What exactly is an ideal? Is it necessarily related to sacrifice? How much do we need to sacrifice in order to realize an ideal? Is it time, energy, or money? Or must some ideals be sacrificed with blood?

Philosophers love to study these questions the most, because it makes them appear incomparably knowledgeable and incomparably lofty. ［?

If there is a word in the phrase ideal, it means that it is just an idea, not a reality. When people realize this reality, you have to sacrifice some things. If you're immersed in hard study, you're sacrificing leisure and entertainment. You're after stunning beauty, and you're sacrificing money in your pocket and your time.

See, ideals and sacrifices are actually an exchange, following the most simple business rules.

Wild beasts also have ideals, and of course their ideals are to increase their territory, have abundant food, and have many mates who can reproduce. In fact, more than ninety percent of the ideals in people's hearts are no different from wild beasts, and they only revolve around the right to survive and reproduce.

But in the evolution of hundreds of millions of years, human beings have peculiarly taken out one-tenth of the space in their hearts to think about the interests of the collective, which may have been just families and tribes at first, but then slowly became an entire race, region or even a country. When man began to think from God's point of view, man finally became the spirit of all things.

Lions will not consider problems from the perspective of the long-term development of the entire lion species, and rabbits will not formulate any ten-year development plan from the perspective of the interests of the entire rabbit group.

Only human beings can jump out of their own circle, see the whole race and even the whole world, and think about the future exhibition.

From that moment on, the sacrifice became sacred. Like Peishui today, a group of martyrs has begun to consider putting themselves on the altar for the benefit of millions.

"There are two kinds of ideals, one is that I have achieved my ideals..."

"And the other is that the ideal is realized through me, even if it costs my life..."

"Peishui has been able to go so far and become a miracle place on Zhongzhou Da 6 because of the self-sacrifice of countless people. If Lord Flowing Fire returned directly to Zhongzhou Mountain after inspecting the Water Jade Mystery case, would we still have today? Lord Flowing Fire sacrificed his future in the Creation Gate and even his life..."

"Where is our sacrifice? On that night of blood and fire ten years ago, when we faced the 8oo awakened people, the 8oo gods, we did not run away with our lives, but chose to fight, and that was a sacrifice..."

"Someone counted afterwards that the victory of that war was piled up with human lives, and a thousand mortal lives were exchanged for the lives of an awakened person, can you imagine the scene of 80,000 dead bodies lying on the land of Peishui?"

"The sacrifice of 80,000 people was exchanged for the victory of Peishui, and the courage of mortals to challenge the gods. Since that day, Peishui has been marching towards victory step by step, and even our soldiers have been killed at the foot of Zhongzhou Mountain, a fairyland on earth..."

"When we see those awakened people who are high above, also dying on the battlefield covered in blood like us, and their corpses are trampled by thousands of people, there is only one sentence in my heart..."

"All the comrades-in-arms who died in front of you, your heroic spirits are still there, and what you sacrificed in exchange for the rise of mortals is to reverse our fate as slaves..."

"Now, Peishui's alarm bell has been sounded again, and this time we are facing our internal enemy, a group of parasites that live on Peishui's body, they stabbed us in the back at Peishui's weakest moment, they want to destroy Peishui's foundation, they want to sweep away the wealth accumulated by the people for ten years..."

"These profiteers, who have been captivated by greed, have lost their basic judgment, and in the light of gold coins, they even want to kill chickens for their eggs, without even thinking about the consequences of such actions..."

"Don't they know that a depressed water is not exchanged for a hundred wastes, and in exchange for the shrinkage of commerce? Don't they know that in that environment, they will not be able to make money at all?"

"Of course they know, but they can't beat their greed, they are a bunch of losers in front of **..."

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The speech in the secret armory continued, and the blood in the hearts of the listeners had begun to boil, the Black Iron Legion was originally a group of very fanatical warriors, these children from the poorest peasant families, after ten years of blood and fire, already had the courage to challenge the gods.

An army that dares to swing a sword at the gods is destined to be fanatical. The man in the cloaked in the armory was only halfway through his speech, and the warriors in the room had already begun to frenzy. If it weren't for the fear that the secret gathering would be exposed, they would definitely use wild shouts to express the passion in their hearts.

Just as the armory began to make plans, a dark figure was climbing on the roof of the armory, and looking at the thick snow on his body, he knew that this man had been there for a long time.

The eavesdropper had concealed all his breath, and the whole person had melted into the wind and snow, and four or five patrols had passed through the camp during this time, including the Skywalker shuttling on the roof, and his presence was not visible.

On a snowy night, this figure listened quietly, and he didn't say a word about the secret meeting in the armory.

"The last bodyguards? These people call themselves bodyguards, and they are the last bodyguards? Is this a secret organization formed by the Flowing Fire? What are they protecting?"

When the secret meeting at the armory was over, the figure finally raised its head, and Sima Chen's face was reflected in the faint snow light, looking miserable and white.

