Chapter 459 What's so Good About Being Immortal?

Wang Zhu didn't know Monk Jueming very well. He only knew that he was very powerful. In his eyes, Monk Jueming was a bit like a martial idiot like Hong Qi. But what happened just now, he suddenly realized that he was wrong. Big mistake.

If Hong Qi's pursuit is personal strength, then what Monk Jueming pursues is a kind of spirit.

Only after meeting those disgusting paladins in a different space, Wang Zhu has become extremely disgusted with religious beliefs. In his opinion, the so-called religious beliefs are nothing more than brainwashing and making believers dedicate wealth and power.

Monk Jueming made Wang Zhu suddenly realize that religious belief is not as superficial as he imagined. At least, Monk Jueming is a monk with lofty pursuits. He is extremely indifferent to life, fame and fortune. No one knows that he is for the world. In the eyes of tens of thousands of spectators in the gymnasium, he is just a martial arts figure who died in the ring...

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Inexplicably, Wang Chu suddenly thought of a villain - Fa Hai.

Back then, Fa Hai suppressed the White Snake Lady under the Leifeng Pagoda. Many people thought Fa Hai was a bad monk who beat up mandarin ducks. In addition to the danger, for a practitioner like Fa Hai, the best way is naturally to suppress it once and for all, so as to prevent evil spirits from causing harm to the world.

People are only moved by the beautiful love story between Xu Xian and the White Snake Lady, but they don't see countless people drowning or leaving their homes with their families ruined, and they don't know the eternal infamy that Fahai has endured.

It seems that not every practitioner in this world is purely for the pursuit of strength.

The death of monk Jueming deeply shocked Wang Zhu, and gave him a new understanding of religious beliefs, and also made Wang Zhu aware of the future belief direction of barbarians in different spaces...

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Human beings admire power, but it is spirit that bestows power on human beings. There is no doubt that the power that made Monk Jueming dedicate his life is spiritual power.

The devastated Wang Zhu returned to his seat. At this time, the nurse had already entered the ring and carried the body of Monk Jueming onto the stretcher. A group of monks with pious expressions left with the body of Monk Jueming.

This was the first death in the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference, and Shaolin Temple officially withdrew from the competition.

The atmosphere of the following competition was a bit depressing, and the contestants were a little cautious and couldn't let go of the rhythm.

Wang Zhu's mind is filled with the peaceful smile of Monk Jueming,

After watching the game for a while, I felt bored, and after asking about the opponents in the afternoon game, I left alone.

Marvin.

Wang Zhu's opponent in the afternoon was called Ma Wen. Wang Zhu had no impression of this person at all. He remembered Ouyang Qingqing's evaluation, and those materials were still at Ouyang Qingqing's house, so he called Ouyang Meimei to make sure that Ouyang Meimei was in After going home, she went straight to Ouyang Qingqing's house.

Ouyang Meimei was pleasantly surprised by Wang Zhu's arrival, and warmly invited Wang Zhu to dinner.

Seeing noon, Wang Chu thought that he would participate in the competition in the afternoon and eat here to study Ouyang Qingqing's evaluation of Ma Wen, so he agreed to Ouyang Meimei.

While Ouyang Meimei was busy at the kitchen facade, Wang Zhu began to carefully read Ouyang Qingqing's evaluation of Ma Wen.

To Wang Zhu's surprise, Ma Wen turned out to be an ancestral Chinese medicine practitioner. He wandered around, hanging pots to help the world, but he was obsessed with martial arts, and he learned from Tai Chi master Chen Yu.

Ma Wen's ancestral Chinese medicine has no way to study, and Ouyang Qingqing did not mention it, but for Ma Wen's Tai Chi, he has collected a lot of information.

Taiji master Chen Yu is not simple. He is the 19th generation descendant of Chen-style Taijiquan. His ancestral home is Chenjiagou, Wen County, Henan Province. Zhidu is currently the president of Chen Zhaokui Taijiquan Club of Beijing Martial Arts Association and the founder of Beijing Chenyu Taijiquan Sports Culture Communication Co., Ltd.

Chen Yu himself can be said to be at the height of the sun in the martial arts world, but his prominent family background is even more talked about.

Chen Yu's patriarch, Chen Wangting, was born in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, the originator of Taijiquan, and the ninth descendant of the Chen family. He traveled to Chenjiagou, Wen County, Henan Province. The principle of breathing and na creates a set of Taijiquan with the combination of yin and yang, hardness and softness. This circle is mainly based on cultivating the mind and body, and at the same time it can strengthen the body and self-defense; and the Chen family has been passed down from generation to generation.

Chen Wangting was followed by Chen Changxing, Chen Fake, Chen Zhaokui, and up to the present Chen Yu. These descendants of the Chen family are all well-known figures in the contemporary martial arts world.

After hundreds of years of development, Chen-style Taijiquan has become extremely mature, whether it is self-cultivation or actual combat. Especially in modern history, Chen Zhaokui, because of his high cultural attainments and high comprehension, put Taijiquan's fitness, The comprehensive combination of martial arts and artistry makes it develop to a near-perfect height. It is good at flash fighting and grasping, and has spread Chen-style Taijiquan to all parts of the country, making indelible contributions to popularization and promotion. He was praised as "Shenquan Taibao".

However, what made Wang Zhu a little depressed was that Ouyang Qingqing's information mainly focused on Ma Wen's background, and rarely mentioned Ma Wen himself.

Obviously, apart from his apprenticeship, Ma Wen should not be well-known in the martial arts world. If it wasn't for his apprenticeship from Chen Yu, no one would pay attention to him.

