When I saw Qin Sang vomiting blood, I 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 some appreciation in his tone.
Qin Sang's face turned pale, his eyes were horrified, as if he was startled by the old beggar, his body suddenly shrank back, and the bamboo book fell to the ground, "What on earth did you give me?"
"You should be able to feel the benefits yourself! If you hadn't been 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 in a way that suited 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 clouds arose beneath his body. The clouds held him and Qin Sang up slowly, and in an instant they reached the same height as the top of the mountain.
There are mountains, rivers and fields in all directions, and the people in the city are like ants, giving a clear view.
Qin Sang opened his mouth wide and clutched the old beggar's sleeves tightly. He was so shocked that he could not speak.
The old beggar stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and secretly observed this future disciple, feeling very satisfied.
"Are you a god?" Qin Sang murmured.
"I am not a true god, just a cultivator. Only when I practice to the end will I reach the realm of gods."
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 become my 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 embarking 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 he 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 made some outrageous remarks, he would still think that his disciple was different and innocent.
The two of them landed slowly, having already determined their destiny in heaven.
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 my 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 go down the mountain to visit you at any time."
After a pause, he patted Qin Sang on the shoulder and sighed: "Disciples must know that when entering the path of spiritual practice, you must first endure loneliness and the pain of separation, and then you can achieve something!"
Next, Master Tongshen released the imprisonment on Qin Sang's family and explained the whole story to them.
The parents and elder brother were doubtful until Master Tongshen cast a few small spells, and then 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, and that they would rarely see him again for a year. Her mother couldn't help but cry softly.
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 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.
My parents hesitated for a while, then came to visit me that night with gifts. It happened that the girl also had a secret crush on her.
The in-laws felt that the time was too hasty, but after learning that their previous brothers were about to travel far away, they understood their difficulties, and the betrothal gift was generous enough. Everything was kept simple, and the entire process from proposal to marriage was completed in just three days.
On the evening of the third day, the family was decorated with lanterns 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 and could see the red lantern hanging at the door of his house.
On the one hand, it was for the 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, my teacher, how much do you understand the exercises my teacher gave you?"
"Yes, Master."
Qin Sang withdrew his gaze, considered it and said, "Disciple actually doesn't understand anything, he just follows what is written..."
Qin Sang controlled the heat, spoke briefly, and deliberately exposed several mistakes.
Master Tongshen listened, and the joy on his face became more and more intense. Although his disciple's answer was very childish, it could be seen that his understanding was extremely high, which was the only thing he had ever seen in his life!
At dawn.
Everything is silent.
An old man and a young man were walking on the road. There was no one around. As the white fish belly appeared in the east, two long shadows were drawn on the ground.
From time to time, you can hear the conversation between the master and the disciple. Most of the time, Master Tongshen is talking and Qin Sang is listening.
Master Tongshen mainly explained the essence of the exercises to Qin Sang. 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 expression, Qin Sang discovered that the theory of spiritual roots did not seem to have been born in this era, and Master Tongshen's understanding of spiritual practice was also different from that of the current world, although they lead to the same goal through different paths.
He was eager to find out what the wanted order was about and who was the person who issued it, but he also knew that he could not be impatient, so he could only be patient and be an obedient disciple in front of Master Tongshen.
As the answers between master and disciple deepened, Master Tongshen's eyes were full of surprises. The good disciple's understanding was higher than imagined.
I want to get to the point!
This was Qin Sang's intention. He showed himself to be a peerless genius in front of Master Tongshen, and then his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.
Master Tongshen finally couldn't hold it any longer and took Qin Sang into the sky in the sky, flying to the mountain gate so that Qin Sang could worship the ancestor and enter the mountain gate as soon as possible, 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 the Nascent Soul stage at his lowest level.
"Master, you can fly high in the clouds, why do you still want to be a beggar?" Qin Sang raised his head, pretending to be innocent.
"I have encountered a bottleneck in my practice as a teacher, and I want to find opportunities in the world of mortals. Although I have not been able to find an opportunity to break through, God has been kind to me and allowed me to meet a good disciple," Master Tongshen stroked Qin Sang's head.
He has a small head and a smile on his face.
Qin Sang had goosebumps all over her body, so she could only endure it and continued to ask the 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 encountered such a master since he entered the path of immortality.
In the past, when I saw the deep love between master and disciple, the master wholeheartedly paved the way for the disciple. It would be a lie to say that I was not envious, but I didn’t expect that it would actually come true in the illusion.
Qin Sang sighed secretly in his heart.
The two of them were galloping high in the sky, with mountains and rivers flying by beneath their feet.
After flying for a while, Qin Sang suddenly saw Master Tongshen frowning and tapping the crutch in his hand downwards, creating a wall of cyan light to cover them.
Then, Master Tongshen looked around and took Qin Sang to fly into a cave on a cliff. The light wall blocked the entrance of the cave.
