When Tang Ming said this, he suddenly remembered many things.
He has been fishing in Xuanwu Lake to refresh his mind since ten years ago. In the past ten years, other fishing friends have come to exchange fishing experiences, but he has not integrated into them.
In order to cling to him, those big families turned the Xuanwu Lake area into a no-fishing zone.
Even during the peak tourist season of Xuanwu Lake, he could faintly hear whispers coming from the shore, discussing whether he had a mental problem.
But Fan Zhongtian ignored these.
Instead, for the sake of tranquility, I specifically choose uninhabited areas to fish.
One wrong step, one wrong step.
Totally wrong.
"No wonder I'm stuck on the last half step and can't make any progress."
Fan Zhongtian sighed, looking a little sad.
But then.
His eyes were shining with light. He was not afraid of making mistakes. Now that he knew where his mistakes were, he still had a chance to correct them! At least he had gained something in the past ten years, which brought him very close to the realm of divine transformation.
It's just the last half step.
"My little friend's explanation was like an enlightenment. It solved a big problem in my cultivation."
"Thank you."
Fan Zhongtian stood up, clasped his fists and bowed towards Tang Ming, bowing deeply.
Tang Ming smiled and waved: "You're welcome, everyone just gets what they need."
Fan Zhongtian shook his head slightly.
The value of the information he provided was very different from that of Tang Ming.
This is the essence of mortal transformation, the essence that can help him break through to the realm of divine transformation, it is a priceless treasure.
"Little friend, are you sure you are not from the Hidden World Sect?"
Fan Zhongtian asked, and then rejected himself: "That's not right. Even the hidden sect doesn't know this little friend's opinion."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and shook his head: "I told you a long time ago that I am just a casual cultivator, not a member of the hidden sect."
Fan Zhongtian understands that there are so many monks in the world, and many of them have had opportunities. The young man in front of him should be one of the casual cultivators who have obtained a strong inheritance.
At this time.
The thunderstorm in the sky is coming to an end.
Tang Ming stood up with a smile: "Senior, it's getting late. If you have anything else to do, please leave first."
"good."
Fan Zhongtian stood up to greet him. When Tang Ming reached the shore, he remembered something important.
He quickly asked loudly: "I haven't asked you your last name yet, but when I break through to the state of becoming a god, I will definitely thank you very much."
"My surname is Tang and my given name is Xuantian."
"Senior, there is no need to thank you too much. You and I are just taking what we need."
Tang Ming waved his hand, then strode away with Zi Ri.
Tang Xuantian! Fan Zhongtian obviously shrank his pupils when he heard the surname Tang.
"Tang Xuantian!"
"I can conclude that there is absolutely no such person in the Tang family and Tang clan in Jinling."
Fan Zhongtian murmured to himself that he knew all the wealthy families in Jinling City very well, especially the Tang family in Jinling, because he knew some old things very well.
There is no such person as Tang Xuantian.
"It should be someone with the surname Tang from out of town."
Fan Zhongtian stared at the direction Tang Ming was leaving: "This boy is too mysterious, and his knowledge is terrifying and extraordinary. He can transform into gods and mortals at the foundation level."
Although there is a saying in Chinese proverbs, "There is no priority in learning, the master is the teacher."
But when it comes to cultivation, if there is not much difference in cultivation between the two, the latter may have some unique insights that can suddenly enlighten the former.
But Tang Xuantian was only in the Foundation Establishment realm, but it was able to give him, the guardian of Jinling who was half a god, a kind of enlightenment.
It has to be shocking.
"Tang Xuantian...is a bit interesting."
Fan Zhongtian's eyes flickered, and then he lowered his eyes and glanced at Xuanwu Lake, where he had been fishing for ten years.
"Bang -" The fishing boat under his feet and the coir raincoat on his body exploded into powder, setting off gusts of wind.
With a flick of his finger, the sword energy flashed.
Hair is flying.
When Fan Zhongtian reappeared on the shore, the Taoist priest's hairpin that was originally coiled on his head disappeared, and he had a simple old-age haircut.
His straight back was slightly hunched.
The sparkle in his eyes dissipated and became cloudy and yellow.
The celestial spirit in his body converged and dissipated, revealing instead the calmness and honesty common to the elderly.
The original old man fishing alone with an ethereal temperament and a deep and hard-to-dispel aura has disappeared.
Fan Zhongtian now.
Just an ordinary old man in the secular world.
...Thunderclouds are still rolling all over the sky.
More and more violent.
Tang Ming seemed to feel something as he walked on the road. He raised his head and looked into the distance: "It's almost time to end."
It seems to be to confirm what he said.
"Boom!"
The last lightning snake, which was as thick as a bucket, exploded.
Then.
The world is silent.
A golden light shone down, the dark clouds began to spread, and the sun returned to the earth.
"Successful."
Tang Ming smiled, silently celebrating Uncle Yang in his heart, and then strode away with Zi Ri.
...The Yang family's residence.
Yang Xiong knelt on one knee, his body covered with bloodstains and wounds, which were the black marks caused by the thunder bombardment.
Center on him.
The lawns with a radius of several hundred meters were reduced to charcoal, the ground was cracked, and more than half of the villa behind them collapsed.
Whoa! The golden light falls.
As if the spring of March had penetrated the heart, Yang Xiong's injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin on his body that had been blackened by electric shock began to fall off.
A burst of vitality poured into the body.
Boom! Yang Xiong's whole body exploded with rich life potential, and his whole body suddenly became energetic.
Qi and blood soared into the sky.
The soul is filled with energy, like being reborn.
Survive the thunder tribulation and obtain the favor of heaven.
Joining the Nascent Soul will increase your lifespan by three hundred years.
"Hahaha, I finally made a breakthrough!"
Yang Xiong looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter echoing throughout the world, full of ultimate ecstasy and exhilaration.
Whoa! Another golden ray of light came down.
Vast spiritual power entered his body and flowed through Yang Xiong's limbs and bones.
The excess spiritual power overflowed, and with him as the center, the spiritual power of the entire Yang family station was more than ten times thicker.
"Yang Hua, Yang Lie, Yang Tong!"
"Quickly bring the elites of the Yang family over to absorb the spiritual power to avoid wasting it."
Yang Xiong spoke loudly, and the sound was rolling, stirring up bursts of spiritual power.
far away.
Three figures came running quickly, followed by dozens of Yang family elites.
"Brother, it really worked!"
"Hahaha, my eldest brother has broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm!"
Yang Hua was also filled with ecstasy.
Yang Lie and Yang Tong knelt down on one knee, cupped their fists and congratulated: "Congratulations to the head of the family for breaking through to the Nascent Soul."
"Congratulations to the head of the family for breaking through to Nascent Soul!"
"Congratulations to the head of the family for breaking through to Nascent Soul!"
Dozens of Yang family elites who dared to come also knelt on one knee and congratulated in unison.
"Don't worry, you are all my confidants and the elite of my Yang family. Hurry up and absorb these innate spiritual energy."
Yang Xiong laughed and scolded, asking everyone to practice harder.
And he himself rose into the sky and bowed heavily in the direction of Purple Mountain: "Yang Xiong will bear in mind Mr. Fan's kindness."
"good."
In the void, a faint laughter came in response.
Yang Xiong straightened his body and stood proudly between heaven and earth. Then he raised his brows and turned his head to look forward.
Thick breaths came one after another.
They are all powerful people from various wealthy families in Jinling City.