Chapter 73: Gods are not immortals, Gods are immortals

"What a pity, the swing peaks are towering into the clouds. The strange man and the scattered immortals are also hiding the world. Is it easy to find the hidden secrets? Even those who are strong in the Taoist heart can suffer the kind of suffering. After passing the tests, if you have the fate of immortality, you have to get rid of the magic arts. I see that the little brother's eyebrows are moving, and his eyes occasionally flash. I guess since the little brother is not here to stay in seclusion, he must be looking for the master who is in Qingming?"

When Lu Zhao heard the other party’s words, he shook his head, nodded again, and then said softly: “I am not here to find the immortal fate, but there is only another important thing.”

"Haha" Lu Zhao suddenly stood up and laughed, then suddenly pointed to the rain clouds that had not yet dissipated in the sky and said: "People always compare clouds to illusory things, and the same is true for the immortal way, but they do not know that the vague thing is not visible or touched, but the vague heart of human hearts, otherwise, if the heart is not vague, the clouds are calm and the immortals are in their hearts, and naturally there will be no such vain things."

"Little brother, I think you are not like an ordinary person, so I remind you that among the mountains of autumn, the danger is overwhelming in the world. If you really want to step into this place, you will regret it for life."

"Do you regret it for life?" Lu Zhao shook his head and asked in his heart: "It seems that this stall owner knows some supernatural things, huh?"

As if he saw what Lu Zhao insisted on going, the middle-aged stall owner shook his head and then quietly said: "Little brother, since you insist on going into the mountain, I will only remind you one thing, if you go up the mountain at night, don't go to the dilapidated temple on the top of Duanyun Mountain to the north."

Lu Zhao looked at the middle-aged stall owner's palpitations, and smiled and said, "Thank you for telling me."

As the night passed, the sky gradually turned into two colors, revealing a trace gradually illuminating everything on the earth. However, while Lu Zhao was rushing, he quietly admired the bright moon slowly emerging from the sky. There seemed to be a gentle breeze blowing in his ears, which made people feel endless aftertaste.

Seeing the busy figure of the stall owner, he was so satisfied, the essence of incense in Lu Zhao's heart beat slightly.

"Hey, that's good, I'll pay the bill with this." Lu Zhao's brows spread. His soul consciousness immediately penetrated into his mind and pulled out a crystal emitting bright light, "A incense will make peace and happiness!"

My lamp lights up and lights appear, and the lamp shines into the world.

When the stall owner looked back, there was no figure of Lu Zhao next to the table, leaving only a small incense crystal shining with purple air.

This crystal is invisible to others. At the same time, as long as the stall owner touches this crystal, the happiness contained in it will be integrated into his body.

This was not because Lu Zhao sent blessings indiscriminately, but because the stall owner won with his pure and kind heart.

In the hearts of a large number of people, God should be ruthless, because ruthlessness can make sentient beings respectful and better make sentient beings contribute incense to the gods.

However, in Lu Zhao's view, it was always just an act of a false god. Every god has a responsibility he needs to bear. There is no reason, no right or wrong, only doing or not doing, and the measurement of doing or not doing is only in one's heart, just like some things that do not need to be explained.

"Uncle, take care of yourself, let's take a step first."

A gust of river wind blew, and Lu Zhao disappeared into the mist of the morning.

Only the middle-aged stall owner was left watching Lu Zhao disappear in amazement, muttering to himself: "I really saw the god!"

Duanyun Mountain is towering into the mountains in the southern part of Qiqiu City, and is also quiet around it. It is hidden in the dense forests of the mountains and forests. It can either be reached by ordinary people or the jackals, tigers and leopards on the road can block most people out, which is a natural barrier.

After more than ten days of long journey and searching for people and asking for directions, Lu Zhao finally arrived at the legendary Duanyun Mountain. The Duanyun Mountain range winds for hundreds of miles, which is considered a large mountain range. Duanyun Mountain is a place where spiritual energy gathers in the entire mountain range. It is natural to be a legendary place where immortals appear.

Lu Zhao went up the mountain along the clearly opened road, but he was shocked. This mountain road was not a small road for a few people, but a three-meter-wide road to the sky. Each step was one meter high and three meters long, as if it was not for mortals, but a step for the mountain spirit giant.

Every time he climbed a staircase, the more shocked Lu Zhao was. He could not have imagined that ordinary people could open up such a mountain road. How could such a wide bluestone be transported from the bottom of the mountain?

Walking on it alone, one feels more and more small, just like teasing ants in the courtyard when he was a child. It makes people ascend to heaven and earth so vast that they are just an ant, and what is the feeling of fighting for life with heaven and earth?

However, for Lu Zhao, it was a different feeling!

He was born with a divine body, and his mind and demeanor were naturally sublimated. How could he feel like a mortal?

"Climb the Jue Ridge, I am the peak!"

The moment he climbed to the top of the mountain, Lu Zhao had a strange feeling, and felt the hearts of the people who built this mountain road. Those who could build a mountain road here obviously had a sense of defiance in their hearts. If their hearts were not firm, they would not have to go up. Since they were up, they were embarking on a road to challenge themselves. This road was much more difficult than climbing this step. They had to respect the world, but they had to break the shackles and break through themselves.

Awe is to prevent one's heart from getting lost. No matter how far one practices, one cannot be superstitious about one's own power. Compared to this world, what can I count? No matter what state I reach, I have the goal of moving forward and transcendence.

Since this trip, Lu Zhao's mind has been baptized once by the river. At this moment, standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the mountains beneath her feet, Lu Zhao's mind has been sublimated again. It is a spirit that goes against the will of heaven.

When practicing Taoism, no matter which way it is practiced, in the final analysis, it is always following the heaven first and then going against the heaven.

Just as the divine way that Lu Zhao practiced, in his eyes, the sky is the law of the movement of the world.

Shuntian means mastering these laws rigidly and being able to use them proficiently.

When Lu Zhao's cultivation level reaches its level, he naturally needs to understand his own way, which is against the will of heaven.

However, strictly speaking, Lu Zhao did not wait until the end of the heavens, but was doing both at the same time.

Immortal, alone in the mountains.

This immortal is not an immortal, but a god and a god's "moving" body.

There is movement and there is stillness. The statue of the god in the temple is the "quiet" body of the god.

Gather incense with a quiet body, walk on earth with your body, accumulate virtue and do good deeds.

Between movement and stillness, Tai Chi is born and biochemical merits are used.

Lu Zhao stood here and pondered for a long time before he raised his head and looked around, he finally saw the temple the middle-aged stall owner mentioned.
Chapter completed!