Ye Xian looked at Du Zixiu, who had just ascended to the realm, and felt a little sympathy for the young scholar in front of him for no reason, maybe he found his shadow in him.

Du Zixiu chose to be a caged bird for the sake of the Lotus Breath Villa created by his father Du Gongfu behind him, and the world that his father personally fell.

Why not Ye Xian?

In order for himself to be able to live, he went on little by little according to the life arranged for him by his master.

Ye Xian just felt a little tightness in his chest and sighed.

"Actually, Mr. Xiao Ye doesn't have to sympathize with me. ”

Du Zixiu said to himself, his eyes did not squint, as if he was not talking to Ye Xian.

"My father said that Wufu is taking the road of conforming to the will of God, in order to go on better, go long-term, in fact, I don't know if it's right, and I don't believe in any past and present lives, the way of destiny, but I know that some of the burdens are placed there, you can choose to pick or not pick, but God sometimes gives us choices, but it seems to be a choice, but in fact there is no choice, but this is not our fate, just because we still have family and friends and many people we care about very much, for them we have to choose, Mr. Xiao Ye thinks such a helpless choice is still pitiful？”

Ye Xian nodded.

"It's still pathetic. ”

Then he paused.

"But it's worth it. ”

This time, Du Zixiu, who usually rarely laughs but treats people respectfully, laughed out of the ordinary.

Both of them tacitly understood.

Twenty years ago, Duke Du chose to do business with Ye Ting, the owner of the black knife, for the sake of his son, because he felt that it was worth it, because he knew that his son would benefit from it.

Twenty years later, the young scholar who was pinned on by Du Gongfu, Du Zixiu, who had two great lucks, chose to pick up this burden for the sake of his old father who had worked hard for most of his life.

Everyone wants to live the way they like, but very few can do it.

What most people live is not only for themselves, but also for the people around them.

"Mr. Xiao Ye, my father said that after you came down from us this time, the progress of martial arts will advance by leaps and bounds. ”

Ye Xian shook his head.

"It's difficult, not to mention that the problems in my body are just suppressed, not to mention that the skills I suddenly gained are not my own after all, maybe something will go wrong when I turn into a Jiao. ”

Du Zixiu still said very respectfully.

"Jiren has his own nature. ”

Ye Xian couldn't help but feel a little interesting.

A person's appearance is really deceptive, or it really affects the mood of the people around them.

The same sentence is said by different people, and the feeling is different.

It was like such an ordinary kind word, which came out of the mouth of Du Zixiu, who was full of sincerity and respect, and it seemed so sincere, that Ye Xian believed it a little.

However, Ye Xian didn't want to continue talking about this topic, after all, his internal strength came from Du Zixiu's father, and Ye Xian still felt guilty about this, even if he didn't say it.

"This lotus pond is really auspicious. ”

Ye Xian pointed to the lotus pond and said.

Du Zixiu rarely showed a little helpless expression.

"What kind of auspicious thing is there, this lotus pond is now a deadly thing, especially for our martial artists, the more dangerous this thing is to the more powerful the martial artists!"

Man cannot resist the way of heaven.

So where did most of the rest of the Chixiao Thunder Tribulation that fell that night go, except for the trace that was pulled down by Du Zixiu to be used to refine the body?

People can't resist the way of heaven, but that doesn't mean things can't.

The 13,68 Purple Golden Lotus of Fortune absorbed most of the Chixiao Thunder for Du Zixiu that night, and introduced the rolling thunder into the pond, so the lotus bloomed ahead of the season and bloomed ten thousand lotuses overnight.

As for the power of Chixiao Thunder, it is not that Du Zixiu is exaggerating, the Chixiao Thunder in this pond, even Gao Zhenhui, who is known as immortal and immortal, cannot withstand it, once he enters the pond, with his physique, he will be blown up by the rolling Chixiao Thunder and his flesh and blood will be blurred.

This is the rule of the Heavenly Dao, Chixiao Thunder will become tougher when facing the more powerful the person.

Ye Xian smiled and said:

"No wonder my master always said that the way of heaven is domineering. ”

This is the first time Du Zixiu has heard from Ye Xian's mouth about the legend of the rivers and lakes that he has admired since he was a child-the mysterious owner of the black knife.

However, Du Zixiu was not disappointed, but was a little surprised, daring to comment on the way of heaven like this, which in itself is a manifestation of domineering and strength.

You must know that even the top 30 great masters in the world dare not do this, for fear that they will be remembered by the Heavenly Dao because of their words and deeds.

Du Zixiu thought about it, and suddenly wanted to ask more questions.

"Mr. Xiao Ye, do you know why only martial artists in the world can prove the Great Dao of Immortality and are expected to fly to immortals, while the literati, those craftsmen and traffickers and pawns in the alleys, they do not need to be the so-called first martial artist in the world to achieve success in a certain industry and industry, but they have no way to ascend to immortals?

Ye Xian leaned against the pillar of the pavilion, Ye Xian, who had been sitting here all morning, did not feel a little tired because of nervous tension before, but now he was not so upset, so he planned to change to a more comfortable position.

"My master also said this, he said that this matter is actually very interesting, in his opinion, whether it is a literati or a scholar, a doctor, a prince or a nobleman, or even a peddler and pawn who walks the streets and alleys, as long as he is a good enough person, in fact, he is expected to soar, why does the Heavenly Dao seem to only like us who practice martial arts? In fact, the reason is also very simple, who makes us martial arts people good at fighting or killing?"

Ye Xian deliberately stopped.

"Just like people want to eat, the way of heaven also has to eat, the food that the way of heaven eats is our flesh, the way of death is eliminated, as long as someone is reincarnated after death, it is a food of the way of heaven, so the way of heaven is particularly fond of our martial arts, because as long as it is a martial artist, he will fight hard for the so-called first name in the world, to improve himself in life and death again and again, to comprehend a higher realm, so the more blood on the hands of the martial arts, the happier the way of heaven, in fact, it can't wait for the wars and chaos of the world's countries, and the people in the rivers and lakes of the world want to do more chivalrous and forbidden things, so that the more chaotic the world, the more chaotic the worldThe more dead people there are, the happier they become. ”

Ye Xian pointed to the top of his head, the blue sky above his head.

"Of course, it's also because I haven't cultivated Jiao now, and I don't dare to say this because I don't have luck, otherwise with my words, I'm afraid my path to immortality will be unsmooth for the rest of my life. ”

Ye Xian smiled and said.

Du Zixiu frowned.

He knew that Ye Xian's words were reminding him that there were some things that Du Zixiu couldn't say clearly, so it was better to keep them in his heart.

But even if he hid it silently in his heart, Du Zixiu felt that this way of heaven was so ruthless?