The old man said softly as he looked at the book with a gentle gaze. At this moment, there was actually a feeling of being in high spirits. The other book friends were reading as well. It was as if at this moment, those long-lost brothers had gathered here again. They were chatting and laughing, calling each other 'elder brother' and 'sister-in-law'. They were having a joyous gathering.
The way he looked at Chu Yang was as if he was looking at another person.
Chu Yang knew that the old man was not looking at him at all, but his second brother.
Chu Yang listened quietly. Suddenly, a sour feeling rose in his heart.
If one day, Mo Qing Wu left, Gu Du Xing, Ji Mo and the rest also left one after another, and he was the only one left in the world, would he be like this old man?
The years were long, and he had to spend alone. Lonely, lonely, and cold. Only the long time and the memories that were engraved in his heart would accompany him?
If that was the case, how could he endure it?
"Ten years before your ancestor passed away, she had personally brewed 3,000 catties of tea for me in the tea garden! She knew that I was not used to drinking tea that was brewed and picked by others. So, she personally brewed it for me. "
The old man chuckled and said, "Her last request was … if I am going to die, I must finish drinking this tea before I die. I am only allowed to drink one cup of tea a day. If I die before I finish, she will not care about me in the underworld."
The old man pointed at the teacup in Chu Yang's hand. "I have already drunk a pot of tea today. Since you came, I brewed another pot. So, tomorrow, I will not drink anymore. If I drink too much, she will be angry. "
With a smile, he pointed at the wall behind him. "She is watching."
Chu Yang's throat moved a little. He looked at the tea in front of him quietly. He suddenly felt that this tea was love. He could not bear to drink it.
He didn't know why the Old Ancestor had called him here.
Right now, he only wanted to be a qualified listener — to read a good novel.
He wanted to be a witness and be influenced by this love and brotherhood that would never change in life and death, that would always be new even after thousands of years.
The two of them were silent. Time passed just like that. (《《》)
"Why are you not drinking?" The old man asked after a long time.
"Tea … is like love. I can't bear to drink it," Chu Yang raised his head and said softly.
"Tea, like love, must be drunk!" The old man looked at him solemnly. "If you don't drink it now, it's not because you can't bear it, but because you're cruel! This is blasphemy! "
"Yes!" Chu Yang's whole body trembled as he came to a realization.
"Tea is like life. The old man calmly said, "When it's time to drink, we must drink! Don't wait for the tea to turn cold. If you drink it again, it won't have the same taste. At that time … there will only be regret. "
He looked deeply into Chu Yang's eyes and asked, "Do you understand?"
Chu Yang pondered for a long time, and a trace of enlightenment appeared in his eyes. "I understand!" He suddenly realized that the old man was using this cup of tea to impart to him the truth of life, the comprehension of the Heavenly Dao, and the realm of martial arts!
However, in order to assimilate into this realm, one had to enter the story and experience it personally. Then, at the last moment, he used this sudden and unexpected method to shout at the top of his head!
To let him have an epiphany, as if he had become a Buddha!
Chu Yang couldn't help but feel respect and admiration. The old man didn't use a high level of cultivation. Everything was like a small bridge and flowing water. When the conditions were right, success would come naturally. He inadvertently led Chu Yang into an epiphany. It was effortless!
This kind of realm and technique was miraculous.
Seeing that Chu Yang understood, the old man's eyes were filled with gratification.
Chu Yang picked up the teacup and slowly drank a mouthful of tea. The tea was still warm, and it tasted great. Chu Yang only felt a clear stream of fragrance flowing from his throat into his throat and into his stomach. Everywhere it passed, there was a smoothness.
He couldn't help but praise sincerely, "Good tea! Ancestor is indeed worthy of being called the Tea Sage! "
The old man instantly became happy and even a little proud. He said, "Your ancestor is called the Tea Sage!" His voice was filled with self-satisfaction. It was as if a person praising his wife's tea was already the highest achievement in his life! He was extremely proud!
"It's worthy of its name!" Chu Yang said sincerely, "If Ancestor is willing, I would like to …"
"Don't even mention it!" The old man said discontentedly, "You wish!" Although he was discontented, he couldn't hide his pride anymore.
"What a pity!" Chu Yang sighed.
The old man laughed and said, "I asked you to come today because, firstly, you're young. Secondly, your cultivation is still passable. Thirdly, you're a blessed person. Fourthly, I like you. Fifthly, I'll fulfill your wish this time! "
Chu Yang said, "Oh?"
"You're young, but you're already a first stage Martial Emperor. If you subdue the power of the divine spirit that's troubling you, your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds! "
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "There might not even be one in hundreds of thousands of years. Even if there is, their intelligence will be destroyed by the huge divine spirit and they'll become stupid … How can such an ancient divine spirit be passed down until now be ordinary? But you've withstood it! "
"Once it's digested, your divine spirit will be number one in the universe! If this isn't great fortune, then what is? "The old man said.
