Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The mountain rocks served as both a table and a mat. Yi Shuyuan spread out his baggage, used the pastries inside as food and drinks, and sat down with the mountain god to chat.

"So, you really don't want to take the exam to get the honor?"

Huang Hongchuan was a little surprised. Judging from Yi Shuyuan's situation, he was definitely not the kind of person who had no hope of passing the exam. What was even more incomprehensible was that he actually wanted to be a storyteller who traveled around the world.

Well, Yi Shuyuan's idea is actually much more complicated, but after Huang Hongchuan's simple understanding, it still boils down to the word "storyteller".

Hearing Huang Hongchuan's surprise, Yi Shuyuan, who had relaxed a lot now, also smiled.

"Didn't Master Shan Shen also say that people like me can't stand the filth when entering officialdom, so wouldn't it be good to find something to do that interests you?"

Huang Hongchuan shook his head.

"When we first met, I didn't get a glimpse of your sincerity and innocence. Now it's no longer possible for Huang to say it. If you can become an official, you will definitely be a wise minister!"

Yi Shuyuan had different opinions.

"What you said is wrong. I, Yi Shuyuan, am also a human being. Sometimes human nature cannot stand the test, so the best way is not to test it. I am very afraid that I will become the kind of person who is scornful at the moment. Why bother to go to this place?" I hate muddy water, but by doing what I like, I can keep my nature natural."

"With your words, I am willing to believe that you can emerge from the mire without being stained!"

Yi Shuyuan grinned and put a piece of broken rice cake into his mouth. Why did this mountain god keep urging him to become an official?

It's as if Yi Shuyuan is just playing around with other things and losing his ambition by focusing on the imperial examinations. I, Yi, am also able to pass the exams better than others!

"Let's not talk about this anymore. This is not my ambition. I am very interested in the affairs of all sentient beings in the world of mortals. I want to ask you, the Mountain God, for advice."

"That's right, why should I worry?"

Huang Hongchuan stopped talking and started chatting with Yi Shuyuan, gradually admiring Yi Shuyuan's occasionally wild imagination.

The pastries were almost finished. Yi Shuyuan drank water from the bamboo can he brought with him throughout the process, while Huang Hongchuan drank by himself. The conversation never stopped, and the topic gradually shifted to mysterious things.

"So that's it. If the monster is pure and pure, the demonic aura will be shallow. If it creates karma for disaster, the demonic aura may be mixed and strong. The aura will be different depending on the state."

"Exactly, but there are some hidden ways, but ordinary people can't tell the difference, even if they can smell it, there is no one in a million."

Speaking of this, Huang Hongchuan took a sip of his drink and warned him specifically.

"Although I say monsters are divided into good and bad, if you encounter monsters and ghosts in the future, you can still hide as far away as you can. Hey, drinking alone is really boring."

This was obviously meant for Yi Shuyuan. Yi Shuyuan hesitated and poured the mountain spring water from his bamboo jar on the table. Then he took Huang Hongchuan's bamboo jar and poured some wine into his own container.

"I can only taste it briefly and drink a little with Master Shan Shen."

Huang Hongchuan nodded with a smile on his face, clinked a bamboo can with Yi Shuyuan, took a sip of wine, and then stood up to drink with Yi Shuyuan, who was frowning as if watching a play.

Although this wine is not a good wine, the local rice wine is real and has a very strong taste. Yi Shuyuan hated drinking in his previous life and has never tasted it in this life, but he still endured a sip after touching the glasses.

Um? Why!

The wine touched his lips and the tip of his tongue, turning into a mellow fragrance. Yi Shuyuan subconsciously took another sip into his mouth. Suddenly, the bitter taste rolled around and a spicy fragrance filled his mouth. The smell of wine also smells better with this taste.

In a daze, Yi Shuyuan seemed to feel the emotion of the winemaker through this glass of wine, as if he felt the hard work and joy that two generations of people had put into making local wine. This was not just about the taste.

Yi Shuyuan stared blankly at the bamboo can containing wine, and then looked at the bamboo can next to Huang Hongchuan.

Is the wine in this world different? Does this stuff taste so good? Or is it because I am different?

"A glass of wine makes life seem like a dream!"

What Huang Hongchuan had been waiting for didn't happen. This was not the expression of a first-time drinker, it was clearly the intoxication of an alcoholic.

"I'll try it again!"

Yi Shuyuan immediately picked up the bamboo can opposite and poured some more. Seeing Huang Hongchuan's strange look, he quickly returned the bamboo can. The two looked at each other and smiled, then clinked glasses and drank together.

The two of them kept talking. Yi Shuyuan had something to say, and they talked about a lot of things that interested him. He asked whether there were immortals and others, because of the case, and asked more about the Netherworld and some past lives. Discussions such as this life and even the heavenly realm were discussed.

It's a pity that the Heavenly Realm is not what Yi Shuyuan thought. There is even more than one. Although the several Heavenly Courts are different, they are also similar. They are all divine cultivators. Although Huang Hongchuan was quite cryptic and did not say much, Yi Shuyuan still let Yi Shuyuan know. Through the conversation about incense, Yuan understood that things were not so free up there.

It turns out that there are so many kinds of gods, it turns out that gods are so complicated, and it turns out that gods are also divided into part-time students and major students.

"Hey, one day in the future my deadline is approaching and I can't go any further. I have to fly to heaven."

Huang Hongchuan said this self-deprecatingly, then looked at the bamboo can and found that the drink was almost empty. He turned to look at Yi Shuyuan, who was already drunk.

