After traveling through time and becoming the young apprentice of Qing Leng Sword Lord, I received a training instruction.
Master Gu Changyuan, dressed in white and cold, his swordsmanship is the best in the world of cultivation. He solemnly told me:
"Disciple, if you want to cultivate the supreme sword heart, you must first cut off the evil fate of the mortal world."
I thought hard for three days.
There are only two of us, master and disciple, on the barren mountain. We have no worldly affairs to worry about, and no one to love.
I really can't figure out why I am bound by the world of mortals.
Until the saints of the Hehuan Sect frequently went to the mountain to entangle themselves, the princesses from the demon world came all the way to propose marriage, and the fairies and witches from all over the world came one after another, all of them came to meet the master.
It dawned on me.
Master must be worried that my Taoist mind is unstable and my practice will be disturbed by his peach blossoms.
In order to devote myself to cultivating Taoism and relieve Master's worries, I made up my mind.
Since the world of mortals is hard to break, the sources that give rise to the world of mortals should be properly placed one by one.
Since then, there has been a wave of matchmaking in the world of cultivation.
Intention: Everything in the world of mortals starts from obsession, and it is not necessary to break the obsession. Only by guarding it with sincerity can we realize the supreme road.