Lu Yu passed on Song Anqi's literary style, and he was just happy to see it.
Song Anqi's own aptitude is not very high, but Lu Yu found that Song Anqi's writing skills are particularly solid.
This kind of solidity depends on the release of Song Anqi's style of speech.
If it weren't for the hard work and hard study, there would never be this kind of literary spirit.
Lu Yu has the principles of Confucianism and Taoism, so he naturally has the responsibility of the ancient literati to preach and receive karma. By imparting this knowledge to others, he will gain merit himself.
Following the roaring sound behind Lu Yu, a little bit of brilliance was injected into the Dharma Aspect Light Wheel.
This is the power of faith, and it is also the merit possessed by Lu Yu.
Adding merits and virtues can not only increase the speed of cultivation and improve aptitude, but also affect one's luck in a subtle way, which has many benefits.
"You know so much, no wonder you can become a saint's disciple."
Song Anqi raised her head and looked at l Lu Yu with brilliant eyes, even a little more admiration.
Whether it is Lu Yu's means or the profound knowledge that Lu Yu has mastered, they have left a deep impression on her.
"Let's improve your strength as soon as possible, this world will soon change." Lu Yu said, but did not explain too much.
At his level, Song Anqi is no longer able to understand.
Lu Yu could have a vague premonition that after this road to the sky, the entire lower realm would undergo earth-shaking changes.
"The Nanhuang Mushou golden seal was shattered, but it doesn't matter. When I take control of the ancient heaven, I will naturally have a way to pardon this sinful land, so that everyone here can cultivate to a higher level."
Lu Yu smashed the golden seal of Mushou of the dark Buddha just now, but he didn't regret it at all.
If you do it, you do it, and if you regret it, it will only increase your troubles.
On the other side, Ming Yi's speed is very bad, and he led the Mozong people, and quickly swept Xiao Xitian away.
After those resplendent and resplendent Buddhist temples were knocked down, everyone could only see that there were countless dungeon tunnels hidden beneath them, with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood flowing inside.
What these monks practice is no longer authentic Buddhism, but a kind of evil practice.
They strengthen themselves by sacrificing people's lives and aptitudes, and those captured by them will often feel worse than death under endless torture.
The Nether Demon Sect is still in the dungeon, and some people who are still alive have been found.
It's just that these living people have become walking dead, and their eyes are numb.
Some people even lost their limbs and fell into a pile of flesh and blood waiting to die.
"Damn, the world says we are demons, but we don't think these monks are more ruthless than us!" A demon cultivator spat on the ground.
Lu Yu said in a deep voice: "Get these people out and try to protect their lives with pills."
After doing all this, Lu Yu gained some merits again.
It's just that these merits are not so obvious.
Many people imprisoned here already have the will to die. Even if Lu Yu rescued them, these people would not be grateful.
"I heard that Buddhism emphasizes compassion and universal salvation, and that killing is not allowed. Why are this group of Buddhists so cruel?" Song Anqi frowned.
Lu Yu said: "This group of monstrous monks practice Yin Buddha Esoteric Buddhism. They don't respect the precepts, don't talk about reincarnation, and do everything based on themselves, using the name of Buddhism to practice evil things."
In the bottom of Lu Yu's heart, he suddenly passed the dark Buddha statue behind him.
With his current strength, he still can't completely remove the dark Buddha statue.
However, when he breaks through the Realm of Human Immortal Realm, the imprint will naturally disappear with the passage of time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com