Chapter 370 A guest from heaven comes to earth

The night sky on the steps of heaven is as cool as water.

It was late at night, the sky was cloudless, the bright moon seemed as full as a silver plate, and infinite moonlight was shining down, making everything hazy and quiet.

The moonlight, which could not be called bright, was gentle and cold, coating the sky and the earth with a layer of frost and snow. Even the stars in the vast silver sky that were brighter than frost and snow were suppressed. Only a few bright stars were embedded in the deep and thick darkness, revealing their own brilliance.

It is neither tolerant of darkness nor inferior to the moonlight.

But the distance is too far. Even if the mortals standing in the mortal world are not obscured by the moonlight and their hearts are not disturbed by the bright moon, they can still gaze at and admire it from afar across the distance of time and space, but they cannot cross the immeasurable distance and see its true appearance.

In front of an ordinary thatched house, there was a stone table in front of the man, on which there was only a pot of wine and two cups.

He did not light a lamp, but it was not dark around him. As the moonlight flowed, everything was covered in silver, filling the entire yard with a glow.

Everything seemed so quiet, as if everything in the world should be resting at this late hour, leaving only one person here.

Gu Dan sat quietly in front of the stone table with a full glass of wine in front of him, but he did not drink it.

He just sat there, but his eyes seemed to travel back many years.

A long, long time ago, he also drank alone under the moon.

The boundless wilderness and moonlight also entered my heart.

The world is vast and I am all alone.

Lonely and lonely, but still independent.

Perhaps that is how it should be.

But late one night many years ago, when he was dancing for himself, someone pushed open the door of his courtyard.

He rushed in, covered in wounds and pain, and asked him for a drink.

He only gave wine.

But there was no real response.

Gu Dan picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Extremely bitter.

This is new wine.

It had just been brewed, so he was invited to taste it as the acting village chief of Ping'an Village.

But this wine is neither mellow nor strong, it just makes your mouth full of bitterness and makes it hard to swallow.

Wine tastes better when it’s older, and this is something everyone understands.

New wine has not been polished by time, and with the storms surging and the ambitions full, if you drink it hastily it is only temporary sustenance.

But where is the old wine? New wine is hard to come by, and even if it is common to drink, it still has some flavor.

However, when drinking new wine, one can't help but miss the mellowness of old wine and the intoxicating feeling that can make people drunk.

The night grows darker.

Gu Dan picked up the wine jug and refilled his own glass.

The wine jug fell back on the stone table, making a slight sound, adding a touch of sound to the silent night.

Looking at the refilled wine cup in front of him, Gu Dan was reluctant to pick it up.

Those clear eyes became calmer, but his fingers tapped lightly on the table unconsciously.

Like waiting for someone.

But no.

Yes, in the middle of the night, how many people are willing to travel a long distance to come here?

His drink was a light one and not very tasty.

It’s too late to find someone to drink with now.

There was a long silence.

Gu Dan picked up the glass of wine in front of him and drank it himself, knowing its taste.

However, just as he picked up the wine cup, the courtyard door suddenly opened.

Hearing that voice, Gu Dan was overjoyed. He stood up suddenly, and his usually very steady hands could not hold the wine cup. The wine flowed down his slender fingers. Gu Dan ignored it completely. He turned around and shouted excitedly: "Mo!"

He only shouted one word before it got stuck in his throat.

There was no Mo Qiu at all. The one who pushed open the door of the courtyard was a pretty figure in red clothes.

Fu Suxin.

The joy on Gu Dan's face seemed to be frozen and gradually disappeared.

He came back to his senses.

Fu Suxin looked at Gu Dan, whose reaction was so violent that she was completely surprised, and quickly explained, "I was also admiring the moon, and when I heard some movement in your yard, Mr. Kong, I came over to take a look."

“.”

There was a brief silence.

"oh."

Gu Dan nodded gently and put the wine cup back on the table. He no longer had the uncontrollable joy he had at the beginning. He said in a very calm tone, "Please sit anywhere you want. But I only have a pot of new wine here."

Fu Suxin walked in a little nervously, wondering what mistake she had made before to make Mr. Gu so excited.

At this time, he could only bite the bullet and walk to the stone table, pick up the wine pot, and fill the wine cup that Gu Dan accidentally knocked over. He said for fun, "Mr. Kong is also watching the moon?"

