Son-in-law [Cultivator]

Ming Yan's grandfather is Ming Gaocen, a late Jindan cultivator and the No. 1 Ming family.

It was five years ago that Jiang You heard the name of Ming Gaocen for the first time.At that time, the two young masters of the Ming family were killed in the confused forest, and Ming Fengyu's Taoist mind was unstable and he went mad.So Ming Gaocen asked Ling Jiange for help, and Jiang You heard the name from his taciturn master who was stingy with evaluating any opponent.

The evaluation language accompanying this name is the four words "not to be underestimated".

Later, Jiang You agreed to marry him, and heard the rumors about the old man's deeds - it is said that he was ambitious when he was young, and he challenged the Sifang monks in Xiaoyuanzhou with his bare hands, and he was once known as a "war madman".He was promoted to Jindan at the age of 150, and he once developed the Ming family to its peak, and he has the intention of catching up with the three major sects of Xiaoyuanzhou.At that time, countless people even commented that a new Nascent Soul cultivator would appear in the Ming family.

Just overnight, Ming Gaocen's mind changed drastically for some reason.He gradually faded out of the world's sight, no longer dating anyone, but living in seclusion all day long.Even if the opponent came to the door, he politely rejected the other party, as if he was taken away.

Now, this old man who Dai Ming said "not to be underestimated" is nestled in the southeast corner of Ming's house like a transparent person.Walking all the way from the secret room inherited by the Ming family, the surrounding scenery has changed from lush to sparse.Therefore, many people think that Ming Gaocen suffered serious injuries in his early years, and now that his hidden injuries have recurred, he may not have much time, and he has been abandoned by the entire Ming family.

But Jiang You vaguely felt that this was not the case.

He stood in front of the small courtyard, looking at the two old wooden doors, not daring to neglect in the bottom of his heart: "Junior Jiangyou, pay respects to senior."

The wooden door opened wide with a "squeak", and an old and kind voice came: "Come in."

The sunset is like a piece of brocade.

Contrary to the depression outside, although the whole yard is simple and simple, it is full of vitality.At the end of the field of vision is a small pond, in which there are a few lotus flowers blooming, perhaps covered with sunlight, which looks very gentle and shy; beside it are a few acres of fertile fields, on which are planted spiritual grains and spiritual vegetables, full of green and fresh eyes; In the small room, Ming Gaocen was sitting at the stone table in front of the room, swaying with the rocking chair like a mortal old man.

His hair was half white, and his face was wrinkled.The expression on his face was indescribably complacent, not at all the vigor that a Golden Core cultivator should have.Only his eyes, although peaceful, are complicated and difficult to distinguish, unfathomable.

Beside his rocking chair, there is a small fence around it.A flower protruded from a crack in the fence, as if it had been specially made for him to see.

It was a rose flower.

While Jiang You was looking at him, Ming Gaocen had also looked Jiang You up and down.He finally put his gaze on Jiang You's face, and smiled, "Please sit down."

Jiang You sat down beside him without any hesitation.

Ming Gaocen said gently: "Actually, when Feng Yu asked you to marry me, I didn't agree." He said such a sentence without any warning, and saw that Jiang You's face was just startled, and he returned to his previous calm and respect. His expression was unclear and he smiled, "What about you, the head of Lingjiange is not a closed disciple, why did you come to my Ming family?"

His tone was also very peaceful, without the slightest oppression.It's not an elder questioning a younger generation, it's more like an exchange between peers.

Jiang You recalled that when Fang came to Ming's house, Ming Fengyu once said to him, "I have a chance to bring you to meet my father", but this sentence only came true after he borrowed "The Tale of Forgetful Love".

Jiang You narrowed his eyes: "Because this junior has a question in his mind."

He has always had a question in his mind: Why do most monks in the world think that the way of cultivating immortals is the way of ruthlessness?It is clear that human beings are not plants, even if they become immortals through cultivation, they are still human beings, so how can they be truly ruthless?

Ming Gaocen stared at him deeply, and said sharply: "Because you can't find the answer to a question, you simply overturn what you have learned before?"

Jiang You raised his eyes, his eyes were clear and determined: "If you know everything is wrong, how can you continue to make mistakes with peace of mind?"

"Interesting," Ming Gaocen smiled, "Now, have you found it?"

Jiang You said frankly: "I only know what it is, but I don't know why."

"Such a courageous young man is really rare." Ming Gaocen said, lying back on his reclining chair, closing his eyes and meditating, "The world is not benevolent, and treats all things as straw dogs; the sage is not benevolent, and treats the people as straw dogs. " After finishing speaking, he smiled and said, "It's a pity that the world is still far behind in this realm."

