Chapter 584

The man in purple is not qualified to refute the elder's decision, but in his heart, he is also full of curiosity about the Muyi. After all, the Terran has one more peerless Tianjiao, which is a great good thing for the whole Terran. Unfortunately, his qualification was limited at the beginning, and for some special reasons, he can only take the road of pseudo heaven and man.

Although we have been making up for our roots over the years, it is not so easy to make mistakes once and then try to correct them again? At the beginning, he knew that he had been moved after the birth of the blood king, but he knew that in his capacity, it was impossible to rush out, otherwise it would lead to greater consequences, so he could only secretly regret in his heart.

However, thinking of what the elder said just now, Mu Yi actually got the general liantai, that is, the Taoist foundation of the blood king. Of course, it is impossible to forcibly occupy or rob in his capacity, but as the Lord of Jingzhou City, he also has his own savings over the years.

Although the blood King's Lotus foundation is precious, it is not priceless. Even compared with Mu Yi, it is obviously not more important in his mind. Therefore, as long as he is willing to pay enough chips, he can not change some of the lotus foundation.

In this way, coupled with his many years of compensation, he may have a chance to see a real heaven and man again. Although it is not absolute, it is at least a hope.

However, all this can only be carried out after the elder meets the other party and determines that the other party really comes from the human race and has no problem. As for using the strong, he never thought that a strong person who can defeat the satin king and force him to play the greatest card itself shows that the opposite party belongs to the same level as him.

A realm only has Tao's great success, and it has caught up with his young strong man. It makes people envy and envy when you think about it.

This kind of envy has nothing to do with jealousy. It's just a pure instinct.

All afternoon, Muyi was immersed in those books. The old man looked in quietly at the door several times. He saw that Muyi was just reading seriously and showed a heartfelt smile on his face. The whole person seemed to be full of strength. He even walked outside and saw everyone smiling, which made many neighbors who knew him curious.

However, the old man just laughed but didn't say anything, and didn't spread Muyi's things. Otherwise, if these people disturb, Muyi will certainly feel uneasy. What's more, reading needs to be quiet, so he can only enjoy this happiness alone.

After shopping, the old man went back. When he was about to enter his house, he suddenly got dark and didn't know anything.

"Squeak!"

The slight sound of opening the door woke Muyi. Looking up, he just saw the old man come in. Muyi saw that it was not early outside, so he put the book back on the shelf.

"Xiao Yi, how's it going?" the old man asked. Mu Yi also took the initiative to tell him the name.

"Old man, I can see that your son is a book lover. These books have helped me a lot." Muyi said sincerely. At least now, he has a complete understanding of the whole hell. He is no longer as hazy as before.

"It's good to be helpful, it's good to be helpful." the old man looked at the books in the cupboard and said again and again. His look seemed to have a trace of memory. It should be that he thought of his late son again.

"Xiao Yi, would you mind listening to the old man tell a story?" the old man suddenly asked.

"Don't mind, uncle, please tell me." Mu Yi said. At the moment, he had vaguely expected what the other party was going to tell, but he didn't have any impatience, but showed a serious face.

"Eighteen years ago, I picked up a child at the door. At that time, it was cold and the child was almost unconscious. I don't know why. At the first sight of him, I really liked him. I took him to the doctor and finally saved him. Since then, I adopted him, and he has become my only son. I named him Zhao Wu."

"Zhao Wu is sensible and not naughty since childhood. Other children are playing. He will help me work. He learned to cook at a young age and never let me worry about it."

"When he was ten years old, the nearby martial arts school recruited disciples. I sent him, but he failed. That was the first time Zhao Wu locked himself in the house and cried. He cried all night. At that time, I stood at the door all night."

"I was going to ask someone to accept him the next day, but Zhao Wu told me that he wanted to study. At least it was much easier than the martial arts school. So I sent him to school. Zhao Wu was very smart and often praised by the master of the school. But I found that he was not as happy as before, and he often sneaked into the yard when I fell asleep He thought I was asleep when he practiced martial arts, but in fact, I was watching him. "

"Slowly, Zhao Wu grew up and read more and more books. In fact, the books here are written by him word by word, one by one. It is his painstaking efforts over the years. If I die in the future, these books will be donated to the school so that more children can learn these things."

"But I know that he always has a dream of becoming a warrior. After all, if he wants to protect himself in the underworld, he must first become strong. Until one day, he left me a letter and left without saying goodbye. That day, I know he knelt at the door, kowtowed to me and walked away with tears. I could have stopped him and told him not to go, but I don't want to be angry For me, let him leave regret. "

"This is three years! Every day, I pray for him. I don't ask him to become a peerless strong man. It's enough to hope that he can return in peace."

"Until one day, a martial artist came to the door with a letter, a gun and a bow in his hand. At that time, I knew that my Zhao Wu would never come back. The martial artist told me that Zhao Wu didn't disappoint me. He became a martial artist and was still a second-rate high hand. Unfortunately, he was killed by the demon clan when rescuing a village in the wilderness."

"It's false to say there is no regret. Sometimes I often think, if I didn't name him Zhao Wu, what would it be if I called him? Would he not leave or die? Just I think, if I can't complete my dream, he must be unhappy. I can't let him give up his dream because of my selfishness and reluctance to give up."

"After all, who didn't dream when he was young? Even I did, but I wasn't as brave as Zhao Wu. He did what he wanted to do. Although he died in the end, I believe he won't regret it."

"And he died to save my Terran compatriots, so I will be proud of him."