Besides, these foods are not all rice and flour, but various meats and vegetables.
"What a waste! What a waste! The tributes I have collected in tens of thousands of years are not as much as what you guys gave me in this meal."
Du Can said: "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, you may not know that this is a good deed of the immortal."
"A good deed?" Qiong Yu was puzzled, and couldn't understand why a monk could do a good deed by eating so many grains.
You have to know that in the ancient times, cultivators would not eat so many grains. After all, mortals also need to eat. Eating so much would not improve their cultivation at all, and it would take time to refine it. It would be better to use so much food to feed humans or other races than to eat it themselves.
Grains are not precious, but one thousand tons of grains are very precious.
This means it can feed 660,000 people. If they eat less, 1 million people will be no problem.
"Every ten years, the Guanghan Banquet needs to collect food from more than a dozen dynasties in Jiuzhou, and this food is bought with spirit stones. One tenth of the spirit stones is given to the dynasty, and the remaining nine tenths is used as a spirit storehouse for ordinary people to share. If there is a disaster somewhere, it can be used to hire monks."
Du Can spoke with a hint of pride, and said: "Although corruption often occurs, the Spirit Treasury can guarantee the employment of a large number of monks to rescue people when a disaster occurs. Before the Spirit Treasury was launched, the monks who could provide disaster relief could only rely on the Buddhist and Taoist sects. After the Spirit Treasury was launched, monks from all over the world flocked to it when a disaster occurred."
The world is bustling with people seeking profit, and the world is bustling with people seeking profit.
It is difficult to fill the world with good people simply by relying on propaganda and force, but if being a good person can bring benefits, then the whole world will be full of good people.
The friendliness of immortal monks towards mortals is based on their material foundation and was also created by the immortals.
It's a pity that mediocre people don't understand the merits of immortals and think that immortals are extravagant and wasteful. But if there are no spiritual stones, would they be willing to save the world? They just want to get something for nothing, occupy the spiritual stones and plunder the world.
Du Can has been overseas, where it is said to be a peaceful and harmonious place without the rule of immortals. It is said that whoever enters there can swim as high as the sky and dive as wide as the sea. If you raise your head, no one will suppress you, but if you lower your head, you can step on thousands of people.
But most people who go overseas are the last "ten thousand people" and not the ones who are not bullied by anyone.
Although Qiong Yu was scratching his head and was confused, he also knew that the way of immortals was too alien to their time and could not be viewed with common sense.
He just flattered the immortal: "As long as the immortal is here, there will be a clear sky!"
The two of them chatted back and forth, as if it was about to turn into a fanatic fan meeting for divorce. The main character's face did not change much, and he carefully observed every inch of his memory.
If the state of mind has a realm, Li Yi has reached the state of being nameless, the so-called nameless is to be famous but forget the name. No matter how much or how good the reputation is, it is given by others, not my intention, not my ability.
The surrounding environment accelerated slightly, memories flowed quickly, and the two stopped talking.
Act One.
On the way back to the sect, Du Shi silently recited the Lin character formula.
Act II.
Du Can went to ask the master for advice. What he heard while standing outside the door was not the sound of chanting, but the repetition of the word "Lin".
In the third scene, the picture is frozen in place, with chaos and darkness all around, and distorted colors flashing from time to time.
It was just like the TV with bad signal when I was a child, all white with a few pictures flashing from time to time.
Li Yi could see wisps of gray air, like threads piercing into the spirit platform. He tapped his fingertips lightly, and the waves that arose made all the gray air appear, and the breath it exuded was creepy.
Du Can's eyes widened in confusion as to why there was such a thing in his spiritual altar. He could not help but ask, "Immortal, what is this?"
"I don't know. It has a little bit of the aura of causal shielding. It seems like a divine secret, but not like it."
Li Yi casually peeled off the gray fog and said that he didn't know, but these unknown forces could not impose any restrictions on it.
All powerlessness is due to lack of ability.
The picture became clear again, and in a blink of an eye everyone was in an ancient temple.
Chatting around the fire at night, Du Shi hid himself in the shadows, the candlelight shone on his skinny palms. He didn't know when, the middle-aged monk had become so thin.
Li Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, as if the monk looked very old in this life as well.
You know, he was known as the Jade-faced Monk back then, and many people flirted with him, including some monsters. Although Du Shi was not a person who liked physiognomy, why did he deliberately keep his old appearance?
Appearance is determined by the mind, and withered is like rotten wood.
The monk's heart died, and he began to decay, and eventually died of old age.
Du Shi's voice was hoarse and a little sad: "Since I am born an immortal, why do I need Buddha?"
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