The night is as cool as water.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, the sky was cloudless, the bright moon was as full as a silver plate, the infinite moon was sprinkled down, and everything was hazy and quiet.

The moonlight, which cannot be called bright, is gentle and cold, coating the heavens and the earth with a layer of frost and snow, and even above the vast silver sky, the stars that can deceive the frost and snow have also been pressed, and only a few bright stars are embedded in the deep and heavy darkness, revealing their own brilliance.

Neither to be dark, nor inferior to the moonlight.

It's just that the distance is too far, and the mortals who stand in the world, even if they are not covered by the moonlight and the bright moon are disturbed, can look at and appreciate each other from a distance across time and space, but they can't cross the immeasurable distance and see the real face.

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

He didn't light the lamp, but it wasn't dark all around, and the moonlight flowed, and everything was covered in silver, supporting him with a full glow.

Everything seemed so quiet, and all things in heaven and earth should have entered into a time of rest in such a late night, and only one person was left here.

Gu Dan sat quietly at the stone table, with a glass of wine poured in front of him, but he didn't drink it.

He just sat there, his gaze as if he had traveled back in time to many years ago.

At. It was a long, long time ago, and he used to drink alone under the moon.

The boundless wilderness and the moonlight also broke into my heart.

Heaven and earth are long, and the shape is alone.

Lonely and independent.

Maybe that's how it should be.

But in the middle of the night many years ago, as he was dancing for himself, someone pushed open the door of his courtyard.

Stormy and wounded, he burst in and begged 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 gently.

Extremely bitter.

This is new wine.

Not long after it was brewed, I invited him, the acting village chief of Ping'an Village, to taste it.

But this wine is neither mellow nor strong, only full of bitterness, which makes it difficult to eat.

Wine should be good old wine, this is a truth that ordinary people understand.

The new wine has been carved for years, the wind and clouds are surging, and the ambition is full, and the rush is only a temporary asset.

But where is the old wine?

New wine is not easy to obtain, even if it is ordinary, it can be regarded as some taste.

It's just that when you drink new sake, you will inevitably miss the mellowness of the old sake, and the drunkenness that is enough to make people pour.

The night is getting darker.

Gu Dan picked up the flask and refilled himself with a glass.

The flask landed again on the stone table with a soft thud that added a touch of sound to the silence of the night.

Looking at the wine cup that had been refilled in front of him, Gu Dan didn't pick it up for a long time.

The clear eyes became more and more calm, but the fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the table.

It's like waiting for someone.

But no.

Yes, how many people are willing to travel long distances in the middle of the night?

His thin wine is extremely unpleasant.

Now it's too late to find someone to drink with.

There was a long silence.

Gu Dan picked up the glass of wine in front of him, and he knew the taste of it.

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

Hearing that voice, Gu Dan was ecstatic, he stood up suddenly, his hand that had always been extremely steady couldn't hold the wine cup, and the wine flowed down the slender and slender fingers, Gu Dan didn't pay attention to it at all, he turned around and shouted excitedly: "Mo"

The word was only shouted once, and it was stuck in his throat.

There is no ink mound, and the one who pushed open the door of the small courtyard is a delicate figure dressed in red.

Fu Suxin.

The joy on Gu Dan's face was like a freeze, gradually disappearing.

He came to his senses.

Fu Suxin saw that this reaction was too violent, even so violent that she was completely unexpected, and hurriedly explained: "I am also admiring the moon, and I heard some movement in your yard, Mr. Kong, so I came over to take a look." ”

“.”

There was a brief silence.

"Oh."

Gu Dan nodded lightly, put the wine cup back on the table, and no longer had the irrepressible joy at the beginning, and said in a very flat tone: "Sit casually, but I only have a new pot of wine here." ”

Fu Suxin walked in with some trepidation, not knowing what mistake he had made before, which could make Mr. Gu so excited.

At this time, he could only walk to the stone table, pick up the wine jug, fill the wine cup that Gu Dan had knocked over, and said without words: "Mr. Kong is also admiring the moon?" ”

"Hmm. The moonlight is nice today. ”

Gu Dan nodded slightly.

“.”