"Yeah. The moonlight is nice today."

Gu Dan nodded slightly.

“.”

Fu Suxin tilted her head and thought for a while before reluctantly picking up the conversation, saying, "It seems that there are no festivals in Ping'an Village. When my father was still alive in Dingguo, every year in mid-August, the whole family would get together to enjoy the moon, drink, and celebrate. During that time, everyone would drink and sing with relatives and friends, recounting the past years.

But I was still young at that time, and I just focused on eating. "

"Ping An Village was built to avoid war. Festivals are held to commemorate something or to find a few days of leisure for yourself and your family and friends during an extremely busy day. Ping An Village has not undergone any major changes, and life is peaceful and quiet, so naturally there is not much need for these things.

If they want, they can spend a lot of time with their friends and family and play with their friends every day."

Gu Dan was not particularly "aloof" and answered patiently.

Fu Suxin: “.”

That's not what she meant!

At this time, shouldn't you talk about your past, relatives and friends? Ping'an Village is just an introduction to open the topic! Just like adding "I heard" or "I saw" before telling a story will make it more convincing. Who wants you to really prove your judgment? It's not important at all!

Talking at cross purposes, they don't understand each other! However, having said this, Fu Suxin could only ask stiffly, "Speaking of which, I have lived in Ping'an Village for quite a long time. Why is Mr. Gu always alone? Even if he is drinking and having fun, it would seem a bit too lonely if there is no one to accompany him.

Why not call your friends and come to this paradise to live for a while, where you can relax and cultivate your character while drinking and chatting, isn't it wonderful? "

Gu Dan: “.”

He glanced at Fu Suxin with a dim gaze and said nothing.

Where does he have any old friends?

Not to mention inviting friends to drink and chat? This is Zhenchuan, not Gu's courtyard.

It is now the 125th year of Xianlin, not the 22nd year of Zongming.

The geographical distance is not a problem, but the distance in time seems too long, so long that one can only look back but cannot get closer. All the past events can only become farther and farther away, leaving only a gleam of light in one's heart.

He never likes to talk about the past with others.

Perhaps this is what the immortals should endure.

The torrent of time pushes people forward, and those heroes, saints, tycoons and even wise kings who once stirred up the world have all left the stage.

Changsheng was originally a guest from heaven, but now he has come into the world with the wind.

You came naked, and you will leave alone.

There is nothing to complain about, but it is a bit regrettable.

"I can't drink it."

After a moment's silence, Gu Dan finally spoke.

He picked up the wine cup in front of him again and drank it all in one gulp. The bitter wine spread down his throat and went straight into his heart and lungs. He enjoyed the taste alone.

"Um"

Fu Suxin was not very surprised by this answer. If Mr. Kong really had many friends, how could he have stayed in one place for so many years without anyone visiting him?

She was just using this to bring up the topic, otherwise it would have been too awkward.

Then Fu Suxin asked again: "Although there are no old friends, Mr. Kong should have many younger generations, right?"

"Younger generation?"

Playing with the empty wine cup in his hand, Gu Dan finally showed a hint of smile in his eyes and scolded: "There are some useless people."

"It's hard to say that. Whether you are useful or not depends on who you compare yourself with, right? If I have to compare myself with you, I'm afraid anyone else would be useless."

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Fu Suxin shrugged.

"That bastard."

Halfway through his scolding, Gu Dan stopped, shook his head, and said no more.

Now a hundred years have passed.

Since Cang has not yet become a master, I am afraid he has already passed away.

Even if I return to the Xia Dynasty, I won't be able to see him.

There is no point in scolding Cang for being irrational due to the time and distance between us.

As for the other younger generations, Xun Ke had been promoted to Grand Master with his help. It was natural that he lived to be over a hundred years. Even if he had not given up his practice, it was very likely that he could live to two hundred years. He should still be alive now.

The same was true for Qin Lisheng, but Qin Lisheng was much older than Xun Ke, and the Mohist school was a model of "never touching the ground" when it came to being busy, so it was impossible for them to find any free time at all.

Therefore, he must not be that serious about cultivation, and it is even possible that he has stagnated completely.

With Qin Lisheng's temperament, if he wants to travel around the countries, he will definitely have to go through arduous struggles time and time again. It is hard to say whether he will still be there by this time.

