C477 Recognize Yourself
The mountain thief thought about it and stood up. He had thought about his age and had seen all the things he needed to do in this world. He had done everything he needed to do and had no regrets. He thought he would spend the rest of his life washing his hands after doing this, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing. I had once thought that such a disciple would be so important to the Sect Leader.0
"I'm here. You don't have to look for me anymore." "At least you have the guts to come out and say it. What exactly is going on? Because of my disciple's character, he would never say that he wanted to look for Zhou Yang. He had always been steady and steady. What did you guys tell him? "
The Immortal Mountain thief heaved a long sigh and said, "You still don't understand your disciple. All these years, he felt that it wasn't easy for him. He had never received any recognition before. All of you have always instilled him with the idea that he isn't as good as Zhou Yang. As a result, he especially hates all of you in his heart. This is also why he is a Foundation Stage. The reason why it worked."
It was clear that this Sect Leader didn't agree with what the Immortal Mountain thief said. The Immortal Mountain thief continued, "Now that things have come to this point, do you think there is any need for me to hide anything from you? He has always been suppressed by you all. He has long wanted to resist. However, she always felt that she didn't have the ability to do so. As long as she lived there and gave him a bit of praise, he felt that he had to give it a try. If he suppressed it for too long, it would explode one day... The eruption of this day is now. "
Sect Leader sat there, recalling all the things he had gotten along with his disciple. Every time he saw his disciple cultivating, sigh, if you can have half of Zhou Yang's dexterity... You would definitely be stronger than now. Every time his disciple gained something, he would achieve something. He would tell him about your cultivation. Zhou Yang Yang arrived again and again. Again and again, it filled his heart with resentment.
"He clearly has similar qualifications as Zhou Yang, but under your suppression... It makes him feel very unconfident. Otherwise, do you really think he doesn't have that important ability? I feel that no matter what happens to him today, it's worth it. At least he's brave enough to try. At least he didn't continue to be your nail in the palm."
After the Immortal Mountain thief finished speaking, he laughed loudly. Then, he suddenly stood up and said, "Kill me. I've finished what I needed to say. I'm already so old, and I've lived enough. It doesn't matter."
The Sect Leader stood there with its red eyes. It was full of self-blame. It felt like everything in front of it was all because of him. Perhaps if it encouraged its disciple more, then it wouldn't have reached this stage today. In the end, it was all because of his incompetence, and it was all because of his disciple. If it was possible, he hoped that his life could be exchanged for his disciple's life.
"Everyone has to look forward, even though you took my disciple away... But it wasn't you who killed him. I know who killed my disciple. I will definitely avenge my disciple. " After saying these words, the Sect Leader turned around and left. The Immortal Mountain thief stood there. He was completely dumbfounded. He collapsed onto the ground and sobbed as he said, "I will never do such a thing again. From now on, I will only be a simple old man. The flying of the world has nothing to do with me."
Zhou Yang knew that he had to pass this trial. He also knew that the Sect Leader of the Martial Gang was also someone who had given up. One day, he would find his head and take revenge for his disciple. He hoped that one day, when he came to find him, he would find that his disciple was still alive and well by his side. He hoped that he could understand this kindness and not do such brainless things in the future.
Zhou Yang also placed his disciple in the deep mountains, because he had exhausted all of his Yuan energy. Therefore, he was extremely weak. Zhou Yang could only use his inner force. He summoned the Genuine Qi on his body, allowing him to regain his consciousness bit by bit. He even had to make soup for him to recover his strength.
Because the clothes on the disciples of the Martial Gang had been completely ripped off, Zhou Yang could only take out his own clothes and change them for him. When he took off his clothes, a map suddenly fell out of his pocket. Zhou Yang did not have the mood to look at other people's things, but the topic of the map had completely attracted him.
The map of Golden Core Stage Mountain Range was written on this map. This was the map that Zhou Yang had been looking for all this time. He couldn't believe that this map would be casually placed on a disciple's body. Could it be that this map had always been in the Martial Gang, and wasn't in the hands of a Foundation Stage? And this disciple was too naive, he had no idea what this map was used for.
Zhou Yang was glad that he didn't hurt this disciple. If such a honest and honest man really died in his hands, he was afraid that it would be a sin that he would commit for the rest of his life.
He quietly remembered this map and quietly put it in his clothes. He didn't know that he would do such a thing if he didn't ask for it. He knew that this map was the most valuable treasure in the martial arts gang of the map team. If he really took it away, then he would have a grudge with them. They were a decent sect, so Zhou Yang didn't want to have a conflict with them.
Zhou Yang knew that if he left at this time, no one would take care of this address. Then he wouldn't be able to keep his life, and he wouldn't be in a hurry. It was not too late for him to leave after his body had fully recovered. Besides, the world was in chaos right now. If he wasn't careful and was discovered by them, he would be in trouble. Forget it.
In fact, Zhou Yang could have stayed in the mountain village to live. After all, the villagers now approved of him. As long as he met them, they would give him some respect. However, they still didn't want these sounds to disturb their minds. Therefore, they found a quiet place to cultivate and wanted to take good care of this little disciple. After all, he was also a capable person and had once been on equal footing with him.
This disciple suddenly coughed and spat out black blood twice. He weakly opened his eyes and looked around at the strange surroundings. He originally thought that he was already on his way to Huang Quan, but who would have thought that he would actually survive. It really is fate playing tricks on people, but after experiencing this tribulation, he seemed to have figured it out. Why bother fighting for fame and benefits? To him, it was a great skill. Being able to live in peace was a lifelong pursuit, wasn't it?
Zhou Yang saw that he had woken up and quickly handed him a cup of water and said, "You are finally awake. You have slept for seven days. If you don't wake up again, I will really give you a coffin. Fortunately, you have a good physique. If you survive, don't take things too seriously in the future. You won't be able to run away with a bright future."
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