Chapter 491 The End of the Road (22)

[Dear Mr. Wang:]

[When you see this letter, I should have left.]

[I still remember the day when I first saw you. You walked towards me from the door, and looked at me with a kind and peaceful look, which made me immediately believe that you were my teacher.]

[Facts have proved that I was not wrong.]

[I am not an excellent disciple, and I am even a little naughty at times. I have a strong desire to possess things that do not belong to me, and then I am eager to take them for myself.]

[I should have rotted in the quagmire, but you pulled me out, apologized to people again and again, returned items, and constantly encouraged me to move forward. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today.]

[Although I am a little embarrassed, I actually always regard you as my father. If possible, I would like to say in the letter: Dad, thank you.]

After reading Wang Yi's letter, Wang Jiu's eyes were a little wet, and it seemed as if sand had fallen into his eyes.

Looking at the contents of the letter again, Wang Jiu felt that his previous hard work was not in vain, and everything he had was valuable.

After wiping away his tears, he began to read the second letter.

[Dear Mr. Wang:]

[I am still very afraid of writing, but for you, I can overcome this.]

[I have always been a freak, and my scars make me look out of place, but you didn't care about this.]

[When I beat up my classmates because of a panic attack and you paid five spirit stones for it, I thought I would definitely be driven away by you, but you didn't do that.]

[When I was afraid to go out and afraid of being blamed by you, you didn't blame me, but encouraged me and found a skill for me.]

[You have seen all my unbearable things, but you have never denied my existence. Your teachings to me will become a beacon in my heart, always guiding me in the right direction.]

[Thank you.]

After reading the second letter, Wang Jiu was moved, but also a little ashamed.

He did want to abandon Wang Er several times, because his miserable childhood made it almost impossible for him to live as a normal person.

But in the end, he still kept Wang Er and corrected himself little by little until today.

I thought the other party was just a non-player character in the magic, but I didn't expect that the other party actually remembered everything I did, which gave Wang Jiu an unexpected surprise.

As for Wang San's letter, it was much simpler.

[Mr. Wang:]

[I wanted to write a lot of words, but I forgot. ]

[But I will never forget your teachings to me. ]

Although there were only three short sentences, Wang Jiu was still overjoyed after reading it.

Wang San, you can actually write!

This time, the teacher has not lived in vain!

After reading these three letters, Wang Jiu put down the jade slip and walked to the window, looking at the disciples outside, feeling unusually peaceful.

A game full of pain can also usher in a bright ending, so the disciples in reality are far better than the disciples a hundred times, and there is no reason not to become talented.

Compared with the three people in the game, the disciples in reality are all outstanding, and I really shouldn't be angry.

So, where does my anger come from?

As the question was raised, Wang Jiu felt that the magic power around him began to boil. The doubts in his heart brought about mysterious changes, letting him know that the time for a breakthrough had come.

Recalling his past, Wang Jiu continued to delve into the source of his anger, and then he heard his own roar ringing in his ears.

"Why did you do this? Can't you just study hard?"

"There is no benefit in playing games all the time, why don't you understand?"

"Zhang Ting! Explain to me why you did this!"

"Zhang Ting! Where did you go yesterday?"

"Zhang Ting!"

Covering his head, Wang Jiu felt that the source of his anger seemed to be Zhang Ting. As long as he killed the other party, he would be fine.

"Stop, Wang Jiu. This problem can't be solved this way, otherwise you will be possessed by the devil."

The Demon Sect does have a method of killing to prove the truth, but after using it, you will be possessed by the devil.

If you are deeply trapped in love, then kill your loved one to prove the truth.

If you hate someone, then kill the other person to prove the truth.

If you want to be the first in a certain field, then kill other people in this field, and you will naturally be the first.

All these things are done by the devil, and if used, they will lead to depravity.

Sweeping away the inner demon in his heart, Wang Jiu continued to think and explore the source of his anger.

In a trance, he felt as if he had walked into a secluded path. There were endless cliffs on both sides of the road. Big mouths kept speaking noisy words in the air, but he could not hear anything if he listened carefully.

The path was full of sharp teeth. When walking on it, he could feel the sharp teeth piercing his feet, and every step he took would be painful.

Such a realistic illusion made Wang Jiu realize that this was the inner demon calamity.

The calamity that troubled him finally emerged at this moment and turned into a dangerous path.

Wang Jiu was extremely dangerous at this time. If no one protected him, he would probably fall into the abyss and could not leave.

But even so, Wang Jiu still smiled confidently.

As a cultivator, we have to face various dangerous challenges at any time.

If we don’t have the courage to move forward, what kind of cultivator is it.

Cheer up and Wang Jiu started to move forward.

Everything around him was like a dream, and all kinds of strange scenes kept appearing in front of him.

The perfect foundation of cultivation disappeared at this moment, making Wang Jiu feel extremely fragile at this moment, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Walking on the path full of teeth, Wang Jiu heard his roar getting louder and louder, and finally it was like thunder, hitting himself again and again.

The voice of his past was torturing him, but it also made him constantly look for the source of his anger.

He kept searching, constantly analyzing his heart through his own words, from which he understood his true self and found his deep weaknesses.

He saw himself constantly punishing Zhang Ting, criticizing other disciples, and urging them to keep learning.

The voice in his ears became louder and louder, and finally the whole world was left with only the echo of his anger, but it also made him see the true emotions hidden under the anger.

He was afraid!

The disciples of Wanfa Sect are all dragons and phoenixes among people. Everyone has great potential and will definitely become pillars of the upright sect in the future.

But Wang Jiu knew that he was only an average person in the Wanfa Sect. He was afraid that he would bury the talents of the disciples of the Wanfa Sect, so he could only use increasingly severe measures to make them continue to study.

Behind the fear was the anger at his own incompetence.

The target of anger seemed to be others, but in the end it was directed at himself. His own incompetence was the source of his anger, and it was also a fact that he had always been unwilling to admit.

But today, Wang Jiu saw it.

He finally dared to face himself, walked to the end of the road, and saw the self who had always covered himself with anger.

A self full of fear.