Having not been back to the Xia Dynasty for so many years, Gu Dan now has some free time and can go back and take a look.

But he never went back.

What's the point of going back? We met and had a good time.

Then, would it be like watching Gong Shangguo, Wang Mang, and Xiaoying die one by one? Gu Dan really didn't want to experience this again, watching helplessly and being unable to do anything.

Yes, he is now on par with Jindan.

Yes, he has Ruo Mu by his side.

If the immortal does not come out, he will be invincible on earth.

But there is still no way to increase life expectancy.

Grandmaster was already the limit of the help he could provide, and he even needed the other party to have the qualifications to be promoted to Grandmaster.

As for the acquired Qi, although it is a crude imitation of the innate Qi, only one can exist and it cannot be divided.

Isn't this a road where if I start, others must stop?

It is said that life in this world is difficult, so how can the rules of immortality not be cruel!

In addition to his younger generation, he also had an old friend lying there. He would definitely go back to see him, but he also had unspeakable concerns in his heart.

The stronger you become, the more you realize how short life is.

If we really calculate according to the life span of a martial arts master, even if Mo Qiu's body can be maintained, what will happen to his soul after so many years? Even if there was really a three-point chance at the beginning, can it still be saved after more than a hundred years? Gu was worried without a trace of confidence.

With his current strength and the thickness of his soul, combined with his divine eye ability, he can easily see through a person's sea of ​​consciousness and tell at a glance whether there are any fluctuations in their spiritual thoughts.

He just didn't dare.

Even if you don't watch it, you can still have some expectations in your heart, what if - what if? What if it's still there!

Since the world can have an immortal like him, why can't it have room for a saint? But once he goes back and sees through it, even hope will be hard to keep.

Think about it in a positive way. Even if there is some fluctuation in his divine consciousness, he cannot save Reshape.

We wait here until the immortals are born, the locks of heaven and earth are opened, and the door to immortal cultivation is reopened to the mortal world. All living beings can climb the immortal path again. Even if there are endless hardships and obstacles on the way, their lifespan can be increased several times.

When I go back then, I can see my younger generations again and take care of them in a real sense.

What could he do if he went back now? He had already done everything he should do before leaving.

Even if I go back, I can't do more.

Only when there is a real big change can he take new actions.

I hope the immortal will return sooner, so that he will have the chance to take care of the younger generations again in the true era of immortal cultivation, instead of watching them die of old age one by one and sighing helplessly.

Moreover, the gestation of his Dao body is still in progress, and it is still forty-four years away.

If nothing unexpected happens, the next one to travel the world should be the body of the Tao.

As for the original body, it will not be too late to take action after learning the magical power of rebirth by dripping blood.

It’s just that the various calculations, concerns, and considerations involved cannot be shared with outsiders and can only be borne by oneself.

Even though I haven’t seen you, I still miss you.

I’m afraid that once we meet, we’ll be separated forever.

"All is past."

Gu Dan shook his head and said nothing more.

"You are just too lonely. You stay in one place all the time and never go out. Even if you lose old friends, you can still make new ones!"

Fu Suxin saw that Gu was worried and was not in a good mood, so she quickly comforted him, "With your..."

She was confused for a while, not knowing what to say.

strength?

looks?

Or is it character? These words don’t seem quite right to praise people.

"With your profound knowledge, I wonder how many people would like to meet you!"

After hesitating for a while, Fu Suxin tried to make amends.

"ha"

Gu Dan shook his head and laughed.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to meet new people.

But I don’t want to watch my old friends grow old so quickly.

As strength increases, lifespan will also increase significantly.

The mortal world can no longer accommodate him.

This is not his problem. It can only be said that even if Honghu and Yanque become friends, they are destined not to be able to be friends for too long.

When the age of immortal cultivation comes, if he meets an immortal cultivation genius who shares the same ideals with him, it is not impossible for them to walk the same journey together for a while.

Otherwise, how can you deal with the wear and tear in your heart when you see old friends and relatives leave one by one so quickly?

Although cultivating the mind is also necessary in order to cultivate immortality, if one does so, it will lead to excessive sadness, and sooner or later one's emotions will be worn out.

It is because we cherish each other that we need to keep a distance from each other.

Now, he just has to wait for the shackles between heaven and earth to be completely opened before he can return to the human world.

(End of this chapter)