Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 204 The Great Ying Immortal, His Heart Is Not 'Sincere'!
“In the process of cultivating the three stages of rebirth, the word ‘sincerity’ is extremely important.”

"Be sincere in your heart, be sincere in your actions, and never deceive yourself!" Mo Yu reached out and gently touched his heart, his tone becoming more and more firm. "As long as you feel that there is still a little bit of imperfection or a little bit that has not been completely resolved, you must not deceive yourself, tell yourself that you have done very well and that you have done perfectly, and then rush to break through to the next realm."

"Such people are like those who build tall buildings but fail to construct a proper load-bearing frame. If they cut corners too much, the building will collapse and they will die when they try to break through the barrier; if they cut corners a little, they may barely pass through the barrier, but they will be left with irreparable damage to their bodies."

Mo Yu's gaze fell on the table leg: "This flaw is like a crack in a tall building. The taller the building, the greater the burden, and the deeper the damage. With higher cultivation, one can suppress it with their realm, so minor injuries aren't a big deal. But the problem is..."

"My heart is not complete!"

Zhang Zhiwei sat on the wooden chair, listening quietly without interrupting.

He simply placed a piece of draft paper back on the table, picked up his cup, and took a sip.

Mo Yu took a deep breath and continued, "A person may be able to deceive everyone in the world, even themselves, but they cannot deceive their own heart. If the body is damaged, there are ways to make up for it; but if the heart harbors doubt, then there is no cure."

"If a cultivator knows that their path is not perfect, they will feel insecure and even fearful when facing the final stage. Once their mind has a flaw, they won't even believe they can take that step, so how can they possibly reach the final stage?"

"Become an immortal?"

The room fell silent for a moment, with only the soft rustling of the breeze through the treetops outside the window.

Yingge sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the book tightly in her hand, her fingertips unconsciously pressing a shallow mark on the paper.

So intimidated by this discourse that he dared not utter a sound, not even daring to breathe.

She recalled the scene of philosophical discussions she had witnessed at the Jixia Academy when she was on a mission in the State of Qi.

It was a place where masters gathered, where people with profound cultivation and their own beliefs debated.

Top-tier experts are merely the entry threshold; only the most outstanding masters are qualified to step onto the stage and engage in verbal battles.

The kind of intellectual clashes that occur between Mo Yu and Yan Ri are common at the Jixia Academy.

She still remembers the scene where a Confucian scholar named Fu Nian confronted Commander Qi Mo so hard that he turned red in the face and was speechless.

Then comes the much-anticipated moment when, unable to win the argument, they resort to physical force!

The result was unexpected. The dignified leader of Qi Mo, a renowned first-class master, was actually defeated by Fu Nian, a Confucian scholar.

Upon closer reflection, it was entirely expected.

The fundamental principle of the extraordinary world is the interference of will with reality.

Those with strong will and conviction will inevitably have a deeper involvement in reality, and it is only natural that they will be more powerful.

This scene now makes Yingge feel even more depressed than when Fu Nian became famous!
She stole a glance at Mo Yu, then at Zhang Zhiwei, thinking to herself, "This is practically a debate between the Mo family's grandmaster and a Daoist sect leader! If these two were to fight, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have a chance to escape!"

She looked down at the book in her hand. Although the techniques inside were indeed tempting and very suitable for her path, she was still impressed.

But in such a situation, how can you expect her to calm down and study?
Most of their attention was drawn to the two people in front of them, fearing that if they weren't careful, their discussion would turn into a fight.

Fortunately, the two people in front of us seemed to be more moral than the guys at Jixia Academy, and they didn't seem to want to fight.

Zhang Zhiwei put down his cup, his gaze finally falling on Mo Yu, and slowly said, "Your cultivation of life force has reached an extremely high level."

The old master's praise did not make Mo Yu happy.

People feel happy because of others' praise. It's because the praise exceeds your actual ability, and you feel that you are of a higher status in other people's eyes than you actually are, which is why you feel happy.

Mo Yu's own life cultivation was genuine, and what the old master said was merely stating a fact, so there was nothing to be happy about.

Zhang Zhiwei paused, then said, "However, you already feel yourself trapped. Although your strength is still increasing, you can't see the way forward."

Mo Yu bowed deeply: "Please enlighten me, Master."

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his white beard and shook his head: "I cannot guide you. As you said, how can I instruct a junior when even my master has not reached such a level? I have only reached the stage of 'Returning to the Light,' the same level as you, only a little further." Mo Yu bowed again: "I beg the Venerable Master for guidance!"

Zhang Zhiwei remained silent for a moment, his gaze distant, as if recalling something.

“My master once told me that Hinayana Buddhism saves oneself, Mahayana Buddhism saves others, and the Supreme Being saves the world. I think I don’t need to explain this principle. With your talent, I don’t need to say more. I’m sure you already know it from the books.”

Mo Yu nodded and said frankly, "I understand, but I can't quite grasp it."

“I can’t understand it either.” A rare look of confusion flashed in Zhang Zhiwei’s eyes, and his voice was low. “As for self-cultivation, the perfection of ‘nature’ and ‘life’—a golden, round pill entering my belly—is already the end.”

"The subsequent Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation stages are a completely different path."

Mo Yu pursed her lips, her eyes also filled with a misty haze.

When one reaches the final stage of the Five Realms of Returning to Light, one can refine one's life essence into a Golden Core.

This golden elixir is not actually a golden bead in the dantian.

Gold is immortal!
Dan means perfection!
The immortal golden nature returns to the primordial spirit, and the perfect elixir path circulates throughout the body.

Having reached this level of cultivation, as a living being, as an individual, there is nothing left to cultivate.

If there is still a road ahead, how can it be considered complete?
However, the scriptures clearly state that the road ahead is not yet over.

However, it is not the Hinayana path, but the Mahayana path!

There are even legends of the Supreme Being saving the world!
Mo Yu is an ordinary person, and Zhang Zhiwei is not much more detached from worldly affairs either.

They can save themselves, but not others; they can see the Mahayana path, but they can never truly embark on it.

Perhaps this is also a lack of qualifications.

In this respect, Wang Ye is much better than Mo Yu.

Seeing that Mo Yu remained silent, Zhang Zhiwei chuckled and patted him on the shoulder:

"What I'm saying is just what this old man can see. Perhaps my eyesight is failing and I'm seeing things the wrong way. You're younger than me and stronger than I was back then. Maybe when you reach my position, you'll be able to find a path forward that I can't see."

Mo Yu put his hands in his pockets and said nothing.

He dared to say to Lu Jin's face that he might not be unable to surpass the Great Ying Immortal, so he naturally had a sense of pride in his heart.

The old Celestial Master may be very strong, but he believes that in another hundred years, he will be stronger than the current Celestial Master.

Talented people emerge in every generation, and the student surpasses the teacher.

If each generation is weaker than the last, our ancestors would be turning in their graves if they knew.

However, to say that one can find a way forward from perfection...
To be honest, this is the first time Mo Yu has felt somewhat insecure on this journey.

Standing in this position, he finally understood the bewilderment and helplessness that the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong had felt back then.

His opportunities were far better than Zuo Ruotong's, so he could see the shortcomings of the Reverse Life Triple Technique and make it even better.

However, when he stood before the shackles that blocked his way forward.

Mo Yu knew that her performance was not much better than that of her grandmaster.

Since the old celestial master's guidance could not dispel his confusion, he was left with only the path of self-enlightenment.

His method of enlightenment has always been singular.
(End of this chapter)