Chapter 137

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Chapter 137: The Strange Elderly

The mysterious sphere of light in Su Yi’s mind suddenly burst forth at this moment, with a force of absorption gushing out.

In the next moment, the Yuan Stone on his palm turned into a pile of powder, losing its glow and becoming just like the Yuan Stone in Man City that day, all before Su Yi could fully react.

Su Yi frowned and again took out a stone to try.

However, the result was the same: the mysterious sphere of light in his mind immediately surged forth, devouring the energy of the Yuan Stone, which was then directly absorbed.

Su Yi gave up and stopped trying.

Su Yi was a little helpless, it was normal to lose something when you gain others.

Other martial artists could absorb Yuan stones to accelerate their cultivation, but his body contained a mysterious sphere of light, preventing him from relying on Yuan stones for his cultivation.

But after thinking carefully, Su Yi felt that this did not affect him much.

Anyway, cultivating in the mysterious space could also speed up his pace of spiritual cultivation.

And that mysterious space could nourish elixir medicines and had other functions like producing medical fluid.

Late at night.

Under the moonlight, the vast expanse of the hills lay silent in the twilight, silent against the sky, vast and endless.

Su Yi stood at the top of the mountain, looking at the bright moon high above the sky, and feeling the quiet night.

Su Yi was deep in thought with various feelings in his heart.

After arriving in this world, he experienced a lot, his past life was meaningless, and at first, he thought that in this different world, he would have some achievements, but now, he had still been hiding in this demon-filled forest.

His grandfather, who loved him more than anyone else in this world, had suffered a serious injury, and he feared that his grandfather wouldn’t live much longer.

　………………”

Thinking of this, Su Yi could only sigh and started reading out poems: “What trace remains of Wu’s brave king, Sun Quan? Towers and pavilions where girls danced and sang, Your glory swept away by wind and rain; The slanting sunlight falls on grass and trees, small lanes, the quarters of the humble folk. Yet here, they say, Liu Yu lived. I think of the days gone by when, with a gilded spear and an iron-clad steed, he charged like a tiger to swallow up vast territories. In the days of Yuanjia, hasty preparations were made to march to the Langju Xu Mountains, but the men of Song were routed from the north. Now, forty-three years have passed, and looking north, I remember the beacon fires that blazed the way to Yangzhou; bitter memories these. Of sacred crows among the holy drums, in the Tartar emperor’s temple… Who will ask old Lian Po if he still enjoys his food?”

At last, Su Yi’s voice became louder and louder, echoing in the deep night sky.

The night breeze caressed gently, the garment robe floated, and at this moment, Su Yi’s eyes shone, he did not want to be like that in this life anymore.

“Good, good, good…”

Suddenly, a voice came, which sounded faint and filled with the vicissitudes of life.

“Who is that!”

Su Yi was surprised and looked back while following the sound, and there was an elderly man who was standing behind him without him noticing.

He was an old man of sixty, thin but tough, with deep wrinkles on his neck, a black toga, and brown sunken eyes. He was holding a big wine gourd which had a strong scent of wine in his hand.

“A strong one!”

Su Yi backed a few steps, this man appeared at night in the Grand Beast Canyon quietly behind his back, which was absolutely strong, unfathomable.

“Judging by your voice, you sound young. Don’t be afraid. As long as you don’t provoke me, this old man won’t fight you. I just heard your poem, and with the lingering effects of the wine, I had some thoughts.” The old man looked at Su Yi calmly, as if he could sense Su Yi’s tension despite the cloak and mask.

“Greetings to fellow senior.” Su Yi held his fist and bowed in respect but he was still cautious, although he was a little relieved.

“We are strangers, there is no senior or junior between us, did you write this poem?” The old man looked at Su Yi with curiosity.

“This poem is not mine, I was just lamenting, sorry that I’ve disturbed you, senior. This junior will leave now.” Su Yi was planning to leave. It was better to leave early especially in the middle of the night in the demonic grand canyon.

“Wait, I said don’t worry, just don’t worry.”

The old man called out to Su Yi, and held the wine gourd up to drink, then looked at Su Yi and said, “I would like to know, what were you lamenting about. You sound like you have something in your heart by listening to the poem.”

Looking at the old man, Su Yi did not dare to leave.

The mysterious old man might suddenly hate him, he could not even hit one of his little fingers.

　 Anyway, it seemed that the old man really had no malicious intentions toward him, so he dared not leave, Su Yi simply sat down and planned to see what was coming.

Looking at the old man, Su Yi said, “In truth, there weren’t too many emotions involved. I just feel that life is like a vast ocean with endless waves. Live as vibrantly as a blooming summer flower, and die as peacefully as an autumn leaf. Even if one cannot be like General Wei Qing, there will still be blood spilled and gunfire. A veteran thoroughbred in the stable still dreams of the wilds; a man of action, though advanced in years, still aspires to great exploits. The blade will remain sharp, drinking blood on the battlefield.”

“Good, good, good…”

The elderly man kept praising him. This time the look he gave Su Yi was filled with eagerness as he was excited and said, “Good Poem. A veteran thoroughbred in the stable still dreams of the wilds; A man of action, though advanced in years, aspires after great exploits, the blade will still be sharp, drinking blood from the battlefield.”

“Thank you, senior.” Su Yi smiled lightly. He was just reciting what he was feeling. After coming to this world, he did not want to waste his life and wanted to fulfill his dreams.

“Haha, I didn’t expect to meet a young man like you in this demon-filled forest. Take off your cloak and mask, although you should be hiding from someone, but this old man will protect you tonight, could you have a drink with this old man?”

The old man looked at Su Yi and handed the big wine gourd in his hand to him.

Su Yi hesitated for a while, and then directly removed the cloak and mask, revealing his nice-looking face whose complexion was not fair.

In the moonlight, Su Yi’s figure was tall and straight, with a pair of long and thin eyes under his sword-like eyebrows, shining with a bright light, deep and sharp.

Looking at Su Yi’s appearance, the elderly man briefly displayed an expression of inexplicable surprise. He hadn’t expected the young man before him to be even younger than he had imagined, and the peculiar attire draped over his back naturally drew attention.

“Okay, I will accept your offer.” Su Yi smiled, took the old wine gourd, and drank it straight up. He had an arrogant aura in him which seemed to be inborn.

“Cough…”

After just a mouthful of wine, Su Yi almost spat it out.

The wine was too strong, so his throat felt as if it was being scraped by a knife, and it gave out a heavy breath as if his throat was about to burst out smoke, and then it spread all over his body.

“What a strong wine.” Su Yi was a little embarrassed. He did not expect the wine would be so strong.

“This is a good thing, it took a lot of energy for this old man to get it. It might benefit you a lot after you drink it.” said the old man with a faint smile.

“Is that so…”

Su Yi was stunned, staring at the big wine gourd, and then he again took a big and generous gulp.