"Abide by the decree of the young man", Liu Geqiu said respectfully. In these few battles, he was already convinced of Luo Yuan. With the cultivation of the same Yuan Infant in the early stage, he can do things that even the great monks of the Yuan Dynasty can't do, and his future achievements will be immeasurable. It was the privilege of his life to be able to work under such a person.

"What about you, what are your plans for in the future?" Luo Yuan looked around, looked at the cultivators, and spoke softly. Vaguely, his body was a little less cold, a little more calm and indifferent. This is a kind of temperament, a kind of style, and now he is a generation of grandmasters.

The old man Wanzhu smiled softly, held the wine cup in his hand, and drank it slowly: "After this battle, the old man will go to the Han family to settle down for the elderly." However, if there is anything wrong with your boy, just come to the old man. If there is something wrong with the Yuanmeng, you can also come to find the old man. By the way, stinky boy, you must study the old man's Wanzhu puppet technique, there are quite deep mysteries in it, but it's a pity that the old man can't afford to study it anymore. ”

Luo Yuan nodded lightly, he had a different kind of affection for the old man Wanzhu. From the confrontation at the beginning, to the later life and death together, the two are frank with each other, and there is no secret at all. If it is said that in addition to the sect and Xuanya, the people Luo Yuan trusts the most are the old man Wanzhu and Wan Kun.

"I want to set foot in the Wuyuan Sect, go back again, and go to see the sect back then. Wu Yuanzong is a place where physical cultivation gathers, and it is more suitable for continuing my Dao. Wu Fuzi spoke more seriously, obviously this was the result of his careful consideration.

The final result is not too much of an accident, Zhou Lei's two families have a big business, they are the pinnacle of the family, the pillars and spiritual symbols of the family, and they naturally want to return to the family. Moreover, the formal formation of the Yuanmeng also needs their orders and supervision. On the side of the Yuanmeng, Luo Yuan was still under the full authority of the Venerable Master Yuanli. The Venerable Master Yuan Li was thoughtful, the city government was extremely deep, and his actions were even more decisive and mellow, making it impossible to find fault.

Luo Yuan left, he went to find Qin Fa and the other brothers, and in the next few days, they were going to the mortal world to play. Take a look at the glory and wealth of this world, and see the magnificent mountains and seas between heaven and earth. Over the years, their hearts have been pressed by deep hatred, and some are only killing intent and endless hatred, and they have never relaxed at all. There are too many negative emotions in their hearts, which will suppress their artistic conception and form a bottleneck, hindering their cultivation breakthroughs.

A few days later

Luo Yuan and the others walked together, they stepped on the bluestone street, watching the mortals around them come and go, and the street vendors shouted. The carriages and horses are slow, and the literati talk and laugh, which is quite flavorful. This is something that no one else has experienced, and as a monk, after achieving foundation building, it is rare to say that you are living in the world, or even walking on a footing.

Now that their cultivation is profound, they can reach it in just a moment from a hundred miles away, but for mortals, it is too far away, and it will take some time.

"Aunt Zhang, if you want me to say, this is the blessing of your Qiulan. The big shopkeeper in the west of the city is rich and powerful, and Zhang Gongzi is even more handsome and chic, with an extraordinary bearing, and he is bold and generous. After your Qiulan got married, she must be dressed in fine clothes, jade food, delicacies from the mountains and seas, what else do you think about this. If it were me, if I was in my twenties, I would definitely get married, what a good family. "In front of a house, a matchmaker is talking about matchmaking with lotus flowers on her tongue.

"Alas, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren's blessings, and let the children see for themselves. The middle-aged woman in front of the matchmaker smiled bitterly and did not agree.

The matchmaker was unwilling, but she took a lot of benefits from the Zhang family, and even patted her chest and promised that as long as she went out by herself, she would definitely be caught. This can't say anything about smashing his own signboard, and more importantly, he is afraid that Zhang Gongzi will be displeased. She hurriedly spoke: "Oh, why don't you open your mind, being taken by Zhang Gongzi, that is the blessing that your Qiulan has cultivated for eight lifetimes, why do you still refuse? Do you think you are doing this for her good, you are ruining her." ”

"You go back, just tell Zhang Gongzi that Qiulan is grateful in her heart, but her heart belongs, and Qiulan is not worthy of him, so she doesn't dare to climb high. A woman's voice came from the room, crisp and pleasant.

Luo Yuan and the others just watched quietly from a distance, and they didn't intend to intervene in mortal matters.

Inside a tavern

Luo Yuan and the others found a random place to sit down, ordered some delicacies under the greeting of the shopkeeper, and began to listen to the conversation of the people around them.

Not far from them, a table of literati drank and talked, they talked about the world, full of wealth, and exchanged their own knowledge.

"Brother Li, do you know that a few days ago, the Taibai Daoist traveled to the mountain and He Lou had feelings, and he mentioned a poem there?"

