"I don't know whether it is the choice of fate itself, or whether we have changed our fate through our choices." Ding Yi explained his point of view to the high priest.

"At first, I believed in fate. My parents repeatedly instilled in me: People must be self-aware. How much food they can eat and how many loads they carry are all determined by God. Don't have unrealistic ideas. I was once willing to believe it.

destiny."

The small grids on the ceiling disappeared one by one, leaving only the scene of Ding Zhaoding teaching Ding Yi a lesson.

"At that time, you were not convinced, weren't you?" Hui said, pointing to the image on the ceiling.

"Yes, I am not convinced. I am born with talents that will be useful. I believe that there must be a reason why I came to this world. I would rather believe in my own extraordinaryness."

Hui smiled and said: "But you are just an ordinary person. Your parents are just ordinary civilians. Your family's greatest achievement is just to become a child in the ancient country of Nanzhao with more than 4 million people.

You are just a prime minister. On the day you were born, 436,574 people in the empire were born at the same time. You are not the most special one. Your mother did not dream that a god came to her dream. At the same time, you were born.

At that time, there were neither colorful auspicious clouds nor any other visions..."

On the ceiling, this time it was replaced by the scene on the day Ding Yi came into the world. Ding Yi looked at the screen and saw Ding Zhaoding's frown, and his heart trembled.

"Your parents are very worried about your birth!" Hui said with a smile.

"Our family is not a wealthy family. In fact, we have always had debt problems. I can understand my father and mother's worries." Ding Yi explained.

The picture on the ceiling quickly switched to a frame of picture, and then it became normal.

The picture showed the scene of Jiyun City. Ding Yi looked at the familiar scene and felt a little excited. The picture showed Baixiang Garden, a non-staple food store that Ding Yi often passed by when he was a child.

Hui pointed at Baixiang Garden and said to Ding Yi: "Your understanding of cultivation first started here."

Ding Yi didn't make a sound, he looked at the picture dreamily.

On the screen, Ding Yun, who is six or seven years old, and Ding Yi, who is four or five years old, are talking to shopkeeper Hu.

"Uncle shopkeeper, just buy a fish lantern..." Ding Yun begged.

"Buy a fish lantern..." Ding Yi followed his sister and begged in a babyish voice.

"What do I want from this fish lantern? It's a shoddy thing. Go away quickly and don't affect my business." Shopkeeper Hu drove the two children away impatiently.

Ding Yun pouted, a little helpless, and pulled his brother to leave.

However, it was obvious that the temptation brought by food was very strong, especially for the children who were still hungry, so Ding Yi did not move.

Just as Ding Yun was about to drag Ding Yi away, Ding Yi spoke again.

"Uncle, exchange fish lanterns for cakes."

Shopkeeper Hu frowned.

"I told you, I don't want the fish lantern, you two brats, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

"Can I trade this with you?" Xiao Ding Yi took out a red stone, a small piece of black wood, and a few small shells from his pocket. These are Xiao Ding Yi's most beloved treasures.

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Shopkeeper Hu picked up the stone, looked at it carefully, and put it back into Ding Yi's little hand.

"It's just an ordinary stone, but the shape is a little special." Shopkeeper Hu said disdainfully.

Xiao Ding Yi in the picture is very disappointed.

Shopkeeper Hu looked at the little child's depressed face and said unbearably: "Little guy, don't be so sad. If you can pick a branch of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree for me, I will give you a piece of cake."

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Little Ding Yi agreed and took his sister and ran out to look for the osmanthus tree. Although Ding Yi was young at that time, he knew the osmanthus tree. In fact, the osmanthus tree was Ding Yi's favorite tree. He liked the rich aroma of the osmanthus tree.

fragrance.

The screen flashed quickly and returned to normal again, half an hour later.

Ding Yi returned to Baixiang Garden with a large bouquet of sweet-scented osmanthus, his face flushed, and behind him was Ding Yun holding a bunch of fish lanterns.

Shopkeeper Hu took the sweet-scented osmanthus and handed Ding Yi a piece of cake. But Ding Yi did not leave.

The little boy said in a sweet voice: "Uncle, you said that one branch would be exchanged for a piece of cake. I picked ten osmanthus branches. You have to give me ten yuan. Adults cannot lie to children."

Shopkeeper Hu looked at the young lady running all the way.

Brother, he scratched his head and said: "That's true, but business has not been very good recently. How about this, little guy, uncle will do a trick for you as an apology, okay?"

The little boy looked at Shopkeeper Hu, then looked back at his sister, and finally nodded.

Shopkeeper Hu took out a large dustpan, put the bunch of osmanthus flowers into his left hand, shouted "Ji", and a faint green light was visible to the naked eye, blooming in his right hand and hitting the osmanthus branch in his left hand. Shopkeeper Hu

I shook my left hand gently and saw countless sweet-scented osmanthus flowers blooming and falling from the branches. After a while, the dustpan was filled...

Xiao Dingyi stared blankly at everything that happened in front of him...

"Uncle Hu is a good man. He does not bully civilians because he is a cultivator, nor does he look down on civilians because he is a cultivator. When Jiyun City suffered a disaster, I saw him helping many victims."

Ding Yi's eyes were a little moist, and he explained to Hui.

The pictures continued to flash quickly. There were shocking pictures of Ding Yi watching a magic disc for the first time, and there were also pictures of Ding Yi reading in a bookstore...

