Spirit Sword Sovereign

Just imagine……

Once you enter the battlefield of collapse, you can only be alone, alone, and travel alone!

Finally, he escaped from the collapsed battlefield and returned to his own magnificent but unpopular home.

Although that home is luxurious and worth hundreds of millions, it is not populated and popular.

I'm lonely, and I don't even have a speaker.

In contrast...

Although the slum is dirty, messy and bad, with a little tidying up, it can be turned into a paradise on earth.

After each return, Zhu Hengyu can recuperate and adjust his mood in this paradise. There is nothing better than this.

but……

For now, it is far from enough.

At this moment, the poor in this slum can be said to have mixed good and bad.

There are both the good ordinary civilians and the murderous gangsters.

Those kind ordinary civilians are nothing more...

Zhu Hengyu is also willing to be kind to others.

However, if it is something like a one-eyed brawny man, Zhu Hengyu will clean it out anyway.

Otherwise, Zhu Hengyu will build on this side, but they will destroy it on the other side. This is impossible to develop.

After all, destruction is much harder than construction.

It takes many years to build a city, bit by bit.

But if you want to destroy a city, it may be burnt in a fire.

After making a decision...

Zhu Hengyu took Yan back, hired a carriage, and hurried to the place where the deer cart was stored.

After paying the money and taking out the deer cart.

Zhu Hengyu drove the road car all the way towards the slums.

At a vehicle storage office near the slum, Zhu Hengyu stored the deer cart in.

Later, Zhu Hengyu and Yan Hui returned to the slums.

All the way back to the shack...

Although Zhu Hengyu and Yanhui had already stayed in the Frost Battlefield for a week.

But for reversing the Five Elements Realm, only one night has passed here.

Therefore, nothing has changed in the shack.

He greeted Yan Hui and sat on the bed, Zhu Hengyu knew that there were some things that he had to talk about.

Zhu Hengyu looked at Yan and replied, "Your injury has been healed. Do you have any plans next?"

Yan Hui was stunned, if he could, of course he wanted to follow Zhu Hengyu's side.

But, don’t even think about it, it’s impossible.

Before, it was because Zhu Hengyu was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to watch a child die in front of him.

With the ability to lend a helping hand, Zhu Hengyu is obliged!

But now, Yan Hui has recovered health.

As long as you work hard and endure hardships, you can always support yourself.

So, next...

Zhu Hengyu has no obligation, so he will continue to take him by his side.

As for staying with Zhu Hengyu all the time, it is even more dreaming!

Not to mention him, the lowest class of street children in society.

Even the city lord of Tiandu City didn't take it seriously.

In the rest of his life, he must work **** his own.

Just as Jin Hao and Dutian said.

You must master your own life!

Your own destiny should be in your own hands.

but……

Yan Hui asked himself, he had no good at all.

What can he do with his own words?

I can't read or count.

That is, there is no culture and no ability to learn.

I lived fifteen or six years old, but never practiced.

He can't even eat enough food every day, and his body is extremely weak.

How can he survive in this world?

After pondering for a long time, Yan Hui finally found the answer.

The only answer!

Slowly raising his head, Yan Hui looked at Zhu Hengyu and said, "May I call your husband, can I learn from you?"

This……

Zhu Hengyu frowned suddenly.

Before today, Zhu Hengyu had never thought of taking Yan back as a disciple.

It's not that Zhu Hengyu couldn't save it! In fact, Yanhui's bloodline and talent are really not in line with Zhu Hengyu.

Zhu Hengyu didn't know how to train such a disciple.

The attribute of Yanhui is wood!

The bloodline is three thousand weak willows!

These three thousand weak willows are not trivial.

Anything that begins with three thousand is extraordinary existence.

The same goes for the Three Thousand Weak Willow...

But the problem now is,

The Three Thousand Weak Willows are characterized by healing, but what Zhu Hengyu has learned is almost all created for destruction.

It is too hard for a person who is devoted to the path of destruction to teach others how to treat and how to recover.

Seeing Zhu Hengyu frowning, he looked hesitant.

Yan Hui couldn't help but lowered his head with inferiority, and drops of clear tears flowed down his cheeks.

Seeing Yanhui weeping sadly, Zhu Hengyu couldn't help sighing.

"Don't be sad, it's not that I refuse to accept you, it's really...the way I have learned is in conflict with your characteristics."

"Yep?"

Hearing what Zhu Hengyu said, Yan Hui raised his head in shock and looked at Zhu Hengyu.

What Yan Hui cared most was not that Zhu Hengyu would refuse to accept him as a disciple.

What Yan Hui cared about was actually what Zhu Hengyu thought about him in his heart.

If Zhu Hengyu did not accept him because he looked down on him and discriminated against him.

Yan Hui will indeed be sad!

But if Zhu Hengyu just thinks he can't teach him, he is afraid of delaying him.

That's another matter!

Love him so much and care about his future development so much.

How could he be sad before such kindness?

Raising her head stubbornly, Yan replied, "I know I have caused a problem for you, but... except you, no one will teach me anymore."

After a pause, Yan Hui looked at Zhu Hengyu bravely, and said decisively: "Even if they are willing to teach, I may not be rare."

While speaking, Yan Hui bravely stretched out his hands and hugged Zhu Hengyu's big hands tightly in his arms.

Looking at Zhu Hengyu admiringly, Yan replied: "I don't know, you can tell me something, but... Yan will only recognize her husband in this life."

"You pass the word me, and I will learn it."

"If you tell me a trick, I will learn it."

"No matter how strong other people have learned, I won't learn it."

This one……

Looking at Yanhui hesitantly, Zhu Hengyu said, "Although you don't mind, no matter what, I don't have enough to learn to teach you, so...I can't accept you as a disciple anyway."

To be a teacher, or even a master, one must have the ability to look after the house.

You have to be truly capable of preaching, teaching karma, and solving puzzles for your disciples!

But in front of Yanhui, Zhu Hengyu couldn't do this.

Regarding the attributes and blood of Yanhui, Zhu Hengyu was unable to teach him the matching Taoism at all, nor could he relieve him of all doubts...

Since you can't preach, teach karma, and resolve doubts, how can you arrogantly accept others as disciples? Isn't this a mischievous child worthy of the name?