Way of Immortal Sovereign

Listening to the old scholar's wry smile and long sigh, both Yan Shenggong and Li Taibai were shocked, like being struck by lightning.

How detached is the demigod realm?

Not to mention that the existence of this realm surpasses the saints, even relying on geographical advantages, it can also contend against the true gods!

What a formidable realm and power is this, why is it related to those uncomfortable words in the mouth of Yasheng?

Prisoner, does it mean a saint?

The road of no return, does it mean the road of spiritual practice?

Shenggong Yan and Li Taibai looked at each other, both of them saw the shock and horror in each other's eyes. Finally, the two of them turned their eyes to the old scholar, respectfully and said: "I beg Yasheng to solve the confusion!"

The old scholar sighed, and after a long silence, he said quietly: "In fact, there is nothing to say. In the final analysis, it's just their own choices."

"Everyone knows that the supreme lifespan is ten thousand years, and the sage life is one hundred thousand years, but it is not clear how short a hundred thousand years of life is for a saint."

Asheng continued to speak, his voice helpless and bitter, "One hundred thousand years of life, if it weren't truly amazing, talented, and unparalleled, it would be impossible to explore the mystery of the divine way during this period of time, and truly achieve the sacred and enchanted. If you can’t do it, what will happen once the life limit expires?"

The old scholar looked at Yan Shenggong and Li Taibai, and asked strangely.

"Find the elixir, or kill yourself?"

Li Taibai spoke in a deep voice, his expression extremely solemn.

The old Confucian nodded lightly, seeming to feel a little emotional: "It's a pity that the elixir is so rare, so rare that it almost doesn't exist, even a saint can't easily find it."

"Then you can only cut yourself with a knife?"

Shenggong Yan frowned, hesitatingly said, "Speaking of being cut with a single knife, right? Just like Canglan of the Cang clan, he has survived from the end of ancient times to the present, at least for millions of years, and there are other saints from the three realms. , And they have survived for hundreds of thousands of years by this method. Although they will fall from the peak after a self-slash and become bound, but as long as they are still alive, there is a glimmer of hope to break through the divine way, if you can truly achieve the holy and enlightenment during this period , Can't that break the shackles and regain a new life?"

"I only know one, but don't know the other."

The old Confucian sighed and shook his head, and his expression became more and more weird: "The world only knows that a self-cutting sword will drop to the peak, but they don't know that there is another biggest drawback...It is that although this knife slows the passage of vitality, it also cuts oneself. It’s impossible to go out of the saint and enter the gods for the whole life, and he will be trapped in the realm of a saint for the rest of his life, and he is the weakest saint of that kind!"

"If it weren't for that, for millions of years, how could the Cang Clan Canglan never set foot on the divine way? Is the aptitude of an existence capable of becoming a saint really so unbearable?"

"How fair is the avenue, you want to have it naturally, you have to give up, and a self-cutting knife can indeed slow the passage of life and survive for a long time, but because of this, you have become a prisoner of this world and will never be able to break through the realm of the saints. Does it make sense?"

The old Confucian student's voice was not loud, but it fell in the ears of Shenggong Yan and Li Taibai, but it was like a sky thunder, deafening, because even the two of them did not know the secrets about this self-slashing knife, and the Confucian classics did not record it.

However, after thinking about it, both of them are relieved. After all, how detached and rare saints are. There are only a few people who have come here since ancient times. In the history of Confucianism, there has never been a saint who cuts himself. As for the few in the world today , Perhaps I still don't know the drawbacks of this method, or have already noticed a little bit, but they all want to hide this secret to maintain the majesty of the immortal pinnacle.

"Slicing oneself, quitting the path of practice, is not worth the loss."

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Shenggong Yan and Li Taibai whispered, but the old scholar smiled sarcastically, "You must know that although the existence that can achieve the status of a saint is extremely talented, but if you want to see the threshold of the gods in one hundred thousand years, if there is no great opportunity , It is absolutely impossible. At that time, it will break through hopelessness, and the life limit will be in front of you, even with the saint’s Taoism, can you really face death calmly? At that time, there will be several saints in the world who can choose not to linger. Survive?"

"Furthermore, even if you see the threshold of Shinto, you also know how difficult it is to go out of the Holy Way. At that time, even if there is a holy person who hopes to set foot on Shinto, he will not necessarily have the courage to take that step, even if it takes that. After one step, a demigod can be achieved, and the lifespan will increase to a million years, and few people still dare to gamble."

Having said this, the expression on the old Confucian student's face became more and more weird, "You two, do you know why this is?"

Sheng Gong Yan and Li Taibai shook their heads in a cold sweat.

"Because after taking that step... it is tantamount to embarking on a path of no return! It must be truly achieved from the demigod realm within a million years. If it cannot be done, the limit will only fall if the limit is reached. One way."

The old scholar sighed, his complex expression was somewhat helpless and bitter, "Because as long as you step into the semi-god realm, you can no longer cut yourself, and there is no longer the option of lingering and breathing!"

"Slashing yourself and becoming a prisoner of heaven and earth is exclusive to the realm of saints. Demigods, gods, and even legendary immortals can't do this."

"The Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth, how fair and cruel!"

"The road of no return, the road of decapitation, if you can't reach the other shore after you set foot on it, you will have to die."

"Millions of years sound very long, right? After glancing at the Shinto realm, do you think it’s only a matter of time to get involved in it? Wrong, totally wrong! The old man has become a demigod for more than seven hundred thousand years. The scenery is here for a long time, but I still can't enter the room, and it's not even possible at all. Not to mention the remaining 300,000 years, even if it is given to the old for a million years, I dare not say that I will be able to become a god."

"This step is so difficult..."

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The old scholars laughed at themselves again and again, and the emotions of regret or bitterness appeared in their eyes, which made Yan Shenggong and Li Taibai both feel numb and a little creepy.

How about Ashen talent?

Throughout the ages, Confucianism has countless sages and great abilities, and they can definitely rank in the top five!

But it was just this kind of surprise that was so beautiful, the supreme existence that shook the ancients and the present, took a full 700,000 years, and was still stuck outside the threshold of the Shinto realm.

This step was simply a gulf of heaven, so that Sheng Gong and Li Taibai didn't dare to think about the vastness and profoundness of it.

What made the two of them numb the most was that before stepping into the demigod realm, the cultivator had the option of slashing himself.

Without this choice, even those strong who stepped into the demigod realm would not see hope, they would not breed the most useless emotions such as regret and interfere with the shaky Taoist heart; and those who have clearly seen the divine Tao, and finally Retreating and choosing to slash oneself, what regret and unwillingness should he spend his entire life?

How many times will these people ask questions from the bottom of their hearts. If they didn't choose to kill themselves at the time, would they be another world now?

At this moment, Shenggong Yan and Li Taibai suddenly understood that the reason why the sages in the history of Confucianism did not tell and record these secrets was really because this choice was too much to torture the cultivator's Taoism.

For practitioners, this kind of torture of the Taoist heart should be delayed or not, and the later the better. Only when things come to the fore, is their own heart's choice, and only in this way, regardless of the future outcome after the choice, the bottom of their heart Your regrets and unwillingness will be minimized.