Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 2224: All Races in the World

"How dare you hit my brother, you old man!"

When Luan saw Qin Sang vomiting blood, he thought he was beaten by the old beggar. His eyes turned red and he punched the old beggar.

The parents outside heard Luan's shouting and ran in in panic.

Just as Luan’s fist was about to land on the old beggar’s face, the courtyard suddenly became quiet and the three of them froze in place.

The old beggar walked up to Qin Sang and held him with his hand. "You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. You dare to force yourself to practice the skills you just got."

Although he blamed me, there was a hint of appreciation in his tone.

Qin Sang's face turned pale and his eyes were terrified, as if he was frightened by the old beggar. He shrank back suddenly and the bamboo book fell to the ground. "What exactly did you give me?"

"You should be able to feel the benefits yourself! If you were not so bold as to forcefully absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into your body as soon as you sensed it, breaking through the barriers and rushing through the meridians, not only would you not be injured, but your illness would be cured by 80% to 90% immediately."

The old beggar shook his head, grabbed Qin Sang's wrist, and passed a wisp of true energy into his body.

Qin Sang's breathing stabilized and the color on his face gradually returned.

Everything was within his expectations, but he still had to act in a way that was in line with his teenage nature. His lips moved slightly and he said in a trembling voice, "You... who are you? What did you do to my parents and my elder brother?!"

"You just asked me if I was a god. Did you forget?"

The old beggar smiled, and clouds appeared under him. The clouds lifted him and Qin Sang up slowly, and in a blink of an eye they reached the same height as the top of the mountain.

There are mountains, plains and plains in all directions, and the people in the city are as small as ants, all in sight.

Qin Sang opened his mouth wide and grabbed the old beggar's sleeves tightly, too shocked to speak.

The old beggar stroked his beard and secretly observed his future disciple, feeling very satisfied.

"Are you a god?" Qin Sang murmured.

"I am not a true immortal, just a cultivator. Only when you cultivate to the extreme, you can reach the realm of immortals."

The old beggar stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the distant mountains, and said quietly, "Of course, in the eyes of the world, practitioners like me do have the power of gods."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Qin Sang and said straight to the point, "Would you like to take me as your master and follow me back to the mountains to practice?"

"I?"

Qin Sang pointed at himself, incredulous, "Can I become a god, too?"

"Of course you can. People who practice cultivation are just mortals who have embarked on the path of cultivation. As long as you have a firm heart and a deep affinity, you will eventually become an immortal. But that will be a long, long time in the future."

Qin Sang opened his mouth, as if the shock was too great to digest for a moment, and suddenly blurted out: "But my family can't afford a teacher."

"Ha ha……"

The old beggar laughed out loud.

Qin Sang seemed to realize that he had said something stupid, and his face turned red with shame.

This performance was indeed quite tiring. Qin Sang took every tiny detail into consideration and tried his best to make his words and actions fit the identity of a country boy. In the end, he did not reveal any flaws in front of the old beggar.

Of course, the old beggar was extremely satisfied with Qin Sang. Even if Qin Sang said something out of line, he would still think that his disciple was different and innocent.

The two of them landed slowly on the ground, their status having already been determined in the sky.

The old beggar said, "Other Taoist friends call me Master Tongshen, and the mountain gate is at Yuanjing Mountain. Since you have agreed to take me as your master, you should follow me to Yuanjing Mountain to practice. I will give you three days to say goodbye to your family."

Qin Sang begged, "Master, can you take my parents and my elder brother to Yuanjing Mountain as well?"

Master Tongshen shook his head decisively: "The Dharma cannot be passed on lightly. They have no affinity with the Immortal Dharma. Don't worry, disciple. I will ensure that they will enjoy a life of wealth and prosperity, and be free from illness and disaster. When you have achieved success in your cultivation, you can come down the mountain to visit them at any time."

After a pause, he patted Qin Sang on the shoulder and sighed, "My disciple, you must know that when you embark on the path of cultivation, you must first endure the pain of loneliness and separation before you can achieve anything!"

Next, Master Tongshen untied the restraints on Qin Sang's family and explained the whole story to them.

The parents and the eldest brother were skeptical until the Master Tongshen performed a few magic spells. Only then did they dare to believe that Qin Sang had been chosen by the immortal and was to be accepted as a disciple.

After the ecstasy, the mother learned that Qin Sang was going to follow Master Tongshen to practice in a distant place, and they would rarely see each other for the next year. The mother could not help but weep softly.

Master Tongshen suggested that he could help them move their family to a place not far from Yuanjing Mountain, but they had lived here for generations and were unwilling to leave their hometown. Besides, even if the place was closer, Qin Sang could not easily go down the mountain.

