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Part Seven Chapter Thirty-six Sky Star Wood

Piaotian Literature Part 7 Chapter 36 Tian Xing Mu

"You're here. Holy Church Latest Chapter.com" The ancestor stood in front of the portrait and said as if he was sighing.

"I'm here." Chu Yang knew that he didn't need to answer this sentence, but at this moment, he was feeling a little uncomfortable under the depressive atmosphere in the room, so he spoke out to break the stiffness.

Because when the ancestors spoke, even their voices blended into this atmosphere and were indistinguishable from each other. If Chu Yang didn't speak, he would be silent here.

Moreover, Chu Yang dared to bet that as long as he remained silent, this ancestor would become silent again.

"Hmm..." The ancestor grunted, then fell into deep thought again, and suddenly asked without thinking: "Do you know who the person in this painting is?"

Who is the person in the painting?

Chu Yang was confused in his heart. Could it be that she was the grandmother of the Chu family? Why would she need to guess? But... what was the purpose of the ancestor asking this question?

After thinking for a while, Chu Yang considered it carefully and said: "The person in the painting... is the person in my heart."

"The person in the painting... is the person in my heart..." The ancestor repeated it as if unconsciously, suddenly turned around, took a deep look at Chu Yang, and said sadly: "The person in the painting is the person in my heart... This sentence

That makes perfect sense."

Chu Yang said calmly: "Yes, the person in the painting is the person in my heart, and also the person who cannot be forgotten, the person who lingers in my heart. Even though it has been thousands of years, even though the beauty has become an old woman, I will never forget it in my heart, and I often see her in my dreams.

Yes, but it is still the same as the cardamom years, and the green girl is still as happy and angry as before, with all kinds of charms..."

"Even though the years have passed, even though the bones have turned to ashes, the vividness of the memory has condensed thousands of years into a painting in the heart. It will never fade."

Chu Yang sighed lowly: "I don't know who the person in the painting is, but I know that this painting is the heart."

From the moment Chu Yang began to speak, the ancestor slowly turned around and looked at him quietly. The light in his eyes changed. Later, it seemed a little moist. The eyes that had been dry for hundreds of years seemed to be filled again.

tear?

Hundreds of years of worry, hundreds of years of longing and sadness were all stirred up by Chu Yang's words.

He listened carefully and raised his head. He held back the tears that were about to flow.

A light mist rose from the corner of his eyes.

The room became silent again.

After a long time, the ancestor said softly: "It seems that you have experienced a lot outside these years."

Chu Yang's words aroused his thoughts; but his words brought back the ups and downs of Chu Yang's two lives. Chu Yang sighed deeply and said: "I am alone, my shadow is floating, and I feel at home in the world.

It’s hard to put an end to the days when you can’t see your home and have no roots.”

The ancestor nodded slightly: "Have you experienced many lives and deaths?"

"Yes." Chu Yang admitted frankly.

"Have you ever had a beauty who will never leave you for the rest of your life?" the ancestor asked again.

"yes."

The ancestor stopped talking and sighed softly for a long time: "No wonder."

Then he turned around, stopped standing in front of the portrait, sat down on the chair, faced Chu Yang, looked at him carefully, and finally said: "You are very good."

Chu Yang stood upright and said nothing.

"Your injury is caused by your soul. But your soul is not damaged, but your soul is overflowing, causing harm to your meridians." The ancestor looked at him and said softly: "This is not an injury, but a blessing. As long as you can After digestion, all disadvantages will disappear immediately, and you will have powerful soul power from now on!"

"It seems that you have received some unknown inheritance adventure, and you are not injured." The ancestor lowered his eyelids and said, "Yes or no?"

"Yes!" Chu Yang was surprised. He didn't expect that this ancestor's eyes were so sharp and he could see his crux at a glance.

"This time I was surprised to come out of seclusion to treat your injuries. However, although you don't need treatment now, I am not disappointed!" The ancestor's eyes flashed with satisfaction: "I can see that the Chu family actually produced such a person. Talent, this interruption of retreat can be regarded as quite rewarding and a great comfort."

Chu Yang smiled slightly: "My ancestors praise me so much. The latest chapter of the Holy Church.com"

"You are not worthy of my deliberate praise." The ancestor snorted and said: "Descendants of the Chu family, after 560 years, finally there is another outstanding person since Chu Canghuan!"

Chu Canghuan?

Chu Yang remembered that he had seen this name on the tablet when he was worshiping his ancestors. He was the ninth generation ancestor of the Chu family.

"I just hope that you won't be as arrogant and fierce as Chu Canghuan. It would be the best thing to be more harmonious." The ancestor sighed.

"Please give me some advice, ancestor." Chu Yang bowed.

"Sit down." The ancestor smiled slightly.

"Yes." Chu Yang looked around and couldn't help but wonder: Where should I sit? Sitting on the bed is not an option.

Chu Yang frowned, suddenly smiled freely, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The ancestor had a smile in his eyes.

He picked up the teapot from the table, opened the drawer, and took out a wooden box. Chu Yang took a glance at it and was surprised: this wooden box was dotted with stars, as if the entire universe was shining in it!

This turned out to be from Tianxing Wood!

Legend has it that a little powder can produce star wood that is tens of millions of times more valuable than amethyst!

