Of course, these clans must have prepared ample gifts …
It could be said that the financial resources made up of the gifts that were still on the way were enough to completely rebuild the dominant clans of the past, or even better!
Speaking of which, Chu Yang's return this time brought a lot of benefits.
Of course, Chu Yang himself didn't care about these gifts. After all, someone's vision was very high now. But … the Chu Clan really cared about these gifts. This time, they had really struck it rich!
And a big one!
That night, after several comforts, Chu Yang finally helped his mother to sleep. Then, he walked out quietly and went to the backyard along the path that he used in the past.
In the backyard, there was a lonely little courtyard in the woods. Chu Yang stepped on the dead branches and walked towards the old ancestor of the Chu clan, Chu Xiaoxin.
The old ancestor's indifferent voice seemed to ring in his ears again, "Step on the green grass, don't step on my dead grass."
Chu Yang sighed in his heart.
The gate of the courtyard was still closed as it was that day. Obviously, Chu Xiaoxin didn't allow anyone to disturb his peace.
He knocked on the door, but no one answered.
Chu Yang gave the door a hard push. With a creaking sound, the dust that had accumulated on the door of the courtyard dissipated.
As far as the eye could see, there were thick dead grass and dense green grass in the courtyard.
Chu Yang floated up and stood on the stone steps that were full of moss.
"You're Chu Yang, right?" An indifferent voice sounded.
"Yes, it's me. I'm back. Greetings, old ancestor," Chu Yang said respectfully.
This greeting came from the bottom of his heart. He didn't have the slightest bit of negligence because his strength had long surpassed that of his ancestors.
"Very good …" That indifferent voice carried a kind of indescribable tiredness and sentimentality. He said, "You've come back at the right time. You can make it in time … to send me off."
Chu Yang was startled. "Old ancestor, what's wrong with you?"
A green shadow flashed and Chu Xiaoxin's thin body and thin face appeared in front of Chu Yang. He smiled lightly. "Nothing's wrong with me. It's just that … these days, I've been feeling that your old ancestor misses me very much …"
He smiled warmly and longingly. "I miss her too. It's time to go over and accompany her."
Chu Yang was speechless.
Facing Chu Xiaoxin's aloofness of seeing through life and death, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Originally, I should have gone there a long time ago. Back then, when you rushed up to the Heaven Palace, I already wanted to go there." Chu Xiaoxin gestured for Chu Yang to sit down. Then, he said calmly, "It's just that you've entered into an unknown situation. To the heavens, it's an end, but to the other side, it's just a beginning. I don't know if you can stand firm, so I've been worried all along. Now that you've finally come back, I know that you've stood firm … I'll go down and see your grandmother.
Chu Yang sat down respectfully and said, "Perhaps Old Grandmother still hopes that you can stay and watch over the healthy growth of her grandchildren … You may not understand Old Grandmother's true meaning."
Chu Xiaoxin chuckled. "You … You're still so crafty. Your grandmother might not want me to go over, but this old man is already very tired, very tired, and I really miss her. "
Chu Yang was silent. He only felt a heart-wrenching feeling rising in his heart all of a sudden.
Chu Xiaoxin said sadly, "They've all gone … I'm the only one left here. Every day, I can only talk to myself. There's no one who can accompany me to relieve my boredom … You're all good. You all want to accompany me. But every time I see you, I always feel that I'm one step further away from this world …"
"After all, we're not in the same era anymore …"
Chu Xiaoxin smiled lightly. "My heart has already dried up … What's the point of forcing myself to live on?"
Chu Yang sighed deeply and said, "Back then, Old Grandmother had said … to let you finish those teas …"
Chu Xiaoxin looked at the pot of tea in front of him with great nostalgia. His eyes were brimming with infinite tenderness. Finally, he got up, took out the tea, and made a cup for himself and Chu Yang. He said sadly, "Chu Yang … Do you know what kind of feeling I actually have in my heart every time I open this pot of tea and drink it?"
Chu Yang's heart shook.
"This is the tea that my wife personally roasted for me. And my wife … has already passed away from me for more than a thousand years." Chu Xiaoxin sighed. "The fragrance of the tea is still there, but where is she?"
"Where is the young girl who wore a ponytail and picked tea for me back then … Where is she now? Where is the wife who accompanied me through trials and tribulations and never left me? Where is the woman who had given birth to my children and helped me through thick and thin? "
Chu Yang lowered his head slowly. Looking at the green tea floating up and down in the teacup, he only felt that his heart was heavy. That was a kind of indescribable sadness. The tea floated up and down, and the passing of a thousand years … That kind of loneliness and desolation, who else could really understand it?
"With you in the Chu clan, I'm very relieved. I can leave in peace." Chu Xiaoxin said softly, "I believe she's also very relieved."