Master Tongshen then proposed to buy them a big house in Fengcheng, but they also refused to move into the city and only accepted some silver and money given by Master Tongshen.

When the two brothers were chatting these days, Qin Sang always heard his father mention a girl from a family in the east of the village, so he urged his parents and eldest brother to go and propose marriage, and bring his sister-in-law home before he left.

The parents hesitated for a moment, and then brought gifts to visit that night. It just so happened that the girl also had a secret crush on Luan.

The in-laws thought the time was too short, but when they learned that Luan's brother was about to travel far away, they could understand their difficulties, and the betrothal gifts were generous enough. Everything was kept simple, and all the procedures from proposing to marrying were completed in just three days.

On the evening of the third day, the house was decorated with lights and a banquet was held. Everyone happily sent the newlyweds to the bridal chamber. Master Tongshen also had gifts for the newlyweds and Qin Sang's parents.

The next day, before dawn, the master and his disciple left the village without disturbing anyone.

The moonlight was dim and I could barely see the road under my feet.

The village was still asleep. Qin Sang looked back every few steps and could see the red lanterns hanging at the door of his house.

On the one hand, it was done for Master Tongshen to see, and on the other hand, just a few days of worldly life left a deep impression on Qin Sang.

"Good disciple, tell me, how much do you understand of the technique I gave you?"

"Yes, Master."

Qin Sang retracted his gaze and said carefully, "I didn't understand anything. I just followed what was written above..."

Qin Sang controlled the timing, spoke briefly, and deliberately exposed a few mistakes.

When Master Tongshen heard this, the joy on his face became more and more intense. Although his disciple's answer was very immature, it could be seen that he had a very high level of comprehension, which was something he had never seen in his life!

Dawn.

All sounds are silent.

An old man and a young man were walking on the avenue. There was no one around. As a hint of paleness appeared in the east, two long shadows were cast on the ground.

From time to time, the sound of conversation between the master and the disciple could be heard, usually it was Master Tongshen talking and Qin Sang listening.

Master Tongshen was mainly explaining the essence of the exercises to Qin Sang, but Qin Sang naturally didn't need any explanation and pretended to study seriously, but his thoughts had already flown to other places.

From Master Tongshen's statement, Qin Sang discovered that the concept of spiritual roots seemed to have not yet emerged in this era, and Master Tongshen's understanding of cultivation was also different from that of the present world, although they led to the same goal.

He was anxious to find out what the wanted order was all about and who had issued it, but he knew he couldn't be too hasty and could only be patient and be a good disciple in front of Master Tongshen.

As the conversation between master and disciple became more and more in-depth, Master Tongshen's eyes were filled with surprise. The comprehension of his good disciple was even higher than he had imagined. Not only could he draw inferences about other cases from one example, but he could even draw ten inferences from one example. The questions he asked seemed naive, but they actually hit the nail on the head when he thought about it carefully!

This was what Qin Sang did on purpose. He acted like an unrivaled genius in front of Master Tongshen, and it was only natural that his cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds afterwards.

Master Tongshen finally couldn't hold back any longer, and took Qin Sang on a cloud and flew towards the mountain gate, so that Qin Sang could pay homage to the ancestor and enter the mountain gate as soon as possible, as if he was afraid that his disciple would be snatched away by someone.

After these days of contact, Qin Sang judged that Master Tongshen was at least at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Master, you can even fly in the clouds, why do you still want to be a beggar?" Qin Sang raised his head and pretended to be innocent.

"My teacher has encountered a bottleneck in his practice and wanted to look for opportunities in the mortal world. Although I have not been able to find a chance to break through, God has been kind to me and let me meet a good disciple," Master Tongshen stroked Qin Sang's little head with a smile on his face.

Qin Sang was getting goosebumps all over his body, but he had no choice but to endure it and continue asking his 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 met such a master since he embarked on the immortal path.

In the past, when I saw the deep love between masters and apprentices and the masters wholeheartedly paving the way for their apprentices, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t envious. I didn’t expect it to come true in my fantasy.

Qin Sang sighed inwardly.

The two of them were speeding through the sky, with mountains and rivers flying past beneath their feet.

After flying for a while, Qin Sang suddenly saw Master Tongshen frowned, pointed the crutch in his hand downwards, and a green light wall suddenly rose up, covering them.

Then, Master Tongshen looked around and took Qin Sang to a cave on a cliff. The entrance of the cave was blocked by a light wall.

"Master, what's wrong?" Qin Sang already had a guess in his mind and asked even though he knew the answer.

"Some unpleasant guys are coming," Master Tongshen said, "You have seen them before."

Before he could finish his words, a long rainbow appeared in the sky, flying over their heads without any disguise, without noticing them.

