Chapter 667

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"The suffering in the world continues from generation to generation, how can you, a small cultivator, be able to take care of it? Why do you think so highly of yourself!"

The guilt grew more and more angry, and Chu Wanning's eyes opened wider and wider.

He watched his master pacing under the moonlight, flicking his sleeves, nodding at the tip of his nose, scolding loudly, and scolding harshly. The crabapple tree cast a heavy shadow, cutting Huaisui into pieces. Mo Ran looked at Chu Wanning's face, first confused, then at a loss, then turned into consternation, turned into disappointment, and finally settled into pain.

Allen Chu closed his eyes.

Guilty and angry: "Do you know you are wrong?!"

"..."

"Please speak!"

"Disciple." Chu night Ning paused, his voice was as hard as iron, "I don't know."

Huai Gui slapped him: "You are so presumptuous!"

A red mark immediately appeared on Allen Chu's cheeks, but he immediately turned his face back, with a puzzled and angry light in his eyes: "Master, you have been teaching me over the years to behave properly and worry about others. Why do you want me to stand by and ignore a catastrophic disaster?"

"...This is not the same thing at all." Huai Zui gritted his teeth and said, "You...what can you do if you go out now? You are indeed extremely talented, but the dangers in the world are beyond your imagination. Why are you going out? For To live up to the nurturing grace of being a teacher for fourteen years and sacrifice one's life for the sake of one's own ambition?"

He paused for a moment, his words were sonorous, and the words fell to the ground.

"Chu Wanning, if you can't save yourself, how can you save others?!"

And Chu Wanning, at this moment, looked at his master with anger and sadness.

He raised his chin slightly, and his eyes gradually became misty with moisture.

Huai Zui probably had never seen Chu Wanning with tears in his eyes. The water in his eyes somewhat quenched the evil fire in his heart. He was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "You... Oh, that's all, it was just a fight. Does it hurt you?"

But Mo Ran, who was watching, knew clearly that it was not the case.

Chu Wanning didn't hurt the slap just now. He hurt the master he respected since childhood, and he actually said an argument that was completely inconsistent with the tall image in his heart.

Allen Chu slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, Mo Ran heard the all-too-familiar words.

He said: "If you don't know how to save others, how can you save yourself?"

Huaisui froze, his body like a motionless clay and wood sculpture that had been worshiped in a Buddhist niche.

Chu Wanning's voice was slightly hoarse: "The sufferings of the world are right in front of you. I forgive my disciple's stupidity. I don't know why the master sits high all day long, closing his eyes and ascending to heaven."

After he finished speaking, he stood up slowly.

Under the moonlight, the clothes he wore when he left were no longer white and were stained with mud and blood.

But it is so tall and solemn, with so much energy and energy.

"It's okay if this immortal doesn't practice cultivation."

He was filled with guilt and anger, and his mind was dizzy. He said sternly: "Traitor, do you know what you are talking about?!"

"I just want to do what you taught me since I was a child." Chu Wanning was also on edge, but during the relaxation, he trembled slightly, his eyes full of sadness, "You taught me, is your morality only in On paper?! Could it be that millions of disaster victims are homeless, and orphans are dying day and night? What I should do is not go out to help the road, but practice Zen with the ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern?!"

He roared with guilt, his eyes were split open: "After you attain enlightenment and ascend, you will be able to do many good deeds!"

Allen Chu stared at him as if he had never seen this person before.

His chest was heaving, his palms were clenched into fists, and the rivers in his eyes were surging. Mo Ran thought that he would rise from the ground at the next moment, like a dragon breaking through the water, setting off a huge wave, and grabbing the guilty throat to make him realize his guilt.

But Chu Wanning trembled for a while, but in the end he did nothing.

At the end, his eyes were thin and red, and he said hoarsely: "Master, I am not cultivating to be free and free from the mortal world. Is it just to become an immortal? If so, I would rather not. I would rather give up halfway. I Rather than achieve nothing, I would rather stay in this world.”

"Give everything I have and die of exhaustion."

"..."

"Master, please ascend. Once I have saved all the people I can save, I will follow you."

"Chu Wanning!!"

Even in the illusion, Mo Ran can feel the overwhelming anger at the time of guilt, the secret trembling in his heart, and the deep disappointment.

Why does this wooden clay sculpture dare to look coldly at the person who gave it its life? What does "it" mean? !

Sinful eyes were red, and there was blood in them.

He was unwilling to give in, he became angry with shame, who should he tell the hatred and secrets in his heart?

He had nowhere to vent.

Finally, he called out to Chu Wanning, who was about to step out of the hospital, and his voice was extremely cold: "Rebel, stop here."

Chapter 240 [Dragon Blood Mountain] Being a Human

This sound stopped like the evening bell of doomsday.

Mo Ran almost knew what he would see next. The hair on his body stood on end, and his bones and blood surged. While he wanted to escape from the illusion, he wanted to escape, while at the same time he wanted to rush into yesterday and protect Chu Wanning to death.

"No... guilty... you can't..."

But there was nothing he could do to stop it, all of this had already happened.

He could only look at the situation in front of him with numb scalp, watching Chu Wanning twist his dark sword eyebrows, his expression was resolute and unyielding, and he calmly faced the guilty gaze.

The ink burned uncontrollably and shouted at him: "Run! Run!"

A letter from young Chu Wanning

Ren Huaisui trusted the master who raised him as a sacrifice, trusted his adoptive father and benefactor. So even though he was extremely disappointed, he didn't see the murderous intention in Huai Gui's stern eyes. The ink burned in front of him - knowing that it was useless, but he still couldn't stand idly by.

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