Above Mortals

The ancient kingdom of God regarded human beings as slaves and used the way of heaven as a cage to control the life and death of all beings. After the God-Slaying War, the Holy Saint transformed into Heaven, the Holy Master turned into a candle to illuminate the world, and the world gained a chance to breathe - but Heaven was not dead, and the chess game was not over. Li Shaoyang, a young man from Guide Town, copied books in the bookstore, squatted on horseback in the courtyard, and shook his fist in front of the grave. He ignorantly entered this chess game that spanned three hundred years. He didn't know that he was the fifth person chosen by Mr. Guigu. He didn't know that the broken sword in his waist had stabbed the Emperor of Heaven in the Battle of Gods. He didn't know that those who taught him boxing, taught him techniques, and died for him were all waiting for him to finish chopping that sword. This is a story about "slowness": a mortal with no talent, using the clumsiest way to polish every inch of his muscles and bones, and spending two hundred years to carve the word "guard" into the Taoist heart. This is also a story about "being a human being": the rules of Legalism, the conquests of military strategists, the pragmatism of Mohism, the benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism, the cultivation of mind of Taoism - he walked through the paths of hundreds of schools of thought one by one, and finally discovered: practicing is not to become a saint, but to be worthy of those who have names on their graves. The Tao is to eat well, sleep well, and be a good person.