Fang Ning and the uncle finished discussing and wanted to return to their bodies.

Then he said to the old monk: "Bodhisattva, let the matter of ordaining a monk aside first. I have another question. Are you familiar with the matters related to the saints in the upper realm?"

Fang Ning is not a straight-minded man, and he is still a little scheming. It is impossible for him to come up and ask others "How should you become a saint?", which is to reveal his own shortcomings.

After all, in the eyes of others, the way of practicing Xiakejia is the way of heavenly punishment, which is already clear. Fang Ning naturally would not overturn this image. Relying on this image, it solved a lot of trouble.

The old monk smiled slightly when he heard this: "Sage, I ask myself that I am familiar with it. In my early years, they worked hard to spread the principles of the Tao and educated all living beings; in middle age, they followed the will of heaven and balanced all sides; in their later years, they were obsessed with the incompleteness and were afraid of death."

"How did they attain enlightenment in their early years? I heard people say that the true spirit of the saints is entrusted with the void and will never be beaten. The heaven and earth fall, and the saints survive, and sentient beings die in their lives." Fang Ning continued to ask.

"Oh, death is not the end, it is just another new life. The flowers bloom again after defeat, and then they will have different colors. If they always bloom, they will always be one color. The saints are immortal and will never change for generations, and will eventually become corrupted. The upper realm is extinct because of these saints. It is better not to learn their way." The old monk did not give the answer.

Fang Ning was silent after hearing this and did not agree with the other party, because the other party's words were obviously incompatible with him.

"The gods and Buddhas in the heavens, who have great magic power, are willing to die on their own. Every time they end up, they have to struggle hard and go against the sky. But I want to be the first god to sacrifice for the heavens." Seeing that Fang Ning did not respond, the old monk was not disappointed, and just said calmly.

Fang Ning was quite shocked when he heard this. The old monk said a few words in succession, and he really told the ultimate secret of metabolism. Without death, there would be no new life.

If a creature has no death or rebirth, how can there be genetic mutations? How can a single cell produce intelligent humans?

The saints in the upper realm are always immortal, so the world cannot be reborn, and they will be completely finished...

The Ghost King Bodhisattva was just watching from the side without saying anything.

Chuan Daqing secretly drank honey while muttering: "It's better to be alive than to die. How can you eat when you die?"

"Oh, the rich man, it seems that learning the way to become a saint from him is to ask for fish in a tree. No, no, we will not accept his robes and bowls. I can do it. Don't bewitched by him." The old man quickly persuaded him when he heard this.

Fang Ning was speechless: "Who is the guy who was anxious to ask for other people's things just now?"

"Who is it? Aren't you?" The old man pretended to be confused.

"Of course it's you," Fang Ning said helplessly, "I knew that there would be no pie falling from the sky. This old monk was too enlightened, so we really couldn't keep up. But this did not prevent us from admiring him."

Fang Ning said to the old monk: "The Bodhisattva's words are indeed shocking. I admire you so much that I can't express it. Your realm is beyond all sentient beings. Please forgive me for the difficulty of learning."

If you can't learn, you can't learn.

Fang Ning originally wanted to play forever until the end of the world. Where could he have the ambition to give up his life and achieve the world?

At this point, he did not want to be hypocritical.

After all, because of the old man entrusting his cultivation and passing the level and fighting the boss, his mind has never really changed, he has not left the ordinary mentality, and he is still the programmer who lives in a rental house to play games...

As long as a mortal can live better, there is no one who wants to die. Although Fang Ning’s life in the past could not be said to be good, at least there is still some fun every day, let alone the current life.

If someone else has his current cultivation and foundation, he either becomes a hero or a king, but he has always been in the bronze level.

Because of this, he would not regard others as ants because of his strength in his cultivation, and think that he is no longer a life of the same level as them...

"I will not force others to do the same thing, but I just hope that this new world will not end up with the upper world." The old monk was obviously very sober.

At this time, he could obviously see that this Dragon Lord could not go the same path as himself, and kept silent about sending houses and food.

He turned to the young man and said, "After I die, you will be the deity, and you will be the original body. There is no difference, it is just a difference in thought. You can accept this spirituality."

After saying that, a bright light shone on his body, and a green light floated out from the top of his head and flew into the young man's head.

The young man sat cross-legged on the ground and silently received the green light initiation.

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Fang Ning was dazzled and shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, it's a pity that the old monk is about to die." Chong Daqing said in great frustration.

