Part 7, Chapter 37

Chapter 37, Part Seven

The old man said quietly, looking at it with nostalgia, his eyes were gentle, at this moment, he actually felt a bit high-spirited--other friends were watching:. Miqun 2 Holy Church seems to be at this moment, those long-ago brothers are gathering here again, talking and laughing here, shouting 'big brother and sister-in-law', and gathering together happily.

The way he looked at Chu Yang seemed to be looking at another person.

Chu Yang knew that what he saw now was not himself at all, but his second brother.

Chu Yang listened quietly, and suddenly a sense of sadness rose in his heart.

If one day, Mo Qingwu leaves, Gu Duxing, Ji Mo and others also leave one after another, and when only you are left alone in the world, will you be like this old man?

The years are long, spent alone. Lonely, lonely, deserted, with only a long time, and the memories engraved in my heart?

If so, what is the situation?

"Your grandma, ten years before her death, personally picked and made three thousand catties of tea leaves for me in the tea garden! She knew that I was not used to drinking the tea picked or baked by others. So, she personally Made for me."

The old man chuckled, and said: "The last request in her life is... If I want to die, I have to drink this tea before I die. I am only allowed to drink one penny a day. If I can't finish it, I will die. She is underground Also ignore me."

The old man pointed to the teacup in Chu Yang's hand: "I have already drank a pot today, come here, I made another pot, which is already too much. So I won't drink it tomorrow, I drank too much, no, she will be angry."

Smiling, he pointed to the wall behind him: "She's watching."

Chu Yang's throat rolled, and he quietly looked at the tea in front of him. Suddenly, he felt that this tea was love, and he couldn't bear to drink it.

He didn't know what the old ancestor called him here for.

Right now, he only wants to be a qualified listener--a good-looking novel:.

For this love, brotherhood, which has never changed in life and death, and is always new after thousands of years, I will be a witness and be influenced by it.

Both of them were silent, and time just passed away quietly.

"Why don't you drink?" the old man asked after a long time.

"Tea... Ruqing, I can't bear to drink it." Chu Yang raised his head and said softly.

"Tea, you have to drink it if you love it!" The old man looked at him seriously: "If you don't drink it at this time, it's not intolerance, but cruelty! It's blasphemy!"

"Yes!" Chu Yang trembled all over, terrified to wake up!

"Tea is like life. 4∴865" the old man said quietly: "Drink it when it's time to drink it! Don't wait for the tea to cool down, then drink it again, it won't taste like that. At that time...you will only regret it."

He looked deeply into Chu Yang's eyes and asked, "Do you understand?"

Chu Yang contemplated for a long time, then there was a hint of understanding in his eyes, and he said: "I understand!" He suddenly realized that the old man used this cup of tea to teach him the principles of life, the understanding of the way of heaven, and the realm of martial arts!

However, to blend into this situation, you need to enter the story and empathize with it.

Then at the last moment, use this sudden and absolutely unexpected way to slam it on the head!

Let yourself become a Buddha immediately and have an epiphany!

Chu Yang couldn't help feeling a sense of respect and admiration in his heart. The old man didn't use any advanced cultivation, everything was like a small bridge and flowing water. Effortless!

This kind of situation and method is amazing.

Seeing that Chu Yang understood, the old man's eyes showed relief.

Chu Yang picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly--a nice novel:. The tea is still warm and tastes great. Chu Yang only felt a ray of clear stream flow from his throat with fragrance into his throat, and into his stomach. Wherever it passed, it turned out to be a patch of iron.

He praised insincerely: "Good tea! Grandma really deserves to be a master of tea!"

The old man suddenly became happy, even a little proud, and said: "Your grandma is the so-called tea sage!" In his voice, he was full of ambition, and others praised his wife's tea, which seemed to be the highest achievement in his life! So proud!

"It's worthy of the name!" Chu Yang said freely: "If the ancestor is willing, the boy would like to..."

"Don't mention it!" The old man said dissatisfiedly: "You think beautifully." (Although "7" made a dissatisfied look, the pride of satisfaction can no longer be concealed.

"What a pity!" Chu Yang sighed.

The old man chuckled and said: "I want you to come here today. First, you are young. Second, your cultivation is not bad. Third, you are a blessed person. Fourth, you are pleasing to the eye. Five, it will be done to you once!"

Chu Yang said, "Oh?"

"You are still young, and you are already at the first rank of the emperor's cultivation. If you regain the power of the soul that disturbed you, your cultivation can still improve by leaps and bounds!"

The old man squinted his eyes and said: "There may not be a single inheritance of this kind of spirit power for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if there is, it will be washed away by the huge spirit and become a fool... This kind of ancient spirit can be passed on. So far, how can you wait for nothing? But you have endured it!"

"Once digested, your soul will be the number one person in the universe! Isn't this a great blessing?" The old man said.

Chu Yang smiled wryly in his heart: If you knew how much I suffered because of this...you wouldn't think it was a blessing...

"You are young, you are not yet nineteen years old, the first rank of the Emperor's Throne—other friends are watching:. Of course, if you are only nineteen years old, it is not a big deal. Your brother Chu Tenghu is now the Emperor's Seat third grade, he is younger than you."

