The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"Junior, see Senior!" Chen Fa bowed his fist, showing the respect he deserves.

At this moment, the ancestor Murong was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly turning around to face Chen Fan, his whole body was as thin as a skeleton, and he couldn't even see his original appearance.

Chen Fan took out the lock soul grass from the storage bag and handed it to the other party. Ancestor Murong glanced at it and nodded silently.

"I heard from the back, do you want to go to the upper zone?"

Chen Fan didn't expect the ancestor Murong to ask this suddenly, and nodded silently.

Seeing that the other party suddenly smiled, he immediately said: "It's for a woman."

This sentence made Chen Fan a little puzzled. He never mentioned to anyone what he was going to do in the upper zone. How did the ancestor Murong know?

"Don't think too much, I was young too, knowing what is thinking in the mind of a young man your age."

The ancestor Murong had a sorrowful expression on his face, and his face seemed to have an expression of memories, three points sweet, seven points bitter.

"Is she beautiful?" Murong ancestor said.

Chen Fan nodded: "She is the most beautiful in my heart."

At this moment, in Chen Fan's eyes, ancestor Murong's expression was very strange, as if there was something stuck in his heart.

After hesitating for a long time, he said: "I used to have the same thoughts as you. My wife is also the most beautiful woman in the world, so I came here from the upper zone. My dream is to stay with her. Amphibious."

His expression was thoughtful, as if he was talking and remembering.

"The story is here. It actually ended. A man and a woman have lived a happy life since then. Their offspring even established a huge family, but unfortunately, my story has just begun."

Ancestor Murong's breathing was a bit short, he couldn't stand up anymore, and he was still leaning back, as if he was getting closer to Chen Fan.

"Years later, my wife has fallen, and what I did in the past was only a hundred years of time for myself. In the remaining long years, I have returned to eternal loneliness!"

"Now I understand that for a monk, emotion is the most useless existence, because once a monk has love, it is like a sword broken, and he can no longer exert his due strength!"

Mr. Murong's remarks made Chen Fan frown involuntarily.

After seeing each other, he suddenly felt a sense of depression.

Giving up everything for the sake of love is a singular story, but nowadays, it is unacceptable to hear the deep regret from the person.

Perhaps it is reality that ultimately defeats the feelings.

Perhaps the original eachother, in the face of time, was fragile and vulnerable.

Chen Fan asked himself, will his future become like Murong Patriarch?

After stopping and thinking for a long time, Chen Fan finally figured out everything.

After looking deeply, I just wanted to chat with myself, and take a look at the distressed ancestor Murong. Chen Fan finally said: "Before coming here today, I admire you very much and think you are a role model and worthy of my study."

"But..." Chen Fan said, "We are different!"

"With the passage of time, you regretted the impulse back then, but I will not, because I have the self-confidence, let my woman always follow me, clear all obstacles in the road ahead, to the other side!"

"And anyone who dares to stop me on this road will kill them!"

The murderous words made Murong Patriarch look at Chen Fan again, and he suddenly saw his shadow in Chen Fan's body.

But he was more determined, more confident, and more persistent than he was before!

"Oh... you are right, we are different!"