The king carp had no taste for this meal, and it was just to fill up his stomach.
It's not that the food is not cooked well, but that something is on my mind.
Several times when I was picking up vegetables, I was distracted and snatched away what Ling Yueer had already picked up.
After meal.
Ling Yue'er came to sit in front of Wang Li and said bluntly: "You have a problem."
Wang Li raised his eyes: "What?"
"I said, you have a problem, um, something on your mind."
Wang Li nodded, "That's right."
His frankness made Ling Yue'er a little embarrassed. She frowned: "With your current status, can you still have anything to worry about now?"
"Haha, what is my identity?"
"Tsk... Your grandfather is an elder of Shushan, a direct descendant of the sect master, and the master of the Law Enforcement Hall. Your father is also on duty in the Law Enforcement Hall now. One is at the Returning Dao Realm, and the other is at the Yuan Shen Realm. They are both your backers, and the sect master has also met you.
It's your thigh? What's wrong with you?" Ling Yuer wrinkled her nose in disgust.
Wang Li nodded: "You are right, but to be clear, this is not my identity, but my background."
"Is there a difference?"
"Of course. What they own is theirs. I can rely on them, but I cannot rely on them. If one day the things you mentioned are all my own, by that time, those will be my identity."
Ling Yue'er blinked blankly, and suddenly she felt that Wang Li's image in her heart seemed to have improved a lot.
Wang Li continued: "For now, I personally don't have anything specific, so although I am very happy with my background, I can't be immersed in these backgrounds."
"You say that...it makes sense." Ling Yue'er bit her fingers and thought.
Wang Li slapped her hand away from her mouth and said, "What have you been doing these past few days? It seems that your cultivation has improved a lot?"
"Yeah, don't think that you are the only one who is great. I am also a genius, okay? As long as I practice hard, won't my cultivation level suddenly rise?"
"Then when will you break through?"
"Well...it will probably take a while."
"Is the Yuanshen realm difficult?"
"It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not, it's that kind of..."
"Stop, go and think about this kind of thing by yourself, work hard, and when you surpass my two realms, you will be free."
When she heard the word "freedom", Ling Yue'er's expression changed, she glanced at Wang Li, and said, "Do you really want to give me freedom?"
Wang Li raised his eyebrows: "Why do you ask?"
"As we all know, the demon clan bound by the demon spirit curse has almost no chance of escaping. Life and death are controlled by others. Maybe one day the master will be unhappy and I will die."
"So miserable?"
"Yeah, so pitiful!"
"Then why didn't you call me?"
"Um?"
"Call Master."
Ling Yue'er blinked, lowered her chin slightly, and turned her head, her ears turning pink: "Really... do you want to scream?"
"Need not."
"Huh?" Ling Yue'er suddenly turned around and saw Wang Li's face with a bit of teasing. She immediately bared her teeth fiercely, turned around and ran away.
The room became quiet.
Wang Li sensed the spiritual energy in his body, and it was indeed pitifully weak.
The gap between him and Nezha is too big. With a sudden change, the gap is inevitable. Therefore, his sigh is not deliberately to attract hatred, but truly comes from the heart.
What is comforting is that this time he not only achieved a [pure] state, but also transformed his own sword intent.
The training of the sword is a long-term effort, the will is idealistic, and there is no shortcut to the tempering and transformation of the mind. However, possessing Nezha and his party put Wang Li on a fast track. At that time, it was said that he was Nezha
It's not an exaggeration, even if it brings back a little benefit, it will be of great benefit to him.
Thanks Nezha.
However, no matter how strong the sword intention is, it is only part of the path of cultivation.
When Wang Li takes over Nezha's body, he can use his existing sword power to kill Ao Guang's Qinglong clone.
But with the same sword intent, if he used his own body, it would be difficult for him to leave traces on the scales of the Qinglong clone, and even a sneeze from the other party could kill him.
The sword intention is indeed very strong, and there is no need to argue with this. However, if there is not enough strength to support it, the sword intention will become a tree without roots and water without a source.
