On a sunny day, Zhao Cheng strolled on the streets of the capital, traveling through the streets and alleys, and also going to places 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, traces of the old times are preserved, but at the same time, new things are also interspersed among them. Not only does it not appear inconsistent at all, but it actually gives a feeling that all things, time and space are integrated here.
Speaking of which, Zhao Cheng has actually stayed here for a long time, but he has never really seen this city.
"I remember that when I came to the capital more than ten years ago, it was not like this. However, there are some parts that have not changed much over the years."
Qin Honglian smiled.
She naturally knew that Zhao Cheng was not simply looking at the scenery, but looking at something deeper.
Before Zhao Chengzheng became a swordsman, she could still see some depth in Zhao Cheng at that time, but now, it was just like how Confucius felt after seeing Laozi.
It's like a dragon?!
That's probably what it feels like.
It seemed that what she could see was only what Zhao Cheng wanted her to see, not the complete appearance of Zhao Cheng.
Just like the dragon hidden in the clouds, only scales and half claws can be seen.
"If things want to last forever, they cannot remain unchanged, but they cannot also change completely. The sun and the moon become bright, and the sun and the moon become easy. But whether it is bright or easy, the sun and the moon will always be the sun and the moon."
Zhao Cheng smiled, but while speaking, he did not look at Qin Honglian, but looked at the streets.
The capital city is naturally crowded with people, not only locals, but also many tourists from other places and even overseas.
This place is originally an international metropolis, or in other words, it was deliberately built to be like this.
During this period of time, Zhao Cheng observed the heaven and earth, observed everything, and increasingly understood the truth that change leads to life, and change leads to death. A river only has vitality when it moves, otherwise it is just a ball of stagnant water.
This principle holds true when it comes to individuals, and it also holds true when it comes to nations and clans.
Be inclusive, constantly explore outwards, and look for new things. Only in this way can you have vitality and continue to grow upward. Otherwise, you will only fall into endless internal friction and eventually destroy yourself.
Many ancient schools of spiritual practice do not advocate meditation, but rather asceticism.
Now that Zhao Cheng thinks about it, suffering is not the key, the key is to be good at it.
Only by moving forward can we avoid internal friction.
This is the saying that people who are too idle will be easily wasted.
Therefore, Zhao Cheng is constantly changing, both mentally and physically, with no end in sight.
If one day everything changes, it means that Zhao Cheng's road has come to an end.
The streets are very lively, especially at the entrances of some alleys. Not only are there stalls selling all kinds of food, but also fortune tellers, entertainers, and so on, occupying half of the streets and alleys.
After wandering around for the past few days, Zhao Cheng discovered that some foreigners who came here to travel were even more enthusiastic about the matter of fate.
In fact, in the past hundred years, many things in Yanhuang have been taken over by some people from overseas, and they have even been renamed and directly claimed to be their own.
Of course, some of the most core things are not so easy to obtain, but even so, if it is taken seriously, this is a loss of luck.
However, Zhao Cheng also saw the beneficial part in this. Only when there is pressure can there be motivation. If the whole world is really peaceful, it will definitely fall into a state of internal friction.
But even so, the banditry behavior overseas will not change.
However, in the past, they used to rob hard, but when they found that they couldn't win, they stole it.
At this time, Zhao Cheng suddenly stopped. He noticed a person, or a saint, but what this saint did at this time was not legitimate.
The place where Zhao Cheng looked was at the entrance of an alley, where there was a foreigner, a Chinese, who seemed to be telling fortunes.
The fortune teller was an old man. He was not an ordinary person, but a swordsman who forged a sword heart. However, his sword heart was not pure and he belonged to the lowest level of the swordsman class.
Next to the old man, there was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, who looked like the granddaughter of the old man.
It is not uncommon for an old man to take his granddaughter to practice stalls and gain experience.
In Zhao Cheng's opinion, the girl has some spirituality. If she concentrates on swordsmanship, she still has a chance of becoming a swordsman. If she doesn't have a great opportunity, it will be difficult.
"Uncle, I am really interested in Yanhuang Feng Shui. I have traveled to many places over the years, but I have never encountered the real thing. It was not until I met you that I finally saw the real thing. I am willing to spend five million
, come and learn this, as long as you open Jinkou, uncle, I can transfer the money directly."
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The e-guest speaks fluent Chinese and has a very correct accent.
But if things are really as he said, it would be nothing, but the real situation is that a dignified saint actually used words to deceive, and also used spiritual power to guide the old man's cognition, hoping to obtain the true inheritance.
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The saint's power to twist people's hearts is still very terrifying. Although it cannot last long, once it is exerted, even top swordsmen will be affected, and swordsmen will also be affected.
After all, this is an important place in the capital, so the other party doesn't dare to go too far, so they can only use this method that is almost bluffing.
If this is overseas, that may not necessarily be the case.
At the same time, this foreigner seemed to have no psychological burden on what he was doing.
Most of the saints of Yanhuang disdain to use such underhanded methods. Before becoming a saint, they may still use conspiracy and tricks, but after becoming a saint, they become righteous and majestic, and their strength matches their virtue.
But they know that only the noble and upright path can last forever. The so-called gentleman cultivates his virtue through self-reflection.
This is the cultural heritage in our bones.
But this foreigner is different. Even if he becomes a saint, he still has a kind of wildness, a sense of plunder like a wild beast, as if he wants to seize all the treasures in the world.
In his opinion, it is natural for the strong to dominate the weak, or to use their own abilities to achieve the results they want.
This is a difference that belongs to cultural inheritance.
Overseas culture and their morals are different from those of Yan and Huang.
This was Zhao Cheng's first time seeing an overseas saint, and his impression was naturally not very good.
Maybe not all saints are like this, but the soil and water of one side nurtures one person, and it is obvious what the strong group of the other side looks like.
Therefore, Zhao Cheng immediately walked over and asked with a half-smile: "Friend, you can obviously rob me by force, why do you want to give me money?!"