Volume 1 Chapter 778 Seeking the Path

Chapter 778 Seeking the Way

Zhang Pa was secretly amused. This scholar was straightforward. He thought: Kong Buer, what a strange name. It can be compared with Bu Kuangtu who I met a few days ago. He thought about it randomly, and did not mind that Kong Buer had used the gourd first. He raised it and drank a mouthful.

Kong Buer was very happy to see him do this. He laughed and said: "The hero is really straightforward. It is fate that I was saved by the hero today. I wonder what the hero's name is?"

Zhang Pa smiled and said: "My name is Zhang Pa." "Oh? But do you have a courtesy name?" The scholar became interested and asked seriously.

Before this era, men's names were single characters. When two people met, they could not call each other by name unless they had a great hatred. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to each other. This is the origin of the taboo word in the name. However, the mainland is popular with cultivators of Taoism. This group of people regards defying the heaven as virtue. Of course, they don't care how to give a secular name or how to call it, so there are all kinds of names.

This group of people is so powerful that all countries and courts have to rely on them to survive, and they also learn from them and give random names. Only scholarly families will follow the ancient etiquette and give comprehensive names.

Zhang Pa heard Kong Bu'er's question and said with a smile: "It's just a name. Just know who I am. Why do I need a courtesy name? Your name is also very interesting. Bu'er, does it have a history?"

Kong Bu'er took back the wine gourd, drank a sip of wine and said: "Of course it has a history. I want to live a glorious life. A real man is a man who sticks to his word. That's the origin of my name."

Zhang Pa joked: "You can call yourself Kong Shuoyi." Kong Bu'er shook his head: "Shuoyi is far inferior to Bu'er in terms of momentum."

Zhang Pa just smiled: "You chose it yourself, right?" Kong Bu'er's face darkened, and then he spoke loudly: "You chose it yourself. My father kicked me out of the house, so I gave him the name. From now on, I will be called Bu'er. It's useless to say anything. I stick to what I believe in."

This person is quite interesting. Zhang Pa's originally boring night has become more joyful. He picked up the dried meat and chewed it slowly: "Why did your father kick you out of the house?"

"Actually, it's nothing. I resigned from my official position and divorced my wife, and my father was angry." Kong Bu'er was stunned for a moment and said slowly.

Fierce man! Resigning from office and divorcing his wife is not a big deal? For ordinary people, the goal of life is nothing more than money, power and beauty. If you have an official position, you will have money, power and beauty. This guy who always keeps his word just threw them all away at once. What a courage!

He looked at Kong Buer and saw that his expression seemed to be indifferent, so he asked a series of questions: "Why did you resign from office and divorce your wife? What country are you from? What are you doing in the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

Perhaps he had been holding back for a long time, and with the help of wine, Kong Buer roughly recounted the matter.

He was born in an official family, with a natural talent. He passed the imperial examination in the big exam, and the court arranged an eighth-rank official for him. The old guy went there for a while, and somehow he became a close friend with a Taoist priest. The two of them drank and talked nonsense when they had nothing to do. The Taoist priest told him the stories and rumors he heard from many sources as if they were true. When the old guy heard it, he thought, is there such a way of life in the world?

He usually read a lot of books, and read a lot of stories about gods and ghosts, so he became interested. He used to listen to legends, but today he met a Taoist priest, and thought that there was indeed a way to live forever in the world, so why should he be so mediocre in worldly affairs? He was confused and wanted to practice Taoism. He bravely resigned from his official position and divorced his wife to seek immortality. Of course, the ending was miserable. His father kicked him out of the house, so he changed his name to Buer, which means that he would never change his mind and never waver in his life.

Being kicked out of the house made him more determined to practice Taoism, so he decided to go out and visit a master. Generally speaking, most masters live in seclusion in famous mountains, and he wanted to find them in famous mountains.

His family lived in Pingxi County, the westernmost county town of Qi State, and further west was Yan State. Zhang Pa had been tossing around in these two places for a while. If he had to blame someone, he could only blame the continent for being too small, not enough for Zhang Pa to toss around.

Kong Buer wanted to visit a master in a famous mountain, but Longhu Mountain was too far away, and the nearest mountain range to Pingxi County was Shiwan Mountain. He asked his best friend who encouraged him to practice Taoism, and the fake Taoist said: "There is a unique way of practicing in the Shiwan Mountains, which is not inferior to Longhu Mountain." So Kong Buer went into the mountains.

It was very hard along the way. It took more than a month to walk more than 800 miles. He saw some high and low peaks. He didn't find any immortals, but he found many wild beasts. However, he was lucky, and he practiced martial arts to strengthen his body, so he insisted on saving his life. Then he encountered five wolves and was saved by Zhang Pa.

Zhang Pa wanted to laugh when he heard it. This guy was so naive. His best friend didn't even understand what was going on with him, but he dared to encourage others, and this smart Kong Buer actually believed it. After eating the dried meat, he clapped his hands and said, "Take a rest. I'll send you out of the mountain tomorrow. You're wandering around here, which is no different from seeking death."

He had good intentions, but Kong Buer refused to do so. He said stubbornly, "I will never leave the mountain. I must visit a wise master and keep my heart as one."

Zhang Pa advised him, "If you go further in, it will not be as simple as five wolves. Are you here to learn Taoism or to be food for wild beasts?"