This long rainbow had appeared in Fengcheng before. Qin Sang saw that it was the escape light of immortal cultivators and suspected that they were the ones who sent the wanted warrant.

At this time, through the magic of Master Tongshen, Qin Sang could clearly see the owner of the escaping light.

In the escaping light, there is a precious chariot with tasseled curtains, which is extremely luxurious.

Sitting on the chariot was a little eagle, with a crown on its head and black feathers edged with gold threads, adding a bit of nobility. Its body was round and as big as a human head, and it sat lazily, with a table of delicious food in front of it.

There is a beautiful maid on each side, serving it. I don't know whether the maids are human or transformed monsters.

The people pulling the cart in front of the precious chariot were actually human beings, two young men with excellent looks.

Surprisingly, they were not the drivers, but the horses, with the reins on them!

"Ugh!"

Master Tongshen sighed deeply, "As a cultivator, you don't want to practice hard, but are willing to be a servant and mount for monsters. You have no shame!"

Qin Sang could tell that Master Tongshen was not scolding these people, but was feeling sad for them.

This kind of deep sorrow should not just be caused by these few people.

Qin Sang thought of the classics he had read before. It is difficult to find detailed records of ancient times in the world today. The records in the classics are vague, but from a few words it can be seen that when the demons ruled the world, the situation of the human race was not optimistic.

"Master, who are they? Is that little eagle also a cultivator?" Qin Sang asked as he looked at Changhong going away.

Master Tongshen asked back, "My disciple, do you know why you have to worship the sacred bird, and even why harming any flying bird will be severely punished?"

Qin Sang was shocked. "Could it be..."

"Exactly!"

The sadness in Master Tongshen's eyes did not disappear, but became even stronger. "Because this is the territory of the Golden Eagle Clan. According to the laws of heaven, we are all the people of the Golden Eagle Clan. That little eagle is the king sent by the Golden Eagle Clan to rule this territory. Although it is only in the spiritual realm, when I see it, I have to pay homage to it. Otherwise, it will complain to the Golden Eagle Clan and punish me for disrespect."

"Spiritual Realm?"

Qin Sang inquired and learned that Lingming Realm refers to a realm of demon cultivation.

This realm is very broad, ranging from the enlightenment of monsters to the birth of monster pills, and it fully encompasses the three realms of mortal monsters, monster spirits, and monster pills in later generations.

Master Tongshen revealed the tip of the iceberg, allowing Qin Sang to truly appreciate the difference between the present and the past.

"Master, are you also afraid of the Golden Eagle Tribe? Are we humans born to be bullied by the Golden Eagle Tribe?" Qin Sang said indignantly.

Master Tongshen showed a look of relief. He was originally worried that his disciple had been worshiping the sacred bird since childhood and this concept was deeply rooted. It seemed that he was worrying too much.

He was ready to let his disciple truly experience the difficulties of the human race. He said in a sad tone: "Not only the Golden Eagle Clan, but all the other races in the world can oppress us, but our human race has the lowest status. The human race living in the Golden Eagle Clan's territory is considered lucky. 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, with five colors and patterns. The pattern on the head is called virtue, the pattern on the wings is called righteousness, the pattern on the back is called courtesy, the pattern on the chest is called benevolence, and the pattern on the belly is called faith. They pay attention to benevolence, courtesy, and righteousness, and use this to educate their people, regardless of their ethnic origin. At least the human race under the rule of the Phoenix Clan can live a normal life and reproduce. The same kind born in the territories of other races may be in a more miserable situation than slaves. Some are even raised as food in their mouths and stomachs, and are hunted and killed at will, and they are in constant fear."

"what?!"

Qin Sang's face was filled with shock.

The human race is so humble!

“Since there are tens of thousands of races in the world, why do you target only our human race?” Qin Sang did not expect that the human race’s situation was even more difficult than what was recorded.

He could understand why the Jade Emperor was revered by all generations.

"It is said that it was not like this when the gods were around. The gods treated all living beings equally, without any distinction between high and low. For some unknown reason, all the gods suddenly disappeared, and all races rose up to seize the throne, leading to the current situation."

Master Tongshen sighed, "The biggest reason why other tribes target our human race is the heavenly tribulation."

Qin Sang's heart moved, "Heavenly tribulation?"

Master Tongshen nodded, "My disciple, you will understand in the future. When a cultivator reaches a certain realm, he will destroy the principles of heaven and earth. Every time he breaks through the realm, he will be punished by heaven. Even in ordinary times, there will be thunder from heaven after a period of time. However, the thunder of other races is golden, but the thunder of our human cultivators is blue, so they are beaten into aliens." (End of this chapter)