Dimensional Bookstore

Le Jing felt his vision go dark, and then his whole body began to spin up and down as if being sucked into a washing machine. He felt dizzy. Fortunately, the dizziness didn't last long, and he soon regained his sense of stability.

He held his forehead for a while and then had the energy to look at his surroundings.

From time to time, colorful streams of light pass through the white sky. The ground is not hard soil, but smoky white clouds. When you step on it, it feels as soft as cotton candy. In front of him was a magnificent golden gate. The doorposts were engraved with patterns of auspicious clouds and auspicious animals, and the door plaque had three golden characters "Nantianmen" written on it.

Two strong men with Chinese character faces were wearing bright yellow armor and holding spears, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the Nantian Gate. They looked like the two door gods in New Year paintings.

[This is no longer the B38 plane. ] Le Ling's voice sounded a bit serious: [After preliminary testing, the intensity rating of this different dimension is A30. I have set up an energy field in front of you to protect you, so you don't have to worry. 】

Le Jing rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache.

He had already made up his mind that he would not set foot in the A-level and above planes until he could no longer protect himself. Unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, he still ended up here - if he guessed correctly, this place should be a legend. In the fairyland.

If the aura is compared to a tree, then the aura of the B38 plane in the End of Dharma Age is the Taklimakan Desert, which is a tropical rain forest. As long as you stay here, even if you don't practice, your cultivation will grow at a rate several times that of the B38 plane.

The Zuo Door God's sharp eyes shot toward Le Jing like lightning, and he asked angrily: "Who is coming? Tell me your name!"

"My name is Le Jing." Le Jing met the sharp gazes of the two door gods impartially, with a gentle smile on his lips that gave people the feeling of spring breeze: "I wonder what kind of gods you two are?"

"Le Jing?" You Meng Shen wondered, "I've never heard of this name." He looked Le Jing up and down and asked, "Are you a mortal monk who has just ascended?"

According to Fan Wujiu, no monk has been able to ascend to the immortal world since the path to immortality was cut off a hundred years ago. But the door god asked him if he was a monk who had just ascended. Did the door god not know about the severance of the path to immortality at all, or was Fan Wujiu lying to him?

Le Jing opened his palm, revealing the much dimmed jade key, staring straight at the expressions of the two door gods, not letting go of any emotion on their faces: "I didn't ascend here, it brought me here. ”

The left doorkeeper's expression was confused at first. He raised his head and thought for a moment, then turned to look at the right doorkeeper and asked hesitantly: "Is this key the master's?"

The right door god nodded affirmatively, "It belongs to Taishang Laojun."

"Since it is Laojun's token, we won't stop you, just go in."

Taishang Laojun... this name is so famous in myths and legends. Le Jing had a hunch that he would get the answer he wanted.

"I'm here for the first time, so I can only trouble you two to tell me your address." The young man touched his nose, his expression seemed a little shy.

Zuo Menshen thought for a moment and said boldly: "Forget it, it's not far anyway, I'll take you there."

Then, in Le Jing's surprised eyes, Zuo Menshen transformed from an ancient military commander wearing armor into a low-level commoner dressed in coarse linen shirts.

Noticing Le Jing's strange gaze, Zuo Menshen chuckled, touched the back of his head and explained, "That armor is just a piece of shit. He looks like a nouveau riche when he walks out. It's so eye-catching and embarrassing."

Le Jing:……

The Zuo Door God waved his hand to summon the clouds and mist to support the two of them, and then flew all the way east.

On the way, Le Jing finally learned the name of the left door god. His surname was Qin, his given name was Qiong, and his courtesy name was Shubao. The right door god was of course his old CP of more than a thousand years, Yuchi Gong.

It turns out that they don’t look like the door gods in the New Year pictures, they are the two door gods in the New Year pictures! With such two great gods guarding the door, the fairy world is really luxurious.

Qin Shubao said it wasn't far. At least at his speed, they arrived at Taishang Laojun's residence in a few minutes.

