Chapter 296: It’s not that I won’t let you go, but my Minister won’t let you go!
Since these paintings are valuable, they must be utilized.
At this moment, the Wine Sword Immortal arrived, drinking wine and bowing to Lin Beifan, saying, “Your Majesty, I have come to bid you farewell!”
Lin Beifan was startled: “Farewell? Where are you going?”
As far as he knew, the Wine Sword Immortal had always been a loner. Where could he possibly go?
“Your Majesty, it’s because my cultivation has reached a bottleneck!”
Wine Sword Immortal explained: “The sword technique I practice is called ‘Carefree,’ created by a senior swordsman who pursued a carefree and unfettered life! This sword technique emphasizes being carefree and elusive, like an unbound immortal!”
“Now that Great Xia has stabilized, I wish to go out and gain experience, visit mountains and rivers, and feel the legendary carefree spirit of immortals in nature, only then might I have the chance to advance further!”
“I see! Since you have such aspirations, I will naturally support you!”
Lin Beifan smiled: “However, if you are seeking to understand the carefree sword intent, you actually don’t need to go out. You can do it right here!”
“Here?” Wine Sword Immortal was confused. How could he feel the carefree spirit of immortals within the imperial palace?
Could there be immortals in the imperial palace?
Lin Beifan smiled: “In my imperial palace, there is a Painting Realm filled with many paintings! Go and look at the one called ‘Immortal Mountain,’ and you’ll understand!”
Wine Sword Immortal was perplexed but still accepted Lin Beifan’s suggestion and went to the Painting Realm to see that painting.
Guided by a young eunuch, he arrived at the palace called Painting Realm.
He discovered it was heavily guarded, and ordinary people could not approach it.
This made him even more curious.
“As His Majesty said, the Painting Realm is filled with paintings! Are they just ordinary paintings to warrant such strict security? Even the Internal Affairs Office is not so heavily guarded!”
After being scrutinized, he finally entered the palace with a curious heart and saw the painting “Immortal Mountain.”
The painting depicted several towering mountains shrouded in clouds, with ethereal mists at their base and immortal cranes and spiritual birds flying by, exuding an otherworldly charm.
On one of the high mountains, there was an immortal with cloud-like sleeves fluttering in the wind.
He was sitting relaxedly on a rock, surrounded by sheer cliffs on all sides, yet he did not seem afraid.
In front of him was an irregular stone table, its surface incredibly smooth, as if carved by a sword.
On the stone table, there was a pot of wine, two cups, and a half-played game of chess.
The immortal was drinking wine and playing chess against himself, content and carefree.
“What a splendid immortal mountain! What a remarkable immortal!” Wine Sword Immortal praised. The immortal spirit he sought was exactly like this.
If his mindset could be like the immortal in the painting, his swordsmanship would improve by leaps and bounds.
In a trance, he seemed to step into the world of the painting.
Standing atop the misty mountain, he could reach out to pluck stars and the moon and bend down to see all the landscapes and the bustling life of the world below.
However, he couldn’t take a step outward, for cliffs surrounded him, bottomless and daunting, as if one more step would send him plummeting to his death.
Wine Sword Immortal was shocked: “Where is this place, and why have I suddenly come here?”
He looked around, feeling that the scenery was very familiar.
“Fellow Daoist, how about joining this old man for a game of chess?” A vague and distant voice reached out.
Wine Sword Immortal followed the voice and was surprised to find a person sitting before him, he was shrouded in mist, barely visible unless looked at closely. The figure was leisurely playing chess and sipping wine, completely content and carefree.
Wine Sword Immortal couldn’t discern the cultivation level of the figure and respectfully thought to himself that this must be a senior with profound cultivation. He bowed and asked, “Senior, where is this place, and how did I suddenly arrive here?”
The face of the person before him was obscured by the mist, unclear, but the voice came through distinctly: “If you win against this old man, I will tell you where this is and how to leave!”
