No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 15 Traveling
In his previous life, Xu Shun didn't drink much.

It is true that alcohol and social activities are inseparable.

Drinking means socializing.

You drink a glass and I drink a glass. You say we are brothers and buddies, but who knows what is in your heart?

Xu Shun hates socializing. He hates it when he is the client, and he hates it even more when he is the contractor.

If Xu Shun is alone, he would drink some beer or rice wine to go with the dishes.

Although the wine didn't taste very good now, it was very much to Xu Shun's liking.

The two bottles of wine were quickly finished by Xu Shun and Lan Daoren.

"Sir, the soup is here."

The boss also brought up the mutton offal soup.

The mutton offal soup was served in two large bowls with thick mutton fat floating on top.

Most of the food in restaurants in this world is heavy in oil and salt.

After all, many people rarely eat meat on a daily basis, and going to a restaurant is just a way to indulge themselves.

In addition, most of the restaurants in the small town serve passing business travelers, so oil, fat and salt are indispensable.

If it were Xu Shun in his previous life, he would not even look at such a greasy thing.

For Xu Shun, who has a fat body, it's too greasy.

Now, Xu Shun just felt hungry. No matter whether it was greasy or not, he just had to eat it.

"Give me another two glasses of wine!" Taoist Lan asked for more wine.

The mutton offal soup has a fishy smell and the smell of internal organs, and the taste is a bit pungent, which is perfect when paired with wine.

"More wine!"

"Bring up the wine!"

"Is there any mutton soup?"

As Xu Shun ate, he ate two large bowls of rice and drank two glasses of wine. His throat was already full and he felt a little dizzy.

As for Taoist Lan, Xu Shun couldn't remember how much he drank.

In the end he drank up all the boss's wine, which left the boss stunned, fearing that Lan Daoren would fall to the ground and start acting crazy while drunk.

Fortunately, Lan Daoren, a cultivator in the Mahayana stage, is a well-known glutton.

The wine and food fell into Lan Daoren's mouth as if they had fallen into an unknown giant mouth.

After eating and drinking, Lan Daoist stood up and said, "Disciple, pay the bill."

"Ok!"

Xu Shun went to settle the bill with the boss with a slight stagger and paid for the wine and meal.

The boss took the money in one hand and scratched his head with the other hand while looking at the backs of the two gluttons.

While you are at home, wealth will come from heaven.

After leaving the restaurant, Xu Shun felt even more dizzy when the wind blew.

That shouldn’t be the case. I didn’t drink much!
Xu Shun calculated that he had only drunk a few bottles of beer. In his previous life, he probably didn't drink as much as his female colleague.

how……

Oh, I am a transmigrated soul!
This body is not his.

"Disciple, please don't drink in the future. Drinking affects your temperament. We in Qinghua Sect don't allow drinking." Taoist Lan said, looking at the staggering Xu Shun.

Only at this moment did he feel that Xu Shun looked a bit like a young man.

Usually Xu Shun was too mature and looked like a veteran, so much so that he felt that Xu Shun was a person of the same generation.

"Ah? Why can't the Qinghua Sect drink alcohol?" Xu Shun said while being slightly tipsy.

Damn, how come I didn’t know that?

How does drinking affect your temperament?
"Yes. These are the rules of the Qinghua sect." Taoist Lan nodded.

!!!

Does the Qinghua sect have sect rules?
Xu Shun felt puzzled: "Why didn't Master tell me?" Besides, as a master, it's too bad for you to take the lead in breaking the sect rules!
"Since we are not in the sect, we don't have to abide by the sect rules. When we are outside, we can do whatever we like." Lan Dao said as a matter of course.

"..."

Fine.

The atmosphere in the spiritual world is created by people like you.

"Master, that's great!" Xu Shun gave a thumbs up.

Fortunately, I have lived two lives and have my own code of conduct, otherwise I don’t know where I would be led astray by Master Lan.

"As for cultivation, everything depends on yourself." Lan Daoren explained: "If you have the Tao in your heart, it doesn't matter whether there are sect rules or not."

"If there is no morality in one's heart, no matter how many sect rules there are, they are useless."

"It is said that the sect rules forbid drinking, but it is because many years ago, the seniors of the Huang family liked to sing after drinking."

"Not only did he use magic to enhance his voice, but he also sang so badly! It disturbed the peace!"

"The teachers in the sect have repeatedly taught them but they didn't listen. In a fit of rage, they made a rule in the sect that drinking alcohol is not allowed." Taoist Lan explained the reason for the sect's rules.

"No, what's wrong with drinking and singing?" Xu Shun was drunk at this time and began to talk nonsense: "Our Qinghua Sect is not a law enforcement agency, why should we crack down on drinking and singing?"

"It's not right, it's not right."

When Taoist Lan heard his apprentice start to speak something he couldn't understand, he didn't know that Xu Shun was drunk.

"Just two glasses of wine have revealed your true colors! I should have let you drink earlier!" Taoist Lan is worthy of being Taoist Lan. Seeing that Xu Shun was drunk, he laughed and laughed at Xu Shun's joke.

"There's something wrong with this wine! I could drink a pound of liquor with a 50-proof alcohol content back then, but these two cups of liquor made me drunk. It must be the wine's problem." Xu Shun refused to admit that he could not drink.

"Ha~ Let's find a place to stay." Lan Dao Ren just smiled and said, "Follow me, don't let me be without a disciple!"

Xu Shun followed Lan Daoist and heard Lan Daoist's sarcastic tone. He couldn't help but said, "Not only can I keep up, I can also walk in a straight line for you to see."

He gestured with his hands, trying to walk in a straight line for Lan Daoren to see.

How can a drunk person walk in a straight line?

Lan Daoren found it very interesting and laughed out loud, patting his belly.

Xu Shun followed Taoist Lan in a crooked manner and came to a dilapidated temple outside the town.

The temple was not big, only three rooms in size. The roof of the left half of the room had a big hole in it, and the middle room was dedicated to an unknown god, whose head had been taken away.

So Xu Shun and Lan Daoren could only stay in the room on the right.

The right side was full of dust and debris, and there were bugs running through the cracks between the bricks on the ground.

Taoist Lan waved his hand and created a clean space, which was the place for Xu Shun.

As for him, no matter where he is, he cannot be stained by dust.

He has been wandering around Shenzhou for so many years, and everywhere in Shenzhou is the same to him.

Xu Shun sat in a clean place, leaning against the wall with his head tilted, and soon he began to snore.

When he woke up, it was already dark and another day had passed.

He feels like every day is going by so fast.

Practice every day until dawn, then walk all day, and practice again when it gets dark.

One day passed.

Where is the road ahead?
Where is the way forward?
After walking for so many days, Xu Shun gradually understood the purpose of Master Lan taking him to wander around all day.

Practice and traveling are the same.

It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books.

No matter how much you hear others say, it is better to see it with your own eyes.

Especially many times, when walking in the wilderness, you only know where you came from, but not where you are going.

If you don’t walk, you don’t know what’s ahead!
Just like life.

Day after day, you never know what will happen tomorrow!
Just do today's work well.

Xu Shun thought about these things and began his daily practice.

(End of this chapter)