"What a pity?" Fang Ning said curiously.

"In the future, there will be another place to eat white rice." Chong Daqing sighed.

"..." Fang Ning decided to ignore this foodie.

"This good man is really different from an evil demon. I can sacrifice myself to fulfill my incarnation." He sighed to the old man.

"It's okay if you sigh a few words, don't learn from him." The old man didn't feel anything. He was originally a heartless guy.

"Uh, I always feel that good people cannot live long and bad people can live for thousands of years." Fang Ning calculated.

"This is the old monk who wants to sacrifice to heaven himself. What can we do?" The old man was also a little embarrassed.

After all, this old monk is really a generous person. He has to give him a bunch of things when he comes up. Unfortunately, he cannot learn his way and cannot receive his favor.

"There is no way to do it for the time being. Let's wait. I see that this upper world is like those dying immortal species. They say they are going to die every day, but when your grandson is old, it can still breathe well..." Fang Ning habitually dragged it up.

"It's a pity that I'm just a simple and honest system. Otherwise, I'll trick the things first." The old man said stumbled.

"Come on, you will not be moved at all in this situation, you are only thinking about that little thing." Fang Ning said sincerely.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the old monk teleported the green light, then clasped his hands at everyone and said, “All sentient beings suffer from the sufferings are born from heaven and earth. Return to heaven and earth, and there will be endless joy.”

Then a golden light soared into the sky, and the old monk's body disappeared without a trace.

I saw the young man folded his hands together and looked bitter.

"The Bodhisattva's condolences." Fang Ning comforted.

"Everything is a constant number. If I do this, I can be regarded as seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence." The Bodhisattva of Ghost King shook his head and sighed, and then said, "The Venerable just wanted to ask the way of the saints in the upper realm. If I don't want to say it, I can tell you something about it."

"Oh, then please ask the Bodhisattva to come quickly." Fang Ning quickly replied from his melancholy mood.

After all, he was not familiar with the old monk, but he admired the other party's lofty integrity and dedication. It was an exaggeration to say how much sadness he was.

"There are only four saints in the upper realm, namely the three saints of the Taoist sect and the Buddhas of the Buddhist sect. Other realms, or those with similar magic powers, do not have the title of saints and cannot become saints. As the deity said, these four sentient beings who were taught in the early years had great merits for the evolution of heaven and earth and were recognized by heaven and earth, so that they were qualified to become saints. As for their method of practicing Taoism, it was not that important. After all, polishing the body and accumulating magic power, there were some ways to go. Without the permission of heaven and earth, no matter how deep your magic power was, you would not be able to take the last step." The Ghost King Bodhisattva said without any concealment.

"So that's it." Fang Ning suddenly realized, and a cloud of fog was completely lifted away.

No wonder the clone of the Demon Saint's wisdom is difficult to turn against the subject and use his power to expel those incarnations.

The other party has the qualification to become a saint, but now he only has the savings of mana. The biggest difficulty has been overcome and the future will be a smooth road. In this case, how could he give up everything?

"All the ways to become saints are the ways to be merit. Because the heaven and earth do not exist, those who are not saints will die. Without the recognition of heaven and earth, even if your magic power is boundless and you can break the heaven and earth with force, you will disappear and naturally you will not be able to obtain the saint position. Only when the heaven and earth recognize you can you take this last step and transcend beyond the heaven and earth." The Ghost King Bodhisattva completely opened up the way to become saints.

Obviously, the teaching from the deity just now allowed him to unlock many great mysteries from ancient times in the upper realm.

"Uh, it turns out that's that simple," the old man suddenly said proudly, "I know how to become a saint system!"

"..." Fang Ning said in surprise, "What do you understand again?"

"It's very simple. We are different from others. There are methods for calculating merits in the rules of my system. If you accumulate billions of merits, and if the system reaches level 500, will you naturally become a saint?" The old man said with confidence.

"You think so simply. Only by building a Galaxy Sky Net can you get the merit given by the Earth's Heavenly Way. billions of billions of dollars, is it enough for the Year of Monkey and Horse Month?" Fang Ning said contemptuously.

"Then tell me what to do?" the old man said contemptuously.

"I don't have to hurry up and think about it for a while. Since I can do it that way, we can think of a similar method." Fang Ning could not think of it for a while, so he had to drag it on.

"Whatever I think, I am talking about is the only way to achieve the 'saint system'. Just do it honestly, don't be careless all day long." The old man said with a grudge.

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