The ancients had great wisdom and supernatural powers, but what they lacked in the Dharma and Way was to make up for it in the innate way.
Practitioners should understand the way of heaven and understand the mystery of the natural laws of heaven and earth, and then have the courage to climb, advance bravely in rapids, be fearless and fearless, make breakthroughs in life and death, and learn to be brave after bathing in blood. This is cultivation.
The road is vast, every plant, every tree, every word, every deed, is the Tao. Although there are countless people who seek the Tao, there are only one in tens of millions of people who can cultivate the Tao. If one person achieves the Tao, there will be mountains of dead bones at his feet, seas of blood, and thousands of residual souls, just like going to hell. However, the Dharma is not something to be afraid of, and even if the reality is cruel, one cannot retreat. Half a step, our cultivation is to go against the will of heaven, throw our heads, shed our blood, fight with heaven, and strive for the slightest opportunity in the dark. Even if we are like moths rushing to the fire, we will not hesitate for a moment; if we are afraid of hands and feet, have a wandering Taoist mind, and have no thoughts of invincibility, we will only talk about standing at the top, and there is no need to be detached.
Since the beginning of time, the spiritual platforms of all living beings have been covered in dust, and they are unclear about the Dharma. They cannot look into taboos...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
