Chapter 123 There are various reasons for not being able to cultivate
Jiang Chen remained silent along the way, walking slowly on the country road.
Jiang Churan thought that Jiang Chen was in a bad mood because he was too disappointed, so he did not dare to talk to the water friends in the live broadcast room, so he followed Jiang Chen carefully with his head lowered.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Churan was thinking wildly with his head down, without looking at the road, and bumped into Jiang Chen's back. When he raised his head, Jiang Chen was looking at him curiously.
"Grandpa, aren't you sad?"
Jiang Churan asked softly.
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Jiang Chen looked at Jiang Churan in confusion. When did he feel sad? Could it be that something happened on this remote road that could make him sad? When did it happen, it escaped his mind.
"Um, Grandpa, weren't you sad because everyone was in poor health and couldn't pass on your internal energy, so you walked out of the Lin family's house without saying a word, and didn't say anything on the way home."
Jiang Churan expressed his guess.
Jiang Chen laughed dumbly and explained,
"How could Grandpa be sad over such a trivial matter? It's not like he has never experienced this kind of thing before. Grandpa has seen many different reasons for not being able to practice and has long been used to it."
"It's just that I haven't walked under the moonlight for a long time, so I'm a bit intoxicated."
"I was scared to death. I thought you were really sad, grandpa. I was just thinking about how to enlighten you."
Jiang Churan patted his flat chest, not doubting Jiang Chen's words at all. After all, Jiang Chen had no reason to lie to his granddaughter, right?
But Jiang Chen did lie. How could he be immersed in the moonlight that he had watched for thousands of years?
Jiang Chen was indeed distracted just now, recalling the Ming Dynasty that has long since become history.
At the time of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Jiang Chen, who helped Zhu Yuanzhang pacify the world, created a variety of spiritual cultivation methods, opened the door to everyone, and taught anyone to practice for free.
However, at that time, the Central Plains had just experienced the baptism of war. The smoke was filled and the people were displaced. Ordinary people who had problems with food and clothing, how could they be in the mood to learn Jiang Chen's ethereal magic.
Even if Jiang Chen promised to teach without any fees, and even provide food and accommodation, the people would only look at him with suspicion.
Jiang Chen was unmoved at all and even avoided Jiang Chen. When he couldn't hide, he knelt down and begged Jiang Chen to let him go.
After all, the man named Chen Youliang who just died also used the same promise to deceive many people into working for him, and they all died miserably in the end. Now Jiang Chen comes again and uses the same rhetoric, bah!
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh, no matter what time of day, mortals have all kinds of problems that prevent them from embarking on the path of cultivation.
I used to be in good health, but because I couldn't get enough food and clothing, I had no intention of practicing.
Now food and clothing are guaranteed, but because of excessive pursuit of food and appetite, the body cannot keep up, and I am still unable to practice.
As Jiang Chen sighed, he stopped unconsciously, and was interrupted by Jiang Churan bumping into his back. Only then did he realize that Jiang Churan had kept his head down, as if something was wrong, and he turned around like before
ask.
Touching Jiang Churan's head, Jiang Chen was really moved by this filial piety. This was an emotion Jiang Chen had never experienced before. Jiang Churan's dull-headed father could not say such heartwarming words.
"But why do you say you have seen so much? Have you ever thought about passing on what you have learned to others?"
Jiang Churan asked curiously, a woman's intuition told her that there was a big secret in it.
Of course Jiang Chen couldn't answer her because he wanted to find someone who could accompany him forever. He smiled slightly and didn't answer.
Jiang Churan persisted in asking again and again, but Jiang Chen still didn't say a word.
No longer thinking about the past, Jiang Chen held Jin Qi in one hand and Jiang Churan in the other, and walked quickly towards home.
Friends in the live broadcast room were also intrigued and began to discuss it one after another.
"Tell me why the old man was so happy and yearning when he heard about live teaching."
"Why didn't the old man answer the anchor's question? Is there really some secret here?"
"Xiao Ranran's Oppa: Xiao Ranran is really stupid. She keeps asking Mr. Jiang such an obvious question."
"Dear Miss Chu, could you please explain the old man's thoughts?"
"The first generation of Jiang scholars, Chu Meiren, has appeared. I wonder if Chu Meiren can shoulder the important task."
"Xiao Ranran's Oppa: Not interested, confused
Explanation. This thing is difficult to explain and cannot be explained. Just think of it as a matter of interest. It has no special meaning."
"Damn, Chu Meiren's words made me even more curious. (Crazy)"
"There is no other way. We are not Jiang Jiaji after all. We really can't distinguish this kind of thing. We can only wait for the second Jiang Jia to show up."
Chu Huaixiang sat on her bed, watching the barrage in the live broadcast room, with a sly smile on her lips.
"You guys, do you want me to tell you that Mr. Jiang is bored because he has lived for too long? Even if there are a few people who believe what I say, even if there are some who believe it, what should I do if Mr. Jiang is disturbed and blamed on me?
, you should just wash up and go to sleep."
Chu Huaixiang had already guessed it, based on Jiang Chen's previous abilities, the Zhuyan Pill he had just taken, and the well-preserved "Lanting Preface". Mr. Jiang is not a martial arts person at all, he is completely a mythological person.
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Even if Mr. Jiang is not an immortal, he is definitely close to it. Even if he does not live for tens of thousands of years, he will definitely live for thousands of years. In these thousands of years, Mr. Jiang has witnessed history alone, and he must have been lonely for a long time, so he thought of it.
Teaching, intending to personally train a person who can accompany him.
Apart from Jiang Churan and Jin Qi, even the old man in his family would probably not believe this kind of fantasy. The old man was sure that Mr. Jiang was a legendary monk, so he could live for hundreds of years, and he didn't even think about it.
Mr. Guo Jiang has the possibility of living for thousands of years, so he will definitely not believe his guess.
After returning home, Jiang Chen put the sleeping Jiang Churan on her bed.
On the way back just now, Jiang Churan couldn't keep up with Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen simply picked up Jiang Churan with one hand like a child. As a result, Jiang Churan was so comfortable that he just fell into Jiang Chen's arms.
Fell asleep.
After laying Jiang Churan down, Jiang Chen looked at the cell phone in Jiang Churan's hand and frowned. No matter how he adjusted this thing, he couldn't turn it off.
After thinking about it, I simply put it on Jiang Churan's bedside and placed it in a conspicuous position, ensuring that Jiang Churan would see it at first glance when he woke up tomorrow. I was afraid that it would be inconspicuous if it was laid flat, so I simply stood up the phone.
Because he often watched Jiang Churan's live broadcast on his mobile phone, Jiang Chen didn't point the camera at Jiang Churan, and kept the camera parallel to Jiang Churan.
While Jiang Chen was playing with his mobile phone, the fans in the live broadcast room got a first-hand look at Jiang Churan's room.