This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 108 God treats everyone equally

Chapter 108 God treats everyone equally (Thanks to the leader 'I'm Fat and Can't Eat Enough' for the reward)

After all this talk, you still have to rely on me at the critical moment!
Xiang Yuan brought in the funny thoughts, mocked his calm self, looked at the dark drawing paper, and said bluntly: "People are born ignorant, and if they don't learn, they can't go a thousand miles. They must learn. As for the innate spiritual energy that will be polluted by the acquired worldly things, people are just born ignorant, not stupid. Just keep your original heart and don't be moved by external things."

Mr. Shen, you never imagined that I am an extreme conservative!

"Vulgar." Ji Wuzhou shook his head.

"Excuse me, senior, what's vulgar about this?" Xiang Yuan asked unconvinced.

"If you hesitate and neglect one thing while focusing on another, you are doomed to mediocrity."

"The elders said this differently. If you don't learn, you won't know. If you don't know, it will be hard to act. If you don't know and act together, you will become mediocre."

Xiang Yuan talked eloquently: "You compared the drawing paper to a person, the brush to the will of heaven, and the ink to the laws of heaven and earth. The more you paint, the darker it gets. But you forgot that the brush is in your hand. If there is a will of heaven, it should be you at this moment. You want to dye people black, so people will become black."

“Once you enter this place, there is no going back.”

Ji Wuzhou took a step forward and said, "The deeper your cultivation, the more you will learn, and the more you will understand about the heaven and earth, and you will know that the sky is dark. It is not that I described it as dark, but it is just like that."

"From what you said, Senior, do you think God doesn't like you?"

"God's will is unpredictable and often cruel."

"I urged the God to shake himself up, but he said I had no idea!"

Xiang Yuan sarcastically quoted a line of poetry and continued, "If you feel that God is targeting you, I can only say that you are overthinking it. There are countless people in the world, and God doesn't even know who you are."

No one has ever counted how many people there are in Qianyuan Realm, and Xiang Yuan doesn't know, and he has no idea how many people there are in the Three Thousand Worlds.

The universe is vast and boundless. It’s not you who is wrong, but the world... and you still blame it on being an immature person!

"If you feel that God is targeting you, you can say that God is not only targeting you, but also targeting me, and everyone equally."

Seeing Ji Wuzhou remained silent, Xiang Yuan continued, "Vice versa, whether it's opportunity or future, the benefits given by God are equal, and there is no deliberate favoritism for one person."

"If it weren't for the second half of the sentence, I would have almost believed it." Ji Wuzhou refused the bowl of chicken soup.

Xiang Yuan also didn't believe in chicken soup. He just fed it to others and never drank it himself. Seeing that Ji Wuzhou didn't believe it, he increased the heat and made a bowl of richer chicken soup.

"That's enough. There's no need to say more. It's just a bunch of clichés that sound ridiculous."

Ji Wuzhou waved his hand and said, "In the speech just now, only 'God treats everyone equally' has some merit. As I thought, the sky is indeed dark."

Xiang Yuan shrugged slightly. Ji Wuzhou was determined and insisted on his own way. If he didn't drink the chicken soup, he might not get the opportunity today.

"I have no boat, and so do others..."

Ji Wuzhou was happy that he was not the only one who suffered misfortune. After thinking for a while, he said to Xiang Yuandao: "I heard that you learned one of the Heavenly Sword's unique skills, Lone Star Chasing the Moon, with just one look?"

"I feel it in my heart, and I'm lucky."

"Use it and see."

"..."

Xiang Yuan didn't know why Ji Wuzhou suddenly changed his attitude, he drew the Tiger Roaring Knife from his waist and used a simplified version of Lone Star Chasing the Moon, his heart as calm as still water and the intention of shooting stars, which was almost comparable to the original version.

Ji Wuzhou raised the corner of his mouth and said meaningfully: "You kid, since you have learned the complete Heavenly Sword style, why do you pretend to be a beginner? Are you worried that the Heavenly Sword Sect will come looking for you?"

Xiang Yuan stood there in a daze. No way, he could see all this.

"But, although I have learned it, there are still some things that are not right..."

Ji Wuzhou put his fingers together to form a sword, waved his hand forward, and his ordinary fingertips swept through the air: "Do you understand? This is the Lone Star Chasing the Moon."

Ah, what the hell, is this the Lone Star Chasing the Moon?
Did I practice it wrong, or did you use it wrong?

