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As time continues to pass, this world becomes wider and wider, and a great Dao-level existence emerges from it.

They are naturally inferior to the innate saints in terms of personality.

But compared to Lin Qianxing, the existence that overwhelms the Three Thousand Avenues, it is even worse.

There are talented people who try to recreate Lin Qianxing's achievements and put their own path on the path of heaven and earth.

But they failed.

None succeeded.

This is an impossible path.

Lin Qianxing was able to succeed only because he had the blessing of Tao Fruit and was able to take this shortcut.

In the process of transformation of the Purple Air Realm, a great disaster is coming in the boundless void.

Disasters are also opportunities.

Dao fruit can never be created.

No matter how much purple energy Lin Qianxing used, he couldn't create Tao Fruit.

The Tao Fruit itself is infinite, while the Purple Qi is limited. The Purple Qi is at most a derivative of the Tao Fruit.

How can finite things create infinite results?

Therefore, purple energy cannot create Tao Fruit.

Lin Qianxing could only use purple energy to attract the appearance of Tao Fruit.

Disasters are often related to the path and fruit itself.

It just depends on what kind of blessings the Purple Qi Realm will attract.

Suddenly one day, a mysterious light came to the Purple Qi Realm and disappeared immediately. Immediately, some changes took place in this world.

It has some more rules.

A creature's powerful belief will be able to distort reality.

Lin Qianxing held a ball of soil in his palm, and with a slight movement of his mind, the soil turned into elixir.

May all your wishes come true?

No, this is the power of Tao Fruit.

The Tao Fruit has descended into this world, its rules have begun to take effect, and the world has begun to be robbed.

Lin Qianxing needs to understand the information of the Dao Fruit itself. Only in this way can he truly grasp the invisible Dao Fruit.

Lin Qianxing, who no longer knew how long he had been fishing, suddenly picked up his fishing rod and began to walk towards the outside world.

On the land where countless red maples grow, a village is located here.

The strange beasts in the mountains are dangerous, and the people living in the village need to have enough force to survive here.

The "breath training method" passed down from generation to generation is the key.

Deng Chi continued to practice basic fist and kick moves under a tree. He continued to practice until his hands and feet were so weak that he could not lift them up at all, and he could not maintain normal breath and breath before he stopped.

He is not talented enough. People of his age have the strength of ten thousand kilograms with one arm. They can easily carry a red maple tree that has been growing for decades, and they can even hunt some small exotic beasts by themselves.

But now he only has the strength of less than three thousand kilograms in one arm, and he can only survive by relying on the help of his elders in the village.

As for parents?

His parents had died when a strange beast attacked the village.

The village chief's grandpa persuaded him to learn some technical work that did not require much strength, so that he would have a better life in the future.

He went to learn, but whether it was making furniture, mending clothes, plowing the land and growing vegetables, or raising poultry, it was not what he wanted to do.

Do people live just to live?

He heard from the village chief's grandfather that the most powerful monks among the human race could move mountains and seas, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and were omnipotent.

He also wants to be like that.

He didn't want to stay in the village all his life. He also wanted to climb over the mountain and see the outside world.

So he has been training and working hard, hoping to break the shackles of fate.

It's just that my talent is really not very good, and the result of practice is always half the result with half the effort.

After a while, he regained some strength and managed to get up, wanting to make something to eat.

However, as soon as he got up, he saw a man not far away leaning against a tree and looking at him quietly.

The clothes the man wore were extremely fine, white and not stained with any dust, and his temperament was also different from the people in the village.

Deng Chi couldn't tell what kind of temperament he had, but he could vaguely feel that this person was extraordinary.

"You're not cut out for this path," the man said.

Deng Chi heard this and replied unconsciously: "But I only know this."

"You have something better." The man said.

"What?" Deng Chi said puzzled.

"Will." The man said.

"will?"

Deng Chi repeated the word.

This word is a bit obscure to him.

"Set a goal, and then do it. If you believe you can do it, you can do it. For example, if you feel that you no longer have the strength to practice, but your will can still persist, then you will definitely be able to go further." The man said.

After saying that, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Deng Chi hesitated for a while, feeling his tired body, and murmured: "Is it okay if you believe it?"

Gritting his teeth, Deng Chi suddenly started practicing his fists and kicks again.

After just undergoing extreme exercise, his body no longer had much energy left, but his will drove himself, allowing him to move slowly.

At the beginning, he was still a little doubtful of the stranger's words, but as he exercised, there were no more distracting thoughts in his mind.

He only felt that his limbs had lost consciousness, and his breathing was even more messed up.

There is only one last obsession left in Yixin, that is, he can, he can go further.

Finally, before he was about to wear himself out, his will stirred up the newly born rules of this world.

With a flash of spiritual light, new power was born in his body, and his damaged body was quickly repaired.