"But Old Ancestor, you've always walked the path of sentiments." Chu Yang tried his best to say, "It's still narrow-minded of you to leave like this …"
Chu Xiaoxin looked at Chu Yang warmly and said softly, "Is it really narrow-minded? What's the path of sentiments? Chu Yang, when one's feelings reach the depth of one's heart, there's no resentment … When one's feelings reach the depth of one's heart, there's no resentment. It's the same for life and death. "
Upon hearing that, Chu Yang's heart shook. He was speechless for a long time.
The two of them didn't speak for a long time.
It was late at night.
The wind blew outside, as if crying and complaining.
The trees rustled.
There was silence. Chu Xiaoxin said softly, "Go ahead."
…
That night, Chu Xiaoxin passed away in that dilapidated small courtyard. His face was serene, and there was still a smile at the corners of his mouth.
There was genuine joy and yearning in his eyes.
For more than a thousand years, this was the only thing that he really wanted to do, and he finally did it.
This respectable old man who had protected the Chu clan for a generation could finally put down the burden on his shoulders. He passed away very peacefully, very gratified and very relaxed.
This day was the greatest expectation of the latter half of his life.
In other words, ever since his wife and brothers passed away one by one, he was only alive as a body that could breathe. He was carrying the responsibility of protecting his descendants.
Now, he could finally put it all down.
The funeral arrangements for the old man were very grand.
The patron saint who had protected the Chu clan for a generation could finally rest in peace. He was buried together with his wife.
Chu Yang stood in front of the grave for a long time.
This was an old grave from more than a thousand years ago. Now, it was finally opened up and buried again. There were traces of withered grass mixed in the fresh soil. After more than a thousand years of separation, the husband and wife were finally buried together.
Chu Yang carefully put that pot of tea into the grave.
If you found the old grandmother earlier, you naturally didn't have to drink this. But if you couldn't find her for the time being, during the process of searching, the old grandmother's tea would accompany you …
Love is not lonely! Love is not lonely!
The sun was setting.
Chu Yang's figure was elongated.
He was still thinking about Chu Xiaoxin's words.
"Chu Yang, what is the path of love?"
"When love reaches the depth of love, there will be no resentment … and 'no resentment' is the path of love."
"This is the path of love."
In a trance, he understood in his heart. "It turns out that I'm narrow-minded!"
"It turns out that this is the path of love."
"It turns out that this is the path of love!"
Chu Yang seemed to have heard something breaking. Such a sound rose in his heart. It seemed to be very ethereal, but it was so obvious.
In the next few days, the entire courtyard of the Chu clan was busy.
But Chu Yang was much quieter.
His state of mind was constantly changing.
Sometimes, he just sat quietly and watched Mo Qingwu and the other two chatting happily for the whole afternoon and night. He didn't show any impatience, as if he was an outsider.
This kind of silence was, without a doubt, very abnormal.
Chu Yang could clearly feel that the little golden man in his dantian was changing. Although the whole process was slow, it was really abnormal. Although it was slow, it could be observed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The little golden man slowly opened his eyes. It was a pair of eyes without any impurities, as pure as a newborn baby's.
Then, the little golden figure, which had never changed in size since it condensed its Nascent Soul, began to slowly grow. Moreover, its color gradually deepened. In just three days, it had transformed into a faint purplish-gold color. It was a color that was completely different from its previous appearance.
In addition, Chu Yang also felt that his own strength was gradually increasing. It seemed that there was a considerable increase every minute and every second! Chu Yang felt a little surprised at such a change and such a fast speed.
The higher one's strength was, the more difficult it was to increase one's cultivation. For example, Chu Yang's current strength was at the level of a senior Sage. If he wanted to increase his strength further, he would need countless years of accumulation. Ordinary warriors would often stop at a bottleneck and never be able to make any progress. Chu Yang's current situation was almost unimaginable.
The only explanation was that it was a breakthrough in the state of mind!
In fact, it was also so. That day when he had a chat with Old Master Chu Xiaoxin, Chu Yang's state of mind, which had been stagnant for a long time, had a significant increase.
He directly reached the sky in one step, as if he had become a Buddha, and reached a wonderful state!
As far as martial artists were concerned, the composition of their state of mind mostly included their own cultivation, skills, and their own state of mind. The so-called state of mind was a level that was produced by the changes in the state of mind. This state of mind couldn't be described with words, and could only be understood and understood.
And if martial artists wanted to break through the boundary of the state of mind, it all came from "epiphany". Once one had an epiphany, he or she would become a Saint immediately. But to achieve "epiphany", one could only come across it by chance. Only when the opportunity came, one could achieve "epiphany".
And now, Chu Yang could say that … this opportunity had come!
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