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When Qi Fei became an immortal through cultivation, no one from the entire immortal world came to congratulate him. "Master, Master, you became an immortal so quickly. You are probably the first person in history. Why doesn't anyone come to congratulate you?" Qi Fei: "I don't know, I'm probably jealous." "No, Master, they just think that you talk in a vague and confusing way all day long, and don't speak human words." Qi Fei: "That's not confusion, but dialectical thinking! I've made it simple enough!" "Master, is there any simpler way to cultivate immortality?" "Action and knowledge are one. Since they can't understand, they should be able to understand what I do!" "Master, their entire sect has been promoted by you, do you still need to learn from this?" Qi Fei: "Of course I have to learn! Those old guys pretend to be cool in front of me all day long, saying that I have only been practicing for a few years." "If you practice for a long time and become powerful, then the most powerful person in the world of immortality must be the bastard, right?" "I killed them and called them to slay demons and protect the Tao! Practice brings true knowledge!"