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Chapter 206 Which child is not picked up from the trash can

"If the gun hits the bird, they become the devil's way. If they want to continue practicing or maintain a living form, they must continue to violate the human and heavenly way. If people want to wipe it out, there will be ten thousand reasons." Yi Ruchang compared the posture of a gun and gently tapped it in the void.

Mo Li didn't express his meaning and asked silly: "But this method of practice is still feasible. Is it right? "

Yi Ruchang shook his head, the child was stupid, he was so crazy that he ate too much...

However, he didn't want to lie, so he nodded slowly. Then he asked, "Why are you going to practice this kind of path?"

"Of course not!"

Mo Li immediately waved excitedly: "If my second uncle knows, he will definitely peel my skin and suck my tendons. I still want to live! Hehe, don't you know me yet? Although I always say I want to be the protagonist, I am limited to being a hero that everyone admires. Without the praise of others, I always feel uncomfortable in my life like a mouse crossing the street."

After Mo Li finished explaining, he smiled, and his self-righteous pride almost coincided with Cai Lida back then.

Boy.

Yi Ruchang raised the corner of his mouth: "But you should also pay attention that even after entering the Tao, there is a limit to calling 100% as you wish. Only in special circumstances can you achieve endless thoughts and continuous power. Perhaps it can be said that the more pure state above entering the Tao!"

Although the gentleman said it in detail, Xiao Lizi always wanted to listen more, and even an example always felt that it was not enough to satisfy his ears.

After thinking about it, among the people who entered the Tao, isn’t he also known other than the mountain god, Mr. Yi?

I'm such a clever little ghost.

Xiao Lizi hurriedly asked, "Mr. Yi, what kind of special power do you have to enter the Tao?"

Yi Ruchang lifted his eyelids and showed the look of a fool looking at the village head.

He looked him up and down, then curled his lips and said, "I said Ersai... No, it's Xiao Lizi. Although my place of enlightenment is my strength, it is precisely because I rely on this path that my place of enlightenment has become my weakness. Why should I tell you?"

"Oh, that's it - but I feel like you've just said a strange title." Mo Li scratched his head, making sure there seemed to be nothing wrong with his ears.

"Don't interrupt, there are so many hallucinations? Anyway, you have to understand that asking what path you have entered in the cultivation world is like asking you where the martial arts life is. It's very despicable, two fools!" Yi Ruchang curled his lips.

While he didn't react for a while, Yi Ruchang pulled Xiao Lizi's face and began to pull it to both sides.

While pulling, he repeated the title "Two Fool" and various arrows poked and poked Lizi's brain.

"Who is the second fool? You'll still call it out!" Mo Li patted Yi Ruchang's hand dissatisfied and gently rubbed his face that was red from Yi Ruchang.

What is strength? Life gate...

Mo Li murmured to himself.

Then he suddenly realized and immediately wanted to hit the wall with shame.

Yes, I'm just a pig's brain! No wonder before, whether it was a drunk or a sober gentleman, he refused to say much when answering the cause of Mr. Cai's death. It turned out that this is because Mr. Cai's life is in this.

It’s because I am too reckless and may have less awe of the deceased.

Oh, so I asked my husband about his life. Isn’t that just to let Mr. Yi’s weaknesses be clearly exposed to the sun?!

Thinking of this, Xiao Lizi lowered her head in shame and sighed with some remorse. She consciously put the "two fools" label on the ground on top of her head, not daring to look up.

In order to make up for it and show that he is absolutely not bad-hearted, a question popped up in his unwitting little head, and quickly handed it to the gentleman with a silly smile. He asked: "Sir, don't be angry. Xiao Lizi didn't mean to ask you about your weaknesses. In this way, you must know how our Mo family can get into the Tao, otherwise you should tell me too?"

Yi Ruchang's hand holding the teacup trembled.

Then, he turned his head and used his sarcastic skill with an incredible look on his face: "Ersha, to be honest, it's okay to tell me secretly. Did you take it back from the trash can? Do you remember the fact that your parents asked you to watch the pig and the big goose fight and then secretly feed you cow dung?"

"Stop kidding sir!" Mo Li was a little serious, his face turned red.

Rolling his eyes, Yi Ruchang said dryly: "You know I'm joking, what's the question you are asking! I'll ask you, your biggest secret, as long as you don't want to reveal it, you should record it in the secret record for your whole life! What do I know? Besides, if you want to ask, you also ask your second uncle with fox-eyed eyes!"

When talking about Mo Yichuan, his tone was unkind.

"Yes, I... understand." Mo Li felt inappropriate and could only scratch his head.

