Chapter 66 is born to be rebellious

Tiger Skin (or Lao Zhang)'s recommendation is really good, in this book, Ding Yi found his goal in life.

This is the cultivation mode recognized by Ding Yi, and this is the attitude that a strong person should have. It's not the kind of 'synthetic' cultivators like Lee Jae-min, artificially created cultivators, and mass-produced cultivators. Those who have the supernatural abilities of cultivators, but do not have the original intention of a simple cultivator.

What is the ultimate goal of cultivating truth? Is it really the so-called three ultimate goals of immortality, omnipotence, and doing what you want? The real world can be said to have completely shattered these three false propositions.

No one in this world can live forever. The longest-lived person recorded in the history books is only 998 years old, and the Changchun technique practiced by Peng Shou, a monk of the Changchun Sect, can only delay aging, but cannot truly live forever.

Known as the founder of the empire closest to God in history, Xiao Ding, the founder of the Shenwu Empire, not only had a lifespan of only four hundred and sixty-five, but also only seven kinds of exercises of various systems that he had successfully cultivated. Far from being omnipotent.

As for what to say as you want, it is even more nonsense, this is simply the biggest false proposition since ancient times, which is beyond the reach of God.

The boy who made the kingdom of God asked himself, 'Who am I?' 'Where do I come from?' 'Where am I going?'

These are the three ultimate philosophical questions, Ding Yi often thinks, I am born to be useful, Ding Yi has always had a kind of blind self-confidence. My life must be extraordinary, although I am not born in lightning and thunder like the male protagonist in the fantasy disc, what is the chosen child, but I will shock the world, I will stand on the highest mountain, and show my extraordinary to the world.

What once puzzled Ding Yi was his own qualifications, the more knowledge he had, the more bottomless he became, and the mentality of unwilling to be mediocre made Ding Yi suffer in this pain all the time. And the accidental contact with puppetry, which is a kind of knowledge that does not require the threshold of cultivation qualifications, has brought a new turn for Ding Yi, which is a good entry point, and Ding Yi's self-confidence has returned.

Ding Yi thought that he had found a way to success, but a bloody "Mystery of the Source" almost destroyed Ding Yi's life ideals and shattered the confidence he had built up with great difficulty. In the face of the powerful cultivators, he almost despaired.

It was Tiger Skin (or Lao Zhang) who rekindled Ding Yi's fighting spirit with his almost humble 'three sacrifices', and this "Easy Record" is to guide Ding Yi to a path, a road to seek a wonderful life, great liberation, and great freedom.

Ding Yi touched his head, thinking that at the beginning, Ding Li said, 'Xiao Yi, how can the back of your head bulge such a piece, this is a backbone, it's over, you're finished, you won't have that noble person to take you in in the future." I was scared for a while, it turned out that I was born to rebel, and I was born to be a rebel.

Ding Yi naturally had a kind of pride in his heart.

Late at night the next day, Ding Yi flipped through Jia Baozhen's "Retrospective", a book similar to history and philosophy, which compared the various aspects of modern Xiuzhen civilization with ancient Xiuzhen civilization, put forward some constructive suggestions, and pointed out some trends and directions in Xiuzhen. For example, in the past, many expressions of cultivators were very abstract and did not quantify concretely, what is the power of the nine oxes, the power of the dragon elephant, the power of ten thousand jun, these are all some general and vague expressions, but now they are more clear and detailed, and they directly take the units in gravity: kilograms, tons. In this way, the monk can know the maximum limit of what he can move on his own, and standardize the whole process.

For example, traditional cultivators have inherited some methods and means of ancient cultivation civilizations, such as meditation, visualization, convincing, meditation, gestures, and mantras, which can be virtualized in modern times, and allow cultivators to have a better experience and participation, and more intuitively understand the path of vitality in the meridians in the process of convincing, and the purpose of the exercises. This can greatly reduce the time it takes for a practitioner to attain enlightenment, and there will be no deviations in understanding.

