Spring passed and autumn came.
It was snowing heavily.
The world was chaotic and the mortal world was full of people.
In the western part of Zhongzhou, Jin Nation.
It was a nation of scholars. Over the years, there had been many famous scholars, and 13 years ago, there was even a great Confucian.
Hence, Jin Nation was known as the nation of scholars.
This was a very talented country that valued literacy to the extreme. Even in the poorest villages, everyone was literate.
And today, the Emperor of the Jin Country held a banquet of bliss. He used the power of the entire country to invite the talents of the world to the capital of the Jin Country.
It was not just the talents of the world, many cultivators had also rushed to Jin Nation.
Perhaps it was because it was too boring or because the world was peaceful, the cultivators of the immortal cultivation world would often attend such events.
Besides, the princess of Jin Nation was a disciple of the Linglong Sacred Ground and she even invited many disciples of the Linglong Sacred Ground to attend the banquet.
Even the disciples of the Seven Refined Lane and the Heavenly Fragrance Sect were invited.
Hence, the cultivators of the other major regions also rushed to Jin Nation, let alone the ten sacred grounds.
At this moment, on the Great Lin River in Jin Nation.
It was extremely quiet.
It was snowing heavily and everything was withering.
A lone boat slowly appeared.
There was a man in a snow-white robe standing on the boat.
He stood on the boat and looked at the beautiful scenery of the world.
The man was very strange and wore a wooden mask on his face.
Today was the fourth year since he turned into a mortal.
He stood on the boat and recalled everything that had happened in the past four years.
In the past four years, he had traveled everywhere and met all kinds of people and heard all kinds of stories.
He had seen people who were the top scholars in high school.
He had seen people who died on the battlefield and died on the battlefield.
He had seen people who wore red makeup and tied the knot.
In the past four years, he had seen all kinds of people. He had seen the good side and the dark side.
Lu Changsheng tempered his mortal heart in the world of mortals.
This was the fourth year and he was almost done with the transformation.
Now, he planned to head to Jin Nation to complete the final transformation.
He wanted to see the faces of all living beings.
The lone boat sailed slowly. In the distance, there was a fisherman wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, fishing. Amidst the flying snow, he was fishing alone.
There were thousands of mountains and rivers, but there were no signs of birds.
There were thousands of paths, but there were no human footprints.
Lu Changsheng quietly admired all of this.
Just like that, night fell.
The capital of Jin Nation.
At this moment, it was already brightly lit. Resplendent lanterns were hung in the streets and alleys.
The entire capital was filled with people of all ages and genders. It could be said to be a sea of people.
It was not inferior to the Colorful Lantern Festival of the Great Qian Dynasty. In fact, it was even more grand than the Colorful Lantern Festival.
Meeting friends through poetry.
At the end of the bridge, lotus lanterns flowed down along the river. On the side of the bridge, there were countless women sending colorful lanterns.
This scene caused Lu Changsheng to involuntarily recall that scene from the past.
He smiled.
"Look, there's a person there."
"He came on a boat, his clothes whiter than snow."
"Who is this? Which family's young master is it? He looks very handsome. Help me call out to him and ask who he is. "
"You can tell he's handsome even when he's wearing a wooden mask? Miss, what if it's an ugly monster? Wouldn't it be embarrassing for you? "
"Judging from his aura, I can tell that he shouldn't be too bad."
By the river, many women were discussing animatedly. There were many female cultivators among them.
In fact, Lu Changsheng even saw the female disciples of the Linglong Sacred Ground. They stood at the end of the bridge and looked extraordinary. Due to the fact that they were cultivating, they seemed to have some immortal aura.
On the lone boat.
Lu Changsheng smiled gently.
The trip to Jin Nation was the last stage of his Mortal Transformation.
He wanted to see the true nature of all living beings.
He didn't say anything and instead looked at the capital.
Everywhere was decorated with colorful lanterns, and the lanterns were hung high up in the sky.
Soon, the boat arrived at the end of the bridge.
Lu Changsheng stretched his waist. Although he did not take off his mask, his every move made countless women fall into a daze.
After all, Lu Changsheng's aura could still attract countless gazes.
Like a peerless prince, he slowly walked ashore. The boatmen on the shore were all dumbfounded.
It also made countless women very curious about what kind of face he would look like under the mask.
"Sir, would you do us the honor? Our mistress would like to get to know you."
Very soon, a servant girl walked over. She looked at Lu Changsheng and spoke with a slightly shy expression.
In an instant, many women couldn't help but feel regretful. They hurriedly asked their attendants to find out more about Lu Changsheng.
However, Lu Changsheng shook his head. He did not reject her coldly, which made people feel uncomfortable.
He walked alone and walked past the maidservant, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the capital. He wasn't willing to attend any banquets or anything.
There were many forms of life in the mortal world and all living beings were passers-by. It was fate that brought them together.
Sharing joy with the masses was the true meaning of turning into a mortal. Lu Changsheng wasn't too interested in talking about love and romance.
Lu Changsheng himself didn't know why. Over the years, he had often been curious about it.
He was so handsome that he should have a Dao partner long ago, right?
Although he had Saintess Linglong, Ziyun, and Sikong Nanqin, he was still single.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided not to think about it anymore.
He left alone and looked indescribably suave, causing countless women to feel sad for some reason. However, there were still many women who followed Lu Changsheng slowly.
In the capital of Jin Nation, the lights were dim and there were fireworks everywhere in the sky.
In the streets, there were people performing, scholars reciting poems, and couples accompanying each other.
There were scholars and beauties at the Lantern Festival.
That was the mortal world.
It was indescribably beautiful.
However, at this moment, Lu Changsheng saw a familiar figure in a place where the lights were waning.
It was Qian Yunrou.
It was the current Sacred Lord Linglong.
She was also there. She was dressed in white and wore a white veil hat. She had an exquisite figure and was extremely beautiful. Even though he couldn't see her face, he could tell that she was a beauty.
Lu Changsheng was a little surprised.
He didn't expect to meet Junior Sister Yunrou here.
He chuckled.
He then slowly approached.
However, a few women soon blocked Lu Changsheng's way.
"Young Master, my mistress doesn't like strangers approaching."
They were the disciples of the Linglong Sacred Ground. They were in disguise and were guarding Sacred Lord Linglong.
They were afraid that some people would disturb the Sacred Lord's elegance.
"Tell your mistress that you're meeting an old friend."
Lu Changsheng said with a chuckle.
As soon as he said that, the disciples couldn't help but be curious. Although Lu Changsheng had an extraordinary aura, he was wearing a mask and they didn't know what he looked like.
However, at this moment, Sacred Lord Linglong suddenly turned around.
Under the white veil, Sacred Lord Linglong's beautiful face was hard to conceal and her otherworldly aura accentuated her beauty.
Through the white veil, Lu Changsheng could see her astonishment.
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