Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 81 Old things are over but we are embarking on a new path

The wine is Mei Lingxian.

Wu Meng conjured three jasper glass cups and lit three sparks into them.

When the wine is put into the bowl, plum blossoms and snow are falling in it, and it is cooked by a fierce fire, making half of it blue and half red.

Xiao Minghuang stared at it without blinking, his expression was extremely shocked, and then he suddenly became intoxicated in the fragrance and color of the wine. The shadow of the wine was reflected in the shadow of his eyes, and the turbid eyes seemed to be bright again.

"You...begged for magic?"

Wu Meng nodded: "The night is still long, I can tell you slowly what you want to hear."

"Of course I want to hear it."

Wu Meng smiled and started talking about the wasted time of twenty years, and then picked up some interesting fairy tales.

Xiao Minghuang listened quietly, asking curious questions from time to time, sometimes making him laugh, and sometimes feeling nervous and worried.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's even, Wu Meng."

Wu Meng glanced sideways.

Xiao Minghuang said: "When Mo Ping and I went down the mountain to explore, we were talking about the letters we wrote. Finally, I heard you talk about it."

He looked down at the wine glass where the light and shadow were intertwined.

"That's right." Wu Meng suddenly asked: "Which one in the palace is your biological child?"

"if not?"

"Only seedling?"

Xiao Minghuang blinked like an old naughty boy: "There are three more, and the stupidest one stays in the palace to guard the country."

Wu Meng laughed out loud.

After that, the two chatted for a long time.

The sky was slightly bright, Xiao Minghuang raised his eyes and looked: "Wu Meng, I think it's time to say goodbye."

Wu Meng was silent for a moment: "Take care!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Xiao Minghuang raised his glass and drank Mei Lingxian down in one gulp.

There was a look of joy and relief on his face, and he fell into a deep intoxication.

Wu Meng poured the remaining cup on Song Moping's grave, called someone to put Xiao Minghuang in place, and finally looked at the mansion and turned to leave.

……

After coming out of the old house, Wu Meng did not leave Jueshan directly, but returned to Daocang Pavilion.

The pavilion still maintains the layout of a long time ago. The maple trees in the courtyard are growing vigorously, but there are overgrown weeds everywhere you look.

No one has been here for an unknown period of time.

Wu Meng opened the room and saw two plywood on the table, pressed with bluestone.

There was a thick stack of letters pressed between the plywood.

This plywood was left behind by Wu Meng when he left. He used it to cover his farewell letter to Jiang Shanshan. Unexpectedly, it was used by Jiang Shanshan again.

After all, he is his own disciple, so he should learn from others.

With a flick of his finger, the envelope flew into his palm.

It records Jiang Shanshan’s thoughts and thoughts about his adventures over the years, and it’s about the frequency of one letter per year.

The writing ranges from a young girl, to a steady heroine, and then to a hermit who has emerged from the world. Some of the letters can answer Wu Meng's questions in her heart.

'Teacher, this year's Lantern Festival, there is snow... I was boating alone in the middle of the river, looking at the busy market in the distance, and suddenly I understood you...'

"Another three years, teacher...I feel more and more that prosperity is fleeting...I have happy news, this year I broke through to the second-rate!"

"Teacher, in the past few days, I have been thinking about the people and things that happened in Ketuoze for no reason. I feel like something is... breaking out of my shell. Yes, that's what it feels like!"

"Teacher, I understand the state of mind!! Heavenly state! Is this the heavenly state? But I am clearly still in the second-rate state!"

"I have stayed at Jueshan for the whole year, and all my energy has turned into energy... That boy in the palace is so annoying. If it weren't for your sake, teacher, I would have killed him with a sword..."

"Teacher, are you still alive? I will come to the north to find you in two years, and I have agreed to provide for you in your old age!"

"Teacher... I suddenly figured out what the elixir you gave me back then was. At that time, I just thought it was novel and interesting. Now that I think about it... I must be a mortal without any immortal roots..."

"Looking at the monument when I leave today...I think I understand what you mean...Master doesn't expect anything in return from you, so you don't expect anything in return from me..."

"Teacher, this is the last letter. I have decided not to come to you. I am going to the west. I heard that there is a distant country at the end of the yellow sand... I am going to see other rivers and lakes...

I feel...the Heaven Realm is not the end of martial arts.

Teacher, good-bye! "

After Wu Meng looked at it, he was silent for a long time and let out a long breath.

Coincidentally.

Wang Xumeng had just given the map to him not long ago, and now he has a place to put it to use.

On the map, Qinglan is located in the southeast corner, with the ocean to the east and south. Only to the west, across the endless desert, is a settlement.

Not only that, there were cities all the way to the northwest of this settlement, and the road was cut off until they reached a certain big country in Qingya Continent.

Of course, this road ahead refers to mortals.

For monks, you can go anywhere in the world, it just depends on whether it is dangerous or not.

If Jiang Shanshan goes in that direction, at least it's not a dead end.

Let’s talk about the issue of heaven.

Jiang Shanshan was able to understand the state of mind even at a second-rate level, which was truly incredible. It was far beyond the common sense of martial artists.

Investigating the reason, Wu Meng could only speculate from the text of the letter.

The key is that Jiang Shanshan has had experiences since childhood that others cannot match in their lifetime.

First he was a beggar wandering the streets, and then by chance, he knocked down the lord of Ketuoze City with one punch, completing the collapse and reconstruction of his ideology.

Later, he accepted the words and deeds of the strongest warrior in the world at that time.

Wu Meng's experiences, experiences and perceptions in this and previous lives have more or less left their mark on him.

Considering all these factors, Jiang Shanshan's mental breakthrough does not seem so difficult to understand.

Now it seems that the key to martial arts lies in the transformation of the state of mind, and internal strength is secondary. The transformation of the state of mind depends on various factors such as experience and extreme experience.

Martial arts is a path that pays equal attention to accumulation of foundation and breakthrough of limits.

Wu Meng is originally in the heavenly realm.

After thinking for a while, I could vaguely see the next martial arts road, and also indirectly understood the reason why Jiang Shanshan chose West Desert.

He shook his head and came to his senses.

These valuable experiences are no longer important to him now, because he has embarked on a completely different path.

Something happened here.

Next we have to go to the Western Desert.

At that time, Wang Shisong once marked the location of the hidden cave on a map.

If Wu Meng finds nothing in the north of Qinglan, this place will be his second choice in pursuing the path to immortality.

Now that he has entered Taoism, it will be an immortal fate.

In addition, there are other sect affairs.

It is said that many years ago, an elder from a sect left a bloodline while traveling in Qinglan, and by chance, the branches spread and became a large clan.

Now this elder has passed away.

Wu Meng's mission is to find his descendants to see if there is anyone with immortal roots who can be brought back to the sect.

A simple errand.

Half a day later.

West Desert.

The sun is scorching and the sky is filled with yellow sand.

There is a shuttle suspended in the sky above a land of quicksand.

Wu Meng stood on the Liuyun Shuttle, pointing his fingers at the imperial tactics and concentrating on sensing.

Under the quicksand, an earth vein talisman wandered like an earth dragon.

Leaning slightly, Wu Meng's eyes lit up.

found it!

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