"Interesting, really interesting..."Sima Chen, who whispered softly, took advantage of the darkness to immediately enter the barracks, and with his great skill, it was impossible to be seen in the barracks.

Sima Chen actually took advantage of a loophole, in the usual Peishui military camp there were a large number of awakened and empty walkers on duty guards, even if they were great masters, they didn't want to lurk in without moving, but now a large number of elites of the army have been transferred, some of them have become grain transportation teams, and the other part has become guards on the grain road.

Sima Chen left the barracks safely, it was already the darkest hour before dawn, he bypassed the warning range of the city wall, and prepared to go to the secret stronghold outside the city. But just as he walked past a wheat field buried by snow, a chill suddenly welled up in his heart.

The premonition of the Great Master is very keen, and the trace of murderous intent coming from behind him can't hide it from him at all. But in the blink of an eye, a heavy ice shield suddenly suspended on his back, followed by a violent impact, the force was so huge that even Sima Chen couldn't bear it, and he took three steps forward in a row to stabilize his body.

The attack came too fast, so fast that a great master like Sima Chen couldn't react. As soon as he stabilized his body and turned his head to look, a huge tiger claw rushed straight towards his door like lightning.

It was so fast, so fast that Sima Chen couldn't even think, and between the lightning and flint, he didn't have any counterattack except for stepping back sideways and adding a wind technique.

Three shallow blood troughs appeared on his face, and when the blood beads were frozen on his face, Sima Chen was completely angry.

Is Pei Shui my bad luck? I haven't been hurt since I entered the Great Mastery. But here, I actually saw blood twice. The first time, I was careless, and I hurt the Skywalker's lock, but this time I was attacked again. What the hell do you really think of me as a rookie?

The angry Sima Chen didn't care if it would alarm the Peishui military, when he stood firm, a huge transparent ionization ball flashed and appeared in the wind and snow, and the tiger claw hit the ionization ball like lightning, except for taking away countless sparks, it couldn't break through this defense at all.

It wasn't until the ionization ball was formed that Sima Chen had time to pay close attention to the sneak attacker in front of him. It was a man in a white tiger fur jacket, not tall but very strong, with bright eyes. It was only then that he could see what the tiger's claws were. It turned out that the attacker was wearing a pair of strange iron gloves, and three sharp tiger claw sharp knives poked out on the back of his hand.

"The Dark One, the White Tiger?" Sima Chen subconsciously called out the enemy's name.

That's right, standing in front of Sima Chen is the white tiger. Originally, the identity of the White Tiger was very secretive, and the only information in the Creation Gate was the scattered description of the quarry battle. However, the appearance of the white tiger is too special, especially his pair of tiger claws are even more impressive.

"I didn't expect that Pei Shui could still arouse the interest in the dark?

The white tiger looked at Sima Chen expressionlessly, and suddenly said, "Great mastery, and is it still a stable period?" After asking, he didn't need Sima Chen to answer, and said to himself, "The White Tiger who is under the darkness is impacting the Great Mastery, and I will use you to practice today..."

After speaking, the white tiger suddenly flickered, and six doppelgangers suddenly appeared on the snow, and the six white tigers quickly surrounded the ionization ball. The twelve tiger claws flew up and down, and the sharp tips of the blades cut countless arcs of electricity, but those arcs slashed at the white tiger with no effect at all.

This was the first time Sima Chen had met an awakened person who liked hand-to-hand combat, and his sudden appearance of his arc energy had no effect on this monster at all, as if he didn't know about pain at all.

Sima Chen really guessed correctly, for a warrior like the White Tiger, pain is as simple as eating and drinking water for them. Back then, in the quarry, the flame whip of the flowing fire was almost roasting his arm, and the white tiger didn't even change his face.

"Bastard, what the hell is this..."No wonder Sima Chen scolded the street, he suddenly appeared that the attack of the white tiger could actually make his body feel pain through the ionization ball. Obviously, that punch hit the defense ball, but that kind of pain can be transmitted, and it seems that the cultivation of the dark one is really weird.

Sima Chen was furious, and he manipulated more than ten lightning bolts as thick as water snakes to slash at the white tiger's clone like a long whip. Whenever the high-energy lightning whip struck the white tiger, it could send him flying hundreds of meters away. But after each clone is pumped away, he can always jump up and continue to pounce on the melee attack.

It's really hard to imagine that there is such a difficult opponent in the world, obviously the lightning has burned his skin, the white leather jacket has been shattered, and even the corners of his mouth are oozing blood, but he didn't flinch at all, and he still moved forward in hand-to-hand combat.

Pumping, impacting, pumping again, in impact. In a full ten minutes, the six clones had been pumped three or four hundred times, and at this time, Peishui's vigilant militia had been alarmed.

When the alarm bell rang out, the light of countless torches shone through the village, and people swayed in the distance.

"Enough, you madman... Do you also want to reveal your identity? Remember that you are also Peishui's enemy..."