Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

On a sunny day, Zhao Cheng strolled on the streets of the capital, shuttled through the streets and alleys, and also went to a place of interest, just like a tourist.

The weather in the capital, even if it is visible to the naked eye, is naturally completely different from other places.

In many places, the old traces of time are preserved, but at the same time, new things are also interspersed in it, not only does not show a sense of disobedience, but there is a feeling of fusion of time and space here.

Speaking of which, Zhao Cheng has actually stayed here for a long time, but he has never really seen this city.

"I remember when I came to the capital more than ten years ago, it wasn't like this here. However, there are some parts that haven't changed much over the years."

Qin Honglian laughed.

She naturally knew that Zhao Cheng was not simply looking at the scenery, but looking at something deeper.

Just before Zhao Chengzheng became a swordsman, she could still see Zhao Cheng's depth at that time, but now, it is just like Confucius' feeling after seeing Lao Tzu.

Is it like a dragon? !

That's probably how it feels.

It seems that what she can see is only what Zhao Cheng wants her to see, not Zhao Cheng's complete appearance.

Just like a dragon hidden in the clouds, only a scale and a half claw can be seen.

"Things want to last forever, they can't stay the same, but they can't change completely. The sun and the moon combine to become bright, and the sun and the moon become easy. However, whether it is bright or easy, the sun and the moon will always be the sun and the moon."

Zhao Cheng smiled, and while speaking, he did not look at Qin Honglian, but looked at the streets and alleys.

The capital city is naturally full of people, not only locals, but also many tourists from other places and even overseas.

Here, it was originally an international metropolis, or in other words, it was intentionally built like this.

During this period of time, Zhao Cheng observed the world and observed all phenomena, and he became more and more aware of the truth that change leads to life, and change leads to death. A river can only have vitality if it moves, otherwise it will be a mass of stagnant water.

This principle is true for individuals, and it is also true for national clans.

Be inclusive, keep expanding outwards, and look for new things. Only in this way can we have vitality and continue to grow upwards. Otherwise, we will only fall into endless internal friction and eventually kill ourselves.

Many ancient schools of practice do not advocate meditation and meditation, but more advocating asceticism.

Now that Zhao Cheng thinks about it, suffering is not the key, the key is doing.

Only by moving forward can we avoid internal friction.

The so-called people are too idle, easy to waste, this is the truth.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng's spirit and body are constantly changing now, without end.

If one day, everything remains the same, it also means that Zhao Cheng's journey has come to an end.

The streets are very lively, especially in some alleys. Not only are there stalls selling all kinds of food, in addition, fortune-tellers, performers... and so on, also occupy half of the streets and alleys.

After wandering around for the past few days, Zhao Cheng found that some foreigners who came here to travel were more enthusiastic about the matter of fate.

In fact, in the past hundred years, many of Yanhuang's things have been taken by some people overseas, and even changed their appearance, directly claiming that they are their own things.

Of course, some of the most core things are not so easy to get, but if this is the case, if it is bigger, this is the loss of luck.

However, Zhao Cheng also saw a beneficial part in it. There is pressure to be motivated. If the whole world is really peaceful, it will definitely fall into a state of internal friction.

It's just that even so, the overseas banditry still hasn't changed.

It's just that they used to rob hard, and found that they couldn't win, so they used to steal.

At this time, Zhao Cheng stopped suddenly. He noticed a person, or a saint, but at this time, the saint was not doing anything legitimate.

The place Zhao Cheng was looking at was an alley, where there was a foreigner, a native of E country, who seemed to be telling a fortune.

And the fortune teller was an old man, and he was not an ordinary person, but a swordsman who forged a sword heart, but the sword heart was not pure, and belonged to the bottom of the swordsman class.

Next to the old man, there was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl who looked like the granddaughter of the other party.

It is not uncommon for the old man to take his granddaughter to practice stalls and gain knowledge.

From Zhao Cheng's point of view, the girl has a bit of spirituality. If she concentrates on the way of swordsmanship, she still has a chance to become a sword master.

"Master, I am really interested in Yanhuang's feng shui. I have traveled to many places over the years, but I have never encountered the true biography. It was not until I met you, sir, that I finally saw the real thing. I am willing to spend five million , Come learn this, as long as you open Jinkou, I can transfer the money directly."

The man from country e speaks fluent Chinese with a very upright accent.

It's just that if things are really as he said, then it's nothing, but the real situation is that a dignified saint, while using words to deceive, also uses spiritual power to guide the old man's cognition, in order to obtain the true inheritance .

The power of the saint to distort people's hearts is still very terrifying. Although it cannot last for a long time, once it is used, the top swordsman will also be recruited, and the swordsman will also be affected.

After all, it was an important place in the capital, and the other party did not dare to go too far, so they could only use this kind of almost bluffing method.

If this is overseas, then not necessarily.

At the same time, this foreigner didn't seem to have any psychological burden on what he did.

Most of the saints of Yanhuang would disdain to use such low-level methods. Before sanctification, they might use conspiracy and tricks, but after sanctification, they will be upright and dignified, with strength matching virtue.

But they know that only the dignified and righteous way can last long, and the so-called gentleman cultivates virtue by self-reflection.

This is the cultural inheritance in the bones.

This foreigner is different, even if he becomes a saint, there is still a kind of wildness, a feeling of plunder like a wild beast, as if he wants to snatch all the treasures under the sun.

In his cognition, it is only natural for the strong to dominate the weak, or to use their own abilities to achieve the results they want.

This is a cultural difference.

Overseas cultures, their virtues, are different from those of Yanhuang.

This is the first time Zhao Cheng has seen overseas saints, and his impression is naturally not very good.

Perhaps not all saints are like this, but one side supports the other side, seeing the big from the small, and what the strong group of the other side looks like, it can already be seen.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng walked over immediately, and asked with a half-smile: "Friend, you can obviously grab it by force, why would you want to give money?!"