Dedicate One’s Mind

　　 My relatives passed away, and I didn't protect my side. Wu Yi can't be called filial piety. The knots here are intertwined. If it is not lifted, I am afraid that there will be no intention of cultivation, and the cultivation level will be stuck for a long time.

　　 There was something in his heart, Wu Yi sprinted at extreme speed, regardless of mana consumption. In this way, it was just two days of effort, and Wu Yi traversed thousands of rivers and mountains and came to the place where he was born.

When Wu Yi was born, his grandfather was already Yuanfu, the ruler of the Great Profound Kingdom. It can be said that he was highly valued by the first emperor. It is precisely because of his sufficient political resources that Wu Yi’s grandfather dared to share the power behind the Great Profound Kingdom. The state religion Xuanyangmen fought against each other, trying to restore the power of the emperor.

　　 It’s a pity that this world is the world of Taoism, where the weather is smooth, the grains are abundant, the evil spirits are retreating, and the society is peaceful. The people are not grateful to the emperor and the officials, but to the Dao Sect and many Dao Sect disciples.

　　 In the battle between immortality and humanity, humanity is inherently weak, without extraordinary strength, and cannot move mountains and seas, chase the stars and the moon.

　　 And what humanity can rely on is the wish of all peoples. In the boundless world, all peoples wish to read are not obtained by the humane dynasty. How can humanity win the way of immortality.

　　 Wu Yi's grandfather tried to put the natural disaster on the national teacher, but in the end he was bitten by the national teacher. Wu Yi went home and went to a foreign country. The first days were quite sad.

　　 To say something leisurely, this natural disaster is actually the calamity brought about by the beads entering the boundless realm.

According to the news that Wu Yi got afterwards, because of this difficulty, his grandfather also went to officials for his crimes and lingered on the borders. However, it was later heard that because Daxuanguo Guoshi returned to Xuanyangmen, the new emperor pardoned his grandfather for his sins and allowed him to return to the capital. .

　　 The official position is impossible to return to the original state. The grandfather opened an academy to teach his disciples, all the magic arts, and cultivate talents for the royal family.

　　 With the help of people’s popularity and the secret support of the royal family, his grandfather lived well in his later years. At the end of the day, thousands of disciples were buried and passed away.

　　 It’s just that, at the last moment of his life, my grandfather remembered Wu Yi, an unfilial offspring.

　　 After the death of his grandfather, his father served as the head of the academy and continued his mission.

　　 The above is everything Wu Yi knows. He either doesn't know anything, or he didn't see his family again.

　　 As soon as I entered the door, it was as deep as the sea. I didn't want to live like this, but in the end, I became what I hated.

　　 Some people say that the process of growing up is to constantly become what you hate. Rather, the world in your eyes is no longer black and white, but gray. I am still moved by white, but have more understanding and tolerance for black.

　　When he came to the capital of the Great Profound Kingdom, Wu Yi's mana was reduced and his clothes were clean.

　　 It is the hour of dawn, leisurely life, starting a day of life, smoking smoke, most people in the world work at sunrise, rest at sunset, life cycle repeats.

The children chased and laughed. They ran by Wu Yi, worried that their children would be taken by others. The scared voices of their parents came from the back. The sales of peddlers in the market had already begun. The hotel was bustling with hustle and bustle. Officials began their day. Early morning...

　　 A new day has begun.

　　 It's been a long time since Wu Yi has been in contact with the world so close. At this moment, Wu Yi is a mortal, no longer traveling the world as a monk.

　　 is like a wanderer returning home, returning to his hometown step by step. No one knows what they are talking about, and the language they are speaking can only be extracted from the depths of memory, so that they can understand what they are saying? Familiar and unfamiliar.

　　The feelings of the hometown are even more timid. Wu Yi was afraid that he would be late on the way, but now, Wu Yi's feet seemed to be filled with cement. It was difficult and heavy, and he couldn't move at all.

Turning a street, there are high gates on both sides, and there are crowds of servants at the door. The people who enter and leave here are not rich and expensive. There are a lot fewer people on the street. The road is paved with bricks and stones. You can't find a broken leaf. It is rich and magnificent. The horses and wagons whizzed past, at a very fast speed, regardless of the feelings of passers-by. In the carriage, a woman's laughter could be heard vaguely.

　　Wu Yi walked slowly on this street, walking in the middle, when the guards and servants at the door saw and looked at Wu Yi with disdain.

I don’t know how to live or die, but I dare to walk openly on the right path, trampling to death, reporting to the house, and at most paying a few slings. But I can't eat it and walk around.

　　 Different markets have different positions of the rich and the poor. Wu Yi is very indifferent. The level of cultivation in the realm of comprehension is not an extension of the mortal world.

　　 You humbly bow to the upper and lower in the realm of cultivating, enjoy the benefits of level and bear the disadvantages of level at the same time. You are the defender of level. What qualifications do you have to mock these people?

There was a carriage galloping in front and back, and I saw Wu Yi’s simple Taoist robe, without gold line strokes, purple line engraving, and not even a decent hosta. It is probably a simple Taoist in the city. That’s it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The lord of the carriage did not mean to slow down. At this moment, it was too late to stop. He just ran into it. No matter where Wu Yi hides, it seems to be a dead end, standing in place. It is definitely not a complete solution.

　　Many people hold their shoulders with a smile on their faces, waiting to watch a good show, waiting to see the blood splashing, and then use it as a conversational resource, give full play to its remaining functions, eat human blood buns.

　　 "Be careful!" A childish voice came, Wu Yi turned her head and looked at it. An innocent and innocent little girl with double horn braids happened to go out. Seeing this scene, she watched Wu Yi nervously and reminded her.

　　 The horse-drawn carriage drove, but Wu Yi was safe and sound. The two horse-drawn carriages missed Wu Yi very much. A group of people eating steamed buns with human blood sighed rather regrettably.

　　 "Brother, don't walk in the middle of the street, you will be hit by a car." The little girl pulled Wu Yi aside, clenched her fists, and reminded Wu Yi very seriously.

　　 Wu Yi looked at the clothes and decorations on the girl's body, as well as the vegetable basket slung in his hand. She should be the daughter of the servant maid in the door of a big family. This time she went out to buy vegetables.

　　 Children, always have more innocence.

"You saved your big brother's life, and your big brother will help you too. When you need it, he will show up." Wu Yi put his palm on the girl's heavenly spirit, and turned into a protective gas. If an outsider conspired to attack him, even the real Jindan shot it, and it could also block him.

　　 How much pressure other people put on her, the body protection Qi will bounce back to how much.

　　 Protecting the body, the little girl's mind is a little dizzy, and she is too young. For the first time to bear this qi, she must have the sequelae.