When these words were spoken, Chu Tenghu, who had lowered his head and had not spoken, quietly raised his head, glanced at Chu Yang, and then lowered his eyelids.
At this glance, jealousy is like madness, and cold is like a knife Although Chu Yang's cultivation has not recovered now, his current divine consciousness has almost completely fused with the divine soul of the first generation of Nine Tribulation Sword Masters, and he can really be called the first in the world Of course, I noticed the way this gaze came from, and I also noticed the unkindness in this gaze.
But how could Chu Yang put him in his heart now, and as soon as he turned around, he lined up the three Chu Tenghu brothers behind his ass.
You are not in my eyes, let alone you kid After talking to Chu Feiling, in Chu Feiling's proud smiling gaze, Chu Yang followed Chu Xiongcheng into the inner hall, and after leaving, he turned onto a quiet path.
"Yangyang, I treated my injuries just now, and my techniques are very skillful."
Chu Xiongcheng shrugged his eyebrows and looked at Chu Yang with a smile.
"Of course, I wasn't proficient at first, but after a night of practice, I'm finally able to master it now."
Chu Yang said cautiously.
He skillfully said that treating other people's injuries first was a practice, and if Chu Xiongcheng asked, he said: It was not big at that time, and he was not sure to block the road in advance.
Chu Xiongcheng didn't expect this grandson to be playing with his heart at all, and asked in a low voice: "I don't care if you practice your hands or not, grandpa only asks you, what happened the night before yesterday, is there any part of you?"
"What happened the night before yesterday" Chu Yang was surprised, and suddenly woke up: "Grandpa is talking about the major families being attacked" Chu Xiongcheng's eagle-like eyes stared at him tightly, and asked in a deep voice, "With you or without you?"
Chu Yang cried out in dismay: "Grandpa, if I do it, can I still hide it from you, this is a major matter related to the life and death of the family, I really didn't do it."
It's none of my business. ” Xindao, I really didn't do it, it was done by the sword spirit.
Chu Xiongcheng snorted and said, "Then how did you learn about this treatment?"
"In the next three days, the divine doctor Du Shiqing once gave me a medical pharmacopoeia; In the middle three days, in the Far North Wasteland, I inadvertently broke into a cave, and the stone wall of the cave was engraved with the way to break and resolve all the Yin Poison Exercises for 90,000 years from ancient times to the present. ” Chu Yang didn't blink his eyes, and said sincerely with a heart-wrenching tone, an aggrieved face.
It was a kind of depression that did good deeds but was suspected, and even, tears were about to flash in my eyes.
Old Man Chu suddenly couldn't bear it, hey, what did the old man force his grandson to be, it seems that it is really not him.
Relieved: "Since it's not you, then you will avoid the limelight during this time."
Even if someone doubts, there is an old man who makes the decision for you."
Chu Yang said innocently: "Could it be that if I saved them, they are not grateful at all but want to deal with me."
Old Man Chu sighed: "What a pure-hearted and honest child, in this world, things are so simple.
Receiving the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring, and the grace of saving lives will be repaid for such a thing, which no longer exists in the current world, which is strength. ” Chu Yang said angrily: "This is too unfair" Patting him on the shoulder, Old Man Chu said earnestly: "When you grow up, you will understand." ” Chu Da Shao muttered in his mouth, at a loss: "How can this be, how can they be like this?"
Old man Chu sighed, feeling that he was really a failure, the reality he said, polluted the pure and immaculate soul of his grandson, which is a huge blow to this child's pure heart, I hope this child can recognize this evil world path as soon as possible gradually desolate, the wild grass on both sides is luxuriant, the wild flowers are swaying, and the rows of tall and tall trees stand upright, each of which has a few people hugging each other, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and the top is densely packed with bird's nests, and the ground is full of fallen leaves, and it is actually covered with a thick layer, walking on it, there is a sound, and I don't know how many years it hasn't been cleaned.
Walking on this desolate path, people have a sense of detachment from the red world.
In this wonderful feeling, both of them were reluctant to speak, and walked forward in silence all the way, only to hear the sound of their own footsteps, and both of them had such a feeling: it seems that this frequency can extend all the way to the end of heaven and earth.
The sword spirit sighed a little stunned and said, "See, this is where the strong should live."
Stay away from the glitz, stay away from the hustle and bustle, be alone, accompany the heaven and the earth, day after day, year after year, painstakingly comprehend the wonderful meaning of life, martial arts and heaven, until your own flesh and blood, withered together with the flowers and trees, turned into the earth and breeze, and returned to the earth" "Everyone in the world knows that the strong man dominates the world, turning his hands into clouds, covering his hands into rain, looking at the vertical and horizontal, unmatched, what a majestic and domineering man.
But who would have thought that behind this mighty and domineering spirit, what is hidden is a thousand years of loneliness, an inextricable loneliness" Chu Yang had a sour and abrupt feeling in his heart, and asked lightly: "Don't they have a wife, a lifelong face, and no unforgettable feelings?"
