The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 22 Awakening
At this moment, Mo Chengjun is at a loss!

He began to recall, reflect, and think about what he had done recently.

Then, he found that he seemed to have done one thing for such a long time after he woke up - he was trying to interpret this fairy world with his previous knowledge system.

Perhaps it is due to the instinct of a scientific researcher, he always likes to study and think about something, and he likes to get to the bottom of it. After seeing some strange spells, he will always instinctively pursue the truth and root of it.

This is nothing, in fact, practice is the process of gaining insight into the rules of the world and mastering the principles.

But the problem is, he is not from this world.

He is a traveler from Blue Star, and he has the knowledge of another world in his mind.

He has developed his own values ​​and cognitive system, and he will instinctively use his previous methods and knowledge to solve problems.

In addition, he has the ability to 'see the world', and can directly see the world's inspiration with the naked eye, as well as control it within a certain range.

This gave him another means of research.

As a result, it led to his current situation-other people recite the Taoist scriptures, and what they learn is the Tao, the Tao, the extraordinary Tao;

But what about him?
What I always think about is, why is there a heaven and earth inspiration?

What exactly is a heaven and earth inspiration?
What is mana?How to use it?Can this feature be used to develop a more efficient method?

Etc., etc……

In other words, this way of thinking is already deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and it cannot be said to be wrong.

But the problem is, this is not the world he used to be familiar with.

The basic rules here, the laws of everything, and what he knows may not be the same anymore.

Therefore, he was on the wrong path almost from the beginning.

The starting point is all wrong, and the direction is also in the opposite direction. How ridiculous is it to want to reach the end?

After figuring this out, Mo Chengjun inexplicably wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

I just feel mixed feelings in my heart, and there is an unspeakable sadness.

From this day on, Mo Chengjun finally stopped attending lectures with a skeptical attitude, and finally not all knowledge has to be explained one, two, three, four, five with science.

He tried hard to suppress his instinct of a man of science and technology, wanting to fully accept the theories of this world.

This is actually very difficult, very difficult, because the habits, familiar knowledge, and mature learning methods have already been engraved into the bone marrow.

As long as he thinks, his brain will instinctively lean up, and he has to break it back again and again.

This kind of pain is unimaginable to outsiders, and it makes his learning speed plummet, slower than getting to the bottom of it.

No matter how hard he persevered, it was half the effort.

And it seemed that it was this kind of reluctance that made his spells lose their spirituality. Even the most familiar Fire Raven Curse seemed to no longer be so close to him.

This pained Mo Chengjun and made him even more at a loss.

Gradually, he became thin and lifeless, as if there were two systems of knowledge forming two people in his mind, fighting constantly, almost tossing him into a psychopath.

Gradually, Mo Chengjun also seemed to be lost, becoming numb, with thin cheeks and dull eyes.

He seems to have forgotten his goal, just persisting day after day, instinctively but uselessly persisting.

As the little transparency of Zangfalou, Mo Chengjun naturally doesn't get attention, and no one cares about his changes, there is only one.

Don't look at Baling'er's big-bodied, carefree appearance, but his childhood misfortune actually made him very sensitive to the outside world.

He was keenly aware of his little brother's distress, and watched him lose weight day by day.

He wanted to help, but after observing for a long time, he couldn't figure out why his little brother was troubled.
After struggling for a long time, he still decided to enlighten him first.

Dusk was approaching, the sun was about to set, and the last ray of sunlight by the window disappeared, which made Mo Chengjun wake up from his thoughts.

He pushed the book in his hand, pressed his temples with his hands, and kept kneading them.

Just now, he said he was thinking, but he was actually in a daze.

All kinds of chaotic knowledge and thoughts flew around in his mind, making his head hurt!
Snapped!
scare!
boom!
At this moment, Mo Chengjun was suddenly patted on the shoulder, which made him jump up straight away, and his knee hit the corner of the table again. The pain caused him to burst into tears.

Bending down and raising his head, Mo Chengjun wanted to see who was so tricked, and then he saw Baling'er standing aside, embarrassed and at a loss.

Mo Chengjun said angrily: "Brother, are you trying to scare me to death? Fortunately, I don't have a heart attack, otherwise I would have sent you away right away?"

Baling'er laughed together: "Well, pay attention next time, pay attention next time!"

Mo Chengjun stared: "Is there a next time?"

"Uh, it's gone!"

Baling'er quickly waved his hand, and immediately changed the subject: "I see you are fine, how about it, how about going to Yunjian City with me?"

At this time, Mo Chengjun also recovered, and he asked with some doubts: "Yunjian City? Why are you going there?"

Baling'er chuckled: "Go pick out some things for me, you know, I'm not very good at this."

"Say it like I'm pretty good at it."

Mo Chengjun's eyes turned, as if he remembered something, he looked Baling'er up and down several times, and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you going to give it away?"

"Yes!"

"woman?"

"Uh?"

Mo Chengjun clapped his hands: "This is Sichun, it seems that you have fallen in love with someone? Tell me, which girl is so lucky?"

"You, you, how do you know?" Baling'er couldn't believe it:

Mo Chengjun looked at the tall and thick man in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, a water mirror appeared in front of Baling'er, and he pointed to the person in the mirror, and said, "Look for yourself, isn't it obvious?"