In short, this book points out the development direction of modern Xiuzhen from a commanding position and outlines the future trend of modern Xiuzhen civilization. It's not so much about looking back at history as it is about looking to the future. But the author of this book is not so much naïve as he is too kind, and in the last chapters of the book, this kind monk goes so far as to propose a model of a world of great harmony that everyone can cultivate and treat without discrimination. He also cited many research results of scientific research institutes to point out this direction and trend. This surprised Ding Yi again. Jia Baozhen's theoretical basis is detailed and the facts are obvious, and even Li Zaimin's research results, he also uses other ideas to argue them. In Ding Yi's view, this is undoubtedly a completely feasible path. But this is also undoubtedly another 'mental storm' for Ding Yi.

At first, Ding Yi thought that those who were against the special search team and the state special work were only gathered together to oppose the horrific research of the cultivators and the wanton treatment of civilians by the cultivators. I didn't expect them to have such lofty ideals, and at this moment, Ding Yi's ideological realm has been greatly improved.

This is the way Ding Yi is going, at this moment Ding Yi wants to roar loudly, roar loudly, every cell of his is trembling, bursting out with powerful energy under a kind of extreme excitement. Ding Yi's face was flushed, his mood was agitated, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Lao Tzu is naturally rebellious, and he is destined to rebel! God has given me the gift of learning, that is, to use what I have learned to carry out a revolution! Let those cultivators who oppress us go to hell, Lao Tzu will change his life for another day! Lao Tzu must re-establish the rules and let this outdated world tremble under my feet!

Ding Yi paced back and forth in the room like a trapped beast, and his heart was full of passion.

At this time, he really wanted to meet Lao Zhang, tell him his thoughts, and tell him that he wanted to join their organization. Thinking that there was a group of comrades with similar aspirations to him, this made Ding Yi excited again.

As for what Lancôme said in Mu Yuan, the truth would be a fraudulent organization selling 'holy water', Ding Yi would not believe it at all now.

This is slander, vilification, and a sprinkling of dirty water on the truth that resists evil. This Shenwu Empire is really worthy of the real people who ride the crane, they call it the 'Demon Kingdom', and this method is really despicable.

I am not alone, I am not fighting alone, I have countless companions with ideals and beliefs. At this moment, Ding Yi came up with the idea of joining the 'Truth Society'.

The two sides of the world in this child who is less than ten years old are so clear: good people and bad people.

Since the Shenwu Empire is all evil, then against it, the truth that will be pursued and captured by the empire will be good and just. Of course, I want to join the camp of justice.

Ding Yi anxiously waited for the dawn to come, fantasizing that after joining the rebel army, he would brave the fierce fire of the army of cultivators, advance, and advance! I fantasize that I traveled between heaven and earth and saw the great harmony of this world.

The night has finally passed, and the dawn has finally arrived. Wu Shuhui came to wake up Ding Yi, today's Ding Yi is different from usual. In the past, this guy's sleeping appearance was the same as his dead ghost father: his eyebrows were slightly frequent, and his whole body was tense, or he was curled up in the corner of the bed. But today this guy is smiling, that kind of comfortable smile, that kind of calm smile, so natural, so relaxed.

It turns out that my son is so handsome, he is almost catching up with his brother. Wu Shuhui's hand changed to a caressing, and she rubbed her son's face, with a kind face. My son, my baby, my pride.

Ding Yi woke up and saw his mother sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him.

"Is it dawn?" asked Ding Yi. He remembered his mission.

"It's dawn, little lazy cat, get up. Wu Shuhui patted Ding Yi lovingly, "This morning, my mother made your favorite fried rice cake, hurry up." ”

Ding Yiteng sat up and stretched. The sky is already bright, a round of red sun is rising, the morning glow is all over the sky, and the stratus clouds are dyed, sweeping away the haze of the past few days. Ding Yi breathed in the fresh air of the morning, his heart beating in his chest, watching the sun rise in the east, Ding Yi was full of pride.