The sky is as cold as water at night.
It was late at night, the sky was cloudless, the bright moon was as full as a silver plate, the countless moonlight was shining down, and everything was hazy and quiet.
The moonlight, which cannot be called bright, is gentle and deserted, coating the sky and earth with a layer of frost and snow. Even the stars that can dominate the frost and snow on the vast silver sky are suppressed, and only a few are bright. The star points are embedded in the deep and dense darkness, revealing their own brilliance.
It is neither tolerable to darkness nor inferior to moonlight.
It's just that the distance is too far. Even if the mortals standing in the world are not obscured by the moonlight or distracted by the bright moon, they can look at and appreciate each other from a distance across the distance of time and space, but they cannot cross the immeasurable distance and see the true reality. face.
In front of an ordinary thatched house, a stone table was placed in front of the man, with only a pot of turbid wine and two cups on it.
He did not light a lamp, but it was not dark around him. As the moonlight flowed, everything was covered in silver, giving him a glow all over the courtyard.
Everything seemed so quiet, and everything in the world should have gone into rest at such a late night, leaving only one person here.
Gu Dan sat quietly in front of the stone table. There was a full glass of wine in front of him, but he did not drink it.
He just sat there, but his eyes seemed to have traveled back many years.
A long, long time ago, he also drank alone under the moonlight.
The boundless wilderness and moonlight also broke into my mind.
The sky and the earth are long, and there is only one shadow.
Lonely and lonely, independent and unchanging.
Maybe that's how it should be.
But that night many years ago, when he was dancing for himself, someone pushed open the door of his courtyard.
He barged in with his body full of wind, rain, and pain, and begged him for a drink.
He only gave me wine.
But there was no real response.
Gu Dan picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Extremely bitter.
This is new wine.
Not long after it was brewed, he, the acting head of Ping An Village, was invited to taste it.
But the wine was neither fragrant nor strong, only full of bitterness, which made it difficult to drink.
Old wine should taste good when drinking together. This is a truth that ordinary people understand.
New wine has no time to carve it, the storm is surging, the ambition is full, and it is only a temporary provision when eaten in a hurry.
But where is the old wine here?
New wine is hard to come by. Even if you drink it normally, it still has some flavor.
Just when drinking new wine, people will inevitably miss the mellowness of the old wine and the drunkenness that can make people drunk.
The night is getting darker.
Gu Dan picked up the wine bottle and added another glass for himself.
The wine bottle landed on the stone table again, making a soft sound, adding a touch of color to the silent night.
Looking at the refilled wine cup in front of him, Gu Dan hesitated to pick it up.
Those clear eyes became calmer and calmer, but his fingers tapped lightly on the table unconsciously.
As if waiting for someone.
But no.
Yes, how many people are willing to travel long distances late at night?
The thin wine he had was extremely unpalatable.
It's too late now if I want to find someone to have a drink with.
There was a long silence.
Gu Dan himself picked up the cup of wine in front of him and drank it himself, knowing the taste.
However, he had just picked up the wine cup when the courtyard door suddenly opened with a sound.
Hearing that voice, Gu Dan was overjoyed. He stood up suddenly. His hand that was always very stable could not hold the wine cup. The wine dripped freely along the slender fingers, and Gu Dan refused to move at all. After paying attention, he turned around and shouted excitedly: "Mo"
After shouting just one word, it got stuck in his throat.
Where is Mo Qiu? The one who opened the small courtyard door was a charming figure in red.
Fu Su Xin.
The joy on Gu Dan's face was like freezing, gradually disappearing.
He came to his senses.
Fu Suxin looked at Gu Dan who reacted so violently that she was completely unexpected, and quickly explained: "I was also admiring the moon. I heard some movement in your yard, Mr. Kong, so I came over to take a look. .”
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There was a brief silence.
"oh."
Gu Dan nodded lightly and put the wine cup back on the table. He no longer had the uncontrollable joy at the beginning, and said in an extremely calm tone: "Sit wherever you want, but I only have a pot of new wine here."
Fu Suxin walked in a little uneasily. She didn't know what mistake she had made before that could make Mr. Gu so excited.
