The strongest talent tree

Chapter 775 Ming Wu
"It's meaningless to worry about responsibility now." Feng Hao sighed, and in a daze, a light of understanding flashed in his eyes: "Now that the enemy understands, don't blame yourself too much."

Hong Kai was slightly startled, and couldn't help but look at Feng Hao meaningfully: "It seems that my little friend has figured it out, but it's me... alas~!"

"It's normal. After all, what you have lost is a close relative." Feng Hao sighed lightly to express his understanding.

The young and old talked for a long time, and the guilt and self-blame in their hearts were gradually relieved during the conversation.

After a blink of an eye, they had already talked into the evening. Feng Hao bowed gently and thanked him, "It's getting late. You'd better go back and deal with family affairs as soon as possible. This junior wants to spend more time with them."

Hearing Hong Kai lament, he turned around and left without saying anything more.

After seeing Hong Kai off, Feng Hao was left alone in the empty wilderness cemetery. The night slowly fell, and with the afterglow of the setting sun, Feng Hao's bleak figure was reflected, calm and lonely...

The sun and the moon alternated, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

For five days, Feng Hao stood quietly in front of the grave, thinking back and forth, staring at the sky, the earth, and the grave, and seemed to see a lot of things clearly.

During this period, I heard that Hongkai came a few times, but Feng Hao politely sent him back.

After five days of being in a daze, the Three Seconds of Fire in the sea of ​​consciousness couldn't stay idle. From time to time, it jumped out of the sea of ​​consciousness and floated around Feng Hao, feeling Feng Hao's state thoughtfully.

"My dear, is this a great enlightenment, a clear understanding of the rhythm of life and death?"

Thinking of this, Sanshuohuo became even more restless, looking left and right around Feng Hao. The more he looked, the more surprised he became, "Grandma, what kind of shit is this kid's luck? Why don't I have such good luck?" transport?"

"Is it because I have been with too few girls? Well, that must be the case. It seems that I have to work harder in the future."

"Huh? No, no, when you suddenly realize the great way of life, there should be some fluctuations in the world, right? But this kid doesn't even have the slightest fluctuation."

"Holy shit!" Sanshuo Huo seemed to realize something and said in shock, "Is it possible that this kid is really just in a daze?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Hao's dull eyes suddenly regained their luster. He looked at the three-second fire in front of him with confusion, and said with a strange expression: "What are you doing? Are you trying to do harm to me?"

"Emma, ​​you're finally awake." Sanshuohuo answered the question with great expectation: "Tell me, have you realized anything in the past few days?"

"What is it that you don't understand? What are you talking about?" Feng Hao asked in confusion.

Sanshuohuo scratched his head in confusion and said, "Then what were you thinking about when you were in a daze these past few days?"

"Oh~ you're talking about this." Feng Hao said with a dumb smile: "I just carefully recalled my only twenty-odd years of life."

"How does it feel?" Sansiaohuo asked excitedly.

Feng Hao pondered for a moment and said thoughtfully: "It's wonderful... it's like a trance..."

"Fuck!" Sanshuo Kuang was sweating profusely, smoke was coming out of his ears, and then he went back into Feng Hao's sea of ​​​​consciousness with a head of crimson smoke.

I thought that after Feng Hao got lucky, he would be able to reap some benefits. Who would have thought that this bastard didn't understand the true meaning of life at all, but was really in a daze.

At this moment, Sansiaohuo only had one sentence in his heart, but it was a pity that it was not suitable to say it out.

Feng Hao was too lazy to pay attention to Sanshuo Huo. In his impression, Sanshuo Huo was an unruly and neurotic person who had no idea what he was thinking.

Recalling his only twenty years of life, most of which took place in the ancient Chinese country on Earth, with a strict father, a loving mother, and a genius little witch sister, all the trivial memories of yesterday are blurred.

There were also a few years of dominance in "The Magician", which can be described as exciting and exciting.But when he connected his past memories together, he felt vague and aimless, as if everything was just an arrangement of fate...

Suddenly, looking at the tombstone in front of him again, Feng Hao finally understood what the elder Judgment meant by "having a clear conscience."

When everyone is conforming to the destiny and trapped in layers of rules, perhaps it is time to construct a set of life logic that belongs only to them, treat everything, and have their own decisions.

And this set of life logic is the so-called "heart".

The results obtained by doing so may not be satisfactory, but at least they are guilt-free.

Thinking of this, Feng Hao showed a calm look in his eyes. He gently filled two glasses of good wine and scattered them on the ground in front of the grave. Then he picked up the wine bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

At the same time, when he figured everything out, the thief master appeared in front of him with a smile.

Feng Hao was startled slightly, and said in astonishment: "Teacher? When did you come?"

"It's been two days." The Thief Master smiled lightly and nodded. He looked back at the graves of Lu Linfei and Ting Xiaoyu, and said with relief in his eyes: "Since you have figured it out, then follow me to Dieying Mountain as a master. You still have one more thing to do." There are more important things to do.”

"What's the matter?" Feng Hao asked confused: "Could it be that you have already helped me think of what to do next?"

"You can put it that way." The thief master smiled mysteriously and waved his hand, causing a wave of space fluctuations that swept Feng Hao into the sky.

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Half a day later, when Feng Hao was brought into the [Sacred Realm of Thieves] by the Thief Master, he finally understood the Thief Master's intention.

While using the heads of the Wen family to pay homage to Lu Linfei and his wife, isn't that also to avenge the elder Judgment?
Thinking of this, Feng Hao followed the thief master to pay homage to the tombstone of Elder Judgment with a heavy heart.

The moment he came out of the [Sacred Realm of Thieves], Feng Hao's inner mental settlement was completely solved, so much so that the [Judgment Dao Fetus] on the gene tree cracked a little, and it felt like it was in bud.

"Teacher, brother, they are all doing their own things. What do you think I should do in the past two years?" Feng Hao raised his eyes and asked.

The thief master pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't think about it. After discussions with the elders, I have already found a place for you."

"Oh? Where are you going?" Feng Hao asked curiously.

"You'll know when you get there." The thief master pretended to be unpretentious, and directly under Feng Hao's astonished gaze, he swept him up and flew towards the main peak.

Today, the main peak hall has returned to its former peace, with countless thieves coming and going, busy with their own business.

When Feng Hao landed, he was already standing in front of a familiar temple.

"Judgment Hall? Why did you bring me here?" Feng Hao asked suspiciously: "You don't want to judge me, do you?"

"Stop being so talkative." The thief master glared at him angrily and strode into the Judgment Hall: "Let's go, Jinglou and the elders are waiting for you."

"What are you waiting for?"

Feng Hao was confused, completely confused about the situation, and followed the thief master in a daze. As expected, Jinglou and several respected elders were waiting for him in the palace.

Although he didn't know the specific situation, Feng Hao still became serious unconsciously. After all, such a big battle is definitely not a trivial matter.

(End of this chapter)