You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 114: The fire of unyielding can set the whole field on fire

Two streaks of light flashed in the air and landed on a hill not far from the Yuling Sect, revealing two figures, a boy and a young man.

There is a pavilion on the top of the hill, but there are not many people there because it is raining.

The two entered the pavilion, sat down at the central stone table, and looked at each other in silence.

The two people were Changqing and Lingyu. After coming out of the old farmer's house, Changqing wanted to go back directly, but looking at Lingyu who still looked lifeless behind him, he felt that he had to drink a bowl of chicken soup, otherwise something might happen.

Chang Qing spoke first: "Do you still think this world is hopeless?"

Ling Yu nodded woodenly.

"Can you tell me why?" Chang Qing asked

Ling Yu raised his head with an indescribable look in his eyes:

"Brother Ji, you also heard what happened to the child and how he ate pickled vegetables. The old man worked hard all his life, but at this age he is still farming and cannot enjoy his old age. Even pickled vegetables have become a luxury. This world is so unbalanced."

"The rich get richer, the poor get poorer. What's the point of cultivating for immortality? Is it just to keep watching the ugliness of this world?"

After Ling Yu finished speaking, the aura around him began to get heavier again.

"Hahahaha, right! Right! Right!! This is how the world is. Not only now, in the past, and in the future! It is like this in every time and space."

Chang Qing covered his face and laughed wildly, which aroused the anger in Ling Yu's heart.

"Brother Ji! Why are you so gloating? Is this matter so funny?" Ling Yu's eyes were burning with anger.

"Isn't it funny?" Changqing laughed even louder.

After a long time, the laughter stopped abruptly, Changqing put down the hands that were covering his face, and his expressionless face was revealed.

"Yes, it's not funny, but this is the fact, the truth!"

The anger on Ling Yu's face faded and he fell silent again.

Chang Qing's calm voice said, "You know, where I originally lived, there was a famous saying, 'Knowing that there is nothing you can do about it, accept it as fate'"

"I was originally a staunch supporter of this famous saying, but when I learned that I could practice, everything changed..."

Chang Qing changed his tone and said, "There are many legends in my hometown, and the origin of these legends comes from a name called 'Pangu'. He is the god who broke the chaos and let the light shine into the world..."

Changqing sang in a melodious voice, telling the story of Pangu's creation of the world and various stories in the vast mountains and rivers.

There is the Queen Wa who created living beings and was called "Mother" by later generations;

Fuxi understood the laws of heaven and earth, predicted the future of mankind, and taught all living beings. He was praised by all living beings as the "first ancestor";

Suiren, who brought light and warmth to living beings in the dark night when the sky was dark, was praised as a "hero";

When epidemics were rampant, a creature with a bull's head and a human body tasted all kinds of herbs, tested medicines on himself, and taught other creatures how to use medicines to cure diseases. He was praised as "Shennong".

When the Wu clan caused chaos, the Yan and Huang tribes rose up to fight and gained peace for the world. In order to commemorate them, the people in the Nine Regions all called themselves the descendants of Yan and Huang.

Chang Qing talked for a long time, and his descriptions were so vivid that Ling Yu couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

“Why is the world called the world? Why are we who we are? At the deepest level of our lives, we all inherit this spirit, unyielding!!”

Suddenly Chang Qing changed the subject and said:

"After I started practicing Taoism, I realized that it is impossible to accept fate as fate. Practicing Taoism is all about fighting. For the illusory immortality and the true freedom, one is unwilling to give up what is in one's heart. One always wants to fight hard, to fight for that ray of hope, even if one dies, one will have no regrets."

Chang Qing turned his head and looked at Ling Yu and said, "Even an ordinary person like me wants to fight for it, but what about you? You just can't get over it after seeing the filth in this world. Are you dead and want to leave the Tao?"

"Do you know that apart from these myths, this filthy world in your eyes is actually filled with songs of praise for what we are fighting for? Those people are still struggling and fighting. They have never given up hope in their hearts. This thought is supporting them!"

“Unyieldingness evolved into resistance, evolved into bravery, and evolved into the shining spirit in human nature. People with this spirit are very rare. They could have done nothing at all, but they did it, so they became legends, heroes, remembered and praised by future generations, and passed down through the ages.”

As Changqing spoke, he recalled the history of the struggles of the modern Yanhuang people. His emotions began to fluctuate, and his voice became increasingly high.

"I don't like to glorify suffering, I just describe what is happening or has happened."

Ling Yu noticed the fluctuation of Chang Qing's emotions and looked up at Chang Qing's slightly crystal clear eyes. Suddenly, he had a feeling that the young man in front of him did not seem to be what he thought.

"Are we just going to stand by and do nothing?" Ling Yu asked.

Chang Qing raised his eyebrows. This kid finally got back on track. He took out the spirit wine that had been placed in his backpack a long time ago and poured a glass for Ling Yu and himself.

Ling Yu didn't quite understand and looked puzzled, "Brother Ji, why is this happening?"

Chang Qing did not respond, but said to himself: "The world always needs to be repaired. When you ask this question, the world has a glimmer of hope. I toast you with this glass of wine!" Chang Qing raised the glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

Ling Yu was a little confused. What was going on?

Putting down the wine glass, Changqing said again:

"Since God allows you and me to practice, then we have more responsibilities than just ourselves. Protect the weak and innocent, let those who are willing to sacrifice for the noble spirit have no worries, let them know that they are not alone, let them know that there are people silently guarding them."

After listening to what Chang Qing said, Ling Yu suddenly felt a ray of light appearing in the direction of the future, that was hope.

His heart felt burning hot, and he reached out his hand to touch the half-eaten steamed bun in his chest pocket. Suddenly, his blood and energy surged wildly along with his spiritual power, and the fire in his heart burned again, becoming more and more vigorous.

Ling Yu's eyes brightened instantly, the scattered breath stopped, the deathly aura dissipated, and a kind of vitality burst out from his body.

Ling Yu stood up suddenly, raised the wine glass in front of him, bowed to Chang Qing and toasted, "Brother Ji, no, thank you Mr. Ji for your teaching."

A young man toasted a young boy and called him "Sir". The one who toasted was even the famous Immortal Seedling of Yuling Sect. If this scene were to spread out, I'm afraid many people would be shocked.

Changqing originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Ling Yu's fiery gaze that was as bright as the sun, Changqing gave up the idea. It was better this way.

He also stood up, poured himself a glass of wine, and said, "Okay! Then let the world see what it means to have an unyielding fire that can set the whole field ablaze!"

"Yes! The fire of indomitable will set the whole field on fire!" Ling Yu also repeated loudly, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

The rain was still falling, and the distant mountains were foggy and cold. But at this moment, a star of hope was shining here.

In the mountain pavilion, watching the rain and raising a glass, a moment of eternity.

That day, the young man carried a long sword on his back, and looked out at the mist outside the mountain with a determined look. He looked out at the outside world. That day, the world seemed to have not changed at all, but it had changed a little bit quietly. Everything was left to the future...