Wine Sword Immortal glanced at the chessboard and felt as if it contained the grand momentum of the universe, with mysteries hidden in every move.
“Senior, my skills in chess are quite humble. I’m afraid I’m no match for you!”
“Don’t worry, we have plenty of time. Let’s play slowly!”
Thus, Wine Sword Immortal sat down, took the black pieces, and began to play chess.
He played very slowly, pondering each move for an hour or two before placing a piece.
However, the senior across from him was in no hurry.
He never urged Wine Sword Immortal on, patiently waiting for him to make a move before calmly making his own.
Wine Sword Immortal inwardly praised: What great composure the senior has!
Two days passed in this manner, and only a few moves had been made in the game.
Wine Sword Immortal felt a bit hungry and thought about excusing himself to hunt some wild animals to fill his stomach.
But at that moment, the senior poured him a cup of wine as if sensing his thoughts and said, “After drinking this wine, you won’t feel hungry anymore!”
“Thank you for the wine, senior!” Wine Sword Immortal took the cup with both hands and drank it all at once.
The moment the wine reached his stomach, he no longer felt hungry. Moreover, all his fatigue vanished, leaving him feeling refreshed and full of energy.
Wine Sword Immortal was astonished: “Senior, what kind of wine is this? After drinking it, I no longer feel thirsty, hungry, or tired. It’s amazing! Even the rumored legendary immortal brews couldn’t be better than this!”
“Think of it as an immortal brew if you like. Let’s continue our game!”
They continued to play chess, and days passed without notice.
During this time, whenever Wine Sword Immortal felt hungry, he would drink the wine the senior poured, which restored him completely.
While playing chess, Wine Sword Immortal also admired the surrounding scenery, listened to the sounds of birds and beasts from the mountains, and felt the ethereal immortal essence around him…
Living without the need for mortal grains, dining on the wind and dew, sleeping with the sun and moon, and keeping the stars as companions, his heart became more open and carefree.
It was as if he could ascend to immortality at any moment!
Chapter 296: It’s not that I won’t let you go, but my Minister won’t let you go!
Since these paintings are valuable, they must be utilized.
At this moment, the Wine Sword Immortal arrived, drinking wine and bowing to Lin Beifan, saying, “Your Majesty, I have come to bid you farewell!”
Lin Beifan was startled: “Farewell? Where are you going?”
As far as he knew, the Wine Sword Immortal had always been a loner. Where could he possibly go?
“Your Majesty, it’s because my cultivation has reached a bottleneck!”
Wine Sword Immortal explained: “The sword technique I practice is called ‘Carefree,’ created by a senior swordsman who pursued a carefree and unfettered life! This sword technique emphasizes being carefree and elusive, like an unbound immortal!”
“Now that Great Xia has stabilized, I wish to go out and gain experience, visit mountains and rivers, and feel the legendary carefree spirit of immortals in nature, only then might I have the chance to advance further!”
“I see! Since you have such aspirations, I will naturally support you!”
Lin Beifan smiled: “However, if you are seeking to understand the carefree sword intent, you actually don’t need to go out. You can do it right here!”
“Here?” Wine Sword Immortal was confused. How could he feel the carefree spirit of immortals within the imperial palace?
Could there be immortals in the imperial palace?
Lin Beifan smiled: “In my imperial palace, there is a Painting Realm filled with many paintings! Go and look at the one called ‘Immortal Mountain,’ and you’ll understand!”
Wine Sword Immortal was perplexed but still accepted Lin Beifan’s suggestion and went to the Painting Realm to see that painting.
Guided by a young eunuch, he arrived at the palace called Painting Realm.
He discovered it was heavily guarded, and ordinary people could not approach it.
This made him even more curious.
“As His Majesty said, the Painting Realm is filled with paintings! Are they just ordinary paintings to warrant such strict security? Even the Internal Affairs Office is not so heavily guarded!”
After being scrutinized, he finally entered the palace with a curious heart and saw the painting “Immortal Mountain.”