In addition, Nezha's words about Yu Huo also left a deep mark on Wang Li's mind, which is difficult to forget and cannot be forgotten.
I have to ask Gouzi again about Yang Jian. Last time, Wang Li asked softly in his ear, but he ran away without saying anything. This time, by using Nezha's name, he should be able to ask
Get some information.
What worries him the most is...
"And the monkey, he...may be really dead."
Nezha's voice came to mind again.
Wang Li was silent for a long time, then shook his head, stood up and came to the futon. Once he was in a relaxed state, distracting thoughts disappeared, and he sat down to practice meditation.
…
"Father, Li'er..."
"Okay, you have to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it, right? This is Shushan, not a military camp. Put away your desire for control." Wang Kuo glared at his son unhappily.
Wang Xiao sighed helplessly: "Father, I have no intention of getting to the bottom of it. It's just that Li'er was not a genius in the past, but now he suddenly becomes so... It is eye-catching. Although I am happy, I am also inevitably worried."
"Humph, you are so concerned that you are confused. Are ordinary geniuses and spiritual geniuses the same thing? Listen carefully, Li'er has no problem, I said so!" Wang Kuo said decisively.
Wang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then looked at his father silently.
Wang Kuo felt uncomfortable being stared at and frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Dad, have you checked him?"
"What do you call this? Can it be called an inspection? I am here to verify my identity! I am also an elder of Shushan after all. If someone takes advantage of the opportunity to trick me, wouldn't it mean that I have fallen into the trap of an evil person for no reason? Besides, this is also harmful to me.
He is responsible for his good grandson. If there is a problem, I can seize the time to save him."
Hearing this, Wang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, then I can rest assured. In fact, that's what I meant. I have absolutely no intention of blaming my father."
Wang Kuo hummed twice: "That's so beautiful. Do you dare?"
Wang Xiao touched his nose angrily.
"Dad, did you also check me at that time?"
"Of course, although you are my son, we haven't seen each other for ten years. Who knows if you are real or fake?"
"Father, that's all between you and your son. It's just that Li'er wants his father to keep it a secret. Otherwise, given the child's character, I'm afraid he will have other ideas."
"I know! Because of his health, that child has not been a confident person since he was a child. I still remember that at that time, I carried him out every day just to let him have more contact with the outside world, but he was shy every time.
I don’t dare to talk to others, or even look into other people’s eyes. I don’t dare to force him, but when others see him as cute, just looking at him twice will make him anxious, and then he will turn his head and crawl into my arms..." Wang Kuo
He looked far away, a look of reminiscence welled up in his eyes, and a sad look appeared on his face.
When Wang Xiao saw this, he immediately comforted him: "Dad, things are different now. He is much more confident than before. And according to what Brother Xu said, he should... also have a decisive temper. Follow me." After that, he
I couldn't help but laugh happily.
Bang!
But Wang Kuo slammed the table, raised his eyebrows and glared: "Fart! He is obviously following me!"
Wang Xiao didn't give in anymore and said, "He is my son."
Wang Kuo said disdainfully: "He is my grandson! I brought him here since he was a child! If it weren't for me, how would you be? What are you trying to argue with me for?"
Wang Xiao was defeated.
Wang Kuo wanted to happily continue to scold his son, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately stopped and his ears twitched accordingly.
When Wang Xiao saw this, he didn't say anything.
After a while, Wang Kuo suddenly left his chair, looking extremely excited.
"father?"
"It's a good thing! Carp will worship in Cuiwei Mountain soon!"
Hearing this, Wang Xiao couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
However, he soon looked sad again.
Wang Kuo: "What, you're not happy anymore?"
"No. Dad, if Li'er worships Cuiwei Mountain, wouldn't he and I be equals in the sect hierarchy?"
Wang Kuo was startled for a moment, then grinned: "It would be nice if he was my son, so...what does it have to do with me?" This chapter has been completed!