Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 148 Wang Shen Lai

The answer is of course yes.

But few people remember him. Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye. Some of his former friends have ascended to heaven, some have died in the military and been reincarnated, and more are buried somewhere, separated from life and death forever.

Therefore, Wang Shenlai loves drinking and always regards fine wine as the best friend in the world. It will not leave, will not disagree, and will not turn against him one day.

When Yun Yi left the room with a heavy heart, he saw that the scholar drinking over there had not moved, except that there were a few more empty wine jars beside him.

He raised his glass towards him and said, "Young friend, why don't you have a few drinks?"

Yun Yi had long noticed that the other party seemed to be coming towards him, and thought that instead of refusing, he might as well go forward and test the other party's intentions.

So he didn't hesitate and sat down in front of the scholar. "My name is Yun Yi. May I ask your name, sir?"

"Here comes the God Wang." The scholar personally filled Yun Yi's glass with wine. "Just call me 'Sir'."

The servant boy next to him saw it and was very angry.

People are always inferior to each other. I have been serving you diligently for so long, but when have I ever seen you pour me a drink?
Yun Yi felt the turtle spirit's unfriendly gaze and asked, "Who is this?"

"A mere book boy, not worth mentioning."

The servant boy stamped his feet in anger, and the Pixiu shopkeeper over there couldn't help but laugh.

The turtle spirit couldn't help but mutter, "What little book boy? Don't I have a name?"

Wang Shenlai laughed and said, "You can barely read, yet you actually have a name?"

"Then...even if I don't have a name, won't you give me one?!"

"Okay, Yun Yi, why don't you give him a name?"

Yun Yi was surprised: "Me?"

Wang Shenlai nodded: "Of course it's you. There's no other person here named Yun Yi."

"Isn't that inappropriate?"

The turtle spirit got angry when he heard this: "If you don't want to, forget it!"

"It's not that I don't want to." Yun Yi just felt that this matter was a little inappropriate. The book boy was obviously a servant of Wang Shenlai, so what was the point of giving him a name?

However, Wang Shenlai was a man of exceptional demeanor, and he didn't seem to care about the matter, so Yun Yi thought for a moment and said, "How about calling him Jinglun?"

The turtle spirit glared at him: "Jinglun? What do you mean?"

Wang Shenlai said leisurely, "Only the most sincere person in the world can manage the great principles of the world, establish the great foundation of the world, and understand the transformation and nurturing of heaven and earth."

"That sounds good. I like this name."

Although the turtle spirit only had a vague understanding of the words, he found them easy to remember and the more he read them, the happier he became.

Then Wang Shenlai wrote the two words "Jinglun" in the air with wine, and pushed it towards the book boy with force. In an instant, the two words were engraved between the book boy's eyebrows, and the book boy's real body was immediately exposed.

The names written on the two wines were actually branded deep in the turtle spirit's soul, and have been inseparable from it ever since. If one wants to remove them, he will have to suffer the pain of stripping away his cultivation.

But once the mountain and water spirit has a suitable name, its practice will go smoothly from then on.

Wang Shenlai said, "If you achieve enlightenment in the future, don't forget Yun Yi's kindness in giving you the name."

The turtle spirit put away its mischievous temper at this moment and bowed solemnly to Yun Yi: "Thank you for the name."

Yun Yi finally discovered the demonic aura emanating from the servant boy and recognized him as a turtle spirit in human form. Since he had given him a name, he had already grasped his lifeblood.

This left Yun Yi completely confused, not understanding how he got into such a strange situation.

He asked cautiously, "Have I met you before, sir? Or... did you recognize me before?" Wang Shenlai nodded and said, "Of course we have met once."

Yun Yi frowned slightly, first looked at the scholar drinking opposite him, then looked carefully at the book boy Jinglun who was overjoyed and winking at the Pixiu.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he asked, "Could it be that you are the old man riding the green ox?"

Jing Lun couldn't help but answer quickly, "Finally I recognized you. I'm the cow you've been riding all the way!"

Wang Shenlai laughed heartily: "Haha, since we are old friends, let's make it clear!"

Yun Yi was relieved at this time, thinking that the cultivation level of the person who came was unfathomable, and that he could easily enlighten monsters to follow him was even more like an immortal. It would be bad for him to rashly guess the other party's intentions.

It’s better to just say what you want to say.

Wang Shen saw that Yun Yi was full of doubts, so he said, "Drink this cup, put your mind at ease, and follow me as I paint you!"

After saying this, he waved his sleeves and shook out a scroll. When he opened it, he found that it was a landscape painting in ink and wash.

As soon as Yun Yi put down his wine glass, he was pulled directly into the scroll by a force. When he came to his senses, he found himself in a splash-ink landscape.

A quaint stone bridge spans a shallow stream, a misty scene shrouding the distant mountains. Tall pines and cypresses stand tall on either side, and a stone path winds its way up the mountain.

Not far in front of me, there is a huge Ganoderma lucidum towering into the clouds, with willow branches rustling below and a stream gurgling.

Wang Shenlai sat in the middle and waved his hand, saying, "Come over here and talk."

Yun Yi saw two cushions placed under the Ganoderma lucidum and took the initiative to sit on the other one.

He said respectfully, "I wonder what advice you have for me, sir."

"You and I have a destiny." Wang Shenlai flicked his fingers and took out the Fangyuan Sword from Yun Yi's Xumi Ring and placed it in front of the two of them.

"Do you know Nangong Feitian?"

Wang Shenlai looked at Fang Yuanjian carefully, his eyes filled with reminiscence, and said, "When he was seeking the Dao as a disciple, I once gave him some guidance."

Yun Yi then realized that the scholar was Nangong Feitian's master. No wonder he was so kind to him.

However, Nangong Feitian had already reached the Ascension Realm a thousand years ago, so his master... wouldn't his cultivation be even more unfathomable?

The more Yun Yi thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The name Wang Shenlai seemed somewhat familiar.

There was once a strange man in the Three Realms and Nine Provinces. Faced with the ladder to heaven sent down from heaven, he flatly refused and cut off the road to heaven with his own hands.

Such a fairyland is the real freedom!

It’s just that the time is too long ago, and it is not known whether it was deliberately concealed and suppressed by the way of heaven. In short, this person’s deeds have not been widely circulated, and have long been forgotten to this day.

Yun Yi asked, "May I ask, are you... in the Immortal Realm?"

Wang Shenlai smiled and said, "To be precise, it should be the Sword Immortal."

It was indeed him, the peerless swordsman who could turn painting into swordsmanship. There was only one such person in ten thousand years.

Yun Yi really didn't expect that Nangong Feitian and Wang Shenlai actually had a master-disciple relationship.

Wang Shenlai looked at Yun Yi with admiration, "Your swordsmanship is something you have learned on your own, which is quite interesting. It also has some similarities with my own path."

Yun Yi: "Please give me some advice, sir."

"With your current cultivation level, you're still far from being able to clearly discern the true nature of the 'sword,' so you can learn from the strengths of each school and discard their weaknesses. The Azure Lotus is agile, the Fuyao is pure, and the Fangyuan is heavy. Each has its own unique merits. You've been able to comprehend their extraordinary qualities one by one and harness them. That's quite remarkable."

(End of this chapter)