Baling'er looked at himself in the mirror, his square face was already congested and red, well, he knew it now.

But, seeming to understand something, Baling'er looked at Mo Chengjun: "I didn't expect you to be a seasoned veteran with rich experience, haha, I was definitely looking for you."

Saying that, Baling'er didn't care about Mo Chengjun's reaction, and pulled him away: "This time, you have to help me choose a good gift."

Mo Chengjun staggered a little from being dragged, but he didn't object. After so long, it's time to go out and relax. It's good to change your mind.

In the evening, Yunjian City was still so lively. After jumping off the white crane, Mo Chengjun was dragged into Fangshi by Baling'er.

People coming and going here seemed very bustling, and the place they went to was a pet shop.

What Baling'er likes is actually a female cultivator of the same age as him. She is also an orphan of war with a similar age and experience. .

They were also childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, when they were in the outer gate, Baling'er always protected the girl, but at that time the foundation had not yet been established, and some petty thoughts had to be suppressed.

But now, both of them have established their foundations, so the conditions are ripe.

However, Baling'er is obviously a noob in love, and behaves hesitantly.

Mo Chengjun figured out the general situation just by inquiring a little bit.

This time when buying a pet, it was the woman who said that she was a bit bored after the 'discount', so Baling'er started to think about it.

After all, Yunjian City is prosperous enough. If there are more wealthy families, there will be more demand for pets, and naturally there will be more pet shops.

Under the leadership of Baling'er, Mo Chengjun ran to several houses, and found that there were not only ordinary pets here, but some of them were turned into demons.

There is a family that raises a bird similar to a parrot, not only with bright feathers, but also proficient in human speech.

Not only does he speak neatly, but he also likes to praise others, and he is sneaky, and a few words can make you happy.

Baling'er liked it very much when he saw it, but the price was also prohibitive, and he struggled for a long time but was not willing to give it up.

Well, it's not that I can't bear it, but I can't afford it!
Finally, he stopped in front of a litter of newly-born catcats.

This manul is very similar to a domestic cat, with short legs, thick fur, wide forehead, round pointed ears, and when walking, its buttocks twist and turn, which is very pleasant.

Of course, although this manul looks cute, it is an out-and-out carnivore with a strong aggressiveness. Although it grows up to be fat, it is extremely fast, wild and unruly, and extremely aggressive.

Generally speaking, this kind of pet must be kept from a young age, preferably by your side before opening eyes, otherwise it will be difficult to really tame.

If it's a simple 'run away from home', it's fine.

If it attacks the master in turn, it will be a big trouble.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, pet shops are not willing to sell this kind of pets, even if they do, it depends on the opportunity, and what Baling'er is eyeing is two of them, one white and one black.

The white is pure white, but there are black hairs on the four feet.

And the black is pure black, only the four feet are white hair, two extremes.

The two little beasts haven't opened their eyes yet, but they are full of milk, and they are crawling and rolling in the cage, which is really cute.

Baling'er liked them all, but didn't know which one to choose for a while.

He looked at this and that, suddenly slapped his head, pulled Mo Chengjun over, and asked, "Look, which one do you think is suitable?"

Mo Chengjun glanced at it, and what he blurted out was the wise words of a great man: "You don't care if the cat is black or white, the cat that can catch mice is a good cat?"

Baling'er looked at Mo Chengjun disdainfully: "This is a manul, a ferocious carnivore, not a house cat, don't talk nonsense!
Also, catch mice, why catch mice?

What kind of mouse feels like digging holes and building nests in the home of a foundation-building monk?

I asked you here to help me choose a gift, what are you talking about? "

Baling'er was still babbling nonsense, but Mo Chengjun could no longer hear him, as if the words just now were repeating in his ears.

"It doesn't matter whether a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat!

So, I don't care about scientific explanations, or classical immortal cultivation, as long as it can make me improve, it's a good method. Why bother with this and that?
Anyway, in the end, it has to be tested by practice.

What's more, didn't a certain great man say that practice is the only criterion for testing truth! "

The more I think about it, the more transparent it becomes, and the more I speak, the more transparent it becomes. A heart that seems to have been covered with dust has been swept away, and the eyes are even more radiant.

He was ecstatic in his heart, and wanted to shout, but the next second...

Snapped!
Mo Chengjun was slapped awake again, and it was still Baling'er's hand, who almost knocked Mo Chengjun to his knees with a slap.

Baling'er complained: "Brother, what are you thinking? I'm asking you how to choose, and you can give me an opinion?"

Mo Chengjun bared his teeth, and finally decided not to haggle with him because of Balinger's love for helping him solve such a big problem.

Well, I can't beat it even if I want to care about it!

Glancing at the black and white little mantle again, he grinned: "What are you picking? Haven't you heard a saying?"

"What?"

"Children make choices, adults, of course they want everything!"

Baling'er took a deep breath and chewed: "Why do you deserve such a beating for what you said!
But, hahaha, I like it. "

"Shopkeeper, storekeeper, these two manuls are all wrapped up for me!"

(End of this chapter)