Chapter 771

"Here you are." The old ancestor stood in front of the portrait and seemed to sigh.

"Here I am." Chu Yang knew that there was no need to answer this sentence, but at this moment, he was pressed by the repressive atmosphere in the room, so he made a sound to break this rigidity.

Because when the ancestors spoke, even their voices were integrated with this atmosphere, regardless of each other. If chuyang doesn't make a sound, he will be silent here.

And Chu Yang bet that as long as he didn't make a sound, the old ancestor could be silent again.

"Hmm..." the old ancestor said, then fell into meditation again, and suddenly asked, "do you know who the person in the painting is?"

Who is the man in the picture?

Chu Yang wondered, isn't it the grandparents of the Chu family? Why guess? But... What's the purpose of this sentence?

After thinking for a while, Chu Yang thought carefully and said, "the person in the picture... Is the person in the heart."

"The person in the picture... Is the person in the heart..." the old ancestor seemed to unconsciously repeat a sentence. Suddenly, he turned back, took a deep look at Chu Yang and said sadly: "the person in the picture is the person in the heart... This sentence is very reasonable."

Chuyang said calmly: "yes, the people in the painting are the people in the heart and can't be forgotten. The people who linger in the heart, even though they have been a woman for thousands of years, even though they have become an old woman in those years, they never forget in their hearts. What they often meet in their dreams is still the original cardamom years, green girls, and all kinds of Customs..."

"Even if the years go by, even if the bones turn gray, the freshness of the memory condenses thousands of years into a picture in the heart. Never fade. "

Chu Yang sighed low, "I don't know who the person in the picture is, but I know this picture is the heart."

From the beginning of Chu Yang's speech, the old ancestor slowly turned around and looked at him quietly. The light in his eyes changed. Later, it seemed a little wet. In the eyes that had dried up for hundreds of years, there seemed to be tears again?

Hundreds of years of worry, hundreds of years of missing and sad, were provoked by chuyang's words.

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

A mist rose from the corners of his eyes.

Silence returned to the room.

For a long time, the old ancestor said softly, "it seems that you have experienced a lot outside these years."

Chu Yang's words stirred his mind; But his words would hook up the ups and downs of chuyang II. Chu Yang sighed deeply and said, "I'm lonely and lonely. I can't see my home. The days of rootless duckweed are endless. "

The old ancestor nodded gently: "have you experienced a lot of life and death?"

"Yes." Chu Yang confessed.

"Have you ever had a beauty who will never give up for generations?" The old 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 in a chair, looked at Chu Yang carefully, and finally said, "you are very good."

Chu Yang stood upright without saying a word.

"Your injury is from the spirit. But you are not damaged by the spirit, but full of the spirit, which harms the meridians. " The old ancestor looked at him and said softly, "this is not a wound, but a blessing. As long as you can digest it, all disadvantages will disappear immediately, and you will have strong divine power from now on! "

"It seems that you got some unknown inheritance adventure, not hurt." The ancestor lowered his eyelids and said, "yes or no?"

"Yes!" Chu Yang was surprised. He didn't expect that the old ancestor's eyes were so sharp that he saw his crux at a glance.

"I'm surprised to leave the pass to treat your injury. However, although you don't need treatment now, I'm not disappointed!" The old ancestor's eyes twinkled with satisfaction: "it's a great comfort to see that the Chu family has such a talent. It's a great harvest to interrupt the closure this time."

Chuyang smiled: "my ancestors praised me too much."

"You are not worthy of my deliberate praise." The old ancestor snorted and said, "it's 560 years since the descendants of the Chu family. After Chu canghuan, another outstanding man finally appeared!"

Chu canghuan?

Chu Yang remembered that he had seen the name on the memorial tablet when he was offering sacrifices to his ancestors. He is the ninth generation ancestor of the Chu family.

"I just hope you don't have the arrogant and strong temperament like Chu canghuan. It's the best thing to know how to be harmonious." The ancestor sighed.

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

"Sit down." The old ancestor smiled.

"Yes." Chu Yang looked around and wondered: where to sit? You can't sit in bed anyway.

Chuyang frowned and suddenly smiled freely. He sat cross legged on the ground and sat on the ground.

The old ancestor's eyes showed a smile.

He picked up the teapot from the table, opened the drawer and took out a wooden box. Chu Yang glanced at it and was surprised: the stars on the wooden box seemed to shine in the whole universe!

This is tianxingmu's!

It is said that a little powder can be ten million times more valuable than Amethyst!

Tianxingmu is the first treasure recognized by jiuchongtian mainland!

