“Some people are born with great luck. They are the sweethearts of this world. People like them are born to shock the world.”
“No matter whether this shock is good or bad?”
“Yes.”
“In fact, whether it is good or bad, they are the same in my eyes, either the world of peaches and plums or the sea of corpses and blood.”
“Why?”
“Because they have all lived, and they will always live in our hearts like the sands of the Ganges River. No one can change this.”
“The King of Qin swept the six worlds, and the tiger looks at him! Although we don’t know the appearance of the King of Qin, the First Emperor set a precedent for us a thousand years later. That is, if we want to become a true ’emperor’, we should “unify China”! All sun and moon shine by the Han land! Only in this way can we become emperor!”
“What you are talking about is a matter of the Han Dynasty, and the dynasties are intertwined…” Wutong murmured in a low voice.
“Abstract, this is the truth. The First Emperor only lived fifty years old, but we are still paying attention to his achievements. From this point of view, he can be said to have fulfilled his dream of “every age”. “The old man sighed with his knees.
“If you practice immortal methods today, there are countless unknown people who seek immortality. Although there are geniuses, they are all mediocre people who are eager for quick success and short-sighted. They think that as long as they are hard-working and breakthrough, they can be more powerful than others, and they can stand proud of the world and ascend to the end…”
“Are they all wrong?”
“Wrong…wrong…wrong…wrong…”
“Then what is right? Do we all have to follow ordinary people to pursue fame and fortune? To find a position to enjoy the incense of descendants, so that they can tell them that cultivating immortality is worse than pursuing fame and fortune?”
“How many monks have been through ancient times, do you remember?”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you remember how many Guizhou people have been through ancient times?”
“I… don’t remember…”
Wutong had to remain silent, he had nothing to say.
On the long snowy night, the green light casts from the invisible dome, reflecting the depressed and frustrated two people.
The old man’s eyes were dissipated, his lips muttered, Wutong stretched out his hand to turn his head to him. He looked at this old man of unknown origin, and a familiar feeling suddenly arose in his heart. Like many old men in the countryside, the old man also had amazing memories of the past. Maybe he didn’t speak much on weekdays, but once someone was willing to listen, they would say in detail and in detail, and continue to talk about it continuously, as if he was narrating what happened to others rather than himself. Things that might not be as simple as before turned into trickles, all hidden in the old man’s hoarse voice.
“Finding for immortality, seeking for immortality, the ninth-grade golden elixir turns into a jade baby. The dragon roars on the sea, the wind blows, and the three talents are wise.Sword slashes Kunpeng. The Immortal Mansion is embroidered and the Great Way of Practice is completed. The old man’s beauty is so beautiful that the thousand-year-old moon shines on his lonely tomb…” The old man’s face covered with gullies left two lines of clear tears. Every wrinkle on his face seemed to hide sad forgetful things. Tears slid down all the way, and the old man’s sadness became even heavier.
Wutong blinked two eyes on his head. His body was covered with a layer of snow when the old man recited the poem. Wutong stretched out his hand and wiped his head clean like a toy.
“I understand the immortality you mentioned, it is to do something earth-shaking so that people can remember you forever. As for how long your life is, it seems less important, right? “
“Yeah. “The old man rarely showed a satisfied expression. “So that’s it…” Wutong thought. “All monks in the world are seeking immortality and ways to improve their strength, but on this road, there is not only the suppression of the way of heaven, but also the intrigue between people. If a thousand monks had the strength to live forever, the Heavenly Dao killed a group, and there were still a hundred left, and the remaining one hundred were killed by fighting each other, and the remaining few people were qualified to appear in front of the Heavenly Dao. However, after a few thunders, the monks who were unlucky were directly dissipated. The cultivators who died of misfortune before still had traces of life. In comparison, these people were pitiful ghosts. “
“Then there will always be one or two people who have become immortals, right? “
“After becoming an immortal, he will naturally transcend the world. In their eyes, my former friends are just people who have not become immortals. All emotions have become passing clouds and smoke… No one in the world will mention him…”
“What’s the difference between this and death! “Wutong couldn’t help but scream. “So, you were wrong… immortality is not a good thing. How cruel a person has to make and how much loneliness he has to endure before he can embark on the immortal journey of immortality! “
“Those immortals… should be so selfish that they will abandon the ties of the world…” Wutong took a breath. “If they have ties, they would not have such a profound realm and cultivation. “The old man shook his head.
Cultivators and ordinary people are human beings, but immortals exchange human nature for infinite lifespan. In a way, “Immortals” can no longer be called “humans”!
“Is there something without the seven emotions and six desires… still human? “Wutong’s back is cold, and the ancient stories of immortal cultivation I heard in childhood seem to whisper in his ears. The thick fog at night condensed into a streamer of a fairy, and the rustling fairy songs lingered around Wutong desperately, trying to drag him to the vast and wonderful world of immortality… the fastest.
