Yu Hao looked at Yu Shi who couldn't turn around, and suddenly slapped Yu Shi's heart with his palm. Without noticing, Yu Shi spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Everyone was startled by Yu Hao's sudden attack, and others went to help Yu Shi.
"Brother Hao, what's going on? What are you doing?"
"That's right, Brother Hao, can't we fight in a nest?"
Yu Shi wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth in confusion, "Brother Hao, what are you doing? What did I do wrong?"
Yu Hao said: "How about it, do you feel better? The blood and anger accumulated in your heart will easily give rise to inner demons in the future."
When Yu Shi heard this, he touched his heart. He didn't know if it was because of the effect in his heart, but he did feel a little better, "Brother Hao..."
Yu Hao said: "Everyone has a different fate. Shizi, you are so resentful. Have you ever thought about how resentful those who cannot practice will be? Not to mention others, even in the family, there are people who cannot practice. If you go and complain, I'm afraid you won't be able to live a good life."
"Shi Zi." Yu Hao clapped his hands, "We can only be ourselves and surpass ourselves, not others."
Yu Shi felt a little ashamed, and sighed a little: "If, if the cripple Yu Zhao can practice, then other people in the family who cannot practice will probably also hope to be able to practice."
"However, other people don't have such resources and methods. Over time, they will definitely become resentful, and those of us who can cultivate will have more resources taken away by others."
Not everyone is the son of the head of the family.
Yu Hao just said: "You can only practice if you have spiritual roots. This is the way of heaven. Yu Zhao, I'm afraid it's not a waste. It's probably the spiritual roots that are more special. Just wait, the head of the family will explain." Even if you don't have spiritual roots, you still have to say you have spiritual roots. .
"Otherwise, it will make people in the family uneasy and have unwilling thoughts. They will have no talent in cultivation, and they will not be able to do ordinary things well. They will be useless."
Everyone:...
A group of small young men looked at Yu Hao and were very quiet for a while.
Yu Hao looked confused: "What's wrong?"
Yu Shi said: "Brother Hao, the way you spoke just now was calm and indifferent, and you seemed to have seen through everything, like an old man."
Yu Hao:......
I shouldn't be like my father.
Yu Hao just said: "It's just a comparison of hearts. Some things can be understood just by thinking about it."
Yu Shi sighed, "Yu Zhao is stepping on you to stand up. We practice hard, but we can't compare to him, a useless person."
Yu Hao looked at his brother: "Yu Zhao is not a waste. At his age, how could you keep so many sword skills in mind?"
"Okay, let's admit that Yu Zhao is a genius. Once he can practice cultivation, he will be a genius who soars into the sky. There are cultivation geniuses in this world, why can't our Yu family produce one?"
"In the future, we can still borrow Yu Zhao's name, wouldn't that be great?"
Yu Hao was tired after talking so much, and he still had to comfort his brothers who had a psychological gap.
Everyone is talking about the Yu family. If the disaster of genocide is real, Yu Hao wants to unite all the forces, and he will always be with his brothers.
"We will practice together later. Yu Zhao said that our swordsmanship has a weakness, so we will solve the weakness. Next time, Yu Zhao may not be able to hide."
Yu Hao's words like this cheered up everyone's spirits, "That's right, just know how to hide. I'll make him confused next time."
Yu Hao:......
He said so many things before, but there was no reaction, but now he feels more energetic.
Okay, this can be considered a good thing.
Yu Hao returned to the yard and saw his father swaying on the recliner. Yu Hao walked over and said, "According to the fate you said."
Yu Hong looked at his son, "Even though the little thing followed Yu Zhao, you can't just look at it and touch it."
Yu Hao was speechless, "You clearly know that my relationship with Zhaodi is not good, so I want to run over and see what Zhaodi thinks. He will think that I want to steal something from him."
Yu Hong stood up from the recliner and patted his son on the shoulder, "You are my son, and I am thinking of you in my heart. Since ancient times, to become a strong man, you have to sacrifice a lot and have too many last resorts."
"I want you to be strong, but I don't want you to live too hard."
Yu Hao: "As long as you are strong, you can make people feel at ease, feel that they are in control, and avoid fear and panic."
Yu Hong: "If you are strong, you will have to endure the torture of jealousy."
Yu Hao: "I also want to be strong. I can't endure the torture of jealousy in vain. Dad, why do you think I will be jealous of Zhaodi?"
Yu Hong spread his hands: "Okay, don't be jealous."
Yu Hao: "I'm really not jealous. At most, I just sigh, Dad, what is my destiny?"
Yu Hong: "You don't want to know."
Yu Hao: "I want to know."
Yu Hong: "This is too cruel to you."
Yu Hao: "Are you being inferior to others?"
Yu Hong: "Congratulations, you learned how to answer quickly."
Yu Hao:......
Yu Hao looked at his father and asked, "Dad, what's your fate?"
Yu Hong: "A flash in the pan."
Yu Hao:? ? ? ?
What does this mean?
It sounds very ominous.
Yu Hao: "Dad, are you going to die early?"
Yu Hong: "What nonsense are you talking about, Yu Hao, we are just the most ordinary of all living beings, just like dogs and ants. When we can have a short-lived flash in the pan, it is our time to be very bright."
Yu Hao: "Dad, your attitude is so negative, can't you change it?"
Yu Hong said: "Tao is the trajectory of all things. Everything has its own rules. The same goes for people. Everyone's trajectory is different. This is the only fair thing. What we have to do is to move here. It’s more comfortable living within the rules.”
"Everyone is going to die anyway. You can't just wait passively and wait for death sooner or later."
Yu Hao waved his hands to express that he didn't want to hear it anymore, and subconsciously looked at the beams. The beams were empty, and there was no longer a little tiger with its furry tail swaying around.
No wonder I'm not used to it.
It seems like he has to adapt to not having a naughty little thing in the house.
Nanzhi was carried to his yard by Yu Zhao, and Yu Jing coldly picked up the back of Nanzhi's neck from Yu Zhao's arms, "No matter what little thoughts you have, I will always watch you, you are right under my nose. "
Nanzhi finally managed to control himself, shrinking his paws and round pads, and not scratching Yu Jing's face.
This is Yu Zhao's father, Yu Zhao's father, and he still wants to lie to Yu Zhao, wants to control, and wants to control.
"Dad, dad, put it down." Yu Zhao said anxiously, his lips were white because of the injury.
"Okay, here you go, I hope it can be worthy of your caring heart." Yu Jing put the little tiger in Yu Zhao's arms, took out the elixir, poured one out and stuffed it into his son's mouth: "This is for healing injuries and replenishing Qi. Don’t forget to take the elixir.”
"Thank you, dad." Yu Zhao accepted the elixir.
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