Break off a branch as a wooden hairpin, pull a long hair into a familiar style of a bun, and then tidy up the appearance, and then go to the dining hall to eat contentedly.

After lunch in the canteen, Yin Hao said goodbye to the brothers and uncles he had disturbed over the years, and left Maoshan with a firm belief in his heart.

Returning to the town at the foot of Maoshan Mountain again, the barren and dilapidated appearance of the suburbs made Yin Hao feel a little nostalgic in his heart.

It was a snowy day seven years ago, he almost died here when he first came to this world, but now he has become a descendant of Maoshan Mountain, not only has a Taoist cultivation at the peak of the warlock realm, but also the realm of national art has reached the peak of Ming Jin.

Life is unpredictable.

The breeze is blowing, and the messy weeds and dirty environment in the suburbs look particularly dilapidated under the cool breeze.

Coupled with the dark color of yellow, gray and black, it makes people feel depressed and anxious.

This dilapidated environment made even Yin Hao, who had been cultivating in the mountains for a few months, a little sad.

His life has changed, but what about other people in the land of China who have suffered the same thing? I'm afraid that I'm already dead or disabled!

After some remembrance, Yin Hao packed up his emotions and strode along the official road into the distance.

He wants to comprehend the fist intent, but now he has no clear goal, only a general idea, and he doesn't know where to go, so he can only follow fate.

Of course, a body of kung fu can not be left behind, although this trip focuses on refining the heart and understanding the fist intent, but he is now just the peak of Ming Jin, and he has not yet reached the realm of returning to the basics, so a body of kung fu still has to be reviewed and practiced from time to time in order not to regress.

As the saying goes: don't practice your hands and feet slowly for one day, lose half of them if you don't practice for two days, don't practice laymans for three days, and don't practice staring for four days.

That's it.

Yin Hao relied on a pair of feet to walk on the road on foot, without taking a car, in order to hone his next kung fu.

You must know that most of the national art masters in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China had a pair of soles that could be called iron feet, which were practiced in daily life

If you can go out for dozens of miles, you will never take a car, and when you reach your destination, you will not be slower than those who drive horses and cars.

As Yin Hao approached the town, the dilapidated scene disappeared, and in its place was the bustling city.

The humming of the vehicles, the whip waving and driving of the driver, and the noise of all kinds of noise were superimposed, and the air seemed to be filled with an atmosphere of anxiety.

This is the atmosphere of those big people, because they are busy developing all the time, busy climbing to power, busy expanding their own industries.

In the surrounding market people, there is more cowardice and numbness.

"Obedient to the people, only obedient grass people."

"Grass people grass people, poor people whose lives are like grass mustard."

Yin Hao frowned secretly, feeling lost in his heart.

Even under the rule of the Eastern Han Dynasty when his main world had entered the end of the dynasty, the people were not so down.

After hundreds of years of suppression by the Qing Dynasty, the backbone of the nation has long been broken.

It is even more said that the three knives of wanton massacre, the policy of fooling the people and the reincarnation of Buddhism have exhausted the blood of the nation.

It is not surprising that the people of this era can have such a face.

"Do you want to hold high the banner of righteousness, cleanse the demonic atmosphere, revive the mountains and rivers, and return Shenzhou to a bright future?"

Before he crossed over, he was a keyboard warrior with a very serious national plot, keen on the glorious civilization in the history of 5,000 years, and even imagined the future of Chinese civilization assimilating the whole world with its strong inclusiveness more than once.

At this time, it is natural to have such thoughts.

"That's it, let's talk about it later......"

Yin Hao shook his head and strode forward, looking at the street in front of him, he had already pressed the compassion in his heart at this time, what he had to do now was to blend into the vast sea of people.

There are many temptations, many troubles, and many karmic obstacles in the red dust, but this red dust is also the place where the mind can be sharpened the most.

Only by breaking through the mystery and obstacle can we wash out a crystal clear mortal heart with this red dust, and comprehend the deepest and most sincere will of our hearts.

As for carrying the banner and reorganizing China......

He can still recognize himself, although he knows a little more, but he really doesn't have that ability.

At least he doesn't have that ability right now.

Therefore, it is better not to make a mess, obediently study the side, whether it is the main world or other worlds, there is a stage for him to perform.

It is not necessary to start practicing it from the beginning, although he is well-informed, but he is just the consciousness of a modern keyboard warrior, and he is not a natural emperor.

Even if the foresight is a little bit pretentious, but the actual operation and mentality are far behind, and there is no need to play such a high difficulty at the beginning.

For many days, Yin Hao walked aimlessly in the city.

When you are tired, you sit on a public seat on the side of the road for people to rest, and observe while resting.

When you're hungry, you can go to a small restaurant with a lot of people to eat.

There are many people, and there are many people to talk to, and you can feel those different people, things, and things.

Sleepy, find a hotel to stay in for the night.

Although a Han bun is very strange in the eyes of others, it is natural to match it with that bright yellow Maoshan robe, at least it will not be caught by the Qing Dynasty as a thief before it falls.

Of course, there will definitely be Chadumo.

All kinds of people, good or bad, constantly wash some of Yin Hao's concepts, making him fall into thinking from time to time, thinking deeply about what he is pursuing.

At the same time, according to the characteristics of the times, he began to revise and reshape his three views.

The end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China were the modern times, and the various changes that took place in them were the most suitable for grafting on other dynasties.

The times create heroes, this era belongs to reformers and scientific researchers, the three views of the upper class people in this era, not only forward-looking, but also ruthless, the most suitable for holding power in ancient times.

Although it is slightly chaotic, he has the modern and perfect three views as a correction.

As long as he establishes the three views that fit this era, then he will have the foundation to hold power.

The means are easy to cultivate, and although it is difficult to sharpen the mind, it is not a bad opportunity in the ancient world.

Only this perfect foresight can only be expanded in modern or more progressive times.

And he is going to lay the strongest foundation for his own goals in the main world in this era.

It's time to leave.

After wandering around this city for more than half a month, Yin Hao, in order not to regress his kung fu, from time to time to find a martial arts hall to learn from friends, and at the same time, he also used the talisman he once drew to surpass a few ghosts to fulfill his duties as a Maoshan Taoist.

But today, Yin Hao's heart suddenly gave birth to the idea of leaving.