Chapter 665: Going to a Funeral

My relatives passed away, and I didn't protect them. Wu Yi, I can't call him a filial son. The knot in his heart is intertwined. If it is not resolved, I am afraid that he will no longer have the intention to practice, and his cultivation will be stuck for a long time.

With something in his mind, Wu Yi flew at a very fast speed, not caring about the consumption of mana. In just two days, Wu Yi crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and came to the place where he was born.

When Wu Yi was born, his grandfather was already the prime minister of the Great Xuan Kingdom. He was highly valued by the previous emperor. It was precisely because of his deep political resources that Wu Yi's grandfather dared to fight against the Xuanyang Sect, the national religion behind the Great Xuan Kingdom, in order to restore the king's power.

It's a pity that this world is the world of Taoism. The country is in a good weather, the crops are abundant, the evil spirits retreat, and the country is peaceful. The people are not grateful to the emperor and a group of officials, but to the Taoism and its many disciples.

In the battle between the immortals and the human, the human is already at a disadvantage. It has no extraordinary strength and cannot move mountains and seas, chase the stars and the moon.

What the human can rely on is the wishes of the people. In the boundless world, the wishes of the people are not obtained by the human dynasty. How can the human fight against the immortal?

Wu Yi's grandfather tried to blame the natural disaster on the national teacher, but was eventually bitten back by the national teacher. Wu Yi left home and went to a foreign country. The beginning of the day was quite sad.

By the way, this natural disaster was actually the disaster brought by the bead entering the boundless world, which caused a county to suffer from drought for years.

According to the news Wu Yi received later, because of this disaster, his grandfather also resigned from his official position and lingered in the border areas. However, later he heard that because the national teacher of the Great Xuan Kingdom returned to the Xuanyang Gate, the new emperor pardoned his grandfather's sins and allowed him to return to the capital.

It is impossible to restore the official position as before. My grandfather opened an academy to teach his disciples, all of which were legalist techniques, to cultivate talents for the royal family.

Thanks to his popularity and the secret support of the royal family, my grandfather lived a decent life in his later years. At the end of his life, thousands of disciples attended his funeral, and he died in glory.

However, I don’t know if my grandfather remembered Wu Yi, the unfilial grandson, at the last moment of his life.

After my grandfather died, my father became the head of the academy and continued his mission.

The above is all Wu Yi knows. He either knows nothing or has never seen his family again.

Once you enter the Taoist sect, it is as deep as the sea, and the world is no longer your home. I didn’t want to live like this, but in the end, I became the person I hate.

Some people say that the process of growing up is to constantly become the person you hate. It is better to say that the world in your eyes is no longer black and white, but gray. I am still moved by white, but I have more understanding and tolerance for black.

When I came to the capital of the Great Xuan Kingdom, Wu Yi restrained his magic power, dressed cleanly, walked on the street, measured the world with his footsteps, and felt the world with his heart.

It was dawn, and the living creatures began their day. Smoke from cooking was curling. Most people in the world worked from sunrise to sunset, and life went on and on.

Children chased each other and laughed, running past Wu Yi. Parents were worried that their children would be robbed, and their frightening voices came from behind. The peddlers in the street had already started selling. The hotel was bustling, and officials began their morning court...

A new day began.

It had been a long time since I had such a close contact with the world. At this moment, Wu Yi was just a mortal, no longer traveling in the world as a monk.

Like a wanderer returning home, he returned to his hometown step by step. No one knew the people passing by, and the language they spoke could only be extracted from the depths of memory to understand what they were saying? Familiar and strange.

The closer he was to home, the more timid he was. On the way here, Wu Yi was afraid that he would be late, but now, Wu Yi's feet seemed to be filled with cement, difficult and heavy, and he couldn't move at all.

Turning a street, there are wealthy families on both sides, with groups of servants at the door. Those who come and go here are either rich or noble. There are fewer pedestrians on the street. The road is paved with bricks and stones, and not even a broken leaf can be found. The rich and magnificent carriages and horses whizzed by at a very fast speed, not caring about the feelings of passers-by. In the carriage, you can vaguely hear the laughter of women.

Wu Yi walked slowly on this street, walking in the middle. The guards and servants at the door saw him and looked at Wu Yi with a bit of disdain.

He didn't know whether to live or die, and dared to walk openly on the right road. If he was trampled to death by carriages and horses, he would be reported to the prefect, and at most he would have to pay a few dollars. If the rich and noble families were unwilling to pay, they would sue you for disturbing the carriage, but you would have to bear the consequences.

The status of the rich and poor in different streets is different. Wu Yi acted very indifferent. The hierarchy of the cultivation world is not an extension of the mortal world.

You are servile to those above you in the cultivation world, bossing around those below you, enjoying the benefits of your rank while bearing the disadvantages of your rank. You are the maintainer of your rank, so what qualifications do you have to mock these people?

A carriage was galloping in front and behind. Seeing Wu Yi's plain Taoist robe, without gold lines or purple lines, and even without a decent jade hairpin, he was probably just an extremely simple Taoist in the capital.

The carriage's master had no intention of slowing down, and it was too late to stop at this moment. He just ran straight over. No matter where Wu Yi hid, it seemed like he would die. Standing there was definitely not a complete solution.

Many people hugged their shoulders, smiling, waiting to see the show, waiting to see the blood splash, and then use it as a topic of conversation, exerting its remaining effects, and eating human blood buns.

"Be careful!" A childish voice came, Wu Yi turned his head and looked, a little girl with double braids, innocent and pure, just went out, saw this scene, looked at Wu Yi nervously, and reminded him.

The carriage drove past, Wu Yi was safe and sound, and the two carriages missed Wu Yi very "together". A group of people who eat human blood steamed buns sighed with regret.

"Big brother, don't walk in the middle of the street, you will be hit by a car." The little girl pulled Wu Yi aside, clenched her fist, and reminded Wu Yi very seriously.

Wu Yi looked at the girl's clothes and decorations, as well as the basket in her hand. She should be the daughter of a servant in a wealthy family. This time she went out to buy vegetables.

Children always have more innocent hearts.

"You saved my life, big brother, and big brother will help you. When you need it, I will appear." Wu Yi put his palm on the girl's forehead and turned it into a protective aura. As long as an outsider plotted against him, even if Jindan Zhenren took action, he could stop it.

The more pressure others put on her, the more the protective qi will bounce back.

The protective qi entered her body, and the little girl felt dizzy. She was too young to bear this qi for the first time, so she had sequelae.

The class started, and she was slacking off and watching TV series while attending class. The virtual screen is so nice. The higher the virtue, the higher the evil, hahahaha