Chapter 40 A classic handed down from generation to generation
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"What exactly do you want to do?" Liu Erlong became increasingly confused.
This bastard doesn't seem to be a simple beast.
"Don't worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality. The pain of fairness is far easier for everyone to accept than the beauty of partiality. Just like you threatened me with self-destruction today, you don't have a good time, and you don't want others to have a good time." Nan Feng said.
"So does everyone else."
"I'm not a good person, but I'm not a bad person either. I just want to see which side is better, the light or darkness in the human heart."
"If it is light, this world may be reborn."
Liu Erlong looked hesitant, "What if it's dark?"
Nan Feng picked up the tea cup on the table, "Do you know how many steps it takes to make this cup?"
"Kneading clay, shaping, drying, trimming, decorating, and firing. If there is a problem in any step, the craftsman may choose to repair it, as long as it can be used. But if you meet a perfectionist, as long as you have something in hand, Things that don’t fit your own ideas will be discarded at any time, and you’ll have to start over from scratch.”
Liu Erlong's expression froze, "People are not tools."
"Really?" Nan Feng smiled.
"Maybe, but just like you once chose to massacre an entire soul beast forest because of Yu Xiaogang's disappearance, and then directly killed those little thieves who were unlucky enough to fall into your hands, why do you think you did that? ?”
"I..." Liu Erlong was speechless for a moment.
"Because you are stronger than them." Nan Feng said.
"I have always been considerate. Since you think this world is dominated by the jungle, then as long as I am stronger than you, then I naturally have the right to manipulate the world with applause."
"Isn't it?"
"This world is just a piece of pottery that doesn't suit my liking. I'm going to try to fix it now, but if I can't fix it well."
Bang!
Nan Feng exerted a little force, and the teacup in his hand turned into powder. He blew it lightly and then went away with the wind.
"On the other hand, I have plenty of time to make a cup that I like."
Liu Erlong looked at Nan Feng with a heavy expression, "Are you serious?"
"Of course." Nan Feng changed a cup and poured herself some herbal tea.
"Why, don't you think this is interesting?"
"I don't think so." Liu Erlong said solemnly.
"I just think there's something wrong with your brain!"
Nan Feng nodded in agreement, "I think so too!"
"But what can you do? You are bound by a coward. Let alone your ability, you don't even have the courage to stop me."
Nan Feng refilled Liu Erlong's last cup of tea, "Even, you have to help me next."
Liu Erlong's eyes narrowed slightly, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell these things?"
"Just tell me." Nan Feng looked indifferent.
"What will happen if I tell you? Who will believe me if I tell you?"
"I am a high-ranking elder of the Wuhun Palace, a celebrity in the Pope's Palace, and the lover of the current Pope. I am a vested interest and the highest beneficiary of these filth."
"Who would believe that I would stab myself?"
"Do you believe it?"
"..."
“I don’t even believe it!”
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Wuhun City.
After completing Liu Erlong's initial edification work, Nan Feng returned to his safe nest.
"I heard that you coerced Tang Yuehua and even approached Liu Erlong?"
As soon as he entered the Pope's Palace, Nan Feng was greeted by Bibi Dong's question.
"Oh, dear, are you jealous?" Nan Feng came up to me in a cowardly manner.
Bibi Dong stretched out her hand to block Nan Feng's face, "No, I'm just curious about what you're looking for."
"Of course, I can probably guess some."
She still understands Nan Feng's virtues.
Bullying men and dominating women, she had no doubt about the former. But the latter, without seeing it with her own eyes, she really couldn't associate this kind of thing with this guy.
"I thought you would press me against the wall aggressively, release your spider legs, poke my head, and ask me if I have someone else in my heart and don't love you anymore." Nan Feng said disappointedly.
Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly, "Don't go crazy as soon as you come back."
"Yes, yes..." Nan Feng shrugged and lay down on the big sofa nearby.
This is the Pope's office area. In principle, such undignified things cannot appear, but as the Pope's little secretary, he can't even have a place to sit.
So, here is this big sofa.
"If you are really free, help me teach Nana about martial arts cultivation." Bibi Dong said.
"Me?" Nan Feng put down the little book in his hand.
"You want me, a forty-level young soul-breaking religious cultivator, to train? Sister, I'm not a serious soul master, and I don't have soul rings or soul skills. How can I teach you?"
"You can't..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Bibi Dong interrupted quickly.
"Nana is still young, don't fool her with your devilish things."
She couldn't even handle Nan Feng's nonsense!
Hu Liena must be deceived!
"No, no, no, education still has to start from childhood." Nan Feng sat up.
"Just in time, I have an idea!"
"What do you think?" Bibi Dong asked with strange eyes.
"Martial Soul Hall believes in angel gods, right?" Nan Feng said.
"Well, what's wrong?" Bibi Dong asked doubtfully.
"Does the Angel God have any... quotes or anything like that?" Nan Feng asked.
"Quotations?" Bibi Dong was stunned.
"What is that?"
"Hey!" Nan Feng said with a look of resentment.
"No wonder you are still so virtuous after 20,000 years! This angel family is so damn brainless!"
"You have a god damn god as your ancestor, but you can't even make a Bible!"
"With this little brain, you still want to unify the mainland? You can't control it even if you unify it."
"Bible?" Bibi Dong had a bad premonition.
"What the hell?"
Nan Feng stood up, "Of course it is a classic handed down from generation to generation!"
"As we all know, God is not wrong. Everything about God is correct. Anything that goes against God is rebellion. Only God can bring glory!"
"Only by believing in the great angel God can you ascend to heaven after death!"
"Those who disobey should be punished with death!"
"..."
"Aren't you crazy?" Bibi Dong asked strangely.
"Do you believe this nonsense?"
"I don't believe it, but can everyone believe it?" Nan Feng said.
Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly, "What do you want to do?"
"The descendants of thousands of families are unworthy. I still need to tell the world the words of angels and gods!" Nan Feng sighed.
"Forget it, if I don't go to heaven, who will?"
"Where are you going?" Bibi Dong looked confused.
"I have to remind you, don't do it!"
"You can do other things, Qian Daoliu won't bother to talk to you, but if you dare to mess around with this kind of thing, the old man will use his martial soul to do it to you in a minute!"
"Uh..." Nan Feng paused.
"It makes sense, let me retreat first!"
(End of chapter)