Transcending the Nine Heavens

Speaking this sentence, Chu Tenghu, who had not spoken with his head down beside him, quietly raised his head, his eyes glanced at Chuyang, and then drooled his eyelids.

This look, jealous, cold as a knife!

Chuyang has now been repaired, but his current divinity is almost fully integrated with the soul of the first generation of Nine Sword Robbers. He is truly the number one in the world!

Of course, I perceived the way this gaze came, and I also perceived the ill in this gaze.

But now Chu Yang is putting him in his heart? As the wind turned slightly, the three Chu Tenghu brothers were placed behind their asses.

I don't see you in my eyes. Not to mention you, kid.

I spoke to Chu Feiling. In Chu Feiling's proud smile, Chu Yang followed Chu Xiongcheng into the inner hall. After leaving, he took a quiet path.

“Yang Yang, just healed the injury, the technique is very skilled.” Chu Xiongcheng shrugged his eyebrows and looked at Chuyang with a smile.

“Of course I wasn't skilled at first, but after a night of hands-on practice, I'm finally getting used to driving lightly.” Chuyang cautiously said. He cleverly spoke of healing others first as‘ hands-on '. If Chu Xiongcheng asks, he says: Not yet, not sure...

Block the road early.

Chu Xiongcheng had no idea that his grandson was playing with his eyes. He asked softly: "I don't care if you practice or not. Grandpa only asked you, do you have any part in what happened the night before? ”

“About the other night? What's the matter?” Chu Yang was surprised and suddenly realized: “Grandpa said... that all the big families had been attacked? ”

Chu Xiong stared closely at him like a falcon. "Without you? ”

Chuyang screamed unjustly: "Grandpa... if I did, could I keep it from you? This is a matter of family life and death! I really didn't do it. It's none of my business. ”

Heart, I didn't do it, it was made by Sword Spirit.

Chu Xiong snorted, “How did you know about this treatment? ”

“In the next three days, I was given a sacred medical dictionary by the Divine Doctor Dusse Love; in the middle three days, in the Far North wilderness, an inadvertent cave was broken into, and the stone walls of the cave were engraved with the breakdown and dissolution of all the negative practices of the past 90,000 years. ”

Chu Yang's eyes didn't blink for a second. In a heartfelt breath, the grieving face, sincere way. It's a depression that does good things against suspicion! Even the eyes are about to burst into tears.

Grandpa Chu couldn't stand it. Hey, what did the old man do to his grandson... looks like it wasn't him. "If it's not you, then you've been avoiding the wind for a while. Even if someone suspects, there's a husband in charge for you! ”

Chu Yang naively said: “Did I save them, they are not grateful at all? You want to fight me instead? ”

Grandpa Chu sighed: “What a pure and generous child. In this world, things are so simple. There is no such thing as being repaid by a gushing spring thanks to a drip of water, and the Grace of Life I is no longer there... today's world is strength. ”

Chu Yang angrily said: “This is so unfair! ”

Clapping his shoulder, Grandpa Chu spoke heavily: “When you grow up, you'll understand. ”

Young Master Chu mumbled in his mouth. “How could this happen... how could they do this...”

Grandpa Chu sighed for a long time and felt that he had really failed. The reality of speaking up polluted the innocent mind of his grandson...

This is a huge blow to the child's pure heart, I hope the child can recognize this evil world as soon as possible...

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The path gradually became desolate, the weeds flourished on both sides, wildflowers swayed, rows and rows of tall diamonds of all kinds of trees were standing upright, each one had several people hugging each other thick, branches and leaves flourished, it was actually dense and numb full of bird nests, the ground was full of fallen leaves, actually laid a thick layer, walked on top of it, sounded loud, did not know how many years had not been swept.

Walking along this desolate path gives you an oily sense of silence, away from the secular sensation of red dust.

In this wonderful feeling, both of them are reluctant to talk, walking silently all the way forward, only hearing the sound of their footsteps brushing...

Both have the feeling that this frequency seems to extend to the end of the heavens and the earth.

Sword Spirit sighed a little, "See, this is where the strong should live. Away from the flourishes, away from the hustle and bustle, alone, with the heavens and the earth, day after day, year after year, bitter enlightenment of the beauty of life, martial arts, until the flesh of one's own flesh, with this flower and grass tree, faded away, turned into earth, clear wind, returned to the earth..."

“The world knows how prestigious it is for the strong to cross the sky, turn their hands over to the clouds, turn their hands over to the rain, stare across, and be invincible. But who ever thought that behind this majesty, hidden is the loneliness of a thousand years, the inexorable loneliness...”

