For the question of whether they could get through it, the two quarreled, and Zuihou pots and pans were smashed by the excited two.

The old man's beard trembled angrily, and his fingers trembled, and he was sure that the cultivators would not survive the catastrophe.

The surrounding diners are happy to see the excitement.

Zhou Sheng pointed to the sky and said confidently: "I said that in this heaven and earth, existence is the truth. Since we cultivators exist in this heaven and earth, that is the truth!"

"How can there be such a sophistry! Relying on the magic of ghosts and gods, you regard all things in heaven and earth as ants, and all living beings as cattle and sheep, such a tumor, you can't get rid of it!"

"You, you are angry. How can you say that? We are fighting against the sky, enjoying the pleasure of eternal life, not falling into reincarnation, being immortal, worshiped by the world, and having a brilliant life, why not?"

Zhou Sheng stomped his feet, stepped on a few cracks in the earth, and said coldly: "Also, a big fist is a reason." Cultivators are the mainstream of this world. In this heaven and earth, it is dedicated to the cultivation world. The birth of heaven and earth is originally to stimulate the potential of life and to practice against the heavens......"

With his hand, the diners were scared enough, and they prostrated one after another, kneeling and calling the gods.

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The old man pointed at these people, his beard trembling angrily, "See, this is the good thing that you cultivators do." All beings are equal, but the cultivator wants to be above all beings......"

Zhou Sheng sneered, shook his head and retorted: "All beings are equal? As long as it is life, it is separated from relatives, and there is no need to talk about equality at all......"

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Outside the window, faint clouds drifted by.

There are immortals above the white clouds, bringing the water of the great river. It rained.

In front of the window. Zhou Sheng had a faint melancholy. Muttered, "You're still young, and you don't have a long time to live. When you reach my age, you will truly understand the meaning of life. We don't see sentient beings as ants, but we see too much of it, and it has long faded. When a stubble of life is far away from you, do you still feel anything about life?"

"Since I was conscious, I started from the end and came to this day step by step. I don't know how many lives and deaths, how many joys and sorrows I have seen. My childhood companions are gone, one by one, leaving only a vague back. Now, although it is not time to reminisce, you can't experience that feeling......"

Yes, after living for a long time, watching my relatives go away one by one, the grief in my heart is indescribable. This feeling is not something that ordinary people feel.

These literary masters, although they have their own ethics. has their own bottom line, but they have a short life after all......

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The old man smiled, a little tired.

"I don't argue with you, I use strong words, so I am!"

"Hehe~~"

Zhou Sheng laughed a few words. Although he did not release his coercion, as a giant of heaven and earth, his powerful temperament did not convince a mortal, although this is a mortal who has seen far away.

But mortals are just mortals after all, they can't go to too many places, they can't see too many scenery, they can't touch the magical shijie.

"Anyway, if you can't say it clearly, I'll convince you with facts......"

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A child poking his head through the door.

Zhou Sheng's light touch changed the fate of the child.

"Come on, come on, what's your name?"

"My name is Huzi~~"

I felt the hand of the person in front of me on the top of my head, warm. Huzi is just an ordinary child, but from this moment on, his fate will not be ordinary.

With the blessing of Zhou Sheng, he began his brilliant life.

On the second floor of the inn, in front of the window, the two overlook the pedestrians on the street below. Zhou Sheng handed over a pill the size of a soybean and said, "In order to see this feast, you can only live a few more years." The feast I have prepared for you cannot be understood without thirty years......"

For him, thirty years is just the kung fu of a play. But for the old man, thirty years was enough for him to return to the West.

The old man turned out the pill, and his eyes were a little complicated. This kind of Qihuang technique is what he hates, but in order to gamble on this breath, he can only eat it.

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He took pills so he could live longer.

When the pill is put in his mouth, it melts in his mouth, and a warm current swells all over his body, and the old man himself feels that his life is recovering, at this moment, he seems to feel that the bottom line that he adheres to in his heart is a little weaker, and cultivation is an interesting thing, isn't it?

As soon as this feeling appeared, it was wiped out by him with great perseverance.

This is the temptation of the devil!

Sit at this window, year after year.

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Huzi began to grow stronger and became a warrior.

One year, a detachment of officers and soldiers stormed his village, burned and looted, which made him disgusted with the court.

Huzi, with a few of his companions, began a rebellion against the rule of the imperial court.

