Chapter 338 The world is beautiful, Longmen is beautiful

“A thousand miles away from the Buzhou Mountains, there is another mountain. Although it is not as magnificent as the Buzhou Mountains, it is also famous.

Its name is Longmen, and it is located on the bank of a long river.

Our ancestors spent a great deal of effort to carve a gate more than a mile long in the mountain. A long river flows down from the middle, and no horses or vehicles can pass on either side.

Every fifteen years, huge carp from the sea and various rivers rush to it to cross the Dragon Gate.

After the big carp jumped over the Dragon Gate, clouds and rain followed, and fire from heaven burned its tail from behind, and it turned into a dragon. This is a rare sight in the mortal world.

Every time the carp leaps over the dragon gate, many people come here just to witness this wonder in person."

As he walked, Zhuang Sheng kept talking.

When it comes to various myths and legends, scenic spots, humanities and even history, he has extremely deep understanding. It is no exaggeration to describe him as knowledgeable as the ocean. Even Gu Dan would feel ashamed of himself in this regard.

This person really enjoys life and never worries about his "prospects" or "future". He only does things that interest him, whether in the Xia Dynasty or in the Buzhou Mountains.

It can be said that it is free and happy to the extreme.

Gu Dan knew many Grandmasters and had met even more, but no matter who they were, they were not as happy as Zhuang Sheng. Even if Zhuang Sheng's strength was only inferior to those he knew, why couldn't he live happily? If you don't want to pursue a higher realm or set too ambitious goals, the strength of a Grandmaster is enough for people to live a carefree life.

However, among all the people Gu Dan had met, only Zhuang Sheng was able to maintain this kind of elegance throughout.

"Every year I often go down there for a walk. It's too boring up there, but it's quiet. Even though it's noisy down there, it still feels prosperous."

For Gu Dan, it was a return to the mortal world, but for Zhuang Sheng, everything seemed so familiar.

He changed into a linen suit, carried a bamboo pole and a fish basket in his hands, wore a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, and looked like a fisherman. Gu Dan could even smell a strong fishy smell from him.

Zhuang Sheng was not at all uncomfortable. It was Gu Dan who invited him down the mountain, but he seemed to be the host. He entertained the guests and said, "If you want to eat and drink, the wine and food in Zuixianlou are extraordinary; if you want to enjoy the scenery, the upcoming Fish Leaping Over the Dragon Gate is a must-see; if you like beauties, the beauties in Yihongyuan are both talented and beautiful."

Zhuang Sheng walked forward with a vigorous figure and asked with a smile: "I wonder which one Brother Kong is more interested in?"

"You can't stop eating and drinking while you're alive. I haven't had any delicious food in all these years, so I should go to Zuixianlou."

Gu Danran had a choice.

With his level of cultivation, there is no problem in fasting for ten days or half a month. Even the stingy Ning Fang has the lowest level of fasting pills. Although he cannot take one pill and go without food for several months like the big sects of the immortal way, taking one pill for three days is no problem.

But this would take away the enjoyment of eating, and eating seemed to be just for filling the stomach, which made Gu Dan particularly unhappy.

However, the fairy house does not support idle people, and every inch of land is worth a lot of money. There is not even a decent cook, so it is not easy for him to act alone.

It’s okay not to think about it on weekdays, but now that you’re out, you might as well enjoy yourself.

"That's wrong. Since we have entered the mortal world, we all have to go there. It's just a matter of time."

Zhuang Sheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Brother Kong. I'll take you on a tour!"

"ha"

Gu Dan laughed, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Zuixianlou.

This building is nine stories high and offers a commanding view of half of the city. It is surrounded by mountains and water, and has beautiful scenery. It is very famous in the surrounding area.

It is also said that several decades ago, an immortal came to this building for a banquet and flew away into thin air when he was drunk. Since then, this building was renamed "Drunken Immortal", which in turn boosted its fame.

Countless princes, nobles, and children of aristocratic families would gather here just to get a little bit of the immortal spirit. If they were lucky enough to see an immortal, wouldn't it be like taking a step towards the path of Taoism? "Although this building has nine floors, only eight are open to the public. The ninth floor is only for 'immortals', but it is said that since the ninth floor was left vacant, no one has ever been there."

Arriving at Zuixian Tower, Zhuang Sheng spoke like he was telling all the stories.

"Really? If so, it doesn't seem to be very magical."

Gu Dan shook his head slightly and declined to comment.

"The immortals may not care, but they dare not disrespect."