Of course, Ouyang Qingqing also mentioned Ma Wen's performance in the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference, but Tai Chi is too profound to be measured by strength and speed, so Ouyang Qingqing's information is also very concise, only mentioning Ma Wen Is a very strong player...

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In order to ensure that the competition in the afternoon was safe, Wang Chou did his homework. He not only read Ouyang Qingqing's information in detail, but also looked up the essence of Chen Wangting's Tai Chi family on the Internet.

"Eat!" Just as Wang Chu was looking for information on the computer, Ouyang Meimei's meal was cooked.

"Not bad, not bad." Looking at the dishes on the table, Wang Zhu couldn't help admiring. He didn't expect Ouyang Meimei, a high school student, to be able to cook such a sumptuous meal. It was a bit unexpected.

"This is my first time cooking..." Ouyang Meimei blushed immediately when she saw Wang Chu praise her.

"Cooking for the first time?" Wang Zhu looked at the food on the table in surprise.

"I made it according to the recipe on the Internet." Ouyang Meimei proudly handed the phone to Wang Chu to see.

"It's not easy!" Wang Chu glanced at the menu on the phone, and gave Ouyang Meimei a thumbs up.

"Eat, don't be cold."

"Hmm..." Wang Zhu sat down, unceremoniously picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, the expression on his face froze.

"How is it?" Ouyang Meimei looked at Wang Zhu nervously.

"...not bad...not bad...delicious..." Wang Zhu chewed with a bright face, but in his heart he scolded all the eighteen generations of ancestors in Ouyang Meimei's family.

"It's delicious...I'll try it...wow...so salty..." Ouyang Meimei took a bite, then spit it out, and looked at Wang Chu with a frown.

"It's okay, it's good for dinner." Wang smiled stupidly.

"I'm sorry..." Ouyang Meimei lowered her head, with an expression of being criticized for making mistakes.

"It's okay. After all, it's the first time. It's already very good. You don't know. I forgot to cook instant noodles for the first time. Then, the instant noodles burned..."

"...The instant noodles are on fire?" Ouyang Meimei stared at Wang Chu in disbelief.

"Yeah, so, you are much better than me." Wang Zhu ate with great relish.

"Oh... can I really eat it?" Seeing Wang's stupid look, Ouyang Meimei showed suspicion on her face.

"good to eat."

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A meal, in the midst of suffering, finally finished.

When Wang Chou put down the bowl and chopsticks, he couldn't help heaving a long sigh of relief. He would rather fight Sanbaihe with the vampire than eat such a meal again.

"Meimei, why don't I treat you for you, I won't be here tonight." Wang Zhu said to Ouyang Meimei who was cleaning up the dishes.

"Can't it be treated at night if it is treated at noon?"

"sure."

"Then you treat it now, and treat it at night. My scar is almost healed. Take the time to treat it while my sister is out."

"……OK then."

In order to avoid embarrassment, Ouyang Meimei closed the sunshade, and the room was immediately plunged into darkness. Amidst a rustling sound, Ouyang Meimei took off her clothes.

When Wang Zhu put his hand on the nephrite jade, his heart was beating wildly, he quickly restrained his mind, and began to dredge the blood for Ouyang Meimei with all his heart...

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"Stupid brother."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just want to chat with you."

"Let's talk, what are we talking about?" Ouyang Meimei, who was exhaling like blue, woke up Wang Zhu's mind, and immediately felt the amazing elasticity, and his heart was shaken for a while.

"You said, why do people have troubles?"

"Ah... this... I really can't answer this. I think that if you are a human being, you should have troubles. If you say that people without troubles, I'm afraid there are only dead people... In fact, dead people may also have troubles..." Wang Zhu remembered. When I was in the city, I saw the ghost and the white-haired girl in the haunted house.

"Do the dead have troubles?"

"Yes, when a person dies, the body loses consciousness, but there is still a soul."

"Do all people have souls?"

"This... I don't know... I'm just guessing... People should have souls, but souls are also different. Some souls may be blown away by a gust of wind, and some souls may take a long time to recover. will perish."

"Stupid brother, you are a cultivator, will you live forever?"

"I don't know. At least, no immortal practitioner has been found yet." Wang Zhu shook his head.

"I think there may be many things that science cannot explain. It is very possible that those who can live forever have reached another world in another space. Otherwise, it would be meaningless for them to stay here."

"Why is it boring?" Wang Zhu was taken aback.

"Suppose, if I can live forever, after 50 years and 100 years, all my relatives and friends will be dead, what's the point of living?"

"You can make friends again after your relatives and friends die." Wang Zhu said disapprovingly.

"Stupid brother, have you read the story of the vampire?"

"Huh?" Wang Zhu's heart beat inexplicably.

"I read a book about vampires. It said that many vampires couldn't bear to watch their relatives and friends die one by one, so they would refuse to make friends in human society. Think about it, vampires also have a group of immortals. They They can't bear to watch human friends die, but human immortals don't have such a circle. If they keep making friends, keep forming families, and then keep watching their friends and relatives grow old, what will happen? What kind of pain?"

"We can't empathize, it may be very painful." Wang Zhu's mood suddenly fell.

"I've read that book, and I can feel it, so I don't want to cultivate truth, and I don't want to live forever. I just want to be a happy human being, born, old, sick and dying."

"Well, not bad."

"Sometimes, I just wonder, if I get old, will I regret not doing a certain thing and regretting that I can't die without regret..." Ouyang Meimei's voice suddenly became blurred.

"You're still young, you have plenty of time."

"No, I'm not young, you know that." Ouyang Meimei chuckled lightly.

"Ah...cough cough...it's not small..." Wang Zhu touched the Fengrun Mountain Peak in his hand and cursed the little goblin secretly. r1058

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