Chapter 217: A Tear Makes a Ghost Immortal

Tang Ningmo thought of this possibility almost instantly, think about it, the physiognomy in front of him is his son, and the soul is no longer it, and he is also a person in the cultivation realm, he can't survive the evil woman who cultivates the sun, so what about his own son? Can you survive it? Obviously, that's not possible.

Soul swapping, this is simply the rhythm of death! Tang Ningmo gritted her silver teeth, maybe her actions can only be virtual, but it truly reflects her mood at this time, for the love of her eldest son, it can be said that Tang Ningmo loves her more than the other two children. This can't be helped, many parents love their eldest son, in general, better than the second son.

Unless the age gap between the two children is relatively large, the parents will love the small, the age gap is not very large, under normal circumstances, the parents are still the boss, after all, the boss is talented, in order to help the young, the parents are a bowl of water, but the heart is always biased.

Hehe, the salted egg was gone, Tang Ningmo walked in front of Xia Xia and said, "Can you reach the cultivation realm now?" Although Tang Ningmo also knew that hope was slim, so if there was a glimmer of hope, she would also fight for it, after all, it was the soul of her own child! Summer was silent, in the face of such a problem, he was also very powerless, or very incomprehensible, Summer was silent and did not speak, he was just a white lie.

But for this lie, I have to tell countless lies, to make up for it, to round, at this time the summer really hurts a little brain, but the words have already been spoken, and I can't just give a glimmer of hope, and now I will break it directly. That can only say that Summer's heart is too cruel, and he uses this blow to deal with a woman who has died, but is struggling with ghost cultivation, and is still nominally his mother.

No! From the beginning of Downing's set up to the current children, under all circumstances, it can be seen in the summer that she! Not for the sake of living for oneself, but for the home that once had. What a familiar word home is. All the time all the people are silently muttering in their hearts, no matter whether they have money or not, they will go home for the New Year, no matter how wind and waves blow, they must perch at the feet of their parents at the time of the New Year. Even the simplest of greetings. It's just ordinary mom and dad, have you eaten it?

It's just for such a simple sentence. Unpretentious, simple can not be simple, but it touches the hearts of countless people. Maybe your heart is very strong, but at this moment, it is extremely soft, maybe your face is very calm, but in your heart, it is like a monstrous wave.

Parents and children, children and parents, care about each other all the time, people have no family affection, what will it be? I can't say the answer, and maybe you can't either. Summer was silent, he didn't dare to hurt a mother's heart. His mouth opened and opened, but unfortunately he finally closed his mouth, he didn't know what to say, how to answer a mother's bitter question.

"Huh! Your expression has already told me, and you probably don't know how to go back, my miserable son! Tang Ningmo was like an ordinary mother, she suddenly went limp, her hands slapped the ground, and the sound of the bump did not shake, but it hit the tip of Xia's heart deeply, and it seemed to hurt a thousand times more than hitting him.

Xia sighed loudly and said: "Actually, I don't want to go back, I've been working hard to improve my strength, maybe I can cultivate here to the ascension, maybe I can cultivate here, some of them I have already gotten the answer, and there are still a large part, I am slowly exploring, maybe I can get enough cultivation resources, I can return to the cultivation realm, don't you really want to swallow that drop of essence blood?" Do you know who she is? And before I came into contact with you, the dragon and the python that suddenly ran out of my body, what is their identity, they are all waiting for me to reach the cultivation realm, they also want to pursue some answers, can you do the same, waiting for me to find a way back. In that case, I can help you find your son, who is my predecessor. ”

In the summer, he can only give Tang Ningmo an ethereal answer again, he doesn't know if he can go back, he can only say this, maybe he can only do this, as for whether he can find his son, it can only reach the place where he fell into the river, see if the bones still exist, but these are probably very slim, maybe those fish and shrimp with aura have already swallowed their bodies.

Tang Ningmo stopped crying and looked at Xia blankly, maybe what Xia said just now can only be regarded as a comfort, but it is also the only answer. Tang Ningmo can't blame Summer, everything is destined, everything is not something that can be changed by himself, Tang Ningmo looked at Summer's face, familiar and so strange.

Familiar because it was his son's face, and unfamiliar that was supposed to be the soul had already called, Tang Ningmo opened his mouth and said, "What is your name in which shijie." "Summer!" Summer blurted out without even thinking about it. "Ahh Tang Ningmo looked at summer in disbelief, which shijie is called summer, this shijie is also called summer, could it be such a coincidence.