Xiang Yuan was completely confused. His uncle was a quiet and honest man, so the possibility that he made a mistake in practicing was very small. Ji Wuzhou was born in the Tiandao Sect, so the possibility that he made a mistake in using it was also not high.

and so……

He suddenly thought of a possibility and looked at Ji Wuzhou in confusion, not understanding what the other party meant.

"Today, I will teach you Lone Star Chasing the Moon. If any disciples of the Heavenly Blade Sect ask you questions in the future, just give me my name."

Ji Wuzhou smiled faintly: "It's so clear, you should understand it, right?"

"I understand. Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."

Xiang Yuan was not a fool, so he understood everything. He immediately bowed and turned around to get some tea.

However, he thought too much. Ji Wuzhou had no intention of accepting a disciple. He said in disappointment, "Although you have good qualifications, I cannot accept you. You and I are not destined to be master and disciple."

Then you are still helping me hide it?
Xiang Yuan didn't understand what was going on, and said impulsively: "Master, I have been wandering for half my life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master. I sincerely want to become your disciple!"

"hehe."

Ji Wuzhou looked at the crazy man, but he was very sober and didn't buy it at all: "Ji can't figure out who your master is. Either he doesn't have one, or his skills are far more powerful than mine. If I accept you as my disciple, how can he let me go? There's no need to say such things anymore."

Why are you guys so smart? Isn't it nice for us to hang out in the circle of the 70s?

Xiang Yuan was full of complaints. Even if he didn't have an average IQ of 70, someone like Tang Rou would be fine. They were all very cunning and made him feel no sense of superiority in terms of IQ.

"Master Ji, is there really no possibility of accepting a disciple?"

"Yes, I really like your phrase 'God treats everyone equally'. It helps me to understand a problem. I am not living a good life, and they are not living an easy life either."

Ji Wuzhou glanced at Xiang Yuan, calculating, feeling happy for a while, then frowning: "The risk is huge, but the reward is also great... No, the risk is still greater..."

In the end, he chose a compromise plan: "How about this, since I have taught you the Heavenly Sword style, I have to give you the title of master and disciple, otherwise it would be in vain. You will be registered as my disciple." Is it necessary to be so cautious when just accepting a disciple?

Xiang Yuan was full of questions, but he knew better than to ask any more questions and said directly, "Master Ji, are you still going to become my disciple today?"

"No, your tea doesn't taste good. I'm afraid I'll be beaten when I walk on the street at night. Just remember my name."

Ji Wuzhou waved his hands repeatedly. He was full of troubles, so how could he dare to get involved in karma? He said to Xiang Yuan: "You can call me whatever you want and say whatever you want to others. To me, you are just a nominal disciple. I stand from the perspective of a senior and appreciate your martial arts talent. That's all."

This senior is obviously extremely powerful but extremely cautious.

Xiang Yuan said that it didn't matter, as long as the senior gave him some more gifts, it didn't matter whether he was a disciple or not.

Ji Wuzhou's body shook, and an invisible air current enveloped his entire body, like a pair of large hands, wiping the ink stains from his mouth, tying up his hair and straightening his clothes: "Since they are not having a good time either, I am not the worst off. God is so dark, I feel a little more motivated."

His spirit and spirit changed greatly, and he was no longer as discouraged as before.

"Since we want to fight, we must not fall behind. We must use the power of heaven and earth..."

Ji Wuzhou looked in the direction of the Tiandao Sect. After years of seclusion, it was time to go back and stir up trouble and integrate his own forces.

He raised his hands and calculated, but he couldn't find the right method. However, his mood had changed. Even though he couldn't find the right method, the situation he calculated was much better than before.

Even if you are in danger of death, you can still fight!

Looking at Xiang Yuan again, Ji Wuzhou hesitated for a moment and said, "Ji has no disciples, only you as a registered disciple. If I don't teach you some skills, I will be in trouble if your master comes to me... This is ridiculous. Who is your master? Why do I feel uncomfortable when I mention him?"

This is just the beginning. You are just feeling uncomfortable, but your uncle is feeling very uncomfortable too.

"Forget it, forget it. It's my bad luck. I can't afford to offend you, but can't I just hide from you?"