Zhuang Sheng said indifferently, "Besides that, the food and wine at Zuixianlou are indeed extraordinary and of great craftsmanship. It's not a big deal to make a special trip for this."

He took Gu Dan to Zuixian Tower with familiarity. The lower three floors were the hall, where people from all walks of life gathered. The middle three floors were the private rooms, where most of the people were children from wealthy families. As for the upper three floors, they were not something that ordinary people could even think about.

Zhuang Sheng didn't choose a seat, he just picked a seat in the lobby on the first floor, and then he couldn't wait to slam the table and yell, "Waiter!"

"Here I come, sir, what would you like to eat?"

The waiter came over quickly, not looking at Zhuang Sheng strangely because of his attire, and asked him promptly.

"Serve all the delicious dishes you have here."

Zhuang Sheng said casually.

"What?"

The waiter was a little dazed.

“All the good dishes, all served at once.”

Zhuang Sheng said patiently.

"Sir, we have more than a hundred kinds of delicious dishes in Zuixianlou. You two may not be able to finish them all."

The waiter said in a low voice.

"Then you don't have to worry about it."

Zhuang Sheng snapped his fingers and sighed, and a piece of gold fell onto the table, showing extraordinary generosity.

The waiter picked up the gold, pressed it slightly, and said nothing more, "Let's go and urge the cook."

Zhuang Sheng weighed the gold in his hand and said with an inexplicable expression: "This thing is useless if it stays in Buzhou Mountain. It will not even soften if it is used to press a table. But if it falls into the mortal world, it is worth a million pounds and is enough to buy fine clothes, delicious food, glory and wealth.

It's a pity that the group of "immortals" who are high up in the sky are still struggling and unable to be freed. They are all worried about themselves and rarely smile or laugh. On the contrary, among ordinary people, laughter and joy can be seen everywhere. Some are contented, some are extravagant, some are insecure, and some are determined to save the people. "

With a snap, the thumb-sized gold nugget fell on the table.

“I often feel that the Buzhou Mountains are too petty, too mundane, yet devoid of mundane vitality and prosperity, like a few waves stirred up in a pool of stagnant water that can’t even create ripples.

Whether it was Qi training or foundation building, what difference did it make? That kind of practice was really boring, and even far inferior to the carefree life in the mortal world.

That immortal, it doesn’t matter if you don’t cultivate.”

The surroundings were very noisy, and although Zhuang Sheng's lips did not move, his voice was accurately transmitted to Gu Dan's ears. This was a secret conversation between the two of them.

"Perhaps, it's because the true path to immortality is still in the future. In the mountains, you can't imagine the prosperity of the imperial capital, so the little shrimp can only play with mud and sand."

Gu Dan nodded in agreement.

"I'm afraid that under the raging Yangtze River, even small fish and shrimps will have difficulty surviving. Mundane things are of little help to the immortal path, and immortals and the mortal world are separated by thousands of feet of red dust.

What would a true immortal think of the mundane world? Even in the Buzhou Mountains today, people are almost indifferent to the mundane world. Do those masters living in the Ninth Heaven really care about the mundane world?"

Zhuang Sheng shook his head.

One thing that has to be admitted is that as one's strength grows and one's lifespan grows, one's sense of identification with the mortal world becomes lower and lower.

Even if he is just a master, how much sense of identity can he have with his bloodline descendants a hundred years later?

If someone you may have never met suddenly runs up to you and calls you "grandfather", how much affection can you arouse even if you know that the other person has your blood? The most likely possibility is that you will just nod your head.

There is still a blood connection.

For those immortals who have been in seclusion for decades or even hundreds of years, the mortal world has changed several times between the time they open their eyes and close them. There is not even a name worth remembering for them - even if there is, it can only be imprinted in books. How many people have the leisure and elegance to understand it?

Anyway, when I close my eyes and open them again, I will find that countless heroes and sages have passed away in the years.

If this happens a few times, even a warm-hearted person will gradually become cold and distant.

No wonder it is said that the first hurdle on the path to immortality is not aptitude, but rather cutting through the mortal world.

When you cut off your mortal eyes and all perceptions of the earthly world, you can pursue the ethereal and traceless supreme path to immortality.

A glimpse of the whole picture can reveal a whole picture. Even though Zhuang Sheng had never witnessed the true prosperity of the immortal world with his own eyes, he could be certain that those immortals would never be enthusiastic about anything in the mortal world, and it would be good enough if they could be indifferent.

If you have nothing to ask for, you have nothing to give.

At present, except for the gifted people who may emerge in the mortal world, the mortal world can provide almost no help to the path of immortality.

