Human Brain Ranch

0367.

I wish the witch practice system a great development.

Under the leadership of Emperor Shi Guangzhi, it has completely entered the era of the Big Bang.

Countless heroes emerge one after another, like mushrooms springing up, one after another, blooming various disciplines and opening various research institutes.

Emperor Shi Guangzhi ruled the world with heavy codes and severe punishments and laws. Anyone who steals, steals, robs, or steals will be punished with capital punishment.

The criminals included in the heavy code have been continuously dissected, paving the way for human beings to develop extraordinary civilization.

Some ministers came to see him, "Your Majesty, this method is too cruel. Stealing will not result in death! Robbery should not be killed!"

Emperor Shi Guangzhi was very cold, with cruel and ruthless eyes, "Looking at the world, is there a medicine that does not shed blood? Is there a way of practice that does not stain blood? Those thugs and slaves should make contributions to the human race! In this world, there must be people Paving the way, this practice is in the present age, and it will be beneficial in the future, so what if the future generations judge me as a tyrant?"

For a time, the country is safe and peaceful.

For more than ten years, every family has kept their doors open at night, and there is almost no custom of stealing.

The prisoners in the world almost disappeared, so Emperor Shi Guangzhi issued another order:

"As long as the dead are transported by the household department of the county, the corpses will be used for Zhu Wu's research!"

This order caused even more turmoil.

The old people in the family, the young people who died of illness, and the babies who died in infancy could not be buried in the ground. They were forcibly taken away by the officials amidst the people's cries.

"tyranny!"

"Tyranny!!"

The wailing of the people continued.

0371.

The method of Zhu Wu's practice is broad and profound, involving the most mysterious fields of life, such as the growth of the soul, the coordination of the body, the root of consciousness, etc. This is the ultimate mystery that modern science can hardly reach.

However, in the four-dimensional world that can sense the "spirit of the soul", there is finally a breakthrough in the realm of the soul that surpasses the human society of the modern 21st century, which has never been seen before!

After 300 years of development of world civilization, and driven by madness, human beings in the four-dimensional world have finally formulated their own basic method of systematic practice, and drawn it into a book, "The World of Survival", which is divided into "Wu Zhu" ", "Xiu Shu", "Yi Qi" and "Ming Xin" have four volumes, with a total of 31,831 words, which contain the great achievements of the times.

Your Majesty decrees:

"Sages and officials from all over the world can come to the king's city to listen to the sermon."

All of a sudden, heroes from all over the world gathered in the capital to learn this method.

At the beginning, the preface to the general outline of "Zhu Zhe Shi Jing" is as follows, which is the sage's speech, pointing directly to the center:

"Those who eat qi, if you want to know what is eating qi, you need to know what it means to eat. All things in the world can be distinguished by food."

"He who eats water is good at swimming and cold."

"He who eats soil has no heart but wisdom, and he who eats wood has a lot of strength and brushes."

"Grass eaters are good at walking but are stupid; leaf eaters have silk but moths."

"The meat-eater is brave and fierce, and the grain-eater is wise and ingenious."

"He who eats Qi will be gods and live long, and those who eat years will eat evil and become demons."

As soon as the saint's words came out, it seemed that the sky was shocked.

This general outline was paused word by word, like a thunderstorm on a sunny day, it exploded in everyone's hearts, they couldn't control themselves.

When many scholars heard about it, they felt an urge to pay homage to him!

They immediately understood that this was the words of the sages. This must be a vast and magnificent "Tao Jing", every word is pearls, and it must be passed down in history forever. The truth, the idea is big, covering all of the world.

This is like a vast fairy sound, containing the principles of all things.

Beyond the years, beyond the entire era, no matter when, you will never fall behind.

In the short opening moment, the wizards seemed to see the turbulent waves, thunder, squalls, mountains and rivers, everything in this world, and the world's avenue picture scroll stretched out.

A scholar couldn't help but marvel in his heart, "The first few sentences are vaguely related to the relationship between all things. The common people regard food as their quality, and food as their top priority. It is very mysterious. This is one of the essences of Qi."

"The one who eats Qi is gods and live long, the one who eats years is Nasha and the devil eats Qi and gods live long. This sentence is understandable. As for eating years, it is even more mysterious. It seems to devour the lifespan and soul of other people? Is there such a person in this world? ? Is there such a way? I don't know what to do!"

He kept listening, only feeling the magnificence in it. This is the most basic general outline of the "concept" for the path of practice by this emperor through the ages.

After passing the general outline of the opening chapter, I entered the first volume of "Wu Zhu", and said:

"Qi, it's not breathing, it's God."

"One breath of Qi can nourish all things, and when things die, how can Qi survive?"

"The heart of ten thousand thoughts can understand ten thousand ways, but where is the way when the heart is dead?"

"It's the living and the dead, gathered and scattered at once."

"In life, life is determined by breath. There are those who die in one day, those who live in ten years, and those who live in a hundred years. Those who have not died, although their actions show wisdom, are only called life, not death, but they are actually measured by breath. "

At this moment, everyone knew clearly in the unparalleled shock that the second saint after Zhang Sheng in the old history of mankind appeared.

The sage weighs rice!

He is both an emperor and a great sage in the world! He is also the ancestor of Wu who established the way, established the heart, and established the action!