Tang Ningmo walked to Summer's side, stretched out his hand and touched Summer's cheek, maybe this is the accident that the sky gave himself, in one day, Tang Ningmo's mind rose and fell, and he didn't know how many times he had spent the ravines and mountains. Summer didn't stop Downingmo's touch, he knew it was a mother's longing for her child. Can you bear it?

Tang Ningmo, who had been stroking for a while, slowly retracted his fingers and said to Xia: "I will help you the rest of the time, but when you go to the cultivation realm, you must take me with you." Though your soul is not my son, this body was born of the suffering I endured when I conceived in October. I think you should understand what I said. ”

Where did Xia not understand what Tang Ningmo meant, legally, he had to knock off this head, Xia did not hesitate, and knelt at Tang Ningmo's feet, "Mother! When the word mother shouted out from Summer's mouth, I saw Tang Ningmo's fingers tremble involuntarily, and the ghost had no tears.

But at this time, Tang Ningmo's eyes were a little moist somehow, and a tear fell down his cheek, hitting Summer's arm, and suddenly, Tang Ningmo seemed to have an epiphany, standing there without moving, and the barrier that was difficult to break through was actually loosened at this time.

I saw that Tang Ningmo's body suddenly exuded a dense black, as if it was going to dye the entire world into ink, and the black smoke did not spread, but hovered around Tang Ningmo for a long time, slowly turning at first, and then turning wildly, the speed was even more crazy than a tornado.

Gradually, the white smoke around seemed to have found a home all of a sudden, scrambling towards Tang Ningmo's body, and Tang Ningmo's rotating whirlpool, it seemed that the comer did not refuse to absorb all these white smoke, at first you could still see a little white, under the crazy turning, it seemed to turn into smoke gray, but gradually turned into black, and gradually all the surroundings were dyed ink.

The place where summer is located, from the white fog at the beginning, has now turned into black with no fingers in sight. Summer couldn't help but look at Tang Ningmo, the tear just now, he really felt it, ghosts can cry, that means that she is no longer a ghost cultivator, at least she has become a low-cost ghost fairy.

Even if the ghost immortal is in the low-cost ghost immortal, it is not within his reach, and the cultivation of the ghost immortal is very difficult, and the heavenly tribulation experienced is much higher than the heavenly tribulation experienced by human cultivation, and it is much more frequent. After the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation has been experienced, he can fly to the Heavenly Tribulation and achieve the Heavenly Immortal, unlike the Loose Cultivation, after experiencing the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, his strength is comparable to that of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Summer frowned and frowned, and said in her heart that on this ruined earth, ghosts and immortals are tribulated, and in this case, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Tang Ningmo to survive! Summer couldn't help but start worrying in my heart. This worry, to be honest, at this time, the summer is very eager to help the mother.

I kept thinking about it in my mind, and I didn't know that it was the tendon that made Summer suddenly think of the thunder source, the thunder source on the white body, Summer quickly took it out of his storage ring, and began to refine the thunder source without thinking about it, the refining of the thunder source is really more difficult than the fire.

However, the current summer is not the time he was at that time, first of all, the qi training has reached the eighth layer, and now he still has a bottle of qi replenishing pill in his hand, this is the capital of summer, his fingers quickly impress the law decision, and use the fire he subdued to refine the thunder source, which still makes the summer more convenient.

Now the summer must buy time, before the arrival of the Nine Heavenly Tribulation, he must refine the thunder source, the magic weapon in his hand, now only the Xuanyuan Sword and the Chiyou Knife are left, and they can't count on the medicine tripod, these magic weapons may be able to help Tang Ningmo block one or two, the most important thing is how much thunder and lightning can be absorbed by this thunder source that he refines.

This is the most important thing, no matter whether there is a catastrophe or not, then be prepared, and when the time comes, when the time comes, you will fall into the dissolution of your soul, and your original intention will be completely disrupted, and on the road of cultivation in the future, I am afraid that there will be a kind of curse, and you will be tightly subdued on your body, which is not what you want to see in the summer.

Tang Ningmo frantically absorbed the white smoke around him, and the summer was also nervously refining his own thunder source, one person and one ghost seemed to have fallen into crazy cultivation, and Tang Ningmo had been silently feeling at this time, the only epiphany, she used to be a cultivator, and understood that this was a rare epiphany, for her, this was an opportunity for her to touch the way of heaven. (To be continued......)