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Chapter 1349 - Chapter 1349 Chapter 641 The Differences Between the Three

Chapter 1349: Chapter 641: The Differences Between the Three Gentlemen Chapter 1349: Chapter 641: The Differences Between the Three Gentlemen “`

In this world, there are essentially two methods to doing things: one is waiting for all conditions to mature for conquest, the other is a stubborn determination to forge ahead even when conditions do not exist.

For Tang Luo, Xu Chengyuan was nothing more than an ordinary swordsman, but since he was favored by his younger sister, at the very least, he had to reach this level to be acceptable.

As for providing another way of thinking, it wasn’t that he wanted to dominate or anything like that.

It was purely because he didn’t want to see his little sister’s romantic life be so hard.

In this era, girls are stubborn-minded; once they fall in love with someone, they throw caution to the wind, let alone maintain any clarity or rationality.

If the two were left to their own devices, the outcome could be unpredictable.

With the mentality of loving all that belongs to one’s beloved, Tang Luo felt that lending a hand to this young man named Xu Chengyuan wasn’t a big problem.

But as to whether this lad could make it or not, that would still depend on his own destiny.

It’s better to teach someone to fish than to just give them a fish; the method Tang Luo offered was never a foolproof recipe for unearned riches while sitting at home.

It was about struggling against the current in midstream, a hawk soaring in the vast sky–only those who place each step on crucial points can truly break through the difficulties and obstacles and walk the path of the brave to reach their goals.

As for whether or not one dares to embark on this path, that depends on the man’s perception and courage.

If he steps forth, a hundred boats race on the river, a hawk cleaves the sky.

If he does not step forth, he merely comes to understand himself, a fish swimming in shallow waters.

This arduous decision can only be made by oneself.

Watching Xu Chengyuan falling back into contemplative struggle, Tang Luo smiled and nodded to the ladies inside the carriage, signaling that their discussion was over, and they could return to the main topic at hand.

But having listened to Tang Luo’s words, how could those women resume their normal conversations about rouge and face powder, especially considering it wouldn’t be good to disturb the young man lost in thought.

And so, the journey continued in silence until the carriage arrived at the southwest side of Aran Mountain; servants and artisans filed out, treading another path to set up at the prearranged location.

As for Tang Luo, he acted as the vanguard, leading his wife, mother, and two younger sisters-in-law, sauntering along a trail through the mountains that seemed to have never been walked before, leisurely enjoying the enchanting spring scenery.

With his tall and sturdy physique, as he advanced, a trail sufficient for two to walk side by side with room to spare was forged for those behind him.

And as for any obstructing brambles and shrubs, they were as fragile as spider webs; even the pesky insects and bees, under Tang Luo’s intentionally intimidating aura, kept far away, not to mention any wild beasts of the forest.

Wandering aimlessly in the mountains, the women’s happiness seemed so simple, because one beautiful sight could captivate them for a long time.

Therefore, even with Tang Luo clearing the way ahead, the small outing party’s pace was not quick, and Xu Chengyuan, still deep in thought about his future, was left far behind.

The superior man hears of the Tao and diligently practices it; the average man hears of the Tao and gives it a thought now and again; the inferior man hears of the Tao and laughs loudly at it. If he does not laugh, it is not the Tao.

Those with experience understand that the intrinsic differences between people might be even greater than those of appearance.

Just like the same principle heard by some, who would then firm up their beliefs and take it as a guideline for action.

Such people are revered as superior men, for they are indeed rare; most people possess but average talents.

They are rational, objective, and capable of understanding principles, verbally compliant, and can make some changes, yet it never lasts long or completely.

In a state of confusion, unfit for a higher place and with nowhere to retreat, they are mostly propelled along by circumstances and are helpless against it, often being useful to those above them.

But being of use implies usefulness, and apart from the superior and average men, there are many more who are inferior men.

Those whose spiritual roots have not awakened and whose intellect is not apparent, who naturally reject whatever teaching or principle they hear, thinking themselves wise and shrewd, as if they see through the affairs of the world, will laugh and mock when they hear of the Tao.

This is what Zen often says: the wise man regards afflictions as the path to enlightenment; the foolish man regards the path to enlightenment as afflictions.

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The most precious and sublime technique, when heard by a mundane person without the necessary aptitude, becomes nothing more than a source of dull amusement.

So, for the Eldest Senior Brother of the Five Absolute Sword Sect, is he a superior person, an average person, or just a commoner?

Walking at the very front, Tang Luo occasionally looked back, peering through the crowd at Xu Chengyuan whose expression kept changing, deep in thought.

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Beside Fallen Rainbow Waterfall, at Feihong Cliff

This was the chosen campground for this spring outing.

Who knows what kind of divine artisans these craftsmen are, in just a few short hours they had constructed a two-section bamboo grove.

With side rooms and kitchens all complete, the brought-along cooks and servants were already starting to light fires for cooking.

As Tang Luo, the top glutton of Xiehe, was about to sit down to eat, he heard a secret message transmitted to him; turning around, it was none other than Xu Chengyuan.

Helpless, he had to circle around the dining table, leaving the bamboo grove behind to head towards the waterfall, curious to hear the final decision of this cousin from the Xu Family.

“I want to, try it.”

“Oh, then give it a try.”

Tang Luo seemed quite indifferent to Xu Chengyuan’s decision.

“I’m truly grateful for Tang Tianjiao’s guidance for Chengyuan, regardless of success or failure, I shall never forget this debt of gratitude!”

Xu Chengyuan bowed to Tang Luo with earnest solemnity.

“Actually, it’s not really a favor.”

Tang Luo waved his hand, “I just provided a thought, you’re the one who has to do it. If you succeed, it’s all thanks to your own ability. If you fail, it could waste two years of your life, so don’t thank me too soon.”

What guaranteed plan is there? Even his own path to strength had been revised over and over, and it was already at version 5.0.

Not to mention Xu Chengyuan’s path to fame, full of competition and uncertainty.

Although Longzhou’s population isn’t as dense as places like Tian Nan and Zhongzhou, it too boasts a martial spirit, leading to numerous prominent families.

In such a situation, Tang Luo certainly doesn’t think that the fate of the entire region would fall solely to Longxi, especially in an era of great conflict where it’s hard to predict if many dark horses will emerge suddenly.

After one season of quiescence, who knows how many extraordinary talents will appear in the martial arts competition two years from now.

If he encounters a few strong warriors from the Fierce Realm, then this path to fame will indeed be fraught with hardships.

The Spiritual Power that could be harnessed by unity of spirit and intent was just 9999 points, a whole three times less than what a warrior just entering the Fierce Realm had, and that’s not even factoring in physical strength or the enhancement of the soul.

If you added it all up, the direct difference in combat power could reach more than six times, which explains why crossing levels to fight is an especially difficult endeavor.

Even if Xu Chengyuan reached the Sword Fusion Realm, without the amplification of his sword physique and soul, the unity of five sword intents would only be on par with a Xuan-level Spirit Art in terms of might.

Looking at it this way, for this young fellow to gain fame smoothly may indeed be a difficult task.

“Eldest Brother Chengyuan, Big Brother, it’s time to go back for the meal.”

Little Nuannuan, who had appeared at some point on the waterfall cliff, called out to the two men with her sweet voice.

“There’s no rush for zealous advancement, we’re here today for a spring outing, let’s go in for a meal first.”

After a casual remark to Xu Chengyuan, Tang Luo turned and walked toward the bamboo grove.