The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

"Do you believe that man can conquer heaven, or do you believe that fate is determined by heaven?", the ethereal voice repeated again.

He continued: "We are all practitioners. We seize the opportunities of all things, supplement ourselves with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and walk through the years. Can you tell me, is this practice going against heaven or in line with heaven?"

"There is no answer to this. Heaven and earth give birth to all spirits. We are born by relying on heaven and earth. We should obey the sky. As for our way to seek immortality, it is also a glimmer of hope left by heaven for us. It is not called obeying the sky. It is also called obeying the sky. It’s not like going against heaven.”

Immediately, a shopkeeper responded loudly, saying that this dispute of 'goodness and evil' has been going on for countless years, and it purely depends on personal understanding.

But at this time, Li Chuyi's voice sounded, "Senior Ghost, this junior feels that the so-called monks are against the sky, not the sky above us, but the sky in our hearts, and this 'heaven', It refers to accepting things and not daring to fight, and it refers to the shackles that imprison oneself."

"It's like the great scholars in the world. In the minds of the younger generation, they push the old and bring forth the new, which can break the obsession in their hearts. This is also going against heaven."

The scene fell silent, and everyone couldn't help but look over, as if it was their first time meeting this great shopkeeper in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Go against the will of your heart? Tsk, tsk, the future generations are to be feared!"

After a moment, the ethereal voice sighed, "Then tell me, why do you practice?"

"Why practice?" Li Chu was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen the young man who left the village again.

His voice was not loud, but it was like a bright moon and a clear breeze, soothing one's heart. He said without a doubt, "The practice I longed for back then was to be free and carefree, to explore mountains and rivers, and to experience the fireworks of the world."

"Back then? What about now?"

"Now!" Li Chu paused and couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile, "Now it's like being in a dye vat, unable to escape or be at ease."

When all the shopkeepers heard this, they couldn't help but feel touched in their hearts. No matter what their cultivation status was, as long as they set foot on this road, they would be walking on thin ice.

"Okay, this is all a digression. Next, let's talk about Tao, the way of luck." That voice interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"How?", a shopkeeper immediately asked.

"Of course I have my own method. In fact, I have tried it too many times myself, but after wandering on the sea for so long, this is the first time I have met a living person, so I want to try it with you."

The ghost continued, "What you have here is actually just a consciousness. The real body is still on the ship, and everything here is evolved by my Taoism. It can be said that they are all fake, but here it is It’s real again.”

"And my purpose is to discuss with you whether everything we have is due to our own efforts or luck."

Everyone was still confused after hearing this, and Li Chuyi couldn't help but ask, "Senior, what is the argument?"

"Haha, it's simple. Didn't you realize that your cultivation level is only at the third level of Qi refining, and that your various talents such as spiritual roots are inconsistent with your own body?"

After everyone listened, they all spoke one after another.

"I have a fire-based spiritual root, and the speed of sensing and absorbing spiritual energy is extremely amazing. In just such a short time, I feel like I will break through to the fourth level of Qi refining."

"I am a demon in my true form, but now I have spiritual roots like a human being, but they are three-line miscellaneous spiritual roots."

"I'm the worst. My natural talent was once said to be rare in a thousand years, but now I have five spiritual roots, and my ability to sense spiritual energy is frighteningly slow. I'm no different from a mortal."

At this time, the ethereal voice came up again, "You don't have to be surprised, this is all evolved by me. In this, you are all at the third level of Qi Refining. It can be said to be the same starting point."

"In addition, in order to ensure the accuracy of the results, you will forget who you are next and only regard yourself as the young disciples of the immortal sect on the mountainside."

"Also, your obsession with practice is also the same. You are all trying your best to become an immortal."

"The only thing that is different between you is your own talents and your own destiny, that is, luck."

"Please note that the luck here is not real, but is given to you randomly by me."

"Next, you will practice in that immortal gate, and I have set up many opportunities and disasters on your path of practice."

"And when you encounter opportunities, your cultivation will improve accordingly, but the amount of improvement depends on your talent. After all, those with outstanding talents will definitely gain more from the same opportunity."

"The same applies when encountering disaster."

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but frown. What kind of argument is this? Instead, it is like a game, treating them as tools and chess pieces that can be moved around at will.

"Aren't you a little disrespectful of us by acting like this?" a shopkeeper said coldly.

"Never, because you are also participants. As for the outcome, we might as well wait and see."

"What's the expectation? Since everyone has the same obsession with cultivation, naturally the stronger the talent, the stronger the cultivation level. As for luck, it is only an auxiliary and should not be the decisive factor.", someone said disdainfully.

"Maybe, we might as well give it a try!", the misty voice seemed to have deep meaning, "Then let's start, for a period of three hundred years. The time here is also evolved, it cannot be taken seriously!"

Just when someone was waiting to refute, they discovered that all their memories were quickly disappearing, and instead there were new memories, and new identities filled their minds.

They are all disciples of Chaoyun Sect, the immortal sect on the mountainside.

"Brothers and sisters, what is the use of collecting the sunrise essence this morning?"

"Junior brother in the first grade of junior high school, you started a little late, just follow us and practice together."

"Okay, morning class is over, let's go back together first!"

This so-called Chao Yun Sect is quite famous in the surrounding area. If they can join this sect, they are already blessed with good luck. From now on, they should abide by their own rules and practice hard.

And the more than 400 of them can be considered as the same batch of entry-level students, with a difference of only a few months at most.

Time seems to pass very quickly. We enter the secret realm, compete for foundation building objects, kill monsters and obtain treasures, break into ancient caves to build caves, and even the immortal sects attack each other...

Everything comes one after another, making their daily lives busy and fulfilling, full of crises and opportunities.

From time to time, familiar senior brothers and sisters die, and there are also juniors with ordinary talents who get great opportunities and rise to the sky.

Especially the male cultivator named Li Chuyi, who was originally just a miscellaneous spiritual root and kept silent. He was very lucky to be able to cultivate to the point of building a foundation.

However, after going down the mountain one day, an opportunity suddenly came to him, and from then on, he had a rainbow all the way, which was amazing.

Soon, three hundred years have passed.

On this day, the bells and drums of Chaoyun Sect were ringing, and it was time to open the mountain gate to recruit new disciples.

But in the next moment, more than a hundred figures suddenly gathered together. Appearing with them were actually some of their classmates who had passed away for a long time in the past three hundred years.

"Senior Sister Lengyue, weren't you slapped to death by a Nascent Soul two hundred years ago? Is this it?" Li Chu was a little surprised when he saw a familiar figure not far away.

And suddenly, a thunder sounded in everyone's mind, and all Shen Feng's memories were restored in an instant.

"Fellow Taoists, long time no see!"