Just when the master's figure disappeared completely, Mo Huaisan breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time, Tang Yu's voice came from the room.

"Little Sanzi, don't hide, come in."

...... ...... of the Olympiad Could it be that the protagonist always knew that he was outside? Mo Huaisan, who thought he was hiding well, was heartbroken.

With a broken glass heart, the third son walked into Tang Yu's room and stood at the door, his mood was a little apprehensive.

"Little Sanzi, you also heard the master's words, what do you think?"

After all, Tang Yu is a teenager who once lived in the twenty-first century, and he is naturally very eager to become a martial arts master and immortality, but it is a pity that he has always been taught to be materialistic, how can he not accept the fact of cultivation, after all, it is much more difficult to accept than learning martial arts.

"Q...... Ask me? Tang Yu's question made Mo Huaisan can't help but point to his nose and ask Tang Yu, at this moment he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this plot, he originally wrote it, but Tang Yu was happy to tell the master that he was willing to cultivate the truth.

"Yes, little third son, what do you think? Xiuzhen, is that what the world wants? "Tang Yu looked a little dazed, the Emperor of the Red Chamber was the latest chapter.

Mo Huaisan scratched his head, Xiuzhen? Actually, it's pretty good, right, so young master...... Thinking of this, he said very simply: "Young master, it's useless for you to ask me about this, more importantly, what do you think, I think cultivation is really good, after all, the stronger the strength, the less others can hurt themselves, isn't it?" ”

Mo Huaisan remembered that the world he set up at the beginning was also respected by the strong, and if he wanted not to be bullied, he had to be strong.

Mo Huaisan's words were very reasonable, but Tang Yu was still at a loss, and he continued to speak: "Is it really good to cultivate the truth?" If we cultivate the truth, we can live for a long time, but the people around us cannot, and sooner or later, there will be only our own left between the whole heaven and earth. ”

How many people in this world can endure loneliness and loneliness? Tang Yu: He is just a very good boy who has always been protected. He thought about it a lot, and if he cultivated it himself, then the master will grow old, the little third son will grow old, and then the whole world will only be left with himself, so what's the point?

"Young master, this is different, don't you have no relatives anymore? The master is also cultivating the truth, so you won't be alone. ”

Mo Huaisan didn't know what Tang Yu was struggling with, so he didn't have to be so embarrassed about this matter, he happily agreed.

"Does the little third son want me to cultivate the truth?"

Tang Yu didn't respond to Mo Huaisan's words, but asked.

Do you want Tang Yu to cultivate the truth? A blank look flashed in Mo Huaisan's eyes who was asked like this, according to the plot, Tang Yu must be cultivated, so what about himself?

Thinking about it, Mo Huaisan still felt that Tang Yu had to cultivate the truth, anyway, the cultivation of the truth was beneficial to him and harmless, didn't it?

"Well, young master, I think you should cultivate the truth."

Mo Huaisan said this, he was stupid and cute, he didn't know at all, Tang Yu's eyes lit up because of his words.

After his words fell, I saw Tang Yu nodding silently, and then left a sentence.

"Since the third son wants me to cultivate the truth, then I will cultivate the truth."

Leaving such a sentence, Tang Yu walked out of his own room, and seemed to walk towards the master's room, Mo Huaisan looked at Tang Yu's disappearing back dumbfounded, recalling what he had just said......

Why does the little third son want me to cultivate the truth? Then I'll fix it?

This answer is really unscientific, young master? What exactly are you trying to say?

Mo Huaisan felt very unscientific, and at this time, Tang Yu had already walked to the door of the master's room, he knocked on the door of the master's room, and only after getting a response did he push open the door and walk in.

"Xiaoyu, have you figured it out?"

"Yes, master, I figured it out, you teach me to cultivate the truth."

"Okay."

Tang Yu, who had already stepped into the master's room, began to learn the skill of cultivating the truth, while Mo Huaisan was in Tang Yu's room, anxiously waiting for Tang Yu's return.

This is several days.

When Tang Yu came back, he saw Mo Huaisan looking at him with anxiety on his face, a gentle feeling flashed in his heart, and he showed a soothing smile towards Mo Huaisan, Tang Yu said: "Little Sanzi, I'm fine, you go back to rest, I estimate that I will have to retreat for a period of time recently, you can just put it at the door of my room after you have prepared your meal." ”

After explaining this qiē, Tang Yu closed his door, looking at the closed door, Mo Huaisan felt that his mind was very strange, why did he have a feeling that he couldn't see Tang Yu for a long time?

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