Demon Lord 3

Chapter 882 What You Are Looking For Is Your Own Heart

Wuming has always wanted to find his master, and now he is about to succeed, and he is as happy as a child. In the end, we chose the steepest road. We didn't dare to test the unknown dangers. We didn't know if it would make us take longer. We didn't take the farthest and safest road because we didn't have enough time. If we take this steep road, we still have a glimmer of hope to catch up with his master's place before we find him. If we can really meet him, maybe all our doubts can be solved. We think of things in the best way and also put our identities very straight. I have always looked down on those who can't put their identities straight. They are often arrogant, but dare not move easily. They are cowardly and dare not test. I think the person is a bit useless. Lin Zhenfei is in our team. Although he likes to stir up trouble and is very courageous, and no one can think of his weaknesses when doing things, his arrogant character is also obvious, but he is not the kind of person who does not move. He has no weaknesses that can be exploited. Apart from this, I always thought that he was the kind of person who can never be helped, but I didn't expect that later I felt that everyone in his own world may be a genius, or an existence that others can't reach, but coming to our team is like many people are top students in a class. Among these people, there will be a first and a second one, but among these top students there will also be the last one in the class. Can it be said that the last one is a poor student? Of course not. If compared with people in other classes, it can be proved that this person is already very good. The last one does not mean that he is bad, but it is understandable that he is arrogant because of his strong abilities. I met a classmate in elementary school. He mentioned that Xiangyang was the best student in our class, but Xiangyang was also arrogant. He thought that if he did a few more original questions, he could be one of the best there. But he didn't expect that when the final results came out, he could hardly rank in the grade. The students in other classes were very good one after another. Xiangyang, who looked down on girls, slowly swallowed it and finally became depressed. I don’t understand why Xiangyang didn’t take the formal exam when he graduated. Is it because Xiangyang’s path is different from ours? Everyone says that Xiangyang was admitted. After all, what is there to be admitted by recommendation in elementary school? Some people say Xiangyang went to a top class, supposedly for bright kids. But I doubt he'd have made the grade if he'd actually gone. Someone can go to such lengths to save face. I wonder where he'll study in the future. We had a good relationship, and if he'd been willing to study at any of the high schools and middle schools we previously offered, we'd have been open to him. But we each took different paths, and we gradually drifted apart, eventually no longer speaking. Perhaps two friends who could talk about anything will eventually become parallel lines that never intersect, following their own paths, never to meet again. Actually, when we arrived here, our ultimate mission was to find our nameless master, but we'd forgotten about it. What a mistake! Even if we did find him, what good would it do? Continuing down, we did indeed use a very short path for large-scale ascension and climbing, and finally found the cave. Inside, there sat an old man. I could tell it was Wuming's master. Wuming immediately knelt down, kowtowed several times, and said, "Master, you're still alive. Why have you refused to see me? I thought you were gone. Do you know how I've lived all these years? I've been searching for the antidote. I wanted to save those people. I wanted them to see that I'm not a coward, not the outcast they see me as. I'm an ordinary person, as ordinary as can be." His master turned around, his eyes red. He hadn't expected his disciple to find him. He had originally said that they would retire to the mountains and never see each other again, but he didn't expect us to meet him. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "What have you been looking for, my good disciple? I thought you were looking for the mission I gave you, but you still haven't realized that you've been searching for those antidotes. You hope others will recognize you, but you've forgotten your own heart."