Chapter 34 My Words Make Ghosts Know
"Everyone knows that in the realm of martial arts, if you don't advance, you will regress. But why is this so? Blood and Qi need to be maintained. The human body will go all the way from the bottom to the peak, and then inevitably slide down from the peak. Just like a thrown branch, no matter how high or how far it flies, there will be a day when it slides down."
Mo Qiu glanced at the crowd and said, "A newborn baby cannot master martial arts, and an old man in his twilight years cannot walk. This is such a simple truth, everyone knows it, but few people think about the connection between them. Flowers that have missed their season will never bloom again, and muddy water at the source will never be clear.
You must admit that human power is limited before you can explore your own limits. Before the end comes, seize the time to climb to your personal peak, this is the so-called martial arts! "
A man who looked quite old in the crowd couldn't help but ask, "As you said, those of us who practice martial arts acquired later in life will never be able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts?"
"What kind of peak counts?"
Mo Qiu asked, "Is it the realm that others talk about, or is it your own limit? If you just want to guard someone's house, it's not too late even if you are in your thirties or forties. If you want to open a martial arts school, it's okay to learn in your teens. But if you want to become famous, it depends not only on your own efforts, but also on the efforts of people all over the world.
Everyone doesn't practice martial arts, even if you have only practiced for two years, you are still a peerless master, is this considered the pinnacle?"
The man was speechless for a moment.
“Learning martial arts is not cultivating immortals. There is no way to reach the top overnight, nor can you make rapid progress overnight. Diligent study and practice are the true taste that must be savored.” Mo Qiu said without sparing words.
"It would be great if you knew some magic skills and could teach them to us!"
Someone in the crowd spoke up, immediately causing a burst of laughter.
"Immortal technique?"
Mo Qiu sneered and said without any ambiguity: "I don't believe in immortal magic."
The laughter was suddenly extinguished as if it was strangled.
It turns out that everyone in the imperial capital is very sensitive.
Seeking immortals and asking for the way is certainly not something that cannot be mentioned, after all, Emperor Zong Ming likes this the most.
But questioning the existence of immortality is just like pointing at Emperor Zong Ming’s face and scolding him for being deceived for fifteen years!
"There are legends about immortals everywhere, but who has really seen an immortal? People take things they have never seen as real just because they have been passed down by word of mouth, and even think that they can ascend to heaven in one step as long as they learn the immortal method. How is this different from those children who think they can become invincible in the world if they pick up a martial arts book?"
Instead of restraining himself, Mo Qiu made wanton judgments.
Everyone no longer agreed and refuted it.
"At the end of the northern border, there is a mountain called Zhou. It reaches the sky and is so high that it cannot be seen. Even though countless people with lofty ideals have tried their best to climb it, they all return with regret after seeing its limit. That mountain is what the immortals left behind. As long as you climb to the top, you can enter the fairyland. How can it be true?"
"That's right! There is also a cliff at the end of the South China Sea, where there are two statues of a Taoist priest and a Buddha, each of which is a hundred feet long, staring at the South China Sea. The ingenuity of the statue is beyond human power. Isn't it a miracle of the gods?"
"It is in the territory of the Dayue Dynasty. It is said that the rift in Yuzhou was created by an immortal using sword energy. Otherwise, how could an endless abyss appear out of nowhere?"
One voice after another sounded, some kind of miracle that could not be accomplished by human power, or some abnormal existences were mentioned one by one as evidence of the existence of the immortal law mentioned by everyone.
"What you said may be true."
Mo Qiu waited quietly until the voices of condemnation died down before he spoke again.
But he changed the subject and continued, "But those things have existed for at least a thousand years. And the world is so magnificent and vast that it is difficult to set foot in every country in a lifetime. How can I know all the mysteries?
I don't know whether immortals absolutely do not exist. What is certain is that no matter how many stories of immortals we have heard, we have never actually seen an immortal. If there really are immortals in the world, please ask them to kill me to prove their existence!"
Kill me to prove his existence!
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
Mo Qiu was serious about it and even bet his own life.
"How could an immortal reveal his whereabouts at will? Even if you have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, he will not look down on you. How could he attack you? Everyone can talk nonsense!" said the person who reacted.
"If immortals don't care about the doubts of the world, then they naturally don't care about praise or insults. In this case, what use is the existence of immortals to the world? They are no better than a piece of firewood - they can be used to make fire and cook." Mo Qiu said with his hands spread out.
It's hard to accept this.
Do you mean the immortals care? Or do you mean the immortals don't care?
How could they know whether the immortals cared or not! It was just that the emperor believed it, and had believed it for so many years, so they still believed it in their hearts to some extent.
Unable to respond at this time, many people simply said a few words and left.
Before leaving, he vowed to spread Mo Qiu's wild words.
If he really dies an unnatural death one day, there will definitely be immortals who will be unhappy to hear about it, because it is his own fault.
All of a sudden, more than half of the people in Dingsheng Building were gone.
If you pay closer attention, you will find that most of the people who leave are just there to watch the fun, they don't have any martial arts skills and are not interested in Mo Qiu's abilities.
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"interesting."
Zen Master Buwu's eyes sparkled with brilliance, as if he had really watched a good show.
To openly declare that "immortals do not exist" in the imperial capital means that the person is either crazy about fame or has his own ideas.
Judging from Mo Qiu's strength, he shouldn't be crazy about becoming famous.
When no one finally left, Mo Qiu continued, "I don't believe in immortals in the world, I only believe in ghosts and gods in the sky.
Ghosts and gods not only exist, but can also reward and punish the good and evil in the world. Those who do not manage their crops on time will certainly not get a good harvest; those who like to go against the movement of day and night will be in a daze all day long; those who know how to adjust themselves according to the changes of the four seasons will also usher in a good harvest and wealth.
I am telling you that ghosts are not immortals among humans, but are the will of heaven!
Those who obey Him are rewarded, and those who disobey Him are punished. He is impartial and selfless, righteous and silent. He exists between heaven and earth, and all things are in His arms. Human power cannot explore His root, but His rewards and punishments lead to blessings and disasters, which must be observed.
Upon hearing this, Master Buwu asked, "Since you don't believe in the existence of immortals in the mortal world, why do you believe in the existence of such a ghost?"
"No."
Mo Qiu shook his head slightly and added: "The ghost god I'm talking about doesn't need to be worshipped, nor does it need to constrain oneself to adapt to excessive and cumbersome etiquette. If you do the right thing, He will reward you; if you do the wrong thing, He will punish you. It has nothing to do with anything else.
The key is whether you can consciously act according to the correct morality you uphold without anyone around, rather than trying to please Him in order to get rewards. These are clearly two different existences, how can they be confused?"
After listening for a long time, Gu sighed in worry.
Moqiu also has good intentions, but what effect can these good intentions have?
Heretics are more hateful than enemies, and this has always been the case since ancient times.
"Let's go."
Gu Dan, who understood what was happening, pulled Wang Mang and signaled him to follow him.
(End of this chapter)