"Why did you promise him? Do you know? It's not proper to do this at all, you're so young and have a bright future, if you ...... because of this incident," Jing Zhenzhen began to complain when he returned home.

"In Yubing County, Rong Zhihao only has one friend of mine, who do I not help? Besides, it's nothing more than an audit, what's the big deal?" Huai Xi said.

"You're blowing him too much, if he's really that smart, I'm afraid he doesn't need your help, right?" Jing Zhenzhen sneered.

His wife's expression left Wai Xi speechless, but because of his wife's words, he suddenly thought of what to ......

Thinking of this, he suddenly glared at his wife and dialed the phone number of Cong Yiru, the principal of Yubing Middle School: "Cong principal, there is something I want you to help!"

Huai Xizhong and Cong Yiru can be regarded as friends to some extent, at least, it is a common thing to introduce students to each other's schools, of course, within the scope of policy regulations.

"Oh, you mean auditors, no problem, brother, you've spoken, so let's do it, 30,000 is enough, it's interesting!"

"Thank you, when will I invite you to tea!"

"It's decided!"

Rong Zhihao didn't know that his son's middle school had been finalized, and he didn't ask, since he knew that his son had ten lines at a glance and never forgot it, Rong Zhihao didn't care when his son went to school and where he went to school;

Once meditating, he was soon able to enter deep meditation, but since he knew that his son had reached the level of Medan one step earlier, he began to be afraid, afraid that his son would go mad. He himself was careful to carry out different tests.

One thing he is sure of, Dan Chang must be related to the meridians, but no matter how much he conducts qi, he can't get through the second pulse of Ren Du, and he can't get through the perineum to Changqiang.

At first, he thought that since the perineum could not pass Changqiang, should it be enough to introduce the qi into the seabed first, and then deposit it from the seabed, and then rush to Changqiang after it is strong?

He tried, but the purple qi couldn't enter the bottom of the sea, so he understood that the bottom of the sea shouldn't have much to do with the purple qi, but what about the aura?

What made him feel aggrieved was that the aura was even worse than the purple qi, and he could only enter and exit in the sea of qi in the Mose Dan......

That night, he asked his son not to meditate with him anymore, and first put him to sleep, and then began to meditate at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night......

I don't know how many times I have tried it, Rong Zhihao seems to feel that there is no way out.

Purple Qi, he finally set the direction on understanding the role of purple Qi.

Because, purple qi can walk in the meridians. But the walking of the purple qi has nothing to do with the aura......

Is it really unrelated to Reiki?

In shallow meditation, Rong Zhihao carried the purple qi to the dantian: it can enter the sea low, it should also enter the sea of qi......

What Rong Zhihao didn't know was that Rong Anran, who was asleep, had already come to the dark room used for meditation.

Since forming the Void Pill, he no longer needs the help of darkness to enter meditation, so Rong Zhihao did not close the curtains and close the door, at this time Rong Anran was standing at the door, quietly staring at his father who was meditating.

So, he saw that as his father meditated deeply, a faint dark red halo appeared on his body, and gradually, the halo slowly changed from weak to strong, and finally turned into a faint orange red......

In Rong Zhihao's dantian, the purple qi was withdrawn from the purple mansion a little bit, and under the guidance of Rong Zhihao's divine thoughts, it entered the dantian qi sea......

When the purple qi completely surrounded the Inky Void Pill, Rong Zhihao stopped the introduction of the purple qi and began to try to guide a trace of purple qi into the Void Pill......

Once, twice, three times......

Rong Zhihao didn't know how many times he tried, but Mo Dan always rejected a trace of purple qi from Dan......

There are two ways to compensate for the test, Rong Zhihao thought: one is to let the purple qi stay in the sea of qi, surround the Ink Void Pill, and keep it warm for a long time, so that it can slowly invade, and the result is that I don't know how long it will take to know the result.

The other is to use force: forcibly compress the purple qi to enter, and the result is the danger of a violent pill; although in the past, when he was alone, the violent pill was also a violent pill, and it was a big deal to start all over again, but now it is not possible, and the son has no time to wait any longer.

What worries Rong Zhihao even more is: will the purple gas be like the hydrogen and oxygen as scientifically understood: hydrogen is burned in oxygen and can produce water, yes, it is water, if the purple gas is combined with the aura......

This thought gave Rong Zhihao hope, however, at this moment he thought of another problem: pure hydrogen burns in pure oxygen......

As soon as he thought of this, Rong Zhihao was terrified, it was an explosion! The result was that there were no bones left, and it was even possible to blow up the building, even his son......

Rong Zhihao didn't dare to think about it anymore......

What should I do?

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and disasters are blessings and blessings", blessings and disasters depend on each other!

Cause and effect, cause and effect, there must be effect, and there must be effect......

In the business field, there is also a saying: risk is directly proportional to profit......

Risk - Profit, Profit - Risk ......

Isn't life a gamble in the first place? Gambling is not about gambling, but about fighting, and the fighter is also fighting...... Struggled--

Isn't the most meaningful thing in a person's life to struggle?