Chu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart: If you know how much I've suffered for this … You won't think that this is fortune …
"You're young, not even ten years old, and a first stage Martial Emperor … The other readers are reading. Of course, it's nothing if you're only a first stage Martial Emperor at ten years old. Your brother Chu Tenghu is already a third stage Martial Emperor, and he's even younger than you. "
The old man said, "However, he's been raised in a greenhouse and hasn't seen much wind and rain. Although he's scheming, he only uses it on his own people. He's not a hero! But you've become a Martial Emperor in the Lower Three Heavens, bare-handed, single-handedly, and without anyone to rely on! This shows that you're smart, intelligent, and calm! In this aspect, the other juniors of the Chu Clan will never be able to catch up to him! "
His tone was full of disdain.
Chu Yang smiled and remained silent.
It seemed that whatever he said wouldn't be appropriate.
But the old man didn't let him go. He narrowed his eyes and looked at him, asking softly, "King of Hell Chu, Minister Chu, Pavilion Master Chu, what I said, is it?"
Chu Yang almost jumped up!
The old man pointed out his three identities in one sentence. King of Hell Chu was his nickname, Minister Chu was his official position in the Lower Three Heavens, and Pavilion Master Chu was his Heavenly Armament Pavilion Master in the Lower Three Heavens!
How did he know these things? Besides Chu Feiling and Chu Feiyan who knew half of these things, the others, including Chu Xiongcheng, didn't know.
And Chu Feiling and Chu Feiyan would never confront each other face to face!
The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I've heard what you said to Chu Feiyan. You should know that in this house, I can hear whatever I want to hear. There's no hindrance. And you've just returned, but you're the person I'm most interested in. "
Chu Yang was surprised.
The old man continued, "I've also heard some of what you said to your father."
Chu Yang was stunned.
The old man laughed, "I've seen you in the Northern Wastelands of the Lower Three Heavens before … And I've also met Elder Ning once. " He smiled, "You should also understand now. When I killed the Ling clan's people and stole their things, the person who protected me was Ning Tianya, Elder Ning."
Chu Yang suddenly understood.
So that's how it is. When I was in the Northern Wastelands, there were countless experts, and I didn't meet many of them. It turns out that this elder was also there at that time.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking, "Fortunately, you only called me King of Hell Chu, Minister Chu, and Pavilion Master Chu, and didn't call me Sword Master Chu. Otherwise, I'd really be shocked to the point of fainting … "
The old man looked at him quietly, "You don't have to worry that I'll reveal anything for you. If you want to keep a low profile, if you want to endure silently, if you want to accumulate strength, that's your business. But since I know about you, I know that the future of the Chu clan is on you! "
Chu Yang blushed with shame, "Elder, you're exaggerating."
"I'm not exaggerating!" The old man smiled coldly, "So, when it's time for you to kill the Chu clan's people, don't be soft-hearted!"
Chu Yang was shocked, and he suddenly raised his head, only to meet the old man's penetrating eyes.
"Remember!" The old man said solemnly, "The clan is your backing, but … more often than not, the clan is a hindrance! If you can't forge the clan into a solid block of iron, then don't rely on the clan for anything! Don't tell the clan any secrets! That will be the beginning of your failure! Do you understand?! "
Although the old man was talking about the Chu clan, his words were cold and murderous!
"I understand! But … "Chu Yang's face showed that he was struggling.
"No buts!" The old man cut him off, "Some people can't accomplish anything, but they're good at spoiling things! What's wrong with killing them? " He said coldly, "Maybe you're worried that after you kill them, your parents will be sad, and your grandfather will be sad … But let me tell you, if you don't want them to be sad, then you'll have to sacrifice the future of the Chu clan, your own life, and even the lives of your entire family!"
Chu Yang shivered, "I understand!"
"When you leave here, I'll give you something. Then, you can give it to Chu Xiongcheng, and he'll understand what I mean. "The old man closed his eyes slightly.
Yang Dao suddenly remembered something and asked. "May I ask Old Ancestor … how many years has it been since your Ancestral Mother?"
"703 years," the old man said softly.
"May I ask what Elder Ancestor's cultivation level was 703 years ago?" Chu Yang asked.
"When I was young, I had a fortuitous encounter and ate a golden ginseng." The old man smiled, "703 years ago, I was already at the peak of fourth stage Martial Saint!"
Chu Yang was shocked, "Then you …"
The old man smiled and said, "You want to ask about my current cultivation level? Haha … I'm now at the peak of fifth stage Martial Saint. "
Chu Yang was silent. What he wanted to ask was: Why did you only break through one stage after so many years? Now that he had said this, he didn't hide anymore and asked directly.
The old man's face was full of disappointment, "If I wanted to break through, I would have broken through to Supreme Martial Artist! I can't go up to third stage Supreme Martial Artist, but second stage Supreme Martial Artist is stable. But I tried my best to suppress my cultivation and not break through. Even this breakthrough was to extend my lifespan, so that I could finish the task of drinking 1,500 kilograms of tea. I had no other choice. If I break through again … I'm afraid … I won't have any tea to drink in the future … But now, I'm actually going to break through the bottleneck that I've suppressed for 450 years … It's really distressing. "
Chu Yang was shocked and sorrowful.
He finally came to his senses, "Could it be that you're cultivating the Path of Sentiment?!"
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