Fu Suxin tilted his head and thought about it, and after a while, he reluctantly picked up the conversation and said, "There doesn't seem to be any festival here in Ping'an Village. In Dingguo, when my father was still around, every year in mid-August, the family would gather together to admire the moon, drink, and celebrate. During that time, everyone would drink and sing with friends and family, and recount the old days.

But at that time, I was still young, so I just ate it. ”

"Ping'an Village is located here to avoid the war. Holidays are the kind of things that need to be commemorated, or because you can find a few days to spare with your family and friends on an extraordinarily busy day. There are no major changes in Ping'an Village, and the days are quiet and quiet, so naturally these things are not needed much.

If they want to, they can spend a lot of time with friends and relatives every day, and play with their friends. ”

Gu Dan is not particularly 'cold', and answers 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 up the topic!

It's as if adding a "I've heard" and "I've seen" before telling a story would be convincing, who wants you to prove it? That doesn't matter at all!

Chickens and ducks talk about it, and they don't understand the customs!

However, the words have come to this, Fu Suxin can only ask stiffly and directly: "Speaking of which, I have also lived here in Ping'an Village for a long time, why has Mr. Gu always been alone?"

It's drinking and having fun, and if there is no one to accompany you, it will inevitably seem too cold.

Why don't you call your friends and come to live in this paradise for a while, which can not only be pleasant and nourishing, but also talk about wine, isn't it beautiful? ”

Gu Dan: "."

He glanced at Fu Suxin with a faint gaze and did not speak.

Where do he have any old friends?

Not to mention inviting friends and talking about wine?

This is Zhenchuan, not the Gu family's courtyard.

It is now the one hundred and twenty-fifth year of Xianlin, not the twenty-second year of Zongming.

The distance of the region is not a problem, but the distance of time is inevitably too long, so long that you can only look back and cannot approach, and all the past can only get farther and farther away, leaving only a clear glow in the heart.

He never liked to talk about the past.

Perhaps this is what the Immortals are supposed to endure.

The torrent of years pushes people away, and those heroes, saints, heroes and even saints and lords who stirred up the storm in the past have all withdrawn.

Immortality was originally a guest in the sky, but now it has entered the world with the wind.

When you come, you don't have a wisp, and when you leave, you feel alone.

There should be no complaints, just some regrets.

"I can't drink it."

After a moment of silence, Gu Dan finally spoke.

He picked up the wine cup in front of him again, drank it all, and the bitter wine rippled in his throat, straight into his heart and lungs, and he enjoyed the taste alone.

"Hmm"

For this answer, Fu Suxin was not very surprised, if Mr. Kong really had many friends, how could he have stayed in one place for so many years without anyone coming to visit?

She just used this to introduce the topic, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Suxin asked again: "Although he has no friends, Mr. Kong should have many juniors, right?" ”

"Junior?"

Playing with the empty wine cup in his hand, a smile finally appeared in Gu Dan's eyes, and he scolded: "There are those who don't make it." ”

"It's not easy to say that, whether you succeed or not, it depends on who you compare with, right? If I have to compare with you, I'm afraid that no one will be successful. ”

Fu Suxin shrugged and said.

"That bastard is small."

Halfway through the scolding, Gu Dan stopped, shook his head, and didn't say anything more.

Now, 100 years have passed.

Cang has not yet become a grandmaster, and I am afraid that it is already separated by yin and yang.

Even if he returned to the Xia Dynasty, he should not be able to see him.

Separated by time and a long distance, there is no point in reprimanding Cang's inattention.

As for the other juniors, Xun Ke has been promoted to the Great Grandmaster with his help, and it is natural that Shouyuan is more than 100 years old, and even if he doesn't let go of his cultivation, it is very likely that he will be alive for two hundred years, and he should still be alive now.

The same is true of Poultry Lisheng, but Poultry Lisheng is much older than Xun Ke, and the Mo family is busy and can be called a model of "feet do not touch the ground", and there is no time to speak of.

Therefore, he must not be so attentive to the matter of cultivation, and it is very likely that he will even stop directly.

With the temperament of a bird, since he is going to travel around the world, he will definitely have to go through hard struggles again and again, and at this time, he is still not there, it is really hard to say.

I haven't been back to the Xia Dynasty for so many years, and Gu Dan is actually free now, so I can go back and take a look.

