Chapter 1088 (1/2)

”I always wanted you to live for yourself once.”

After that, the whole boxer's voice seemed to be very low.

The dead wood was silent for a long time before he responded: ”everyone has his own way of living.”

”So your way of life is to sacrifice yourself for others? You don't want to take master Yundan's position as the leader and leave the Danting sect. You are obviously a talent for alchemy, but you learn the poison technique that everyone avoids. You make yourself unpopular. You are not willing to take away chaotic Yin and Yang. You like to quit quietly and save my master for her sake. In the end, you even give your own life. How can you live like this What's the payoff? No one knows you, you have nothing! Nothing

The stubborn man with good face has always lived for others, never for himself. Once he lived in the misunderstanding of others, he even died so worthless. No one knew what he had done or what kind of person he was.

No one knows him except Muyu.

Muyu felt unworthy for the dead wood. He always wanted to let the dead wood live again and live it well for himself, instead of accommodating others all the time.

What's the meaning of life like that?

The dead wood looked at the wooden feather lying on the ground. He moved his lips, and his eyes flashed with gratifying light, without any regret and regret: ”I am not without everything. I have a son.”

It was his son who lay on the ground angry.

Mu Yu was slightly stunned, and his breath became a little short, as if something had seized his throat and made him speechless.

Have a son.

This sentence is like a giant hand, which opens the mountain which has been suppressed for a long time in Muyu's heart, so that the unexplained fire in Muyu's chest gradually dissipates. It seems that a bunch of sunlight has come into his heart, dispelling his haze, and the lost strength slowly returns to him, and his withered chest is also bulging again.

Some strange emotions surged into her heart, making Mu Yu's eyes a little hazy.

”What do people think of me? All I care about is my son's vision. He knows me enough. ”

The dead wood looks at the wood feather, as if talking to himself, or as if explaining a certain fact.

The feeling of withered wood is always so simple, simple to so profound, so simple that Mu Yu can't refute it.

Muyu lies on the ground, looks at the inscriptions above kaixu tripod and pretends to focus all his attention on it. He can feel his heartbeat. It's so real. For the first time, he feels that life has a new weight. It turns out that life can flow in this way, flowing in Muyu's body in a strange way.

Between them, life seems to be not just life, but become another precious thing.

Instead of talking, he thought about what life is?

What do people live for? What's the difference between life and death? How do dead people live in the world? Are those who live long before they lose their principles?

He didn't like to kill life before. He liked the prosperity of life. But after he got out of the Moyun mountain range, he learned how to kill people. He saved countless lives in his hands, and he buried the whole people of Dongsha city by himself.

When his hands are covered with blood, life becomes insignificant to him, and he can take away the damned without hesitation.

But in the face of his life, he always can't put it down. He knows that his life is not only his own, so he has to give it back to that person.

The world of practice is full of intrigues and intrigues. For a certain kind of magic weapon, whether it's family or friendship, it's not worth mentioning. They don't hesitate to kill their brothers, their masters and their partners for the sake of interests

He had seen all these things, just like Tang Yang and Li Yuan, disciples of Jiuhua sect who were fighting with each other in order to inflame horses, beasts and spirits; Shi dengtian of Danding sect used his apprentice Xu ziye as a tool for revenge, and discarded them after using them; in Wuqiu City, in order to collect soul points to exchange soul startling swords, Zhang Gan, a senior brother, wanted to kill his younger martial brother Wen Li; and the valley master of jinlang Valley wanted to worship tianjiancheng As a teacher, she killed her elder martial brother and master. She killed her husband for twins

Killing people for the sake of interests is the norm of the practice world.

However, there are still people who work hard for life, who want to make life more meaningful.

In order to help the grey disciple no longer be humiliated and die to fight; the unknown swordsman is willing to give his heart to his beloved woman; Lu Xianshi is willing to use his life to atone for the fault he committed; the wooden crane who puts down his dignity for the sake of his family; he is willing to sacrifice his old turtle and boss Lu for the sake of the sea demon king; Yundan, who is not willing to surrender for the sake of justice He Jinglong, the old city master who was willing to bear humiliation in order to protect the disciples; he Jinglong, the old city master who was not willing to betray his benefactor; and the village head grandfather who clearly did not cultivate himself but risked his life to protect Mu Yu.

It's like burning the tranquility of one's life to save him.It's like a dead tree that has been living for others and sending out all his life.

It's just like the sword shadow dust wind, who sacrifices his lofty cultivation and even endless life in order to protect his favorite world.

What is life in the end, Muyu has been wondering, he can feel the flow of life, but can not penetrate life. When his own life becomes heavy, he can not give up.

He didn't understand. Obviously, he knew what the strange old man was saying and doing, but he just couldn't understand.

What is life?