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Chapter 815: Dreaming back to my youth(2/2)

How can a woman admit her mistake first? Since she misses her so much, why not put down her face and say soft words to bring her mother back as soon as possible.

Of course, Balian also knew that his father would never do this due to his personality.

The separation between his father and his mother became a knot in Balian's life, a knot that he could not untie by himself.

Sometimes he would naively wonder if one day, when he had an epiphany and shocked the world, his father would look at him with admiration, and the two of them would ride on the wind and sword to fly to Zhongyou and bring his mother back.

A family of three, sharing a family relationship.

This is the dream that Balian has been chasing all his life. This dream makes him more motivated and endorses his practice day after day.

Until he had memorized all the books in the library so well that he could recite them backwards and forwards.

He studied and cultivated earlier than others. When he was three years old, his father forcibly enlightened his mind and spirit.

He started practicing and studying at the age of three.

It took him ten years to successfully introduce Qi into his body and reach the first level of seeking Taoism.

At the age of fourteen, he had stored all the books in the library in his mind.

Among the outstanding people of his generation, he is not far behind.

When he was fourteen years old, Bailiyu finally discovered something was wrong.

This son of his seems to be raised and raised by him...it seems a bit silly to raise him.

Of course, this stupidity does not mean that his son has any intellectual problems.

Rather, he gradually loses contact with the outside world and seems to be somewhat ignorant of human affairs.

Sometimes it was rare for him to have the patience to ask his son what his hobbies were, and he even didn't know anything about it.

It seems as if there is nothing else in his life except cultivation...

Bailiyu finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

My son doesn't like to make friends with others, he doesn't like to go out, and he doesn't like to talk. Although he has good etiquette, he always feels alienated from the people of the sect.

Although Bailiyu himself would also feel this sense of alienation, it was the arrogance and alienation of a strong man like him towards a weak one.

He has an aloof character, but he also has many close friends, both life and death.

Unlike his own son, who has been alone for many years.

Fewer people take the initiative to mention what they want.

Thirteen years later, the only request I made was that after reading all the books in the library, could I ask my father to search for some more books from outside?

Otherwise, when you are stuck in cultivation, you won’t know what to do to pass the time.

Kill time?

His Bailiyu son, the young master of Baituo Mountain, lives a boring life to the point where he has no other pleasure except practicing and reading?

It was the first time Bailiyu felt guilty about his son, and it was also the first time he understood that he had been too harsh on him, making him such a monotonous person.

No! This is absolutely not okay!

If this child is allowed to continue to grow like this, there will be no improvement, and he will not be liked by any girls. If this continues, the Baili family's bloodline may not be inherited.

Then under Baili'an's dumbfounded expression, Bailiyu threw him a storage bag and a long sword, and said: "Poverty and poverty are a hammer that trains heroes. Those who can be trained by it will be the best."

The body and mind are harmonious, but if you don't exercise them, your body and mind will be troubled. If you are old enough, go down the mountain and practice."

Then he thought that his son was weak by nature and had never suffered.

They were worried that he would not go far and then come back again, or that he would use the name of the Tianxi Sword Sect to show off his power outside.

Bailiyu shouted sternly: "After leaving this mountain gate, you are not allowed to come back for less than a year! You are not allowed to say that you are a disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect!

If you come back early, my father will break your legs!"

So...Bailian, who was fourteen years old, went down the mountain to practice for the first time.

In fact, it is not that Balian has never left Baituo Mountain, but the few times he left was when his father took him with his sword to Zhongyou to visit his mother.

The human world in his memory was just dense black dots under the vast clouds. At first glance, he didn't think it was very interesting.

As for the Zhongyou Dynasty, people say it was a magical capital.

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