I Will Never Die, You Can Do Whatever You Want!

At this moment, Li Yongjin felt a sense of loss against the wind.

Speechless.

Really, there are no tears if I want to cry.

Because he didn't know why he was crying.

After all, there is no proof of his existence here.

Simultaneously,

I also realized what it means to be bone-deep... lonely!

What is loneliness?

When the word "loneliness" is disassembled, there are children, melons and fruits, puppies, and mosquitoes.

It is enough to support the entrance of an alley in a midsummer evening, full of human touch.

But none of this has anything to do with you,

This is called loneliness.

At the same time, this is the real loneliness.

At this time, Li Yongjin really felt the same way.

It turns out that real loneliness is not watching relatives and friends around you leave one by one.

But this world is still bustling with noise...

But what does all this have to do with you?

At this moment, the little junior brother was making strange noises, and at the same time was dancing.

It seems that there is something dirty around.

It took a long time before Li Yongjin calmed down the younger brother.

When the doorkeeper disciples saw this, they all looked sideways at this.

They all cast surprised eyes on this strange combination.

Such a strange man brought a lunatic up the mountain.

I really don't know what to do.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man came up from the foot of the mountain.

The man held the hand of a teenager.

When the gatekeeper disciple saw this person, he changed his laziness just now and stood upright and solemn in an instant.

Seeing this, Li Yongjin brought Wang Xiaoyao to the side.

Looking at the appearance of these people, it is clear that the two at the foot of the mountain are Elders with a high status in Sect.

The middle-aged man kept chattering as he walked:

"Is that bowl of noodles at the foot of the mountain delicious? How about I take you to eat once a month when you succeed in cultivation?"

"Good boy, you have to have confidence in yourself. I can tell at a glance that you are a unique genius in the cultivation world."

"In the future, be strong with me, Great Deadwood Peak, and don't embarrass our Qingshan Sect."

...

Hearing this, Li Yongjin couldn't help raising his head.

Watching every move of the middle-aged man.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the person he remembered.

In this situation, my heart is already stiff.

But he still couldn't help asking: "fellow daoist, who is this?"

The gatekeeper whispered: "This person is Wang Mo, Wang Elder of our Deadwood Peak!"

"He should have gone down the mountain to look for disciples. It is said that he was lucky to find a super genius."

When the surrounding disciples heard the words, they also cast envious glances at the young man.

Can be personally selected by the Elder, on the road of practice, I don't know how many detours can be avoided.

Those who come in through the acceptance ceremony like them need to climb up from the bottom.

This is the difference between people!

It can't be compared at all!

After asking this clearly, Li Yongjin smiled wryly and prepared to go down the mountain.

So far, the amount of information is simply too large.

It made him a little confused now, and he needed to find a quiet place to stroke.

What to do in the future also requires careful planning.

So, the two went down the mountain.

The two went up the mountain.

On the way, Li Yongjin looked at each other and nodded as a greeting.

He continued to walk down, and suddenly the middle-aged man's voice came from behind him.

"Wait a minute, you give me... an inexplicably familiar feeling,"

"Have we met somewhere?"

Li Yongjin almost staggered and clenched his fists.

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Deadwood Peak.

It's the same as usual here, little has changed.

It's still so shabby and rough, with a touch of wildness in the decoration style.

"Fellow daoist, drink tea."

A visitor is a guest.

The tenet of the Qingshan School has always been to be kind to others.

If you can make friends, try not to make enemies.

One more friend and one more road.

Therefore, the people who came out of the Green Mountain Sect were very hospitable.

For the intersection, very handy.

Even if it is as poor as Deadwood Peak, there are still many good teas for entertaining.

These are all Sect's annual quotas.

Of course, Wang Mo has always liked to drink.

I just don't know how similar this Wang Elder is to him.

After drinking a cup of tea, Li Yongjin sighed, "I'm really bothering you today without being invited."

For thousands of years, I don't know that I am a guest.

How can not think of.

The return this time turned out to be in this capacity.

The Green Mountain Sect is still the same Green Mountain Sect, but it is not the same Green Mountain Sect anymore.

"It's okay, we are destined to meet here, and you can come to me anytime you want to drink tea in the future."

Wang Mo laughed, full of the pride of a middle-aged man.

"Excuse me, where is Guifeng's eldest disciple?"

Li Yongjin glanced at the housing area of ​​Deadwood Peak, and held down the restless Wang Xiaoyao.

"Oh, you mean Luo Yingcheng, right? That kid went down to the market, do you know him?"

"I don't know, just ask."

Li Yongjin smiled wryly for a while.

Well, the big disciple of Deadwood Peak is their big brother.

Here, it is really completely different from before.

It seems that there is really no going back...

Li Yongjin wanted to laugh when he thought of the rhetoric he put down before.

What do you say that Qingshan will return when he is old?

It still can't match Heavenly Dao Samsara.

Where can he go now?

Existing in this world is like a lonely soul between heaven and earth.

Then they chatted for a while.

For Wang Xiaoyao's situation, Wang Mo put forward his own opinion.

"This is a heart disease, and heart disease needs heart medicine. I think this child is also clever, and he should be a poor child. If the right medicine is given, Baobuqi will not heal his inner deficiency and pain."

His words made Li Yongjin suddenly enlightened.

That's right, the little junior brother is not hopeless.

Just sick.

As long as there is a disease, there will be a day when it will be cured.

This time, Li Yongjin couldn't sit still anymore: "Thank you Wang Elder for your hospitality, I have to go, so I won't bother you any more."

It's fine anyway.

Now, the junior brother has become his only family member again.

At the same time, it is the only proof of his existence.

In his mind, Wang Xiaoyao's status was elevated once again.

Since I have nothing now, what is there to be afraid of?

Come to the stone steps down the mountain from Deadwood Peak.

Li Yongjin took one last look at the gate of the main hall, and fell into a brief stupor.

"Why, fellow daoist likes my Deadwood Palace?"

"Many years ago today, I stood in this door!"

Li Yongjin smiled faintly, pointed at the door and said something that made people confused.