Flying pavilions, stacked pavilions, green tiles and vermilion eaves, carved railings and jade railings, the fairy atmosphere is subtle and beautiful.

An old man with a fairy-like appearance and white beard and hair stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back. It was obvious at a glance that he was waiting for them.

Qin Shubao sent him to greet the Supreme Lord and then left.

Taishang Laojun looked at Le Jing with kind eyes: "Old man Li Er, I wonder what I should call my little friend?"

"I'm Lejing." Lejing bowed slightly to him: "I've met Laojun."

"No need to be polite." Taishang Laojun waved his hand and extended his hand towards the room: "The tea has been brewed in the room, come in."

After three rounds of tea, Le Jing put down the tea cup, gently put the jade spoon on the table, pushed it to the Supreme Lord, and said with a smile: "This way the thing returns to its original owner."

Taishang Laojun smiled and put the jade spoon into Le Jing's palm, "Take it, since you got it, then this is yours."

Le Jing put away the key calmly, and asked the question he had always asked: "I wonder if Laojun knows that the path to immortality in the mortal world is cut off?"

Taishang Laojun nodded calmly and added: "I cut off this immortal road."

Le Jing raised his eyebrows and stared at the white-bearded old man opposite him: "Why is this?"

Taishang Laojun did not answer, but said to Le Jing: "You must be tired after traveling all the way. I have prepared the guest room, you can have a good rest."

"Li Fang."

"Master, I'm here."

"Take the guests to the guest room to rest." He told the Taoist boy standing respectfully beside him.

Le Jing did not speak, but looked at Taishang Laojun with an inquiring look.

Taishang Laojun smiled faintly: "When you have rested enough, let Li Fang take you around to have a look." He drooped his eyelids and showed a meaningful smile: "Go and see what kind of world this fairyland is."

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Le Jing stood on the street, surrounded by a constant stream of people.

Feather fan and scarf, chest-length skirt, yellow robe, round-necked blue shirt... Clothes from all dynasties gathered together, but they were extremely harmonious. The buildings on the street are quaint and full of architectural features from all eras.

This is a hodgepodge of Chinese civilizations from all dynasties.

"This Jianghailou is the largest restaurant in the imperial capital." Li Fang pointed to a restaurant more than ten stories high in front of him and said, "Would you like to go up and sit down?"

Le Jing smiled and shook his head, then walked straight into a tea stall on the roadside. A waiter holding a rag immediately greeted him warmly, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"

"Bring me a pot of your signature tea."

"Okay."

Li Fang frowned as he watched the distinguished guest who the master had asked to be treated well sit down at the table generously, as if he didn't see the greasy stains on the table.

Such roadside fly restaurants are usually only for servants with little money to drink tea. Servants from a noble family like Li Fang would disdain to come to such fly restaurants to drink tea.

He couldn't help but say, "The environment of such a restaurant is too bad. If I disturb the distinguished guests, the master will blame me later."

Le Jing smiled indifferently, "I don't think there's anything wrong here. The air is fresh, and you can observe the life of the market up close, which is interesting."

Since Le Jing has made up his mind, Li Fang will naturally not say anything more. After all, he was just a servant. Although this lord's cultivation level was not as good as his, he was a guest that the master had instructed to treat well. Unlike people like him who were born humble, he was a noble lord like the master. What he said just now was actually an overstep. So he didn't say anything else and stood beside Le Jing with his head down and eyebrows down.

"Don't be so reserved." Le Jing's eyes flashed, and he smiled and greeted: "You sit down too."

Li Fang was so scared that he shook his head repeatedly: "You are the master, I am the servant, how can the servant and the master sit together."

Master and servant...

Le Jing took a deep look at Li Fang, who was habitually bending over, and finally said nothing.

Li Fang felt that the guest of the master was really a strange person.

Every morning, he would sit at the tea stall without fail, order a pot of tea and a few plates of snacks, and then sit until nightfall before leaving. This lasted for half a month.