Chu Yang had a kind of sourness in his heart and asked softly: “Don't they have a wife? Without a lifelong red face? No carving... feelings? ”

“Yes...” Sword Spirit sighed deeply, "but like the fallen leaves on this earth, the only one who can accompany them is some memories that never fade in the heart... Otherwise, how can it be said that the heights are so cold...”

Chu Yang was silent.

“Until then, therefore, only a handful of strong men and women were able to reach their peak together, and such men, for tens of thousands of years, did not necessarily appear in pairs. ”

The Sword Spirit seemed to be awake to something, and it seemed to be sighing: “So... usually such a strong man walks heartless... because if he persists in love, in these long years, his loved one leaves, only the moon before the ancient oath of deep friendship... is also enough to drive people crazy, how can he survive the long centuries? ”

“So, Nine Heavens, heartless master of everything! ”

Sword Spirit is somewhat worried: “And you, however, are a kind way of fixing it, reversing 90,000 years of tradition... I hope you... don't know you...”

Speaking of which, the Sword Spirit couldn't survive, so he sighed a long time.

“I look at the world with my heart, and I feel free to suffer. Without the Nine Heavens and the Last Moon, I am afraid of the Red Dust Wheel!” Chu Yang was silent.

Sword Spirit silent, long sigh.

Indulgent, generous, let the world suffer, I want to be with my love, my brother. Even if I will eventually be as high as the Nine Heavens and the Last Moon, but as long as my lover dies... I will be with her round!

That's Chu Yang's answer.

“Who doesn't know it's priceless? But... Heaven is heartless. What will happen if you take such kindness...” Sword Spirit thought silently.

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The two came to an end.

It's a small yard, even a small one. The surrounding walls are covered with dead grass, one layer at a time, yellow and green, so that the dirt on the walls is not directly visible. A crack in a strip was propped up by the grass roots, and it looked like the wall was about to collapse.

The walls were even more lush, and they actually rose a few feet closer and swayed against the wind.

Two wooden doors, obviously sandalwood. Seeing these two wooden doors, Chuyang was only certain: this ancient ancestor, I'm afraid, is not only three or four hundred years old, he should be at least six or seven hundred years old...

Because of this hard sandalwood, some places are already unbearable to the wind cream, showing massive signs of decay.

Chuyang knows that this sandalwood, if carefully used, will not change for a thousand years in the house. This wooden door is weathered by the wind and rain outside, but it reaches such a point… it is also old enough to see.

The only thing that is strange is that this old ancestor has lived so long, why is there no one under him?

Chu Xiong finally said: “I'll send you here. Go inside yourself. Ancestors only want to see you. ”

"'Yes,' said Chu Yang. ”

Reaching out his hand, he knocked on the wooden door, silent inside, Chuyang's hands pushed hard, the wooden door squeaked open, revealing a yard full of rough grass.

Then Chu Yang walked in step by step.

Turning around, he squeaked again, hid the wooden door, separated Chu Hung from the outside, and also closed the thousand years of wind frost outside the door.

Chu Xiong stayed for a long time before turning away.

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Chu Yang turned around.

The dead grass in the yard is thick, the freshman grass is high and can reach the waist height on average. Chuyang carefully opened it, stepped on the dead grass as far as possible, and walked forward.

"Step on the green grass and don't step on my dead grass. ”

Chu Yang shouted and acted according to his words.

I suddenly felt a little sore in my heart.

Step on green grass, don't step on my dead grass... this sentence shows that this ancestor, is a lover. Or, in his heart, these dead... dead grasses without life, like the spring years he passed away, like his beloved brothers?

Chuyang suddenly understood the real reason why the old ancestors were not allowed to be cleaned.

Just because he can't put it down!

Green grass creaked beneath Chuyang's feet and fell. Then, after Chuyang had passed, he stood up pristinely. Though slightly inclined, it did not hinder his vitality.

In the yard, there are three thatched houses. The wooden door was open, on the stone steps in front of the door, the gap was full of moss, a large green stone on the left, moss was thick, a large cylinder on the right, it was full of rain, I didn't know how many years it had not been cleaned, the cylinder had turned inky green, a tiny red bug, rolled inside...

“Come on in.” The sound was faint, he said.

Chu Yang finally stepped in, into this place full of mystery for the young people of Jianghu, full of legendary holy class masters to live in.

It smells of grass and trees, and it's really clean. One bed, one table, one chair in the room.

Obviously, the old ancestors did not intend to entertain guests here. So there's no place to sit.

This is just his own heaven and earth.

On the side wall, an ancient painting, hanging quietly, a young girl with bright eyes, her eyes filled with love, silently watching everything in this thatched house.

Once the ancient ancestors attacked the green clothes, they stood quietly in front of the painting and silently looked at the people in the painting. He turned his back on Chuyang and the statue remained motionless. Back of the shadow is infinitely desolate and lonely.

Has he come to this painting for centuries?

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