Chapter 95 There is no Immortal in the World As night fell, the sea breeze blew, the waves roared, and the swaying bonfire illuminated Jiang Mo and Lu Jin."Zizzizi!!" Huge lobsters and conchs were roasted over the charcoal fire, dripping with rich juice. Lu Jin fiddled with the red charcoal, moving it towards the center, and blew gently to slowly increase the temperature. "Uncle Master, are you worried?" Noticing that Jiang Mo seemed to be silent, staring at the campfire in a daze, Lu Jin asked in a low voice, his bright eyes revealing a little worry. Since coming down the mountain, Master Uncle has been killing monsters, thieves, killers, and islanders; the number added together may exceed five hundred. Lu Jin couldn't remember in which ancient book he had read this strange story, but after killing many people, the ghosts were affected by the evil spirit and then transformed, causing the person's temperament to change from the inside out. Of course, it was just a piece of written words from the ancients, and Lu Jin would not regard it as the truth, but he could indeed vaguely feel his uncle's emotions, which were very peaceful, so peaceful that he was even like a deep pool, without any ripples. "Well, I'm thinking about how to become good at one thing." Jiang Mo did not shy away from it, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Today's world is changing with each passing day, and we should strive to make progress. The world is so vast, and I actually hope that you, my disciples, can open your eyes to the world, come into contact with new things, and then feed your soul and improve your mind."
"I am a disciple who has not been able to make long-term plans. I feel ashamed to have troubled you, uncle." Lu Jin lowered his brows and sighed. "Jin'er, didn't you ask me before if I could reach the sky?" Jiang Mo brought up the old story of the kitchen and gave his more confident answer: "In fact, there is no such thing as a path to heaven. The road is made by people. It is really remarkable that our ancestors mastered the method of practicing Qi and passed it on to us, the younger generations." "But the older something is, the better it is to not see it, because you have to admit that with the passage of time, various Qi refining methods that were once inadequate and flawed have been inherited, repaired, and evolved to a more perfect level by later generations with a higher starting point." "The legends left behind may not be true. Does the so-called 'reaching the heavens' mean to ascend to heaven and become an official in the mythical heaven?" Lu Jin listened attentively and gradually put down the firewood in his hand. He had never seen his uncle so serious. What he wanted to talk about was the understanding of the world, which was more important than the true method and the route of Qi circulation he had taught before. "The heaven and the fairyland are the homes of the cultivators' beautiful wishes and the faith that urges them to move forward. But Jin'er, you must know that such places may not really exist." "If there really is such a place, why do you think we, the latecomers, can be on an equal footing with those who came before us after we enter? Why do we think it is a beautiful place?" "Just like the survival of the fittest in nature, the strong will always be strong, and the weak cannot escape the fate of being dominated." "Many things in the past and present are now just jokes. In the distant, ancient times, our human ancestors were just Homo sapiens living in dark and gloomy caves." "Do you think they would be able to cultivate Qi at that time? Would they think about how to reach the sky? It's obviously impossible." "Five thousand years ago, three thousand years ago, our ancestors learned to smelt bronze, hunt large beasts, and established their own kingdom, taking root in this ancient land." "Two thousand years ago, a thousand years ago, a stable and unified civilization gave rise to a brilliant culture, and Qi refining gradually became popular. From then on, it was passed down the long river of time. The farther it was passed, the more vague its original appearance became. However, more and more people believed that the ancients could reach the sky and become immortal." "People have different opinions on the definition of immortals and gods. Some are immortal, some are free to roam the world, and some are omnipotent. In essence, they are just synonyms for human desires. They have always been more powerful humans, and humans who are farther along the evolutionary path. Those who come after them look up to their backs to encourage themselves, to overcome setbacks and difficulties, and to keep getting closer." At this point, Jiang Mo paused for a moment and made an analogy: "You said that if I were to go back a thousand years or two thousand years ago, I would not age, and I would be able to do things that others cannot do. They would worship me as an immortal, so why not?" “But in their eyes, I am a fairy, I am a god, I am the individual who hosts all their beautiful but unreachable wishes;” "But from my perspective, I am just a Qi cultivator who has mastered more methods. From the perspective of this world, I am just one of the countless living beings it has nurtured." Lu Jin was deeply shocked by what he heard, as if he had a new understanding of the world. In his heart, he was actually willing to believe that in ancient times, there were predecessors from various sects who ascended from the mortal world and became immortals. But what Jiang Mo shared now told him that there are no immortals in the world. Everyone has been human from beginning to end. It is due to the differences in cognition that immortals and gods exist.