Ji Wuzhou did not force Xiang Yuan to know who his master was. He turned around and picked up three abstract paintings on the drawing table and handed them to Xiang Yuan: "This is a gift from the senior. I simply admire your talent. You can learn more and see more. What you can understand depends on your personal luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the remaining drawing papers on the drawing table burned without fire, and the ashes were blown away by the wind.

Ji Wuzhou also left with them. Because of Xiang Yuan's words "We are all unlucky and God is targeting us all", he, who had been in despair for many years, dared to fight for his life. Now time is running out and it is inconvenient for him to stay for long.

"this person……"

Xiang Yuan stared blankly at Ji Wuzhou leaving. He roughly understood what the other party was talking about. Referring to the master in the Three Thousand Worlds, he should not be able to tell who is who and fell into self-doubt.

Thinking more deeply, Xiang Yuan's realm was not high enough, and he couldn't guess what Ji Wuzhou was worried about or afraid of.

Just like Xiao Lingyue said, when you have the ability, you will naturally know it. If you don’t have the ability, don’t worry about it. It’s not a good idea to worry about things that may never happen.

Xiang Yuan didn't think any more and looked intently at the three abstract paintings in his hands.

The first painting is mostly white paper, with some ink and brushwork, but the brushwork is not neat, and the main theme is freehand.

In the painting, there are water wave lines at the bottom, and the wind blows across the water, creating ripples.

The hazy figure on the left stands on the water, with a light and graceful posture, as if floating in the air; but when you look again, it seems as if you are walking on thin ice, bowing to the sky.

On the upper right side, the man summoned a real dragon that descended from the sky, majestic and carrying the power of heaven and earth. The dragon turned into two yin and yang fish in mid-air. With this transformation, the dragon's power dissipated, and yin and yang were born, showing the wonder of change and balance.

Up, down, left and right are combined, man looks at the sky, the dragon becomes a fish, and it forms the word "Tao".

Xiang Yuan understood it, but didn't quite understand it. He felt it was impressive and seemed very powerful.

He put the painting away and looked at the second abstract painting. The strokes were sharp and sharp. Curved and straight lines were all over the paper, not forming words, not forming a painting. Each stroke was disorderly and it was hard to tell which was left or right, or which was up or down.

Xiang Yuan turned the brush over and over again and glimpsed a knife technique from the strokes. Then he thought again and it seemed that there were two, three, or five techniques possible.

Looking closely, and trying to separate these sword techniques one by one, he discovered that they formed a whole, and also gave rise to a new technique and luck route.

In a flash, one split into two, two split into three, and there were more than ten kinds of skills.

Xiang Yuan was overjoyed, thinking that an opportunity had come. This painting was a priceless treasure, containing the Tiandao Sect's supreme skills. If he could comprehend it well, he could obtain other Tiandao styles.

When he saw the third painting, Xiang Yuan frowned.

If the first two paintings could still give him associations, this one was a complete graffiti.

There is thick ink, there is thin ink, large and small brush strokes interspersed, there are also tadpole-like ink dots filled in, it can't form a word, can't form a picture, it seems to be drawn after being drunk.

It gives people the feeling that, that's it, I can definitely draw better than him if I'm drunk.

Xiang Yuan was confused for a moment. It was too freehand, and each painting was more sloppy than the last. At least the first one was a painting, but the third one was completely incomprehensible.

"Perhaps it is the law of heaven and earth. My realm is not high enough, so I can't see it..."

Xiang Yuan comforted himself in this way, put away the first and third paintings, and looked at the second painting, the only one he could understand.

"This is how good swordsmanship should be..."

Xiang Yuan's eyes shone, and his fingers formed into a sword, and he moved along with the silver hook and iron painting.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly, obsessed with enlightenment and unable to extricate himself, not knowing that the sword and his fingers danced, seemingly in disorder and discontinuity, but there was an indescribable charm involved.

The air whistled, stirring the trees in the yard and making them rustle.

What they don’t know is that the five elements within are radiating divine light, are mutually generated and perfect, and are in an endless cycle.

The acupoints all over the body trembled slightly, showing signs that only occur in the foundation-building stage. The Du channel, which had never been opened, now had 28 acupoints that moved along with the breathing rhythm. The true qi started from the lower Dantian, entered the end of the spine, and went to the beginning of the Du Yang, which was the Changqiang acupoint, and slowly went up all the way.

The opportunity has arrived, everything will fall into place, Qi will flow through the Du channel, and the practice will lay the foundation!
(End of this chapter)

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