At first, he still occupied the mountains and acted as bandits, but over the years, his shili became bigger and bigger, and he began to put up a big banner, cross the wasteland, and fight with the imperial court.

This level of warfare is disdainful for the great power of the mountain.

This mountain, for mortals, is too big, millions of mortal kingdoms live on this mountain, and dynasties rise and fall.

Huzi eventually overthrew the imperial court, and when he was less than thirty years old, he sat on the throne of the emperor.

He has glory and wealth, and he has treasures that ordinary people cannot imagine in their lives. With three thousand beautiful concubines, there is everything.

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He sat on the emperor's throne, reminiscing about the past, life is really bizarre. An ordinary boy, but sat on the throne of the emperor.

When he became an emperor and got everything, he wanted more.

He was afraid of death, so he asked for a copy of the art of immortality.

One night's sleep, he lay on the dragon's bed, gradually lost in his sleep.

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A faint phantom appeared in his dream, and the appearance of that person, Huzi vaguely felt a little familiar.

After thinking about it for a long time, he realized that that person was the shopkeeper in the inn when he was a child.

He hadn't been back since he left the town.

When I was a child, I wanted to go to the inn to steal some wine and meat, but I was unexpectedly discovered by the store. When he returned home, his life changed.

Now, seeing this in my sleep, how could I not think that it was a god who came.

Although he was already the supreme in the world, he still didn't dare to disobey, and immediately knelt down and said: "The lord of the country of Wusang, pray for the immortal to give him the art of immortality, and beg the immortal to have mercy on ......."

"Yes, but the art of immortality is rare. In this world, you have to pay if you drink and peck it, and if you get what you want, you have to pay. I can pass on to you the magic of immortality, but you must also give up your things......"

Huzi's heart twitched slightly, and he asked with an ugly face, "Give up what?"

"Give up all glory. Your country, your emperor's throne, your many beautiful concubines, all your possessions ......"

This is almost to deprive everything, and it is a difficult trade-off for Huzi who has just gotten all this and has not yet enjoyed it.

Whether you want to be prosperous and rich, or the road of eternal life, you can only choose one, it is difficult to choose!

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After thinking about it for a long time, he made up his mind, and said solemnly: "The magic method of immortality is elected......

The dream is scattered, but the absurd dream clearly shows the world that between the glory and immortality of a lifetime, people choose the immortality of suffering and suffering.

This path of cultivation is the most fundamental dream in people's hearts, and there is nothing more tempting than this.

Who in the world really wants to die, who really ...... What about daring to die?

In front of the window on the second floor, Zhou Sheng waved his hand, dispersed the mirror, and said to the older old man opposite: "See, this is the dream of the world." He would rather not be the emperor, he would rather let go of his own country, but also come to seek a path of immortality, this is the temptation of immortality!"

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The old man looked at the street under the window, there were many strangers, those were people who had changed a generation in the past thirty years.

He should have died a long time ago, but now he is still alive, which makes his heart tremble, he feels that the temptation of the devil is so strong, even if he is firm in his heart, he is doubting, and he can't suppress the devil in his heart.

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He was hunched over, a little lonely.

"I lost ......"

The old man eventually lost, he lost to his own heart, to his own desires/desires.

Life has desires/hopes, and he doesn't want to die.

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This controversy, at this point, is simply over.

For Zhou Sheng, this is just a trivial matter. Because he knew these things many years ago.

No one wants to die!

He had died, so he knew the horror of what preceded death.

The old man was gone, but his old servant died, dead in thirty years.

He will surely embark on the path of cultivation, that's for sure!

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Looking at the lonely back of the old man, Zhou Sheng shook his head lightly, is there really no one who is not afraid of death?

In the world, there are really people who uphold their inner ethics and can refuse the temptation of immortality?

This is all in the past, and the old man is gone like everyone else. Shijie doesn't revolve around one person, so Zhou Sheng is not the protagonist of this world. As soon as Hu Wei was shocked, all life revolved around him.

One by one, the soy sauce bottles are gone, and the soy sauce bottles are here again, and the only people who really accompany them are their wives and daughters, who are closest to them.

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The two of them also grew up, had their own thoughts, and their wings were stiff. Perhaps, they will also meet their lovers in the near future, leaving Zhou Sheng's arms, and only his wife will be with him at that time.

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One life, light!

Plain meaning, dull life. (To be continued......)