Ning Chenxin looked at the actions of the three Buddhist cultivators and said, "If the Buddhist Sect is really like you, it will really be rotten."
Hearing this, the tall Buddhist cultivator mocked, "So what? In this world where the strong prey on the weak, those who fall behind will be beaten."
"Those who fall behind have to submit to the strong."
"Otherwise, they will only be eliminated!"
"Look, if they listen to us and believe in Buddhism, they won't die."
"This is karma."
Ning Chenxin was silent, but his eyes were tired.
He wanted to impart his teachings to the world.
Let the world be at peace.
There was no war.
There was no fight.
Similarly, there was no scheming.
However, this path was still too difficult.
It was not too difficult.
Even Lu Changsheng knew what he was thinking.
He would also not have any hope.
As long as there were people around.