I'm going to restart my life

Chapter 100 [Will this world be better? 】

Painting boat?Yellow jacket?

Mo Wuming thought of the yellow paint on the top of the painting boat.

It's really high-profile!But for the holidays, it can be regarded as "having fun with the people".

"Let's go! Do what we should do." Mo Wuming patted the ashes on his body.

The servant girl was a little curious: "Aren't you going to see a good show?"

Mo Wuming stared at the maid, feeling a little helpless.

The emperor wants to be a god, what does it have to do with us?
Farmers have long prayed for the country and paid with their lives for the country's system, but this is a story written by emperors, generals and poets.

I don't know if the emperor can be a god or not.

I don't know if farmers can be emperors.

All I know is that if you don't buy the things that the master asked you to buy, we will die.Mo Wuming sighed, these words are still rotten in his heart.

Mo Wuming stared at the bustling crowd over there, but what came to his mind was the usual dream words.

"We all own the world, even if I don't get a penny."

But when have I owned the world?
I am neither an emperor, nor a general, nor a poet.

……

Soon after, folk rumors began to spread.

The emperor of Dacheng is crazy!
He wants to become a fairy!

This has always been the folklore.

The emperor in the world wants to cultivate immortality.

It is said that he has invited the celestial master from Longhu Mountain to teach him.

After Mo Wuming finished shopping for today's supplies, he was still listening to them talking about these things on the way home.

"This is a battle between the emperor and the poet, it has nothing to do with me." Mo Wuming thought.

Things are done by the emperor, but rumors are spread by poets.

Mo Wuming thought, if he was not born a beggar, maybe he is also a poet now.

Just like leading other beggars to send him to the Mo Mansion.Now poets are doing something similar.

Suddenly, a carriage stopped in front of him.

"Brother, is this Chang'an?"

Mo Wuming raised his head, and what caught his eyes was a beautiful woman he had never seen before. She was not very old, probably about the same age as him.

If you look closely at her facial features, they are actually just delicate, but somehow there is an air of detachment from the world, which makes her look like a fairy in the eyes of others.

"As long as you think about it, here it is."

"Why are you talking in a daze." The girl covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Mo Wuming lowered his head silently, not wanting other people's appearance to affect his judgment: "It's you who are talking like a god."

"Before entering the city, countless guards in Chang'an will definitely question you. But you asked me if this is Chang'an, isn't this..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man in the carriage knocked the girl on the forehead with his hand.

"I'm sorry, it's my disciple who was outspoken. He was talking nonsense." An old man got out of the carriage.

Compared with the shocking appearance of the girl, the old man seemed much more ordinary.

But Mo Wuming believes that this is a return to basics.

"I don't know, are you interested in learning something from me?" The old man stroked his beard and asked kindly.

knowledge?

Mo Wuming tilted his head and asked, "What can the knowledge you teach enable me to do?"

"After you learn it, you can do whatever you want." The old man smiled slightly.

Mo Wuming heard the words, and pointed to the elegant and luxurious carriage over there, which was the vehicle for officials to go to court.

It is said that an immortal is coming to Chang'an today, so they naturally tried their best to please him and came to Chang'an one after another.

Mo Wuming can do whatever he wants if he doesn't like it.

What he wants is that he can do nothing if he wants to.

"Can you make me 'Capital'?"

What is capital?
The old man was a little puzzled, and looked in the direction of Mo Wumingju, and then he understood.

He smiled and said, "Of course."

"Then why did you come to the capital? Did you come here voluntarily?"

The old man was taken aback, he didn't come here voluntarily this time, the emperor asked him to come here.

Then he understood what the boy in front of him meant, and shook his head with a wry smile: "So the 'capital' you mentioned must be so big!"

It's not impossible, but there's no need to hurt others or yourself.

He looked in the direction of the capital, and murmured: "I am omnipotent, but I can't do anything about the 'capital' from ancient times to the present."

"Change it, except this one."

"Forget it." Mo Wuming said, "Although I don't know what my needs are, I won't create them."

Create demand?
The old man was completely dumbfounded now, this Chang'an City is different from their mountain, the words they speak are so fresh.

Mo Wuming looked at the puzzled expression on the old man's face, and explained carefully: "I don't need this thing, even if he is the best, I will not buy him. Once I buy it for the sake of buying, then I will fall into the trap of consumerism." It's done."

"People's desires are like mountains and rolling stones. I must learn to control my desires, and the rest of my needs can only be discussed later."

The old man was thoughtful.

Although he heard a few more words he didn't know, he already understood what the child meant.

It sounds interesting, even if it's a bit of a nonsense.

"If that one thought like you, I wouldn't have to run so hard." The old man touched his beard and said with emotion.

"Oh, what a pity." The old man sighed, "Then see you later!"

After speaking, the carriage drove towards the direction of the imperial city.

Mo Wuming tightened his grip on the supplies that the master asked him to buy, this was the real deal for him.

"The general who represents the force has also entered the city. Will the peasants have a good life?"

Mo Wuming was thinking about it.

……

"Master, don't you already have me as an apprentice? Why do you want to accept another apprentice!" In the carriage, the girl who was as beautiful as a fairy said with some reproach.

The old man shook his head: "It's different."

"Why is it different?"

"He's talented."

The girl sighed, there are many talented people.

She was still the one with the best talent back then!

"How good can it be?" The girl was a little unconvinced, even those senior brothers might not have her talent.

According to what the master said at the time, she was "mandate of heaven" in her body.

Because the aura has become scarce, so the master said at the time that she was the last closed disciple.

In this era when the aura is about to be cut off, only one person from each school and sect will be left to pass on the mantle, so as to ensure that the few remaining auras in the blessed land of the sect can be concentrated on one person.

If she takes another one now, she will be driven down the mountain.

How good is it?

Hearing this question, the old man moved his lips slightly, wanting to say "rarely in his life".But suddenly felt that something was wrong, so I wanted to change my words and say "rare in the world".

Seeing the old man, the girl only opened her mouth for a long time without making a sound.

She was so anxious that she asked again: "What is his talent?"

The old man thought about it for a while, and finally made up his mind, and spit out four words from his mouth:
"First in the world."

……

16 years old: During the first year of Da Chengguo's fortune, immortals came to Beijing.It is asserted that Kaiyun Emperor is extremely talented.The emperor was furious after hearing this, and was about to cut off the world's spiritual veins!

(End of this chapter)