Piaotian Literature Part 7, Chapter 37: The Way of Love
The old man said softly, looking at it with nostalgia and gentle eyes. At this moment, he actually felt a bit high-spirited. It seems that at this moment, those long-lost brothers are gathering here again, here.
Talking and laughing, shouting "brother and sister-in-law" one after another, gathering together happily.
The way he looked at Chu Yang was like looking at another person.
Chu Yang knew that what he was seeing now was not him at all, but his second brother.
Chu Yang listened quietly, and suddenly a sense of sadness arose in his heart.
If one day, Mo Qingwu leaves, Gu Duxing, Ji Mo and others also leave one after another, and she is the only one left alone in the world, will she be like this old man?
The years are long, spent alone. Lonely, deserted, with only the long time and the memories engraved in the heart to accompany you?
If so, why is it so embarrassing?
"Ten years before your death, your grandma personally spent time in the tea garden and picked and made three thousand kilograms of tea for me! She knew that I couldn't drink tea picked or roasted by others. So, she
Made for me with your own hands.”
The old man chuckled and said: "Her last request in life is... If I want to die, I have to drink all this tea before I die. I can only drink one penny a day. If I die without drinking it all, she is underground."
And never pay attention to me."
The old man pointed to the tea cup in Chu Yang's hand: "I have already drank a pot today. Come and I brew another pot. It is already too much. So I won't drink it tomorrow. I drank too much. No, she
Will be angry."
With a smile, he pointed to the wall behind him: "She is watching."
Chu Yang's throat rolled, and he looked at the tea in front of him quietly. He suddenly felt that this tea was love, and he couldn't bear to drink it.
He didn't know what the old ancestor's purpose was in calling him here.
Now, he just wants to be a qualified listener.
Be a witness and be inspired by this love and brotherhood that remain unchanged throughout life and death and are ever new after thousands of years.
Both of them were silent, and time passed by quietly. (《》网.com)
"Why don't you drink?" the old man asked after a long time.
"Tea... is like love, I can't bear to drink it." Chu Yang raised his head and said softly.
"Tea is for love, so you should drink it!" The old man looked at him seriously: "Not drinking at this time is not intolerance, but cruelty! It is blasphemy!"
"Yes!" Chu Yang trembled and realized with horror!
"Tea is like life." The old man said quietly: "Drink it when it's time to drink it! Don't wait for the tea to get cold. If you drink it again, it won't have the same taste. Then... you will only regret it."
He looked deeply into Chu Yang's eyes and asked, "Do you understand?"
Chu Yang meditated for a long time, and a hint of enlightenment appeared in his eyes, saying: "I understand!" He suddenly realized that the old man used this cup of tea to teach him the principles of life, the understanding of heaven, and the realm of martial arts!
However, in order to integrate into this realm, you need to enter the story and feel the same. And then at the last moment, in this sudden and absolutely unexpected way, you can get a wake-up call!
Let yourself have an epiphany like becoming a Buddha on the spot!
Chu Yang couldn't help but feel respect and admiration in his heart. The old man didn't use any advanced cultivation skills. Everything was just like a small bridge and flowing water, and everything fell into place. He inadvertently led himself to enlightenment. Effortlessly!
This state of mind and technique are amazing.
Seeing that Chu Yang understood, the old man's eyes showed relief.
Chu Yang picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip. The tea was still warm and tasted great in the mouth. Chu Yang only felt a stream of clear water carrying fragrance flow from his throat into his throat and into his stomach. Wherever it passed, it turned out to be...
A piece of ironing post.
He couldn't help but praise: "Great tea! Grandma is indeed a master of tea!"
The old man suddenly became happy and even felt a little proud, saying: "Your grandma is known as the Saint of Tea!" There was a lot of smugness in his voice. Someone else's praise of his wife's tea seemed to be his highest achievement in life! He was extremely proud!
"It's worthy of the name!" Chu Yang said sincerely: "If the ancestors are willing to give up, I would like to..."
"Don't mention it!" the old man said dissatisfiedly: "What you think is too good. (《》网7*" Although he looked dissatisfied, his pride of satisfaction could no longer be concealed.
"What a pity!" Chu Yang paused and sighed.
The old man chuckled and said: "I want you to come here today. Firstly, you are young. Secondly, your cultivation is quite acceptable. Thirdly, you are a blessed person. Fourthly, I like you. Thirdly,
Five, it will be fulfilled for you once!"
Chu Yang said: "Oh?"
"You are young, and you are already at the first level of the throne. If the power of the soul that troubles you is recovered by you, your cultivation will still improve by leaps and bounds!"
The old man squinted his eyes and said: "There may not be one inheritance of this kind of divine soul power in hundreds of thousands of years. Even if there is one, the huge divine soul will scatter the wisdom and become a fool... This kind of ancient divine soul can be passed down.
So far, how can it be that you have taken it easy? 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 bitterly in his heart: If you knew how much I suffered for this... you wouldn't think this is a blessing...
