An old man is an old man.

In this world, in the circle of cultivators, the only person who can be addressed by these three words is the head of the sect.

The old man is not the old man Wang who sweeps the street in the early morning next door, nor is he the old plum head who bends over to cultivate in the field. The old man is the old man, his surname is Chu, and he has a son named Chu Qingfeng.

The old man naturally has his own name, but few people know it.

In fact, even if someone knew, only a few people dared to call him by his first name.

Because those three words are too arrogant, and at the same time, the owner of the name Bisheng does have the power of arrogance.

The old man's surname is Chu, and his real name is Chu Maniac.

I am a madman in Chu, Feng Ge laughs at Kong Qiu.

The old man had laughed, but Kong Qiu was not alone.

And when people call him by the word "old man", they do not have any disrespectful thoughts. This is not a casual call for the elderly, nor is it a simple call for passers-by.

Whenever a cultivator says these three words, there is a certain sense of awe in the ninth out of ten, and their waists will involuntarily bend a little bit.

This kind of awe is in the bones, in the soul, and it is also an instinctive reaction. Especially those who have really seen and come into contact with the old man are even more in awe of him.

As long as you see it once, this kind of awe will become a kind of imprint in the soul, and I am afraid that it will not be able to be erased in this life.

It's like the reverence for the old man after Liu Chuan was ignited. Although humans don't experience the same thing, the aura emanating from the old man's body. It was enough for them to understand the gap between themselves and the Chu madman.

What's more, cultivators, especially those who come from famous sects. I almost grew up listening to the stories of Chu madmen.

People call him an old man, in order to show respect, naturally it also contains a hint of intimacy. As long as they could say these three words from their mouths, they felt as if they had gold on their faces, and the person raised their eyebrows and exhaled.

Yes. Everyone knows the existence of the old man, and these three words are the real mountains for cultivators.

This. Yanagawa had a deep understanding from the day he first met the old man. And when he was led into Jiankang City, he came to Congzongyuan. After experiencing the long years of spiritual practice, this experience has not become dull with time, but has become more and more full.

The old man told him that you Yanagawa are different from ordinary people. You can mix it up more in the Yuetian Pavilion. Of course. Although the gold mine is there, how much gold can really be obtained depends on Yanagawa's own creation.

For this sentence, Yanagawa seems to understand it or not. He walked into Yuetian Pavilion ignorantly, looked at the books and silks on the floor, was shocked for a long time, and retreated.

He knew that those were the essence of the long history, tens of thousands of monks in the dark night. But alas, he couldn't read it.

He's just a little dryad. I didn't go to a private school and couldn't read......

So, Yanagawa, who was slightly red, began his own path of reading and literacy.

Starting from the study of Mengxun, to the Four Books and Five Classics, and then to the Hundred Schools of Thought, Liu Chuan has read a lot, understood a lot, and grown a lot.

Five years later, he came to Yuetian Pavilion again, but he had already heard many, many legends about Yuetian Pavilion and that unbreakable curse.

Yanagawa was a little puzzled and a little surprised.

He believed that the old man would not joke with himself casually, and that every word that such a high-minded person said must be reasonable and profound. Since the old man let himself come to read the Heavenly Pavilion and read the book, how could he just talk?

Yanagawa was puzzled, but he believed the old man's words even more. Therefore, even though many, many people came to advise him, admonish him, and tell him those stories about the curse of Yuetian Pavilion, Liu Chuan still walked into Yuetian Pavilion with suspicion.

He was very careful, and his footsteps when he walked into Yuetian Pavilion were like weak willows supporting the wind.

He casually found a book to read, and almost panickedly read the opening sentence at random - the reason why you want to see the way of the doer, and the reason for the one who knows Kun first.

Then, he put the book away and walked out of the gate of the Yuetian Pavilion in fright.

Yanagawa looked at the sunlight outside, winked at the sun, and then began to try to recall the two sentences he had just seen.

If you want to see the way of the doer, the reason for the first to pass through......

Yanagawa rubbed his head, looked at the birds in the sky again, and felt that something strange had happened. So, he tried to remember again.

If you want to see the way of the doer, the reason for the first to pass through......

It is still a vivid memory, and there is no sign of dissipation.

What's going on?

Yanagawa was a little excited, and at the same time a little flustered.

He knew the curse of Yuetian Pavilion, and he didn't expect this kind of barrier that no one could break down to become a void in his own place.

Yanagawa was not a competitive person, he was just a willow tree, with the common character of all willows, the same warmth as water, the same light and flavorful.

He is the kind of person who is good at going downstream in Lao Zhuang's philosophy, where will he like to be competitive, where will he like to be unique?

