Although Wan Pojun's meridians were completely destroyed, he was still more than enough to commit suicide by wielding a knife.
He used all his strength to use his sword, and was extremely fierce, because he just thought about using this sword to quickly end his life.
The reason why I wanted to be more straightforward was that he didn't want so many people to look at him twitching in place and then die tragically after a long time.
At this moment, he was already ready to die.
And many soldiers of Wanlong Palace also understood that all this had become a fixed number and no one could turn the world back.
But just as the short blade pierced the mourning clothes in Wan Pojun's hand, pierced the skin of Wan Pojun's chest, and almost pierced into his heart, Ye Chen gently kicked the toes, and a stream of spiritual energy surged from the toes.
Enter that short blade.
Immediately afterwards, just as Wan Pojun Yiran actually stabbed the short blade into his heart, the short blade suddenly turned into powder on his chest, and instantly cracked and dissipated in the air!
At this moment, everyone was stunned, and Wan Pojun himself couldn't believe it!
He found that the short blade in his hand disappeared, and looked down and there was only some fine dusty powder left on the palms of his hands!
His entire brain didn't react. One was that he didn't know why this good short blade was kicked into powder by Ye Chen's void, and the other was that he didn't understand why Ye Chen suddenly saved himself at this time.
He subconsciously raised his head, looked at Ye Chen with a calm face, and asked subconsciously: "Ye...Mr. Ye...You are..."
Ye Chen said lightly: "When Lu Haotian came to the door yesterday, my grandfather told him a past event."
As he said that, Ye Chen looked at Wan Pojun and said, "Do you know, what did my father say when he heard that your father committed suicide by jumping off a building?"
Wan Pojun shook his head slightly with a confused look on his face and whispered: "I don't know... Please tell me in detail by Mr. Ye!"
Ye Chen turned around and looked towards the direction of his parents' tomb in the distance, and whispered: "My father said that he would not kill Boren, but Boren died because of him. Even if he beat your father's victory, he heard that your father was
After his death, he still felt guilty about this. The so-called compassion for the world should be someone like him."
Wan Pojun said in great shame: "Your father... he is indeed affectionate and righteous... Although I was young back then, I had heard many rumors about him, and many people mentioned him.
They all admire them very much..."
"Yes!" Ye Chen nodded and said lightly: "Wan Pojun, you are considered very filial, but in my eyes, you are only half a filial son. Do you know why?"
Wan Pojun shook his head and said, "I would like to hear the details..."
Ye Chen said seriously: "If the word filial piety is just understood as avenging your parents, or raising them for their old age, it will inevitably be a bit one-sided, because you have ignored more important inheritance!"
As he said that, Ye Chen said again: "The 5,000-year brilliant history of China is necessary. If it is necessary to condense it, it is actually nothing more than the word inheritance!"
"Inheritance, when separated, it means inheritance and transmission. After all, everyone should connect the past and the future, rather than letting everything go to you without one."
"People say that we should inherit the unique knowledge of the past sages, and that we should pass on the philosophy and wisdom of our ancestors;"
"Ordinary people may not reach the level of inheriting their unique knowledge as past saints. At least they must learn to have a teacher and pass on the knowledge you have learned from your teachers, your parents and elders to your descendants;"
"Even if you can't even have a teacher, you must at least continue to pass on the bloodline you passed on to you by your parents, rather than breaking your own family."
Speaking of this, Ye Chen saw Wan Pojun crying again, so he paused slightly and continued: "Think about it, what flows on you is not just your parents' blood, but your parents' two families
, The bloodlines that have been passed down through thousands of years! These bloodlines have survived countless wars and disasters and have continued to this day, but now they are bound to you. You think you will meet your parents like this and accompany you
Will your parents forgive you if you know you?”
When Wan Pojun heard this, he was already crying and was so ashamed that he didn't even dare to look up.
Ye Chen saw his changes and continued, "You have no children. If you die, what can you do if you have these brothers?"
"When they are alive, because you have kindness to them, they may come to visit you and your parents for graves. When they die, their children will not even see you, so they will not travel thousands of miles to your family.
Tomb sweeping and worshipping.”
"In this way, in a few years, your tombs will become no different from mass graves."
