Ask about the Immortal Way

"You old guy, how dare you hit my brother!"

When he saw Qin Sang vomiting blood, he thought he was beaten by the old beggar. His eyes were red and he punched the old beggar.

The parents outside heard the shouting and ran in in panic.

Seeing that the previous fist was about to land on the old beggar's face, the courtyard suddenly became calm, and the three of them froze on the spot.

The old beggar walked up to Qin Sang and stretched out his hand to support him, "You really don't know the heights of the world. You dare to practice forcefully as soon as you get the technique."

Although he blamed, there was a hint of appreciation in his tone.

Qin Sang's face turned pale and his eyes were horrified, as if he was startled by the old beggar. He suddenly shrank back and dropped the bamboo book to the ground, "What on earth did you give me?"

"You should be able to feel the benefits yourself! If you weren't so bold and dared to force it into your body as soon as you sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, breaking through the barrier and pulsing the meridians, not only would you not be injured, but your illness would be 80% to 90% better immediately."

The old beggar shook his head, grabbed Qin Sang's wrist, and injected a ray of true energy into his body.

Qin Sang's breath calmed down, and the color gradually returned to his face.

Everything was as he expected, but he still had to perform well in line with the boy's temperament. His lips moved slightly and he said in a trembling voice: "You...who are you? You did it to my parents and eldest brother. What!"

"You just asked me if I was a god, did you forget?"

The old beggar smiled, and cloud energy arose under his body. The cloud energy supported him and Qin Sang, slowly rising up, and in an instant they reached the same height as the top of the mountain.

The mountains, rivers and fields in all directions, with people in the city like ants, are all visible at a glance.

Qin Sang opened his mouth wide and clutched the old beggar's sleeves tightly. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The old beggar stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and secretly observed the future disciple, feeling very satisfied.

"Are you a god?" Qin Sang murmured.

"I am not a true immortal, just a cultivator. Only when I practice to the end will I reach the realm of immortals."

The old beggar put his hands behind his hands, looked at the distant mountains, and said quietly, "Of course, in the eyes of the world, practitioners like us do have the power of gods."

With that said, he turned to look at Qin Sang and said straight to the point, "Are you willing to worship me as your teacher and follow me back to the mountain to practice?"

"I?"

Qin Sang pointed at herself, in disbelief, "Can I also become a god?"

"Of course you can. Practitioners are just mortals who have embarked on the path of cultivation. As long as you have a firm mind and deep blessings, you will eventually become an immortal, but that will be a long, long time later."

Qin Sang opened his mouth, as if the shock was too great and difficult to digest for a while, and suddenly said: "But, my family can't afford a teacher."

"Ha ha……"

The old beggar laughed loudly.

Qin Sang seemed to know that he had said something stupid, and his face turned red with embarrassment.

This performance was really hard. Qin Sang considered every tiny detail and tried his best to make his words and deeds consistent with the identity of a rural boy, and finally did not show any flaws in front of the old beggar.

Of course, the old beggar was extremely satisfied with Qin Sang. Even if Qin Sang said something outrageous, he would still think that his disciple was different and innocent.

The two of them landed slowly, having already determined their destiny in the sky.

The old beggar said: "Other Taoist friends call me Master Shitong Shen, and the gate of the mountain is at Yuanjing Mountain. Since you agreed to worship me as your teacher, follow me to practice at Yuanjing Mountain. I will give you three days as a teacher to spend time with your family. bid farewell."

Qin Sang begged: "Master, can you take my parents and eldest brother to Yuanjing Mountain as well?"

Master Tongshen shook his head categorically: "The Dharma should not be taught lightly. They have no connection with the Immortal Dharma. Don't worry, disciple. As a master, I will protect them from illness and disaster. When you succeed in your practice, you can come down the mountain to visit at any time."

After a pause, he patted Qin Sang on the shoulder and sighed: "Disciples must know that when embarking on the path of spiritual practice, they must first endure the pain of loneliness and separation before they can achieve anything!"

Next, Master Tongshen released the imprisonment on Qin Sang's family and explained the whole story to them.

The parents and eldest brother were doubtful. It was not until Master Tongshen cast a few small spells that they dared to believe that Qin Sang had been favored by the gods and wanted to be accepted as his disciple.

After the ecstasy, she learned that Qin Sang was going to practice in a distant place with Master Tongshen. She would rarely see him again for a year, and her mother couldn't help crying.

Master Tongshen offered to help their family move to a place not far from Yuanjing Mountain, but they had lived here for generations and were unwilling to leave their hometown. Moreover, no matter how close they were, Qin Sang could not easily go down the mountain.

