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Chapter XIX

Li Ye's words caused Song Huang Men to be momentarily at a loss for words. He could not find any reason to refute Li Ye. He could only explain: "People die. As long as your martial arts cultivation level is high, you will not die."

Li Ye sneered at Song Huangmen, "Is your cultivation high?"

Song Huangmen had already guessed what Li Ye's next sentence was, but he did not give up and said: "My cultivation... It can be considered high. "

"Such a high level of cultivation would cause such a situation to occur, and even appear before me covered in blood. How can I believe in martial arts cultivation?" Li Ye was asking Song Huangmen, and also asking himself.

He had once valued cultivation so highly, but in the end, he had been injured by the cultivation base he valued so much, over and over again.

Even Li Ye himself could not tell whether his martial arts was good or not.

"What I said was …" Song Huang Men could not think of any reason, and after hesitating for a long time, he decided to give up. He leaned back on the stone chair and let out a depressed sigh.

"Sigh." Li Ye let out a long sigh and swept his gaze over the books beside him. With this commotion, he had no mood to read anymore.

"Xi Wen, practice martial arts, what's the difference?" Li Ye looked at the hand in his hand. He didn't want to flip a page. "When I learn it, it's all used to harm people. It hurts one, it hurts one."

Looking at his callused hands, he said in a low voice: "Learning literature, learning martial arts all depends on yourself. If you want to use the essay to kill someone, you can kill them. If you want to save someone, you can also save that person.

"The human heart, the human heart." Li Ye covered his heart and kept mumbling.

If the human heart wants it, it will be bad. If the human heart wants it, it will be good, it will be good, I have seen a paper that can kill millions of enemies, and I have also seen a paper that can send orders to harm countless people. Song Huangmen had been by Li Heng's side all year round, and could be considered to have read a lot of people. He had seen situations like Li Ye's, where he had nothing but strength and a lack of heart.

This kind of person, once released from the cage in his heart, would be like a fish leaping over a dragon gate and roaming the nine heavens.

He had seen a few people like Li Ye who possessed astounding strength, but the knot in his heart was tightly holding him back.

Li Kedi who seized the throne counted, Li Keji who avoided politics counted, and Li Ye who studied literature counted.

Li Kedi had untied the knot in his heart and unleashed a huge amount of energy to seize Li Heng's position, while Li Keji had not untied it, which was also because he was unwilling to untie it. Family relationships were a knot for him, and whenever undid the knot, he would make the Great Wei tremble.

Li Ye's situation was a bit special. From the point of view of Song Huangmen, Li Ye's knot in his heart seemed to be out of fear?

What was there to be afraid of?

Song Huangmen couldn't understand. He wasn't like a worm in Li Ye's stomach; he didn't know what Li Ye was afraid of.

Was he afraid that his hard work would lead him to nothing, or was he afraid that he would fail in his studies?

Not really.

Li Ye was afraid that he would fail just like he had learned literature and martial arts. He was afraid that he would end up bringing pain to his family and himself. He was afraid that if he were to learn literature or martial arts, he would become a tool to harm others.

Song Huangmen's words gave him some inspiration, letting him understand that these foreign objects were moved by the human heart, but he was still afraid. What if his heart was originally bad?

Li Ye did not dare to think too much. He did not even have the courage to think for a while.

Looking at Li Ye, who was trembling all over, Song Huang Men was also a little confused. He had suddenly become like this.

"Kid, what are you thinking about?" Song Huang Men roared at Li Ye.

Li Ye trembled all over. The book in his hand was scared out of his wits. He didn't even have time to pick it up before he hurriedly ran back to his room and tightly locked the door, afraid that anyone would barge in.

Li Ye took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. Leaning against the door, his legs were weak as he slowly slid down and sat on the door. He didn't say anything but just stared into the darkness of the room, lost in thought.

"The heart, the heart."

Li Ye repeated these two words repeatedly. He wanted to see them clearly, but he couldn't …

At least he couldn't do it now.

Song Huangmen's words were just an introduction. He had pulled the knot in Li Ye's heart out ahead of time so that Li Ye could face the knot in his heart.

The only thing Li Ye could do was to avoid the knot in his heart and bury it deep in his heart. Although doing so would make the knot more and more complicated, if one day Li Ye could really face his own knot in his heart, then this knot would open up on its own.

Because he had lost his cultivation and martial arts, he chose to study literature. Or did he want to harm others because he did not have martial arts as a method?

Li Ye couldn't explain it himself either. He could only sit on the ground and stare blankly. There was no answer to the questions he had inside.

He wanted to ask for the answer, but he couldn't.

"… …"

Within the black shadow, a slender man looked at the old man in front of him and said in a low voice, "Master Liang, you gave that thing to him?"

As for the Liang Shi that the man spoke of, he was an old man without legs, sitting on a wheelchair.

He looked at the man in the black shadow and his face turned ugly. He said coldly, "I gave it to you, or I didn't give it to you. Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Yes, it still matters a lot." The man whispered.

Liang Shi sneered, "You want that thing?" Your appetite is still as big as ever, and you want to swallow everything, regardless of whether you can eat it or not. "

The man laughed. "As long as you give me that thing, I'll swallow it down even if my stomach bulges."

"Aren't you afraid of being overpowered?" Liang shi's tone towards the man had always been ice-cold, and he didn't have the slightest bit of unnecessary emotion.

"Yes, but I'm more afraid of starving to death." The man smiled. From start to finish, he didn't care about Liang shi's tone.

Liang Shi said mockingly, "Starved to death? If you had already starved to death, who knows how many people in this world would have starved to death by then?"

"Not much, just a few tens of thousands." The man laughed.

"Several tens of thousands?" Astonishment finally appeared on Liang Shi's ice-cold face, but he quickly recovered. He said coldly, "Your appetite is really amazing. It shouldn't be a problem for so many people to eat a few fish, right?"

"Eating the falcon won't be a problem!" The man laughed.

"If all these things can be eaten, why did you come to me for such a small amount of meat?" Liang shi frowned as he said in disgust.

"Mosquitoes' legs are meat, there's no use swallowing such a small amount of it." The man smiled and said, "But I don't seem to have said that I want to eat that piece of meat. I seem to have kept talking about whether or not you gave that thing to him."

"He gave it to me, he ate it too!" Martial Elder Liang sighed as he muttered.