Tao and Heaven

Chapter 223: Legacy
When he first left the cage, Gu Wen was like a country bumpkin entering the city. He looked at everything he saw and went into every store to have a look.

There are so many elixirs, spiritual fruits, magic weapons, robes, formations, secret books, etc. that you can’t wait to see them all.

Gu Wen stood in front of a stall and saw a string of "Tanghulu" and asked curiously:

"Boss, how much are your candied haws?"

"What boss? Where did you come from, you country bumpkin? At least call me a real person or a Taoist friend. This is not a candied haws, but a five-element spirit fruit."

The female cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage looked at Gu Wen with disdain. Because her cultivation level was so low that it could penetrate the floor, she couldn't tell Gu Wen's cultivation level at all.

Of course, she would not be so rash. To investigate other monks is like taking out their wallets and counting the coins in them.

"You can't even afford a set of robes. Why don't I introduce you to some jobs? I see that you have a good-looking appearance. Although you are not handsome, your temperament is quite like that of a Taoist monk. You are very popular with some old Jurchens."

Hearing this, Gu Wen was not angry, but amused instead.

He laughed and said, "I was born in a peasant family. I am not ugly, but I am not good-looking either. You are introducing me to the flesh trade."

In fact, monks are also vulgar, they just link all kinds of livelihoods with cultivation, and even selling their bodies is called dual cultivation. This was Gu Wen's first impression, and he was not too surprised.

After all, cultivation is not about becoming an immortal on the spot after a breath of spiritual energy enters the body. The imagined immortal style and spirit can only be achieved by a True Lord. The rest of the cultivators should farm the land or sell their bodies.

The only difference is that blood inheritance is not universal among monks, so this class is overshadowed by talent and cultivation.

There are disciples from large sects, disciples from small sects, independent cultivators, etc., but none of them are born rich.

Mortals are ordinary people living in ancient times, and monks are modern people living in ancient times.

They actually enjoyed a richer material life and lifespan than modern people, lived without illness or pain, and lived to an average of 100 years old.

However, this is exactly what Gu Wen wants. If all cultivators were cut from the same mold and were all dull people like Xiao Yunyi, it would be too boring.

Traveling through the world, it is interesting to see all kinds of living things.

"Oh, what's so vulgar about this? Immortal Qingcang said that the human race is not divided into immortals and mortals. We are not immortals to begin with, so aren't these just two taels of meat?"

The female monk thought Gu Wen had some idea, and immediately added fuel to the fire, "Think about it, only with spiritual stones can you add robes, and only with robes can you find a Taoist partner. Look at the young man over there, and then look at yourself."

Gu Wen looked in the direction the other party pointed. About ten feet away, he saw a group of young boys and girls standing in front of a magic weapon shop. They were wearing the same sect clothes, with fluttering white robes and carrying swords.

At first glance, he fits Gu Wen's stereotype of a cultivator.

"It looks a lot like Brother Xiao's clothes."

The female monk at the side seemed to confirm his guess and said, "You don't recognize him, right? He is a disciple of Zhejian Mountain, which is known as the best in military science and the best sect outside of Buddhism, Taoism and magic. His robes look like cloth and silk, but they are actually made of tens of millions of fine iron wires, and have amazing defensive power."

The female nun gave Gu Wen a long scientific lecture on the matter of the robes.

In short, there are three types of robes: the best grade with gold thread cloud patterns, the middle grade with fine iron and copper patterns, and the lowest grade must be indestructible by fire and invulnerable to water.

Due to different materials and refining methods, these three different shapes will appear.

"Even the lowly have to wear silk and satin clothes. Yours is too shabby, so worn out and old. When you go out, people rely on clothes, and Buddhas rely on gold."

Gu Wen looked at the green Taoist robe he was wearing. As far as he could remember, there were gold threads and cloud patterns on it, but they had long since disappeared after eight hundred years.

"That's right, but I am poor, poor, if I'm not poor, how can I have the Tao?"

He said this as a joke, then stood up and left. The female cultivator behind him took two steps forward and shouted:

"You really don't want to make a living? I'm a non-staff steward of Qianfeng Tower. If you change your mind, just come find me. With your temperament, you can really earn a lot of spirit stones."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around looked over.

The disciples of Zhejian Mountain in the distance also cast their eyes over. Those with quicker eyes could see Gu Wen's face, but those who were a little slower had already lost sight of him.

What young people care about most are three things: appearance, fame, and talent.

The disciples who did not see it asked others, and those who saw it expressed their opinions, but were then interrupted by the tallest female swordsman among them.

She said in a cold voice, "Misfortune comes from the mouth, don't comment on others. If a powerful senior blames you, what will you do?"

"Big sister, he is dressed like that. Even if he is a powerful senior, I believe that a senior who can dress so simply will not care about this remark."

