Chapter 766: Confession II
It turned out that the combination of Pang Yuanjun and Tang Qingqing back then was simply a combination of interests.
Pang Yuanjun wanted to use the power behind Tang Qingqing to go further, and Tang Qingqing was to practice the realm of Taishang Forgetfulness, and borrowed Pang Yuanjun's cultivation of the supreme martial arts in the sect - the Sacred Heart and Holy Will Sword Technique.
After giving birth to Pang Sicheng, Pang Yuanjun's goal was achieved, and Tang Qingqing's cultivation also successfully broke through, and the two sides instantly changed from glue-like paint to strangers, and they were scattered.
It can be said that from the beginning, Pang Yuanjun was for ambition, and Tang Qingqing was for cultivation. This union is inherently wrong.
Pang Sicheng's birth, for the two of them, is just a legacy of the union of their own blood, and there is no nostalgia.
That is to say, Pang Yuanjun attaches a little importance to Pang Sicheng, after all, as the overlord of the hero, the descendants are also an important means that can be used to stabilize the morale of the army.
After understanding the truth, Lu Sheng understood the difficulty of Pang Sicheng's wish.
These two people have no true feelings at all, and the combination is also needed for interests, and in this case, they still want a family reunion..... The difficulty is not ordinary.
Cause and effect wishes cannot be solved by forceful means, they must come naturally, and the two of them are willing.
"How? So, do you still want to see your mother?" Mu Rong looked at the road with a hint of pity, this little fat man who was only in his early tens, although he was born tall and big, he was really only ten years old.
"Of course. Lu Sheng nodded. "I'm so big, I haven't really seen my wife yet, of course I have to meet for real this time. ”
"Okay, since you don't give up, Xuanxin, take him to meet Qingtang. Mu Rong slowly closed her eyes, and said lightly.
"Yes. Soon, another little Taoist boy came out, led Lu Sheng, walked into the inner courtyard of the Taoist temple, and walked towards a small courtyard at the back.
Soon, the two of them saw Tang Qingqing who was kneeling in front of the small courtyard.
Xiao Daotong left quietly and closed the courtyard door, leaving only Lu Sheng and Tang Qingqing alone.
Tang Qingqing's cold phoenix eyes slowly opened, staring at Lu Sheng who was standing not far away.
The face that was extremely similar to Pang Yuanjun made her quickly recall the sweet time when she and Pang Yuanjun fell in love and bonded.
"Are you..... Sicheng?" she asked softly.
"It's me. Lu Sheng nodded. "Mother, I came this time to invite you to go home with me. ”
"........" Tang Qingqing was silent, "My heart is my family, child, you are still young, you won't understand." ”
"Don't make a fuss, if there is anything, our family of three will sit down and have a good talk, open our hearts, and any conflicts can be communicated and resolved. Lu Sheng sighed. "Let's go, come home with me. ”
"......" Tang Qingqing was silent again, "Child, you still don't understand many things, Pang Yuanjun and I have no love." Now that ten years have passed, it is even more unlikely that they will be reunited. You go back and tell your father, just say.... I've long forgotten everything back then. ”
"I said, I'm reasoning with you calmly. Don't make a fuss, okay?" Lu Sheng felt a little tired. "Even if it's for me, wouldn't it be a good thing for you to live a good life together?"
Tang Qingqing felt that his brain couldn't turn around, this kid... I don't know what the tone is, it seems that something is wrong.
"I've already said it, go back, this is not the place you should come to, the red dust past is already a cloud of the past for me. Tang Qingqing replied, and closed his eyes again.
"But you used to love Pang Yuanjun, right?"
"Love or not, one heart, the past and the present, are just a glimpse of life. Tang Qingqing said lightly, "Since I don't love anymore, then even if I and Pang Yuanjun are together again, what's the point?"
"It's okay, I think it makes sense. Lu Sheng waved his hand, "Hurry up and pack your things, I'll tell you, I'm not here to reason with you."
Three days later, I'll come back in three days, and then you pack your luggage, and we'll go down the mountain together. ”
After speaking, he didn't wait for Tang Qingqing to reply, turned around and left the courtyard.
The latter was a little stunned in the courtyard, but then his mood calmed down, as if nothing had happened, and he settled down again.
She had already stepped into the realm of the Sacred Heart and Holy Will a few years ago, and such emotions could no longer stir up waves in her heart.
Three days is not a long time for a cultivator who has settled down and meditated as a daily routine, and it is like a stick of incense, and it will be three days later.
It just so happened that this day was the day of Dharma transmission for the disciples of Guanzhong.
As an elder of the Fa, Tang Qingqing got up early in the morning, and after the morning class of chanting, he took many disciples to the open space between the two Taoist temples.
After several disciples first practiced swordsmanship, the senior brothers and sisters stepped forward to correct their mistakes and omissions.
Tang Qingqing held a white long sword in his hand, calmly sat on the high platform, and watched as several of his disciples below were scattered and pointed at the other ordinary disciples in the view.
Xiao Hongxian is the eldest disciple under the command of the Qingshui Dao people in the view, and the sacred heart swordsmanship is cold and ruthless, like a swimming dragon, which is quite the true legend of the Qingshui Dao people. At a young age, he was already a powerhouse in the realm of great martial artists.
She inspected the disciples one by one, correcting their mistakes and omissions during practice, and her attitude was meticulous.
After sorting out her disciple's movements for a while, she turned her head to look at the high platform. Although Tang Qingqing, who was sitting there, was an elder of the Fa, he rarely saw him on weekdays.
