Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

After listening to Master's explanation, Zhang Zhiwei said thoughtfully:

"'Sex' is the foundation of the soul, and 'fate' is the foundation of the body. It is a bit difficult to use your own life to play someone else!"

Zhang Jingqing nodded: "It's really big, so since ancient times, no one has ever succeeded!"

"Master, what will happen if it succeeds?" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"If it succeeds, it will naturally become a god immediately, and you will no longer need to deliberately collect willpower, and you will directly obtain all the abilities and beliefs of the god you are playing!" Zhang Jingqing said lightly.

"Is it really that simple?"

Zhang Zhiwei said thoughtfully: "Compared with the "nature" of gods gathered from thousands of beliefs and many legends, the 'nature' of human beings is undoubtedly the difference between a drop of water and an ocean."

"Let's not talk about how difficult it is to evolve one's 'sex' like a god's 'sex'. Even if it is done, this drop of water has completely merged into the sea. Then is it this drop of water or this piece of water that controls the sea? What about the sea itself?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingqing said: "Your way of thinking about problems is very tricky, but that's not the point. When you practice to a high level, you can act until you believe that you are the Queen of God. It doesn't matter whether it's a drop of water or a sea. Already!"

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned: "That's right, at that point, my own sex has become divine. It doesn't matter if it's water or the sea. It's not me anyway."

Zhang Jingqing said: "Zhiwei, you think too far, but you are too far away, you are so ambitious, people with god masks often repair multiple masks, and it is difficult for a drop of water to turn into several seas, so I think There's no point in having too much!"

Zhang Zhiwei retorted: "There is still some meaning. If the practice is not to point directly at the Dao, but only to focus on some immediate means, what kind of climate will it be? No matter how long you practice, you will be a three-legged cat!"

This is also the reason why Zhang Zhiwei pays special attention to the cultivation of life, and some of them lighten the talismans. Side tricks are after all side tricks, and only the strength of one's own life can be strong forever.

In Zhang Zhiwei's opinion, if you really want to repair this godhead mask, just one mask is enough. If you practice a lot, each one can be practiced to a high level, and you can act until you believe it. Isn't that schizophrenia?

And if you don't firmly believe that it will be this god for a while, and that god for a while, then what's the use of repairing this god-like mask that steals the sky, it's not as direct as the technique of fighting with gods.

Just like that Xia Liuqing who is full of nature, repaired a lot of godhead masks in a mess, there is no one who can fight, the old masters are all showing their blood, only he is being beaten.

"By the way, master, I have an idea!" Zhang Zhiwei had a shocking thought in his mind.

"It's good to have an idea, tell me!" Zhang Jingqing said.

"What will happen if those who practice the mask of gods don't act as gods, but themselves? Will they reach the highest level directly!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Zhang Jingqing: "..."

Immediately, he said in a bad mood: "If you play yourself, of course you can reach the highest level, because you are already at the highest level, but what's the point of that, it's the same as not practicing!"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "It doesn't make much sense in the early days, but if I really become a god, no, I don't become a god. To be precise, I become a god in the eyes of others. When everyone thinks that I am a god, then am I just a god?" I really became a god, and I won't pollute my own spirituality, because what I play is myself!"

Zhang Zhiwei was talking, but Zhang Jingqing looked at his disciples with a little dumbfounded, playing himself, making himself deified in the eyes of the general public, and then accepting his own godhead as a matter of course, such a shocking idea.

I could only hear that Zhang Zhiwei continued to say: "In the eyes of disciples, if you use a mask of godhead to act as a god, you are like a thief. Through disguise, you go to a business store to steal things. The process is dangerous and difficult!"

"But if you play yourself and make yourself into a god, it is equivalent to developing your own business, building your own business, and being the boss yourself. There is no need to use foreign objects to steal the power of faith, because it is mine... "

Asking Zhang Zhiwei to talk more and more vigorously, Zhang Jingqing interrupted quickly:

"Young people, it's good to have ideas, but you can't aim too high and only think about castles in the air. Have you ever thought that virtue is not worthy, and you can deify yourself in the world? But can you bear the backlash? As the saying goes, there is no First, Wu Wu second, what kind of god do you say you are, and others refuse to accept you and say you are not, so what should you do?"

"Then do it!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Zhang Jingqing scolded: "Do it, it's easy to say, but it can't be done? Many people have done the matter of becoming a god in the world, but very few have succeeded. Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of our Tianshi Mansion, did this Yes, our Zhengyijiao is the final product, but the old man did it after he became enlightened and invincible in the world, and he doesn’t have enough means to protect the Tao, so don’t think about these things.”

"What the master teaches is that the disciple knows it!"

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his head, but he was thinking about the feasibility of this method, invincible in the world? Isn't this me, the future Heavenly Channeler?

Zhang Jingqing didn't know what was going on in his apprentice's mind, so he continued:

"A person's name, the shadow of a tree, and the tree attracts the wind. If nothing else, let's just say that Zuo Ruotong from the Trinity Sect is nicknamed Daying Immortal. The reason why he dares to be called an Immortal is because of his strength, which everyone recognizes." , not because he has the title of Immortal first, then he has the strength, you just remember, everything in this world has a price marked, what you want to get depends on whether you can afford the price."

Zhang Jingqing was still talking, when suddenly, a loud noise from under the stage interrupted his words.

Zhang Jingqing looked over displeased.

Zhang Zhiwei heaved a sigh of relief, and followed suit.

It turned out that the troublemaker was a fat man holding a cup of tea and shouting:

"A good show should be paired with good wine. No matter how good this tea is, it's also tasteless!"

For a moment, everyone around looked at this person with disgust.

The Lu family put on a big water banquet, and even invited famous artists to come and perform, why are they still picky?

Besides, how can anyone drink while listening to Peking Opera?

Vulgar or not?

However, no one reprimanded him, this is the place of the Lu family, if you want to talk, you have to talk to the Lu family.

But at this moment, a middle-aged man with white hair, short hair, high cheekbones, and wearing a long robe stood up and said with a light smile:

"This brother wants to drink? That's not difficult!"

This person spoke in a low voice, but attracted everyone's attention.

As soon as the white-haired middle-aged man stretched out his hand, there was more ink and paper in his hand. He picked up the brush and began to draw on the paper. With three or two strokes, he drew a black jar with a red sticker in the middle. wine character.

"Brother, the wine is here!"

The white-haired middle-aged man raised his hand, and a jet of water flew out of the mouth of the wine jar in the painting, and fell into the fat man's empty teacup.

After filling a glass of wine, the white-haired middle-aged man tilted the scroll slightly, and the water jet stopped.

And the fat man looked at this scene with a look of surprise, and he didn't react until the aroma of the wine smelt his nostrils. Without saying a word, he looked up to the sky and drank it, savored it carefully, and smacked his lips:

"Good wine! Good wine!"

As soon as this remark came out, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became heated, and someone wanted to ask for a glass of wine in this painting.

They are not afraid of being poisoned or anything.

This is the venue of the Lu family, who dares to make trouble?

The white-haired middle-aged man was not stingy either, he immediately threw the picture scroll out and passed it around between the theater tables, the person who got it could just tilt the picture scroll slightly, and pour out the wine just like a real wine jug, The end is magical.

But at this moment, the fat man who had drunk was dissatisfied again, smacking his lips and said:

"There is good wine, but good wine doesn't go well with good meat. Isn't it a waste? It's said that dragon meat from the sky and donkey meat from the ground. If there is donkey meat to go with the wine, how delicious it would be!"