Jiang You didn't speak.

Because Ming Gaocen's words were not wrong.

Too much forgetting love, forgetting love and being fair.But in this world, how many saints have really been accomplished?

Ming Gaocen sighed lightly.

He thought of his son who was obsessed with revenge, and also thought of his two grandsons who were buried underground.

He was thinking, was it right or wrong for him to ask Ming Fengyu to take care of the overall situation and not let his collaterals go?But now, he acquiesced in bringing Ming Fengyu back to Jiang You, and even let them reach such an agreement in private that would damage the family, is it right or wrong?

Ming Gaocen couldn't figure it out.

Since you can't figure it out, there's no need to think about it.

He seemed to have completely forgotten what he was doing when he called Jiang You here, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go, don't come again."

Jiang You froze for a while.

However, people live in this world and cannot be liked by everyone.It's true that Ming Gaocen doesn't value him, so what?

He sorted out his mood, bowed for a while, and finally said: "I still have a question, I hope you can answer it."

Ming Gaocen said leisurely: "Speak."

Jiang Youdao: "What disease does Ming Yan have?" He has already asked two people this question, but not to mention Yan, even Ming Fengyu couldn't explain it clearly.

Ming Gaocen didn't want to answer any questions about the Ming family.But when these words fell, he suddenly stabilized his chair, opened his eyes and stared at Jiang You.

There was obvious surprise in his eyes.

——Ming Gaocen was really surprised.Because in his opinion, Jiang You is too calm and rational.Such a person should not have asked such a question.

But Jiang You still asked.

Because the word love is the most unpredictable and unpredictable thing in this world.

Ming Gaocen's expression became serious: "Ming Yan got it, it's not a disease."

Jiang You finally heard the exact answer: "People have three souls and seven souls, and a blood-blooded body. No matter if they lack any of them, it will cause unpredictable results... What Ming Yan is missing is one soul and two souls."

"The soul is the soul of life, the soul is the soul of the sky and the spirit..." Ming Gaocen sighed softly, "but the soul of life is what we commonly call the soul of man, and it is the foundation of life. But Ming Yan's soul of life , but it is incomplete, not to mention what will happen in the future, it is in front of him, the more he cultivates, the more his life soul rejects his flesh and blood body... Fortunately, he lacks spiritual wisdom so that his talent is dull, and he has no ordinary spiritual root Cultivation is so smooth."

"If you want to cure Ming Yan's 'disease', you must find his three crippled souls... But the world is so big, where is his soul scattered?"

Seeing that Jiang You was stunned, he took another deep look at Jiang You and sighed, "Go ahead, Ming Yan is waiting for you outside." He had already seen that not long after he ordered Jiang You in, Ming Yan So he squatted under the locust tree outside and waited for Jiang You.

But when Jiang You bowed and said goodbye, he changed his words again, "But if you have nothing to do, you can bring a bright banquet to see the old man." He sighed melancholy, "In these days, young people only know how to cultivate , forgetting that the elderly are the ones who need the most care!"

Jiang You left silently, and Ming Gaocen returned to that old, lazy old man who tended flowers and plants leisurely.

He stared at the rose on the fence, and murmured with a smile: "What an interesting young man, seeing him reminds me of me back then..."

The breeze blew, and the rose swayed the flower branches lightly, looking at it as if a beauty was gently nodding her head.

So the tenderness in Ming Gaocen's eyes deepened.

He leaned on his rocking chair and swayed leisurely with his strength. "Squeak, squeak", once.

"He will find the answer he wants from Ming Yan, won't he?"

Night falls.

When Jiang You pushed the door and went out, he saw Ming Yan who was kicking stones in front of the courtyard.He called out subconsciously, and saw Ming Yan rushing up: "Brother."

The only thing missing is a small tail that can be swayed wantonly.

Jiang You caught him, raised his hand and pinched his cheek: "Waiting for a long time?" There was a kind of intimacy in his movements that he didn't even realize, and his eyes were clearly gentle.

Ming Yan nodded: "Grandpa, good or bad, won't let me go in to find you." When he opened the door, he clearly felt a barrier blocking him.

Jiang You thought of the eccentric old man inside, and couldn't help laughing: "En."

After the words fell, there was a roar from behind: "Your grandpa is arranged like this behind the scenes, brat! Go away, it's annoying to watch!"

Ming Yan's eyes widened suddenly.

He stuck out his tongue towards the courtyard, yelled "Grandpa Stinky", then laughed and dragged Jiang You away.

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PS, the word love here does not refer to love, including the "love" forgotten in this article's Taishang Wangqing Jue, and it is not just love.