One of the male disciples waved his hand with an indifferent look, which won the approval of the people around him.

Those who care about their appearance will not dress tatteredly, while those who do not care will not.

"If you are not a great man, you cannot comment on others at will. Being a person is like practicing swordsmanship. If your heart is not upright and your body is not upright, how can you practice swordsmanship?"

The woman's eyes moved slightly, and the fellow apprentices around her immediately shut their mouths, which showed that her power had been accumulated for a long time.

"But the man just now was indeed a little special. I don't know where he came from. He was wearing a rough blue cloth and had nothing on him, not even a Qiankun bag."

"Big sister, you've also been evaluated."

"Praise doesn't offend anyone."

"Senior sister, be lenient with yourself!"

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After wandering for a day and a night, Gu Wen hadn't even seen one thousandth of Liangjie City.

It seems like there are endless shops, different people, and different things. You can make new discoveries just by walking into an alley.

The Two Worlds City is too prosperous, gathering together all forces from heaven and earth, and all kinds of people and things.

Gu Wen had an urge to stay for a few years, but he still had a lot of things to do, at least he had to go to Sanqing Mountain first.

Otherwise, when my master comes to arrest me, I'm afraid he will beat me up.

After asking for directions from various people, Gu Wen arrived at the Liangjie City Airport. Far away from the bustling urban area, there was a vast plain with endless shuttles, ships and boats lined up.

They vary in size and shape, the largest one is a thousand feet long, and the smallest one is ten feet long.

Relatively simple houses were also built on the outskirts to accommodate guests who needed to take the flying boat.

Gu Wen could naturally use some tricks to walk on his own, but he didn't know the way and he also wanted to experience it.

He walked into one of them and met the group of Sword Sect disciples at the door again. He heard them talking to the waitress at the counter.

"The universe is in turmoil right now. Currently, except for powerful beings with the cultivation level of a True Lord or above, all flying boats are unable to move."

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know yet, but according to convention, if more than a week passes, the immortals of Liangjie City will take action to calm the turbulence. Young heroes can register first, in case there are no tickets left later."

After some conversation, the Sword Sect disciples decided to stay overnight. A week is very short for a cultivator, and it can be passed in one meditation session.

Then the Sword Sect disciples stepped aside and politely made way for the newcomers. Gu Wen was not in the front row, there were many people in front of him.

A pair of eyes fell on him. Gu Wen noticed it and turned his head to look, only to see an extremely tall woman among the crowd of Sword Sect disciples looking at him.

It is normal for cultivators to have beautiful appearance. Through the skin and flesh, their bone structure is also excellent, with a hint of sword spirit.

Innate sword bone.

Gu Wen suddenly realized the truth, saw the essence at a glance, and knew the whole world at a glance.

The female cultivator of the Sword Sect nodded slightly, and Gu Wen nodded back. Then, she suddenly turned slightly sideways, and a figure squeezed past from behind, just brushing past and almost falling. A young man arrogantly pushed his way in, and everyone in front was pushed away by him.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

When he pushed a middle-stage foundation-building man who was near the front, he was thrown aside by someone, who said in a voice as loud as a bell: "Where did this scoundrel come from, trying to bully others?"

The young man fell on his butt and screamed in pain, causing people around him to laugh at him. He was so embarrassed that his face turned visibly red.

"How brave! Do you know who my young master is? My young master is a true disciple of the Liuyun Sect of Wenkuizhou."

The big man's face changed slightly when he heard this, but he could only hold on in front of everyone and said:

"Master Dao, I don't care whose dog you are. Can you kill me in Liangjie City? Outside Liangjie City, can you find Master Dao anywhere in the world?"

"Okay! Okay! Just wait for me."

After a stick of incense, the young man brought in a handsome man in yellow clothes, with a ray of golden light shining from time to time on his clothes.

He took the initiative to display his cultivation level, and he turned out to be a great cultivator in the Golden Core Stage!
"It was him. I was trying to get a position in a nice way, but he beat me up! He even said, 'Where did you come from?'"

The phrase "a bully taking advantage of the power of others" clearly revealed his true colors. Gu Wen found it extremely funny and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But the others were not as calm as Gu Wen. The big man was facing a powerful enemy, while the others dared not speak out.

The young man in yellow first looked at the big man, and then he noticed the tall woman among the disciples of the Sword Sect. A look of surprise immediately appeared on his face, and he took two steps at a time to move forward.

He bowed his hands and said with a bright smile: "I never thought I would meet Fairy Xie here again."

Xie Yunan's eyes were cold, and he just nodded slightly, looking like he didn't want to talk any more. The young man in yellow obviously didn't know what was going on, and continued to chat shamelessly.
Gu Wen could hear the female disciple of the Sword Sect communicating with the big man, asking him to leave quickly, and a conflict was resolved invisibly.

