On the side of Mount Everest, an old man wearing a white priest's robe with gold inscriptions gave a white jade Guanyin to Zhang Jingtao, who was lying in the ice and snow.

Next to Zhang Jingtao, there was a small plane that glided to the ground and tilted in the white snow.

The airplane seemed to be a product of the last century, as if humans had lost their ability to manufacture it long ago, so even though the old man was a high priest, he could only use this antique airplane.

On the plane, the pilot Roger's leg was broken, but he seemed to have little consciousness and was only sobbing softly because he was dead.

Zhang Jingtao was thrown onto the snow when the plane slid down.

Fortunately, it was winter and he was wearing a thick down jacket, so he wouldn't freeze to death immediately.

But you can imagine how cold Mount Everest is.

Therefore, after the plane landed on the snowy mountain, Zhang Jingtao knew that he would not be much better than Rogge, so he did not know what the meaning of the high priest giving him this Guanyin at this time.

The high priest threw another small goat gas bottle to Zhang Jingtao.

Zhang Jingtao couldn't help but ask: "What's the use of this? I saw in the Privy Council's information that there are not many sheep spirits in the mountains."

The high priest said: "Yes, in order to cover up the fact that civilization and the astronomical calendar originated from the Chinese, some people came up with gravity. Of course, this is also because the fool did not understand how the solar system actually works. Gravity is just an appearance.

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Rogge's legs were probably numb and he stopped sobbing after hearing this. Although he was surprised, he obviously didn't care about the solar system. He only asked: "Isn't it because the sheep energy is too heavy that it becomes thin at high places?"

The high priest smiled bitterly: "Compared with sheep's air, clouds are heavier, so how can they float in the mountains? Rogge, the mixed air itself has buoyancy. For this reason, it is necessary to separate the various types of air with different densities in theory.

To grow gas, you need to use an ionization tower, and the air itself will not be separated there layer by layer."

Roger said: "So why is it so hard for me to breathe?"

The high priest said: "It is the cold that reduces your ability to exchange sheep energy. If you go to a place where the temperature is not too low, then most people in good health can resist this cold reaction, just like if you go

If you travel to the nearby Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, there won’t be much of a problem. It’s just that self-driving travel requires people to exercise and stay outdoors for a long time, which increases the risk. In fact, you need to be more careful when traveling to northern Russia.”

Rogge quickly asked: "I know that when it is the coldest in northern Russia, the average temperature is minus 10 degrees. What is the temperature here?"

The high priest said: "The temperature at the top of Mount Everest is basically below minus 20 degrees during the climbing season, and the peak is closer to minus 30 degrees. If climbers have to do a lot of exercise, it will be even more dangerous. At this time, it is winter.

, only here, it should be below minus 30 degrees."

"Shet!" Rogge cursed.

"So you still gave me this?" Zhang Jingtao asked, picking up the gas bottle.

"Yes, in extremely cold conditions, once the human body becomes unwell, it is a good way to increase the concentration of sheep air, because since the temperature cannot be changed, it is better to change the sheep content in the air. This also leads people to really think that high places can

The sheep's energy is thin," the high priest said.

Roger screamed: "Give me, brother, give me the bottle, please, for the sake of me having many daughters."

Zhang Jingtao threw the small sheep's gas bottle with all his strength. Watching the sheep's gas bottle fall to Rogge's feet, he smiled bitterly and said: "Take it, or you can try to parachute down, maybe there is a chance."

vitality."

However, for some unknown reason, the mountain has undergone huge changes. There is a cliff on this side, and with a favorable wind, it is indeed possible to jump.

After Rogge heard this, life flashed in his eyes, and he tried to get down from his seat.

"Aren't you going to grab his umbrella?" The words of the high priest surprised Rogge again.

"No, I have nothing to worry about, but Rogge has many women and several children. Although this guy is not very responsible, I like his daughters." Zhang Jingtao said that he especially likes little girls and thinks they

They are all little bosses, and so is Roger. This guy has given birth to a bunch of daughters.

"Don't you think he is a foreigner?" asked the high priest.

"Since human beings can mate without any barriers, then from an ancient perspective, they are all of the same species. Therefore, wherever the heart goes, so does the blood. Roger loves learning Chinese the most and admires Chinese civilization very much. In my case,

It seems that they are brothers." Zhang Jingtao said.

"Yes, I have always regarded you as a brother." Rogge said.

After hearing this, the high priest's eyes suddenly hardened, as if he had made some kind of determination.

"You may not die, just hold on to this Guanyin." the high priest said.

Zhang Jingtao was a little numb from the cold, but because of the high priest's words, he couldn't help but tremble and took a look at the Guanyin.

This Guanyin head is set against a Zhaoyang fairy grid, holding a drop-shaped treasure vase, and wearing a cross on its elegant swan-like neck.

Around the cross, there is a circle of light, which constitutes twelve hours.

Moreover, this cross can rotate and is very delicate.

On the back, there are the words "Guanyin Maria".

"Is she useful to me?" Zhang Jingtao asked.

"I heard that you have your own understanding of philosophy?" The high priest did not answer and only asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

Zhang Jingtao replied: "Yes, in my opinion, philosophy is just a study of representation induction. Any philosophy must be summarized and summarized by people, so this person must choose objective representations for induction.

At this time, the starting point is undoubtedly based on one's own experience and experience, and even the choice is based on one's own purposes and interests, so this choice is completely idealistic."

The high priest said: "Are you saying that the roots of philosophy are actually idealistic?"

Zhang Jingtao said: "Yes, what kind of things created or summarized by people are not idealistic? I think this is human nature."

The high priest sighed: "Yes, it coincides with me. There is no philosophy in this world that is not idealistic. Even materialist philosophy is the result of idealistic selection and induction, and can only be used as a theory of methodology."

Zhang Jingtao said: "Yes, that's why there are many kinds of materialist philosophies."

Seeing that there was hope for escape, Rogge asked: "If that's the case, how can we judge which philosophy is available?"

Zhang Jingtao felt that he was getting colder and colder, and smiled with difficulty: "As a human being, of course, if the philosophy you use can make your descendants reproduce better and be happier, that is the right way. If you lead your own people to differentiation and destruction,

, is naturally an evil way.”
Chapter completed!