Yu Xiaogang smiled as he heard the twelve chimes ring out. It seemed Tang San had passed through the illusion he had specially prepared. The
Yu Xiaogang smiled as he heard the twelve chimes ring out. It seemed Tang San had passed through the illusion he had specially prepared. The training path was ultimately a product of dreamlike power, something Yun Lan could directly control. Normally, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't interfere with the training, allowing the illusion to guide the deepest obsessions of his soul.
It seemed Tang San had finally given up on the assassin-training Tang Sect. It seemed the care of his parents and friends filled the void in his heart, and coupled with the stimulation of childhood hormones, Tang San's personality had unconsciously become a bit childish, and he had also removed the Shura God's hidden power. Now all they had to do was deepen Tang San's sense of belonging to the Longmen Sect. Yu Xiaogang lifted his daughter from Bibi Dong's arms, placing her on the ground and smiling, saying,
"Linglong, go meet your junior brother. Today is the day he officially becomes Tang San's disciple."
Yu Linglong nodded happily and ran off to see Tang San. Flender, watching Yu Linglong's retreating figure with envy, said,
"Xiaogang, I'm a little jealous of you now. You have such a lovely and sensible daughter, and now you're taking on such a talented disciple! Alas! I still haven't found a disciple that meets my standards."
Flender glanced at his silly son, Fuxi, and sighed. "Comparing things is a waste of money!" Are people really that different? Then he looked at Liu Erlong, wondering if he should start training a new trumpet. But remembering that period when he'd been wearing the Weak Baff every day, he shuddered.
Liu Erlong felt a familiar gaze on herself, and then stopped chatting with Ayin and Bibidong about family matters. When she turned around, she saw Flanders' familiar eyes. She snorted coldly, "Flanders has ideas but no courage." It seems that she has to ask Ayin to help take care of her son tonight and teach Flanders a good lesson.
Flender suddenly felt a chill in his lower back. Before he could fully appreciate it, Yu Xiaogang interrupted him and suggested,
"Boss Flender, why don't you go take a look around the village? Maybe you'll find a disciple that suits your taste! In recent years, thanks to us, civilians' lives have improved significantly. They can basically eat and wear warm clothes. The Notting City Junior Spirit Master Academy now has a lot more part-time students, and there are many civilian talents emerging."
Yu Xiaogang casually projected a virtual projection screen into the air, displaying the exponential increase in civilian spirit masters who had awakened their martial spirits and possessed innate spirit power over the past three years. Everyone present stared in surprise. They hadn't expected so many civilian spirit masters in Notting City's villages. But they also realized that with Notting City's prosperity, even a little exposure could help those struggling villagers get enough to eat. With the improved living standards, more civilian children were awakening their martial spirits and possessing innate spirit power.
At that moment, Yu Linglong led Tang San into the sect's main hall. Upon entering, Tang San saw the virtual projection screen in the air. Thanks to his Purple Demon Pupil, he had excellent vision and could easily read the comparative data on the civilian spirit masters.
Tang San was slightly startled, then a warm smile appeared on his face. Sure enough, the Longmen Sect was the one he deserved to protect. The Tang Sect, which only knew how to fight, kill, engage in shady plots, and poison, should get lost! After all, in the martial arts world of his previous life, the Tang Sect was truly unreputable. From the perspective of Tang San stepping out of the Tang Sect's narrow world and gazing at the wider
world, the Tang Sect was truly a third-rate sect. As Tang San glanced back at the people waiting for him, his pupils suddenly widened as he saw Ah Yin, who was looking at him with tenderness. She was no longer a phantasmal projection, and this was the Longmen Sect's main hall, not the Yin-Yang Eye. So, Tang San's mother had finally returned to life! Unable
to hold back his tears, Tang San, like a lonely wanderer, leaped into Ah Yin's arms with swift steps, sobbing,
"Mom! Xiao San can finally hug you! Mom, you're finally back to life! I'm so happy!" Perhaps after training his mind in the illusionary world of the training path, living alone in that false past life, Tang San missed his parents' warm embrace.
Ah Yin gently stroked Tang San's smooth blue-gold hair, picked up Tang San and rubbed him into her arms, gently wiped Tang San's tears and said:
"Okay! Don't cry, little San, isn't your mother resurrected? Look at your pretty face, it's all red from crying, it's not cute anymore!"
Tang San felt a little uncomfortable in Ah Yin's soft embrace and blushed.
"Mom, I'm grown up! I'm a boy now and can be on my own! I'm not a child anymore! Can you put me down?"
Ah Yin found it funny, mainly because Tang San's current appearance was completely unconvincing. He had a delicate and pretty face, big, watery eyes, and a soft body with a milky fragrance. She didn't know if it was the bloodline awakening potion Yu Xiaogang had given her, or Tang San's own bloodline, but he didn't look like a boy at all. If she hadn't been Tang San's biological mother, she would have thought she had given birth to a daughter.
Ah Yin rubbed Tang San's chubby little face lovingly, then carefully placed the blushing Tang San on the ground and teased:
"Good! Our little Tang San has grown up and is starting to dislike mommy. But my little Tang San is so cute! Promise mommy not to cut your hair short anymore. Mommy likes your beautiful hair. How nice it would be if you had the same hair as mommy?"
Tang San felt that everyone in the hall was looking at him with a smile. Tang San could only blush and mutter:
"I won't dislike mommy! Since... since mommy likes me to have long hair, then I won't cut it down in the future!"
At this time, Tang Hao walked over to Tang San and squatted down. His rough big hand patted Tang San's little head, then signaled Tang San with his eyes and said:
"Xiao San, daddy congratulates you on passing the test of becoming a disciple! You are worthy of being my... er... son! Go and officially become a disciple! Don't keep your teacher waiting!" Tang San felt that he had heard correctly. Daddy must have wanted to say daughter just now, right? He must have! Tang San felt like his mother had tricked him. Seeing him waiting here with his hair cut short, Tang San finally came to his senses and his IQ took over. "Well, a real man, a man of his word! It's just long hair! From now on, if anyone dares to laugh at him, Tang San will smash their head!"
Then, after nodding to his father, Tang Hao, whose expression was a little unnatural, and his mother, Ah Yin, who was looking at him with a gentle smile,
Tang San walked to the center of the sect hall, kneeling before Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong, who were seated at the main seats. He kowtowed three times and nine times, formally becoming Yu Xiaogang's disciple. Yu Xiaogang smiled at Tang San, who acted like a little adult. Tang San's generous gesture surprised everyone present, but they all looked up to him. He was a good boy, a good disciple. Flender was almost jealous. He decided to visit more villages and recruit a disciple that met his requirements!
By this time, Yu Linglong had already prepared tea and was holding a tray. She walked over to Tang San and said with a smile,
"Little Junior Brother, here! Go offer tea to my parents! From now on, you're my Junior Brother! Don't worry, Senior Sister will protect you, after all, you're so cute!"
Tang San's mouth twitched slightly. Never mind. After all, Junior Sister Yu Linglong had grown up with him, and now he was a little broken. Being pretty was better than being ugly!
Then Tang San stood up and took the tea from Yu Linglong. His short legs ran to Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong and said respectfully,
"Teacher, please have some tea! Master's wife, please have some tea!"
Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong each took the tea from Tang San's little hands and took a sip. A secret manual of internal skills flashed in Yu Xiaogang's hand and he smiled at Tang San, saying, "
Little San, you have officially become my disciple. Then take this foundation-building chapter of the Changsheng Jue and study it. If you don't understand something, you can ask me! I'll answer all your questions."
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