"Even though the wild beasts are fierce, I am still alive, right? I firmly believe that all kinds of suffering in the world are tests. As long as my heart is consistent and I sincerely move heaven and earth, there will be immortals who will pity my sincerity and accept me as a disciple." This guy is going crazy.

Zhang Pa pouted and said, "Do you think that Taoists are so idle? Do you have time to care whether you are sincere? Stop dreaming."

"Dreams are meant to be done. Not only do you have to dream, but you also have to turn dreams into reality." Kong Buer really means what he says. No matter whether it will work in the end, he will not let go once he bites.

"Okay, then do it. Where do you want to go tomorrow?" Seeing that he was so stubborn, Zhang Pa was too lazy to persuade him anymore. He asked casually after lying down.

"I don't know. I will go to the highest mountain. After walking through the peaks, I will always meet immortals."

Zhang Pa couldn't help it and persuaded him again: "Don't you know that the Shiwan Mountains are inhabited by foreigners? They are incompatible with the Han people. You come to them to become their disciples? Aren't you afraid of being killed?"

"I have thought about this issue. I think that immortal cultivators are beyond the secular world. How can they stop the Taoism of the world's dedicated seekers because of racial prejudice? Why don't you come with me, we will become disciples together and cultivate together." Kong Buer stared at him with two bright eyes.

Okay, you win. Zhang Pa completely gave up the idea of ​​persuading him and closed his eyes and stopped talking.

The night passed quickly. After dawn, Kong Buer took out a piece of dry food, broke it in half, and handed one half to Zhang Pa: "Have breakfast first." He asked again: "Where is there water nearby?" Zhang Pa shook his head and said nothing. He pushed the dry food back, stood up, stretched his waist, and shook his body left and right before speaking: "Fifteen miles east, there is a river."

"Ah? So far?" Kong Buer sat down and said, it was too far and he didn't want to move.

Zhang Pa followed and said: "There are snake nests by the river and bear caves nearby. I advise you not to go there." Just now, he scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense. The river he mentioned was the safest one in terms of distance. If you are not afraid of the distance, you can go twice the distance and there will be a water source. Of course, it will be much safer. However, thirty miles? If you climb mountains and go through forests, you have to walk until dark.

Kong Buer shook his head, took out a water bottle from the rattan basket, opened it and drank a sip carefully, then handed the water bottle over: "Drink it."

Zhang Pa smiled and refused: "I'm not thirsty." Kong Buer didn't believe it: "How can I not be thirsty? Who is not thirsty?"

Zhang Pa didn't explain, moved his body slightly, and sat down again. Seeing his firm attitude, Kong Buer took back the kettle, plugged it with a stopper, put it back into the rattan basket, and asked, "Where are you going later?"

Zhang Pa said, "Out of the mountain." Kong Buer did not give up, and continued to encourage him, "If you want me, it would be great to follow me to become a disciple. How majestic it would be to become a god in the future." Zhang Pa laughed and said, "Who told you that there are gods in this world?"

Kong Buer said, "How can there be no gods? Without gods, where do the sun, moon and stars come from? Without gods, how do mountains and rivers appear? Without gods, how can oceans and continents be divided? If there are no gods, there is even no day and night, so how can there be you and me?"

Zhang Pa had heard a little about these legends in the market before. Later, in order to coax his children, he specially found a mythological story to read. After reading it to the end, he didn't know whether those stories were true or false, so he just treated it as a joke.

If it's false, what's the matter with them, the cultivators? If it's true, the methods of the gods can't even be seen by the cultivators, so how can ordinary people see it? So he just read it as a story, and didn't care whether it was true or not. Hearing Kong Buer's serious talk, Zhang Pa became interested: "According to you, there were gods before there were you and me. Do you know why gods created you and me?"

"Maybe it's because of loneliness." The storybook said so. Kong Buer felt that it was wrong, but he couldn't find the reason, so he had to make a fool of himself. "Gods are lonely too? Haha." Zhang Pa laughed.

"Why are gods not lonely?" Kong Buer argued: "It's because of loneliness that gods get together to drink and have fun, and wander around."

Zhang Pa was curious: "Where did you hear that gods drink and have fun, and wander around?"

"The book is very detailed, and there are even stories about the battle of the gods and the beginning of heaven and earth. There are also many ancient books handed down. You don't know it?" Kong Buer said with a look of being ignorant.

"What is the battle of the gods?" Although Zhang Pa also learned some mythological stories temporarily, he didn't cover a wide range of topics after all, and he was not as specialized as Kong Buer.

"The war between the gods of the founding of the world. At that time, there was no heaven or earth, only a piece of wonton. This group of gods wandered around and found that this place was not bad. Well, it was a good place, so they wanted to build a world, but there were others who also liked this place, so they fought, and the fight was a mess. This was the war of the founding of the gods." Kong Buer said.

Zhang Pa was stunned. He had practiced for a long time, but he had never thought about the origin of heaven and earth, and no one had told him this. Now that this crazy scholar said it, yes, I know how I came, but how did heaven and earth come?

At that time, when chasing the Ghost King, I also wanted to fly up to see how high the sky was and what was outside the sky. Later, a lot of troubles happened and I forgot this idea.