Chapter 122 Young Fang Yuan! Hu is Gu Yue! “He thought:”"Even if I work so hard, what can I do? The cold and cruel reality of Grade C qualifications will hit me, the gap will extinguish my enthusiasm, and the setbacks will dissipate my excitement. How long can this enthusiasm and this effort last?" "Afterwards, the caravan Fang Yuan was in was ambushed by bandits. In order to save the young master in the caravan, the bearded Gu cultivator was severely injured and poisoned." "Fang Yuan saw this and asked the young master to use the healing insect to treat the bearded uncle, but he refused." "My healing insect is extremely precious and has a limited number of uses. How can I waste it on a nobody like you?" "Fang Yuan was furious, and the bearded uncle beside him woke up and quickly stopped him." "Fang Yuan, don't go against the young master, otherwise you will be the only one who suffers. How can a small person like us use such a precious healing Gu?" "Fang Yuan choked up and cried, extremely sad." Lu Li took a sip of tea. At this moment, the comments were one after another: "Did I hear correctly? Someone like Fang Yuan would cry? This is too much of a contrast." "I can't imagine the Immortal Master crying. I thought the Immortal Master was born with such a hard heart." "This kind of person is the most terrifying. Youhun is cold-hearted by nature and likes killing, while Fangyuan has been changed little by little by the environment. Once this kind of person achieves something, it is simply unimaginable."
…… Lu Li continued: "Uncle Huzi saved Fang Yuan's life during the battle. To repay him for saving his life, Fang Yuan decided to secretly leave the team and pick a herb that can relieve the toxin." "Fang Yuan climbed up the mountain wall, letting the cold wind blow him, and collected the herbs with great difficulty." "He brought the herbs back, but the bearded man's condition still hadn't improved. He was breathing weakly and was obviously close to death." "On his deathbed, the bearded man told Fang Yuan:" "I once had the same big dream as you." "It's just that my qualifications are too poor, and I ended up like this." "Haha, the world is too big, and we are too small." "When I was little, I wanted to be a man of great stature, like those legendary figures of the righteous path. When I was a teenager, I thought it would be nice to be the head of a clan. When I was young, it would be great to be a family elder. After middle age, I was exiled by my family and found that I could be satisfied if I could support myself and the poisonous insects in my body." "Fang Yuan, you must have read The Ancestor of Mankind, and you must have heard the story of the villain climbing out of the abyss of mediocrity..." "We are all villains, and we all want to get out of the abyss of mediocrity..." "Alas...you must hold on, Fang Yuan...live on, hold on!" "For little people like us, crying and shouting is useless. No one will hear us. We can only persevere on our own!" "Keep going! Until you achieve greatness and transcend mediocrity! Or... die!" "After that, he passed away." "Fang Yuan buried Uncle Hu Zi. He stood in front of the grave with tears streaming down his face." "He remembered what the bearded man told him." "Fang Yuan silently swore that he would never do this and let his dreams wither with age!" "The boy cries, the boy leaves"
…… The teahouse was quiet. After a long time, a sobbing sound was heard. It was Jin Fuer. She rubbed her eyes with tears and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, I made you all laugh. Mr. Lu said it so well. I was so into the role." Su Huanzhen standing by also had red eyes. Except for Sun Li, all the other strong men in the field had a trace of sadness on their faces. On Junziyu, the comments flooded in like a flood, almost covering up half of the screen: "I beg you, Mr. Lu, I am just an ordinary cultivator, please don't mess with me. I collected all the crystals to post these bullet comments. I just want to listen to a book, not to be tortured. If you do this, why should I live!" “Wow… my defense was broken too. I just realized that Gu Yue is the Chinese character Hu. When he was young, he was another Gu Yue Fang Yuan.” "Rest in peace, Uncle Hu Zi! I will also keep persevering and will never let my dream be eroded!" "Alas... maybe when the bearded uncle died, the passionate, kind and upright young man Fang Yuan had already died..." "Send Uncle Beard!" …… "Wow, this makes me cry...Mr. Lu, you have to compensate me for my tears!" In a restaurant somewhere, Hu Shiyi kept wiping his tears, his nose twitching: "Shopkeeper, come here! I want to send the bearded man on his way!" "First, post a hundred comments worth 100,000 Mysterious Crystals! Then I'll send off the bearded uncle!" She took out a large amount of seal jade that she had just exchanged from Qiankun Bank and threw it heavily on the table. …… In a restaurant somewhere in Daliang, the old man looked at the comments on the screen with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Humans are so sentimental, they love to feel grief over the death of others. They are such a weak race!" After he finished cursing, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face again: "Master Shengtong, I have persisted for ten thousand years, and now I have finally waited for your arrival... Don't worry, I will definitely rescue you safely." A cold look flashed across his pupils as he stared closely at Lu Li on the screen. …… In the teahouse, everyone's emotions were moved by the overwhelming barrage of comments. Patriarch Feng Hai took a sip of the bitter tea and looked at Sun Li on the other side, only to see that the fat man was staring at the barrage with his eyes shining and muttering to himself: "One hundred, two hundred, three hundred... We are really rich this time!" Patriarch Feng Hai almost spit out his tea. He didn't expect that Fatty Sun was actually counting the comments. "Boss Sun, you really only care about money..." Ancestor Feng Hai couldn't help but complain. Sun Li shook his head: "Hey, brother Feng Hai, I see everyone is so sad, actually I really want to be with you guys, but when I saw so many comments, the sadness was immediately washed away by the joy." "Each of these comments is made of shiny black crystals! How can I resist?" "Mr. Lu is really a genius. He can fool so many people with just a story. I can't even count the Xuan crystals without getting cramps." Patriarch Feng Hai was completely speechless.
At this moment, Lu Li unfolded the other side of the Mountain and River Fan and said: "Then let's stop here for today's storytelling. Ladies and gentlemen, I have finished the first two lines of the opening poem when I started to tell the story of 'The Legend of the Great Love Immortal'." "And tomorrow is the second to last line: Ten thousand immortals retreat on the upstream river, love is no match for the tears of persistence!" "It would be great if my little teahouse could be filled with people who have reached the Saint Realm tomorrow, so that I, Lu, would have motivation to talk about books!" "If you want to know what happened next time, let's listen to the explanation!" (End of this chapter)