10,000 Times the Reward of Apprenticeship: Martial Dao Horizontal Push is Weird

Hearing Wang Qi's cry, Zhao He's mood became more and more sad. After entering the room, Zhao He immediately knelt down when he saw the master who had run out of oil.

If it is possible, he would rather use his own life to exchange his master's life.

Because in his opinion, all this was caused by himself. If someone had to die, then that person should also be himself, not Master.

I couldn't help crying bitterly. Looking at Zhao He's appearance, Master smiled and stretched out his hand, and said forcibly.

"come over."

Hearing Shizun's call, Zhao He hurried to the bedside, and Shizun put his hand on Zhao He's head gently.

Without the slightest blame in his eyes, he said in a soft tone with the same smile on his face as before.

"Don't cry, there is no reason to be immortal."

"But...but..."

Zhao He, who was sobbing, couldn't say a word. After a while, Zhao He forcibly stopped the cry and summoned up his courage to look up at the master.

"Master, I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong, evil is evil, and there is never good or bad."

After going through this incident, Zhao He was full of hatred for any evil spirits and wished to kill them all.

Looking at Zhao He, whose eyes were full of resentment, there was no hint of joy on Master's face.

He knew that Zhao He was only blinded by hatred, and his nature was not like that. Unfortunately, he had no time to teach Zhao He any more.

"Is it really?"

"Yes."

"Hehe, time will give you the answer after all, and then you will know what you will choose in the end."

It doesn't make much sense to say too much to Zhao He right now, but Master firmly believes that one day, Zhao He will find the real answer, not just because he is blinded by hatred.

After all, his life has just begun. Unlike himself, Zhao He still has a lot of time to find, confirm, and experience.

And in this process, the dead knot buried deep in my heart will eventually be unraveled one day.

At the last moment, Master still had a smile on his face, and slowly closed his eyes in the company of Zhao He.

When Master died, everyone naturally brought the body back to Wuweiguan for burial.

Since then, Wang Qi's attitude towards Zhao He has been extremely indifferent, even resentful, as if a nail has been inserted deep in his heart, making the two brothers and sisters completely doomed.

And Zhao He, because of his deep self-blame, stubbornly imposed everything on himself.

Even being kicked out of the Wuwei View, despised and ridiculed by many disciples of the Wuwei View, Zhao He did not have a single complaint.

He lived alone in the back mountain for eight years.

Of course, after this incident, Zhao He no longer has any compassion for Xie Xun, at least not on the surface.

Telling Ye Ran what happened eight years ago truthfully, Zhao He drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, his eyes turned red at some point, and looked at Ye Ran.

"So Brother Ye, there is no doubt that evil is evil after all."

This time, Ye Ran didn't refute anything. He also took a sip of wine, and Ye Ran said slowly.

"You... plan to keep atonement like this?"

From Zhao He's narration, Ye Ran has heard that he has been atonement for the past eight years, and perhaps the same is true for the second half of his life.

Hearing this, Zhao He replied without any hesitation.

"This is the punishment I deserve."

Zhao He is punishing himself, locking himself in the view of inaction, locked in that night eight years ago.

"I think Shizun and his old man don't want to see you like this."

As a friend, Ye Ran naturally hopes that Zhao He can really let go and not keep himself trapped in the past.

But after hearing this, Zhao He shook his head and said nothing, but it was easy to see from his expression that he obviously didn't listen.

Yes, eight years, especially in just a few words, can be said.

However, as a friend, Ye Ran would still stand by Zhao He's side unswervingly and do his best to help him out.

Maybe it was because he was tired after talking so much, or maybe it was because he recalled what happened back then and felt a little sad. After drinking the fine wine in his glass, Zhao He got up and went back to his room alone.

She didn't open her mouth to stop her. After Zhao He returned to her room, Wu Xiyue on the side showed sympathy.

"Zhao Daochang originally had such an experience."

The little girl was also sad because of Zhao He's experience. From his words alone, it was easy to tell that Zhao He had been suffering and blaming himself for the past eight years.

Even before meeting Ye Ran, he probably didn't even have anyone to talk to.

Although Wang Qi and others were in pain, at least they still had someone to accompany them, but what about Zhao He?

Not only have to face the grief of the death of the master, but also bear the scolding from the brothers and the self-blame. There is no one around, so I can only bear all this silently.

"The child's family, have you done today's medicated bath and body quenching? Why don't you take your junior sister?"

Hearing Wu Xiyue's words, Ye Ran deliberately said with a straight face, hearing the words, the little girl snorted and took Ye Ye back to the room.

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The two little girls left, and Ye Ran sat alone in the courtyard drinking. That night, Ye Ran drank a lot, and sat until late at night before going to rest.

For the time being, I don't know how to comfort Zhao He and help him get out, but one thing is certain, that is, no matter what, as a friend, Ye Ran will steadfastly stay by Zhao He's side whenever he needs it.

Silent all night, Wu Xiyue made breakfast early the next morning. When Ye Ran got up, Zhao He was already sitting in the courtyard and greeted Ye Ran with a smile.

"Brother Ye."

"Brother Zhao."

"The first ancestor's birthday is still a few days away, so I will stay here for a while."

"I'm OK."

The two chatted while eating breakfast, and they tacitly did not mention what happened last night.

If Zhao He didn't say it, Ye Ran wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.

After breakfast, Zhao He continued to practice as usual, while Ye Ran was still lying flat in the courtyard, but the reclining chair of the martial arts hall was brought over, just for this time.

It was Xiaoye Ye's practice that only gave Ye Ran a headache.

Although there is Wu Xiyue's supervision, Xiaoye Ye is obviously not as hard as Xiyue when it comes to cultivation.

In other words, Xiaoye Ye just couldn't calm down to cultivate, and every time he couldn't hold on for too long, he would get distracted, thinking about other things in his heart, or just playing.

Seeing Xiao Ye Zi's aggrieved face and her extreme resistance to cultivation, Ye Ran was also helpless. In such a state, can cultivation really speed up?

It made Ye Ran, the master, very worried.

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