"You are young, under nineteen years old, and you are the first rank of the throne. Of course, if you are only nineteen years old and the first rank of the throne, it is nothing. Your brother Chu Tenghu is now the third rank of the throne. He is better than you.
Still young.”
The old man said: "However, he was raised in a greenhouse without seeing the wind and rain. Although he has scheming intentions, he only treats his own people. He has a slightly poisonous personality and is not a hero! And you, in the next three days, achieved the throne with your bare hands.
, alone, with no one to rely on! This shows your intelligence and calmness of mind! This is something that several other juniors in the Chu family cannot catch up with in a lifetime of flattery!"
There was disdain in his tone.
Chu Yang smiled and remained silent.
It seems that nothing I say is appropriate at this stall.
But the old man did not let him go, looked at him with squinted eyes, and asked softly: "King of Hell Chu, Throne Chu, Pavilion Master Chu, what did I say?"
Chu Yang almost jumped!
The old man named his three identities in one sentence. Chu Hell King was his nickname, Chu Yuzuo was his official position for the next three days, and Pavilion Master Chu was his Tianbing Pavilion master for the next three days and the middle three days!
How did he know these things? Apart from Chu Feiling and his wife, who knew half of them, and Chu Feiyan, who knew the other half, no one else, not even Chu Xiongcheng, knew about these things.
But 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 and Chu Feiyan said. It should be noted that in this house, I can listen to whatever I want. There is no obstacle. However, you just came back, but you are the most important thing for me.
Someone who is interested."
Chu Yang was stunned.
The old man continued: "I also heard some of what you and your father said."
Chu Yang was stunned.
The old man chuckled: "I have met you before in the Northern Wasteland of Zhongtian. I also met Senior Ning once." He smiled: "You should have understood by now that I killed people from the Ling family and robbed them.
I have stolen the Ling family's things, and the person who protects me is Ning Tianya, senior Ning."
Chu Yang suddenly realized.
It turns out that when I was in the extreme northern wilderness, there were countless masters, many of whom I had never met. It turned out that my ancestor was also there at that time.
He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "Fortunately, you always call me Chu King of Hell, Chu Throne, and Chu Pavilion Master, instead of calling me Chu Sword Master. Otherwise, I would have been so shocked that I fainted..."
The old man looked at him quietly: "You don't have to worry about me leaking anything for you. If you want to keep a low profile, if you want to be patient, if you want to accumulate a lot, that's your business. But since I know about you, I know
, the future of the Chu family lies with you!"
Chu Yang said with shame: "My ancestors have spoken harshly."
"Don't be serious!" The old man smiled coldly: "So, when you need to kill the people of the Chu family, you must kill them, don't be soft!"
Chu Yang was startled and looked up suddenly, only to meet the old man's eyes that could see through the world.
"Remember!" the old man said solemnly: "The family is the backing, but... more often than not, the family is the constraint! If you can't make the family a monolith, then don't rely on the family for everything! Don't tell the family any secrets.
!That will be the beginning of your failure! Do you understand?!"
In these words, although the old man was talking about his own family, he was talking about coldness, coldness, and murderous intent!
"I understand! But..." Chu Yang had some struggle on his face.
"There is no excuse!" the old man interrupted him: "Some people simply fail in their achievements and fail in their achievements! Why kill them?" He said coldly: "Maybe you are worried that after you kill them, what will happen to your father and mother?
Sad, grandparents will be sad...but let me 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 life of the whole family!"
Chu Yang was stunned: "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 closed his eyes slightly.
"Yes." Chu Yang said, suddenly remembering something, and asked: "I dare to ask my ancestors, how many years has it been since your grandma...?"
"Seven hundred and three years." The old man said softly.
"May I ask what kind of cultivation our ancestors were doing seven hundred and three years ago?" Chu Yang asked.
"When I was young, I once had an adventure and ate a piece of molded golden ginseng." The old man smiled: "Seven hundred and three years ago, I was already at the peak of the fourth level of the holy level!"
Chu Yang was shocked: "Then you..."
The old man smiled and said: "You want to ask me about my current level? Haha... I am now at the fifth level of Saint Level, the pinnacle."
Chu Yang was silent. What he wanted to ask was not this, but: Why have you only broken through the first level in so many years? Now that he had said this, he no longer concealed it and asked.
The old man's face was full of despair: "If I wanted to break through, I would have already broken through to the Supreme! I can't go up to the third level of the Supreme, but I can reach the second level of the Supreme. However, I suppressed my cultivation to prevent a breakthrough. Even if I break through this
Level 1 is a last resort that I do in order to prolong my life and complete the task of drinking three thousand kilograms of tea. If I break through again... I'm afraid... I won't have any tea to drink in the future... But now, I have suppressed four hundred
The bottleneck that has lasted for fifty years is about to be broken through again...it’s really distressing.”
Chu Yang was shocked and pitiful.
Finally he came to his senses: "Is it true that what you, old man, are practicing is the way of sentient beings?!"
The old man looked at him intently and finally smiled: "Why do you think I called you here today?"