At this time, he could only bravely walk to the stone table, pick up the wine bottle, fill up the wine cup that Gu Dan accidentally knocked over, and said without words: "Mr. Kong is also admiring the moon?"
"Yeah. The moonlight is nice today."
Gu Dan nodded lightly.
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Fu Suxin tilted her head and thought for a while, then reluctantly picked up the conversation after a while, and said: "There don't seem to be any festivals here in Ping'an Village. In Dingguo, when my father was still there, every year in mid-August, the whole family would Gather together to enjoy the moon, drink, and celebrate. During that time, everyone will drink and sing with family and friends, and count the past years.
But I was still young at that time, so I just cared about eating. "
"Ping An Village is located here to avoid the war. Festivals are because there are things to commemorate, or to find a few free days for yourself and your relatives and friends on particularly busy days. Ping An Village has no big Things have changed, and the days are peaceful and quiet, so naturally there is no need for these things.
If they want, they can find friends and relatives for a long time every day and play with them. "
Gu Dan was not particularly cold, so he answered patiently.
Fu Suxin: "."
She didn't mean that!
At this time, shouldn't you talk about your past, relatives and friends?
Ping An Village is just an introduction to the topic!
Just like adding "I heard" or "I saw" before telling a story will appear very convincing. Who wants you to really prove your conclusion? That's not important at all!
Chickens and ducks talk, but they don’t understand the customs!
However, having said this, Fu Suxin could only stiffly ask directly: "Speaking of which, I have lived here in Ping'an Village for a long time. Why is Mr. Gu always alone?
Even drinking and having fun without anyone to accompany you would seem a bit too cold.
Why not call your friends and come to this paradise to live for a while, where you can not only relax and nourish yourself, but also talk over wine? Wouldn't it be nice? "
Gu Dan: "."
He glanced at Fu Suxin faintly, but said nothing.
Where does he have any old friends?
Not to mention recruiting friends and talking over drinks?
This is Zhenchuan, not the Gu family courtyard.
It is now the 125th year of Xianlin, and it is not the 22nd year of Zongming.
The geographical distance is not a problem, but the distance in time seems too long, so long that we can only look back but cannot get close. All the past events can only become farther and farther away, leaving only a clear glow in our hearts.
He never liked talking about the past.
Perhaps this is what the immortals should have endured.
The torrent of time pushes people away, and those heroes, saints, heroes and even saints and kings who stirred up the situation in the past have all left.
Immortal was originally a guest from heaven, but now he comes into the world with the wind.
When you come, you don't have a trace of your body, and when you leave, you feel like you are alone.
There shouldn't be any complaints, just a bit regretful.
"I can't drink anymore."
After a moment of 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 rippled in his throat and went straight into his heart and lungs, enjoying 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 coming to visit him?
She was just using this to introduce the topic, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
Then Fu Suxin asked again: "Although he has no old friends, Mr. Kong must have many descendants, right?"
"Junior?"
Playing with the empty wine cup in his hand, Gu Dan finally had a smile in his eyes and cursed: "There are some useless ones."
"It's hard to say that. Whether I am successful or not depends on who I am competing with. If I have to compete with you, I am afraid that no one will be successful."
Fu Suxin shrugged.
"That little bastard."
Halfway through the scolding, Gu Dan stopped, shook his head, and said nothing more.
Now a hundred years have passed.
Cang You has not yet become a master, and I am afraid that he is already separated from yin and yang.
Even if he returns to Xia Dynasty, he should not be seen anymore.
After time and long distance, there is no point in scolding Cang for being careless.
As for the other younger generations, Xun Ke has been promoted to the Grand Master with his help. It is natural that he will live for more than 100 years. It is even possible for him to live for 200 years if he does not give up his practice. He should still be alive now.
The same is true for Qin Lisheng, but Qin Lisheng is much older than Xun Ke. The Moh family can be regarded as a model of "no feet touching the ground" when they are busy, and there is no leisure at all.
Therefore, he is definitely not that interested in cultivation, and it is very possible that he may even stagnate directly.
