Chapter 67: The Noble Man
Because what I'm going to say next is not a plain talk.
Rather, it comes from the bottom of its heart, and every word is filled with a sincere pulpit.
He looked at Jianming who stood up with an upward gaze, his eyes were wrapped in hope, as if he had traveled through one warrior after another.
"The warriors who came to Penglai have a variety of styles, and all kinds of people have ............"
"There are people who study diligently, there are people who work hard for their families, there are people who want to gain strength, there are people who want to prove something, there are people who refuse to admit defeat, and there are people who come from other countries to inspect. ”
Those starlights gradually disappeared, and Ye Chou's eyes only reflected Jianming's posture and posture.
"I'm looking forward to being able to ...... with them Understand each other and live together. ”
He even said...... Understanding each other and living together?
Obviously he locked nearly hundreds of thousands of people underground, constantly squeezed their lives, and used their value!?
What kind of face can you say such things without shame?
Jianming was full of luck, and concentrated his strength on his eyes, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he couldn't take a look at the bottom of this Wuzun Ye Chou!
Look at how filthy his spiritual power is!
At this time, I don't know if it's a beauty or a coincidence.
Out of nowhere, a dark cloud drifted in, blocking the moonlight outside the window. Leave the room in total darkness.
In that pitch-black environment, Jianming's eyes were wide and his mouth was wide open.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, look at it............
It shocked Jianming!!!
"What I want to create is a world where I can work together with them and move forward together!!"
Jianming has never seen ............
I have never seen such a huge amount of spiritual power.
There was a little starlight in his eyes, it was pure gold.
Emanating from Ye Chou's body, the huge flock of spiritual power birds hovered in mid-air, reflecting the entire dim room as if it were daylight!!
At that moment, Jianming, who was surrounded by light, immediately understood.
There is no doubt or wonder anymore. Spiritual powers don't lie.
Pure gold, huge gold, gold that encompasses all things, that is the color of Ye Chou's soul.
He understood.
The man in front of him, whom he had just recognized as his father-in-law, was not lying.
No, it's more than that......
He is also very gentle!!
I'm afraid this person ......
More than anyone I've ever seen...... It's even more gentle than green water!!
The tremendous aura of spiritual power emanating from that body had already revealed everything.
The color represents his noble soul.
The size represents the strength of his strength.
Jianming wiped his eyes and erased the overly shocking scene from his eyes.
For a moment, the two of them were in a somewhat dim space again.
In this dark room, Jianming was still thinking about what he had just seen with his own eyes.
Why...... why?
No matter how he thought about it, Jianming couldn't understand how could such a gentle person as Ye Chou do such a cruel thing!?
How can hundreds of thousands of people be imprisoned underground and raised like domestic animals!?
He raised his head and looked at Ye Chou, who still had a gentle face.
This man, in the end......????
"Why? Why would someone like you do such a thing and still be at ease?"
At this time, Jianming hadn't realized that it was the first time he called Ye Chou with 'you' from the bottom of his heart.
I didn't realize that I had seen the injustice of those people as 'abnormal'.
For just a moment, Ye Chou's eyes dimmed, but he soon returned to his usual kingly demeanor.
He explained to Jianming quite confidently: "Jianming, we have always been unequal to those ordinary people. ”
"Lions don't toss and turn into insomnia because of the sheep's opinions. ”
"Don't apologize to others for being excellent. Or feel sorry for someone. ”
Then, he held out a hand and motioned for Jianming to sit down and talk again.
After Jianming sat down, Ye Chou mysteriously threw a question to Jianming.
"Do you know why I chose you to be my son, because you are strong, because I am also strong. ”
His eyebrows were raised, and his long hair fluttered with it, looking quite interested.
He asked: "Jianming, my father wants to test you, the smallest unit of weight is femtograms, and the smallest unit of length is nanometers, so ......" "You say...... What is the smallest unit of strength?"
Strong............ The smallest unit?
Since ancient times, people and nature have abandoned the weak and worshiped the strong, which is a natural law and law, and it is also the instinct of human beings.
The powerful will be highly respected, even too powerful, and will be called 'God'.
Natural phenomena aside, aren't those elephants and dinosaurs all objects of respect and fear?
And the strong will lead the weak, and will show them strong meaning and strength.
It will be a role model for them.
Tribal leaders would capture large numbers of animals and feed them to the people of the community.
