached that all efforts in this life are for the nobility of future generations, and Buddhism will continue to prosper for this reason.

"In this life, readers care about the sufferings of the people of the world, understand the truth, and fight against the world. What about future generations? What kind of purpose should the Jiyuan Academy, which is about to be launched, have to admonish generations of students and lead the thoughts of the World Academy? "

Mu Feng pondered for a long time without saying a word, and unknowingly began to retreat and comprehend.