vstars Chapter 142: Dreamer, Journey
Chapter 142: Dreamer, Journey
The wine is finished but the crowd is still there.
The auntie sitting next to them was as greedy as a tiger. She wanted to eat all the leftover food on the table like a whirlwind.
How could the woman who was opposite her have the chance to make her have her way? She relied on her youth and vigor, her more than enough strength, and she had already planned it, which she had rehearsed several times in her mind.
Only a low shout was heard.
The wine table is like a battlefield.
In the end, the two were evenly matched and left in a hurry.
Li Changxiao changed back into his white clothes. After the wine was finished and everyone left, he patted his body, stood up and left.
He walked slowly and circled the Su family mansion. He found a side door wide open, so he walked straight in, looking for something in the Su family mansion.
The Su family mansion was very large, and the rockery and water were very beautiful. Soon, Li Changxiao found his target.
He saw from afar a woman playing happily in the yard, squatting down and observing the rockery in front of her.
Suddenly, the woman sensed something, turned around abruptly, and saw Li Changxiao in white.
Her face lit up with joy and she immediately reached into her pocket, feeling for something.
While running towards Li Changxiao.
"sugar…"
She took out a sugar cube and ran over to give it to Li Changxiao.
Li Changxiao took it with a smile, played with the woman for a while, and then left from the Su Mansion.
The next day.
Su Yun asked the butler whether among the people who pretended to be him, there was a swordsman in white who came to run for election.
The butler recalled briefly and found that there really was such a person. The swordsman was handsome and left a deep impression on him. But unfortunately, he never came back to collect the final payment and most likely died along the way.
After hearing this, Su Yun understood that the white-robed swordsman from yesterday was most likely him from Buddha City.
He ordered a search to begin. He really wanted to meet the other person, sit down with him, drink some wine, and talk about past events on the road. That would be a very interesting experience.
But he was destined to be disappointed.
There was no news of the swordsman in any of the Su family's inns in Changwu City.
However, I heard that someone saw a swordsman in white sleeping on the ground near the city gate. He was sleeping soundly, snoring loudly, and could not be woken up even if called.
Upon hearing this, Su Yun rode the mansion's horse to the city gate, but still could not find the white-clothed swordsman. After asking the vendor nearby, he found out that the swordsman had woken up naturally an incense stick of time ago and walked out of the city on foot.
Su Yun climbed up the city wall and looked into the distance. As expected, he could vaguely see the swordsman.
The swordsman drank heavily and staggered, seeming drunk, yet not drunk.
Su Yun suddenly smiled.
Right.
See you in the rivers and lakes, let’s have a drink together.
That's enough.
It's just that times have changed.
If he had seen such a person a year ago, he would have been yearning for him. With one man, one wine and one sword, wherever he was, the entire world was his. He could roam freely between heaven and earth, riding his sword and riding the wind.
But now.
But he sensed a hint of loneliness from this figure.
suddenly.
Su Yun was stunned. In his sight, the swordsman did not even turn his head, but raised his hands and waved left and right.
Like a farewell.
It's like a long-lost greeting.
Su Yun smiled and waved his hand. He had a feeling that maybe at some point in the future, at his 50th birthday party? Or at his 60th or 70th birthday party, when he stood up to toast... he would be able to meet this most special figure in the world again.
He still looks the same, smiles the same, and would toast to me.
in this way……
is the best.
"Master, who is he?" The housekeeper following behind Su Yun asked curiously.
Su Yun turned around and walked down the city wall, smiling and saying, "Old friend."
After pondering for a moment, he added, "A guest in a dream."
"Dream guest?" The butler was stunned, not understanding the meaning of these three words.
Su Yun smiled and turned back to explain to him: "Everything goes against your heart, dreams leave no trace, life is fleeting, but with this old friend, I will have beautiful dreams to accompany me. Hahaha, Lao Liu, let's go drink!"
As Su Yun spoke, he suddenly laughed heartily.
I feel inexplicably happy.
Only by drinking can I express some of my feelings.
"Master, you..." The housekeeper was stunned, and a relieved smile gradually appeared on his face, "You have grown up. No wonder the master entrusted the Su family to you."
The housekeeper said: "I will tell Zuichunlou to prepare a banquet..."
"Need not."
Su Yun smiled and waved his hands, winking, "Let's go to the wine alley to drink, the wine there... is strong enough!"
"Buddha...it's all in the liquor!"
……
There are eight major domains in the world of Fuyao, namely Blue, Red, White, Green, Ding Fu, Xuan Ji.
Blue Domain, Red Domain, White Domain, Green Domain, Ding Domain, Fu Domain, Xuan Domain, and Ji Domain.
Lingtian Continent is located in Qingyu. Lingtian Dynasty is the only terrorist force in Qingyu that rules over the entire continent.
The past is gone with the wind.
As the first Ten Thousand Immortals Summit draws closer.
All the monks in the world were shocked.
The monks who had been hiding in the deep mountains and forests went out one after another and poured into the nearby mortal towns.
They regard themselves as ordinary people, and their actions are no different from those of ordinary people.
The cultivators who were originally living among the mortals were also preparing to temporarily withdraw from the world of mortals and rush to the Summit of Ten Thousand Immortals.
The summit of ten thousand immortals is held in the Dingyu of Fuyao Tianxia. The origin of the word "Ding" in Dingyu is taken from the word "Ding" in "the person who carries the tripod".
Qingyu borders Dingyu, but even so, to travel from Qingyu to Wanxian Peak in Dingyu, even if you take the shortest route, through the mountains, across the Yongjiang River... it will take about a full year.
Even if a monk has sealed his physique into a mortal body, his physical strength and endurance are still far beyond that of ordinary people. When encountering some dangerous terrains, most ordinary people would choose to take a detour, but monks would not. Relying on their excellent physical fitness, they can cross it, thus saving a lot of time.
If a mortal were to come, it would take at least six or seven years. A journey of six or seven years, with so many unexpected events, difficulties and obstacles along the way... it is almost unimaginable.
As the time goes.
The day of the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit is getting closer.
Countless cultivators have already started their journey to Dingyu.
On a sunny day, the fifth prince Li Tianyu chose an auspicious day and embarked on a journey to Dingyu.
This time, he went alone.
He did not ride in a carriage, nor did he have any military entourage.
……
A few days later.
The Lord of Mountains and Rivers with gray hair on the temple walked out. He took off the robe that symbolized his majesty and put on a refreshing Taoist robe. He tied up his long hair, carried the food and silver he had prepared long ago, and set out on the road to immortality again.
This slow path to immortality, no, it should be said that it is a path to change, and no one is willing to miss it, just like when we were young and resolutely embarked on the path of cultivation.
Most of the cultivators who are advancing through the world are on the road.
There are Taoist priests who have been hiding in Dragon City for a long time, teachers and apprentices who are cultivating in the temple, princesses who are in high positions of power, former prodigies, and thin people who are famous for their skills...
There are masters of holy lands and elders with top strength...
Some people even heard about it by chance and planned to go and see the lively white-clad swordsman.
The whole world is in turmoil.
It's clear to everyone.
The great era of spiritual practice will usher in a new era.
An era of change.
In this era, everyone is an ant.
(The theme of the first era was change and struggle, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference slowly began. The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is held every ten years, and I will try to describe the changes bit by bit.)
(Finally, please give me some free gifts (??w??)??)