Chapter VIII Cultivation of Immortals is a Dead End
Li Hongru was indeed born ordinary.
His father, Li Baoguo, was a businessman selling cloth in the East City. From scratch, Li Baoguo finally settled down in Chang'an City.
There is no wealth, but also a well-off society.
According to Li Baoguo, the royal family was in conflict decades ago, with disputes and wars.
Finally, it is the current Emperor Tang to take office.
Many people took advantage of this storm and stood on the branches, possessing great abilities, becoming a family of high-ranking officials, etc.
Li Baoguo had limited ability, but he just followed and eventually developed commercially.
The Li family has no worries about food and clothing, and life is better than many people.
But to be honest, the Li family really belongs to an ordinary class.
Without the shade of ancestors and the top-level interpersonal relationships, it is difficult to obtain much assistance.
With just one glance, Yuan Shoucheng had already seen through everything about Li Hongru.
For an ordinary person, there is no problem with living a healthy life, but it is undoubtedly a whimsical idea to break through this class.
Without a deep foundation, even the opportunity to defy the sky is hard to obtain.
Just like those who read, nine out of ten people are stupid, with the great way in front of them, but it is difficult to understand anything.
There are not so many wise masters in this world who are willing to put down their bodies and spend time guiding someone who has not yet started.
If you understand, you understand, if you don’t understand, you don’t understand.
For many students, if they do not have family background and background, they can only rely on that light of enlightenment to understand many scriptures.
Or like the monk who practices asceticism, he meditates all year round, goes back and forth, and devotes his mind to almost a set of scriptures for the rest of his life, and finally realizes the mystery.
"Apart from a lifetime of longevity, what's the point of being immortal? When we lose our mortal body and go to the heavenly court, we are just an unknown and lowly people. We might as well live a wonderful life in the world."
Yuan Tiangang's face was a little proud.
He is obviously familiar with an uncle like Yuan Shoucheng.
As a new high-ranking official in the court, he was full of energy at this time and did not have much thought of becoming an immortal in his mind.
"They occupied the Immortal Court and formed a dynasty. Any immortal who became an immortal must be governed and enthroned."
"It turns out that what I want to become an immortal is to be free and easy. At this time, becoming an immortal is just to be a restrained immortal, with no fun."
"The new immortals have no power to resist. Their immortals are really stable."
"There are thousands of roads, but only cultivation of immortals is a dead end. You can only go to the Immortal Court to be a dog."
"Although the fairy world is good, the only world in the human world is the hometown."
Yuan Shoucheng gave Li Hongru a free fate, which also caused some topics.
Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Tiangang whispered to each other, and their figures gradually faded away. Only then did Li Hongru shake his head and wake up.
"Bah, I don't believe you fortune tellers nonsense."
Li Hongru spat hard.
Until today, he did not believe in fortune telling.
He just suffered from the impact of the worldview and was eager to find some people who might exist to find out some information.
But this does not mean that he fully trusts and believes what the other party mentioned.
After all, Li Hongru was just thinking about seeking some psychological comfort and also trying to find out a possible direction.
This is a choice that people are prone to when they are confused.
But the result was not as Li Hongru thought, and he got a lottery ticket.
"I also say that my fate is up to me, and I can't help it. I'll let you be a fortune teller, hum~"
Li Hongru hummed in anger for a while before he lifted his legs and walked towards the east city.
He was a human being for two lifetimes, but he was pretty good-looking and had not completely fallen into this kind of verbal.
The magic is magical, but Li Hongru doesn't believe that the other party can determine everything about him at a glance.
If he spoke ill of each other, Li Hongru could give to 99% of people with the saying "It is ordinary to be born, it is difficult to reach the great road, it is difficult to have a fate of immortality, and the future is not bright."
This is a panacea word.
But Yuan Shoucheng knew his purpose, which was an amazing skill.
Li Hongru looked at himself.
At this time, I was only sixteen years old, my face was a bit tender, and I was still young.
If you want to live a life, young people like him are mostly asking about learning and future.
Li Hongru thought for a while and felt that he had found some basis for Yuan Shoucheng's judgment.
The blind man can still observe his words and expressions, let alone a magician like Yuan Shoucheng.
He comforted himself for a while, and the influence given by Yuan Shoucheng gradually disappeared.
"Immortal Court!"
When erasing his own problems, he occasionally recalled the whispers of the two.
The immortal discussed by Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Tiangang is indeed different from the immortal he ideal.
If becoming an immortal is just a lowly member of the immortal court and needs to be under jurisdiction, how many great people in this world are willing to become an immortal?
I was a genius, but I turned into a lowly person again.
No matter how good the world is, it is difficult to stay safe.
"There is a dead end to cultivation."
Li Hongru murmured a sentence that Yuan Tiangang mentioned in a low voice.
This was an unexpected gain, at least allowing Li Hongru to know some content beyond his cognition.
At this time, the sun sets and the sky gradually sinks.
Thinking of Li Baoguo's family rules and taking a fixed time to go home for dinner, Li Hongru's legs and feet couldn't help but count the points and gradually started running.
Step out from Chunxi Street and enter another alley.
After trotting for more than ten minutes, he had gradually moved away from the west gate area of Chang'an City.
There are no street lights on the street, which looks a little dark.
At this time, some shops and houses began to light candles, reflecting light.
The people on the streets quickly became scarce.
I occasionally saw some people walking in a hurry, looking for a place to stay.
In addition to specific days of the month and various festivals every year, there are few places to gather after nightfall in Chang'an City.
Most people go to bed right into the night.
A small number of rich people also found the venue early and began to have fun.
But relatively speaking, the overall environment at this time is quite clear and there are few dirty things.
With a sound of night's thrust, it was hard to see the street where Li Hongru stepped into at this time.
The night is getting darker, and it is about half an hour away from Bowang Street, East City.
When he went back this time, he would have to be scolded by Li Baoguo and complained by Ke Shi. Li Hongru felt a little depressed when he thought about the couple.
But when he thought of the "Mingting Sutra" that Rong Caijun would tinker with in the past two days, he felt happy again.
Anyway, this may be a new starting point, and he still has a high hope.
The sound of low footsteps roared in the alleys, and then gradually faded away.
When Li Hongru ran, there were no figures on the street and darkness was all over his eyes.
At this time, he relies on memory and the dim light in some high-rise buildings to move forward, and his vision is limited, which forced him to slow down slightly to prevent himself from accidentally hitting something.
While moving quickly, he saw a white-clothed man in front of him holding an umbrella, shaking around the streets, touching the walls from time to time.
This is obviously a bad guy who has not returned home at night.
"This is Anjuli Street. Go a hundred steps forward and enter Jinsui Street. Do you want to play the lead or find your way home? Don't go wrong..."
When Li Hongru kindly reminded him, the handsome man in white put down his umbrella and twisted his body slightly towards him.
"Give me back my life!"
A low voice rang.
This also made Li Hongru's scalp numb.
Chapter completed!