"It's just for now that the children like it. When they grow up, they might forget about it.”
Wang Tu said with some comprehension.
The demonic leopard also sighed as it looked at the children playing happily in the distance.
"Speaking of which, I'm envious of the children these days. They can live a carefree life, watch their favorite cartoons, and play with toys. In my past life, I only had martial arts training every day and my father's strict scolding and guidance. Now that the times were different, these children might feel very different in the future.”
"Hey, Hu Zi, come back for dinner.”
"Little Ting, it's time to eat. Mom made you braised pork.”
"Come back quickly, Little Treasure…"
It was getting dark. They heard the parents of their children calling for their children to go back for dinner.
The scene of the children still reluctant to part with each other and laughing and joking with each other stunned Wang Tu.
In that instant, Wang Tu could not help but think of his parents.
Speaking of which, although the king's disciple saw this term every day, it was the name of other people's parents.
However, he couldn't remember his parents.
To be precise, not long after he entered the cultivation world, Wang Tu's parents seemed to have become passersby.
The king's disciple was a cultivator and was called an immortal, while his parents were just mortals.
In just a few decades, the soil had already been buried.
Time was a cruel thing.
Even if my parents are the ones who gave birth to me, I can't forget them in this life.
The view of mortals was that a lifetime was only a few decades, and it was almost the same as the companionship of parents, so their feelings were very strong.
Cultivators, on the other hand, could live for hundreds, thousands, or even ten thousand years.
It was only during the few decades that mortals had that they had strong feelings for their parents.
However, as the years passed, the cultivators had long since forgotten about this family relationship, and it had been forgotten by the bloody schemes, the fights between the sects, and all kinds of bloody storms.
Therefore, many mortals said that cultivators were heartless people.
Life was too long. Even if one focused on cultivation and Dao, it would still be very lonely.
It was very difficult for cultivators to remember their mortal parents who gave birth to them hundreds or thousands of years later.
For example, if it wasn't for such a common chance, he wouldn't have thought of his parents when he saw these children being called back by their parents for dinner.
Like most other cultivators, Wang Tu started his cultivation career at the age of sixteen.
By now, she had almost forgotten all her memories of her parents.
It only existed in a blur, in a small village in the forest of a mountain village, a small home in a thatched cottage.
His father's short but majestic figure, and his mother's delicate and delicious cooking skills.
He had forgotten so many words and only remembered a rough outline.
But…
Even so.
Although the memories of his parents were blurry, the long-lost kinship in his heart was even stronger.
In his memories, he had almost forgotten about his family ties and the memories of living with his parents since he was young.
At this moment, like an invisible torrent, Wang Tu's thoughts were brought into a past that he had never thought of before.
At the same time, Wang Tu's skinny old hand picked up a piece of new wood and started carving.
With each slash, he turned the remaining memories in his mind into reality. Through the form of wood carving, he carved out the image of his parents.
"Father, mother, I miss you…"
Looking at the two wooden statues of his parents in front of him, they were clearly very unfamiliar, but the king's disciple could not help but cry.
He had heard the words 'father' and 'mother' too many times, but it was too stiff for him to say it himself.
This thousand-year-old longing for his parents made Wang Tu's emotions churn.
Tears of unknown origin flowed out.
"Mr. Camden, are you alright?”
The charming leopard's gentle voice brought Wang Tu back to his senses.
"This is a tissue.”
The charming leopard took the initiative to hand a tissue to Wang Tu. It was also a little confused. Wang Tu's wood carving was fine, so why was he crying?
The king's disciple, who had regained his senses, was surprised to find that the stream formed by the time law in his divine sense had actually become much wider.
"Could it be that my thoughts just now recalled what happened in the past and allowed the time law to absorb my comprehension, so I became much stronger?”
Just now, Wang Tu's accidental recollection of his parents 'kinship had brought his thoughts back to a thousand years ago.
This was also a form of recollection of the past and a natural realization.
It actually strengthened the time law in the stream in his divine sense. At the same time, the water flow inside increased.
This also meant that the power of the time law that the king's disciple grasped was a little stronger.
This was because things like time laws were not something that increased one's cultivation level. They were very special.
The king's disciple only knew the specific method to strengthen himself. Only by occasionally recalling the past could he gain insights and become stronger.
Other than strengthening the laws of time, the king's disciple had also obtained a large amount of Transcendent Mortal experience points.
As an ordinary mortal, he was thinking about his parents.
Such a special emotion was also a part of a normal mortal's life.
"Um, Mr. Camden, look, it's almost three in the morning. Can we have dinner?”
The demonic leopard asked Wang Tu softly.
As it turned out, when it was dark, Wang Tu remembered his parents and began to carve wood carvings. He carved out the appearance of his parents to gain enlightenment. It was already late at night and early in the morning.
Meanwhile, the charming leopard had prepared dinner in advance and had been standing silently at the side, waiting for the king's disciple to start eating.
Seeing that it was already so late, he took the initiative to ask Wang Tu if it was time for dinner.
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