“Are you fussing over that bit of money of yours I spent enroute? In the future, when I succeed, even a bit of resources I give you is enough for you to break through to the Yuan foundation. When that happens, you can return home veiled in glory. Alright, if we want to enter the city, hurry up and pay so as to not block the people behind us, or Big Brother Guard will urge us again… ”
As Yi Yun carried on moving forward, the voices of the three people turned distance. He stopped suddenly and turned back to take a glance. He saw the girl named Ah Yu, red in the face as her eyes seemed to be welling with moisture…
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.