With Qin Lisheng's temperament, since he has to travel around the world, he will definitely have to go through arduous struggles again and again. At this time, it is hard to say whether he is still here or not.
Having not returned to the Xia Dynasty for so many years, Gu Dan actually has free time now and can go back and take a look.
But he never went back.
What if we go back?
When we meet, we drink and talk happily.
And then, is it like witnessing Gong Shangguo, Wang Mang, and Xiaoying watching their only remaining relatives and friends pass away one by one?
Gu Dan really didn't want to experience this kind of thing again, so he watched helplessly, unable to do anything.
Yes, he is comparable to Jin Dan at this time.
Yes, he is like a tree.
If the immortal does not come out, he is already invincible on earth.
But there is still no way to increase life expectancy.
Grandmaster is the limit of what he can help, and he even needs the other person to have the qualifications to be promoted to grandmaster.
As for the acquired Qi, although it is a poor imitation of the innate Qi, it can only exist as one and cannot be divided.
Isn’t this a path where if I leave, others must stop.
It is said that the world is so difficult, how can the rules of immortality not be cruel!
In addition to his descendants, he also has an old friend lying there. He is sure to go back and see it, but Gu is also worried about it and has unspeakable worries.
The more your strength improves, the more you realize how short life is.
If we really calculate it based on the longevity of a martial arts master, even if Mo Qiu's physical 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 he still be treated more than a hundred years later?
Gu was worried that there was no trace of certainty at all.
With his current strength, the thickness of his soul, and his celestial vision, he can easily see through a person's sea of consciousness, and it's clear whether there are any fluctuations in his 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?
In case it's still there!
Since there can be one more immortal person like him in this world, why can't there be room for a sage?
But once you go back and gain insight, it’s hard to keep your expectations.
Thinking on the bright side, even if there were some slight fluctuations in spiritual thoughts, he would not be able to save the reshaping.
Here we have to wait until the immortal comes to the world, the lock of heaven and earth is opened, the door to immortality is reopened to the mortal world, and all living beings can climb the immortal path again. Even if there are endless hardships and hardships in the immortal path, life span can be increased several times.
When I go back, I can see my descendants and take care of them in a real sense.
What if we go back now?
He had done everything he needed to 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 that the immortal will return soon, so that he can have the opportunity to take care of his descendants again in the real prosperous age of immortal cultivation, instead of watching them die of old age one by one and sighing helplessly.
Moreover, the conception of his Dao body is also in progress, and it is still forty-four years away.
If nothing else happens, the one who walks around the world next time should be the one with the Great Dao.
As for the original body, it won't be too late to take action after he learns the magical power of blood rebirth.
It's just that the various calculations, concerns, and considerations during this period cannot be explained to outsiders, and can only be endured by oneself.
No more, but I still miss you.
I'm afraid that if we meet again, we will only be separated forever.
"It's all gone."
Gu Dan shook his head and said no more.
"You are just too lonely. You still stay in one place and don't go out. You no longer have old friends, but you can still make new ones!"
Fu Suxin saw that Gu Wen was not in a good mood and quickly comforted him: "With your..."
She was confused for a while, not knowing what to say.
strength?
looks?
Or xinxing?
These words don't seem right to use as a compliment.
"With your profound knowledge, I don't know how many people want to know you!"
After struggling for a while, Fu Suxin compensated.
"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 be so quick anymore and watch my old friend grow old.
Along with the improvement of strength, longevity will also increase significantly.
Nowadays, the mortal world can no longer tolerate 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 together for long.
When he comes to the prosperous age of cultivating immortals, if he meets a talented cultivator who likes him, it is not impossible for him to walk a journey together.
Otherwise, how should we deal with the wear and tear in our hearts when we watch our old friends and relatives leave one by one so quickly?
Although it is said that cultivating immortals also requires cultivating the mind, cultivating the mind in this way will inevitably lead to excessive sadness, and sooner or later one's emotions will be exhausted.
It is precisely because of cherishing that we have to keep a distance.
Now, he only waits for the lock between heaven and earth to be completely opened before he can return to the world.
(End of chapter)