Actually, I just want to make up for what I blurted out about you before.

He didn't dare to speak out.

The mood is just getting even lower.

Yi Ruchang glanced at his despair, turned his face away, and rushed to: "You know what a fool, pick me up the scallions on your teeth!"

"Oh, right away..." Mo Li smiled bitterly and quickly looked for his cell phone and toothpick.

For some reason, Xiao Lizi always felt that once she saw Mr. Yi fall into memories, she would be unable to keep up with her IQ. She was afraid that Mr. Yi would go away with the memories... In the end, it turned into a black and white photo on the list of heroes, and would never stand in front of her vividly again.

So, intentionally or unintentionally, I wanted to anger him, even if I scold myself, it would be fine...

Thinking of this, Xiao Lizi became depressed unconsciously.

While taking out his cell phone, he looked at his teeth silently: "Hey, there are no chopped green onions. Strange..."

He looked at Mr. Yi in confusion, and the latter was smirking again.

Alas, I was cheated again.

Looking at Ningning who was still having fun eating beside her, Xiao Lizi scratched her head, a little annoyed, and suddenly became envious: In fact, her ability has not improved, and although she has not practiced this subject frequently, according to the pure thoughts Mr. Yi said today, she is definitely inferior to Ningning, and her mind is really simple.

Yes, no wonder Mr. once said that Ningning would not get into illusions.

Based on the many reasons, Xiao Lizi became more and more depressed.

It seems that I am the one who can’t do anything and eat enough.

Mo Li's little emotion of self-blame fell into Yi Ruchang's eyes. Yi Ruchang suddenly felt his emotions swelling and wanted to touch his head.

That emotion was like a butterfly stirring his wings, struggling to break through the sluggishness, laziness, laughter and scolding that he had deliberately maintained for many years, and returned to the impulsive and arrogant boy back then.

I want to tell the person in front of you that you blame yourself, you have been a blooming flower, why do you always envy others for being towering?

The cicadas chirping in the summer afternoon are at its peak.

Annoying.

Yi Ruchang held his chin, his eyes frozen in the void, and suddenly spoke, "I was back then..."

Moli was startled by his hoarse voice.

When I looked back, Yi Ruchang's eyes turned red.

Suddenly, Mo Li didn't dare to speak. He swallowed the words "What's wrong with you, sir?"

At this time, Xiao Lizi understood that the gentleman really wanted to say something, what did the gentleman want to say? His past or his emotions, and now is not the time to interrupt himself.

He was busy and sat upright and listened carefully.

Yi Ruchang continued: "Cai Lida, I, and Jiang Anzhi, although our three teams jumped up and down and challenged many impossible tasks. Although they were suspected of seeking fame, we do not deny that we deliberately made such a big news, but we were not sure that we would never take action, just because we believed in the captain's analysis.

These efforts are all to realize the dream and assumption of Cai Lida, the fool.

One, to fight for the ants in the world with a bright and brilliant ideal for the future.

The tradition of "favoring geniuses" has been popular in the world of cultivation for too many years, so many that everyone forgets that the so-called miracles do not exist only at the end of waiting.

According to Cai Lida's idea, any cultivator with qualifications is good, and only by working hard can you achieve miracles.

Fortunately, the result in turn proved that our efforts were not in vain."

There was a little relief in his smile.

"Under our influence, the atmosphere of that year was shocked. The new generation of monks were indeed full of vitality and vitality. The little hope in the corner of everyone's heart was ignited by the miracles of our team. We are the spark, wherever we go, there is a prairie fire and the flames soar into the sky! That era was called—"

"Golden Age." Mo Li answered excitedly.

Then he shut up a little apologetically and covered his unshirkable mouth.

He shouldn't have interrupted the gentleman at will. It just jumped out of his mind, unable to stop it, and it is undeniable that he liked this word very much.

Yesterday, Yi Ruchang spoke, and he was fascinated by this "Golden Age".

That kind of hope and that kind of leader-like temperament made Mo Li feel that his boss Yi was carrying a holy light on him.

It's still at the gold level!

But the gentleman's look of hope was in his eyes, but there was a hint of irony and sorrow. Almost all of them were hidden under his seemingly indifferent expression.

"Yes, the Golden Age. After that, although I returned to my hometown, the names that are still active in my ears are still the children from the Golden Age that year. They have not disappeared. They have been quietly proving their possibilities to me. They have always adhered to the hope of the Golden Age that year. In their eyes, there is hope."

But what about our hope?

Where are us?

Easy to purse your lips into a straight line.

The answer is already obvious.

Yes.
Chapter completed!
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