Golden Finger Arrived Only After I Became the Emperor

After setting the tone, Meng Chuan started talking about the method of cultivation from the beginning.

"Everything has a place of birth. There is such a place in the body of living beings, which is the root of life vitality. It contains the essence of the whole body. It is called the source wheel of life, and it can also be called the wheel of life..."

"The wheel of life is under the navel, and it's the perfect dividing point between the upper body and the lower body..."

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"The sea of ​​bitterness coincides with the wheel of life, or to be more precise, the sea of ​​bitterness drowns the wheel of life. Not only is the time honing the wheel of life, but the sea of ​​bitterness is also eating away bit by bit."

"Therefore, everything of a monk is rooted in the wheel of life. One of the purposes of so-called cultivation is to overcome the sea of ​​suffering."

"The Wheel of Life and the Sea of ​​Suffering merge and merge together. To cultivate the Wheel of Life must cultivate the Sea of ​​Suffering, so all cultivation begins from the Sea of ​​Suffering."

"I have a scripture called the "Dao Jing", which is the supreme method for building a foundation. All beings in the world can practice according to this method. Either with wisdom or perseverance, they can cross the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other shore."

Speaking of which, Meng Chuan didn't stop. Instead, he directly began to talk about the method of practicing and building foundations in the "Dao Jing".

There was silence in the Soul Beast Forest. Whether it is hundreds of thousands of years, a hundred thousand years, or those ten thousand years of soul beasts, all of them are fascinated.

Although Meng Chuan talked about the cultivation method of the human race, the soul beast and the human race have something in common.

In the world of Douluo, there is no shortage of soul beasts reincarnated as human beings. Therefore, the cultivation methods in the "Dao Jing" are also the Dao classics for these soul beasts who are purely born and raised, and have never known any cultivation methods.

And Tang Luo, who was hiding in the forest, was also very excited at first.

When Meng Chuan started to speak a few words, Tang Luo already realized that he had hit a big opportunity!

After all, Tang Luo is also a dignified soul king who has condensed the fifth soul ring.

Although the spiritual master's practice is completely different from what Meng Chuan said, Tang Luo has enough talent and knowledge!

He quickly understood that the man sitting beside the grass hut was by no means an ordinary person! Every word and every word he said was a supreme cultivation method! It is completely different from the methods practiced by soul masters in the world, and it comes from another system, a method of practice from another realm!

When he first listened to Meng Chuan's "Dao Jing", Tang Luo was even more crazy than those soul beasts!

Because the "Dao Jing" was originally written for the human race.

Meng Chuan told about this supreme cultivation method, and the beauty that humans can understand is naturally far better than that of soul beasts!

As Meng Chuan's story got deeper and deeper, Tang Luo became more and more fascinated.

But at the same time, Tang Luo also had some disdain in his heart. Spirit master cultivation still requires martial soul and innate soul power. Although he did not know the specific limitations of this cultivation method, he intuitively told him that there was one point that would make everyone They are all stuck in front of the door of this cultivation method!

However, when talking about a certain key point, Tang Luo suddenly seemed to have a basin of cold water pouring down from the top of his head, making him wake up from the intoxicated listening!

This man can create such a cultivation method. Could it be that he has no solution to the point that stuck everyone? Otherwise, why would he waste so much energy to preach here?

Meng Chuan's sermon was still going on, and Tang Luo still felt that every word he said was full of avenues. However, the more Taoism Meng Chuan taught, the colder Tang Luo felt, and in the end it seemed as if he had fallen into a ten thousand year ice cave, and he couldn't help shaking all over!

And Bibi Dong, who was sitting next to Meng Chuan, also looked straight at Meng Chuan, as if she was completely fascinated. Just when she heard the last, she also frowned, as if she had encountered some extremely incomprehensible threshold.

Meng Chuan's sermon lasted about a morning.

When the sun rose to the center of his head, Meng Chuan suddenly stopped and said with a smile, "This is the end of today. Come back tomorrow, everyone."

After Meng Chuan finished speaking, Tang Luo saw that all the soul beasts in the forest were moving. A large number of soul beasts quickly disappeared into the forest. However, there are also a few who seem to be full of spirituality, and they kneel and bow their heads in the direction of Meng Chuan, as if bowing!

Tang Luo was still shivering, and there was a question in his mind that almost made him unable to control himself.

At this moment, Tang Luo suddenly saw that Bibi Dong, who was in front of Meng Chuan, also raised his head and asked with a frown, "Great Emperor, the Taoist methods you just said are really exquisite. But I'm still a little confused. Understood. Great Emperor, is the Taoist method that everyone in the world can practice?"

Hearing this question, Tang Luo immediately straightened his ears, his muscles tense. As a Soul King, Tang Luo had never been so nervous when he even fought his life to hunt the ten thousand-year-old soul beast and absorb the fifth soul ring!

Because what Bibi Dong asked was the question in Tang Luo's heart that terrified him the most!

Then, Tang Luo saw Meng Chuan nodded slowly with a smile.

"That's it. I am the Great Emperor, and I naturally protect the entire human race. How can people be distinguished by blood?"

"Those with bloodline are born with superior martial arts, and they are born with superiority. Those without bloodline are born with inferior martial arts. They can only sink into the sea of ​​misery and never have hope. How can people be restricted by martial arts? This is not my way."

"My way is that everyone has hope. Maybe people are born with different talents and different lucks, but those with great wisdom and great perseverance should be able to surpass natural luck and win with mortal bodies. Beyond the bloodline!"

"My way is that everyone should have hope, and everyone can be a dragon!"

