After sitting in the house for a while, Ye Chu experienced those tragic years that he never remembered.

The old man died after all, but he survived strongly, but it was far from meeting the old man's expectations for him.

I am rich, but I have not realized my own value. I linger in the place of love and misery all day long, and live a life of luxury and meaninglessness.

In the end, I died at a young age and traveled to this big 6, and was born into a scum of a level.

"Baby, you must live well and live out your own meaning..."

Deep in my memory, Ye Chu seemed to hear the old man's instructions to him. He slowly opened his eyes, his face filled with tears of pain.

"I see……"

Ye Chu regarded this old man as his biological grandfather. When he heard his grandfather's earnest instructions, Ye Chu could not control his tears and could only nod.

Although the thatched hut of the Love Saint is simple, it has such magic that makes him recall those years.

"Living your own meaning..."

Ye Chu murmured and repeated the old man's instructions to him, thinking about the meaning of his life and what is the meaning of his life.

"money?"

He denied that he had lost it, and it was so far, so what was the use of asking for money? Even like a golden doll, what was the use of having countless gold and silver mountains? What was the use of having a large sum of black stones and spiritual stones?

"right?"

He also felt it was unlikely that this big 6 had no official position, so he set up a sect? Here he called the wind and rain?

Ye Chu did not have such interest. Even if he was like the Three Saints, he would be the slaughter on Biling Island, what would be the use?

"color?"

Ye Chu agreed with this. He had many wives, and they were the women he loved and of course they had to protect them.

At the same time, this is also my firmness. As long as anyone hurts his or her own woman and makes a decision, the other party will pay a heavy price, no matter who it is.

It's just called color, which seems a bit too much, and should be called love.

"Cultivation? Supreme? Eternal Life?"

This is also what Ye Chu pursues. As a practitioner, who doesn’t want to reach the peak and know the secret of immortality.

Practice is like a road to heaven, one level and one level are constantly moving upward, and every step upward will be sublimated by the body and mind.

The feeling of pleasure brought by this sublimation is definitely more attractive than the so-called poisoning or something on earth.

Ye Chu also hopes to reach the peak and achieve the supreme position, but he does not think about being the most powerful person, but only wants to be the strongest person, so that he can protect what he wants to protect, including his lover.

Only when you become the strongest person can you not have others to make you think about it. Ye Chu is really not paying much attention to whether you become an immortal or live forever.

Life is only a hundred years old, but the longest practitioner can last for thousands of years. If he lives for tens of thousands or tens of thousands of years, it must be a kind of loneliness and torture.

"hiss……"

At this moment, a soft light suddenly lit up in the thatched hut.

A figure appeared in the room ashamedly. This was the back of a tall man, dressed in white as snow, like a fairy man from the sky.

"Love Saint!"

Ye Chu exclaimed in his heart. When he saw this back, he knew that this was the Love Saint. However, this figure ignored him and slowly appeared, and then sat at the stone table.

Ye Chu himself seemed to be a person outside the painting. He could see the situation inside the room in front of him, but the figure of the Love Saint could not see him.

In the picture, I saw the Love Saint sitting at the stone table, taking out a chessboard, and playing leisurely with him.

The love saint has a unique temperament, a natural way of Taoism, and a beautiful figure, which does not look like a practitioner at all, but more like a handsome man.

"No wonder it's called Love Saint. This looks really funny girls..."

Ye Chu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he saw that the Love Saint played chess with him in the picture, extremely leisurely, and one game of chess will take more than half a year.

"It's time to leave..."

"Thanks……"

"I understand...live out your own meaning..."

What shocked Ye Chu was that the voice of the Love Saint came from inside the house. The Love Saint actually said the same words as the old man, living out his own meaning.

After the Love Saint understood all this, his figure dissipated with the wind, and Ye Chu landed in the thatched hut again, as if nothing had ever been born.

"What's going on?"

"Is this a place of enlightenment?"

Ye Chu was very confused. He didn't know why such a situation occurred. He didn't stay here any longer.

The meaning of his life has been understood, and there is no need to stay here anymore, there is no need.

...

Not long after, Ye Chu came to the base camp of the blue sea and the palace of the black-faced Rakshasa.

"Ye Chu, are you here?" After seeing Ye Chu for such a short time, I was puzzled by the black-faced Rakshasa and thought Ye Chu would stay in the residence of the Love Saint for more days.

After all, that is the place where the Supreme lived. If you can stay in it for a few years and have some insights, you will benefit for life.

Ye Chu sighed and said, "Nothing gains, it's just a small thatched hut. Maybe it has nothing to do with the Love Saint..."

"Too……"

The black-faced Rakshasa sighed and asked, "How about Ye Chu, what have you considered the previous matter?"

"What's the matter?" Ye Chu was a little puzzled.

Black-faced Rakshasa said: "Join our blue sea..."

"Uh..." Ye Chu said with some confusion, "You also know that I am from Wuxin Peak and it is impossible for me to join the blue ocean..."

"Haha, I'm just joking with you. The Lord told me before he went into seclusion that he would not let you join the blue ocean. We will not accept the people from Wuxin Peak." The black-faced Rakshasa smiled.

He has always been solemn and cold, but he rarely feels as relaxed as he is now. This is related to Ye Chu's identity and also to the attitude of the Fruit Saint towards Ye Chu.

"By the way, Black-faced Brother, I want to ask you for help." Ye Chu said.

The black-faced Rakshasa asked, "What's the matter? Even if you say..."

"I want you to find someone in the blue ocean for me..." Ye Chu said.

"who?"

"Look..." Ye Chu raised his hand and drew the shadow of the old man in black robe in the void.

"It's him..."

The black-faced Rakshasa recognized the old man at a glance and his tone became solemn: "What are you looking for him?"

"Brother Black Face, do you know this person?" Ye Chu frowned, his face turned cold, and he snorted, "Settle the score with him!"

"Oh? What kind of holiday do you have with him?" From the tone of the black-faced Rakshasa, it seems that the old man in black robe has a great origin.

Ye Chu said: "I have two women who, under my guidance, are practicing boxing with me. Unexpectedly, this person interfered with it and misled my women with evil methods, making my women obsessed with evil spirits. Now my life is in full swing."

"I see……"

The black-faced Rakshasa seemed to have guessed this a long time ago, but his tone was still a little heavy: "This person's name is Wang Mang, one of the eighteen registered elders of our Blue Ocean. He is indeed proficient in this way, so no one in the Blue Ocean will provoke him easily. Moreover, this person has been traveling abroad for many years, so it is not so easy to find him."
Chapter completed!