No Difference Between Immortals and Mortals

At the beginning of the 18th century, I was on a long journey to immortality, and my eyes suddenly glowed with golden light. Farewell to Gaotang and my hometown, my heart is filled with reluctance and my will is strengthened. Cultivation of immortality is always smooth, with hidden arrows and open spears and tricks. Once you enter the Tao, there is no way back, leaving only regrets and empty sighs. If you endure humiliation and avoid the sharp edge, you will be able to sharpen your edge. If the bottom line is exceeded, you will draw your sword. It doesn't matter if three thousand people are stained with blood. Who dares to deceive the heaven of enlightenment!