Volume 1 Chapter 113: The Confusion of Moonlight and Wind
Ye Tingmu was delighted when he saw Dongfang Shuo mention Feng He on his own initiative. It seemed that Feng He's appearance was indeed similar to that of the current emperor. Otherwise, why did Dongfang Shuo not ask about Yue Mingfeng but only about Feng He.
And since the three of them sat down.
Although she was chatting with him, the old man in front of her would always look at Feng He intentionally or unintentionally.
The human eye cannot deceive anyone.
Although he couldn't read minds, he could feel that the way Dongfang Shuo looked at him and Yue Mingfeng was obviously different from the way Feng He looked at him.
There is a mixture of surprise, confusion and thirst for knowledge.
Feng He didn't notice at all that Dongfang Shuo was asking her questions. She was still fiddling with the tea in her hand.
Sometimes he smelled it, sometimes he tasted it, his eyebrows furrowed in a frown.
I thought to myself.
Is it really that delicious? Why don’t I think so?
Could it be that the eldest brother is fooling the old man in front of him?
I couldn't help but wonder in my heart.
Seeing that Feng He ignored him, Dongfang Shuo looked a little embarrassed, and his face was a little stiff.
Ye Tingmu was helpless. It was not the first time that his second brother acted like this. He always seemed to automatically block out any voice other than his own.
Basically, I rarely pay attention to others.
He quickly said, "Senior, this is my second brother, Ye Fenghe." At this point, he paused, and then added a little more emphasis, and continued, "Ye from Yejia Village."
The old man looked a little dazed and was silent for about a second. Then he looked normal again, stroking his beard and looking Feng He up and down.
"Hmm, not bad, a natural king's posture."
When he said this, he emphasized the word "emperor".
He looked at Ye Tingmu with a smile.
Sure enough...Ye Tingmu thought, judging from Dongfang Shuo's reaction, he obviously knew something.
I just mentioned Yejia Village intentionally, and his expression was obviously dazed, even if it was just for a second, but Ye Tingmu's mind was so meticulous, how could it escape my eyes.
Moreover, when the old man said this just now, he emphasized the word "emperor" so much, which showed that he was obviously speaking to himself.
Seeing Ye Tingmu frowning, Dongfang Shuo said, "My friend, have some tea."
"Hmm...Okay." He picked up the teacup in a daze and took a sip.
Dongfang Shuo and Ye Tingmu sat there for a few minutes, chatting about tea.
As for Feng He's matter, the two of them kept silent.
At this time, Yue Mingfeng, the editor, said respectfully to Dongfang Shuo, "I have long heard that the path to sainthood was the sword, and that your thunder sword technique was so powerful that it shook the nine provinces, earning you the nickname, the Thunder Sword Immortal. I am honored to meet you today. I have also cultivated the sword throughout my life, but I have a confusion in my heart today. I would like to ask you to enlighten me."
Dongfang Shuo looked at his empty right arm. That was the hand that a swordsman used to hold the sword. Without this arm, the path of swordsmanship would be difficult.
"You have done Zhu'er a favor, and I shall certainly repay you. Tell me all the doubts in your heart, and I will tell you everything I know."
Yue Mingfeng stroked his broken arm, looking a little melancholy.
"I recently lost my right arm, and now I can only wield the sword with my left arm, but my strength is much weaker than before. I wonder if someone who wields the sword with his left hand can become a saint in the future."
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that Yue Mingfeng, although old, had not lost his ambition; although disabled, he had a strong will.
Even in this state, he still wants to become a saint. His ambition is really great. However, becoming a saint is not that easy.
Otherwise, how come the Kyushu Empire, with a population of one billion and a vast territory, has only 36 saints so far?
Dongfang Shuo did not answer in a hurry, but took a sip of tea first.
He just said, "Some people become saints with a single thought, realizing the truth. Some people become saints by throwing a million punches. There is only one path to sainthood, but there are thousands of ways. Many people become saints through martial arts, but there are also many who achieve sainthood through chess, music, and battle formations."
Yue Mingfeng listened very carefully and wrote down every word.
"There are three thousand Daos in the universe. Although few can become saints, they are diverse and each has its own strengths. Therefore, whether you can become a saint has nothing to do with which hand you hold or swing your sword. As long as you cultivate your own Dao among the three thousand Daos to perfection, you can become a saint. As for ascending to heaven and becoming an immortal, you must be able to suppress all Daos with one Dao."
After hearing Dongfang Shuo's words, Yue Mingfeng stood up suddenly.
The noise scared Ye Tingmu.
Yue Mingfeng bowed deeply to Dongfang Shuo.
"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I understand now."
Yes, why should I worry about which hand to use to swing the sword?
My goal is to become a saint. If I want to become a saint, I must comprehend the highest level of swordsmanship. Then, with a thought, I can summon thousands of swords.
I just lost a hand. What does this have to do with whether I can become a saint?
Some people have both hands but live a mediocre life, while others are born with disabilities but can still enter high places.
Success does not depend on one's body, but on whether one's heart is firm enough.
At this moment, he suddenly understood.
If I were to ask myself whether I have ever had a goal in this life.
He had indeed experienced this, which was becoming stronger and becoming a saint, and now this feeling was even stronger.
After saying that, he turned around, said goodbye, and walked out.
Dongfang Shuo narrowed his eyes, stroked his long beard, and looked profound.
Ye Tingmu looked at his departing figure and shouted, "Ji Feng, where are you going?"
Yue Mingfeng didn't even turn his head and a cool voice came.
"Practice swordplay."
Ye Tingmu scratched his nose. He was really anxious. He didn't want to wait even for a minute?
However, he noticed that Yue Mingfeng's eyes seemed to change at that moment and were no longer so confused.
Ye Tingmu himself was also deeply moved by Dongfang Shuo's words.
It seems to be useless to himself, but he is destined to become a saint.
However, Feng He and Dongfang Qingzhu were completely confused.
A look of confusion.
They don't know how to practice cultivation, so it's not surprising that they don't understand.
At this time, Dongfang Shuo suddenly said, "Zhu'er, you should go out for a while. Does the old ancestor have something to say to this young friend?"
Dongfang Qingzhu frowned when he heard this.
Curiously asked, "Can't I listen?"
"cannot."
"Oh..." After saying that, she stood up and looked at Ye Tingmu, who seemed to be hesitant to speak. Her eyes were full of confusion. Why did her ancestor talk to him alone? Could it be that he liked him and wanted to recruit him as his son-in-law?
It's not impossible.
Thinking of this, she felt a little secretly happy in her heart, and her face flushed.
Ye Tingmu touched Feng He beside him with his arm.
"Second brother, you go out and wait for me too."
"Why?" Feng He raised his head, looked at him, and asked in confusion.
"Go if you're told to."
Feng He glanced at Dongfang Shuo in front of him, then stood up and left.
Wait until the two of them left the house and walked dozens of meters away.
Ye Tingmu spoke first.
"I wonder if there is something that has happened to you, Senior, that has left me alone?"
Dongfang Shuo smiled with a playful look in his eyes.
Not only did he not answer, but he asked back:
"Shouldn't you have something to ask me?"
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