When Zhou Wufu saw Mu Zitian, the latter was squatting by the valley stream scrubbing his hands, his pale cheeks flushed with a strange flush, and the blood on his white robe had dried up. Zhou Wufu looked at the sixteen-year-old boy in front of him, and with some emotion, he stepped forward, patted the latter's shoulder, bent down and said: It has been washed clean.

The young man raised his head, stared at Zhou Wufu with clear eyes, and said: It is stained with blood, no matter how it is washed, it will not be clean. "The first time it was a little painful, but after you get used to it, you will find that it will actually be very comfortable. Mu Zitian didn't understand this sentence that contained some kind of experience, he stared at his washed red hands and whispered: I gave them a chance.

Zhou Wufu straightened up, looked at the young man and said: In this world, how can you simply distinguish who is right and who is wrong, there is no good or bad thing, and there is no good or bad person, but the path chosen is different, and the final result is different, they rob your things, you think they are not good people, but in the eyes of their parents, wives and children, they bring hope to life to the family, then they are good people. If you kill them, you think you're not a good person, but if you save future people from disaster, then you're a good person. Mu Zitian fell into deep thought, and Zhou Wufu continued: The so-called right and wrong, the so-called good or bad, is just everyone's opinion, no one is perfect, you can't let the world like you, so, stick to your own heart, protect the people you think are worth protecting, why do you want to do so much. After speaking, Zhou Wufu picked up the young man, and said as he walked: Don't play tricks with me, thinking that you don't need to practice if you think about life here, mother, how can there be such a good thing.

Mu Zitian was dragged behind, looking at the sloppy uncle who was scolding angrily in front of him, his heart warmed, and he felt that the latter was much cuter for Zhou Wufu.

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At the foot of the Qingtian Mountain Range, a young man running in white looked at the lush mountain in front of him with mixed feelings. Time flies, and two years pass in a flash. Last night, the young man who had practiced for a day was about to go to bed when he was kicked up by Zhou Wufu. In other words, after Zhou Wufu resumed his cultivation, Mu Zitian was kicked every day, which was already commonplace, and the young man knew that he was wrong, and he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, who told him that he was too guilty at that time, and it was too late to regret it now, eh, who can the sky spare.

Mu Zitian was aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law who was angry, which suddenly caused Zhou Wufu's unbearable memory, and without saying a word, he went up and kicked again. Mu Zitian immediately changed his sycophant face, and Zhou Wufu nodded with satisfaction and said: Yes, it is not in vain that I have taught you these years.

Mu Zitian secretly slandered himself in his heart, but he still had a face on his face that he thought was very cute, until he heard the next sentence, and there was no smile on his face, "Then, you will leave by yourself tomorrow."

The young man opened his mouth and said in a surprised tone: "You're not joking, are you?

Zhou Wufu said: Go to Yanjing City. "I don't know the road" "What is the mouth used for" "Eat" Zhou Wufu slapped Mu Zitian on the head, and the latter grinned and said: Why do you want to go to Yanjing?

Mu Zitian quieted down at this time, since Du Xin'er told him about the types of cultivation, he has been shouting that he wants to become a talisman, or the legendary spirit man, knowing that Sister Xin'er told him that his talent can only be tested after he is eighteen years old and after a special test instrument. In the past few years, he has been busy with cultivation, and he has long forgotten about this matter, and at this time, Zhou Wufu mentioned it, which aroused the interest of the young man.

Zhou Wufu said: You have already cultivated to the second stage, and your cultivation has also reached the manifestation realm, although it is not high, but you also have the ability to protect yourself. Since you have practiced the Heaven Turning Decision, if you can become a talisman, you will make up for the disadvantages of the Heaven Turning Decision. And your Sister Xin'er's Aunt Xue said that she must go to Yanjing.

Mu Zitian nodded and said: It seems that this Yanjing has to go. After speaking, he stood up, looked at Zhou Wufu's face full of stubble, slowly knelt on the ground, bowed and bowed, and after three knocks, he raised his head and said very seriously: Thank you. Zhou Wufu accepted it calmly, and his rough face revealed relief. After the young man got up, he said to Zhou Wufu: "If I leave this time, where will I find you in the future?" The young man smiled slightly, but his face showed perseverance and said: Don't worry.

Mu Zitian, who was immersed in his memories, came back to his senses, looked at the looming figure in the mountains and forests, resolutely turned around, strode towards the official road outside the mountain, and said silently in his heart: Old guy, I won't let you down. The morning light reflected on the young man's body, as if coated with a layer of golden light, which was extremely dazzling.