"What's the use?" Ling Yun replied lightly.

"You are still young, but when you have a richer life experience, you will understand that people are not lonely beasts after all, but are possessions of social morality. Sometimes life requires bowing and concessions. Your extreme extremes and thoughts, your ostentatious behaviors and thoughts will lead you into the abyss." My uncle shook his head, like a kind elder.

Ling Yun looked at the person in front of him. No matter whether he said it correctly or not, it had nothing to do with him. No matter how reasonable it was, it was only his reason, not mine.

"You have already felt it now. The whole village is rejecting you. No one is willing to accept you. So what if you are sixteen years old? So what if you receive a family mission. You are already alone and have no experienced hunter. What can you do to complete the trial?"

This feeling, Ling Yun smiled faintly.

No matter where you are or in what state you are, you are always the only one who can be reliable.

People in the world often like to bully the weak and fear the strong, and are always afraid of this and that, loneliness, and loneliness. Therefore, they have to pursue family, love and friendship to fill their hearts. They are obsessed with the collective, afraid of the collective, and even more afraid of loneliness.

Once you suffer setbacks, you will hide in your group and confide in your friends. As if you advise your relatives and friends, you will not dare to face fear and failure alone. If you have a little success, you will show off your complacently. You will just be so mediocre.

Ling Yun never admitted that his uncle's idea was right. In his eyes, this uncle was just a self-righteous coward.

When he was frustrated, he gave in to the world and bowed to himself, but he was still complacent about his own affairs.

Seeing that Ling Yun had no objection, my uncle continued, "We will open the skylight and say something bright. As long as you take a step back, I will still give it to you. My interpersonal relationships in the sect can also be used. At the same time, I can even pass on the martial arts to you."

"Haha." Ling Yun smiled indifferently, "Uncle, you haven't worn this piece of clothing for many years."

My uncle was stunned. Unexpectedly, why Ling Yun suddenly asked such a question. He had indeed not worn it for many years.

Ling Yun looked up and down the neat cultivation clothes and said slowly, "Uncle, you may have forgotten that you are a cultivator. The cultivator's clothes are so clean and tidy. He is either covered with dust, sweat, blood, and memory."

"If you have never fought, forget the cultivator and forget the original intention of the fight, then wearing this dress is just a matter of empty talk and losing the original taste."

"You are old, uncle, your ambitions have disappeared as early as when you are young. The comfortable life of these years has corrupted your heart. You are competing for family property not for practice, but for maintaining a rich life. With this mentality alone, how could you stop me?"

There are always a group of self-righteous old people in this world.

They will sell social experience everywhere, regard others' ideals as fantasies, regard others' hard work as youthful recklessness, and regard other people's achievements as ignorance. They often educate their younger generations, just hoping to maintain their authority and highlight their sense of existence and superiority.

"Lingyun! I am your uncle. I kindly advised you, but you are so ungrateful. You are seeking death. Let me tell you the truth. I have already discussed your mission. I will give you a mission to die. If you give up now, it will be too late. Otherwise, I will see how you complete this mission."

The contradictions are already irreconcilable, just like the new beast king who will drive away the old beast king, the beast group can only have one leader.

"Look at this, let's talk about it." Ling Yun smiled indifferently and felt relaxed.

Lingyun took down a pot of wine from his waist, pulled it open, and a trace of the unique sweetness of the golden honey wine overflowed.

"What's this?"

"What do you think is in it?"

My uncle was shocked, and his original plan disappeared, and his heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Impossible!!! I can't do it!!! Where did you get the golden honey wine?" The uncle yelled and looked at Ling Yun angrily.

"you guess?"

Ling Yun ignored him and closed the mouth, but put the whole gourd into his arms and walked towards Ji Wuming's home.

My uncle was sweating coldly, and the thoughts in his mind kept circulating, and an impulse kept struggling in his mind.

"He can do it, it's impossible. I've searched all over the mountain village and didn't see the existence of the golden bee. He must have gone deep into the mountain range. How did he do it?"

My uncle looked at Ling Yun's back as he kept moving away and hurriedly caught up with him.

"Lingyun, you can discuss something!"

Ling Yun didn't say a word, but just accelerated his pace.

"I'll add fifteen spirits? This is the biggest I can take out."

Ling Yun turned a blind eye and suddenly understood. It turned out that his father seemed to have left him something that even the cultivator wanted. Otherwise, this uncle would not have forced him so hard.

My uncle was sweating profusely. Seeing that Ling Yun had not changed his expression for his actions, he suddenly became ferocious. "You have to think clearly that you have only got a lot of useless money. What will happen if you offend me? I think you know in your heart. If you lack arms and legs, don't blame me."

Ling Yun suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha, hahaha, but that's it."

The person in front of him was so sad. He obviously had his golden honey wine in front of him, but he didn't dare to snatch it. He had no courage and wanted others to surrender. How could it be?

This is a person bound by rules. He can kill him many times without leaving any trace or merciless. He has to think about being more stable and more stable.

Even now, he has a chance. He is just a spiritualist in the early stage. He has already

After staying at the peak of the Spiritual Master for so long, he is much better than himself no matter what.

I don’t understand the principle of seeking wealth and honor in danger. How did he do it? He has lived for so long.

Ling Yun shook his head, the person in front of him was just a passerby. In the anger of his uncle, Ling Yun easily stepped into the village chief's home.

The robbery of property is more about fighting for the sake of his previous life. He cannot be called a person like his uncle or dislike him. He is just an ant in this vast world.

Rebirth is to reach the top and avenge the entire righteous path, and this uncle just blocked Ling Yun's way.

"Lingyun! Come back, you can discuss something!" The uncle watched Lingyun step by step with his spirit as he entered the village chief's house.

The sunset shone on his pale face, reflecting a little bit of light.

Before I knew it, I realized that my temples were gray.

"Am I old? Am I really old?"

Ling Yun put the golden honey wine on the table as soon as he entered the door. Ji Wuming, who had been watching Ling Yun outside, had to sigh.

"Are you sure you want to complete the homework task?"

"What do you think?" Ling Yun was not afraid that the village chief would refuse to admit his account. He had already made the noise. The neighbors around him had already spoken heavily, but now they have become his powerful weapon.

The village chief nodded expressionlessly. This task was chosen by him personally and the most difficult task. Unexpectedly, Ling Yun would be completed so quickly.

"I'll ask you how did you get this." The village chief shook the golden honey wine in his hand. He hadn't seen this thing for thirty years, but his memory was still fresh, it was true.

Ling Yun said calmly, "It's nothing. I was just going up the mountain and planned to try my luck. Unexpectedly, I saw a black blind man digging a honeycomb. I took away the bee wine below when the blind man was driven away."

"What? How can such a good thing happen?" The village chief slapped the table, his face filled with an incredible look.

"Or how could I have such speed alone?" Ling Yun spread his hands and smiled.

The village chief sat down helplessly, laughed dryly, and recorded Ling Yun's words with the mark.

Looking at the person in front of the cemetery, he kept causing trouble and crisis for himself. Even though Ling Yun had thought about assassinating him directly, he still gave up after thinking about it.

Now this person has no reason to stop him. As long as he leaves here, he will no longer become his own shackle.

"Okay, your task is completed. Congratulations, you have proved your strength. You can inherit the property left by your parents. I will get it back for you. Come and find me again in three days." After a while, Ji Wuming had already written the thing and handed him a shabby list.

"Look, the past, I came to me with this thing three days later."

"Yeah." Ling Yun nodded and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!