Under one person: If I let you refine your Qi, will you become an immortal?

"Fellow Taoist, do you think this is Wu Nuo?"

"Although it's not obvious, the man's method on the stage doesn't look like a normal spell."

Hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, Li Muxuan nodded in agreement and analyzed: "His footsteps are very regular, and coupled with his body movements, it seems like he is performing some kind of ritual."

"Wu Nuo, also known as advocating excellence, is a kind of witchcraft that invites gods."

"People of this sect happen to be able to communicate directly with God through singing and dancing, and use their own lives to play God."

"As long as you act until others believe, act until you believe, and use yourself to become a god."

"They can borrow God's power."

"At the same time, the heroes will steal people's power of worship through an unknown method, thereby generating some kind of power derived from faith."

"On this basis, the consciousness based on legendary figures or gods is called - godhead."

Speaking of this, Li Muchuan looked at the performers on the stage.

His tone became a little regretful.

"Unfortunately, this person's cultivation is not deep enough, or he does not show his full strength, so he still needs the help of singing, dancing, and rituals to borrow the power of God."

"Yeah, it's a pity that I can't get a full view." Zhang Zhiwei said, also a little regretful.

Descending the mountain for the first time.

It's not easy to come across other heretical techniques.

But just this level of entry-level is indeed not enough and fails to show the essence of advocating excellence.

However, this does not prevent him from discussing this technique.

"Fellow Daoist Li."

Zhang Zhiwei asked curiously: "You said there are really people in the world who can practice this to the extreme."

"Using yourself to act like a god, using yourself to become a god, so that you can act like a fool, steal the sky for the sun, steal the godhead, and replace people's belief in this god with yourself?"

"Hard to say."

Li Muchuan shook his head, "The heroes in the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river, capable people emerge in large numbers."

"Maybe someone can actually do it."

"But in my opinion, this method is not like a method of detachment, but more like drawing an earth to form a prison."

"The essence of God is the aggregation of countless beliefs and incense, which is the 'I' in the eyes of the world. However, just like me in Brother Zhang's eyes, Brother Zhang in my eyes is never the real you and me."

"The same is true for gods."

"To put it bluntly, gods have been separated from their true bodies from the moment they were born."

"And use your own life to act like a god."

"It's about playing the role of 'other me' in the eyes of the world."

"But everyone's true nature exists independently. It is almost impossible to completely replace 'me' in the eyes of others with your own life."

"Besides, even if you succeed, while becoming a god, you will also be bound by faith."

"Wouldn't this be like trapping oneself in a cocoon?"

The words fell.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded in admiration.

"Best regards, fellow Taoist."

"The art of witchcraft and Nuo is indeed to draw the earth as a prison, to bind oneself in a cocoon, and to limit one's own life with others and me."

"Like a flower in a mirror or the moon in water."

"Instead of pursuing the real bright moon, instead pursue the moon in the water. Your own life is like a floating duck on the water or a rootless tree, completely in the hands of others."

"It's not the right way."

As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei looked crazy: "There are tens of millions of ways to obtain power in the world."

"But in my opinion, the only thing that is fundamental is the strength of one's own life. Magical powers are only used to protect the Tao. As for the art of witchcraft and Nuo, it is more like the opportunism of the world."

"My own life is the innate true spirit, why do I need to seek the incense god?"

"What a spirit."

Li Muxuan couldn't help but admire.

It is indeed a masterpiece. What he said is indeed reasonable and is in line with my own feelings.

At this time, when he heard the compliments from the people around him, Zhang Zhiwei turned his eyes and looked at Li Muxuan in front of him. He finally understood why he could feel the same kind of aura in this person, because the other person was truly the same as him.

What both of them pursue is the foundation of life.

Rather than looking through the mirror.

It’s interesting. I didn’t expect that I would meet someone like me when I went down the mountain for the first time.

Sure enough, all the heroes in the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river.

Am I the only one?

I just don’t know how far Fellow Daoist Li’s life has been, and what his magic methods are like.

If I have the chance, I would really like to learn from it.

Thinking like this.

Abruptly.

A voice suddenly sounded.

"Brother!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Muchuan turned his head and looked.

Lu Jin was seen wearing a festive red mantle, followed by several teenagers of similar age.

"Senior brother, you are here."

"Everyone, this is my senior brother Li Muxuan."

Walking up to him, Lu Jin introduced everyone with a confident face. Then he noticed the Taoist Gao next to his senior brother. His first reaction was: Is this person the same generation as me?

Why does it feel so different?

Between thoughts.

Lu Jin looked at his senior brother.

"Who is this"

"Zhang Zhiwei, a master disciple of Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain."

After speaking, Li Muxuan continued to introduce: "Brother Zhang Dao, this is my junior brother Lu Jin."

"I have met Zhang Dao Brother." After hearing this, Lu Jin bowed to Zhang Zhiwei, and then introduced the people he brought to the two of them in turn, "Senior Brother, Zhang Dao Brother, this is Erbi Lu Ci, one of the Lu family's double walls. .”

"Erbi Luci?"

Li Muxuan looked at the white-haired boy pointing at Lu Jin's finger, and a thought came to his mind.

Lu Ci, one of the future ten men.

People give him the nickname Mad Dog.

Compared with his ferocious appearance in old age, his current appearance is even comparable to that of Lu Jin.

However, in terms of temperament, he is much more unruly than Lu Jin, just like a Samoyed and a wolf. Lu Ci is a wolf, giving people the feeling that he will bite anyone who is unhappy.

As for why he became a mad dog later.

The reason is also very simple.

A war related to the life and death of the entire nation broke out, and countless people on this land were affected.

Even the Lu family, one of the four major families, is no exception.

While fighting the invaders.

The Lu family suffered heavy casualties. Lu Ci's brother died for his country, and he became the backbone of the family.

As the clan leader, Lu Ci had to be ruthless in his actions, eliminating all possible threats to the family, and taking family interests as the fundamental consideration.

It's hard for Li Muxuan to comment on this person.

After all, human beings themselves are an aggregation of countless contradictions, and they cannot be distinguished by a simple sentence of good and evil.

In the interests of family and country.

Lu Ci's performance is remarkable.

On the family side.

He also tried his best.

But for those who were hurt by his ruthless style, he really deserves to die.

I can only say that these have nothing to do with him, and if it really comes down to it, Li Muxuan quite appreciates Lu Ci's performance in the country, at least he is a bloody man.

While thinking, Lu Ci's voice sounded.

"I've met Brother Li and Brother Zhang."

Lu Ci clasped his hands and stared at Li Muxuan, "I often hear Master Lu talking about you, Brother Li, these days."

"You are said to be the number one among your peers, surpassing my brother by a head. The younger brother is not as talented. I want to learn Brother Li's clever tricks and see if it is true as Master Lu said."

The words fell.

It was quite a friendly and harmonious atmosphere.

Instantly embarrassed.

Li Muxuan looked at his junior brother Lu Jin with doubtful eyes.

When did I become the best among my peers? Why didn't I know I had this title?

At this time, Zhang Zhiwei is the most powerful person in the future.

After seeing this.

He grabbed a handful of fennel beans from his sleeve and had a look on his face.