"I ········"

Ding Dang didn't know what to say.

What should he say?

This is not his responsibility, he is not the county commander of Nanyang County, he is from Beichen County, and he has not officially taken office.

But can he refuse?

Looking at these expectant eyes, the people in ragged clothes with humble begging, he couldn't say no!

"My lord, please show mercy and save these three hundred and sixty-two people!"

Seeing Ding Dang's hesitation, Song He suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed.

Soon, the people behind him also knelt down one by one.

Plop, plop and plop constantly.

Soon, he fell to his knees.

There are kowtowers everywhere.

"Sir, be merciful········"

"My lord, please take my son, he is only four years old·······"

"Adult ·········"

The cry of sorrow, one after another, echoed on the side of the road.

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On the other side, the villagers of the village on the other side of the boundary stone were also a little unbearable.

After a while, an old man on crutches came and saluted tremblingly, and said:

"My lord, it's better to help them, it's really not possible, please take those boys away, they are small and can't eat much."

This old man, who looked like the village chief, had very vicious eyes, and actually hit Ding Dang's weakness.

Yes, it's not that Ding Dang doesn't want to help, but in fact, he doesn't have so many rations.

More than 300 people, how much do you have to eat in a day?

Ding Dang's party, plus the ladies and servants, more than 100 people, counting the consumption of horses, how could they eat more than 300 catties of grain a day.

That's the biggest reason why they keep buying along the way.

This is also because Ding Dang paid attention to the addition of jerky meat, vegetables and fruits.

If there is too little fat in the food, then a strong man will have to eat more than two catties of coarse grains in one meal to barely be enough.

Replaced by Ding Dang's eighty Taoist soldiers, the consumption is even greater, and there will be beef and mutton all of a sudden.

The stronger the generals, the more they have to eat meat, otherwise, if they can't train strong soldiers, they will only train people into wasters.

There were people who trained soldiers, worked at high intensity for ten hours a day, and only gave steamed buns and vegetables, but after half a month, some soldiers vomited blood and died violently, and the rest became wasters.

The supply of grain and grass is the top priority in the use of troops in this era, and it is also one of the dividing lines between good generals and mediocre generals.

It is impossible for Dingdang to afford to supply so many people.

So, the old man gave him a step down.

"This official is going to work, and the rations he brought with him are not enough at all."

Ding Dang said.

Then, the voice changed.

"However, since the official has seen it, he can't ignore it."

In fact, it's okay to ignore it, but if you don't talk about your conscience, you definitely don't want it in terms of reputation.

Ding Dang turned his head and signaled, and a knight turned around on his horse, and in a short time slowly carried two large bags from the side of the convoy.

Then, it was thrown to the ground.

"Here are two bags of rice, which are given to you, and you should be able to cope with two days if you save a little."

"It's not far from Beichen County here, you follow the official road and go to Beichen County."

"After this official takes office, he should settle down in Beicheng County for you, as for the future, hey, let's talk about it later·······"

"Let's leave it at that, Mr. Song, I'll leave it to you here."

Ding Dang sighed again, looked around, and only felt that the world was difficult.

For the first time, he really wanted to do something from the bottom of his heart.

Not for themselves, but for the general public.

"If I sat in that seat, I think they would be better off, wouldn't they?"

In the red sunset sun, Ding Dang turned on his horse, waved goodbye to these people, and returned to the convoy.

Behind him, crying can be faintly heard.

After returning to the convoy, Ding immediately ordered to set off.

Today, he was touched and faintly grasped a broad spirit, which was an opportunity to go to the next level.

He grasped the reins and let his body instinctively steer the horse, closing his eyes and introspectively.

"Boom-"

The surging inner breath surged, and the true qi was like lead and mercury, rolling and rushing.

"Mixed Yuan Sword Sutra" is called the Sword Sutra, which is actually a method of self-cultivation, mind cultivation, and cultivation, paying attention to the unity of body and mind, and practicing it personally.

The most particular thing is a word of sincerity.

It is necessary to reflect from time to time, clarify one's true thoughts, and identify the true nature and heart.

Every time you sweep away the dust from your heart, it is a growth to make your mind clear.

At this moment, Ding Dang felt the surging of his inner breath, followed the law, and kept circulating between the twelve meridians and the eight meridians of the strange meridians, and then turned into many meridians that were more subtle than hair.

