Wei Honglin explained the matters in Jinling City in detail.
Tang Ming listened quietly.
"Mr. Tang, after what happened that night, there are already several wealthy chaebols who want to cooperate with Xuantian Group."
"It's hard for me to make these decisions, so I'll put them off as much as possible. Everything is waiting for you to decide."
Wei Honglin spoke respectfully.
"Refuse. There are all kinds of fish in the deep water. I still want the Xuantian Group to be more pure."
Tang Ming slowly shook his head.
Then, he slowly turned around and asked, "Are the Jinling Mo family among them?"
"Mo family?"
Wei Honglin thought for a moment and shook his head: "The Mo family didn't come over to seek cooperation."
"Well, I'll thank you later and go to Mo's house to sign a business contract with Mo Fan. The treatment will be the same as other dealers."
"Remember, the business contract states that we will only cooperate with Mo Fan and Mo Yuyan, not with the entire Mo family."
Tang Ming spoke calmly.
Although the ancestor of the Mo family did not say this directly, since the other party resolved the Xuantian Group's crisis and also gave him his life sword, Tang Ming would naturally do something.
Besides.
Mo Fan is his brother. After signing the contract, Mo Fan can have more say in the Mo family.
"Okay Mr. Tang, I will go to Mo's house later."
After Wei Honglin finished explaining the matter, he took everyone away one after another.
Tang Ming was still standing in the sightseeing pavilion, with his deep eyes like stars and an ethereal temperament.
Whoa! Whoa! Several figures flashed over.
"Little Lord."
Zhao Lin, Mu Qing and Xiao Feng showed their figures.
The three shadow guards were all in a daze when they saw Tang Ming's appearance at this time.
At this time, Tang Ming had removed his ghost mask, and what was revealed was Tang Ming's original appearance, especially those deep eyes, which reminded the shadow guards of their previous master.
Tang Anyin.
The same profundity, the same lack of anger and self-power, and the same inexplicable sense of convincing, allowing the shadow guards to continue to work for him.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Ming smiled lightly: "Why are you all looking at me like that?"
Xiao Feng coughed a few times: "Ahem, the young master's temperament at this time is so similar to the master before, we were a little unable to react for a while."
Tang Ming laughed dumbly.
After a pause, he turned his attention to Zhao Lin: "Yes, you are at the middle level of the Golden Core Realm. Judging from your physical strength, you should have a special body tempering method, right?"
"Young Master has good eyesight."
Zhao Lin nodded with a smile: "My subordinate majors in spear art. Back then, my master taught me the "Crazy Spear Art". During practice, I can use the spear to temper the body's major veins."
"Through these years of practice, my body has become stronger. Everyone in the Tang clan thinks that I am a physical practitioner."
"But in fact, I have already condensed the gun soul."
The words fell.
Zhao Lin shook one arm, his muscles pulsating like a horned dragon, and his energy condensed into an illusory white spear.
His hands shook.
The spear shot out like a dragon, bursting with energy and piercing directly into the rock next to it, shattering the boulder.
Being able to condense a spear with energy alone, Zhao Lin is already extremely extraordinary in the art of spearing, and can even be said to be gifted.
Spear, the king of weapons.
Nian cudgel, moon sword, practice spear for a long time.
The attainment of gunmanship is different from ordinary weapons. There are no shortcuts. Only long-term hard training can achieve success.
"Have you condensed the gun soul?"
Tang Ming's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "No wonder your body is so well-honed. Although it is difficult to enter the Tao with a gun, once you enter the palace, it is extremely powerful."
Zhao Lin was a little embarrassed by the praise, scratched his head and said: "Young Master, you are so complimentary. In fact, I have also encountered a bottleneck in the shooting path."
He smiled bitterly: "Although entering the Tao with a spear is powerful, it is also very difficult. Now I have encountered a bottleneck in physical training. No matter how hard I train, it is difficult for the muscles and veins in my body to improve."
"Young Master, can you give me some advice?"
Zhao Lin looked at Tang Ming expectantly.
To be honest, he was most alarmed by Tang Ming's progress.
In just a short time, Tang Ming had gathered the Nascent Soul and could easily suppress powerful people from all the wealthy families. Even the hidden families were extremely afraid of him.
With such a talent, there might be a way to guide him in his cultivation.
"Let me take a look."
Tang Ming said slowly: "Use all your energy, push your physical body to the extreme, and then attack me."
"good."
Zhao Lin didn't make any ink and shouted in a low voice.
Bang! With him as the center, the energy within a radius of five meters collapsed, and all the energy and blood rushed into the sky. The energy condensed and did not disperse, condensing into a white spear.
Gun in hand.
Zhao Lin's whole temperament suddenly changed, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and there was a domineering and violent aura around him, forcing Mu Qing and Xiao Feng to retreat continuously.
"Young Master, I'm offended."
Zhao Lin drank lowly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flashed in his sharp eyes.
Whoa! With a shake of one arm, the Qi Jin spear in his hand rushed out like a violent dragon, churning the Qi Jin and making a cracking and roaring sound. This was the sound caused by the friction between Qi Jin and the air.
Extremely fast.
The spear comes out like a dragon.
The cold light comes first.
Unstoppable.
"The power is pretty good."
Tang Ming looked indifferent, and when the gun light came, he calmly pointed out his finger.
This finger is not the finger of annihilation, it is just the ordinary finger force that circulates the breath.
"Bang——" The gun light collapsed.
Zhao Lin's expression changed drastically, he shouted again, his energy and blood surged into the sky and once again condensed a spear light, which was thicker than before, as if it were real.
Tang Ming looked calm, and his fingers continued to slowly move forward.
The gun light dissipated again.
Zhao Lin groaned and turned pale.
At this moment, Tang Ming's fingers suddenly accelerated and appeared on his arm strangely. The strength of the fingers penetrated into his body, and instantly turned into a gentle force of energy exploring along the limbs and bones.
A few minutes later.
"When you practiced "Crazy Spear Technique" before, you relied on the light of the spear to continuously destroy your muscles and veins, and then achieved the effect of body tempering through continuous self-healing?"
Tang Ming was a little surprised.
Zhao Lin nodded: "Well, the crazy spear technique emphasizes neither breaking nor establishing. Every time the tendons are self-destructed and healed, the strength of the tendons and muscles will be stronger."
"That's right."
Tang Ming retracted his fingers and said with a faint smile: "This technique is indeed quite good. It can penetrate all the muscles and veins of the body when it is running. It is considered a top-grade technique."
"But..." He paused for a moment and then continued: "There are still disadvantages. When the physical body of the meridians in your body reaches a certain level, the operation of the technique will no longer be able to cause damage to your meridians."
"This is a sign of your perfect body tempering."
"But at the same time, it also means that this technique has been practiced by you to the end and cannot have an effect on you."
"It's a pity that I don't know much about gun skills, and I have never used this kind of weapon. I have no idea about the operation of gun power."
Hear this.
Zhao Lin looked lonely, but he still forced a smile: "It's okay, the young master can correct my problem, which has been a big help."
"What kind of favor is this?"
Tang Ming laughed dumbly. After pondering for a moment, he raised his eyes and said, "Relax your mental defenses."
Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much and just relaxed his mental defense.
Whoa! Tang Ming suddenly pointed a finger at the center of Zhao Lin's eyebrows, and the powerful power of the soul roared out and poured directly into the sea of consciousness of Zifu.
five minutes later.
Zhao Lin was shocked and felt that there were many more things in his mind.
""Dragon Casting"!"
"The inheritance of gun art, this is the inheritance of gun art in the immortal world!"