Chapter 3887 Ignore
Seeing that the green-haired old man didn't want to say anything, Chu Yang didn't continue to ask questions.
After traveling a certain distance, Chu Yang suddenly asked: "What is your purpose in entering this place?"
The green-haired old man hesitated for a moment, thought for a moment, and then gave an answer.
"I just came here to see some scenery from ancient times. At this point in my practice, ordinary opportunities are no longer of much use to me."
"Although this place is extraordinary, it is not easy to gain anything from it. It is best for me to relax and not expect more.
In this case, maybe we can gain something. "
Chu Yang raised his hand slightly and saluted the green-haired old man.
"I'll take note of my father-in-law's reminder."
The green-haired old man didn't say anything, but nodded slowly.
The two people continued to walk forward for a while, and suddenly a dilapidated thatched house appeared in front of them, blocking their way.
"This is……"
The moment he saw the thatched cottage, the green-haired old man looked startled and hesitated.
He looked at the dilapidated thatched cottage in front of him for a long time, giving Chu Yang the feeling as if he was reminiscing about something.
I don't know how long it took before the green-haired old man came back to his senses.
“I didn’t expect to see this house here.”
Chu Yang really wanted to ask about the origin of this room, but it seemed that the green-haired old man had no intention of telling the origin of this room, so Chu Yang had no choice but to give up this idea.
"If you don't mind, little friend, you might as well go deeper with me."
Chu Yang nodded and agreed very happily.
"Then let's go forward together."
The green-haired old man quietly raised his eyelids, took a slightly heavy step, and walked deeper into the dilapidated thatched cottage ahead.
His pace is steady, every step
It made a powerful sound when it took a step forward and landed on the ground.
The two people approached the dilapidated thatched hut at any time. Through the wooden window, Chu Yang could vaguely see two futons placed inside. Other than that, there was nothing else in the empty thatched hut.
Pushing open the rotten wooden door, there was a creaking sound in their ears, and soon the scene in the wooden house appeared in front of them. Everything was no different from what Chu Yang saw from the window.
There was nothing else in the small wooden house except two futons.
Chu Yang couldn't help but be surprised by the simplicity of the wooden house.
Entering the house, the green-haired old man suddenly became silent. He walked to a futon in the house and then sat cross-legged on the ground. Chu Yang flicked his sleeves and followed the green-haired old man to sit on the futon next to him.
The two people were silent and did not communicate with each other since they entered the cabin.
Chu Yang did not ask the purpose of doing this, but he could feel that the most special thing in this place was perhaps the two futons in the center. As for the mystery, he would naturally know it when he sat down.
The first time he sat on the futon, Chu Yang didn't feel anything special, but there was a cool feeling coming from below.
Chu Yang concentrated carefully, not thinking about anything, just sitting on the futon blankly.
At this moment, the green-haired old man who had been silent? He spoke out:
"Don't let your mind go empty-handed. Children can take the opportunity to think about difficult problems in spiritual practice."
"For children, this thing may not be that useful, but it can still be of some use after all. Children might as well give it a try."
Chu Yang thanked the green-haired old man in his heart for his kind reminder, but he did not follow what he said.
Ask questions about spiritual practice.
He could trust the green-haired old man on some things, but Chu Yang was more willing to trust his own judgment on some things.
Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Chu Yang felt more relaxed than ever before.
Chu Yang has rarely experienced such a state. In the past, he has been on the road to intrigues with others countless times. He rarely has the opportunity to relax in a quiet corner like now, not thinking about anything, just needing to Quietly feel your own existence in the world.
After sitting for a while, Chu Yang felt that his legs were a little sore. He wanted to stand up and move around, but suddenly she seemed to hear a sound coming from the distant sky. At this moment, Chu Yang's breathing became slightly stagnant. Zangya became calmer, all the while echoing the distant sounds.
Chu Yang's soul couldn't help but want to explore the origin of the sound, but at the same moment, an inexplicable sense of danger filled his heart, preventing Chu Yang from tracing the source of the sound.
The formation of the Twelve Capital Gods reminded Chu Yang that he could not turn a blind eye. He thought about it for a moment, and finally resisted the temptation of the sound and forcibly stabilized his mind, preventing himself from searching for the origin of the sound.
What Chu Yang didn't know was that just after he did this, the green-haired old man sitting next to him looked at him with admiration, then closed his eyes again and continued to sit cross-legged on the futon, ignoring the world.
After all, Chu Yang's meditation didn't last long, probably because he refused the temptation of the voice. From then on, he couldn't calm down no matter what, and finally had no choice but to open his eyes and sigh with relief.
When Chu Yang opened his eyes, the green-haired old man beside him also did the same
Stopped meditating.
"It seems that my little friend has gained a lot from this trip."
Chu Yang frowned and said with a slight doubt: "A lot of harvest? At this time, I clearly gained nothing. I don't know where I saw the harvest. Is it possible that this futon still has some magical uses that I haven't discovered yet?"
The green-haired old man gave Chu Yang a meaningful smile without explaining the reason behind it.
Although Chu Yang was dissatisfied, he still didn't care about the green-haired old man's actions.
As if aware of Chu Yang's thoughts, the green-haired old man said in a distant voice: "I know that little friend is doubtful, but it won't take long for little friend to discover the true function of this futon.
Ordinary geniuses cannot be as unmoved as little friends do when opportunities arise. Being able to do this is enough to prove that little friend's talent is not comparable to that of ordinary geniuses. "
Chu Yang glanced at the green-haired old man with a far-reaching look, and finally walked out of the wooden house with doubts in his heart without saying anything more.
A moment later, the green-haired old man also walked out of the house, but Chu Yang vaguely felt that the aura of the green-haired old man walking out of the fog seemed different from before.
If the green-haired old man before gave Chu Yang an unfathomable feeling, then the current green-haired old man seemed to have been washed away and returned to his original nature, making it difficult for people to see his depth.
The changes in the green-haired old man were also expected by Chu Yang, but he couldn't figure out what the other party got on the futon to cause major changes in himself, and what the other party said meant that What?
All kinds of doubts troubled Chu Yang, making it difficult for him to calm down and keep calm for a while.
If there is a chance, Chu Yang will
I want to use my own strength to discover the secrets in the hall, rather than relying on other people's reminders.
