No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 150 Struggle

The two people who were chatting and bragging in Bieyuanju were naturally Zi Geng and Xu Shun.

When two good friends drink together, they can naturally say anything.

"What business?" Zi Geng asked.

Bieyuanju was very small, with only a few tables. The two of them sat at a table near the door, looking at Deng Zhao outside.

Deng Zhao was tall and handsome, but the most striking thing about him was his carefully groomed long beard, which was as black as ink and water and fluttered in the wind, giving him a more rustic air.

"Of course it's a good deal, but this is not the place to talk." Deng Zhao stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Then what is the place for conversation?" Xu Shun asked.

Deng Zhao pointed outside and said, "Why don't we go outside the market and talk?"

Zi Geng and Xu Shun looked at each other, and Zi Geng pointed to the empty seat at the table and said, "Since this is not a place for conversation, this is a place for drinking!"

"When we meet by chance, it's fate. When we meet by chance, it's fate. The wine from a different place has a different taste."

He was testing the other party's background.

Deng Zhao knew what Zi Geng meant. He thought for a moment and said, "Well, I'll bother you later."

He also needed to know the background of these two people. Instead of rashly talking about the deal, it would be better to test each other.

"My name is Deng Zhao. May I know your names?" Deng Zhao introduced himself.

"Purple stalk!"

"Purple talent!"

Zi Geng and Zi Cai also told Deng Zhao their Taoist names.

"So you are a disciple of the Qinghua Sect. How disrespectful!" Deng Zhao said the word "disrespectful" but did not show any disrespectful actions. It seemed that he did not have much respect for the Qinghua Sect.

Xu Shun knew what was going on. He poured him a glass of wine and said, "Where did Brother Deng come from? He didn't come from far away, did he?"

"It's not far, but there's not much distance between heaven and earth." Deng Zhao said.

Zigeng said, "How do you feel about coming from afar?"

Deng Zhao said, "The people are simple and honest, but..." He changed the subject and said, "This place is indeed a bit barren, and there are too many people."

Zigeng said, "There are more people like you, right?"

"That's wrong!" Deng Zhao looked at the two people and said, "You two are also disciples of a big sect. Do you know what is the most important thing in cultivating immortals?"

"Free and easy?" Zi Geng said.

"Practice the path?" Xu Shun said.

"Neither!" Deng Zhao shook his head and said, "I can barely be considered an experienced person. I hope you two won't mind if I tell you my personal opinion."

"That's fine." Zigeng said, "As you like, bro."

Xu Shun also nodded. He wanted to see what this banished immortal had to say.

The alchemy gods and gambling gods I had seen before were all like crazy, but the person in front of me was surprisingly normal.

"I think the way to immortality lies in the word 'fighting'." Deng Zhao raised his glass, clinked it with the other two, and said, "Fighting is the key."

Xu Shun said: "Brother, tell me in detail!"

"You see, we cultivators are born with nothing." Deng Zhao said with a hint of reminiscence: "When I was cultivating, I fought for the skills, opportunities, magic tools, and even becoming an immortal."

"If you don't fight, you'll have nothing!"

Xu Shun asked: "How to fight?"

Deng Zhao said as a matter of course: "Of course we will fight for it by all means."

Another meaning of all means is to use whatever means necessary.

Xu Shun said calmly: "If you saw the wooden stick in the hand of a beggar on the street was a magic weapon, what would you do?"

"Of course I snatched it from him! He's just a stinky beggar." Deng Zhao said, "How can a beggar have a magical weapon like that?"

"Brother, you are so decisive!" Zi Geng's words were full of sarcasm, but rather flattery. "Everything on the path to becoming an immortal, opportunities, instruments, and techniques, were all fought for. Everything you do to become an immortal..." Deng Zhao said seriously, "It's all worth it!"

"When you become an immortal, you have succeeded. Then others will listen to what you say."

"You are right! You are the truth!" he said.

Xu Shun said, "Are all the people in heaven like this? Aren't you tired?"

"...It's not that bad!" Deng Zhao paused and said, "You'll get used to it."

Habit is a terrible force that can make unusual behaviors common and unreasonable things reasonable.

"We are all in heaven, and it's so boring for you to adapt to others..." Xu Shun said.

Deng Zhao looked at Xu Shun and said, "But he has become an immortal!"

Becoming an immortal is the greatest meaning and the greatest goal.

Even if one kills people like crazy, goes against one's conscience, and commits unforgivable crimes, as long as one becomes an immortal, that is enough.

There is more than one way to become an immortal, and there is more than one way to become an immortal.

An immortal like Lan Dao Ren is an immortal, and an immortal like Deng Zhao is also an immortal.

The elixir fairy is a fairy, and the gambling fairy is also a fairy.

Different worlds and different environments have different immortals.

"You have simple folk customs here, and the disciples of the big sects have a lot of resources. How can they understand the difficulties of ordinary cultivators?" Deng Zhao looked at the expressions of the two people and said, "For a casual cultivator, it is too difficult to become an immortal."

"So, I went to fight for it."

Zigeng said, "Is it not okay if we don't fight?"

"Of course not." Deng Zhao said, "You will be slow at every step. If you miss just one step, you will be far behind others."

“In the end, I was left far behind by others, and until my life was about to end, I felt that my life had been wasted…”

Xu Shun said: "Is it necessary to cultivate this immortal?"

In order to cultivate immortality, one must go against one's conscience?
"I think that as long as a person lives his life with a clear conscience and does his best to live up to himself, it is not necessary to become an immortal!" said Xu Shun.

It would be even better if you could achieve your ideals.

He still had something in his heart that he hadn't said.

He knew that if he said it out loud, Deng Zhao would definitely laugh at him.

He and Deng Zhao are not the same kind of people.

"Of course we have to cultivate, that is to become an immortal!" Deng Zhao emphasized "become an immortal" again, and said: "Isn't the purpose of us cultivators to become immortals?"

"If I can't become an immortal, I might as well give up!" he said.

"This kind of cultivation is really meaningless." Xu Shun shook his head and said, "Brother, what do you think?"

Zi Geng looked at Deng Zhao and said, "Indeed! Cultivating immortals is all about fighting and competing. There is no such thing as being free and easy!"

"Tsk..." Deng Zhao said, "Free and easy? Without becoming an immortal, how can there be endless life?"

"If you don't become an immortal, how can you be free and at ease?"

"Only by becoming an immortal can you have all this!"

Xu Shun smiled slightly and asked, "Then are you free and at ease, and have everything?"

"..."

Deng Zhao was completely silent.

When he was in the fairy world, he also walked on thin ice to maintain his dignity and live a makeshift life.

Now that I am not in the fairyland, I am even more worried about my livelihood.

There is no such thing as freedom!

(End of this chapter)