Li Tianming discovered that all the people in Wandao Valley were really discussing the matter of the 'Purple Mist People'.
"The Purple Mist people and the people from the Infinite Realm who killed the Holy Ancestor of the Prison Demon Clan are the same group of people!"
"They are the enemies of the Hell Demon Clan!"
"I wonder if any of those who died in the Yin and Yang Realm died at the hands of the Ziwu people?"
"A challenger really appears in Wandao Valley!"
There was a lot of discussion everywhere.
The Ziwu people are the most popular in Wandao Valley. Even when Li Tianming appeared with Sui Shen Yao on his arm, no one paid attention to them.
"No one is watching your show?" Li Tianming was very satisfied with his "low profile".
"No matter what, do it to the end!"
Sui Shen Yao took a breath and became very close to Li Tianming. The two of them were "sweet and greasy" in the center of the crowd, and they were not "ashamed". This time they finally attracted some attention.
"Hey, the big devil and her son-in-law are here."
"I haven't seen them for a while. Are you busy making little people again?"
"Damn! I'm blind. I didn't expect that the big devil would turn into a little woman one day."
"If you want to be considered a great person, it must be our Taoist Master Li."
"A role model for our generation!"
"What day is today? I didn't expect people like Dao Master Li and Qi Tian Muchen to appear outside the Wandao Ruins at the same time?"
Li Tianming hadn't walked a few steps when he suddenly heard the name 'Qitian Muchen'.
"He's here?"
It was the young son of the Valley Owner who brought back the news about the Ziwu people.
Li Tianming glanced around and finally found Qi Tian Muchen in a special place.
He was actually next to the sweeper!
Li Tianming looked from a distance and saw the sweeping man sitting on the ground with his head lowered, while Qitian Muchen stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, talking.
There were no other people from the Qitian clan protecting Qitian Muchen.
Seeing that he was talking enthusiastically, Li Tianming quickly said to Yin Chen: "Go and listen to what he and my uncle are talking about."
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The vast market is bustling with people coming and going.
In a corner, an old man in ragged clothes sat cross-legged with his head lowered, his hands resting on his knees.
He has lost a lot of hair recently, has gained a lot of spots on his face, his body has shrunk more, and the shackles on his legs have become tighter.
'Qitian Muchen' in a white gold robe, a graceful young man, standing against a jade tree in the wind, with his hands behind his back, blown by the breeze. His black hair is fluttering in the wind, elegant and noble. His flesh and blood skin is nourished by thousands of sources all year round, glowing with crystal clear light.
The clear luster, such a young and vigorous life form, is in sharp contrast to the twilight old man next to it.
The old sweeper did not raise his head to look at him. Today, the sweeper looked calm and somewhat lonely.
Qi Tian Muchen didn't squat down either. He stood upright, looking down from a high position, like the prince of the imperial capital inspecting the common people and came to a beggar.
After standing for a while, Qi Tian Muchen suddenly smiled, and then said: "Did you know? When I was just born, I was conscious. I clearly remember that you hugged me and you were very happy. Everyone told you that this child was smart.
He looks good, and when he grows up, he will at least be a handsome boy. I was very impressed by your smile at that time. I learned about the joy of the world through your smile. Your smile and joy told me that this is a beautiful world.
.”
After speaking, he lowered his head slightly to see what the old man's reaction would be, but to his regret, the old man seemed to have heard nothing and still lowered his head, like a farmer who had just finished his work and was too tired to speak.
The corner of Qitian Muchen's mouth twitched slightly.
A trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Grandpa, let me ask you: now that things have happened, do you realize that you were wrong?"
After asking, he shrugged and added: "My father has given you so much time to reflect and admit your mistakes. Until now, I have grown up as you expected, and do you know that you were wrong?
?”
When the old man heard this, he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said: "My child, he didn't ask me to reflect on my mistakes and admit my mistakes. He tied me here like a puppy just to declare that he and the Qi Tian clan were in harmony with each other.
The rules of the Yusan Family are just to prove the supreme authority of Wandao Valley, and they are also to torture me and make me die a bad death."
"Okay." Qi Tian Muchen smiled. He couldn't help but smile. He still stood tall and looked at the old man and said: "Actually, I didn't come to see you specifically. I was just passing by and suddenly remembered that you were killed.
It's just tied here, you shouldn't think that there is any family relationship between you and me, let alone feel happy that I will appear in front of you when you grow up, right?"
"You don't need to stress these things, it's meaningless." The old man said.
"It's really meaningless. The only thing I remember about you is your smiling face when I was just born. You made me understand that the people around me welcomed me into this world, and I was very happy.
I've been happy for a long time...but that's all." Qitian Muchen said calmly.
"Very good, let's go. Continue your life as a proud man." The old man said.
"You don't need to say this. I will live a better life than you imagined, and Wandao Valley will get better and better." Qitian Muchen said.
The old man didn't want to say anything else and waved his hand.
From the beginning to the end, he never looked at the young man again.
Qitian Muchen turned around. He suddenly remembered someone, turned his back to the old man and said, "By the way, I want to tell you, 'Qinghe', she is very well-behaved."
The old man's body trembled slightly.
"She is your sister." He said in a hoarse voice.
Qitian Muyu shook his head in astonishment and said: "Don't make such a joke, my surname is Qitian, her surname is Jian. Your 'Qingchuan Family' is just a descendant of the Qitian family. Although she and I came to this world at the same time,
, the bloodline has made everything clear. Qitian is Qitian, Qingchuan is Qingchuan."
Having said this, he looked back at the old man, and the other man's reaction finally satisfied him. He couldn't help but said: "Qinghe won't live for long, her life is mine... This matter has never been resolved.
It was doomed from the beginning.”
"Chen'er!" The old man raised his head and looked at Qitian Muchen with trembling eyes.
"Although you gave me my name, you should still call me that. We are not that close." Qitian Muchen laughed at himself.
"Don't touch the green crops." The old man said these four words with a hoarse voice and gritted teeth.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Qitian Muchen's shirt!
Qi Tian Muchen was startled for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. He did not answer directly, but his smile told the old man the answer.
That is, impossible.
"Grandpa, you are old and no longer useful. There are some things that you could not change in the past, and you cannot change them now. Accept your fate, and guarding the Ten Thousand Dao Ruins here is your final destiny."
After saying this, Qi Tian Muchen gently pulled away the old man's hand, lowered his head slightly, and whispered: "Don't move your hands or feet, you know? I generally don't beat my elders."
"Okay. I can learn the essence of your father and your entire Qitian clan."
The old man shook his head and smiled. Although his face was smiling, his eyes contained too complicated and sad emotions.