Chapter 295 Seeking Immortals and Asking for the Way, Sword Pointing to the East

"Of course it is—responsibility."

Li Chunfeng was stuck in the crack of the stone. Although he looked embarrassed, his expression was upright.

"After being crazy, you should forget. After forgetting your crazy, you should take up the responsibilities that belong to men. Only when you have ideals, ambitions, responsibilities and commitments can you be a complete person."

"Rather than being a puppet controlled by the desires in your heart, do you understand the truth?"

"Responsibility." Song Lin murmured again.

There was no expression of surprise.

Every person who comes into this world starts a new life, free from worries and concerns.

Therefore, at the beginning of life, one should have a goal. With a goal, one's life will have meaning.

Just like the rising sun, the heart and nature of young people.

When love and hate arise between people, they attract each other, achieve each other, cherish each other, and protect each other.

Then, what he yearns for in his heart will also change accordingly.

This is a sign of maturity.

The ideal in my heart will no longer be the only one, the weight of family and friendship will gradually increase. The so-called ideal is not no longer pure, but becomes mature and rational.

The foolish man by the Minjiang River six hundred years ago was the most representative figure of the youth's ideal. He worked hard for his goal all his life until his death.

The magician from three thousand years ago is also a prominent example.

A negative example, a contradiction between sanity and madness.

A life of madness, bringing chaos to the world. Ruthless, but unable to forget madness.

Chen Guzhou is also a negative example, but he represents responsibility. Facing the mistakes he made, he did not escape. He built dikes and dams, blocked water holes, and felt like he was being bitten by snakes and scorpions every day, and he shouldered everything alone.

Li Yixiu is a positive example, but unfortunately he did not succeed. Although he finally saw through the madness, he was powerless to protect everything around him.

Their lives are imperfect, but complete.

It is precisely because of their opposition that the world of martial arts becomes interesting.

Song Lin felt that the current Li Chunfeng was a bit like the later magician.

It’s just that one of them chose ideals and the other chose responsibilities.

suddenly.

An idea popped into Song Lin's mind, 'If someone can balance ideals and responsibilities, then has he already embarked on the true path and become a free and unrestrained immortal?'

It turns out that being free and easy is not about escaping or living in seclusion from the world, but a kind of great freedom in mentality!

Immortals achieve freedom by fulfilling their responsibilities, not by retreating to the mountains and escaping from the mundane world.

Li Chunfeng's mentality at this time seemed to be not far from this.

He had already seen through life and all the madness, but he chose to be sober in his dreams and enjoy the flowers while drunk.

The transcendence of one's mind and nature gives one a feeling of being the only one sober while everyone else is drunk.

So what about yourself?

Isn't it a form of evasion to repeatedly shirk marriage responsibilities?
Song Lin was stunned for a moment, then gradually came to a look of realization.

"It seems like you have understood it. Hahaha" Li Chunfeng laughed.

Gudu~Gudu~
The jar of wine was empty and he exhaled a breath of alcohol.

He said drunkenly, "Young man, you are still young. You can pursue your dreams and do everything you want to do at your age. We will give you time. The family will give you time."

"Young people are not afraid of hardships."

"But we also hope that when you grow up and become sensible, you will also take on the responsibilities that belong to men,"

Hear the words.

Song Lin stood up and bowed, saying seriously: "Uncle, I am grateful for your teaching."

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, okay!"

Li Chunfeng's hearty laughter floated in the sky above the stone cliff.

Li is actually tolerant.

Let the youngsters pursue and explore, to find their own life. When they have seen the outside world, their mind gradually matures, and they naturally understand the true meaning of life.

The word "responsibility" is not imposed on you by others.

If you don't realize it yourself, it's meaningless to force it on you.

"go Go."

"Leave the wine here. You are still young. Let your uncle bear the pain of life for you..."

"Ha ha ha ha"

"In the dream... I don't know... I am just a guest. I indulge in pleasure for a while... The wine makes me sad..."