The Heavenly Star Wood is recognized as the number one treasure in Jiuzhongtian Continent!

An inch grows in a thousand years, but it takes ten thousand years to grow! This is what is known as the Star Wood. It only grows one inch in a thousand years, but it will not become useful in ten thousand years. If you want to use it, you must have a Star Wood that is hundreds of thousands of years old or more.

In addition to being incorruptible for ten thousand years, the greatest characteristic of the Star Wood is that it is magical! Because a container made of the Star Wood can be used as a space container. It can accommodate all things. Moreover, the older the Star Wood is, the better it will be. The more things can be accommodated.

Even the powder of the Star Wood can be made into containers of various shapes if it falls into the hands of the Supreme and is refined using the Supreme Qi Swallowing River and Mountain method. Therefore, one can imagine how precious the Star Wood is.

After so many years, the Tianxing Wood in Jiuchongtian Continent has long been extinct. Unexpectedly, such a large wooden box was found here, and it was just used as a tea box.

This box is half the size of a head, and its preciousness is truly rare in the Nine Heavens!

Seemingly aware of Chu Yang's surprise, the ancestor smiled calmly: "Good knowledge. However, don't think that I am rich. In fact, my most precious thing at the moment is this box."

Chu Yang laughed.

As soon as the wooden box was opened, a tangy aroma of tea rushed out from inside.

The old man took out a small pinch from the inside and put it in the teapot. Then he waved his hands and a strong wind roared outside, but when he looked closely, he saw that not even the blades of grass were moving.

The old man moved his hand, and a strong spiritual energy from heaven and earth flew in from the door like a dragon. It condensed in the room, and then turned into a ball of clear water, which was poured into the teapot thinly and silently.

Immediately, a faint heat emerged from the teapot in the old man's hand, slowly boiling, and the refreshing fragrance of tea became stronger and stronger.

The old man's face was very calm, and he was doing all this attentively.

But when Chu Yang looked at his face from across the rising mist, he felt a little unreal at this moment, as if there was some distant sadness.

Only then did he notice that although there was no bench and only one teapot, there were five teacups.

"This is tea leaves from seven hundred years ago." The old man lowered his eyelids and watched the tea leaves tumbling and blooming in the pot, changing from a dry leaf to a tender green tea leaf. His eyes were filled with doting as he said, "In order to preserve these tea leaves, I

I just got this wooden box of stars. For this wooden box...I...killed seventeen members of the Ling family, and also made the Chu family live in a corner, unable to move forward."

Chu Yang secretly clicked his tongue.

For a wooden box... I killed seventeen members of the Ling family, one of the nine dominant families, and yet they are still alive and well...

It seems that this old ancestor was also a lawless person back then.

"Don't think I'm very powerful. It's just that at that time, the nine master families signed an agreement with the law enforcers, and all the masters above the seventh level of supreme and saint level rushed to the law enforcement hall. And at that time, I had the chance.

take advantage of."

The old man chuckled.

Chu Yang curled his lips and thought to himself, you dare to go to the Ling family to steal this thing, and the Ling family has not retaliated against you. It has allowed you to live until now, and it has not taken the thing back, which proves a lot... You are humble and capable.

What is it for?

"These tea leaves... were left by your great-grandmother back then. The reason why I stole this box was also to hold these tea leaves. I thought if it didn't work, I would die there, but I didn't expect it to happen..."

The old man downplayed the process and was vague about the process.

Chu Yang sighed. He knew the meaning of this sentence: his beloved wife died, and he had nothing to love in life. So he wanted to steal this thing and keep the things left by his beloved wife forever. If he failed, he would follow him... This

How affectionate!

The old man's eyes were filled with memories and an indulgent smile: "...At that time, her family had a tea garden...The first time I saw her, she was picking tea in the tea garden. She was wearing white clothes, gold rings, and fluttering skirts..."

The aroma of tea lingered in the air, and the old man's face showed a look of fascination: "At that time, I asked, does tea smell better, or does it smell better to you? She said..."

Having said this, he suddenly woke up and laughed: "Old man, old people are really annoying."

"I was very touched by that." Chu Yang chuckled: "So, in order to preserve these tea leaves, you have led to the current situation of the Chu family. Do you regret it?"

The old man shook his head and sighed: "My heart is at peace, what is there to regret?"

Chu Yang laughed loudly.

The old man picked up the teapot and poured the water from the pot into the teacups. The tea was green and fragrant. He seemed to have forgotten or was absent-minded, and actually filled all five teacups.

Then he took a cup himself. After hesitating for a long time, he picked a teacup and handed it to Chu Yang.

"I once had three brothers, and they often drank tea here. Every time, my wife would sit next to me and make tea for us to drink. The tea cup you are using now belongs to my second brother..."

The old man looked at the teacup with some reluctance: "There is a small gap on it, and the second brother dug it in with his nails... Now, the people are gone, but the teacup is still there. The teacup is still there, just like his beloved wife and them

Still here..."

The old man looked at the other three cups of steaming tea with nostalgia, and said calmly: "When I see the tea cups, I always feel that they are still alive, sitting here, smiling, and talking, so every time I make tea,

I have to give them enough, otherwise, they will always say that I am stingy."


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