Zuo Xiaoyou could feel the loss of Tomoko, but why didn’t he feel lost?

With Hong Zhennan's martial arts, he is not afraid of ordinary fighting; with Ling Lingqi's Qi-controlled sword, he has the power to protect himself in the martial arts world; with Zhizi, he has a growing helper; with Zhou Axing's special abilities, he has basically no weaknesses; with more than half a century of cultivation in the Deer Tribute World, he has become a master; with the Six Turtle Divine Arts and Eternal Life, his combat power is always at its peak; with the hundred years of cultivation in the Yitian World, he believes that it is difficult to find an opponent in the martial arts world.

The continuous growth of strength has enabled him to build the confidence of a master and also a little complacent. But on the first day he came to this world, he was hit by the Thousand-Year Tree Demon. If he hadn't been lucky enough to draw Alex's death prediction ability before, he would have died long ago at the hands of the Thousand-Year Tree Demon, how could he have had the chance to complete the mission of this world and continue the journey of time and space?

I am lost and not willing to do so.

"How can I stop moving forward in this world! I want to be stronger! More powerful! More powerful!"

...

Two months later, there was a dilapidated temple outside Jinling.

Zuo Xiaoyou put two steamed buns in the beggar's broken bowl. Looking at the beggar who had a ragged body, gray and scattered hair, and a haggard appearance, sighed: "I'm leaving Jinling. This is the last time I'll give you steamed buns."

The beggar smiled, his voice hoarse, and his turbid eyes looked at the white steamed buns in the bowl, saying, "What a pity! No one will give me steamed buns in the future, so I can only go to the city to beg for food."

After a moment of silence, Zuo Xiaoyou took out two stakes of money and said, "Two steamed buns per penny. These two stakes can buy 4,000 steamed buns, which should be enough for you to eat for three or four years." After a pause, he put the money on the ground and sighed: "The world is difficult. I can only do so much for you."

A month ago, Zuo Xiaoyou came to Jinling to look for opportunities. When he passed by the dilapidated temple, he saw a beggar who fainted inside, which was the beggar in front of him.

The beggar fainted from hunger at that time. Zuo Xiaoyou woke him up, gave him two steamed buns, and saved him.

After that, Zuo Xiaoyou was worried about this beggar, and while looking for opportunities every day, he did not forget to buy some food to bring to him.

Zuo Xiaoyou didn't know why he took care of this beggar? The world was so chaotic, and many people died every day and saw more. His heart was already numb. But it was this numb heart that he felt compassion for the beggar.

At first I couldn't figure it out, but later the beggar took an open-air bath in a rainy day, and his black face was clearly revealed.

"dad!?"

He knew the reason. It turned out that this beggar was very similar to his dead father. He was much older than his father.

A beggar looks like his father, no matter how numb Zuo Xiaoyou feels, he will not leave the beggar alone, so he keeps taking care of him as much as possible to avoid starving to death.

But for a month, he didn't find any opportunity in Jinling, so he had to choose to leave and go to the next place. Before leaving, the beggar that he was most worried about was the beggar, so he left him two stale money that was enough to survive.

Of course he could give more, but he understood the principle that a man was guilty of being guilty of being guilty. A beggar could hide his money in his arms and take it away at any time. If he gave too much, it would be easily discovered, which would attract the covetousness of some bad people.

Two chunks of money are just right.

The beggar picked up the money. Hehe laughed: "It's the first time I've seen so much money after living for so many years."

"Take care." Zuo Xiaoyou looked at the beggar deeply, turned around, and walked out of the ruined temple.

"Wait." The beggar called him.

After a pause, Zuo Xiaoyou turned around and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

The beggar looked at him and asked for a long time, "Why do you want to take care of me?"

After a moment of silence, Zuo Xiaoyou whispered: "Because you are like your father."

"..." The beggar was stunned and then laughed loudly, bursting into tears: "I actually became a father for someone? Hahaha... People like me actually have sons? Hahaha..."

Zuo Xiaoyou frowned, felt irritated, and shouted: "Shut up!"

"Hahaha..." the beggar laughed and said in a slight manner: "Good son, how dare you tell your father to shut up?"

"I miss you so old and weak that you won't care about you. Don't be ungrateful!" Zuo Xiaoyou said in a deep voice.

"Hahaha... I don't know what you can do?" The old beggar picked up the steamed buns in the bowl and took a big bite: "Do you dare to hit you?"

Zuo Xiaoyou clenched his fists tightly, making a rattle, staring at the beggar coldly.

a long time.

"Hu..." He let out a breath of turbid air, and he said with a calm expression: "There will be no future."

Turning around and leaving the ruined temple.

The beggar looked at his back and gnawed on the steamed buns, and laughed: "Son... interesting! interesting!"

After a few hours of walking, Zuo Xiaoyou came to a dilapidated temple. He saw a beggar lying in the temple and was laughing at him: "Good son, have you brought food to your father?"

"..." Zuo Xiaoyou looked solemn and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The beggar sat up and laughed: "Isn't I your father."

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head: "Senior is such a strange person, why bother teasing the younger generation?"

"It's not fun, it's not fun." Seeing Zuo Xiaoyou so serious, the beggar shook his head repeatedly, lay down again, rolling around on the ground like an old naughty boy.