Song Lin walked out of the back mountain and listened to the faint singing behind him, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Is Li Chunfeng a drunkard?

Yes.

But he is also clearly one of the most sober people in the world.

What he drank was not wine, but loneliness.

This night was very peaceful.

No one knows.

A confused young man, under the guidance of his predecessors, finally embarked on the path of Taoism.

Song Lin has already decided on his own path to the golden body and is about to embark on the true journey of seeking the truth.

"You want to go out and seek immortals?"

Li Guangyuan looked at Song Lin in front of him with some surprise.

"Yes."

Song Lin stood in the main hall, facing the Li clan elders around him, neither humble nor arrogant.

"But you are still young."

Li Guangyuan did not say something arrogant like "As a descendant of the Li family, why should I become someone else's disciple?" He was just worried about the dangers that Song Lin might encounter while gaining experience in the martial arts world at his current age.

"Does the Patriarch really think so?"

Song Lin raised his head with a serious expression.

"This……"

Li Guangyuan's eyes flashed and he looked closely at the young man below.

Unconsciously, he had grown to be as tall as himself, handsome and composed, not like a ten-year-old child at all.

half an hour.

"Good!" Li Guangyuan suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "You are worthy of being the Qilin son of the Li family. You are courageous and ambitious. Tell me where you want to go. As long as it is not too dangerous, I will agree."

"Donglin Xianya."

Song Lin blurted out.

"what?"

Everyone was surprised.

It was unexpected, yet natural.

The Li family is already the best in the world. If Song Lin wants to seek immortals, this is naturally the most suitable place.

"I will write you a letter."

A faint smile appeared on Li Guangyuan's face.

"No need."

Song Lin shook his head and refused.

"Why?"

Li Guangyuan looked curious.

Your Highness.

Song Lin had already turned around and put on his bag.

The long sword and wine jug at the waist jingled, making pleasant sounds.

"The road is under your feet. On this trip, to seek pleasure, you should measure the earth with your feet."

For a while.

Everyone in the hall fell silent.

Just like that, Li's son passed away.

Alone, wandering the rivers and lakes, he wants to break through the gates of immortality with his own strength and pursue the great way.

Many years later.

The Li family of immortals no longer had anyone to seek pleasure, but there was one more smiling Little Li in the world of martial arts.

He is good at flying knives, but he wears a long sword on his waist.

He has a wine jug hanging around his waist, but he never drinks with others.

He gradually became famous all over the world, doing justice and fighting evil all the way. He traveled hundreds of thousands of miles from the Li family's ancestral land to Donglinxian Cliff, leaving behind a legend that "Little Li's flying dagger never misses its target".

Three years later.

A young man walked in front of Yuanliu City.

He had a sword and a wine jug on his waist, a handsome face, and a faint smile always on his lips.

"It's him."

"Who?"

"Little Li who loves to smile."

"He turned out to be such a handsome boy!"

"He also has another title - the Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword. That sword that never comes out of its sheath is like that ruthless sword, severing the love ties of countless young men and women in the martial arts world."

"But as long as he smiles, countless women will go crazy for him."

"I heard he is only thirteen years old."

"But even a 30-year-old Taoist nun who has sealed her heart and abstained from desires has feelings for him."

"Are you talking about Fairy Qiongyun from Yunxiao Pavilion? Keep your voice down, she is a true disciple of the immortal sect."

Everyone was talking about it.

Song Lin led the horse past and disappeared into the busy street.

No one followed in his footsteps.

Because I dare not.

Xiao Li loves to laugh, and the ruthless flying knife in his hand also loves to "whistle".

Three years.

Every time the whistling sound of the flying knife was heard, a life was bound to be lost.

That flying knife has gradually left an impression of "invincibility" in the minds of the people.

"Finally, we're here."

Song Lin looked at the gate in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

Dan Xuanlin family.

After more than ten years of separation, everything has changed.

He was no longer the paranoid teenager in his previous life. And the Lin family before him seemed much more desolate than before.