"Master, what's wrong?" Qin Sang already had a guess in his mind and asked knowingly.
"Some unpleasant people are here," said the master, "You have seen them before."
Before he finished speaking, a long rainbow appeared in the sky. It flew over their heads without any concealment and did not notice them.
This rainbow had appeared in Fengcheng before. Qin Sang saw that it was the escaping light of immortal cultivators and suspected that the wanted order was sent by them.
At this time, through the master's magic, Qin Sang saw clearly the owner of the escape light.
In the light, there is a precious chariot with tassel curtains, which is extremely luxurious.
Sitting on the chariot was a little eagle. It wore a crown on its head, and its black feathers had gold threads on the edges, adding a bit of nobility. Its body was round, as big as a human head, and it was lazily slumped.
Sit down with a table of delicious food in front of you.
There is a beautiful maid on each side, serving it and enjoying it. It is not known whether the maid is a human being or a monster in disguise.
The people pulling the cart in front of Baochuan turned out to be human beings, two very good-looking young men.
Surprisingly, they are not coachmen, but mounts, with the reins attached to them!
"well!"
Master Tongshen sighed deeply, "A dignified cultivator does not care about hard work, but is willing to serve as a maid and a mount for monsters. He has no shame!"
Qin Sang heard that Master Tongshen was not criticizing these people, but felt sad for them.
This depth of sadness should not only be because of these few people.
Qin Sang thought of the classics he had read before. It was difficult to find detailed descriptions of the ancient times in today's world. The records in the classics were vague, but it could be seen from the few words that when the demon clan ruled the world, the situation of the human race was not optimistic.
"Master, who are they? Is that little eagle also a practitioner?" Qin Sang asked, looking at Changhong going away.
Master Tongshen asked back: "Disciple, do you know why you worship sacred birds, or even hurt any bird to be severely punished?"
Qin Sang looked shocked, "Could it be..."
"Exactly!"
The sorrow in Master Tongshen's eyes has not disappeared, but is getting stronger, "Because this is the territory of the Golden Eagle Clan. According to the laws of heaven, we are all subjects of the Golden Eagle Clan. That little eagle was sent by the Golden Eagle Clan to rule this territory.
Even though the king is only in the spiritual realm, when I see it, I must pay homage to it, otherwise if it complains to the Golden Eagle Clan, I will be punished with the crime of disrespect."
"Lingming Realm?"
Qin Sang inquired and learned that the Lingming realm refers to a realm of demon cultivators.
This realm is very broad, from the enlightenment of monster beasts to the birth of demon elixirs, which fully covers the three realms of the mortal demon stage, the demon spirit stage and the demon elixir stage in later generations.
Master Tongshen revealed the tip of the iceberg, allowing Qin Sang to truly understand the difference between the present and the past.
"Master is also afraid of the Golden Eagle Clan? Are we human beings born to be oppressed by the Golden Eagle Clan?" Qin Sang said angrily.
Master Tongshen showed a look of relief. He was originally worried that his disciple would worship the sacred bird since he was a child. This concept was deeply ingrained. It seemed that he was overly worried.
He was ready to let his disciple truly understand the hardships of the human race, and said in a sad tone: "Not only the Golden Eagle clan, but all races in the world, and any other clan can oppress us, but our human race's status is the lowest. Living in the territory of the Golden Eagle clan, the human race is considered lucky.
Yes, 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. They have colorful writings. The first text is called Virtue, and the second text is called Virtue.
Righteousness, the back text is called etiquette, the back text is called benevolence, and the belly text is called faith. It pays attention to benevolence, etiquette, and righteousness, and uses it to educate the people. Regardless of race and origin, at least the human race under the Feng clan can live a normal life and thrive.
.And the same kind born in the territories of other races may be in a worse situation than slaves, and some are even raised as food in their mouths and belly, hunted and killed at will, and live in constant fear."
"What?!"
Qin Sang's face was full of shock.
The human race is so humble!
"Since there are thousands of races in the world, why target our human race alone?" Qin Sang did not expect that the human race's situation was even more difficult than recorded.
He could understand why the Jade Emperor was admired by all generations.
"It is said that this was not the case when the gods were there. The gods treated all living beings in the world equally, and there was no distinction between superiority and inferiority. For some reason, all the gods suddenly disappeared, and all the races came together to steal the throne of the gods, which led to the current situation."
Master Tongshen sighed, "The biggest reason why other tribes target our human race is the natural disaster."
Qin Sang's heart moved, "Heavenly disaster?"
Master Tongshen nodded, "Disciple, you will know in the future. When a cultivator reaches a certain level, he will destroy the order of heaven and earth. Every time he breaks the level, he will be punished by heaven. Even in ordinary times, there will be punishment after a period of time.
Thunder fell from the sky. However, the tribulation thunders of other tribes are all golden, but what we human monks attracted were cyan thunders, so we were beaten into a different kind by them."