"It is indeed inappropriate." Li Nianfan was stunned at first, then he smiled and said no more.
His occupational disease was acting up. Because Qin Manyun was so polite to him, he unconsciously compared the food he made with the food made in the Immortal Cultivation World. If the food made in the Immortal Cultivation World was the same as the food he made, then it would be a joke for him to treat Qin Manyun to a meal.
But if the food eaten by the Immortal Cultivation World was not as good as the food he made, then he could be more at ease. After all, food was priceless.
The facts proved that the so-called food of the Immortal Cultivation World was far inferior to the food he made. No wonder the group of Immortal Cultivation World cultivators were so friendly to him. Other than making friends through culture, they probably wanted to freeload.
He picked up the wine cup, first brought it to his nose and sniffed it, then took a sip and put it down.
The youth couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is this wine not to your taste?"
Li Nianfan pondered for a moment and said, "This wine is fragrant and elegant, and its whole body is clear like a wave. The materials and craftsmanship chosen are the best, but it would be better if you could pay attention to the changes in the surrounding temperature. Whether it is the changes in the season or the climate, it will affect the taste of the wine. Only by making corresponding adjustments can it be called perfect."
The youth saw that Li Nianfan's words were reasonable and he was a little surprised, but he still said, "If there was really better wine in the mortal world, it would have been offered. Why would it continue to be the signature wine of the Cyclamen?"
He directly pointed out that Li Nianfan was just a mortal, how could he dare to comment on the wine drunk by the Immortal Cultivation World cultivators?
How could the wine drunk by the Immortal Cultivation World not be as good as the wine drunk by the mortals? Wasn't this a joke?
Li Nianfan smiled slightly, "I was just casually speaking my opinion. Everything is not set in stone, and good wine is not fixed at birth. What I said was just one of the aspects of winemaking. As the saying goes, there is no seniority in learning, and the one who reaches the top is the teacher. Wouldn't it be better if we could gather the strengths of a hundred schools of thought?"
"There is no seniority in learning, and the one who reaches the top is the teacher. Gather the strengths of a hundred schools of thought?" The youth's pupils dilated slightly, as if he was shocked by Li Nianfan's theory. He sat in his seat and muttered in a daze.
Daji, her delicate body also trembled, and her brain buzzed. She felt that as long as she followed this sentence, she would be able to see the truth...
This sentence kept repeating in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was vast and boundless. It made her feel as if she was in a boundless ocean. She was amazed by the boundless ocean, but she didn't know which direction to go to escape.
Could it be that the reason why Master pretended to be a mortal was because there were many things that he could learn from a mortal?
The one who reached the top was the teacher. Master was a celestial being, yet he was willing to lower himself to acknowledge a mortal as his teacher. Who in this world could compare to him in such a realm?
As for the young man, he only felt that his mind was in a mess. The lethality of this sentence to him was no less than dropping a nuclear bomb on his worldview, blowing his previous understanding to smithereens.
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Cultivation techniques, teachers, and everything else. Which one of them wasn't something that others could only dream of? Why would he need to learn from others?
If it was in the past, he would definitely say that he didn't need to. But now, he realized that he didn't know how to answer.
Everything in Azure Valley was like this fine wine. I think it's perfect, but is it really perfect?
If I can gather the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, does that mean I can surpass Azure Valley? If I can surpass my father …
The youth's breathing became more and more rapid. He took a deep breath, and with great difficulty, he calmed his boiling blood.
He actually learned such a truth from a mortal. It was obvious that the saying "the one who learns is the teacher" was true.
He looked at Li Nianfan again, stood up, and said solemnly, "I understand. Thank you for teaching me!"
Seems like another polite immortal cultivator.
Li Nianfan had a good impression of this youth. He smiled and said, "It's just a chat. It's not teaching."
The youth sat down again. Suddenly, he looked at Li Nianfan and said awkwardly, "Can I have a drink?"
His emotions were surging, and he urgently needed to drink to calm down. But when he remembered that the table was filled with Li Nianfan's dishes, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"Hahaha, it's okay." Li Nianfan handed him the wine pot.
The youth was in a good mood. He raised his glass and said to Li Nianfan, "Thank you. Here's to you!"
Then, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp. He felt that the wine this time was more delicious than before.
He said, "If there's a chance in the future, I'll get someone to brew this wine according to what you said. I believe it'll be a fine wine!"
It seemed that this youth's background was not small. He could actually get the people here to brew this wine. It seemed that he had made another powerful friend.
Li Nianfan smiled. He didn't say that what he pointed out was just one of the small problems of this wine. In fact, this wine's problems were huge. There were so many problems that he couldn't say it out loud. If he did, he was afraid that they would fall out on the spot.
The youth continued to listen to the storyteller talk about "Journey to the West."
At this time, the story about "Journey to the West" was coming to an end. The storyteller was summarizing and analyzing for everyone.
"Tang Seng and his disciples experienced eighty-one difficulties and finally achieved results. Senior Wu Chengen wants to tell us that if we want to become immortals and Buddhas, the road ahead is bound to be full of difficulties. As cultivators, if we can stay true to our hearts and overcome one difficulty after another, we will eventually become immortals!"
"That makes sense! In 'Journey to the West', not only can we see the external difficulties, but in fact, the hearts of the master and his disciples are also undergoing tests. It's also a kind of growth of the state of mind. Cultivation is the cultivation of the heart. This is similar to us cultivators. "
"Yes, on our path of cultivation, aren't we the same as them? Every step is full of tests, right?"
The guests in the Cyclamen all nodded and praised. The youth beside Li Nianfan even stood up and said excitedly, "Well said! Reward! "
He raised his hand and threw a string of sparkling spirit stones in front of the storyteller.
After the youth sat down, he asked Li Nianfan, "Sir, have you heard of 'Journey to the West'?"
"I've heard of it." Li Nianfan nodded.
"Senior Wu Chengen is really a master of the present age. To be able to write such a wonderful book of immortals, his experience is definitely not something we can imagine." The youth sighed and continued, "Tang Seng and his disciples clearly have an extraordinary background, but they still have great perseverance and courage. In the end, they were able to achieve results. They are really a role model for our generation."
Li Nianfan looked at the youth with a strange expression. His expression was a little complicated.
After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Actually, this sentence should be put another way. It is precisely because Tang Seng and his disciples have an extraordinary background that they were able to achieve results."
It was just a change of words, but the meaning was completely different.
The youth frowned. "Sir, what do you mean?"
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