The next day, when Ren Ruofeng asked, Fang Ning opened another light gate in the place where blood kills. However, this light gate leads to the sun.

Soon after, they will use magnetic people to store a large amount of energy from the sun.

You should know that the solar energy that humans can use now is really hard to describe compared to what the sun emits every year. It is a bit too difficult to describe it as a drop of water in the sea.

When we arrived near the sun, this big fireball radiated a blazing light towards the universe starry sky without restraint, making it difficult to look directly at it.

However, Fang Ning still just wants to see it. He uses a systematic perspective and his body is managed by the old man, so he is not afraid that this light will blind his krypton gold dog eyes.

"By the way, when I saw this big fireball, I suddenly remembered something. Monk Zhinan and the black robe had done a research before, which was to use the energy of this world to transform it into the mysterious side of the vitality, and it seemed that there were some initial results..." Fang Ning looked at the sun and suddenly remembered something that had been covered for a long time.

"It must be gone now. After all, he and the black robe have become real monks. You know that monks do everything, just don't do inventions..." The old man gloated.

Fang Ning was speechless: "You don't want to knock all the monks over with one stroke. Eunuchs can invent papermaking, and some monks have done a lot of inventions."

"Then what do you want to do? Can you still break those two guys who are full of bad water back?" the old man said disdainfully.

Fang Ning shook his head: "Of course it won't work, but I really admire that guy very much. What he does is echo the front and back, and there will never be any ends. Look at the great fortune that he used to hibernate stars and gained the favor of time and space, which is actually one and two sides of what I just said. Those dormant stars can be converted into vital energy again when they are exhausted in the future. Therefore, he has to study how to use natural energy to convert them into mysterious energy at the same time. After all, the most known natural energy in the universe comes from these burning stars."

"According to what you say, he will definitely become a monk until today..." The old man suddenly reminded.

"Yes, I'm just worried about this. If I can't do it well, this is that guy's hidden dragon's plan in the abyss!" Fang Ning clapped his hands and finally expressed this concern.

"What should I do? Do you want me to run over and put a golden hoop on him?" The old man was very embarrassed.

"This is not appropriate. Take one step at a time. The blacksmith must be strong himself. We also have advantages that he does not have." Fang Ning said decisively.

"What are the advantages?" the old man confused.

"Of course it's you." Fang Ning was proud.

"I understand, then you are our biggest disadvantage..." the old man affirmed.

"..." Fang Ning had nothing to say.

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Rice black robe villa.

At this time, a large group of Buddhists had gathered on the grass in the villa.

Most of them are listening to the scriptures devoutly, seeking their hearts in this bumpy and impermanent era.

"I heard it like this..."

Among them was a young monk who was there, gently preaching to these people.

On the edge of the crowd, there are some newcomers.

They have no piety inside, but whispers.

Such large gatherings are difficult to control order unless they are serious occasions. Especially when the host is too kind.

A careless homeless man was bowing his head and talking to his companions.

"I heard from Old John that the scriptures spoken by this master from the Tang Dynasty were very powerful. After listening to them for a few days, after returning home, the feeling of evil spirits spying completely disappeared."

"Hmph, that old guy is in his era, and he even treats the people of Shenzhou as Tang people... I really think that every monk is a monk from the Tang Dynasty in Journey to the West. This monk should be from Shenzhou, but he doesn't care about three meals anyway, so it doesn't matter how many days it will be." His companion said disdainfully.

"But it really works. After hearing this morning, I felt much more relieved and seemed to have the strength to work again." The homeless man was a little impressed.

"I also feel this way, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed until now." His companion nodded in agreement.

Of course they didn't know that the ancestors of the devil were the aura of wisdom. How could those ordinary monsters dare to get close to them at all?

It's like a prey targeted by a tiger, and there will be no foxes and jackals making up their minds.

Unless you wait for the tiger to eat enough.

"Okay, all believers, this is the end of the scriptures in the morning. We will follow my disciples to have a meal later. We will talk about it in the afternoon." Zhinan stood up and said slowly.

A low cheer appeared among the crowd.

Before the Age of Yuanqi, this place was the "Grain of the World" and a real place of heaven.

When everyone mentioned rice, they thought about the development of science and technology and prosperity of industry, but they rarely realized that their agriculture is truly the best in the world, with strong competitiveness, and is the world's largest exporter of crop products.

Even if you are a homeless man, as long as you are sober and have no transition from alcoholism to disease, you will still be short of food rolls, and some are distributed by welfare and charity organizations.

However, in just a few years, these people were so happy for a bite of free food, which shows how great the impact of the mysterious era on ordinary industries.

Especially agriculture, an industry that covers a large area and requires large-scale planting in the wild and is difficult to defend against various special phenomena, is the first to bear the brunt of it.

Those who can benefit from major changes are destined to be only a few people, and most of them have to endure the pain caused by changes.

Black robe, bare-headed, folded her hands together, and he kindly led the common people whom he had disdained before to go to the temporary large restaurant that was rebuilt in the villa for dinner.

In the big restaurant, we have prepared a large bucket of white rice, a large pot of fried chicken legs, a large pot of raw milk...

These things were once tired of eating, but now they are the best delicacies.

Others will lack food, vegetables, poultry, meat, eggs and milk, but they will never be short of food.

Other people's farms will be attacked by ghosts and monsters from time to time, which is difficult to maintain. The farms they bought are absolutely not to worry about...

Even if he became a monk, the root of the devil was still there. The demons under his black robe were still there, and his industries were still in operation. Even if the boss became a monk, those devils, such as Claudia, would never dare to cut off the supply of the monks. Buddha and demons have always been one side...

When everyone started to eat in an orderly manner, the black robe left and returned to Monk Zhinan.

"Master, the believers are very happy that they can have enough food." Hei Rou said respectfully.

"It's very good. Only when you eat enough can you be cured. If you are hungry, you will not be able to listen to the true scriptures." Zhinan said lightly.

Black Rou nodded and suddenly found two vortexes appeared in the master's eyes, disappearing in his eyes.

He was no longer a demon servant who needed to shrink, so he asked immediately: "Master, what's going on with your eyes?"

"Oh, it's my demonic heart that is about to move again. It's not easy to suppress the demonic heart by doing good deeds and accumulating virtue," Monk Zhinan shook his head and sighed, "I've recited the scriptures thousands of times, but the demonic heart is still flooded. It seems that I have to find another way."

"Can't you suppress the righteousness of your practice?" Black Robe said in confusion.

"The demon heart is not an evil heart. How can I completely suppress it based on just righteousness?" Monk Zhinan shook his head, "Maybe, it won't take long to go back to the past."

"What should I do?" Hei Rou was suddenly panicked. After all, he was a monk for the first time and had not learned the indifference of a great monk.

"Everything goes with the flow, and no one can force it. The ancients had clouds, flying dragons left the sky, and followed the clouds into the abyss; hidden dragons in the abyss, and followed the clouds into the sky. These are all fixed numbers." Monk Zhinan looked at the blue sky in the distance and said quietly.
Chapter completed!