Therefore, Yanagawa really began to panic, so much so that his face turned a little pale.

He began to warn himself again and again that maybe all this was just an illusion, and the words he remembered were fundamentally wrong, just a rewriting of a certain fragment of his memory, and had nothing to do with the books he saw in the Reading Heaven Pavilion.

Yanagawa thought so, and firmly believed in it. So, in order to confirm this concept, he regained his breath, turned around and lifted his placket, and re-entered the Yuetian Pavilion.

He searched for his previous memories, rediscovered the book he had just flipped through, and opened it with trembling hands.

If you want to see the way of the doer, the reason for the first to pass through......

Yanagawa felt his heart beat violently, and then, as if there was an occasional thunderstorm, the thunder and lightning passed through his body and spread along the roots to the earth. That tingling sensation ran through Yanagawa's whole body from head to toe, and he looked at the words in front of him blankly, reading them over and over again.

His heartbeat gradually changed from violent to long, his breathing changed from rapid to peaceful, and the goosebumps that had arisen on his body gradually dissipated......

Liu Chuan read the equally clear text almost numbly, then closed the book and walked out of the Yuetian Pavilion unconsciously.

Pushing open the door, he saw a full glow.

The glow of the sun is the afterglow of the setting sun, indicating rain tomorrow.

Liu Chuan stared blankly at the sunset that was only half left, and suddenly remembered that when he first walked out of Yuetian Pavilion, it was obviously still noon.

His own daze lasted for half a day.

Yanagawa watched the sunset for a while, blew the breeze for a while, and then walked slowly home.

That night, Yanagawa thought he would lose sleep, but in fact he didn't, and he quickly fell asleep.

In the dream, he went back to that long, long time away and smelled the child's scent. He felt a joy welling up in his heart, which seemed to be fresh, as if it had been a long time, and in short, it made people feel very comfortable.

Liu Chuan was a little happy, like a sudden breeze that came like a night of spring breeze, which made people slightly drunk in the east wind.

This night was a good sleep that I hadn't experienced in a long time.

The next day, Liu Chuan came to the door of Yuetian Pavilion again, looked up at the layers of high-rise buildings, and his mood was calm and unwavering.

He suddenly realized that this Yuetian Pavilion was a place for himself, although it was deserted and made people sigh, but it was also quiet and yearning.

Of course, he is not human, but he can already experience what it feels like to be human.

So, Liu Chuan pushed open the door of Yuetian Pavilion and stepped in......

Since then, Yanagawa has become the Yanagawa of Yuetian Pavilion, and he repeats similar things every day, like reincarnation.

This cycle goes on for many years. He also saw all kinds of people and all kinds of things in the Yuetian Pavilion.

Therefore, from the moment he saw Xu Zhefeng, Liu Chuan did not show too much surprise and incomprehension. He just gave him a quiet look, then shook his head slightly and walked away.

It's been too long, and Liu Chuan can already guess why the curse of Yuetian Pavilion didn't have an effect on him.

And it is based on this knowledge that Liu Chuan regrets Xu Zhefeng's persistence and attitude.

Many things in the world are like this, and it is not hard work that will definitely have results.

Looking at the wind and glow outside the window, Liu Chuan woke up from his thoughts, slightly sorted out the books that were turned by himself on the third floor of Lanyue Building, closed the window tightly, and walked downstairs.

He thought about the small willow tree in his yard, and regretted his actions to strengthen the spiritual wall, thinking that if he pampered it too much, it didn't seem to be a good thing.

Thinking of these things, Liu Chuan was slightly stunned when he walked to the first floor.

Xu Zhefeng was still there.

His face was already visibly abrupt, glowing an unhealthy blue.

The books in his hand had been replaced one after another, and the books he had finished reading were piled up at his feet, falling into a high pile.

Yanagawa looked at him and frowned.

"There is a legend in this Heavenly Pavilion from a long time ago, haven't you heard of it?" Liu Chuan felt unbearable, over the years, he had seen too many similar teenagers, unwilling to be unable to take away the things in front of him, so he was carried out from the Yuetian Pavilion.

He felt that the young man in front of him was a very good person. Such perseverance and perseverance should never be consumed in such a place.

"Anyway, you take this door first."

Xu Zhefeng didn't pay attention to him as if he hadn't heard.

"One step!" Yanagawa frowned and half-crouched down.

Such a move finally attracted Xu Zhefeng's attention.

Liu Chuan stared at Xu Zhefeng's indifferently raised eyes, very serious: "One step is good." Either way, it won't delay you much. At the very least, give it a try. ”

Yanagawa looked at those dark eyes and said. (To be continued......)