Gu Ping casually tossed a piece of meat aside, and the two of them walked harmoniously in front of the campfire, chatting away. It was clear that the younger disciple had no reservations in his heart.
"Any big news lately?" Gu Ping asked.
"Big news?" Lu Shu scratched his head. "Another batch of True Disciples from the Ying Yuxu Sect and other Major Sects have been invited to the Northern Battlefield for some Azure Hunt. They say they're vying for a title related to Tian Dong Second Day, which is quite significant on the Heaven and Earth Rankings. I heard Tenglan Shixiong might rank in the top ten of High Leg. I wonder what that woman, who firmly holds the top spot, looks like. She must be a fairy or something."
"Really?" Gu Ping chuckled lightly, feeling a bit disheartened. "You’re already thinking about beautiful women? What will you do when you grow old?"
"Pfft! I won't grow old! I could ask to be a god in Tian Zai!" Lu Shu replied with a lively demeanor, reminding Gu Ping of his time at the academy, where many preparations went unused, and many events unfolded unexpectedly, leaving him unprepared. He wondered if Liu Shizu was still at the academy. The incident involving Wen Shiren had forced the Harmony Society to disband, and Zhang Qian had gone missing. He hoped that with Master Ren Shi around, everything could be resolved properly.
"By the way, a few days ago, some people from the Great Qin Ying Clan came by. The senior brothers said there were a few High Legs among them. One of them rode in on a Red Tiger, appearing majestic before everyone. Several Ancestors' Disciples were defeated; it was truly hard to match their strength."
"Did they come?" Gu Ping gazed towards the setting sun, the campfire casting flickering shadows on their faces. Yet, he felt that Buqi was warm as Dong Yishi added more firewood.
But at his level of cultivation, how could he feel cold?
"Are you planning to walk back like that? It's quite a long journey back to the Sect—probably thousands of miles away. At this rate, it might take three months!"
"Is there anything wrong with heading east like this?"
"I don't deny that," Lu Shu replied, scratching his head awkwardly as he struggled to articulate his thoughts. "But isn't seeking peace of mind a form of cultivation? Isn't it like what our master often says about honing oneself on the Eastern Mountain?"
"Do you think reading countless books and traveling thousands of miles is truly enough?" his senior brother asked.
I pondered, what is the most fundamental aspect of cultivation?
Isn't it about comprehending the heavenly principles and elevating one's realm?
And why elevate one's realm?
To seek longevity.
But what does it mean to seek longevity?
Lu Shu's response faltered. Why seek longevity? Isn't it natural for cultivators to pursue the heavenly path, desiring to live long? Yet, what does it truly mean to live long? Lu Shu wondered if enjoying life was not an option for mortals. He questioned whether one could pursue the heavenly path without understanding it first. The order of priorities seemed reasonable, but why did he seek longevity in the first place?
Isn't it just about living longer? Was he wrong in his thoughts?
His senior brother spoke wisely, leaving Lu Shu feeling humbled.
With that exchange, Lu Shu realized that the realm of the senior brother before him was far beyond his own. He couldn't deny it; he was merely scratching the surface.
The senior brother then asked him, "Why pursue the Dao?"
"Isn't it to seek the ultimate power?" Lu Shu replied.
"And why pursue power?" the senior brother pressed.
Lu Shu fell silent once more. These were fundamental questions that had never been raised in his hearing. He wasn't foolish; on the contrary, he was a wise person. He understood why no one had ever mentioned these questions to those who sought the Dao. It was to maintain the dignity of the Daoist Sect, to avoid being bullied. It could be said that everyone was pursuing personal strength and longevity, but at its core, it was all about selfish desires. That made it difficult to voice such thoughts. Anyone who pondered these questions would refrain from excessive commentary or entanglement in them. If everyone felt this way, how could he be an exception?
"Have you understood?"
"No," Lu Shu replied, his gaze steady as he met Gu Ping's eyes. "Doesn't anyone truly work for the public good?"
Gu Ping smiled without answering. "Am I not working for the public good now?"
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