"..." Zuo Xiaoyou was silent for a moment and said, "The ground is dirty, don't get out."

"It's still my son who knows to care about me." The beggar really stopped getting out, sat up, and laughed.

"..." Zuo Xiaoyou walked silently to the opposite side of the beggar and sat down, setting a fire: "Senior can do magic?"

"Don't call me senior, call me dad." The beggar took advantage again.

"..." Looking at the deep expectation in the beggar's eyes, Zuo Xiaoyou sighed: "Dad, do you know how to spell?"

"Hahaha...you are finally willing to call me dad! Good son, good son. Hahaha..." The beggar rolled around on the ground excitedly, cheering and screaming.

“…”

The beggar quickly rolled back to his original position, sat up, looked at Zuo Xiaoyou and laughed: "Son. Hehe..."

“…”

"Son, where are you going?" Seeing Zuo Xiaoyou not speaking, the beggar asked on his own initiative.

"I want to go to Suzhou to have a look." Zuo Xiaoyou fiddled with the firewood.

"What are you going to Suzhou?" the beggar asked.

"Search for strange people and learn magic." Zuo Xiaoyou said.

"Oh." The beggar looked at Zuo Xiaoyou, looked carefully, and finally nodded, saying, "You have a clear bone and a good qualification to learn magic. But there are not many strange people in the world, so you may not be able to meet them."

"You always have to give it a try." After saying this, Zuo Xiaoyou paused and looked up at the beggar: "You..."

"What are you? You are not big or small." The beggar glared at him: "Call me dad!"

"..." Zuo Xiaoyou sighed: "Dad, can you teach me spells?"

"My son wants to learn magic!" The beggar laughed: "It's very hard to learn magic, why do you have to learn it?"

"I want to destroy two monsters. If I can't destroy them, I will die with my eyes open." Zuo Xiaoyou whispered.

"So serious?" The beggar was startled: "Good son. Don't be unwilling to think about it. If you have something to tell your father, your father will make the decision for you."

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head: "I want to do it myself."

"Take it yourself?" Looking at Zuo Xiaoyou's resolute look, the beggar laughed: "Okay, okay! One person does things and one person is worthy of being my son. Son, don't worry! Isn't it just a spell? Dad teaches you."

I searched for it without any effort when I got it.

Zuo Xiaoyou finally realized the wonders of this sentence.

He was excited and happy: "Thank you, dad."

"Good son, good son." The beggar was overjoyed and asked quickly: "Son, what kind of spell do you want to learn? Your father can teach you any spells."

Zuo Xiaoyou didn't believe it in his heart, but he was serious on the surface: "I want to learn the thunder method."

"Thunder magic? This spell is difficult to practice. If you don't have a physique that matches lightning, you will not be able to practice anything even if you practice it for a lifetime." The beggar frowned and said, "Son, reach out."

Zuo Xiaoyou asked, "Left hand or right hand?"

"It's okay to have either hand. Or to stretch out both hands." The beggar laughed.

"..." Zuo Xiaoyou stretched out his left hand.

The beggar held Zuo Xiaoyou's left hand. An inexplicable energy surged into his body, shocking Zuo Xiaoyou.

This energy was so majestic, as if it was everywhere, wandering in every corner of his body.

After a long time, the energy began to be recycled and all fell into the beggar's body.

The beggar let go of his hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem, you are in good health."

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him: "Did Dad learn medical skills?"

"Medical skills? Little Taoist!" A dangerous aura suddenly surged from the beggar's body, which scared Zuo Xiaoyou instinctively retreated, the Yitian Sword left his body, and was on emergency alert.

The beggar laughed loudly, stomping his feet on the ground, and the dangerous aura disappeared.

Zuo Xiaoyou understood that it must be the beggar who made the bad things and deliberately scared him.

But it is undeniable that the beggar's frightened really shocked him.

"Dad, who are you?"

Faced with this problem, the beggar kept silent and instead talked about the topic of learning magic.

Zuo Xiaoyou was indeed attracted instantly and soon became immersed in the tricks of the thunder method mentioned by the old beggar.

"The most common spells are the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and this is also the best technique that mortals can cultivate. However, above the five elements of spells, there are thunder and lightning spells that can kill all evil. To learn thunder and lightning spells, you must first undergo physical testing and estimate how much lightning your body can store? If you store less, it is better not to learn it." said the beggar.

Zuo Xiaoyou nodded and asked, "Dad, then do you know how to use the thunder magic?"

The beggar coughed dryly: "Dad is not a lightning physique, and he can't bear the hard work of being electrocuted every day."

"That's not true?" Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him, and the beggar's forehead was sweating coldly, and he hurriedly said, "Although dad doesn't, dad knows how to practice." He paused, "Son, do you really have to learn the thunder method?"

Considering the thunder energy in his body, Zuo Xiaoyou nodded seriously.

The beggar sighed and looked at Zuo Xiaoyou with pity, as if he had seen his life soon.

He walked to Zuo Xiaoyou and patted his shoulder. The beggar sighed, "Son, since you have made a decision, then Dad will teach you the practice of thunder method." He paused, "I hope you can survive."

“…” (To be continued.)

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