The courtyard is deserted and few people come.

Song Lin came on this trip to confirm one thing.

How many years had passed since Lin Chuandian's death in his previous life? How many years had passed since his reincarnation?

Knock knock~~
Song Lin went forward and knocked on the door.

The door opened and an old man's head popped out.

"Young man, what are you doing here?"

The old man looked at Song Lin inquiringly.

"I've just arrived in this precious land and would like to find a place to stay. Could you please inform me, father-in-law?" Song Lin said with a smile.

"Who are you?" The old man at the door looked puzzled.

"Little Li."

Song Lin simply gave his name.

"Little Li!"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Xiao Li who loves to laugh.

His reputation has spread far and wide over the past three years, and everyone knows him. He is known as a great hero in the martial arts world, and a child of destiny who is expected to enter the immortal world on his own.

but.

However, he never told anyone his real name and always called himself Xiao Li.

This is strange.

Of course, every outstanding person in the world is often strange.

"Wait a moment, this is the notification."

The concierge left in a hurry.

Although he didn't know why the other party chose the downtrodden Danxuanlin family when there were so many forces and families in Yuanliu City, the old man was well-informed and knew that Xiao Li had been searching for the way and his goal had never changed.

To the east is the Fairy Cliff!

Yuanliu City should be his last stop to join the immortal sect.

It is the honor of the Danxuanlin family to have such a good marriage!
After a while.

A group of people walked quickly over and saw Song Lin standing quietly in front of the door, and hurriedly saluted.

"Young Master Li has come from afar. I hope Lin's courtesy is not good enough. Please forgive me."

"what."

Song Lin's eyes flashed.

The man leading the Lin family's group was none other than Lin Chuanfeng, the eldest son of the Lin family whom he had met outside Yuanliu City that year.

A difference lasts for many years.

He already had the mature appearance of a middle-aged man, with a dignified demeanor and a hint of the master of the family.

"It was Li who was presumptuous."

Song Lin bowed and smiled, "I'm new to this place and have nowhere to stay. I wonder if I can stay at Lin's for a few days?"

"Of course, young man, please."

Lin Chuanfeng stretched out his hand and waved, his face showing joy.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you."

"Hahaha, you're too polite, Mr. Li."

This day.

The Dan Xuanlin family's door lintel was glorious, and the busy scene attracted heated discussions from all sides in the city.

The Lin family, which has been in decline for these years, has finally had a turn for the better!
In the banquet hall.

The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies. The head of the family, Lin Chuanfeng, personally entertained Song Lin, his face beaming.

A few moments.

Song Lin asked curiously: "Master Lin, why don't you meet the elders of the clan?"

"This……"

Lin Chuanfeng paused, lowered his head and sighed: "Ten years ago, the golden-bodied ancestor of our family died overseas while searching for spiritual objects for alchemy. My father suffered a series of blows, and the fire in his heart entered his body, and he died of illness before his death."

"As the eldest son of the family, I have no choice but to shoulder the heavy responsibility and barely support this precarious Lin family."

"Oh?"

Song Lin's eyes flashed.

The golden-bodied ancestor of the Lin family has passed away.

Without a powerful golden body master in charge, the Lin family's alchemy workshop would not only be unable to complete the task of Donglinxian Cliff, but even the family business would be difficult to maintain.

No wonder the Lin family looks much more destitute than before.

As for Lin Chuanfeng.

In Song Lin's eyes, he was still at the Divine Mansion Realm and had not made much progress over the years. With such qualifications, it was obvious that he could no longer stay in Donglin Xianya.

"Oh right. Li is obsessed with swordsmanship and is planning to visit various sword practitioners to prove his golden body skills."

Song Lin suddenly said, "I heard that the Lin family had a sword genius many years ago. At the age of thirteen, he condensed a first-grade sword golden body. Is this true?"

"Yes, yes, but that cousin..."

Lin Chuanfeng shook his head slightly, his eyes full of regret.

(End of this chapter)