Master Tongshen also offered to buy them a large house in Fengcheng, but they refused to move into the city and only accepted some money from Master Tongshen.

When the two brothers were chatting these days, Qin Sang always heard mention of a girl from a family in the east of the village, so he encouraged his parents and eldest brother to propose marriage and marry his sister-in-law back home before he left.

The parents hesitated for a moment, then came to visit with gifts that night. It happened that the girl also had a secret crush on Luan.

The in-laws felt that the time was too hasty, but when they learned that the previous brother was about to travel far away, they understood their difficulties, and the betrothal gift was generous enough. Everything was kept simple, and all the processes from proposal to wedding were completed in just three days.

On the evening of the third day, the family was decorated with lights and colorful banquets. Everyone happily sent the newlyweds into the bridal chamber. Master Tongshen also gave gifts to the newlyweds and Qin Sang's parents.

The next day, before dawn, the master and apprentice left the village without disturbing anyone.

The moonlight was dim, and I could barely see the road under my feet.

The village was still sleeping. Qin Sang looked back three times at a time and could see the red lantern hanging at the door of his house.

On the one hand, it was for Master Tongshen to see, and on the other hand, Qin Sang was deeply impressed by the short few days of worldly life.

"Good disciple, tell me, how much of the skills I gave you did you understand?"

"Yes, Master."

Qin Sang retracted his gaze and said carefully, "I didn't understand anything, I just followed what was written on it..."

Qin Sang controlled the heat, talked lightly, and deliberately exposed a few mistakes.

Master Tongshen listened to it, and the joy on his face became stronger and stronger. Although the disciple's answer was very immature, it could be seen that his comprehension was extremely high, which was really the only one he had ever seen in his life!

At dawn.

Everything was silent.

An old man and a young man walked on the road, and there was no one around. As the east was white, two long shadows were drawn on the ground.

From time to time, the sound of the master and disciple talking could be heard, mostly Master Tongshen talking and Qin Sang listening.

Master Tongshen mainly explained the essence of the practice to Qin Sang, but Qin Sang naturally didn't need it. He pretended to study seriously, but his thoughts had already flown to other places.

From Master Tongshen's statement, Qin Sang found that the saying of spiritual roots didn't seem to be born in this era, and Master Tongshen's understanding of practice was also different from that of the present world, although they were the same.

He was eager to find out what the wanted order was and who issued it, but he also knew that he couldn't be impatient, so he could only be patient and be a good disciple in front of Master Tongshen.

As the conversation between the master and the disciple became more and more in-depth, Master Tongshen's eyes were full of surprises. The good disciple's comprehension was higher than expected. Not only could he draw inferences from one thing, but he could even draw inferences from ten things. The questions he asked seemed naive, but when he thought about it carefully, they actually hit the nail on the head!

This was Qin Sang's intention. He acted like a peerless genius in front of Master Tongshen, and then his cultivation level would advance by leaps and bounds, which was a natural thing.

Master Tongshen finally couldn't hold back and took Qin Sang to the mountain gate on a cloud, so that Qin Sang could worship the ancestors as soon as possible and enter the mountain gate, as if he was afraid that his apprentice would be snatched away.

After these days of contact, Qin Sang judged that Master Tongshen was at least in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Master, you can fly in the clouds, why do you still want to be a beggar?" Qin Sang looked up and pretended to be innocent.

"My master has encountered a bottleneck in his practice and wants to find an opportunity in the mortal world. Although I haven't found an opportunity to break through, God has treated me well and let me meet a good apprentice," Master Tongshen stroked Qin Sang's little head with a smile on his face.

Qin Sang had goose bumps all over his body, but he had to endure and continue to ask his master all kinds of childish questions.

Although he felt awkward, Qin Sang could feel that Master Tongshen was sincere to him. This was a pure master-disciple relationship. Looking back, he had never met such a master since he embarked on the immortal path.

In the past, when I saw the deep love between other people's masters and apprentices, and the master paved the way for the apprentice wholeheartedly, it would be a lie to say that I was not envious. I didn't expect that it would be realized in the illusion.

Qin Sang sighed in his heart.

The two of them were speeding in the sky, and the mountains and rivers flew by under their feet.

After flying for a while, Qin Sang suddenly saw Master Tongshen frowned, pointed the cane in his hand downward, and a green light wall suddenly appeared, covering them.

Then, Master Tongshen looked around and took Qin Sang to a cave on a cliff, and the light wall blocked the cave entrance.

"Master, what's wrong?" Qin Sang had guessed in his heart and asked knowingly.

"Some unpleasant guys are coming," Master Tongshen said, "You have seen them before."

Before he finished speaking, a long rainbow appeared in the sky, flying over their heads without any concealment, and did not notice them.

