Chapter 67: The Curse of Forgetfulness

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"With my current martial arts, I still can't protect myself, and it's impossible to protect you. ā€

Huan Chang's heart hurts, and he doesn't want to leave this girl he likes, but he can only be ruthless.

"Forget me, I belong to the rivers and lakes. ā€

Huan Chang didn't want to cry, but he couldn't stop the tears, and his face was full of tears.

"No, no, no!"

"Please, please, don't leave me!"

Xiao Yun hugged Huan Chang tightly, tears rolled down, she didn't want to end this beautiful relationship no matter what.

"I know you belong to the rivers and lakes, I know you have a lot to do, but I can wait for you. ā€

"No matter how long it takes, I'm willing to wait for you, and you want you to come back. ā€

Xiao Yun cried, looking so sad.

"You go and do your own thing, I will wait for you at home, and I will not be a burden to you. ā€

Xiao Yun said as she cried over and over again, hugged Huan Chang with both arms, and never let go.

Huan Chang's heart hurts, he wants to refuse, but he doesn't have that courage.

"As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help yourself. ā€

"If I leave this time, I don't even know when I'll be back. ā€

Huan Chang's voice was extremely hoarse.

"I don't care, I'll wait for you no matter how long it takes, please promise me that you must come back to me, okay?"

At this time, even a heart made of steel will be melted.

What's more, Huan Chang was full of reluctance, and he was unwilling to part with Xiao Yun.

"I'm just afraid that I'll delay you. ā€

Huan Chang's tone finally relaxed, but he was still a little worried, mistaking this woman's youth.

"No, my youth belongs only to you, no matter how long it takes, I will wait for you. ā€

Xiao Yun raised her head, and her teary eyes were pitiful.

She hugged Huan Chang's neck with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and her rosy lips were imprinted on Huan Chang's mouth.

At this moment, both of them felt that their heads were blank, and their whole bodies seemed to float.

They kissed, forgetting everything, and had only each other in their hearts.

For a long time, the lips parted, and both of them were blushing.

Huan Chang grabbed Xiao Yun's hand, stared into her eyes and said, "When I come back, when I come back, I will definitely marry you." ā€

"At that time, I will live up to the rivers and lakes. ā€

Xiao Yun nodded heavily, and said reluctantly: "I will definitely wait for you to come back." ā€

The two sides stared at each other, affectionate.

"Give me a handkerchief. ā€

Xiao Qi suddenly stretched out his white jade hand and said to Huan Chang.

Huan Chang was stunned for a moment, and then solemnly took out the handkerchief, which was the original token of love between the two.

"You stay here for a day, and I'm going to embroider a few more words on my handkerchief. ā€

Huan Chang nodded, although he was anxious, he was not in a hurry.

Xiao Yun took the handkerchief and left, but Huan Chang sat cross-legged in the attic, torturing his heart.

"The path of cultivation will not always be smooth after all. ā€

"Love is a level that is difficult for many people to see, how should I break through this level?"

For many martial artists who pursue the pinnacle, the best way to break through the love barrier is to completely cut off the love thread, and then devote themselves to the pursuit of martial arts.

It's just that in this way, the warrior will lack the most sincere human feelings.

"This kind of road does not belong to me. ā€

Huan Chang can't let go of Xiao Yun, so naturally it is impossible to completely cut off the love thread, so where is his path?

"Master once said that everything in the world has its way, and every way of comprehending to the extreme can reach the peak. ā€

"In that case, why do you have to cut off the love thread?"

Huan Chang frowned, thinking carefully.

"Love is also a kind of Tao, why can't I go the other way, keep the feelings in my heart, and then enter the Tao with love?"

Huan Chang thought like this, and felt that his eyes suddenly opened up.

It's just that Huan Chang quickly shook his head again.

No matter what kind of Tao you comprehend, you must thoroughly immerse yourself in it, and keep feeling and touching this kind of Tao in order to be successful.

If you want to enter the Tao with love, you must invest in the red dust, go through one relationship after another, and finally be injured in order to see the essence of love.

These are not what Huan Chang wants.

"Other than that, there's only one other way. ā€

You can't enter the Tao with love, and you don't want to cut off the love thread, so you can only seal your feelings and keep honing your heart.

This method is also the most commonly used method for many martial artists.

It's just that there is a great instability in acting like this, that is, the relationship has been sealed for a long time, and when it breaks out again, it will be extremely violent.

Some people are able to endure this kind of affection and stay with their loved ones for the rest of their lives.

Some people have experienced a change, suffered a huge blow, and eventually became extremely paranoid or went crazy.

No matter which path you take, it is very difficult.

Therefore, many martial artists who are aspiring to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts do not dare to touch their feelings at all.

Because, it is too difficult to break through the relationship.

"Hey. ā€

Huan Chang raised his head, looked at Xiao Yun embroidered in the boudoir, and suddenly sighed.

"Maybe after I leave, I will keep you in my heart and forget about this feeling for a while. ā€

This method of forgetting feelings is passed on from the Western Regions Buddhism, which can seal the feelings in your heart and practice without distractions.

I have to say that the master of the Western Regions Buddhism to create this secret method is also a person with amazing talents, and he may have been in the red dust at the beginning, and he couldn't extricate himself from it.

Today's Kyushu Continent has nine top sects, as well as five super sects.

The Haotian Sect of the Qin State and the Buddhist Sect of the Western Regions are all super sects, and the Huashan Sect three hundred years ago is also a super sect.

The biggest difference between the super sect and the top sect is that within the super sect, there are peerless powerhouses as the foundation.

This kind of peerless powerhouse is the kind of existence that stands at the pinnacle of the world and is insurmountable.

The top sect may not be inferior to the super sect in terms of the number of ordinary martial artists, but what it lacks is the peerless powerhouse.

At the beginning, the Buddhist Sect of the Western Regions, the master who created the secret method of forgetting love, was also a peerless powerhouse.

After the master created this secret method, he did not hide it, but announced it to the world, and now as long as there is a small scale of the sect, this secret method is recorded in the sect.

"Forgetfulness. ā€

Thinking of the magical secret method recorded in the ancient books of the Shujian Pavilion, Huan Chang suddenly felt very reluctant.

Suppress feelings and forget about the people you like.

It would have been a very painful decision to make such a decision.

"Ah Chang, return the handkerchief to you. ā€

Xiao Yun trotted out and returned the handkerchief to Huan Chang.

On the top of the handkerchief, the pair of mandarin ducks are still lifelike, and there are two lines of small characters underneath.

One of the lines is: time is quiet, with the king, with the king, the water flows through the years, with the king, the prosperity is exhausted, and the old man.

The new line is: I only wish that your heart is like spring and returns once a year.

Huan Chang looked at the two lines of words fixedly, then hugged Xiao Yun in his arms and whispered, "Wait for me to come back." ā€

On the official road, Huan often rides a donkey.

He left Qufu and walked towards the Qi Kingdom, wanting to see the so-called demon slaying conference.

"Mingjian Villa, I'm here. ā€