On the third morning, the sun rose as usual. Sasu took out the most gorgeous dress, the most precious gold and silver jewelry, put on a careful makeup, went to the white house on the top of the valley, borrowed a car and a few servants and went to Bodhisattva City. . Sasu walked in such a hurry that she didn't see the ridicule in her daughter's eyes behind her. Looking at her mother's decisive choice, Sa Yuting only felt sad. Sa Yuting knew what her mother wanted to do when she went to Bodhisattva City. Being reduced to a flower street, making a living by selling jokes, being looked down upon by others, Zhang San yesterday, Li Si today, this despicable fate is actually the best path that beautiful girls outside the city can choose, and the highest sky that they can touch. If you can find someone who truly loves you among those benefactors, who doesn't dislike your dirty body, and is willing to continue to love you, it seems that you can become a higher-level person, just like your mother fifteen years ago. . But the sadness in the world is that fifteen years later, my mother is still forced back to that alley, and even her qualifications to enter are in doubt. What is the use of such a choice and such a fate? Even if you replace your mother and enter Flower Street, and take your younger brother to temporarily escape the bad luck of being drafted at the age of twelve, how can life in the city be the paradise you imagined? And what about my future children? What about my brother¡¯s future children? Is it really necessary for one's own family to sell their lives for seven or eight generations in order to leave a mark on their foreheads and become the dogs of the thirteen clans in the city? It's ridiculous. In the hundreds of years since this regulation came into being, there have always been rumors that a cave dweller outside a certain city was manipulated by the superiors of the thirteen tribes for several generations by relying on the women of his family, and finally changed his identity to a city dweller. . But the scholar in the academy, the guy named Yang Ulsan, said that it was just a hope for people outside the city, a hope that could be seen and imagined but could never be obtained. The identity he gained in that way was only more humble and more despairing. It's hard to say that they, together with those family slaves, became targets on the archery range, prey on the hunting ground, medicine men in the alchemy room, and dummies in the trial ground. They were killed at will, and then turned into people in a certain farmland. fertilizer. Even those women would carry the darkest indulgences in the hearts of those family members and die in pain. The only thing that can truly change your destiny is your spiritual root. Only those outside the city who possess the one in ten million spiritual roots that can cultivate immortality will be regarded as a treasure by the thirteen tribes in the city and as one of their own. But I still want to be a dog, I still want to be a breeding dog. In the novel, a certain grassroots overthrows the brutal family rule because he possesses spiritual roots, and takes revenge freely. From then on, he can be free and at ease, but it has always been a delusion. Even the most humble cultivation family in Bodhisattva City will set up all precautions before any grassroots grow. The simplest thing is to deliberately delay his or her cultivation, use some means to lead him or her astray, block his or her own way of progress, and cut off his or her way to obtain any knowledge of cultivation. So, Yang Weishan was right about one thing, that is, only the Demon Sect is the way out for grassroots monks. Although there will be strange dangers of life and death, there will be the only remaining terror among ten thousand, there will be all kinds of absurd, terrifying, weird, disgusting, ugly visions, and there will be all kinds of vicious curses, but after all, they are grassroots monks The only way to get power by bypassing the cultivation family. Just like yourself. Sa Yuting didn¡¯t know why she was chosen, and why she chose to take that path. Three months ago, a very faint ringing of a bell came from the sky, and it seemed that only I heard it in the entire valley. That night, in a dark dream, a god who claimed to be Fearless Pluto appeared in front of him and showed various miracles. He waved his hand, and the boundless black air was like a sea tide, covering the entire valley. All the people covered their throats, their faces were covered with abscesses, and they rotted to death. With another wave of his hand, boundless light shot into the sky like a rain of arrows and fell into everyone's body. The people who had died tragically just now were wailing in more pain this time, and all the rotten flesh grew like spring seedlings, twisting and turning. Turn the entire human body into a ferocious monster, form an army, and destroy everything on the earth. With a snap of his fingers, he was imprisoned in a narrow space, making it difficult to even turn around. There is no sound, no smell, no water, no food, no everything, only coldness, and then I starve to death. That kind of loneliness and despair, that kind of madness and collapse before death, that kind of indifference and hatred, only made Pluto more excited and more powerful. So at the moment of death, Sa Yuting had an inexplicable realization. All her mental vacillations were food for Pluto. His desire, pain, madness, regret, hesitation, fear, wavering, everything is his food. And I just need to let go of everything, let go of all the attachments that can be let go, all the nothingness that can be let go, even the love for my mother, the attachment to my brother, and the love for love that are the most difficult to let go.Hope, the longing for all the good things in the world, and all the inherent thinking, will fall into nothingness, and you will not die. Then, everything about Pluto belonged to him, and he also obtained a magical mind method called "Fearless Method". From that day on, Sa Yuting knew that her life was different. This home, this valley, this city, and even this piece of land in front of me have become the shell that I will eventually shed. He is no longer a humble dust, let alone a cave dweller who cannot even control his destiny. As each emotion was swallowed up by the fearless method, and each person involved in emotions was buried by her own hands, Sa Yuting felt more and more different about herself. The boy he loves, the boy who has a crush on him, the soldiers who long for him, the girls who claim to be his friends, and the characters who bind him are all like spider webs that he has easily pierced. And time and time again, with the purity of her soul, Sa Yuting also felt the power transmitted from nothingness, running according to the meridian pattern on the fearless method, penetrating one acupoint after another. Wisps of spiritual energy gradually became clear between heaven and earth. They were captured by themselves at will, introduced into the body from the acupoints, gradually refined along the meridians, and then flowed into the sea of ????qi. They were pulled by the structures of those Taoist and French characters, and became own strength. ??????????? Then the power began to burn, it began to make the mind irritable, and it began to make oneself feel that all the people around him could be killed, and they were all spider webs that bound him. I can't tell you how many times, when I was stroking Sava's hair, I was thinking about how much strength it would take to break it; when I was cooking, I was thinking about what method to use to make her and him leave quietly; Or, leaning against the window, thinking about how to bloodbath the entire valley at night. Although he never took action in the end, he had already killed too many of the most disgusting people in the valley, those who coveted his own family the most, the most brutal Pan soldiers, and those Tang soldiers who only wanted to kill people. too much. The fierce fighting in the valley today cannot be said to be more than half of his own fault. But he always comes out. Since you are fearless, why should you be afraid of the fetters of emotions? Wouldn't it be better to savor the taste of bondage, but the heart is overriding it? There is only one taste, but the heart remains unchanged? Just ringing the bell lightly, a new god broke into his dream that night and passed down a magic technique called "Liberation Method". The technique is easy to acquire, and it is also easy to practice. With the previous foundation, I quickly touched that level again. What is true liberation? ¡° Seeing her mother¡¯s group walking out of the valley far away, and her younger brother standing on the courtyard wall still looking at him like a boy, Sa Yuting felt that she should make a decision.