A wisp of purple energy also flew out and was captured by Lin Qianxing, who was hiding in the dark.

He looked at this scene and murmured: "Faith? Will your wishes come true? Turn imaginary into reality? No, it's not enough. You need to read more cases before you can judge!!"

Lin Qianxing moved slightly and had already left this mountain village.

Xuanyang Dynasty.

In Kyoto, in Zhixing Academy, Yue Xuepu was teaching the students under his hands with a teaching ruler.

"As a gentleman, you should abide by benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness. This is the most basic principle of being a human being. The so-called benevolence."

The principles he explained were obviously not very recognized by the students.

"Teacher, after all, it is better to say so much than to punch him out." A burly student said: "The other person may not listen to you if you reason, but if you punch me, he will listen."

"If you use fists, he will only fear you but not respect you. You must not only have fists, but also understand benevolence and righteousness. Only then will he respect you. The combination of the two is reverence. This is the kingly way." Yue Xuepu said.

"Why do I need the respect of my enemy?" The student asked in confusion: "As long as I can make him fear him for a lifetime, then it'll be fine."

Yue Xuepu pointed to the door, and the student got up and left knowingly.

That student was not suitable for his class, and Yue Xuepu did not want to teach such a student.

When night came, Yue Xuepu held a book in his hand and began to read it carefully.

This book is called "Li". The most complicated thing in the Five Classics is the various rules that people set for themselves to restrain themselves, such as food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The books of the sages are all about benevolence and righteousness, but when the sages governed the world, they relied most on their fists.

In today's world, before we pay attention to principles, we must have fists.

The strong often don't listen to the weak.

Yue Xuepu sometimes wonders whether these things are unnecessary. They are just packaging for the fist, just to make the fist look better when it is thrown out.

But if people don’t have benevolence, righteousness, and etiquette, wouldn’t they be no different from the wild beasts in the jungle?

"In that case, wouldn't it be nice if your benevolence and righteousness were as powerful as a fist?" Lin Qianxing said.

Yue Xuepu seemed to have been opened up to the second line of Ren and Du, and suddenly said: "Yes, as long as Renyi is as powerful as the fist."

With a flash of inspiration, the principles he learned gained weight.

He looked around, wondering where the voice that spoke to him came from.

But he didn't think deeply about it.

The next day, the rather burly student came again.

He stood in a sloppy manner and did not salute him, showing no respect for his superiors.

Yue Xuepu said: "Li!"

For a moment, the student seemed to be bound by some kind of rules. He quickly straightened his posture and saluted Yue Xuepu uncontrollably: "Disciple has met the teacher."

Yue Xuepu smiled and said: "Be kind! Study hard. Benevolence, justice and fists are both strength."

"The student has been taught!" the student said with sweat all over his face.

"Has a cultivation system been created out of thin air?" Lin Qianxing murmured: "Illusion? It doesn't seem to be accurate!"

Shaking his head slightly, Lin Qianxing found the third target.

This is Xu Pei, a craftsman who forged weapons.

She is a rare female blacksmith, and she has attained the level of Tongxuan.

Perhaps because of her gender, she is actually not very famous.

Her biggest wish in life is to create a Taoist weapon and become famous in this world.

But that is ultimately a luxury hope.

To build a Taoist weapon, you must use Taoist materials.

Either you have to enter the Tao first, and then gradually infect the weapon with your own Tao over time, so that it can transform into the Tao like you.

In fact, the former is not considered to be a Taoist weapon at certain times, because he just shapes the materials of the original Taoist level.

As for the latter, it is more like accumulation.

She has no Taoist level, but she can be nourished by heaven and earth.

She tried several times and even built several cultivation formations for this purpose.

But none of that works.

It's not that the big formation isn't good, it's that the weapon she forged can't carry the power of the Tao.

This obsession has always been with her. Now that she is over 800 years old, there is definitely no hope for a breakthrough.

In this life, she has never been married and has been alone, just for this one thing.

Now she is a little unable to open the forge anymore.

However, on this day, a man found her and asked her to help build an artifact.

And he also brought a piece of material.

It was the most ordinary piece of black iron.

"I hope you can use it to forge a Taoist weapon." The man said.

"The guests were joking." Xu Pei shook his head.

If it weren't for Lin Qianxing's aura that she couldn't see through, she would have already chased Lin Qianxing.

Isn't this just teasing her?

"I'm not kidding." Lin Qianxing said, "You are the only one within a hundred thousand miles around here who can do this."

Xu Pei looked at Lin Qianxing's firm eyes and wondered where the other party's confidence came from.

She didn't even think she could forge it.

But before she knew it, she turned on the furnace and held the familiar forging hammer again.

She hasn't officially opened the forge in decades.

But when she held the forging hammer, the memory of countless beatings in the past came back to her.

Dang~!