'He is much more tactful than Brother Xiao.'

The thought flashed through his mind, and Gu Wen continued to queue quietly until it was his turn.

The maid put on a business smile and looked at Gu Wen.

Gu Wen was dressed in a coarse green robe, with no other unnecessary decorations or visible magic weapons except for the jade pendant on his chest.

Either he is poor or he is a hermit. The former is more likely, but it is basic to open the door and welcome guests with a smile, no matter who they are.

In this short moment, she finalized the name and said:
"Hello, Senior. How can I help you?"

Gu Wen said: "I need to go to Sanqing Mountain."

As soon as he said this, the way people around him looked at him changed.

Clothes make the man, but identity is also a kind of clothes.

The maid was even more polite and patiently answered, "Senior, Sanqing Mountain was destroyed four hundred years ago. If you want to go to Sanqing Dao Sect, there are two different places. One is in Xuanhuangzhou, which is convenient for Qingcang Immortal to rule the human race, and the other is in the border."

"Which one are you going to?"

Sanqing Mountain is gone?
Gu Wen felt quite regretful. When Yu Hua took him straight to the Ninth Heaven to see the sky, the most eye-catching thing was Sanqing Mountain. Jianmu was really guilty of many sins.

He said, "Let's go to Xuanhuangzhou."

"Okay, a total of ten high-grade spirit stones, or one hundred mid-grade spirit stones. We don't accept low-grade ones."

"I don't have any spirit stones, but I have something. I wonder if it can be used as a boat ticket."

Gu Wen took out a grayish-white token, which had been stripped of its original rainbow light by time.

The maid tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with disdain but she hid it well. She took it with both hands and took a look.

"Senior, I'm sorry, I don't recognize this thing. You can go to the pawn shop to show it to someone, maybe you can exchange it for some spiritual stones. We don't barter here."

When the magic power touched it, the flying rainbow sounded, and a little bit of starlight flew into the air. Then the rainbow light twisted and meandered like a long snake, connecting the mountains and rivers of the human race for thousands of miles.

This map leads to various places, marking the routes of all the sects engaged in shipping. It also includes some confidential routes, all of which are recorded in great detail.

Even the largest immortal ship currently docked at the airport may not have such a complete map.

"This"

The maid was stunned and sweat began to appear on her forehead. She hurriedly put away the star map and activated the isolation formation under the counter.

A thin white mist obscures the outside world.

Then she became extremely humble and said with her head down, "I can't identify this thing. Can I ask the deacon for instructions?"

"can."

A few minutes later, a middle-aged monk walked over quickly, picked up the Feihong Order and probed into his mind.

It was the first time he saw such a complete star map and he was stunned.

There are tens of thousands of ways to move through the void. It is extremely difficult to carve out a path in the void. It is the lifeline of each family. But this small token actually covers most of the routes.

Going deeper, he saw the signatures of hundreds of sects, the leading of which was the Three Pure Ones Taoist Sect!
【.With this order, wherever human ships go, wherever immortal boats go, they can all board them】

[Yang Yuan Geng Shen Year]

The deacon rolled up his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, returned the Feihong Order with both hands, and said with a forced smile: "Senior, you can board the ship, but there is a small problem."

Gu Wen asked, "What's the problem?"

The deacon said sincerely, "The record on your token is that it was made eight hundred years ago. Now eight hundred years later, you are using it, but the sect has not informed you of the existence of this token. Please allow me to confirm something with the sect."

He was actually not sure whether the Feihong Order was real, but the star map inside was correct.

"Naturally."

Gu Wen nodded. It was normal for others to make things convenient for themselves and for themselves to make things convenient for others.

"please wait."

The deacon left quickly, and the isolation formation was lifted, and the others looked at him curiously.

Gu Wen didn't say much. He found a corner and sat down quietly. The maid brought him wine and food. Her extremely respectful appearance and the identity of the Three Pure Ones seemed to put on a cloud-patterned robe for him.

No one came to disturb him, and he just looked at Feihong Ling quietly, and some memories came to his mind.

It was a bright white figure, and his mind, which had been calm for eight hundred years, was a little frosty at this moment.

As the sun set, the deacon came again. His attitude became more humble, and the look he gave Gu Wen was mixed with awe and excitement.

"Your Feihong Order is correct, and there is property in Liangjie City that belongs to you. Do you want to go and take a look?"

"property?"

"It's a small courtyard in Xiaoping Lane, left by a friend of yours who has passed away."

Xiaoping Lane has a beautiful and quiet environment. The bluestone slabs extend all the way into a small courtyard, where jujube trees protrude from the wall.

Gu Wen pushed open the creaking door, and a quiet courtyard came into view. Thanks to the formation, everything remained spotless.

(End of this chapter)