Finally, she bit her lips and used her snow white hands to reach into her cyan bag after some hesitation…
Yi Yun let out a light sigh and stopped watching them.
The world was filled with anguish.
Everyone ate the same five grains and expirated the same Heaven Earth Yuan Qi, however, everyone’s character was different.
This matter that Yi Yun encountered was just a trifling matter on his martial path, but it made him reflect.
Other than reclusive training, endless killing and exploring mystic realms, warriors also needed to have some ordinary reflection.
By seeing human suffering, birth, death, illness and old age, and even experiencing the great sorrows and joys in life, was a part of martial arts.
Using a sword, one could form one’s “Heart of the Sword”, while those who used sabers, could gain insight into saber intent.
For instance, the Azure Yang Lord’s sword Dao was a result of merging the ups and downs of his life’s joys and sorrows. And all of that was what Yi Yun lacked.
His previous life was mediocre and unexciting, but after his reincarnation, he had experienced the poverty of the Cloud Wilderness. And he had experienced the life and death setback at the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom. However, that was not enough.
He needed even more experience, a longer life filled with even more sorrow and happiness.