"Uncle-master, what are you seeking when you practice Taoism and cultivate Qi?" Lu Jin asked cautiously. "Practicing Taoism, seeking the law, practicing Qi, and researching skills are all the same words. Human beings are so insignificant in the world, and they always have to rely on external things to realize their desires and ensure their safety. However, due to differences in cognition, disagreements are inevitable." Jiang Mo first put forward some opinions and then answered: "For me, it's just observing the world, discovering the objective laws of existing things, combining them with my own, and evolving them into means to achieve certain intentions." "As for what Uncle Master wants, it is nothing more than to go further, learn more skills, take more down-to-earth steps, make the sect prosperous, and not be bound by natural disasters or man-made calamities. That's all." "." After listening for a while, Lu Jin felt that the world became much clearer. He was lucky. When he first started practicing, he followed his master and had a definite goal to pursue. He could see the first, second, and third levels clearly and had the chance to achieve them, step by step. After the master passed away, the three realms were proven to exist. What comes after the three realms? Ascension? Ascension to the immortal realm? Lu Jin had thought about these questions, but they were too far away to be taken into consideration. Now, what Jiang Mo shared with him was enough to shatter the confusion that had just begun to take shape in the future. "Jin'er, you have to understand that skills, weapons, knowledge, these external things are just the cornerstones laid under our feet. The higher the accumulation and the more solid the foundation, the more beautiful the scenery you can see." "Everything is me. I learn everything because of my desire. If there is no 'I', everything is nothing but flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water." Jiang Mo looked at Lu Jin's dazed look and couldn't help but smile: "Hmm? Are you distracted? Or is the master talking too much? Don't take it to heart, just treat it as a casual chat, it's insignificant." "No disciples may understand some of it." Lu Jin scratched his head and smiled shyly. He gradually got used to getting along with his uncle-master and gained a lot from it. Seeing that the lobster was about to be burnt, Jiang Mo took it off and started eating. "Jin'er, how do you feel about your character?" “Lack of training.” Lu Jin spoke with a lack of confidence. His memory of the battle with the demon was extremely profound. In order to stay awake at that time, he hardly dared to move, and even used his Qi to injure his flesh and blood, in order to cover up the temptation with the pain. "The Mantra of Transmutation and Freedom is more suitable for tempering one's mind, but Uncle Master does not have this method." Jiang Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "The ancient soul-breaking spell has a similar effect, but the conditions are more stringent, but it can also temper one's character. Can I teach you a small part of it?" "Uncle Master, isn't this a spell used against enemies? Or, do you mean that I should chant the spell myself and temper my character with the pain?" "Well, those who practice spells must go through a lot of pain before they can master it. But if you can't bear it halfway, you can stop chanting and the pain will dissipate." Lu Jin thought it was feasible and said excitedly, "Okay, if you are willing to teach me, I will definitely learn." "Oh, by the way, Uncle Master, how long did it take you to learn it?" Jiang Mo laughed dumbly: "Why? You want to surpass me? It took me two months to chew this hard bone. In terms of the difficulty of practicing, it ranks among the top three of all my skills." "The more you practice, the more extreme the pain you can endure, and the greater the power you can unleash." "As for you, practice a little first. Once you get over that hurdle, I will personally teach you the rest." "Okay, I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Master." "come over."
Lu Jin stepped forward, and Jiang Mo stretched out his hand, stroked his forehead, and passed one sixth of the secret mantra to him. (End of this chapter)