"You should have wanted to become a cultivator since then." Hui said softly.

"Having supreme supernatural powers, having a long life, flying to the sky and the earth, and traveling around the nine heavens, who didn't have a dream of cultivation when they were young?" Hui murmured to himself.

"I believe that the heroes in the fantasy disk have a great influence on you. I can see it from some of your actions later, especially when Jiyun City encountered a disaster, you stepped forward. I have to say,

You are indeed the hero of Jiyun City."

"It's just that I'm curious. At that time, you had already shown a certain amount of talent. Even Munotaka, the rock of the empire, had the idea of ​​accepting you as his disciple, but you took extraordinary risks to save those civilians. Is it just because you were born a civilian?

Or is it because you were infected by those phantom heroes? You must know that the person you rebelled against was the rock of the empire, the most powerful person in the empire. And you also know very well that the people who caused the collapse of Jiyun City were the people of the Truth Society.

, Aren’t you afraid that people from the Truth Society will target you?”

Ding Yi retracted his gaze towards the ceiling, his eyes were very clear.

"Perhaps, High Priest, you also think that those people in the Truth Society are all fools, and those who join the Truth Society are all coerced cultivators... I have come into contact with them. In fact, many of them

I still believe in the teachings of the Truth Society and that the world will eventually achieve great unity. Although the Truth Society now has betrayed their original ideals, I still agree with some of their original ideas."

"Why do cultivators appear in this world? This is natural selection and a kind of evolution. This is my understanding." Ding Yi explained to Hui.

"I agree with the Truth Society's explanation of qualifications. Research on genetics has actually pointed out the rationality of this theory. I don't believe in the 'separation between heaven and man'. I am an example. I am a master and the Truth Society. I use my soul to make every life."

Medicine, cultivation qualifications created by secret techniques. Of course I was afraid of cultivators, whether it was the Grandmaster or Wang Jiansheng, they wanted to kill me. It can be said that it was effortless at the time. But Jiyun City is the place where I was born and grew up.

Those who are suffering are all my neighbors. Why should I shrink back when I can reach out to rescue them? I am not trying to be a hero. In my opinion, civilians, villagers, and cultivators are no different. I saved them,

There is no other reason, just because I think I can save them, that's all..."

The high priest was noncommittal and listened quietly to Ding Yi's words.

"A cultivator who doesn't believe in the 'separation between heaven and man', Ding Yi, do you know? You are already considered a deviant. You have deviated from the camp of cultivators, and even stood on the opposite side of the empire." After a long while, the high priest said:

Think back.

Ding Yi said: "I did not deviate from the camp of cultivators. When I transformed into a cultivator and entered the ranks of cultivators, I saw the wonderful world of cultivation and came into contact with many cultivators. I found that cultivators are basically the same as civilians.

Both. We all need air, water, and food. We all live in the same universe. Cultivators have the same emotions as ordinary people. The only difference is that cultivators have supernatural powers."

"'A gentleman's nature is not different, he is kind and fake in things', this is what a mortal great sage said, and I think it makes sense. By arming mortals with puppet mechas, mortals can also have supernatural powers. With the advent of technology,

With our progress, we may eventually be able to crack the secret of cultivators’ qualifications. I believe this day will definitely come true!”

The high priest clasped his hands and laughed.

"That's it! I have been studying you and looking for you

Although I have come to a conclusion long ago, I still want to hear your explanation with my own ears."

Ding Yi was stunned. There were many mysteries in the words of the high priest, and Ding Yi needed to analyze them carefully.

The high priest said: "It seems that your thoughts have matured. This is your way. Many of the things you have done are to realize the world of great harmony in your mind. I have to say, little Dingyi, you are very rare.

Hai Bingwei, Bu Ban, and Tian Xingkong also have their ways. They are all of the same lineage as puppets, but their ways are different. They have lived for most of their lives and found that their ways are rugged and winding, and they are simply blocked and difficult to travel. They want to see you.

What will happen on this road..."

Ding Yi was a little confused as to why he was involved in the three great masters of Iron Cast City.

Ding Yi looked at the high priest blankly.

Hui sighed softly.

"Little Ding Yi, a road that has never been traveled before is not so easy. You know, the empire was not built in a day. It is hard for you to imagine how much suffering our founding fathers suffered when establishing this empire.

Four hundred and seventy-three years of a huge empire, the establishment of various systems, the battles with various feudal empires, the attacks of various cultivation sects, the cultivation, development and accumulation of new forces..."

Ding Yi did not understand the words of the high priest. Although Ding Yi knew that his words were a little deviant and his thoughts were a little deviant from the mainstream thinking. But he did not want to be treason. He wanted to slowly influence and change the world.

, he believes that with the implementation of the "Industrial Law", it can have a subtle influence on those cultivators. He will advance step by step towards his ideal... What does this have to do with the founding of the empire by the founding fathers?

The high priest saw that Ding Yi was still a little confused, and he sighed again.

"Xiao Ding Yi, you have been here in my house for quite a while. Have you discovered anything?" Hui prompted.

Ding Yi was stunned for a moment. To be honest, Ding Yi was still in awe of this high priest with supreme supernatural powers. This high priest who knew the past and the future gave Ding Yi a feeling that was close to seeing a god.

This visit to the high priest was very mysterious in itself. The high priest did not reveal his secret even though he had already known it for a long time, but still patiently talked with him in Luguan about mysteries. Until now, Ding Yi,
To be continued...