But he never went back.

What about going back?

When you meet, you can have a good time.

And then it's like witnessing Gong Shangguo, Wang Mang, and Xiaoying watching their only remaining relatives and friends die one by one?

Gu Dan really didn't want to go through this kind of thing again, and he couldn't do anything while he watched.

Yes, he is comparable to Jin Dan at this time.

Yes, he has a Wakaki body.

The immortals do not come out, and he is already invincible on the ground.

But there is still no way to increase life expectancy.

The Great Grandmaster is already the limit of what he can help, and he even needs the other party to have the qualifications to be promoted to the Grandmaster.

As for the acquired Qi, although it is a clumsy imitation of the innate Qi, there is only one that cannot be divided.

This is not a road that others have to stop when I leave.

It is said that the world is difficult, and how the rules of the fairy road are not cruel!

In addition to the juniors, he also has an old man lying there, and it is certain to look back, but there are also unspeakable concerns in his worries.

The more you improve your strength, the more you discover the shortness of life.

If it is really calculated according to the longevity of the martial arts master, even if Moqiu's physical body can be maintained, what will happen to the divine soul after so many years?

Even if there was really a three-point chance at the beginning, more than 100 years later, would it still be able to be saved?

There is no trace of certainty in Gu worry.

With his current strength, the thickness of his divine soul, and the ability of the Heavenly Eye, he can simply see through a person's sea of knowledge, and it is clear at a glance whether there is a fluctuation of divine thoughts.

He just didn't dare.

If you don't look at it, you can still have some expectations in your heart, what if- what if?

In case it's still there!

If there is one more immortal in this world, why can't he tolerate a sage?

But once you go back, after the insight, it is difficult to retain even expectations.

Thinking about the good things, even if there was really a slight fluctuation in his divine thoughts, he would not be able to save the reshape.

Here, wait until the immortals come into the world, the lock of heaven and earth is opened, the door of cultivating immortals is reopened to the earthly world, and all living beings can climb the immortal path again, even if there are endless tribulations in the immortal path, Shouyuan can also increase several times.

When I go back at that time, I can still take care of the juniors in the real sense when I see the juniors.

What if you go back at this time?

He had done everything before he left.

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

Only when the real big change can he make new moves.

I hope that the return of the immortals will be faster, so that he will have the opportunity to take care of his juniors again in the real prosperous world of immortal cultivation, instead of watching them die of old age one by one and sigh helplessly.

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

If nothing else, the next time you walk the world, it should be the body of the Great Dao.

As for the original body, when he has learned the supernatural power of the blood rebirth level, it is not too late to make a move.

It's just that all kinds of calculations, concerns, and considerations in the meantime can't be talked to outsiders, so they can only bear it themselves.

No, there is still nostalgia.

I'm afraid to see it, only to be separated forever.

"It's all about it."

Gu Dan shook his head and didn't say any more.

"You're too. It's deserted, and I've been staying in one place and not going out. If you don't have old friends, you can meet new ones! ”

Fu Suxin saw that Gu was not very good, and hurriedly relieved: "With your"

She struggled for a while, a little unsure of what to say.

Strength?

Appearance?

Or is it the nature of the heart?

None of these words seem right to praise people.

"With your knowledge, I don't know how many people want to know you!"

After struggling for a while, Fu Suxin remedied.

"Hah"

Gu Dan shook his head and smiled.

It's not that he's reluctant to meet new people.

I don't want to be so quick anymore and watch my old friends grow old.

With the improvement of strength, Shouyuan will also increase significantly.

Now, mortal dust can no longer tolerate him.

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

When it comes to the prosperous age of cultivating immortals, if he meets a genius who is in love with him, it is not impossible for him to go on the same journey.

Otherwise, how to deal with the wear and tear in my heart when I watched my old friends and relatives leave one by one so quickly?

Although cultivating immortals also requires cultivating the heart, but cultivating the mind like this, it is inevitable that it will be too sad, and sooner or later your feelings will be exhausted.

It is precisely because of cherishing that we have to be separated by a certain distance.

Now, he only waits for the lock of heaven and earth to be completely opened, and then he can return to the world.

(End of chapter)