Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Before long, the two drunkards started babbling incoherently, practically revealing the color of their underwear.

Mu An couldn't help but marvel at the art of conversation these palace maids possessed; with just a few words, they had the two men, who had lived on the edge of death, completely bewildered.

To be able to do this job, you must have some skills.

Fortunately, these two people were still somewhat sensible, and they kept the things they really couldn't say to themselves.

The hearts of the Dark Feather Guards are all black; they enjoy themselves while they work.

Mu An realized that these palace maids were more popular than her, her "good boss".

How many times in life can one truly be drunk? Two middle-aged men, living a life of constant danger, probably each have their own stories and their own sorrows.

The pleasure of lying drunk on a beautiful woman's lap is something few can resist.

After finishing a dance, the dancer, her face glistening with sweat, approached him, extending her soft, jade-like hand in an invitation.

Mu An raised his wine glass to the dancer, politely declining her invitation to dance.

The dancers at the Star-Picking Pavilion were undeniably beautiful, and they even carried a faint fragrance, but he wasn't particularly interested in them.

He had seen all the top courtesans in Qi'an City, and he was starting to get a little tired of them.

The palace maid tried to subtly elicit information from him, but he just smiled and, under the pretext of being drunk, walked to the open-air Star-Picking Platform.

He didn't use his real name for anything he did in Beijing; instead, he used the alias Mu Lin.

But in the eyes of those who truly stand at the top, his identity is never a secret. They can easily find out what happened in Lingzhou and even Qing'an County by following the clues.

The fact that the palace maids of the Star-Picking Pavilion didn't know only shows that they were too low-level to be exposed to such things.

It's not necessarily a bad thing if fewer people know who you are.

Who can say for sure which palace maid was an informant for which person or power?

That's how it is in a palace; a hundred people can have a thousand different thoughts, so you can't do anything freely.

Stepping out of the cave, the entire high platform came into Mu An's view.

The Star-Picking Platform isn't very large, about 120 square meters in size. The railings on both sides are made of jade, and intricate talismans are engraved on them.

Although Mu An had no expertise in talismans, at his current level, he could roughly judge their effects with just a little observation.

Sturdy, windproof, temperature-controlled...

It is roughly the same craftsmanship as Lingxiao Pavilion in Yongning County, only more delicate and more complicated.

At an altitude of a thousand meters, clouds and mist had already gathered, and the solitary pavilion provided a target for the howling cold wind.

A transparent dome surrounds the Star-Picking Pavilion, blocking out the noise from the outside world.

With her hands resting on the jade railing and gazing at the starry sky, Mu An's first thought was:

This pavilion is so tall, standing all alone here. Won't it get struck by lightning on rainy days?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he realized he'd made a foolish mistake, so he simply shook his head and quietly admired the Milky Way in the sky.

If we're talking about something that comes closest to eternity, it's probably the starry sky above us.

He didn't know if he would outlive the stars, but he knew that at this moment, the crescent moon overhead and the Milky Way were truly beautiful.

It was so beautiful that he wanted to hold Mu Ling'er, sit among the little green lotus leaves, and admire it with them.

The little one will definitely jump around and express her joy in a carefree manner. Perhaps she will want to sit on my shoulders so that she can stand higher and see further.

Xiao Lü and Xiao He are much more reserved. They always try to show the attitude that elders should have in front of them and keep their emotions to themselves.

Even if they are very happy inside, they won't express it too directly, as if that would be impolite.

Only their bright, sparkling eyes and the unconsciously upturned corners of their mouths could prove their joy.

After all, in their eyes, he, the Celestial Martial Saint, was just a young man who liked to act recklessly and needed their occasional reminders so that he wouldn't lose his way.

They didn't understand martial arts, let alone what level Mu An had reached.

They only knew that if they weren't careful, their young master would run off to a brothel to drink, or do other unreliable things.

What respectable family lives like this every day!

Thinking about these amusing incidents, Mu An couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He felt that the three people in his family must be thinking of him now, since he wasn't home for the holiday and couldn't eat much food!

If too much is wasted, Xiaohe, with her frugal nature, will be heartbroken.

Mu An shook his head, banishing the strange thought from his mind, and then looked down at Qi'an City below.

From above, the lit lanterns stretch to the horizon like stars, with millions of lanterns covering every corner of Qi'an City, as if a galaxy has fallen to earth, illuminating the entire city.

For a fleeting moment, Mu An thought he had returned to the world he once lived in, but as his gaze focused, he quickly realized that these were two completely different scenes.

It may not be as dazzling, but it has its own unique charm.

Compared to the dazzling neon lights, the light emitted by the lanterns was ultimately a bit dimmer, but the gentle warmth of the burning flames added a touch of comfort to this winter day.

Warm light filtered through the fine gauze, casting dappled shadows on the cobblestone path. Children ran through the light and shadow, leaving behind their laughter.

On certain streets, you can see all sorts of people performing acrobatics, and a few vendors pushing carts selling lanterns.

A thin layer of ice had formed on the moat spanning the two streets, where light and shadow intertwined, and the reflection of the stone bridge overlapped with the moon's reflection, bringing the Milky Way to the human world.

A drunken poet sang loudly by the river and then leaped off the stone bridge, intending to visit the moon palace for drinks, which drew gasps from the crowds on both banks.

Before long, the poet, who had choked on some water, was pulled ashore by a pleasure boat in the river. The courtesan poked her head out from the cabin, making people wonder if a new love story would be added to the tale.

Centered on the palace, the halo of light stretched for miles before gradually dimming and becoming scattered, no longer as prosperous as the core area.

Leaning against the railing, Mu An gazed for a long, long time, his spiritual energy gathering in his eyes, allowing him to see the streets dozens of miles away.

He couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had the opportunity to cultivate immortality, which allowed him to stand here and see a world completely different from that seen by ordinary people.

It wasn't until fireworks burst forth beneath him that he snapped out of his daze, focusing his gaze on the shimmering golden sea of ​​flowers below.

The Star-Picking Platform is very high, so high that the fireworks, which should be looked up at, need to be looked down at.

The golden sea of ​​fireworks lasted for half an hour before gradually fading, with the lights of countless homes below blending into the fireworks.

The scene he had never seen before left Mu An stunned for a long time. He reached for the pocket that should have been his pants, grabbing and grabbing, only to find it empty.

He paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

More than twenty years have passed, and he still unconsciously makes such gestures, which is somewhat pretentious.

"Alright, I'll bring them to see it another time when I have the chance."