For the past half month, Li Fang has been carefully observing Le Jing.

Most of the time, he looked thoughtfully at the people coming and going on the street, and his expression was sometimes very solemn, as if he was thinking about something very important.

But there were also times when he was amiable, even approachable and casual. Li Fang often saw him chatting and communicating with some street vendors, fairy servants, farmers, children, and even beggars. In Li Fang's opinion, these were all lowly people, and even looking at them more would make his eyes dirty. This adult was willing to be with them, which was really a disgrace to the master!

Although he should not discuss the master's affairs as a servant, he still couldn't help but complain to the master angrily, telling him all the young man's unruly behavior these days.

What surprised him was that when he heard him say this, the master was not angry, but laughed loudly, his eyes were very relieved.

"You don't understand." Finally, the master looked at him, touched his head with complicated eyes: "You have been successfully tamed by this world, so you will never understand."

He nodded as if he understood.

A lowly person like him will probably never understand the master's thoughts, because they are immortals.

Twenty days later, Le Jing appeared in front of Taishang Laojun.

"I understand." He looked at the old man with white hair and beard, and said slowly: "I understand what kind of world this is?"

Taishang Laojun's expression did not change, and a hint of imperceptible relief flashed in his eyes: "Tell me about it."

"A decadent, dark and dictatorial feudal society with clear class divisions." The young man's eyes flashed with irony: "Should it be said that it is reasonable and unexpected?"

Because before becoming immortals, immortals also came from feudal society, even slave society, and primitive society.

In modern society, many people dream of traveling back to ancient times. In their opinion, the ancient environment was beautiful, the people were simple, and there were many handsome men and beautiful women. With their wisdom and talents, they would surely shine in ancient times and become the upper class that exploited the lower class.

Haven't you seen that many good socialist young people in novels and TV dramas, as soon as they traveled back to ancient times, immediately threw away the concept of freedom and equality cultivated in modern society, and happily became slave owners who oppressed and exploited slaves. What's more, they even enjoyed the pleasure of oppressing and exploiting others with their noble status. They themselves have become the biggest feudal remnant. The Qing Dynasty has been gone for a hundred years, but they are still spiritual "old and young".

The feudal dictatorship and class fortress that Taizu and his friends broke in decades were the past they envied and yearned for.

But history is filled with the lives of these ordinary people whom they look down upon, including their ancestors.

If they traveled to the fairyland today, they would definitely be happy and reluctant to leave.

They like this world, but Le Jing doesn't.

He only likes a world where everyone is born free and equal, and everyone has unlimited possibilities.

The prosperity of a society that denies the possibilities of the lower class and cuts off the path of class advancement is nothing more than the drunken life and dream of the upper class riding on the necks of the people, whitewashing the peace.

In the corners of the empire that they cannot see, torches have been lit.

The author has something to say:

What I can't understand the most is that in some ancient novels, the time-traveling women who take it for granted to use the three obediences and four virtues to demand themselves, and even attack others for not keeping their wives' virtuous (smile)

No wonder the women's virtue classes are suddenly revived now.

This kind of people are probably the spiritual "old and young" (smile)

Of course, in order to survive in ancient times, you can adapt to the times and be domesticated. But at least you have to struggle a little, don't accept it so naturally! Regarding this point, I think the best one is "Daily Life in the Qing Dynasty" by Duomumuduo. Under the sweet daily life is the creepy glass shards, which deeply depicts how a modern woman is domesticated into a harem woman in feudal society. It can't be savored.

And, as I said, if the sky is dark, then survive in the dark; if it is dangerous to make a sound, then keep silent; if you feel that you are unable to shine, then curl up in the corner. But don't get used to the darkness and defend it; don't be proud of your own mediocrity; don't mock those who are braver and more passionate than you. We can be humble like dust, but we can't be twisted like maggots.

I wanted to add more today, but it was delayed by the group assignment. I will try to update twice tomorrow!