Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 556 Yuan Shoucheng

This is much better than the fine wine and delicious food on the dinner table.

Sure enough, the taste of pre-prepared dishes is always a little worse.

With a big bowl of spiritual rice, a pot of sweet and sour rice wine and a few side dishes, after eating and drinking to his heart's content, he was in such a good mood that he even found this ever-changing great magical rune a little pleasing to the eye.

I felt a slight movement in my heart, as if the food of this Bodhisattva could increase my wisdom.

It actually has an effect on him, a Golden Immortal...

This small world may contain some secrets.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Wen Lianggong finally could not sit still anymore, so he walked out and knocked on the door of Guanyin's room next door. When he saw the door was opened by a young strong man, Wen Lianggong was slightly surprised, but he did not say much. After a few pleasantries, Wen Lianggong explained his purpose.

Seeing Wen Lianggong holding a silver ingot weighing more than twenty taels in his hand, the man's face showed great surprise and he turned his head to call Qiao'er out.

"Do you want to have a bowl of braised pork every day?"

Qiao'er was a little surprised, but didn't say much. Others came with a smile and gave enough silver. They just said that they wanted to eat the same braised pork every morning and evening for the next month as they did this morning.

These twenty taels of silver were more than enough to last for half a year, just one month. For the common people, they had made a lot of money.

Since it was a role-playing game, it was natural that things that were consistent with the role needed to be done, so I readily agreed to this matter.

Wen Lianggong left with satisfaction.

I went to the street and prepared to go to the snack street to eat some noodles, and then find a small shop to order some special dishes and drink by myself.

After eating the spicy noodles, a specialty of Chang'an City, I found a tavern, ordered a table of dishes and was drinking by myself when I heard a voice that sounded a little old but full of energy.

"Oh, but I'm starving, man. You look a little lonely drinking alone. Why don't you let me keep you company?"

Wen Lianggong looked up and saw a man with black hair with white streaks, about fifty or sixty years old, wearing a yellow robe and a hemp belt around his waist. Although his face was a little old, one could still see that he had an unusual skeleton and handsome features. The beard between his lips and jaw made him look unrestrained and ethereal.

This person is not simple.

Wen Lianggong took a quick glance and failed to see through the other person at first glance.

Although it can be seen that he is a person with cultivation, it is not clear what level the other party is at.

Wen Lianggong heard this and agreed, and waved his hand slightly.

"Please take a seat, buddy."

The visitor smiled when he heard the words, bowed and said thank you, then sat down without any hesitation, picked up the chopsticks to pick up a piece of food, poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip, then praised.

"Everyone says that immortals are great, but how can immortals know the wonderful delicacies of this world? In my opinion, those nectars, dragon livers and phoenix gallbladders are not as good as the delicacies in front of me."

The visitor picked up a piece of pork elbow and said with some emotion: "This pork meat smells fishy, ​​but after being marinated with spices, the fishy smell in the meat is removed, and the remaining meat fragrance is really unforgettable for a long time. How can those gods know the mystery of it?"

Wen Lianggong asked with great interest, "Brother, it seems that you would not do it even if you were a god?"

"Of course, what good is there in being an immortal? A pure heart with few desires, being bound by rules and regulations, it's not as comfortable as it is now, quiet and free."

"But all mortals yearn for immortality. What's not good about being an immortal? They are free and happy, and they live forever."

At this point, Wen Lianggong changed the subject, his eyes sparkling, "Don't the people and gods all seek immortality? Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as seeking immortals and asking for the way?"

"Immortality, hey..."

The visitor said "Hey" and shook his head slightly, "It's all caused by this immortality, otherwise why would the world be like this."

Wen Lianggong asked curiously, "May I know your name, sir?"

"I am Yuan Shoucheng."

Yuan Shoucheng bowed and responded with a smile.

Yuan Shoucheng?
Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, and looked Yuan Shoucheng up and down carefully. In his previous life, he had read the four great classics. At the beginning of Journey to the West, the Dragon King of Jinghe River deliberately asked Yuan Shoucheng to tell his fortune, and then changed the rainfall without authorization, smashing Yuan Shoucheng's signboard. Later, the heavenly court knew about it, and the liaison officer Wei Zheng beheaded the Dragon King of Jinghe River in a dream.

From then on, the journey to the West began.

"I wonder what Mr. Yuan does?"

Yuan Shoucheng smiled slightly, twisting his beard, and said with a bit of complacency in his eyes: "Another fortune-telling?"

"Fortune teller?"

"Calculate the heavens and the earth, calculate the cause and effect of all living beings, but you will know the destiny, understand the yin and yang, and seek good fortune and avoid disaster."

At this point, he bowed and said, "Brother, since you have invited me to dinner, how about I tell you your fortune?"

Wen Lianggong's heart moved slightly, and he guessed a little about the reason why Yuan Tiangang came to him.

This world is all controlled by gods and Buddhas, and there are no secrets in heaven and earth. But with the Journey to the West, the destiny of heaven is disrupted, and gods and Buddhas are no longer in control, giving rise to endless possibilities.

It is both a crisis and an opportunity.

Yuan Shoucheng's move was certainly not without purpose.

Wen Lianggong said: "Even if that's the case, I also want to know what will happen to me in the future?"

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Yuan Shoucheng's face. He took out a few copper coins and a palm-sized tortoise shell from his arms. The tortoise shell was extremely simple and old.

"I don't know what you want to calculate, brother? Marriage, future, fortune or disaster?"

Marriage...

Wen Lianggong was speechless. He has been alone until now. Although he has made many close friends along the way, most of them are spiritual friends who have known each other for a long time. Only a few of them have actually fought with him offline. His memory of them is a little vague now.

and……

When fighting offline, it seems to be the same environment.

"Let's call it marriage."

Wen Lianggong thought for a while and then spoke.

Yuan Shoucheng asked for Wen Lianggong's birth date and time. He frowned, pinched it with his fingers, looked up at Wen Lianggong, and then looked at it again and again.

There was an expression of disbelief on his face.

Wen Lianggong saw Yuan Shoucheng's expression and was a little confused. He said with a smile on his face, "Brother Yuan, do you have any questions?"

Yuan Shoucheng looked at Wen Lianggong. His expression, which had always been relaxed, now became solemn.

"who are you?"

Wen Lianggong was not surprised. He had given his birth date and eight characters to Yuan Shoucheng. The other party was well versed in the art of yin and yang and knew everything about astronomy and geography. If he couldn't figure out that he was an alien, then he didn't need to do this job and it would be better for him to switch to selling sweet potatoes.

Oh, there doesn’t seem to be any sweet potatoes at this time.

"I just come here to wander around, look around, walk around, and meditate."

Yuan Shoucheng stared at the other party intently. Until now, he still couldn't see through the other party, either his strength or his true form.

Even the other person's age was calculated after he was given his birth date and time.

Thirty-one thousand nine hundred and eighty-one years old.

At this age, he is completely insignificant among the countless immortals and Buddhas.

(End of this chapter)