The Infinite Way of the Heroic Army

In the morning, Yi got up very early as usual, exercised as usual and then sat on the chair to wait for Zhao.

Zhao also came over on time, placed breakfast on the table, sat down together and started enjoying breakfast.

Yi picked up a bun, glanced sideways and said, "Father, how is your cultivation going lately?"

Zhao swallowed the bun in his mouth and said, "It went very smoothly. It went as I expected."

"Then, father, when will my seal be broken?" Yi held a bitten bun in his hand and stared at Zhao with some concern.

Zhao took a sip of the porridge, turned his head and looked Yi up and down with raised brows, and said, "It's almost there, the specific time cannot be estimated." He turned back and continued to drink the porridge.

"Oh." Yi lowered his head and drank the porridge, frowning, unable to estimate the time. It might be a few days or a few months.

He drank the last mouthful of porridge from the bowl and said, "Father, do you have anything to relieve my boredom? Or is there anything I can learn on my own?"

Zhao wiped his mouth clean and said, "To relieve boredom? Self-study?" and threw the napkin in his hand into the black hole.

"Yes, to relieve boredom." Yi wiped his mouth and put the paper on the table.

Zhao waved his hand, and a black hole appeared above the tableware, and the residue and paper disappeared together with the tableware.

He walked around Yi twice, touched his chin and looked at Yi, and said, "Is it because you are too bored staying here?"

Yi felt a little embarrassed by Zhao's look, and nodded solemnly, saying, "It's indeed a bit boring."

"Tsk, tsk!" Zhao walked up to Yi, with a look of hatred on his face.

"How can you be bored here? Don't you know that this is the most fun place in the dojo? I just let you stay here because I was worried that you would be bored. Why do you look even more bored?"

"The most fun place? What is there to do here? They are all empty places with nothing." Yi looked confused.

He really couldn't figure out what he could play with in this very empty place, not to mention the huge pressure from the tree. There was nothing else except the tree.

"How come I have a son like you? Why do I have the same ideas as those old antiques?" The more Zhao Shi talked, the more disappointed the expression on his face became.

Yi had a question mark on his face. He didn't know what the disappointment on Zhao's face meant, and he didn't know who the old antique Zhao was referring to, let alone which idea he had the same idea.

Looking at Yi's confused look, Zhao was even more heartbroken, "Your expression is exactly the same as that of that old antique. You actually have such a conservative mentality. Sure enough, I didn't educate you by your side, so you still can't avoid the worldly world." Some rules." After saying this, he looked guilty again, "This is all my fault, it's my problem. I left you behind in the first place, and that's why you had such pedantic and conservative ideas."

Yi was a little doubtful about life. Didn't he and his father discuss some topics to relieve their boredom? Isn’t there something you can learn on your own? Does what father said now have anything to do with them?

He didn't know where he went wrong, why he didn't realize that his father was an actor before, how could these two sentences remind him of so many things.

Yi decided to end this topic as soon as possible, otherwise he wouldn't know what year or month he was talking about based on his father's attitude, and said, "Then why does father say this is the most fun place?"

"Ah, after saying so much, you still can't understand. It's really rotten wood that cannot be carved." Zhao Zhi shook his head and sighed, "Then let me tell you what is the most fun in this place. If you listen clearly, let me break your Old ideas tell you what is right."

Zhao leaned on the table and looked at Yi condescendingly, with pressure in his eyes and a divine light on his face.

It’s time to convey my extremely correct belief. My ideas will definitely be passed down from generation to generation in the Wuji clan. What I do now is sacrosanct.

"The most interesting thing here is Jishu!" At this time, the sun shines on Zhao's body, and the golden light fills his body. His golden face is the face of the sun. At this time, he is God, and his words are the truth. .

"Huh?" Yidu didn't know whether he heard it wrong or whether Zhao said it wrong.

"Ji Shu is definitely the most fun. As long as you ask Ji Shu, he will do whatever he can do. Moreover, Ji Shu can do most of the things. Basically, you can satisfy whatever you want to play. Isn't that right? The most fun?"

Mr. Yi felt that something was wrong, but seeing Zhao's solemn face full of light, his whole body was shining. This light was not dazzling at all, but made Yi feel warm and sacred.

Yi seemed, seemed, to think that what Zhao said was right. Jishu was indeed the most fun and could be satisfied with anything. Why would he still feel bored? Don't you feel particularly happy? No wonder his father hated himself a little. He was indeed too stupid to guard the treasure mountain without realizing it.

"The Jishu has always stood here and has never moved a step. Only our Wuji clan occasionally goes to the dojo. Then think about how lonely the Jishu is, and now how happy it will be if you play with the Jishu to dispel the loneliness. I My heart is as clear as a clear mirror, and everything I do is righteous."

Yi has realized that, indeed, his vision is too small and his thoughts are too rigid. He should put aside the pedantic ideas of the older generation like his father and become... a person like his father?

"Boom"

Something seemed to be broken, and the clothes on Yi's body were emitting a light green light.

Yi shook his head. Something was interfering with his thoughts just now. The thoughts in his mind were always developing in strange directions. Why did he have such rebellious thoughts? It was so strange that he thought what his father said made sense.

Yi looked at Zhao across the table. At this moment, he was already sitting on a chair. He was holding the table and looked like a dream. Suddenly, there was a pot of tea on the table. He was sipping the tea leisurely and calmly, as if It was as if those words just now did not come from his mouth.

"Father, just now?" Yi still felt that what was just now was not an illusion. He didn't know these things, so he could only ask the other person involved.

"That's right, those words just now were all said by me. Didn't you agree with the expression I just saw on you?" Zhao put down his cup and showed an intoxicated smile. "Why don't you admit it in the blink of an eye? A manly man will say it. Do it.”

"But..." Yi tilted his head with a confused look on his face. It always felt wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it. The words he said did come from his heart.

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