Tang Ming deliberately kept a straight face: "Mo Fan, if you say that, I will be angry. If you dare to say that again, I will directly ban your Mo family."
Mo Fan grinned: "Anyway, everything I have now was given by you, Old Tang. If you want to take it back, you can take it back at any time."
"Get out!"
Tang Ming laughed and scolded, and then said seriously: "By the way, how is Mr. Mo's situation now?"
The last time there was a dramatic upheaval in Jinling, Mo Tianhai was willing to blow himself up and use the Sword of the Inner Demon to help him. In the end, it was Zhang Wenyuan who used the power of the divine realm to keep Mo Tianhai's soul from collapsing.
"My ancestor has been in seclusion since he came back. He also told me to give me the gift just now. If it weren't for you, Old Tang, my ancestor would probably have fallen."
Mo Fan responded calmly.
"Don't be so polite in the future. I don't like this. We are all brothers. Don't act like that."
Tang Ming sighed, and then said: "When you go back, tell Mr. Mo that he will spend some time in seclusion to hone himself until his soul collapses."
"I have a set of mental methods here. You can pass them on to him."
"Within half a year, I will definitely help him reverse the ghost cultivation!"
Tang Ming took out a jade jewel from his arms.
What he engraved here is a set of techniques specifically for cultivating the soul. Mo Tianhai's reversal of ghost cultivation, although it sounds simple, actually still has many risks.
Bing's physical body enters reincarnation, and his soul turns into a ghost cultivator.
If there is a slight mistake, it will be a disaster.
Preparations must be made.
Mo Fan nodded attentively: "Okay, I will tell you the truth."
...After a meal, Su Yurou had completely become one with He Manyue and others.
Then, everyone went to watch a movie together. The three girls and the little girl Angela had a great time, but Tang Ming and other boys became the foils.
It wasn't until nightfall that everyone parted at the school gate.
"Tang Ming, I think college life is really interesting."
Su Yurou's face was filled with a smile, and she seemed to be yearning for it: "If I hadn't been admitted to the Berklee College of Music, I should have gone to a domestic university. It feels good."
Tang Mingxiao asked: "Why, do you regret it?"
"It's not that I regret it. How should I put it? My current life is also my dream. I just feel a sense of emotion and appreciate the wonder of life."
"If I hadn't met you in high school, I wouldn't have embarked on this path, let alone fulfilled my dream in just six months..." Su Yurou's beautiful eyes sparkled.
As night falls, the lights begin to turn on, and the busy traffic and street lights on the street reflect on [Biqudao www.biqudao.info] her bright pupils, with light twinkling.
"If I hadn't gone abroad, I might have been able to get admitted to the same school as you. That's not right. My grades in cultural studies were not as good as yours, so I probably wouldn't have been able to get into Jinling University..." Su Yurou murmured to herself.
Tang Ming smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. If you fail the exam, I can go to your school."
Um?
Su Yurou was stunned for a moment, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Although her face was blushing from shyness, she still mustered up the courage to look directly into Tang Ming's eyes.
"Tang Ming, I, I have always wanted to ask you a question..." Su Yurou bit her red lips tightly and hesitated to speak.
"You ask."
Tang Ming looked over with a smile.
"..." Su Yurou, who had finally mustered up the courage, almost gave up when Tang Ming looked at her like this.
But she still clenched her pink fist tightly, trying not to let her head hang down.
"Tang Ming, I, what I want to ask is, why, why...why are you so nice to me..." He finished.
Su Yurou quickly lowered her head.
Her pretty face was filled with crimson, and even her delicate earlobes were red. Her heart was beating so hard that she quickly folded her arms in front of her chest, fearing that Tang Ming would hear her heartbeat.
In her shyness, a word slowly rang in her ears.
"Yurou, if I said it was fate, would you believe it?"
fate?
Su Yurou raised her head in confusion: "Tang Ming, what is fate?
I do not really understand."
"In Taoist terms, fate is the relationship between cause and effect. Where there is a cause, there is an effect. To put it bluntly, it is a certain connection between two people, which leads to some kind of mental connection."
Tang Ming spoke slowly: "This is fate."
"The relationship between cause and effect?"
Su Yurou became even more cute and cute, and said in a daze: "I still don't understand."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. In short, I don't need a reason to be nice to you."
Tang Ming grinned.
Su Yurou was his regret in his previous life, and it was also his obsession that he could not forget her even in the immortal world for five hundred years.
In fact, this obsession has far exceeded the so-called fate.
Su Yurou nodded shyly, not daring to look directly into Tang Ming's eyes.
Tang Ming hesitated for a while and suddenly asked: "By the way, Yurou, do you want to practice?"
"ah?"
Su Yurou raised her head in shock, wondering how Tang Ming could ask such a question.
Tang Ming smiled and said: "I have found a method for you. You can familiarize yourself with it first. Although practice is difficult in the early stage, there are also many benefits."
Su Yurou said weakly: "Can I do it? I heard that writing about cultivation requires talent..." "Of course, you are so smart, so cultivation must be trivial."
"Don't worry, it's not as difficult as you think. Just treat it as a hobby and I will help you."
Tang Ming talked eloquently: "There are many benefits of practicing cultivation. As long as you can step into the threshold, you can strengthen your body and be immune to all diseases. It can also improve your mental concentration, which is also good for your main business..."
If these words were heard by others, they would definitely be shocked.
Cultivation is not something that just anyone can practice. With such a large population in the world, how many can actually embark on the path of cultivation?
In those immortal sects and hidden families, only a few core disciples can embark on the journey of cultivation.
Heaven is ruthless.
There is only one person in a million who has the talent for cultivation.
Moreover, talent is only the most basic requirement, and those who can truly step into the threshold are extremely rare.
Opportunity and resources are indispensable.
If nothing else, take the Guo family, the richest man in Jinling, for example. They are extremely wealthy, but neither the old man of the Guo family nor Guo Zixuan can rely on this wealth to embark on the path of cultivation.
It can only solicit offerings.
The Guo family also wanted to cultivate their own strong men, but they couldn't do it even if they spent all their wealth, so they had to settle for the next best thing.
Why did the Jinling Tang family let Tang Ming leave in the first place?
It was not because of repeated inspections and confirmation that Tang Ming had no cultivation resources that he was expelled from his ancestral home with confidence.
Cultivation qualifications are like a natural barrier. Countless people are blocked at the gate and cannot cross it in their lifetime. Although this barrier is only the most basic obstacle.
Su Yurou said excitedly: "Tang Ming, if I practice, can I become as strong as you and be able to help you?"
"Ahem, this... is a bit difficult."
Tang Ming smiled bitterly and touched his nose: "I am a little different from other cultivators. In the eyes of others, I am probably just a pervert."
"And as a cultivator, you don't necessarily have to fight and kill. There are specialties in the art."
"After you step into the threshold of cultivation, your energy and spirit will reach a higher level. In addition to being invulnerable to all poisons and poisons, you can also preserve your appearance and beautify your face. Maybe decades later, you will still have the youthful look you have now."
"Look at Agnes, who knows her true age?"
"And Angela, I don't believe any girl wouldn't envy her skin condition..."