The painting depicted several towering mountains shrouded in clouds, with ethereal mists at their base and immortal cranes and spiritual birds flying by, exuding an otherworldly charm.
On one of the high mountains, there was an immortal with cloud-like sleeves fluttering in the wind.
He was sitting relaxedly on a rock, surrounded by sheer cliffs on all sides, yet he did not seem afraid.
In front of him was an irregular stone table, its surface incredibly smooth, as if carved by a sword.
On the stone table, there was a pot of wine, two cups, and a half-played game of chess.
The immortal was drinking wine and playing chess against himself, content and carefree.
“What a splendid immortal mountain! What a remarkable immortal!” Wine Sword Immortal praised. The immortal spirit he sought was exactly like this.
If his mindset could be like the immortal in the painting, his swordsmanship would improve by leaps and bounds.
In a trance, he seemed to step into the world of the painting.
Standing atop the misty mountain, he could reach out to pluck stars and the moon and bend down to see all the landscapes and the bustling life of the world below.
However, he couldn’t take a step outward, for cliffs surrounded him, bottomless and daunting, as if one more step would send him plummeting to his death.
Wine Sword Immortal was shocked: “Where is this place, and why have I suddenly come here?”
He looked around, feeling that the scenery was very familiar.
“Fellow Daoist, how about joining this old man for a game of chess?” A vague and distant voice reached out.
Wine Sword Immortal followed the voice and was surprised to find a person sitting before him, he was shrouded in mist, barely visible unless looked at closely. The figure was leisurely playing chess and sipping wine, completely content and carefree.
Wine Sword Immortal couldn’t discern the cultivation level of the figure and respectfully thought to himself that this must be a senior with profound cultivation. He bowed and asked, “Senior, where is this place, and how did I suddenly arrive here?”
The face of the person before him was obscured by the mist, unclear, but the voice came through distinctly: “If you win against this old man, I will tell you where this is and how to leave!”
Wine Sword Immortal glanced at the chessboard and felt as if it contained the grand momentum of the universe, with mysteries hidden in every move.
“Senior, my skills in chess are quite humble. I’m afraid I’m no match for you!”
“Don’t worry, we have plenty of time. Let’s play slowly!”
Thus, Wine Sword Immortal sat down, took the black pieces, and began to play chess.
He played very slowly, pondering each move for an hour or two before placing a piece.
However, the senior across from him was in no hurry.
He never urged Wine Sword Immortal on, patiently waiting for him to make a move before calmly making his own.
Wine Sword Immortal inwardly praised: What great composure the senior has!
Two days passed in this manner, and only a few moves had been made in the game.
Wine Sword Immortal felt a bit hungry and thought about excusing himself to hunt some wild animals to fill his stomach.
But at that moment, the senior poured him a cup of wine as if sensing his thoughts and said, “After drinking this wine, you won’t feel hungry anymore!”
“Thank you for the wine, senior!” Wine Sword Immortal took the cup with both hands and drank it all at once.
The moment the wine reached his stomach, he no longer felt hungry. Moreover, all his fatigue vanished, leaving him feeling refreshed and full of energy.
Wine Sword Immortal was astonished: “Senior, what kind of wine is this? After drinking it, I no longer feel thirsty, hungry, or tired. It’s amazing! Even the rumored legendary immortal brews couldn’t be better than this!”
“Think of it as an immortal brew if you like. Let’s continue our game!”
They continued to play chess, and days passed without notice.
During this time, whenever Wine Sword Immortal felt hungry, he would drink the wine the senior poured, which restored him completely.
While playing chess, Wine Sword Immortal also admired the surrounding scenery, listened to the sounds of birds and beasts from the mountains, and felt the ethereal immortal essence around him…
Living without the need for mortal grains, dining on the wind and dew, sleeping with the sun and moon, and keeping the stars as companions, his heart became more open and carefree.
It was as if he could ascend to immortality at any moment!
