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Chapter 8 Sergeant, Sergeant, Corporal

The thinking patterns of the general public in the Dharma-Ending Age have solidified the fact that there is no magic in this world or cultivation.

Think about it seriously, if you don’t get the editor and encounter this on the street, you may also suspect that it is a rehearsed show.

Even if I am a senior author and a hardcore online book friend, I actually do not believe that there is extraordinary power in this world, but I am instinctively.

There is nothing else, because the ordinary people are the mainstream of reality.

This reminded him of a sentence from Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching".

When the superior man hears the Tao, he practices it diligently. When the middle man hears the Tao, he is as alive or dead. When the inferior man hears the Tao, he laughs it out loud. If he does not laugh, he will not be able to be a Tao.

The true Tao, when presented to the mortal corporals, may be laughed and questioned, or may be like a spoof video, the person who makes a corporal corporals shouted together, unable to hear, unable to hear, unable to hear at all...

Just as at this moment, these people saw his power in front of him, but did not believe it and turned a blind eye.

Suddenly, Wang Dao became enlightened in his heart.

"No wonder the ancient saying is that the law cannot be passed on lightly."

"To be more precise, it should be that the law does not pass on to mediocre people and corporals."

"At the age of 29, Shakyamuni was enlightened and became a monk, let go of his status as a prince's glory and wealth, practiced six years of asceticism and realized the truth, and finally became enlightened and became a Buddha, and later became a Buddha."

"The Buddha is enlightened, and the enlightened."

"Buddha is that simple, he is the seeker of the Tao and the enlightened one."

"The sea of ​​Fa down the mountain, and the Dharma eye looks at all, and then we will know the sufferings of the world. We will realize the determination to subdue demons and demons and save the people. However, we did not expect that the first spider demon to be collected was a good demon. If we did something wrong, we would have a demon in our hearts and almost got into a demon."

"I showed my power before the traveler, because I was focusing on the spiritual energy that the sentient beings are concerned about, and turned into an editing point... Perhaps, I also took the wrong path."

"This editor is so magical. It is too low to say that the magical artifacts are all the same. It is almost the same as the Dao weapon. The editing point is even more energy than the fairy energy and divine power."

"How can such high energy be transformed from the spiritual energy of ordinary people's emotions and thoughts?"

"Obviously, this does not conform to the most basic law of energy balance."

"I'm starting to practice immortality now, but it doesn't mean I don't have to believe in science anymore."

"Even if you are cultivating immortals, this law will never be outdated."

"Science is also the great way, and the different paths are the same."

Wang Daoyi's consciousness sank into his mind and looked at the remaining editing points on the panel.

Sure enough, it is still 49 points, and there is no value added to the decimal point.

He looked up and glanced around. The entire Central Demon City Park was very big. There were no less than a thousand people coming and going in the morning. He wore a moon-white monk's robe and imitated the temperament of Fahai. After a morning, almost all the pedestrians in the park paid attention to him. After all, Wang Daoyi carefully designed and simulated the temperament of a monk like Fahai.

At this time, there were more than 100 people around him who were watching the show. Logically speaking, it has absorbed the spiritual energy of 1,800 people. At least it should be able to gain one or two editing points, right?

However, the balance of editing points will not increase at all at all.

"Is it because the quantity has not reached a certain number, so there is no qualitative change?"

"Like 999 0.001, it's just 0.999, not 1."

"It is also possible that like vitality and vital energy, no matter how much energy there is, it is useless and cannot be absorbed and refined. Only when the vitality temperament changes and evolves into vital energy."

"Similarly, if the editor wants to transform the spiritual energy required, it also requires a kind of spiritual energy after qualitative change."

"This kind of spiritual qualitative change should be an enlightenment, obsession, and a belief that is unwavering. At least, the people who want it, their spiritual energy can be considered water molecules. As long as the water molecules are sufficient, the editor can synthesize water molecules into ‘water’ and transform them into editing points."

"The spiritual energy of most ordinary people, even water molecules, is loose and empty, and dies as they grow and die, and only exists in the body of the mortal body. It is naturally impossible for the editor to go deep into the body of the mortal to collect such spiritual energy."

"So, my own idea of ​​building a 'Holy Monk' to show my holy presence in front of people, and attracting the public's thoughts and spiritual energy to obtain the editor is doomed to fail."

"No matter how many people pay attention to me, it's useless. What I want is quality, not quantity."

Wang Daoyi smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Yes, how can I get magical editing points that can change the world at will? It's so beautiful that I think."

"My goal should be those 'supreme', those who can firmly believe that there are practice methods, extraordinary methods, and immortal methods in the world!"

"At least, it is also the 'sergeant' who hears the truth, and if he is alive or perish, he is half-believing and half-doubting, sometimes remembering it in his heart, sometimes forgetting it, or he cannot keep insisting on seeking the truth."

"The sergeant may also evolve into a sergeant...as for the corporal..."

"That way, it depends on whether you can evolve into sergeants..."

"The plan is about to change again. If so, it will be more troublesome than I thought. I don't want to do some of the 'feudal superstition' things that have long been swept into the garbage dump of history."

Promote the revival of spiritual energy...

Resurrection of gods and ghosts...

Nonsense end of the world...

A nonsense invasion of another world...

If the above operations are used, with disasters, crises, great opportunities and great times as the blueprint, more "sergeants" can be generated and a large number of "corporals" can be forced to become "sergeants".

Real materialism and scientific worldview, prosperous and modern civilization, there are absolutely few "sergeants" among the crowd.

Moreover, even if these poor "superiors" are 99% of them are modern scientists, and these "superiors" seek the way of "scientific" rather than "cultivation".

His path is really a long way to go.

Wang Dao raised his head, glanced at all the "corporals" around him calmly, and shook his head slightly.

So, with a wave of his hand, the moon white monk's robe moved with his arms, waved his sleeves, turned around, and moved the vitality of his dantian. His legs were abusive, and he turned around without hesitation and left the Central Park of the Demon City.

In just a blink of an eye, I disappeared into the streets and alleys.

After leaving the crowd, he turned around and came to a shadow alley, took off his moon-white monk's robe and placed it on his arm, revealing a simple and casual regular dress.

Then, he returned to the Central Park of the Magic City again.

At this time, the people in the Magic City Center Park had not yet dispersed. Another young man recorded the video with his mobile phone and shot the "magic performance" in the eyes of people. He was now gathering with a few of his later companions watching the video.
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