One inch in a thousand years, ten thousand years! That is to say, tianxingmu. A thousand years is only an inch long, and ten thousand years are not yet useful. If you want to use it, you must have hundreds of thousands of years of Starwood.

In addition to being immortal for ten thousand years, the biggest characteristic of tianxingmu can be said to be magical! Because the container made of Tianxing wood can be used as a space container. Can accommodate all things. Moreover, the older the tianxingmu, the more things it can hold.

Even the powder of heavenly Starwood can be made into containers of various shapes if it falls into the supreme hand and is refined by the supreme Qi swallowing rivers and mountains. Therefore, it is conceivable that tianxingmu is precious.

After so many years, the tianxingmu of jiuchongtian continent has long disappeared. I didn't expect to find such a big wooden box here, and it was just used as a tea box.

This box is half the size of a head. Its rarity is really rare in jiuchongtian!

It seemed that chuyang's surprise was noticed, and the old ancestor smiled calmly: "good knowledge. But don't think how rich I am. In fact, the most precious thing I have right now is this box. "

Chuyang laughed.

As soon as the wooden box was opened, a smell of tea rushed out of it.

The old man took a little pinch from the inside and put it in the teapot. Then he waved his hands. There was a whine outside. There was a gust of wind, but when he looked carefully, he didn't even move the grass leaves.

With one move, the old man flew in like a dragon from the door. Condense indoors, and then turn into a ball of clear water and pour it into the teapot silently.

Immediately, the old man's teapot rose a faint heat, slowly boiling, and the refreshing aroma of tea became more and more rich.

The old man's face was very quiet and did all this attentively.

But Chu Yang looked at his face from the opposite side of the rising water mist. At this moment, he felt a little unreal, as if he had some distant sadness.

He noticed that although there was no bench and only one teapot, there were five teacups.

"This is tea seven hundred years ago." The old man drooped his eyelids and watched the pot churn and bloom from a withered leaf to tender green tea. His eyes were spoiled and said, "I got this Tianxing wooden box in order to preserve these tea leaves. For this wooden box... I... Killed seventeen people in the Ling family, which also made the Chu family a corner and could not enter inch by inch. "

Chuyang smacked his tongue.

For a wooden box... Killed 17 people of Ling family, one of the nine dominant families, and they were still alive

It seems that the old ancestor was also a lawless man.

"Don't think I'm very powerful, but at that time, it was the nine dominating families that signed an agreement with the law enforcers. All the supreme and Saint level seven level experts rushed to the law enforcement hall. And at that time, I have the opportunity to take advantage of it. "

The old man smiled.

Chu Yang's mouth is curled and his heart is open. He dares to steal this thing from the Ling family. Moreover, the Ling family didn't retaliate against you. They have kept you alive until now, and they didn't take it back. That proves a lot... What's the use of your modesty?

"These tea leaves... Were left by your grandparents. The reason why I stole this box was to hold the tea. I wanted to die there if I didn't succeed, but I didn't expect to become... "The old man played down the process and was vague about the process.

Chu Yang sighed. Know the meaning of this sentence: love your wife, death, life has nothing to love. So I want to steal it and keep what my wife left forever. If not, follow... How affectionate it is!

The old man's eyes were filled with a recollective and conniving smile: "... At that time, her family had a tea garden... When I first met her, she was picking tea in the tea garden, wearing white clothes, gold rings and floating clothes..."

In the curl of tea, the old man's face was addicted: "at that time, I asked, tea or you? She said... "

Speaking of this, he suddenly woke up and smiled: "old, old people are really annoying."

"I listen very touched." Chuyang smiled: "then, do you regret the current situation of the Chu family in order to preserve these tea leaves?"

The old man shook his head, sighed and smiled, "what is there to regret?"

Chu Yang laughed.

The old man lifted the teapot and poured the water into the teacup. The tea is green and fragrant. He seemed to forget, seemed to be absent-minded, and filled all five tea cups.

Then he took a cup and hesitated for a long time before he picked a tea cup and handed it to Chu Yang.

"I once had three brothers. They often drank tea here. Every time, my wife sat next to me and made tea for us. The teacup you use now is my second brother's...... "

The old man looked at the teacup reluctantly: "there is a small gap on it. The second brother picked it with his fingernails... Now people are gone, but the teacup is still there. The teacup is there, just as the wife and they are still there... "

The old man looked nostalgically at the other three cups of steaming tea and said faintly, "when I see the tea cup, I always feel that they are still alive. They are still sitting here, smiling and talking, so every time I make tea, I always have to fill them up. Otherwise, I always say I am stingy."（ To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.