With the power of the whole country, he ordered tens of thousands of scholars to study, exhausted his life experience, and would rather bear the infamy, and established the basic law of practice for the sake of the common people in the world.

At this point, the world began to have orthodox practice.

0376.

It has been a few years since the writing of "The Classics of Survival", Emperor Shi Guangzhi, as if a demon has fallen in his heart, his old body can no longer bear it, and he is getting old and senile.

Every day, countless local genius doctors enter the palace, shake their heads and sigh, and leave quietly.

Everyone vaguely guessed that this great emperor who was dying in old age completed his life's masterpiece before his death, and couldn't hold it any longer, his breath failed, and he couldn't lift it up again.

A person lives with a breath, a tree lives with a bark.

If a person's mind is scattered, the gods will not be able to save him!

"The beginning of a new era is also the fall of a great king." All the young heroes and Tianjiao felt indescribably complicated.

This moment.

Sitting on the throne, Zhong Dao watched a famous doctor leave without changing his expression.

He seemed to have accepted this fate long ago, and he knew that his body was hopeless.

Perhaps he had already seen his future mission after he noticed the fairy grass on the tea shed and saw the prototype of the path of the "Sui Sui Magic Code" hidden by the emperor of the slave dynasty.

"This is destiny."

"Show me, I'm going to the temple."

The aging emperor said softly, "Go to see an old friend."

This overflowing majestic aura is like dozens of fairy grasses overflowing, like the morning glow of heaven and earth, colorful and brilliant, floating between heaven and earth.

"Qi, let go."

"People are dying too."

On the huge coastline, on the edge of the port, a huge shadow floats on the bottom of the sea.

The sea was tumbling, and she stretched her elegant and moist body, "Even as strong as you, you can't stop the exhaustion of time. Human beings are such weak and pathetic short-lived species after all."

Restraining one's breath is the instinct of a strong man.

And only when it is completely unable to hold its breath and completely collapses, it will quickly overflow into the sky and earth like a deflated balloon.

"The year-eating ones are demons."

"So that's it! So that's it!" She suddenly laughed again, "You are not a person who follows the rules at all, you are also a madman! No wonder you have such terrifying power in a short period of time, no wonder your lifespan is so short!"

"No wonder! No wonder!!"

She suddenly laughed out loud, as if her doubts for a long time had been lifted.

"Human King, you seem holy, but in fact you are the most evil devil in this era, but you are still a person worthy of admiration. My whole family will see you off and lament for you."

All of a sudden, there were many sobbing elegiac songs on the entire beach outside the boulder wall, melodious, empty, and sad.

It was the whimper of a dolphin.

It was the cry of a whale.

The whole ocean sends a final farewell to Emperor Shi Guangzhi.

"But you are dead, I don't need to stay dormant anymore, I want to build my country." She said softly.

In a harbor.

"When a saint dies, there are visions in the world."

An old man under a big banyan tree was sitting in a rocking chair and was playing chess with another old man. He looked up slowly, showing a bit complicated, "He is a stubborn person."

"It's so beautiful."

Looking at Xiaguang, Zhang Zhi suddenly remembered that he had seen a similar sunset.

It was in a prehistoric mountain village with an old civilization. On the day my friend Zhang Xia died of old age, there was such a magnificent and mysterious vision of the deceased. At sunset and dusk, it was like a sunrise with colorful morning glow, so beautiful that it was not like a scene in the world.

All the people of the entire slave dynasty stared blankly at the color of the sky.

A large number of people came to the "City of Hundred Stones" by coincidence, stopped in front of this desert, and stared blankly at this great royal city in the past, and the old inscriptions at the gate of the city.

【—I always believe that the despair of ordinary people mostly comes from their own incompetence, but the despair of the strong is mostly limited by the powerlessness of the times, so I want to change the powerlessness of the times. 】

Many people cried bitterly.

They wept for this great heroic emperor.

There is no doubt that this is a very controversial king, he is extremely benevolent and extremely cruel.

He overthrew the slave dynasty with his own hands, abolished slavery, advocated equal human rights, but rebuilt the slavery system countless years later, recruited a large number of slave workers to the front line to build the "Wall of Ten Thousand Stones", and exhausted countless slave workers and people. The atrocities far surpassed the previous two generations of slave emperors.

He clearly advocated human rights and justice, established a heavy code to create a peaceful and prosperous world, collected a large number of prisoners, but overthrew human rights countless years later, and forced the collection of corpses, which is inhumane and inhumane, and the experiment must continue.

It is a king's taboo to go back and forth, but such a king has an extremely powerful personality charm, which makes many people convinced from the bottom of their hearts, and they can't give birth to much disgust.

In the temple.

Emperor Shi Guangzhi stepped across the "Sea of ​​Clouds and Breathing Qi" step by step, and walked towards the temple at the end.

He looked at the statue in this luxurious palace.

The god is like the man with the mole of tears, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky.

"Farewell to the tea shed under the city gate, you said, I hope to know that my name is not spoken by me, but by people in the world."

"I did it."

"In this world, no one in the world knows me."

"Today is the end of my life, and I beg the gods in the sky to meet again." The old man's body was dissipating, his whole body was full of brilliance, his expression was calm and resolute, and he leaned on his cane and looked at the statue.