Strong state institutions protect the general population and safeguard their physical safety with welfare policies and laws.
Even from a small pattern.
The most powerful person in a family is the father. And the weakest are the children.
Fathers naturally become role models for their children and goals they want to go above and beyond.
Naturally, the father is the pillar of support for the whole family.
Strong is everywhere, strong is so great.
It can be said that the operation of this world is that the strong lead the weak to move forward.
So............ The smallest unit of such a great 'strong'............
In other words, the smallest 'strong'.
What is it exactly?
The answer to this question, it seems, is still too early for Jianming, who has not even figured out the meaning of martial arts to himself.
Ye Chou clenched his fist, it was a ruthless iron hand that could crush metal.
It then quickly releases, revealing the soft palm part.
It seems that under his tough exterior, there is a heart that is more gentle than anyone else.
Looks like he's going to ask himself questions.
'Strong' means strength.
And the minimum amount of power..................
"It's willful. ”
Not restraining oneself at all, that is willfulness.
The so-called willfulness is the power to push everything in the direction you want.
It is more clearly explained at the literal level.
It's about letting your own personality go.
Ye Chou began his explanation.
"There is common sense and morality in society that must be upheld. And we have enough power to break it. ”
"And self-care and recklessness, constantly causing trouble to the surroundings, according to their own heart. ”
"The ability to do what you want to do. Follow your heart to the end. ”
"It's the best proof of power!"
Other words..................
As long as you can carry out your own will, stick to your own path, be willful, and be able to bear the consequences on your own.
It is enough to be called a strong man!!!
"Jianming, you are a very willful person. And now, the father has to be willful. ”
Jianming was stunned by Ye Chou's words, and he was still trying to digest this knowledge......
"You...... What to do?"
Ye Chou looked up at the bright moon that was already hanging in the sky. Long hair fluttered with it.
The moonlight sprinkled on his face, lacking the previous melancholy atmosphere, and now Ye Chou looks extremely free and easy, and the charm of the strong man arises spontaneously.
"It's still early in the morning, and my father is going to exercise. ”
Exercise ............ At a time like this?
Jianming felt a little incredible, it is true that there are many people in Penglai who are very obsessed with martial arts, but at this time, they ......
"Do you want to exercise at this time, even if you're so strong?"
He thought about his rhetoric and felt that it was rude to ask such a question.
So Jianming added: "You have just compared us with those ordinary people with lions and sheep, so now I want to ask you............ Can lions exercise too?"
Seeing Ye Chou's relieved expression, there was still a charming smile on his face.
Jianming really wanted to know why the man in front of him was so obsessed with martial arts and why he was so strong.
"Exercise for you...... What is it?"
Ye Chou finally stopped holding back, and he replied flatly: "I have never considered this problem, and training can be described as a hobby for martial artists. ”
At this time, Jianming really understood.
Why has no one been able to defeat Ye Chou so far.
That's because those who practice hard are destined to be unable to defeat those who enjoy their practice.
But even so, Jianming still has a lot to say to his 'father-in-law' who has just been recognized.
Why do you do such a terrible thing? Why do you care so much about yourself?
Why can Ye Chou become so strong? Why? Why is there always a sad aura between his eyebrows?
I don't know, I don't know so many things.
This absolutely strong man who exudes noble spiritual power has a deep mystery that is absolutely no less dark than this country.
The darkness connected to the light of the great spiritual power was by no means something that could be discovered one by one on this bright moonlit night.
After the willful over-the-top speech just now, the situation in front of him made Jianming unable to ask a word anymore, and could only quietly watch Ye Chou's departing back.
"You're still a student at the academy, so study hard by my side or at school. Let's try to get stronger. To this end...... Rest early. ”
Before leaving, Ye Chou left a sentence. He said......
"Jianming, if you want to know more about this country...... Let's come to the Yanwu Hall in the East Building tomorrow...... Presumably, you will definitely have a meaningful time. ”
In this way, the inscription and two empty cups in the moonlight were left.
Wuzun, Ye Chou personally drew an end to this night.
........................
Go back to the home you bought with the bonus and open the door, in general.
Chen Shihu can be seen lying on the sofa watching animation.
You can hear the sound of cicadas playing with trains in the room.
But now I don't see the two people who were fighting in the past, and this deserted home no longer has the taste of home.