The old man said: "However, he was raised in a greenhouse without any wind and rain. Although he has a scheming heart, he only acts on others. He has a slightly innocuous personality, so he is not a hero! But you will become the throne in the next three days, with bare hands." , Alone, with no one to rely on! This shows your intelligence and calmness of mind! This point, the other juniors of the Chu family will not be able to match it in their entire lives!"

There was disdain in his tone.

Chu Yang smiled and remained silent.

At this stall, it seemed that nothing he said was appropriate.

But the old man didn't let him go, looked at him with narrowed eyes, and asked softly: "Chu Yan Wang, Chu Yuzuo, Chu Pavilion Master, I said, but?"

Chu Yang almost jumped up!

The old man pointed out his three identities in one sentence, Chu Yanwang is his soul name, Chu Yuzuo is his official position in the next three days, and Pavilion Master Chu is his Tianbing Pavilion Master in the next three days and the middle three days!

How did he know these things? Except for Chu Feiling and his wife who knew half of these things, and Chu Feiyan who knew half of them, the others, even Chu Xiongcheng, didn't know.

And it is absolutely impossible for Chu Feiling and Chu Feiyan to confront each other face to face!

The old man squinted his eyes and laughed: "I heard everything you said to Chu Feiyan. You must know that in this house, I can listen to whatever I want. There is no obstacle, but you just came back, it is my last Someone who is interested."

Chu Yang was dumbfounded.

The old man continued: "I also heard some of what you and your father said."

Chu Yang was surprised.

The old man chuckled: "In the northern wilderness in the middle of the three days, I have seen you--a good novel. I have also met Senior Ning once." The person who killed the Ling family, robbed the Ling family, and protected me is Ning Tianya, Senior Ning."

Chu Yang was stunned.

It turns out that when I was in the extreme northern wasteland, there were countless masters, many of whom I had never met. It turned out that my old ancestor was also there at that time.

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "Fortunately, you always call me Chu Yan Wang, Chu Yuzuo, and Chu Pavilion Master, instead of calling me Chu Sword Master. Otherwise, I would have been so surprised that I fainted..."

The old man looked at him quietly: "You don't have to worry about what I will reveal for you. You want to be low-key, you want to be forbearing, you want to accumulate wealth, that's your business. But since the old man knows about you, he knows , the future of the Chu family depends on you!"

Chu Yang said with embarrassment: "The old ancestor is serious."

"It's not serious!" The old man smiled coldly: "So, when you should kill people from the Chu family, don't be soft!"

Surprised, Chu Yang suddenly raised his head, but faced the old man's eyes that saw through the world.

"Remember!" The old man said solemnly: "The family is the backing, but... more often, the family is the hindrance! If you can't make the family system into a monolithic one, then don't rely on the family for everything! Don't tell the family any secrets ! That will be the beginning of your failure! You, understand?!"

These few words, although the old man was talking about his own family, but he said them coldly and with murderous intent!

"I understand! But..." Chu Yang struggled.

"There is nothing but!" The old man cut him off: "Some people are purely not successful enough, and more than failed! Why kill them?" He said coldly, "Maybe you are worried that after you kill them, your parents will kill them." Sad, grandparents will be sad...but I tell you, if you don't want them to be sad, then you have to pay for the future of the Chu family, your own life, and even the lives of the whole family!"

Chu Yang shivered: "I understand!"

"When you leave here, I will give you something. Then you give it to Chu Xiongcheng, and he will understand what I mean." The old man quietly closed his eyes.

Yang Dao suddenly remembered something and asked, "Dare to ask my ancestor, how many years have you been since grandma...?"

"Seven hundred and three years." The old man said quietly.

"May I ask what the cultivation level of our ancestor was seven hundred and three years ago?" Chu Yang asked.

"When the old man was young, he once had an adventure and ate a shaped golden ginseng." The old man smiled slightly: "Seven hundred and three years ago, it was already the pinnacle of the fourth rank of the holy rank!"

Chu Yang was shocked: "Then you..."

The old man smiled and said, "You want to ask me about my current grade? Hehe...I am now the fifth grade of the holy rank, the pinnacle."

Chu Yang was silent. What he wants to ask is not this, but: Why have you only broken through one grade in so many years? Now that I have said this, I no longer hide it, so I asked it out.

The old man's face was full of disappointment: "If I want to break through, I have already broken through to the supreme level! I can't go up to the third level of the supreme level, but the second level of the supreme level is stable. However, I suppressed my cultivation so much that I didn't make a breakthrough. Even breaking through this The first level is also my last resort in order to prolong my life so that I can complete the task of drinking three thousand catties of tea. If I break through again... I'm afraid... I won't have any tea in the future... But now, I suppressed four hundred The fifty-year bottleneck is about to be broken again...it is really distressing."

Chu Yang was shocked and sympathetic.

Finally came to his senses: "Could it be that your old man practiced the way of sentient beings?!"

The old man stared at him, and finally smiled: "Why do you think I called you here today?"