I can still leave this way, go far away, leave here, go to a no-man's place and try again, in case there are no bones left, it will not affect my son......

Yes, that's all!

Rong Zhihao's heart was relieved, and he tried to guide the purple qi back to the purple mansion......

So, he wanted to cry without tears......

The purple qi that entered the sea of qi didn't listen to the command and couldn't return to the purple mansion, and what made him even more frightened was that he felt the purple qi slowly dissipating - that was the purple qi he had accumulated for six or seven years......

I can start all over again, my son can't wait!

Rong Zhihao knows his son, and he knows that if he doesn't explore the road as soon as possible, his son will secretly go down on his own......

Maybe the son has the way of the son, but after all, the son is too shallow and too inexperienced, and although he has learned a lot of knowledge, he has not yet digested most of it!

What if something happens to my son...... Rong Zhihao didn't dare to think about it anymore!

Let's do it, in case something happens to me - in case I bring my son with me, it is also fate, it is fate, it is better for our father and son to go to another world and start all over again together than to leave our son alone......

Maybe it will be able to survive in a desperate situation......

It's hard!

Rong Zhihao finally made up his mind: Son, if Dad is wrong, don't blame Dad!

On the road to the underworld, we father and son together!

Press!

Rong Zhihao gritted his teeth, and all the virtual forces wrapped the purple qi and pressed towards the Inky Void Pill......

Once - no response, twice - no response, three times - still no response......

Rong Zhihao's face broke out with sweat: Now, it is difficult to ride a tiger......

There was no turning back from the bow, and the ...... continued Press...... Press...... Re-press ......

Rong Anran, who was standing at the door, saw his father's face in the faint light, which began to slowly turn purple, and finally turned pale, he wanted to go over and help his father wipe the sweat he needed, but he didn't dare, because he knew that he couldn't give his father external stimulation, even if it wasn't at all!

Rong Anran's face was full of tears! He bit his lip tightly, afraid that he would make a sound......

Finally, Rong Zhihao went from disappointment to despair: the purple qi was never able to enter the Void Pill - he had no strength......

"Give up, you've done your best--" Inside, a voice moaned.

Perhaps, I should really give up, maybe, Xiuzhen is just the imagination and hope of human beings, it is just a dream......

If I give up, what will happen to my son? He has already embarked on the path of cultivation......

He didn't have the strength to exert pressure, but Rong Zhihao guarded it from beginning to end, guarding it so that the purple qi would not diffuse...... Always guard the thick purple qi surrounding the ink void pill within one centimeter, guard, guard.

Rong Zhihao obviously felt his pan power, and even, he terrifyingly felt that his divine soul was also being devoured by Mo Dan...... His breath began to be heavy, and he even felt that his life was about to leave him......

The dream lies in perseverance. At this point, there is no way back......

Deep in his heart, Rong Zhihao has a strong reluctance and reluctance to his son: he hopes that his son will go to his mother after he leaves, although his mother does not want to see him, but at least Fu Yilan is his real mother.

Rong Zhihao's consciousness began to spread, he knew that he could no longer hold on to a trace of obsession in his heart, he didn't expect that he would have to be with his son so soon, how much he hoped that he could accompany his son to grow up, at least when he grew up enough that he could adapt to the survival of this society.

But this simple wish seems to be impossible to fulfill......

He seems to have nothing but his son...... Yes, in this world, he only has a son, and he wants to see his son again......

At the moment when his consciousness was about to disappear completely, Rong Zhihao was still unwilling to throw a trace of almost uncontrollable consciousness back onto the Ink Void Pill, even if he died, he wanted to know why!

"Huh?" With such a hint of non-existent consciousness, the moment he threw himself back into the Ink Void Pill, he found that his Ink Void Pill had changed......

The outer layer of the ink-colored Void Pill is beginning to fade, as if the entire Void Pill is getting smaller......

It seems that his guess is right, but unfortunately, he has no strength, and Rong Zhihao has clearly felt that his life is almost coming to an end.

At this moment, in his heart, there is no resentment, no hatred, because these are things that he has been mentally prepared for a long time, and the only thing he didn't expect when he started cultivating the truth is that he will still have a son, and besides, his son has also embarked on his path.

Now, in addition to his reluctance to his son, he is more helpless, because he has no way to tell his son what he has learned......

Why? Why? Could it be that God does not tolerate human cultivation in the first place? Then why did some people become immortals before?

Although the ancestors became immortals and were summarized as "myths" and "legends" by science as the only human beings, at this moment, Rong Zhihao knows that this is not a legend, not a myth, this is a reality...... But no one knows anymore......

Maybe it was because the spirit was about to leave the body, Rong Zhihao felt the arrival of his son, he felt his son's heartache, and he also felt his helplessness......

I can't -- I can't leave my son alone, I can't......

In Rong Anran's eyes, his father was no longer breathing, and his whole body was hardening and getting cold......

"Daddy--" in the face of his father's shriveled skin and graying hair...... The heart-rending cry finally rushed out of Rong Anran's once closed lips......