"Isn't this just a ship?" Gu Can was a little disappointed when he saw the spiritual boat. Isn't this just an ordinary three-story ship? It's just made of luxurious materials and looks a little more magnificent. But no matter how you look at it, it's still a ship, and an ancient wooden ship at that.
"This is a flying ship. Let's go inside and take a look." Chu Yan rubbed Gu Can's head. Gu Can had no choice but to follow him in. Inside, it was a different world. The hall looked like a restaurant, with a stage in the middle and a storyteller. He was telling stories about the latest happenings in the world of immortal cultivation. Many people were already sitting in the hall, eating spiritual fruits, drinking spiritual tea, and listening to the stories.
They booked rooms on the second floor, one for each person. Each door was made of space stone, taking up very little space. A unique key unlocked the door, yet the space wasn't small at all. A square 40 ping (approximately 100 square meters) with a ceiling height of 3.5 meters, the room felt completely empty. No wonder she'd packed up her bed, sheets, bedding, table, chairs, and benches when she left. With a wave of her hand, Gu Can retrieved the items from the space and arranged them. The room felt familiar.
"Dongdong"
"Yanyan, senior brother and second senior brother."
"Are you done packing? Let's go sit in the hall." Yanyan said.
"Okay," Gu Can agreed happily. The four brothers and sisters went to the first-floor hall, ordered a pot of tea and two plates of snacks, and listened to a story. It happened to be about Ye Hui, the True Lord of the Mingyi Sect. Ye Hui was a remarkable man. Born into poverty as a child, he sold himself to become a eunuch, assisted three generations of emperors, and ultimately became a Confucian cultivator. At eighty, he entered the Dao and found his immortal destiny. Now, at 380, he had achieved the Nascent Soul stage. His life was truly legendary, and as the storyteller recounted it, it felt as if he were experiencing that life's ups and downs himself.
"Wow, he's truly amazing, a Confucian cultivator. They say a Confucian cultivator's words are followed by actions, capable of killing people thousands of miles away. Luckily, the Mingyi Sect invited us to attend the ceremony. We'll definitely learn from him when we get there." Gu Can thought this Master Ye Hui was truly inspiring. Sure enough, the strong never complain about their circumstances. Even a eunuch wants to be the most powerful!
"But he is a eunuch. You little girl, do you know what a eunuch is?" The guest at the next table heard Gu Can's words with a mocking and contemptuous look on his face.
"So what if he's a eunuch? He's also a Confucian cultivator and a True Lord Yuanying. Moreover, he became a eunuch because his family was poor. Even so, he didn't give up on himself. He was diligent and studious, loyal to the emperor and loved the people. Saying that he has a disability but a strong will is an understatement. True Lord Ye Hui will definitely become a very good and powerful immortal in the future." Gu Can said that if such a person can't succeed, what kind of person can succeed.
"Have you met him? You're praising him like that."
"Have you ever met him? Why are you belittling him like that?" Gu Can asked. The man remained silent.
"As the saying goes, when Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility on a man, it will first test his mind and will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and deprive him of all poverty. This is to make him move his heart and endure his nature, and increase his ability. Some people are lucky and can achieve something without going through many hardships. Some people are not so lucky and have to go through things that ordinary people cannot before they can achieve something. Most of the people live their lives in a muddle, not knowing where they come from or where they are going, why they live and why they die. The so-called cultivators cultivate themselves by removing the dross and retaining the truth, knowing where they come from and where they are going. I have never seen Master Ye Hui, and I don't know how true or false the story is. I don't know his abilities or character. I only admire him for not giving up on himself, staying firm on his own path, knowing where he is going, and not torturing himself in adversity. He is much better than me. What's more, he doesn't need my flattery, and you don't have to belittle him. No matter how you and I evaluate him, Master Ye Hui is Master Ye Hui." After Gu Can finished speaking, he felt that such a dispute was meaningless.
"Hahaha, good, little Taoist friend, you said it very well." It was a burly man with a full beard.
"Thank you for your courtesy, fellow Taoist." Gu Can nodded slightly to the visitor.
"My name is Han Hao, I'm a cultivator, not very educated. After listening to what you said, I finally understood what it means to listen to your words for ten years. I, Han Hao, would like to be your friend." The burly man was quite generous, and when he laughed he sounded like a villain...
"Han Hao, could it be Han Hao, the incarnation ancestor of the Lishan Sect?" someone in the hall exclaimed.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that there are still friends who have heard of my name." Han Hao was very happy to hear that someone knew his origins. For a moment, the hall was silent and deserted.
"Greetings, senior." Chu Yan and the other three quickly stood up and saluted.
"Yes, you are very good. Which sect are you from?" Han Hao sat down comfortably and nodded slightly.
"Chu Yan of Luoxue Sect (Xiao Ming, Gu Can, Ye Qingyan) greets seniors." The four of them introduced themselves.
"Luoxue Sect? Who is Lan Luoxue to you?" Han Hao asked.
"It's Master." Chu Yan replied.
"When that brat comes back and sees you, I'm afraid his mouth will be crooked with laughter. Hahahaha, fine, since he is Ziqing's disciple, he is one of our juniors, so take him and play with him."
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