Xiahou remembers very well that he was only 22 years old that year. The first step for him to take out his own cultivation is to enter the Tao and form a Dao heart. If you have the right Dao heart, you will be able to show your ambitions on the road of cultivating immortals in the future, so today's genius is bright, and Xiahou got up early in the morning to go to the famous Bu Tiange Academy to seek advice.

Xia Hou walked to the main hall of Butian Pavilion with some dry food and books, some silver and two kettles. Tomorrow is the day when Bu Tiange will talk about Pudu to the outside world, and it is just a superficial story to the outside world, to make a show to the ordinary people, and to teach Pudu sentient beings to the outside world is false, and it is true to recruit students to promote the college. But even if the explanation is only superficial, it can be used by ordinary people.

"Alas, I'm so tired" Even Xiahou, who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, is quite laborious to move forward in the face of this endless ladder. At this time, there were also a large number of people on this trail on the mountain, and all of them were afraid that they would be too late to listen to the sacred sound, so they chose to climb the mountain a day earlier.

"Really, these immortals have built all the academy caves so high, so that we, the common people, can climb so hard and work so hard to purify all sentient beings. ”

"Shut up, you don't fight for anything" There is no good thing in the world that you don't get for nothing, and it is already a great blessing for immortals to teach for free. What do you want to do? In the future, you have to remember that only after suffering is that you become a master. ”

"Cut, Lao Tzu doesn't climb anymore, whoever likes to climb climbs, I think you have been brainwashed by their immortals. They built such a high-end and atmospheric college, this ladder layer by layer. How much manpower and material resources will be spent, it is just to create a feeling for people that they are high and not superior to others, their own academy scenery is infinite, and every famous family wants to be accepted as a disciple of the world, and has received countless incense money from us, but why are beggars rampant everywhere in the world. I don't believe that this is the so-called immortals, wasting so much time to listen to some bullshit speeches, it is better to think about how to start a business, so as to give the beggars in the world a job opportunity. ”

"Jobs? "It's all words that Xiahou doesn't understand. But in the next second, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and a purple lightning bolt cut through the sky and slashed directly at the young man who spoke out, only to see that the young man's body and clothes instantly became dark like a burning charcoal, and the next second the breeze blew, and his body was like black powder, drifting away with the wind.

Everyone was shocked, and suddenly the crowd jumped into chaos, and at this moment, I don't know who shouted "Shangxian spares his life". Everyone suddenly realized, they stopped and knelt on the ground, slammed their heads on the ground, and everyone shouted in unison, "Shangxian spares life" Many people kowtowed their heads and bled blood, and the stone steps were covered with blood.

But there were also a few people who did not kowtow sincerely, and most of those people were children who did not rhyme with the world. and two youths. One is a rich boy dressed in silk and satin, and the other is a poor family in old clothes. These two people are Zhao Bin and Xia Hou. It's just that the expressions and thoughts of the two are very different. One looked incredulous, the other ecstatic.

Zhao Bin, he is a child of an ordinary villager under the mountain, when he was a child, he loved to pester his grandparents and tell him the legends of those immortals in his spare time. Or look dignified, punish evil and promote good.

They have infinite lives and can use a lot of strange spells. The sword flies into the sky, the sword cuts the mountains and rivers, and the worldly punishment eliminates evil, rewards the good and punishes the evil. The game is unrestrained in the world, how carefree. I am also very yearning. After all, who didn't think that when they were young, the white-clothed sword galloped across the world. confidant, in love with red dust. Leave a period of romance.

But, no matter how the story changes, the protagonists in it are all great and upright, all of them are saints who regard fame and fortune as nothing, and they are all exemplary pacesetters who respect the old and love the young, but today, the young man is just telling the truth, although his remarks are excessive, but how can it not be the turn of a person who is struck into ashes by lightning. Fake, all fake. It turned out that they were all fake, and even these stories were all made up by others. Zhao Bin's body began to tremble without listening to the command, and his hands were clenched tightly. With a bang, his head slammed into the bluestone steps, and his forehead was swollen with a large bag, and blood was still flowing outward.