"If you encounter land acquisition and development again, natural disasters and man-made disasters, no one will restrain your family's ashes."
"What's the difference between that and squeezing bones and ashes?"
When Wan Pojun heard this, he lowered his head deeply, his whole body trembled violently, and tears kept rolling on the ground.
He also wants to survive.
However, he was afraid that Ye Chen would not let him live, nor would his brothers live, and in order to keep his parents' dignity and peace, he had no choice but to die.
However, a thought suddenly surged in his mind: "Ye Chen suddenly turned the short blade in my hand into powder. Could it be that he intended to spare my life?!"
But soon, Wan Pojun sighed in his heart: "I'm afraid I'm thinking too much. I'm so disrespectful to Ye Chen's parents, how could he spare my life? If I were him, I would have killed myself long ago.
It's..."
Ye Chen continued: "Wan Pojun, you must know that when a person dies, he must try to be remembered after death to prove that he has existed in this world."
"Those sages and heroes, thousands of years after their death, are still remembered. This is the highest level of meaning of life;"
"Even if ordinary people cannot become sages and heroes, they can at least leave their names on their family genealogy so that their descendants can remember them in the backstage. Just like my Ye family, the genealogy has been passed down for hundreds of years, and every ancestor has his name on the genealogy.
,This is a proof of their existence, and as long as my Ye family is prosperous, their names will never be forgotten!"
Speaking of this, Ye Chen looked at Wan Pojun and said lightly: "But if you die today, your parents' names will be buried in the soil with you!"
"Maybe as the master of Wanlong Palace, someone can remember you in the decades after your death, but who will remember your parents? They were thrown into the long river of history and will never be left to others again
Remember, how sad?”
Wan Pojun was extremely ashamed at this moment!
Originally, he was ready to die generously, but now he suddenly felt that if he died like this, he would have no face to see his parents and the ancestors of the Wan family after his death!
Ye Chen's words were simply killing people for him!
It makes him suffer ten thousand times more painful than death!
Originally, he thought that death was a kind of liberation and a kind of self-salvation.
But now he realized that death not only could not be liberated or redeemed, but he was ashamed of his parents and ancestors!
Because his death will completely disappear into the long river of history!
It will also completely disappear from thousands of years of hardships!
Let the entire family leave no evidence or meaning of existence!
Thinking of this, his heart was simply worse than death.
So he raised his head, looked at Ye Chen with extremely red and swollen eyes, and begged respectfully: "Mr. Ye! I am willing to give everything! I just hope that you can be generous and give me a lot of gifts to the next opportunity to fulfill your filial piety.
!The following is a sworn of my parents and ancestors of the Wan family that I will do my best to do my best to the front and back of Mr. Ye in this life, never stop until death!!!”
Ye Chen knew that if he wanted to kill Wan Pojun, he would kill him simply, but if he didn't kill him and wanted to take him for himself, he had to break him and then establish him!
After all, this person is the owner of Wanlong Palace. He has been overseas for twenty years and can build such a foundation. He is definitely a person among the people.
If he only relies on pressure and coercion to conquer him, then his arrogance and dissatisfaction in his bones will definitely remain. After several years of sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, he will definitely be released and stand on his opposite side again.
Therefore, the best way is to break all this person’s confidence!
Don’t you think you are very powerful? Then my strength can force you to break your meridians without fighting!
Don’t you think it doesn’t matter if you fail, but you can relieve your worries by death? Then I want to let you know that death is the most painful, regretful, failed, and cowardly choice in the world!
When you block you from the road, all your pride and confidence will disappear.
As the saying goes, one hundred refinings make steel! Repeated quenching, repeated tapping, repeated destruction and reconstruction can only be made into a sharp blade!
So, Ye Chen waved at Wan Pojun freely and said calmly: "Forget it! I just took over the affairs of the Ye family, and I really lack some staff in the future. Since you have this heart, I can spare you.
You have an opportunity to fulfill your filial piety, but you and everyone in Wanlong Palace must be loyal to me! You must not disobey any of my orders in this life!"
After saying that, Ye Chen looked at Wan Pojun and the soldiers of Wanlong Palace behind him and asked sternly: "Are you willing?"