This long rainbow had appeared in Fengcheng before. Qin Sang saw that it was the escape light of the cultivators and suspected that the wanted order was sent by them.

At this time, through Master Tongshen's magic, Qin Sang saw the owner of the escaping light clearly.

There was a treasure chariot in the escaping light, with tassel curtains, extremely luxurious.

Sitting on the treasure chariot was a little eagle, wearing a crown on its head, and the edges of its black feathers had gold lines, adding a bit of nobility. Its body was round and as big as a human head, and it sat lazily, with a table of delicious food in front of it.

There was a beautiful maid on each side, serving it. I don't know if the maid was a human or a transformed monster.

The people pulling the chariot in front of the treasure chariot were also people, two young men with excellent appearance.

Surprisingly, they were not the drivers, but the mounts, and the reins were on them!

"Alas!"

Master Tongshen sighed deeply, "As a cultivator, you don't think about hard practice, and you are willing to be a servant and mount of monsters. You don't know shame!"

Qin Sang heard that Master Tongshen was not scolding these people, but felt sad for them.

This kind of deep sorrow should not only be because of these few people.

Qin Sang thought of the classics he had read before. It is difficult to find a detailed account of the ancient times in the world. The records in the classics are vague, but from a few words, it can be seen that when the demons ruled the world, the situation of the human race was not optimistic.

"Master, who are they? Is that little eagle also a cultivator?" Qin Sang asked as he looked at the long rainbow going away.

Master Tongshen asked back: "Disciple, do you know why you worship the sacred bird, and even if you harm any flying bird, you will be severely punished?"

Qin Sang was shocked, "Could it be..."

"That's right!"

The sadness in Master Tongshen's eyes did not disappear, but became even stronger. "Because this is the territory of the Golden Eagle Clan, according to the law of heaven, we are all the people of the Golden Eagle Clan. The little eagle is the king sent by the Golden Eagle Clan to rule this territory. Although it is only in the Lingming Realm, Master must pay homage to it when he sees it, otherwise it will complain to the Golden Eagle Clan and punish Master for disrespect."

"Lingming Realm?"

Qin Sang asked and learned that Lingming Realm refers to a realm of demon cultivation.

This realm is very broad, from the enlightenment of demon beasts to the birth of demon pills, it fully encompasses the three realms of the later generations of ordinary demons, demon spirits, and demon pills.

Master Tongshen revealed the tip of the iceberg, allowing Qin Sang to truly experience the difference between the present and the past.

"Master is also afraid of the Golden Eagle Clan, are we humans born to be oppressed by the Golden Eagle Clan?" Qin Sang said indignantly.

Master Tongshen looked relieved. He was originally worried that his disciple would worship the sacred bird since childhood. This concept is deeply rooted. It seems that he was worrying too much.

He was ready to let his disciple truly experience the difficulties of the human race. He said in a sad tone: "Not only the Golden Eagle Clan, but all the other races in the world can oppress us, but our human race has the lowest status. The human race living in the territory of the Golden Eagle Clan is lucky. The Golden Eagle Clan is a vassal of the Phoenix Clan. The Phoenix Clan is said to be born to carry the way of heaven, with five colors and patterns. The first pattern is called virtue, the wings are called righteousness, the back is called courtesy, the chest is called benevolence, and the belly is called faith. They pay attention to benevolence, courtesy, and righteousness, and use this to educate their people, regardless of their ethnic origin. At least the human race under the rule of the Phoenix Clan can live a normal life and reproduce. The same kind born in the territory of other races may be in a more miserable situation than slaves. Some are even raised as food in their mouths and stomachs, and are hunted and killed at will, and they are in constant fear."

"What?!"

Qin Sang was shocked.

The human race is so humble!

"Since there are thousands of races in the world, why do they only target our human race?" Qin Sang did not expect that the human race's situation is more difficult than what is recorded.

He can understand why the Jade Emperor is admired by all the world.

"It is said that it was not like this when the gods were there. The gods treated all the creatures in the world equally, without distinction of superiority or inferiority. For some reason, all the gods suddenly disappeared, and the thousands of races rose up and seized the throne, which led to the current situation."

Master Tongshen sighed faintly, "The biggest reason why other tribes target our human race is the heavenly tribulation."

Qin Sang's heart moved, "Heavenly tribulation?"

Master Tongshen nodded, "My disciple, you will know in the future. When a cultivator reaches a certain realm, he will destroy the principles of heaven and earth. Every time he breaks through the realm, he will be punished by heaven. Even in ordinary times, there will be thunder from heaven after a period of time. However, the thunder of other races is golden, but our human cultivators attract blue thunder, so they are beaten into aliens by them."