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1816 Memories

A four-meter-high thatched house. There is a set of stone tables, some stone tea sets, and a stone with some hay spread on it. The ground is uneven, and there is not even a spiritual stone. Please search on Baidu

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This thatched house is located at the heart of a rocky mountain. If it weren't for the powerful stone sign in front of the cave with the word "Love Building" written on it, you would never have imagined that this would be a supreme residence.

This is the residence of the Saint of Love. The black-faced Rakshasa was lucky enough to follow me. I really couldn't believe it when I saw such a place.

Guo Sheng led Ye and Chu into this thatched house. There was not even a decent magic circle set up inside or outside the house. It was hard to imagine that this was the residence of the Supreme Being.

But Ye Chu didn't think this house was ordinary. Although this house was simple, it was anything but ordinary.

First of all, such a thatched house has existed for so many years without falling apart, which shows how extraordinary this house is.

Moreover, it looks like a simple thatched house, but it is integrated with this low mountain. It is located in the middle of the mountain. There are several faint traces extending outward from the four corners of the house, which seems to be like spiritual veins.

Perhaps many years ago, this little-known low mountain was a place where spiritual veins met, so the Love Sage chose to practice hard here and finally exhausted all the spiritual veins here before leaving.

Many people came over to take a look. This should be a place where Qing Sheng lived, but I'm afraid he didn't live here for a long time, maybe only for a year and a half, Guo Sheng said lightly.

While looking at Ye Chu, he asked: Ye Chu, do you see any tricks?

Not yet. Ye Chu shook his head and looked at the environment around this thatched house. The update is the fastest and most stable.

He looked at the set of stone tables and chairs in the house and found them a bit strange. There were some strange patterns carved on the tables and chairs, which looked like birds, humans and animals. He didn't know what they were.

Someone once said that the painting on this may be a fairy

Seeing Ye Chuzheng looking at the set of stone tables and chairs, Guo Sheng explained softly. The black-faced Rakshasa exclaimed: "Is it possible that the Love Sage has ever seen an immortal?"

Haha, who can tell clearly? It's just a legend, and the person who said this is just a saint. How could he guess this? No one has ever seen a real immortal. Fruit Saint smiled.

Obviously, he has been here many times, and there should be nothing gained here, otherwise he would not bring Ye Chu here easily.

However, Guosheng's joke shocked Ye Chu's heart, and he immediately thought of some patterns he had seen before.

shrine

Ye Chu thought that when he saw the corpse of the old madman in the shrine, he had seen such a pattern under the old madman's coffin.

At that time, there were patterns like this, resembling people, birds and animals, strange and wild patterns, almost exactly the same as this one.

Could it be that the Saint of Love has also been to the shrine?

Ye Chu thought to himself, but his expression remained unchanged, and he agreed with Guo Sheng: What the senior said is, who has ever seen an immortal, not to mention that Qing Sheng fell as soon as he became the supreme one, and there is no chance.

Guo Sheng also sighed: Yes, who in the world has really seen an immortal? There are too many legends about immortals, but they are all illusory things. Even the Supreme Being can only guess and conjecture, how many Supreme Beings want to

It is believed that one can become an immortal and live forever. However, so far, there is no conclusion that can prove that there is a Supreme Being or that someone else has become an immortal. It is just the self-comfort of some practitioners.

I'm afraid there are no immortals in the world, it's just people's good intentions.

Guosheng was also quite sad and said to Ye Chu: Ye Chu, you can stay here for a few days. You may gain something. Let's leave first.

Okay, thank you, senior. Ye Chu bowed his hand respectfully.

No need

Guosheng smiled faintly, left the place immediately with the black-faced Rakshasa, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This is the saint

Ye Chu was also a little envious in his heart, but he did not worship him too much. Every practitioner has his own path. Even though Guo Sheng is powerful, he is not the one he respects.

There are too many strong people in the world. As Saint Guo said, there are things that even the Supreme cannot achieve. People cannot enter the immortal world. After all, people are too insignificant.

The vastness of the heaven and earth is beyond the reach of a small human being. Even the invincible supreme being, who spans the universe, cannot fathom the root of this world.

Immortal is a word that makes people both love and hate it. Over the years, many powerful people have spent their entire lives unable to get a glimpse of its secrets.

But every strong person seems to be searching for the secret of becoming an immortal, looking for the method of immortality and the secret of rebirth, but how many people have actually achieved it.

Sitting in the thatched house, Ye Chu seemed to think of his childhood years.

In my previous life, I was an orphan, born in a remote rural area of ​​China, and was later sent to a rural welfare home, which was how I was able to change my destiny.

When I was in the countryside, I lived in such a thatched house with an old man who was a scavenger.

It's just that I was too young at that time, and I don't have a deep memory of that time. I can't even remember what the old man looked like.

Sitting in such a room again, Ye Chu seemed to suddenly recall his childhood memories, and the old man's face became clear and ashamed.

He was a stooped, white-haired old man, his clothes were in tatters, his body was dirty, and he had a lame leg.

But it was such an old man who lived for half a year relying on the leftovers he begged from families in the village. He was too young at the time. He didn't know what was good or bad, and he didn't know anything else. He had something to eat.

He just laughed, cried when he had nothing to eat, and made trouble for the old man. Finally, before the old man died of illness, he asked the village chief to find connections and send him to a welfare home in the village.

grandfather

Sitting on the stone chair, Ye Chu shed tears in his eyes. This was the first time he recalled the old man's face.

He is so old and ugly, but his soul is so beautiful. It is he who gave him life.

Later, when I grew up and entered the society, I made a lot of money by relying on my ruffian spirit. I drank and drank all day long, wandered around in various romantic places, and was wild and wild.

Although he dresses gorgeously, drives a nice car, lives in a nice house, and sleeps with a beautiful woman, when compared with his grandfather, he is truly ugly.

I'm sorry for you

Ye Chu felt extremely ashamed and slowly knelt down from the stone chair. This was the first time he knelt down willingly for someone, and after so many years, he finally remembered the old man who raised him.

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He raised him, but the old man himself died of starvation and illness. But when he grew up, he was so virtuous.


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