Faster and faster, stronger and stronger, the true qi became more and more condensed, and a faint silver luster appeared in the inner vision, as if it was real silver water.

Distracting thoughts are not born, the god of consciousness abdicates, and the primordial god who is ignorant and ignorant, and whose body dwells in the void, gradually appears and dominates the spiritual god.

Ordinary people have a lot of distracting thoughts, and those who have all kinds of mental calculations are aware of God.

The primordial spirit is the ignorant and natural nature of the original nature.

Any cultivation method that does not come into contact with this innate true nature and spiritual wisdom is just circling outside the door.

When the primordial spirit appears, purifies nature, and is in a pure and divine state.

In this state, the inner breath is constantly growing, and the true qi running in it can no longer be called true qi.

Between the flows, there is a faint sound of jade colliding, and the color is like silver, and it is no longer a cloud-like gas liquid, but a condensed sense of substance like mercury.

In this way, the cycle of three hundred and sixty-five weeks has been run, and the inner breath seems to have colluded with the outside world, and I feel a pure spirit everywhere.

Its condensation, its quality, its highness, its virtue, unparalleled, the greatest to the strong, or can be described as the majestic qi, also known as "righteousness", for all positive domination.

The Yuan Shen has its own magical powers, just to lock it up for dust, it is originally a true immortal, why bother looking for it?

Ding Dang saw his true nature, discerned his heart, and felt this mighty power at this time, imprinted his heart with his heart, imprinted his god with God, and passed on his thoughts and wishes with the most sincere attitude.

Bless to the soul!

This is not the original intention of Ding Dang, let alone the method recorded in the scriptures.

It's just that the primordial spirit spontaneously moves to confirm his spiritual cultivation to this righteous qi that is ubiquitous in heaven and earth.

Click-boom-boom

The sound of thunder resounded in the ears and shook for hundreds of miles!

Countless righteous qi poured in, like seawater pouring into his body, constantly being refined by internal breath and turning into his own power.

Venus appeared in front of Ding Dang's eyes, and the thunder in his ears continued, almost shaking him out of the state of primordial god domination.

The Yuan Shen shined brightly in an instant, presiding over Ding Dang's actions.

He pointed to heaven and earth and said word by word:

"Zhenyuan is willing to open a peaceful and prosperous world for the common people!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate response, and this time it was really a red lightning bolt that fell from the sky and struck.

Ding Dang stood tall like a firm green bamboo, and stood on the ground, and the horse he was riding had fallen at some point, foaming at the mouth.

In the face of this red lightning, he did not dodge or dodge, but stood coldly in his heart, and there was no sadness, joy, and no wavering.

A large stream of cyan cloud qi diffused out of thin air, and quickly took shape in the surge, forming an umbrella-shaped cloud qi with a square circle of one acre, and receiving the lightning.

In Ding Dang's perspective, it was a red Jiao with four claws and three toes and golden scales angrily spitting out lightning at him, but it was blocked by a cyan cloud hanging from the sky.

After that, it was even more indiscriminate, and all kinds of lightning bolts were constantly spitting out, hitting this cyan umbrella frame, exploding, and from time to time clouds were split and turned into nothingness.

But there are always wisps of green air hanging down, repairing this umbrella stand, but it just doesn't fall.

It lasted for an unknown amount of time, and finally, the red Jiao lacked strength and retreated on its own.

In a trance, my eyes were dark and bright.

Ding Dang returned to reality, still sitting on his horse, walking steadily.

What just happened was like a dream.

However, the real liquid flowing all over his body clearly told him that this was not illusory.

Looking inward again, the inner mansion changed greatly, and Yuan Shen had an extra roll of bamboo slips in his hand, which was engraved with the oath he made.

This kind of oath is made against one's own spirit, and every word is sincere, and there will be no ambiguity, let alone deception.

It can only be said that this is indeed his nature.

"It turns out that I am a great person who has the world in mind·········"

Ding Dang couldn't cry or laugh, but he also knew that this was indeed his own nature and heart, and he couldn't fake it.

"Human cultivation is like wiping away dust, until you see the true nature of yourself, you don't know what you are········

In other words, when you see your true nature, you know what kind of character you are.

Obviously, Ding Dang thought he was not a good person, but he now realized that he was a "saint".