Soon the second stage passed, followed by the third stage, where the elders of the sect practiced swordsmanship with each other, pointing out the core artistic conception and true meaning.
On the high platform, Tang Qingqing slowly got up, and a thin old man with a white beard slowly jumped on the right side, which was another Dharma Transmission Elder in the door.
"Today, we are fortunate to invite Elder Qingtang, who has been practicing in retreat, to practice the Sacred Heart Sword Technique.
Elder Qingtang is the top martial king powerhouse in his sect second only to the Guan Lord, and he once picked up seven strongholds of the Red Mountain King in the Sleeveless Mountain. In one fell swoop, he won the martial arts name of the Seven Swords of the Sacred Heart. ”
Tang Qingqing nodded slowly, and gently pulled out the long sword and compared it to a sword trick.
"The Sacred Heart Sword Technique, the center of gravity is not heavy. Among them, the starting hand is surrounded by clouds and mountains, which can be described as the top open-door defense in today's martial arts.
Once the strength is in place, the whole body is integrated, and the human sword is one, even if it is a master who is much stronger than himself, he can't easily shake his footwork. Let me show you how...."
She raised her sword and stabbed forward, shook her sword suddenly, and then retracted her sword in an instant to make a defensive stance.
"The strength sinks, the whole body is integrated, the tip of the sword is facing upward, and the arms are together, this is the starting style, the clouds and mountains are surrounded by mist! Once it is set, it can be as stable as a rock, fixed as a mountain, and unshakable!"
She stood on the top to demonstrate, Xiao Hongxian below looked attentively, and secretly admired in her heart, just looking at the dull sound of stepping on the rock platform just now, she knew that Elder Tang Qingqing's concentration was stable at this time, and I was afraid that a few more giant elephants would not be able to hit her body.
Suddenly, Xiao Hongxian seemed to hear something, but she couldn't seem to hear it when she listened carefully.
It was like the sound of the wind, and it was like the whistling of something across the air.
"What....?"
Call!!
Before Xiao Hongxian could react, he was stunned to see a thick black tree trunk flying in the distant sky whistling and circling.
The huge trunk of the tree, which was more than one meter thick, spun at high speed, and with a terrifying whistling sound, it swept over the heads of the disciples in a blink of an eye, and then smashed into Tang Qingqing, who was demonstrating swordsmanship.
Tang Qingqing's face was indifferent, and the sword in his hand was drawn like lightning.
"Look, this is the real secret of the Sacred Heart Sword Technique, the sword has no return!
Rumble!!
In an instant, there was a gravel pit more than a meter deep on the high platform. Tang Qingqing, who was still on the top just now, has disappeared.
In his place was a tall man with a sturdy build.
He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of slender black trousers, and his face seemed to resemble Pang Sicheng and Tang Qingqing. His short black hair was blown by the wind and rolled like a wave.
"Mother, I'm here to pick you up!" Lu Sheng pulled out the unconscious Tang Qingqing from the pit and carried it on his shoulder.
"Okay, it's time to go home, our family of three is finally going to be reunited after so many years. He ripped off the sword in Tang Qingqing's hand, "Let's go." ”
He jumped with Tang Qingqing on his shoulder, and the whole person jumped up in the air like a big bird and jumped into the distance.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the layman is so unscrupulous, don't you think that I am too one and there is no one in the Quanzong Sect?" In an instant, a figure appeared in front of Lu Sheng like a shapeshifter.
Boom!
The two exchanged blows in mid-air in an instant, colliding with each other and bouncing off.
"What, old woman, are you going to stop my family of three from reuniting?" Lu Sheng landed steadily, his face was not good, and his whole body shook violently, as if the ancient clock had been hit by a huge force, and there was a subtle buzzing sound.
"Senior Sister Qingtang's cultivation is the Sacred Intention Dao of the Sacred Heart of the Taishang Sect, as early as ten years ago, she had already cut off the mortal world and pursued the way of heaven wholeheartedly. The dust is gone, why do the laymen have to force it?" Mu Rong, the viewer, blocked Lu Sheng with a flat face and landed gently.
"It's not a requirement. Lu Sheng's face showed a trace of helpless pain, "Is it not okay to let my mother give up something for herself as a son of man? I just want to reunite with my family, and I want to experience the joy of family that I have never experienced! Is this also wrong?"
Rumble!!
He couldn't help but punch the wall on the side, and the wall exploded into a hole of more than two meters.
"I'm only ten years old!!!" he growled. "Can you bear to see a ten-year-old child without the care and affection of his mother!?"
“...........”
Mu Rong glanced at the bluestone fence more than one meter thick, and then at Lu Sheng, who was more than two meters high and more than one meter wide, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching.
"Ten years old.....!!Can a ten-year-old look like this??What is this deceitful ghost!?" Xiao Hong looked at Lu Sheng from afar, and felt a pit in his heart.
"So let's get out of the way, grandma, anyway, what the old lady cultivates is too forgetful, if the realm is enough, it doesn't matter where it is.
Why don't you go back with me and live a good life, and when I have enjoyed the joy of family reunion, I will let her come back and continue to cultivate her?" Lu Sheng roared.
"Get out of the way, I haven't killed anyone in a long time. Don't push me...."
Mu Rong's face twitched and hesitated.
"Pang Yuanjun will not agree to this. ”
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if he agrees or not, I just agree. "Lu Sheng doesn't care,