"How can you not know who the Taibai Dao people are, the poets and immortals respected by the world. His old man's perception and attainments, I can't wait for that. The man known as Brother Li knocked on the folding fan, full of admiration.

After hearing this, the scholar dressed as a scholar on the side hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand and asked: "Taibai Daoren has another poem circulating?" Please also ask the two brothers to inform me that maybe in this big test, there will be an article with this poem as the proposition. ”

The man surnamed Li slapped the folding fan, first groaned, and then said softly: "The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands." I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven. ”

"yes, wonderful. This frightened and daring can be described as a wonderful pen, a thousand words, the finishing touch, worthy of the poet. The other person applauded, thinking that it was wonderful, and even more analyzed it with a head on the head.

"Alas, I am afraid of the heavenly people, but I really want to see the heavenly ones who are beyond the world. Immortals, it is really desirable, to be able to travel freely between heaven and earth, and appreciate the style that we have never seen before. The top of the sea of clouds, in the deep sea, these are the beautiful scenery that we have never seen, do you say that there are really immortals in this world?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded: "Why should this brother envy others, maybe the immortals are still envious of you." There is a great deal of talk and laughter, there is no white ding, there is no silk and bamboo, there is no case of labor, and the pleasure is chic, what restraint is there? Maybe hundreds of years have passed after a sleep, and when you wake up, you can look back and lose too much. ”

When the man heard this, his eyes were surprised, and he looked at Sun Changyuan from afar. saw Sun Changyuan smiling gently at him and raising his glass.

Brother Tai's words are unique, completely different from what people in the world think and think, which is admirable. But in the end, we have never seen immortals, so how can we know about the lives of immortals. Perhaps, there are no immortals in this world at all, it is just people's wishful thinking. Immortals, who are free from the suffering of all mortals, are perfect, and therefore only exist in people's imaginations. The man smiled bitterly and spoke softly.

He drank a glass of wine and said again: "Just as we can't fly to the heavens and the earth, we have given the imaginary immortals the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth. We are destined to endure the torments of birth, old age, sickness and death, so the immortals can transcend. Our ability is limited, and for mortals, a weight of one hundred and eighty catties feels tired, so the immortals have the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea. If I want to, I am an immortal, I can think of this glass of wine as a sea, and I can treat this grain of dust as a mountain. In this way, I am an immortal. ”

When Luo Yuan heard this, he smiled at first, after all, mortals speak of immortals, this is indeed too self-conscious. What kind of existence is the immortal, high up, overlooking the eternal years, letting the stars collapse with the flow of time, and he is immortal. But hearing his follow-up words, Luo Yuan had a different understanding. As he says, the immortals are able to do what they can't. Like a monk, Monk Jindan can't teleport a hundred miles, but Yuanying can. And after arriving at the Yuan Infant, he will want to teleport even farther, so the Avatar Monk can move eight hundred miles away.

This allowed him to see a direction, just too general, too vague. After all, immortals surpass ordinary people in all aspects, and it is too difficult to say that they can complete their counts.

"Brother Wang, why is this, the younger brother has another opinion. This immortal character is made of one person and one mountain. If you go up the mountain, you will be a fairy, and if you go down the mountain, you will be a human. The man surnamed Li shook the folding fan lightly and spoke slowly.

"Oh, this brother's words are more interesting, please advise. Sun Changyuan picked up the wine glass, saluted the man surnamed Li, and then drank it.

The man surnamed Li smiled at Sun Changyuan, and then hugged his fists and said: "In my opinion, this person and a mountain are the key to immortals." This mountain is not a substance, but a peak. This immortal is not a real immortal, he is still a human being, but he is a person with extraordinary qualities. For example, Taibai Daoren, he is respected by the world as a poet immortal, and like the old Wu Qingfeng Wu in the south of the city, he is respected by people as a medical immortal.

When they reach the pinnacle of the world in poetry or medicine, and when they stand on a mountain, they are immortals. Even if they are still mortals, they will still be regarded as immortals by everyone. If one day, I can drink and drink a little famous, maybe I can be called a wine fairy by the world, haha. The man surnamed Li stopped saying and smiled.

When the literati and inkmen at this table heard this, they couldn't help but be embarrassed. It's just that Luo Yuan's table frowned and pondered, feeling that what he said seemed to have some truth. It's just that the mountain, they don't quite agree. The pinnacle is the pinnacle, but is it really just a matter of doing one thing to the extreme? But if you think about it carefully, it may really be a road to becoming an immortal. If you can cultivate the way of the sword to the extreme, prove the way with the sword, it seems that it is not impossible to set foot in the immortal way.

"Why do you need to frown so much, just say it casually, don't take it to heart. The man surnamed Li raised his wine glass, saluted Luo Yuan and the others, and then drank it slowly.