"Yes" The sword spirit sighed deeply, and said: "But like the fallen leaves on the ground, the only thing that can accompany them is some never-fading memories in the bottom of their hearts.
Chu Yang was silent.
"Therefore, before this, only a very few of all the strong people can reach the peak together as husband and wife, and such people may not be able to appear in tens of thousands of years."
The sword spirit seemed to be alert to something, and seemed to sigh: "So generally such a strong person is ruthless, because if you are obsessed with love, in these long years, your lover is gone, but the deep friendship of the past is enough to drive people crazy, how can you survive the long hundreds of years in the future" "So, in the Nine Heavens Continent, the Ruthless Dao is in charge of everything" The sword spirit was a little worried: "And you, but you are a sentient cultivator, reversing the ninety-thousand-year-old tradition, I hope you don't know you."
Speaking of which, the sword spirit couldn't continue, so he had to sigh.
"I see the world with my eyes and my heart, and I love and I want to be bitter and sweet; If you don't do the Nine Heavens and the Moon, why don't you be afraid of the reincarnation of the red dust," Chu Yang said silently.
The sword spirit was silent and sighed.
Indulge in indulgence, value love and righteousness, and no matter how difficult the world is, I want to be with my lover and my brother.
Even if I will eventually be as unattainable as the Nine Heavens and the Moon, as long as my lover dies, I will be reincarnated with her This is Chu Yang's answer.
"Who doesn't know that love is priceless, but heaven is ruthless.
You are so affectionate, what will happen in the future?"
thought to the sword spirit silently.
The two came to an end.
It was a small courtyard, very simple.
The surrounding walls are overgrown with dead grass, layer by layer, yellow and green, so crowded that you can't see the dirt on the wall.
Cracks were broken by the grassroots, and it looked like the wall was about to collapse.
The top of the wall is even more luxuriant, and it is even more than a few feet up, swaying in the wind.
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The two wooden doors are obviously rosewood, and when he saw these two wooden doors, Chu Yang was sure: This old ancestor is probably not only three or four hundred years old as he guessed, but should be at least six or seven hundred years old, because this hard rosewood has been unable to withstand the wind and frost in some places, and there are large traces of decay.
And Chu Yang knew that this kind of red sandalwood, if it was carefully used and placed in the room, would not change for a thousand years.
Although this wooden door has been tempered by wind and rain outside, it is a sign that it has been able to reach such a point.
There is only one thing that is very strange: why is there no one under him when this old ancestor can live for so long Chu Xiongcheng finally spoke: "I'll send you here, you can go in by yourself."
The old ancestor only wants to see you alone. ” Chu Yang said: "Yes." ” Stretched out his hand and knocked on the wooden door, it was silent inside, Chu Yang used his hand hard, and the wooden door creaked open, revealing a yard overgrown with wild grass.
Then Chu Yang walked in one step. turned around, squeaked again, closed the wooden door, isolated Chu Xiongcheng outside, and closed all the thousands of years of wind and frost and loneliness outside the door.
Chu Xiongcheng was stunned for a long time before turning around and leaving.
Chu Yang turned around.
The dead grass in the yard is thick, and the newly born weeds are very tall, reaching waist-high on average.
Chu Yang carefully pushed away, stepped on the dry grass as much as possible, and walked forward.
A murmuring voice inside said softly: "Step on the grass, don't step on my dead grass." ” Chu Yang was stunned and did as he said.
I suddenly felt a little sour in my heart.
Step on the grass, don't step on my withered grass, you can see that this old ancestor is a lover.
Or, in his heart, these lifeless dead grass that has passed away are like his departed green years, lover and brother Chu Yang suddenly understood the real reason why the old ancestor didn't let people clean up.
It's because he can't let it go The grass creaked and fell under Chu Yang's feet, and then after Chu Yang passed, it stood up again, although it was a little tilted, but it did not hinder the vitality.
In the courtyard, there are three thatched houses.
The wooden door is open, on the stone steps in front of the door, the cracks are covered with moss, a large bluestone on the left, dense with moss, and a large vat on the right, which is filled with rainwater, I don't know how many years have not been cleaned, the jar has turned dark green, and small red insects are rolling in it, "Come in."
The voice said lightly.
Chu Yang finally stepped in and walked into this place where the saint-level masters, who were full of mysteries and legends for the young men in the rivers and lakes, lived.
It was filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and it was very clean.
One bed, one table, one chair in the room.
Obviously, the old ancestor did not intend to entertain guests here.
So there is no place to sit.
It's just his world.
On the side wall, an ancient painting is hanging quietly, on which a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth silently watches everything in this thatched house.
The old ancestor was dressed in green clothes and was standing quietly in front of this painting, silently looking at the person in the painting.
He had his back to Chu Yang, and the statue was generally motionless.
The back reveals infinite desolation and loneliness.
Could it be that he has been facing this portrait for hundreds of years?
To be continued: