Chu Yang stood up in shock. At this moment, he actually lost his composure. His eyes were wide open as he stared at this elder. His heart was in turmoil!
The sword spirit in Chu Yang's consciousness couldn't help but shudder! He opened his eyes and looked at this elder of the Chu Clan through Chu Yang's body. His eyes were full of surprise.
Even he didn't expect this elder of the Chu Clan to actually cultivate the heaven-defying Path of Emotions!
The current Chu Yang still didn't really understand what the real Path of Emotions was and how difficult it was to cultivate it. But the sword spirit had experienced the ups and downs of the human world for ten thousand years. He knew very well that the Path of Emotions … was harder than ascending to heaven to cultivate it!
But this elder of the Chu Clan cultivated the Path of Emotions and actually broke through all the way to the peak of fifth-grade Martial Saint. Moreover, he was still desperately suppressing his cultivation. Otherwise, he would have already reached second-grade Supreme Martial Artist!
He had been here for 703 years. From what he said, his wife's cultivation didn't seem to be high. That meant that he was at most a thousand years old. Then … how did he cultivate to such a level in such a short period of time?
The Path of Emotions … was filled with inner demons at every step!
"The Path of Emotions …" The elder raised his head. His expression was full of disappointment. Chu Yang could clearly see the wind and clouds changing on his face at this moment. It was as if thousands of years had turned into white clouds and light mist, quietly flowing past his face.
At this moment, his thin face was full of longing, no regrets and deep feelings. The only thing that wasn't there was sadness and despair …
Chu Yang looked at him in a daze. At this moment, there was a sudden illusion in front of his eyes. It wasn't clouds or fog. What he saw was the passage of time. Life, old age, sickness, death, the vicissitudes of life …
Vaguely, Chu Yang seemed to see him meeting his wife in the tea garden. At that time, he was young and handsome. His beauty was alluring, gentle and affectionate. He was surrounded by green grass and green tea garden. The breeze blew gently and the white clouds were intoxicating …
Just by looking at each other, their hearts fell. It was love at first sight. From then on, their feelings were deeply rooted and they never left each other. From then on, they depended on each other in life and death, helping each other in times of need …
It was as if he could see him reuniting with his brothers. From then on, he would ride his horse and roam the pugilistic world, repaying his debts of gratitude and vengeance as he rebuked the world …
When they were happy, even if they had to travel to the ends of the earth, they would travel day and night to get drunk together, just to share their joy with their brothers. When they were in danger, they would be the king's shield, pushing left and right to persuade, but none of them would leave, sharing life and death together. When they were in pain, the brothers shed tears together …
If he was happy, he would laugh. He would laugh at the changes in the world. If he was angry, he would go berserk. He would battle the world and dye the Jianghu red with blood. He would kill until the heavens and earth were turned upside down. He would stir up tsunamis and landslides!
Because with you and him by my side, I am fearless! …
It was as if he had seen the death of his beloved wife. He was in so much pain that he wished he was dead. His brothers had come to accompany him, grieving together …
It was as if he could see his brothers growing old one by one by his side, closing their eyes one by one by his side. They went from vigorous and lively to silent, and in the end, they turned into a pile of dirt. His heart was torn apart again and again …
Faintly, it was as if a few tombs full of green grass had appeared in front of him. The sun was setting in the west, and it was silent between heaven and earth. In front of the tombs, an old man in green stood for a long time, looking sentimental and melancholic …
Chu Yang's eyes were moist. At this moment, he suddenly felt the same way. The sorrow and melancholy in his heart could not be suppressed.
Pa … pa … pa …
In the silence, the sound of teardrops falling to the ground could be heard softly. It was so clear and so shocking.
Chu Yang suddenly woke up. Only then did he realize that his face was already covered in tears. His tears were dripping to the ground, making soft sounds.
He looked across and saw that the old man was still sitting quietly. His eyes were filled with infinite wisdom and depth, looking at him.
Chu Yang wanted to speak, but he only felt a lump in his throat. He could not say a single word. He wanted to stop his tears, but no matter what he said, he could not stop them. The sorrow in his heart became more and more intense. For a moment, sorrow came from his heart and could not be cut off …
After a long, long time, Chu Yang finally calmed down a little. He rubbed his eyes embarrassedly. He did not understand why he would cry in such an embarrassing manner here …
Ever since Mo Qing Wu died in front of him in his previous life, Chu Yang was in extreme pain and cried bitterly. At his last moment, when he thought of Mo Qing Wu, other than crying, Chu Yang did not know how many things he had experienced since his rebirth, but he had never cried like this.
But at this moment, Chu Yang felt that he was crying like a baby.
"You're awake?" The old man's voice came. He was clearly in front of him, but his voice seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. It came from the clouds and mist. It was so ethereal that it seemed to be full of illusions …
"Yes." Chu Yang lowered his head. "I'm a little ashamed. I actually felt the same way just now and cried in embarrassment …"
"Cried in embarrassment?" The old man smiled. "I used a thousand years of cultivation to create an illusion of the vicissitudes of life. I condensed a thousand years into this moment, turned the past into the present, and brought you into my world. I let you see the joys and sorrows of my life, the joys and sorrows of my life, the loneliness and heroism of my life, the love and infatuation of my life …"
He said slowly, "You're actually crying because you're embarrassed?"
