Seeing Ye Junze standing there thinking quietly about something, Meng Yuan did not disturb him. Anyway, he will always ask himself in the future. Meng Yuan thought like this and ignored it.
And Ye Junze thought about the battlefield that appeared in the picture just now, the figure of the man holding the sword, and the original appearance of Xiao Ding. All of these touched him greatly, although he had known this path of cultivation for a long time. It won't be smooth, but it's the first time I've seen such a scene where all the monks are fighting, and my mind is still affected. Ye Junze couldn't help but think, would he face such a thing one day? If that day really comes, how will I face it?
After thinking carefully for a long time, Ye Junze couldn't think of his own answer. He shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it. No matter what, you won't know until something happens. It's useless to worry about things now, and it will only increase your worries. After thinking about it clearly, Ye Junze no longer struggled, but there were still some things that he had to ask clearly. With this thought in mind, Ye Junze spoke.
"Meng Yuan." Ye Junze shouted into the air.
"Here, what do you want?" Meng Yuan responded respectfully.
"You must have seen the scene Xiao Ding showed just now," Ye Junze said.
Mengyuan's voice came: "Yes, I saw it."
"Then you have nothing to say to me?" Ye Junze asked.
"If you have anything to ask, just ask. If I know, I will tell you." Meng Yuan said.
"I want to know what happened on the battlefield just now?" Ye Junze immediately expressed his doubts.
Meng Yuan slowly explained: "I don't know the specific reason, and I can't count how long it has been since that war. What I only know is that after that incident, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fell into chaos. Until the end, the spiritual energy was almost cut off, and that was also the darkest time in the history of spiritual practice. After the war started, there was no light in the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon lost their color, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the rivers and seas flowed backwards. Countless practitioners suffered in that war Lives were lost. I don’t know how long the war lasted, but it ended as if without warning, and I don’t know the reason.”
"Do you know who the man just now is? He seems to be very strong. He can face thousands of troops by himself. He looks very powerful." Ye Junze praised with admiration in his eyes.
"You know, he was a very famous genius in the cultivation world at that time, and he was also the most powerful monk at that time. There were few opponents among his generation. Whether he was competing with others or facing enemies, he could kill them all with one sword. It can be said that It is synonymous with strength." Meng Yuan answered dutifully.
I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Ye Junze felt that he could hear Meng Yuan's attitude of great admiration for that man from Meng Yuan's tone. You know, Meng Yuan has never had such obvious emotions in such a long time. while talking. Ye Junze, who originally thought he had discovered something remarkable, was about to continue feeling it, but Meng Yuan returned to his previous state, as if the praise just now was really just his illusion. After careful consideration, there was no result, and Ye Junze stopped feeling it. Think about it, after all, you still have many questions to ask.
Ye Junze asked again: "The huge cauldron on the battlefield just now, and the small cauldron in the man's hand, are they the small cauldron now?" Although Ye Junze already had the answer in his heart, he still wanted to confirm his guess. So he spoke with a questioning tone.
Meng Yuan gave an affirmative answer this time, confirming Ye Junze's guess. He only heard Meng Yuan reply: "Yes."
At this time, Ye Junze felt relieved. Although he still regretted that the small tripod had become so useless now, it was indeed an amazing magical weapon at one time, wasn't it? A magic weapon used by such a powerful person must be very powerful.
Ye Junze thought like this and said: "I believe what you said now, but this little tripod was damaged in that war. Are you sure I still have hope of repairing it?"
"I believe you can do it." Meng Yuan said seriously.
"You believe me, but I don't believe in myself." Ye Junze complained feebly, "You yourself said that the war broke the mountains and rivers, and maybe the missing parts of the small tripod were buried thousands of meters deep. It’s underground.”
"Everything has a cause and an effect. Since the small cauldron is in your hands today, it means that you are destined to it, and it also means that you are the best person to complete the small cauldron." Meng Yuan responded.
Ye Junze immediately replied: "If it is this kind of fate that I don't know if I can achieve in this life, I would rather not."
"The matter has come to this, you still have to look forward. Think on the bright side, what if the missing part suddenly appears in front of you like the little tripod today." It was obviously a joke, but it made him laugh. Mengyuan said it seriously, which actually made Ye Junze feel that such a thing might really happen.
Thinking of this, Ye Junze shook his head and thought to himself: "How could it be possible? No one would believe this kind of thing, let alone what Mengyuan said would happen to him." Although what Ye Junze was thinking in his heart was, if If something like this really happened, that's not bad. I hope what Meng Yuan said will become true. In this way, Ye Junze comforted himself paradoxically. Fortunately, Mengyuan didn't know what he was thinking. If he knew, he would seriously say that he was daydreaming.
After his doubts were answered by Meng Yuan, Ye Junze began to think about what happened that night. First, he had an inexplicable task of completing Xiaoding, and then he saw a war that had lasted for an unknown period of time. He met an extremely powerful monk and gained an understanding of Xiaoding's past glory. However, the more he thought about the powerful and extraordinary appearance of the small tripod in the picture, and how it became like this after it was in his hands, Ye Junze couldn't help but feel sad. Thinking about completing the small tripod, Ye Junze suddenly felt that there was a long way to go.
Ye Junze shook his head. It was useless to think about it now. He had better seize the time to practice. It would be great if one day he could be like the man in the picture. Thinking about this, Ye Junze suddenly had the motivation to practice.
"Okay, I won't think about these troublesome things anymore. I'm going to practice." Ye Junze said.
"Okay." After Meng Yuan's voice came from the air, Ye Junze calmed down, sat down cross-legged, assumed a training posture, and began to practice.
