The Strongest Soldier in the City

Chen Liuhe watched this unfathomable monk leave with respect on his face and gratitude in his heart.

Sitting on the boulder, watching the morning sun rising slowly into the sky.

Chen Liuhe couldn't help but reverberate in Chen Liuhe's mind everything the old monk had just said.

The shock it brought to him was too strong.

Especially his grandfather Chen Xiantu, it was hard for him to imagine what kind of person he was.

It shocked an era and shocked an era. Even if it has been dead for many years, it can still bring awe to future generations and still make those former opponents feel a third of fear.

"As strong as you are, I can't compete with them or avoid tragic disasters. How high should I climb to suppress them and avenge you." Chen Liuhe murmured in a low voice, full of bitterness. My heart felt as if it was being pressed down by a huge boulder, extremely heavy.

Indeed, at this moment, Chen Liuhe's heart was filled with an unspeakable sadness.

A kind of helplessness filled his heart. This seemed to be a road with no end in sight, vast and endless.

Chen Liuhe once again felt that he was too weak. In front of the strength of the Taishang family, he seemed so insignificant, just like a grain of dust, unable to make any waves.

Chen Liuhe had a wry smile on his face, and that feeling of powerlessness made him feel overwhelmed but unable to do anything.

Regardless of gains and losses, there may be unexpected surprises.

What Monk Yingtian had just said to him suddenly came to his mind.

This made Chen Liuhe look slightly startled.

"Master Yingtian is enlightening himself..." Chen Liuhe let out a long sigh and stared at the rising morning sun in a daze.

Under such a situation, it seems that there is no better way except to maintain such a mentality and hold such thoughts.

"I have been advancing all the way, improving my strength at an incredible speed, constantly getting stronger and making breakthroughs. I thought I was getting closer and closer to revenge."

Chen Liuhe murmured softly: "I didn't expect that that mountain was still the same mountain. It never swayed at all. I have always been an ant sitting in a well and looking at the vast sky..."

Chen Liuhe shook his head mockingly.

After a long time, Chen Liuhe let out a long sigh. At this time, his mentality gradually came under control and became calmer.

The situation is like this, so we can only wait and see.

This is a road with no retreat. If you can't retreat, you can only move forward.

No matter what lies ahead and how many demons and monsters are waiting for him, he still has to bite the bullet!

Since this cannot be changed, no matter how fearful or fearful you are, it is just a fuss.

Instead of putting pressure on yourself, it’s better to relax!

"Chen Liuhe, you are already good enough. Looking at the world, it will be difficult to find someone who can compare with you." Chen Liuhe said to himself, comforting himself.

But this sentence was absolutely correct, and when it came out of his mouth, it didn't sound like he was boasting at all.

In his twenties, he can compete with those old monsters, and he can become invincible in the realm of palace perfection.

If you look around the world, it would be difficult to find another person like this.

I believe many people will agree with this.

After adjusting his mentality, Chen Liuhe sat on this huge rock and looked at the magnificent sky and mountains and rivers in front of him.

In this way, time passed quickly, and it was not until noon that Chen Liuhe returned to the dilapidated small temple hidden in the mountains.

When I came back, Monk Wu Ming was at the door.

Seeing Chen Liuhe, Wu Ming handed Chen Liuhe a yellowed and old book, which was a Buddhist scripture.

Chen Liuhe was startled for a moment, then opened the Buddhist scriptures and glanced at them.

It is full of obscure Buddhist verses, which are extremely profound, but have a kind of magical power that makes people calm.

"Master, is this...?" Chen Liuhe was confused.

"Study carefully. Master asked me to give this Buddhist scripture to you. Although it is not a high-level scripture, it can also help you meditate and cultivate your mind." Wu Ming said with his hands clasped together.

Chen Liuhe smiled slightly, bowed and said, "Master, I'm grateful. Thank you."

Wu Ming hummed softly and then said: "Little donor, there are many things in the world that you can ask for but cannot ask for. The Buddha protects all living beings, not the people who ask for them. A heart as calm as water can also be swept by eighty thousand battles."

After leaving these words, Wu Ming turned around and walked back to the small temple, leaving Chen Liuhe alone there in a daze.

The mind is as calm as water, but it can also be swept by eighty thousand waves.

The domineering tone in the words really shocked Chen Liuhe.

After having a simple fast meal at noon, Chen Liuhe ran to sit on the boulder next to the cliff with the Buddhist scripture in his arms.

Feeling the majesty of nature, flipping through the complicated and difficult-to-understand scriptures.

The content and words in the scriptures were so profound that Chen Liuhe, a monk as tall as two feet in height, was once puzzled.

But at the same time, it also made Chen Liuhe's heart calm and became extremely peaceful and peaceful without even realizing it.

It was as if he had forgotten everything about the outside world, and his mind was focused on this mysterious and profound scripture.

Time passed so quickly, and it was already nightfall in a blink of an eye.

When Chen Liuhe turned against God again, he took a long breath and had to sigh at the profoundness and magnificence of Buddhism.

In this way, in the following time, Chen Liuhe lived an ordinary life every day.

Whenever I have nothing to do, I just study Buddhist scriptures next to the cliff, and my mentality becomes calmer and calmer as time goes by.

Things in the outside world and all hatred seemed to have been completely forgotten by him, and he had no distracting thoughts.

It is worth mentioning that as the days passed, his injuries were almost repaired.

His strength also improved a lot with the life and death battle not long ago, and he became stronger.

However, this did not surprise Chen Liuhe. His state of mind remained as calm as still water.

This kind of calmness of mind surprised even him.

Perhaps this is the invisible change that studying Buddhist scriptures brought to him.

It was strange, but it made Chen Liuhe feel at ease.

Such ordinary days passed in the blink of an eye, more than half a month.

During this half month, Chen Liuhe had no contact with the outside world, not even once with Yang Dingxian.

He seemed to have evaporated from this world, and no one knew his current situation or news.

On this day, the sun sets in the west, night gradually falls, stars appear in the night sky, and a bright moon rises.

Chen Liuhe returned to the small temple as usual.

From a distance, I saw the pair of masters and disciples, monk Yingtian and monk Wuming, standing outside the temple.

Seeing this scene, Chen Liuhe's heart skipped a beat, and his brows subconsciously wrinkled a bit.