Chu Yang raised his head in shock and looked at the old man in disbelief. "Elder?!"
For a moment, it was like an illusion and also real. Could it be that what I saw just now was actually real?
Was it actually an illusion created by the ancestor with his all-powerful divine power? So that he could put himself in it? So that the real past could be seen again?
The old man nodded gently, but clearly confirmed Chu Yang's guess.
"You've cried. Do you feel better?" The old man looked at him quietly.
Ever since Mo Qing Wu's death in his previous life, Chu Yang had always felt suffocated in his chest. He could not vent it out. Even in this life, it was still the same. His heart was heavy and there was no way to relieve it. In addition, in this life, he had too many secrets that he could not tell others. After suppressing them in his heart for a long time, it became heavier and heavier …
But at this moment, after hearing this sentence, he suddenly realized that the heavy and suffocating feeling in his chest had unknowingly dissipated by more than half …
Chu Yang could not help but wonder. What was going on?
"Tears are good things! Crying is even better. "The old man looked at him with some affection." Child, you have too many things on your mind. You've suppressed yourself. This time, you've shed tears to your heart's content. You've vented a lot of your pressure. "
Chu Yang lowered his head and pondered. Could crying reduce the pressure?
"Why do people cry? It's to relieve their emotions. When you don't cry when you cry, you'll suppress it in your heart. You think that things have passed, but they haven't. The more you accumulate, the stronger the backlash in the end. "
The old man said, "When I was young, I always thought that men shed tears but not blood. Shedding tears is the behavior of a coward. So, even if you stab yourself with a knife and let the pain replace your tears, you're not willing to let your tears flow and maintain the image of a tough man … Actually, this is the stupidest thing. "
"Because although these will not erupt at the time, when you're old, human nature will make you nostalgic. And at that time, as you grow older, you'll become more and more nostalgic. The things that you've been suppressing in your heart will come one after another. It will become the most painful torture for you … In terms of martial arts, it's … the demon of the heart! "
The old man said, "And this demon of the heart can't be controlled! So, the cultivation of a martial artist stops here. So, the lifespan of an ordinary person stops here. "
Chu Yang seemed to understand something. He murmured, "I see."
"So, in a person's life, he needs to indulge himself. When he's proud, he needs to laugh wildly. When he's heartbroken, he shouldn't be stingy with his tears. When he should cry, he should cry. When he should laugh, he should laugh. That's living a truly free and easy life. "
The old man looked at him with a smile. "Chu Yang, actually … the image of a so-called 'tough man' that you deliberately maintain is not worth much. It's too worthless! A real tough man is one who swallows rivers and mountains and dominates the world. He's sincere and genuine. That's the tough man of the martial world! "
"Yes!" Chu Yang was sincerely convinced. He said, "I'll remember it."
Chu Yang pondered. Regarding his past and future, he carefully sorted out the many things that he had done in the past. Now that he thought about it, his pretentiousness and pretentiousness back then were really somewhat childish and laughable. It was a common problem of young people …
When Chu Yang raised his head, his eyes were already clear and bright.
The old man smiled with gratification.
The old man didn't know that his illusionary past this time, the evolution of the world and his teachings, had changed Chu Yang's attitude towards life completely!
Chu Yang sat where he was respectfully, waiting for him to speak. This was the first time that his arrogant heart of two lifetimes was so impressed by someone.
The old man smiled slightly and said, "Chu Yang, you may not know my name. My name is Chu Xiaoxin." He laughed. "Xiaoxin, a homonym for 'be careful'. My brothers used to joke with me and would always shout to each other, 'Be careful! Be careful, it's coming! '"
He recalled and laughed.
Chu Yang laughed too. At this moment, he suddenly thought of Gu Duxing. When Ji Mo and Luo Kedi were joking and fighting, they would always tease each other, "Take care of your little brother … Old Gu …"
And at that time, Gu Duxing would always fly into a rage, not knowing whether to laugh or cry …
"When I was 20 years old, I left home for the first time and wandered the martial world. It was at that thousand acres of tea garden that I saw her." He laughed and his eyes actually seemed to still have the amazement of the past. He said contentedly, "That's your great-grandmother."
Chu Yang smiled knowingly. He could imagine his happiness and contentment at that time.
At the same time, he also sensitively noticed that the elder ancestor finally started to talk about his cultivation of the path of emotions after giving him a heads-up, transforming his life and clearing his inner demons.
All the mysteries must be in the story that he was telling!
So, Chu Yang relaxed all his mind and focused all his attention on integrating himself into the story. At this moment, the old man's sharp eyes shot out. Chu Yang was startled. He felt that although this gaze was sharp like a sword, it was also full of warm power and a kind of wonderful consciousness, as well as a kind of mysterious attraction …
Under the help and attraction of this gaze, Chu Yang actually felt that he seemed to have transformed into Chu Xiaoxin and entered that place of time and space a thousand years ago …
But the wonderful thing was that his mind still remained clear …
The path of emotions …
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