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Even if the immortal returned, Zhuang Sheng was not optimistic about how much change the secular world could undergo.

Not being affected is a success.

As they were talking, the wine and delicious food were served.

Steaming hot, with great color, aroma and flavor.

“Come, eat!

People have appetite, eating can make them forget their worries! "

Zhuang Sheng was the first to roll up his sleeves, and without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and tore off half a chicken and started to eat it. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was very unrestrained.

Although he was carefree, he was also worried.

But this worry did not affect his magnanimity and unrestrainedness.

Gu Dan really likes this state of mind.

The delicious food and fine wine went down his throat, and he drank and ate to his heart's content, shocking everyone around him.

Zhuang Sheng and Gu Dan didn't care at all, and they were even fighting with each other for the food - delicious food is fun to eat when people scramble to eat it.

After eating and drinking, the dishes are piled high.

Without waiting for anyone to come over and bother him, Zhuang Sheng pulled Gu Dan away quickly.

"After having a good meal and a good drink, we have to go to that place."

As they were talking, they had not walked far when Zhuang Sheng brought Gu Dan to Yihong Courtyard with ease.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I could hear a lot of laughter.

"Go up to the third floor."

Zhuang Sheng led Gu Dan to the third floor, where there were private rooms separated by walls but without doors. They could be separated by screens, and one could also directly peek into the graceful dance moves of the dancers.

"This gentleman, does he look unfamiliar?"

Gu Dan had just sat down when a beautiful woman came up to him. Her broad chest was looming, and a fragrant breeze lingered around her. Her red sleeves swayed slightly, just brushing his face.

"Just accompany him."

Gu Dan pointed at Zhuang Sheng standing beside him and said.

"Now that you're here, why are you so distant?"

The woman came closer, her hand restlessly resting on Gu Dan's chest, "I think you have a very strong body, hehe."

"It's not alienation."

Gu Dan's blood surged slightly, and the hand on his chest moved away involuntarily.

Zhuang Sheng, who was standing by, laughed and said, "Since he doesn't like it, he can just come to me."

Gu Dan just leaned quietly on the cushion behind him. Although he was in a place of debauchery, he did not feel uncomfortable at all. Yet he seemed to be separated from everyone by a barrier.

If he wanted to indulge himself, there were countless opportunities for him to choose from during the Xia Dynasty.

But the real difficulty is not indulgence, but self-control.

Anyone can indulge themselves, but it is so difficult to control oneself.

Gu Dan always kept a saying in mind: There is nothing in the world as dangerous as human desires, and many people have ruined their lives because of them.

He would not leave any loopholes for himself, nor did he need such low-level means of indulgence. At least these people in front of him could not arouse his desire.

What spiritual practice improves is not only one’s realm, but also one’s cognition and judgment of things themselves.

In his eyes, the beautiful women in China were like dry bones, without much beauty.

At his current level, it really didn't make much difference whether she was a spoiled woman of a royal family or a beggar on the street.

Of course, after all, he has lived in the mundane world for a long time, so he still has his judgment of ordinary people's "beauty", but this appreciation of beauty no longer belongs to him.

Unless he covers his eyes, conceals his soul, and voluntarily becomes a blind man, no matter how charming and alluring he is, all he can say is "nothing more than that".

So he was not interested in such occasions, not because he had really lost that desire, but because the gap between the two was too big, so big that even appreciation itself was difficult to appear.

Ever since he was promoted to Grand Master, he has rarely interacted with outsiders except those he is familiar with. This may be one of the reasons.

From this we can see that the stories about fairies falling in love with mortals are indeed fabricated. Even the grandmaster is so cunning. It is certainly unlikely that any female fairy with a little bit of strength would fall in love with mortals - it doesn't even matter whether the other person is arrogant or not. The two's perception of beauty itself is no longer on the same level.

Fortunately, although the pleasure that is very important to many people here is lost, Gu Dan can still appreciate the music of stringed instruments and the beauty of dance, so it cannot be said that the trip is in vain.

When he came out of Yihong Courtyard, Zhuang Sheng was walking a little unsteadily.

"Brother Kong is boring, and the beautiful woman beside him is indifferent."

Zhuang Sheng actually blamed him.

"Ha, if Brother Zhuang's cultivation were to become more advanced, I'm afraid he would lose this happiness."

Gu Dan replied with a smile.

"oh?"

Zhuang Sheng was stunned, as if he had thought of something, but he said no more, "According to the time, it is almost time for the fish to leap over the dragon gate. It is the best time to go now."

"Okay, let's see if the fish can jump over the dragon gate."

(End of this chapter)