He should know very well, no, he should have known very early on that the immortals in these stories, the real faces, an ordinary family and an ordinary mother, suddenly contracted a strange disease. The family could not afford to pay for this expensive medical bill, his son was forced to knock all over the world, and then climbed the fairy mountain, kowtowed in one step, and finally knocked to the main hall of Bu Tiange after three days and three nights, and got only four words The destiny of heaven is difficult to violate. The young man asked the heavens loudly, and finally collapsed at the door of the main hall exhausted.

Later, a new story came out of anyone's mouth, once upon a time, there was a village where all the people in the village were infected with a bad disease, and a filial son came to the foot of Butiange Mountain. One step at a time, three days and three nights without sleep, in these three days, the boy seems to have gone through three springs, summers, autumns and winters, heavy snow, cold winds, scorching heat, and torrential rain. honed his mind.

In the early morning of the fourth day, he finally arrived at the main hall of Bu Tiange, and a group of immortals had been waiting for a long time, "How many heads have you kowtowed along the way, and to whom" "Knock on the sky and the earth, knock on all things in the world, how many times it is not clear"

"Do you know how long you have been gone, three days, or three years", "Three days and three years, like a moment, these days seem to have gone through a lot of spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are concerns, let go of worries, there is no worry" "All things are born as the way, all things are not the way, there is me as the way, there is no self as the way, there is a heart for the way, there is no heart for the way, I am not me, the heart is not the heart, the heart is like dust, the dust is not a thing" "The Tao is the way, the very way". The final immortal smiled slightly, "The son can be taught"

In these three days, he comprehended heaven and earth, and finally became an immortal, and then Edgeworth flew back to his hometown. Cast immortal magic to remove the poisonous barrier hanging over the village, saving the lives of a village. This story does not stand up to scrutiny, but blind faith and worship will not doubt the credibility of the story at all. I didn't know that the legendary filial son, not only did he become an immortal in the end, but was also driven out of the mountain gate, he was hungry and fainted on the edge of the mountain, and finally although he was rescued by well-wishers, he never saw his mother's last face. Immortals? Heh, but they can't compare to a country mortal.

Perhaps, because of the fear of immortals, or the guilt of his parents, he chose to forget this old story. Today, the ugly face of the immortal is once again leaky, if this is the so-called Taoist nature, if this is the so-called providence of heaven, if this is what you do after becoming an immortal, then this Dao, what is the use of this immortal I cultivate.

At the same time, what Xia Hou thought in his heart was not like this, yes, this was what he wanted, everyone bowed to him, no one dared to resist, and no one dared to restrain himself. That's right, he knows very well that in this world, if you are in a high position, you can speak falsely about right and wrong, and you can despise all beings according to your weight.

Isn't the young man in front of him the best proof of this? He swore that he would never be this ant to be slaughtered, wait, wait, wait, one day I would stand at the top of the world, and it would not be in vain for me to come to this world. is the same strength, but the two teenagers have diametrically opposite feelings, one is longing and the other is jealous. But it's not right or wrong. After all, Zhao Bin is Zhao Bin, and his experience, family, and ideas instilled since childhood have made him what he is now. And the same is true of Xiahou.

When the crowd had calmed down, two teenagers approached one after the other, one yearning for greater power and resolutely moving forward, while the other went down the mountain to re-embark on his journey, where he did not find the legendary immortals, he only saw a group of poor insects controlled by power and addicted to desire.

Unexpectedly, the two teenagers who were full of worries bumped into each other on this narrow mountain road. "Pain, pain, pain" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to knock your things off," Xia Hou rubbed the big bag on his head, and looked at the man in front of him again, at that time, a thin young man was about eighteen or nineteen years old.

The face is delicate, and even though the clothes are full of pudding, they are very clean and neat. I was in a hurry to help myself sort out what I had dropped. "It's okay, I rushed into you too hastily, I hope you will forgive me"

"Oh, hahaha. Rare, rare. The two little friends are very interesting. The two of them followed the prestige and saw a figure squatting not far away, wearing a robe made of thatched animal hair, and holding a pair of fishing rods on his mobile phone, as if he was fishing. The two of them seemed to feel the unreality of the scenery in front of them, and rubbed their eyes to take a closer look, where was the bluestone staircase just now, the immortal passerby, and the majestic Bu Tiange Academy.

Instead, there is a flat spring meadow underfoot, and the breeze blows through the air and fills the air with the fragrance of small grass.