The Seven-Year-Old You and the Twenty-Two-Year-Old You Have Never Changed!
At this moment, the old man felt as if his heart had been washed clean again.
His originally perfect state of mind actually became even more crystalline.
His progress in the path of kindness had actually taken another big step forward because of Ying Ziye's words.
He couldn't believe it.
He was already a Saint.
But he could easily improve so much because of Ying Ziye!
Was this a coincidence or a certainty?
"What's your strength now, kid?" The old man couldn't help but ask.”
Ying Ziye smiled." Strength is just an external object to me. In fact, I didn't want to cultivate at all. It's just that my talent is too high and my luck is too good. I don't want my cultivation to increase by leaps and bounds. I'm also very distressed.”
The old man felt that Ying Ziye was just showing off.
But Ying Ziye was telling the truth.
As long as he died, he would be invincible and invincible.
Why did he have to cultivate so bitterly?
It was just that his talent was really frighteningly high, and his luck was too good. The opportunity took the initiative to find him.
Therefore, he did not cultivate at all, but his strength had already reached an unfathomable level.
Although Ying Ziye didn't say what his cultivation level was.
However, the old man knew that only a saint could communicate with him across thousands of rivers and mountains.
He couldn't help but sigh.
What a monster!
Luckily, he didn't take Ying Ziye as his disciple at that time.
Otherwise, he would really delay Ying Ziye.
He suddenly remembered something.
"Does your incompetent father know that your cultivation is so powerful?”
Ying Ziye calmly said," In these 15 years, I've met him less than 10 times. Other people even avoid me like snakes and scorpions. They're afraid of being seen by others and being criticized.”
"They might not even know that I've cultivated.”
When the old man heard this, his heart ached again.
Although Ying Ziye's tone was very calm.
However, the old man could imagine how hard Ying Ziye had been in these 15 years.
Thousands of people pointed fingers at him and misunderstood him.
Everyone avoided him like snakes and scorpions!
For fifteen years, he had never felt the affection of his family, nor had he been respected by anyone.
Ying Ziye really made his heart ache.
Fifteen years ago, Ying Ziye was seven years old.
Now, Ying Ziye was only 22 years old.
This was equivalent to Ying Ziye living in a dark abyss for almost his entire youth.
Cold and lonely.
But even so, Ying Ziye still believed that being kind was right.
Just thinking about it made the old man's heart ache.
He really didn't know how Ying Ziye had survived these fifteen years.
"Then are you willing to forgive them?" The old man asked.
Ying Ziye shook his head.
He said calmly,"I will not forgive these people who hurt him all over for the seven-year-old me."”
"Although, I think kindness is right.”
"But this doesn't mean that I'll forgive those who hurt me just because they apologize and slap themselves.”
"All the good I do comes from my heart.”
"I couldn't stand by and watch my father die. My conscience wouldn't allow me to do that.”
"But, just because I saved them doesn't mean that I forgive them.”
The old man understood Ying Ziye's meaning.
"Now I can roughly understand why you can improve so quickly."”
"Actually, you haven't changed at all. You've always stuck to your heart.”
"Whether it's the seven-year-old you or the twenty-two-year-old you.”
"Your heart has not been stained with a speck of dust because of the injustice that has been inflicted on you.”
"That's why your heart is clear and you can progress a thousand miles a day.”
"As for us, even if we know what the path ahead is, our hearts will always be affected by emotions. Compared to you, we are too impure.”
Ying Ziye didn't say anything.
He never cared about his cultivation.
It was purely a coincidence that he had the strength he had today.
The old man suddenly laughed.
"I'm looking forward to it now."
"When that incompetent father of yours, those officials and commoners who criticized you and made things difficult for you, find out that your cultivation is at the Saint Realm, what will their reaction be?”
"If an empire can have a Saint Realm expert, it's equivalent to having a guardian. They won't have to worry about any danger in their lives.”
"As far as I know, Great Qin paid a huge price to seek the protection of a Saint, but it didn't succeed, right?”
The old man's smile was somewhat malicious.
"So, if they knew about this…”
"They misunderstood you, they criticized you, and they have always avoided you like a viper. If you were a Saint, what would their expressions be?”
"Will they regret it even more?"
"Will they kneel down and beg you to protect them?”
"The golden mountain is right in front of us," the old man sneered."It's a pity that they're all blind."”
Ying Ziye's expectation for the old man was only a very calm answer.
"I'm not curious."
The old man was stunned.
Then, he shook his head with heartache.
He knew that Ying Ziye might never forgive those people in his life.
Otherwise, as long as Ying Ziye had even the slightest thought of them.
He wouldn't be so unconcerned.
The old man sighed. He patted the wine gourd and said,"I have good wine here. Do you want to come over and drink some wine?”
"Wine is a good thing.”
Ying Ziye said," In these 15 years, I've drunk the White Cloud Villa's so-called one-cup toppling wine. I've also drunk the strongest knife wine that the Great Chu royal family has collected for 200 years. I've also drunk the Zhou Dynasty's wine that Jiang Ziya said to have personally brewed. It's the only wine in the world that has been aged for hundreds of years..."
"But they never freed me.”
The old man was greedy.
His heart ached.
Even wine couldn't intoxicate him.
In this world, what else could help Ying Ziye?
" I want to see you," he said." Come here and accompany me. Don't be with those hateful people. Out of sight, out of mind."”
Ying Ziye was silent for a while.
"Actually, I still want to die."”
The old man was silent for a long time.
He did not know what to say.
When Ying Ziye said this, it meant that he no longer wanted to reconcile with this world.
The old man raised his head and took a big gulp of wine.
"If I hadn't gone into seclusion back then, perhaps you wouldn't have suffered so much," he said in a low voice.”
Ying Ziye laughed," To me, death is actually not a bad thing.”
Ying Ziye just wanted to take this opportunity to become invincible again.
Although he was sad, he did not really want to die.
However, the old man didn't know Ying Ziye's secret.
He only felt that Ying Ziye's words made his heart ache even more.
"However, I shouldn't die."
Ying Ziye sighed.
The old man suddenly raised his head.
"This is just the first time in my life that I've been misunderstood.”
"Soon, the second and third matter will come.”
"At that time, they will know what I have done for them.”
"I think that even if I really die, they will drag me out of hell.”
"After all, if I really die…"
" How could they have the face to continue living?" Ying Ziye said calmly.”
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