Meng Chuan's words were deafening.

Although his voice was not loud, the whole world seemed to be shaken when he said this!

After hearing these words, Bibi Dong was completely stunned, and there was a struggle and confusion on her face.

Tang Luo on the other side, after Meng Chuan said this, seemed to see the boundless sea of ​​blood, and the gods were furious! The dignified Soul King curled up in fear, he couldn't help shaking all over, but at the same time he didn't even dare to breathe!

This man is a monster! It's the evil god!

Do not! He is more terrifying and terrifying than the evil god! What he wants to shake is the foundation of this world, the foundation of all soul masters in this world!

Can everyone practice? Can everyone be a dragon?

What about the soul master?

If everyone has hope, and everyone can be a dragon, where should the soul master who has ruled this world for countless years be placed?

The natural blood of the martial arts, isn't it going to be trampled into the mud and trampled under the feet by those scumbags?

This is to break the foundation of the world's soul masters!

This evil demon wants to use his own power to destroy the Spirit Master Dao that has been passed down for more than ten thousand years in this world!

escape! I must run away!

I have to survive! I must pass back the news of this demon coming into the world! Let the Spirit Hall, let all the Spirit Master sects, the Spirit Master Academy, let all the Spirit Masters in the entire continent know about it!

A demon that wants to destroy all soul masters, a demon that has never appeared in this world—

coming!

Tang Luo held firm belief and kept it carefully hidden.

It was not until Meng Chuan returned to the grass hut and closed the door of the grass hut that he breathed a sigh of relief, and then desperately ran away to the outside of the soul beast forest.

The movement of Tang Luo's escape quickly alarmed Bibi Dong.

She suddenly recovered from her meditation, frowned and looked in the direction where Tang Luo fled, and couldn't help asking Meng Chuan: "Great Emperor, there is someone over there who seems suspicious! It's okay to let him go like this, okay? ?"

"It doesn't matter. If you have fate, come, if you don't, go. Let him go." Meng Chuan's voice sounded, and his relaxed and gentle voice made Bibi Dong feel at ease again.

Yup! Anyway, there is the emperor here, what else can happen?

However, the truths that the Great Emperor just said... are so complicated. Everyone can practice cultivation, no longer based on martial arts and bloodline? What would such a world look like?

If there is such a day, will the child I met today still be afraid of me?

Bibi Dong was immersed in what Meng Chuan said, frowning for a while, and thinking for a while while smiling.

However, Bibi Dong soon saw another spirit beast in the forest looking over here.

Not long after, a giant ape and a rabbit finally came out.

Two hundred thousand year old soul beasts held the fruit tremblingly and placed them at the entrance of the grass hut.

They bowed to the grass hut once, then nodded to Bibi Dong beside him, and then ran away as if they were running away.

Bibi Dong couldn't help laughing at the funny looks of the two spirit beasts, then turned around and said to Meng Chuan in the cottage: "Great Emperor, there are spirit beasts here to bring you food."

"For these foods, you can take away what you need. If you have any excess, just let them take them back."

"I see." Bibi Dong thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

The mountains do not know the years.

The sun rises and sets, and soon half a month passes.

Meng Chuan, as he said, started preaching every day from early morning until noon.

Every morning when Meng Chuan began to preach, countless soul beasts in the soul beast forest came one after another, all of them sitting honestly by the lake of life, listening to Meng Chuan's preaching fascinatedly.

Among them, the monkeys and rabbits, who were responsible for delivering fruits to Meng Chuan every day, carefully ran out of the forest from the seventh day and sat on the edge of the lake of life.

Meng Chuan didn't seem to mind either. As a result, the two spirit beasts became more and more daring, and when they came every day, their positions moved forward.

In the end, the situation became Meng Chuan preaching in front of the cottage.

Not far from Mengchuan Caolu, there happened to be a naturally formed wooden stake after being struck and burned by thunder.

Bibi Dong sat on that tree stump unceremoniously and listened to the lecture.

When it was dark, the monkey and the rabbit snuck behind the broken wooden stake that Bibi Dong was sitting on, and also broke two trees. On a broken stake four meters away.

After that, the other 100,000-year-old soul beasts followed suit, and they also surreptitiously broke the tree at night and smoothed the stump. When I came during the day, I sat proudly in the "exclusive seat".

However, after the number of "seats" for listening to the lectures was expanded to ten, and the spirit beasts who were less than 100,000 years old wanted to follow suit, they were immediately educated by the bosses of the spirit beasts who were less than 100,000 years old.

When several 90,000-year-old spirit beasts wanted to stealthily break the tree stumps at night, they were all bruised and swollen by the 100,000-year-old spirit beast who appeared out of nowhere.

After being beaten for several nights, these 90,000-year-old soul beasts finally learned to behave.

They dare not break the stakes again and challenge the majesty of the 100,000-year-old soul beast bosses. I had no choice but to sit aggrievedly on the edge of the woods, the closest place to the "lecture hall", and become a "auditor".

The interesting things that happened among these soul beasts made Bibi Dong overjoyed.

But Meng Chuan didn't care about that. He immersed himself wholeheartedly in his daily preaching. He preached to these soul beasts, not only preaching, but also sorting out his own path from scratch!

As Meng Chuan's sermons continued to deepen, Bibi Dong soon discovered that Meng Chuan's aura seemed to be becoming more profound and mysterious every moment, which was awe-inspiring!

And just as Meng Chuan's sermons were getting better, Tang Luo on the other side finally tried his best to escape the Soul Beast Forest and came to the holy place in the minds of the world's soul masters - the Wuhun Temple!