Huang Hongchuan couldn't help but smile. He didn't know what was going on today. He had talked so much with this young man, but he felt it was time to leave.

Yi Shuyuan looked slightly tipsy, divided the last drinks equally into the two people's bamboo cans, and mentioned the last question of the day.

"Life is too short. I'm afraid I won't be able to see the world of mortals in my lifetime. May I ask, Lord Mountain God, if I, Yi Shuyuan, can become an immortal and extend my life? Can you give me some advice?"

"Mr. Yi, you are drunk!"

Huang Hongchuan shook his head. After all, this was his first time drinking, and he was indeed not a good drinker.

"Seeking immortality and becoming a Taoist is also one of the many mundane dreams. However, the immortal way is vast and there are many ways to seek truth. It is difficult to find the destiny of immortality, and the path to immortality is even more unpredictable. Those who want to reach immortality should look at their true heart. You are aiming for the world of mortals, but even in this mountain , you have not yet been able to achieve a state of mind that is as still as water. How can you stabilize your mind of immortality once you arrive in the world of mortals? Waking up is nothing but a dream!"

After saying that, Huang Hongchuan stood up, looked at Yi Shuyuan who was already drunk and sighed slightly.

"I am a spiritual cultivator. Although I don't have any magical methods, I can help you to examine your own heart!"

As he spoke, Huang Hongchuan put his hand between Yi Shuyuan's eyebrows, and then drank the last bit of wine before slowly leaving, leaving Yi Shuyuan lying on the ground.

Yi Shuyuan was so drunk that he heard Huang Hongchuan's words.

Only by looking into your heart can you feel calm?

If we really wanted to talk about it, there was something in Yi Shuyuan's heart that he didn't dare to examine or even think about. He propped himself up with his hands and raised his head, the sky was already filled with stars.

It was just such a bamboo jar of wine and such a small amount of cakes, but I actually spent a whole day chatting with the God of Kuonan Mountain?

In a drunken state, Yi Shuyuan looked at the stars in the sky and moved around with his eyes, as if they were bringing out afterimages, like streams of light.

Looking at it, Yi Shuyuan turned over and lay on the rock, slowly closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

But the next morning, Yi Shuyuan did not wake up.

Birds were chirping in the mountains, and thrushes were flying around him, but Yi Shuyuan still fell asleep. This was the case on the second day, and the same on the third day. If it weren't for the slight snoring, one would have thought that something had happened to him.

During this period, no birds or beasts in the mountains came to harm Yi Shuyuan's body.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan was in his dream. He returned to the world he was familiar with, back to Zhushan County. He fell into the blocked river while reciting "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring".

As the light faded away, Yi Shuyuan's eyes widened. Although there was strong fear in his heart, he still stretched out his hand as before and held it tighter.

Boom~

The stream of light exploded, and countless rays of light scattered to the sky and the earth. Yi Shuyuan was hit and rolled in the water, but the light still remained in the palm of his hand that he clenched hard. This time, he did not get over it and faced the terror that was like the sky toppling the earth. pressure.

This moment is the fourth day, at midnight, the Awakening of Insects has arrived!

"Rumble"

The wind and clouds in the sky are throbbing, and the first thunder of spring's return to the earth explodes on Kuonan Mountain.

"Huhu."

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly raged on Kuonan Mountain, and thunderclouds suddenly filled the sky, with rolling thunder shining in the clouds.

"Crack - boom -"

The lightning illuminated the entire mountains and fields, and even the entire Yuanjiang County. Spring thunder had not had such power for many years, and it only made all living creatures in the world tremble.

"Boom——"

A bolt of lightning struck the edge of Shannan Hill, just a few steps away from Yi Shuyuan. He opened his eyes in an instant and stared blankly at the thunder in the sky, with endless lightning reflected in his eyes.

The thunder was not only in the sky, but also in his heart. His internal organs seemed to be penetrated by the sky's light. The interior scene was like thousands of horses galloping, his eyes were green and the thunder was raging, and then it overflowed and poured over his body like blood.

"ah--"

Yi Shuyuan, who suppressed all this, finally let out a scream, but the next moment he stood up and turned to the sky angrily.

"Rumble--"

But all this seems to be a dream, because if outsiders are here, Yi Shuyuan is still lying on the ground sleeping——

At this moment, in the Kuonan Mountain Temple, a figure staggered out of the temple and looked at the sky in horror. This was not an ordinary thunder, but he could not find anything unusual.

But as the righteous god of Kuonan Mountain, Huang Hongchuan connects the ground and the mountain. He can clearly sense that Kuonan Mountain is at the center of some kind of storm. There is no thunder, but the aura of the Jingzhe solar term is so rich that it has never been seen in hundreds of years.

This is the feeling of wind and thunder gathering momentum!

But where does the calamity come from and where is the calamity? Who will survive the tribulation?

"Could it be!"

Huang Hongchuan suddenly thought of a ridiculous possibility and looked at Shannangang in shock. But at this moment, he didn't have the courage to go there, or even to calculate the cause and effect!

"Crack-"

A bolt of lightning fell, and Huang Hongchuan instantly escaped underground.

"Boom——"

The roof of the mountain temple was blown open, lightning hit the statue, and the robes worn by the statue were shattered. Huang Hongchuan himself felt like the world was spinning.

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PS: Although it seems useless, I still ask for a monthly recommendation ticket. The key is the pursuit and reading time, which affects the subsequent recommendation of this book, my friends!