Chapter 123 The Legend of Fish Climbing to the West Tower (Part 1 of the Second Update)

"Haha. I thought it was strange when I first heard about it." Lan Meng laughed heartily for the first time, "Actually, this place is called Yushang Xilou Town. There is a legend about this place."

Then she told it vividly:

Once upon a time, there was a man here who was philanthropic and diligent in business. Later he became a very wealthy man.

Once, by chance, he met a relative of the emperor, and his financial situation became even stronger. He lived in a luxury building, wore silks and satins, and ate wine, meat and white noodles. He really had a lot of business and met important people.

As a result, the rich man became swollen. Not only did he no longer do good deeds, but he also misbehaved, oppressed the villagers, and even boasted that "if you want to make me poor, the sky will fall and the dragon will call."

One day, a fortune teller passed by. Because he accidentally blocked the rich man's way, the rich man asked his men to beat him up.

The fortune teller said: "The wind and rain will not end, and the fish will not escape the west tower." He left with his injuries.

After the rich man heard this, he was a little worried and ordered that no one should bring fish to the west building.

On the day when the rich man celebrates his sixtieth birthday, there will be a grand banquet, including chicken, duck, fish, delicacies from the mountains and the sea.

When the banquet was about to begin, I saw a tabby cat, holding a carp in its mouth, jumping straight to the west building.

A cook threw a fire stick to hit the cat, and it happened to be thrown to the second floor on the west side.

Suddenly a raging fire broke out, burning the rich man's house to ashes.

In order to alert future generations, this place was named Yushang West Tower. Later generations wanted to save trouble and gradually called it Yushang West Tower.

Yan Zixiu nodded secretly after hearing this. Isn't this what Mencius said about being a noble in heaven and forgetting about human beings? Cultivate wealth and honor, and then forget your roots and expand. It turns out that there are such people here just like in the local world.

"In our world, a Zen master also said: You cannot use all your power, enjoy all your blessings, speak all your words, and implement all your rules."

Lan Meng's big eyes flickered, and she was a little curious: "This is really well said. I understand the first two sentences, but what do the last two sentences mean?"

"Same as the previous two sentences, they both mean leaving room. For example, if you speak too clearly, the other party will have no room to think." Yan Zixiu thought of the speaking styles of Master and Wuyou, and they both stopped talking.

"I understand. Since I can't say everything, I'll think about the last sentence myself. By the way, there is a famous Jinhua Building here. Let me treat you to a local special meal."

"Okay. Guests are welcome to do as they wish."

Lan Meng led the way into the town.

The town was bustling with people coming and going.

There is a three-story restaurant in the northwest corner of the town center. It is antique, has upturned eaves, is shaped like a flying bird, and has a lively style. The plaque above reads "Jinhua Building".

There is a stream flowing in front of the restaurant, and a small bridge spans the stream. There are lotus flowers in the water and fish are playing.

Lan Meng and Yan Zixiu walked across the small bridge.

The waiter in the restaurant had a keen eye. When he saw that the two visitors had storage bags hanging from their waists, one was dressed in luxurious and elegant clothes, and the other was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, he immediately understood the identity of the other person and hurriedly shouted: "Two immortal masters are here. We are inviting you on the third floor."

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Lan Meng nodded to the clerk and said to Yan Zixiu: "This place belongs to us, Lan Xin City. They have all seen the immortal cultivators."

Yan Zixiu also nodded and smiled politely to the waiter.

To him, all immortals and mortals are equal and have the same life.

But ordinary people don't think so. The guy was very excited to see the two immortal masters being so amiable.

The restaurant owner heard the waiter's shout and hurriedly brought someone out to greet him respectfully.

The interior of the restaurant is elegantly and generously decorated. Landscape screens and solid wood floors are all kept spotlessly clean. It seems that everyone in the restaurant has taken great care.

There are many guests on the first and second floors.

The boss personally took them to the third floor. There was no customer here. It should be specially prepared for immortal cultivators.

Sit down at the table by the window and look at the scenery of the town. You can see small bridges and flowing water everywhere, white walls and black tiles, blue and blue stone slabs, green trees and red flowers. It is indeed a wealthy place.

Lan Meng skillfully ordered the food and asked Yan Zixiu what kind of wine he wanted to drink.

"Thank you, I don't drink." Yan Zixiu declined politely.

"Don't drink? Okay then. How about some Qianhui Lu made from the local special spiritual fruit? This is not wine." Lan Meng suggested.

"Oh? Then you can try it."

The boss took the menu and left.

Yan Zixiu thought of one thing: "Lan Meng, do you have a map of this place?"

"There are maps. But they are all made of jade slips. You haven't developed your spiritual consciousness, so you can't read it. By the way, boss!" Lan Meng called to the boss who was going downstairs, "If you have a paper map, bring it over.

One piece. The wider the range and the more detailed the markings, the better."

"Okay." The boss agreed and went downstairs.

Yan Zixiu said to Lan Meng: "It seems that even if I want to use my spiritual consciousness to read the jade slip map, I have to practice this immortal cultivation technique." The other half of the purpose is naturally to resist the pressure of high-level monks.

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Lan Meng gave a rare snort: "If you say this, I don't know how many people will be pissed to death. People who want to become immortals can't find the door. It's better for you. You have such good conditions to become immortals, but you are still unwilling to do so.

Unwillingly."

"I am a doctor. My true intention is to save the world and help people. I have no interest in killing people."

"Among the immortal cultivators, there are actually only a few people who are interested in fighting and killing." Lan Meng said, "The main ambition of the immortal cultivators is to seek immortality, and fighting and killing is just to compete for the resources of immortality."

Yan Zixiu felt more and more that the circle of immortal cultivators was a jungle society: "Whether it is immortality or longevity, it is originally a good thing. The ancients said, I wish I can live a long life and practice all good deeds diligently. But if you fight and kill for the sake of immortality, isn't it the same as

Are the teachings of sages going against the grain?"

"Sages? As long as the saints can control the immortal cultivators. For the sake of immortality, it is common practice to do whatever it takes."

"After all, isn't it still caused by the word 'poor'?" Yan Zixiu suddenly thought, is it necessary to help the poor in this world of immortality?

"What you said is half right. It is indeed caused by the word 'poor'."

"What about the other half?" Yan Zixiu asked. After he made two small subjective mistakes, he tried to be as modest as possible about matters in the world of immortality, investigating and researching first before speaking.

"The other half is unfair. Whoever has the bigger fist will have more resources."

"Then what you're saying is that even if there are sufficient resources, it may not be able to solve the problem?"

Lan Meng said without hesitation: "That's not true. No matter how many resources you have, you can't withstand greed."

Yan Zixiang thought that the local world was similar to this place. It is said that the world's food is enough for people all over the world, but some large groups monopolize resources, and the food is not given to the poor until it becomes moldy.

He put forward an idea: "You, the top monks in the world, such as those big gods. Wouldn't it be great if they took the lead and were not greedy?"

Lan Meng shook his head: "How is that possible? I heard that they are also searching for resources everywhere and plan to take them to the spiritual world above. Therefore, the total amount of resources in the immortal world is getting less and less."

Yan Zixiu smiled: "If I were the director of the spiritual world, I would issue an order: the monks who are not greedy will be selected first. In this way, won't they release resources to the middle and lower-level monks in this world?"

Lan Meng also laughed: "If this is really the case, then all the monks here will have to build a shrine for you, Master Yan. They will burn incense and pray every day, may you live as long as heaven."

While talking and laughing, most of the original opposition and barriers between each other disappeared.

Praise to elegance and prosperity.
Chapter completed!