Chapter 2: To die to die to die

Chapter 2 is dead to death
"Baby, come out to eat soon." The woman's gentle call sounded behind the door, her mother's voice.
Normally, people came to call, but today it became the mother who came here in person. It seems that Wu Shengshan's progeny really worries her.
Tang Luo shook his head and stood up, relieved the depression in his heart, and pulled out a smile. There is no reason to worry about the family members for a few words from outsiders.
Tang Luo's family is the third room of the Tang family. In addition to his father, Tang Sen, there is an aunt, Tang Man, who is married to Zhongzhou. So now there is only Tang Luo in the three rooms, only his father Tang Sen, mother Xu Shuhui, younger brother Tang Xing, younger sister Tang Nuannuan, and himself.
Although the population is not booming, the atmosphere of the family is still warm. My mother is a very gentle person and is indifferent to many things. Only family affection is supreme, so under her influence, although the three brothers and sisters are quite different in age, they get along very harmoniously.
His father Tang Sen was the first seat of the clan martial arts hall. Today, the Tang clan received Wu Sheng Mountain. A large number of clans were present. They were afraid that someone would fish in troubled waters. The clan and city defense work was on his body, so he did not appear at the feast. She's short-guarding character, I'm afraid I'm going to argue with Bu Xiao.
The younger brother Tang Xing is nine years old this year and has been deeply admiring Tang Luo. He regards his elder brother as his idol, and wants to make achievements in martial arts and become a genius like his elder brother.
My sister Tang Nuannuan is five years old this year. She is a pink girl with a fat baby. The family's favorite little girl, but under the influence of her mother's kindness, she has not become a stubborn little princess, but has one. Especially kind and soft heart, what I love most is the hug of small animals and family.
But today's dining table is a bit dull, Tang Luo thought.
In the past, although the father always meticulously took care of his own meals, the younger brother would always pester himself to ask questions, and the mother would follow along. Although the younger sister did not understand, she would want to be close to herself. How so quiet.
Except for the father’s meticulous meal, the lively younger brother was immersed in the meal without saying a word, and the lovely sister sat down on her high chair for dinner, looking at herself with pitiful eyes from time to time. He immediately lowered his head. My mother was enthusiastic and abnormal, constantly picking up vegetables for herself, and the dishes on the rice bowl were all over the top.
"Mother, don't add it. This mountain is about to fall." Tang Luo looked at the rice bowl with four large ribs piled up and was speechless.
Xu Shuhui was taken aback for a moment, and then he really focused on the rice bowl in front of Tang Luo.
"Oh, mother is not good. In fact, your father has something to tell you." Xu Shuhui, who had been giving Tang Sen a wink, didn't notice that she had already picked so many dishes for her son. But Tang Sen actually pretended that he couldn't see himself eating, and he was mad at his old mother.
After being complained by her son, she naturally cast her anger on her husband, with a gentle and apologetic smile on her face, but her little feet under the table stretched aside and stepped on Tang Sen's feet with a muffled noise.
"Boom." With a sound, the attracted Tang Xing and Tang Nuan raised their heads and looked at Tang Sen suspiciously.
The scene suddenly became a little awkward.
But after all, it was the first seat of the martial arts hall that had passed through strong winds and waves, and Tang Sen put down his rice bowl in a low and calm voice:
"Luo Er, I have something to tell you for my father."
Oh? Even his father, who had always been reticent, had something to say to himself, which made Tang Luo a little curious.
"I searched the ancient books for my father, and found that the congenital leaky body cannot absorb the spiritual energy. It is impossible to cultivate to the mortal state." So it is absolutely impossible for you to be a congenital leaky body. Well, Townsend was very satisfied with what he said and picked up his chopsticks again.
But Xu Shuhui, who heard this brief speech, was furious. I'm afraid this guy is not a silly martial artist. Tell him to comfort his son, what is it.
Xu Shuhui's smile echoed Tang Sen's words, while talking right to right, while the feet under the table made a series of attacks on Tang Sen's calf.
The parties were dumbfounded.
That's it. Tang Luo smiled bitterly, the family's concern was felt, everyone was afraid that they would be knocked down by a few words from Wu Shengshan.
Also, after all, he is now a thirteen-year-old boy, and he is suddenly denied the future by a person with such a high status as a descendant of Wu Shengshan. How can normal people not be disappointed and decadent.
But as someone who has actually been alive for almost forty years, that Bu Xiao said he just fart. It's just that watching his family take care of his emotions so carefully, his busy father has to look up ancient books about this matter, and he is very moved.
Just to respond, there are people who are more excited than him.
Tang Xing, who was originally depressed, looked like stars flashing in his eyes, and asked eagerly: "Really, father! Great, I know my brother is a real genius." It seemed that Bu Xiao denied it. Tang Luo is like himself.
Tang Luo stretched out his hand and rubbed his brother's head, with a relaxed tone: "Yes, yes, eat your meal."
"Hmm!" As if it was a great honor to be rubbed his head, Tang Xing plunged into the bowl, the appearance of cooking rice was especially powerful.
Not a leaking body, Tang Luo is still a genius.
The atmosphere of the entire dining table suddenly became cheerful, and Tang Nuannuan, who had been wronged, also stretched out her chubby little hand and wanted to hug it to eat.
Seeing the happiness in front of him, Tang Luo's nose was sour, he shook his head quickly, and cut, someone who is almost forty years old was actually moved by your behavior. It would be too shameful to cry.
"Thank you, father." Sincerely thanked Tang Sen. In fact, considering Tang Luo's age, it is really a bit of resistance to call a man in his thirties as a father. But the love between Tang Sen and Xu Shuhui since childhood melted this mature and lonely heart. Although it can't be called Baba Mama as numb, but the sound of father and mother is from the sincerity.
Townsend nodded in satisfaction, if his son didn't respond, he was afraid that his wife would kick his little feet. The two legs under the table dodged Xu Shuhui's attack, and locked the little foot with a twist.
When the couple looked at each other inadvertently, Tang Sen sent such a message, and the first Wutang chair initiated a peace talk and beg for mercy against Xu Nvxia. Look, my son admits that my comfort is useful, so stop kicking it.
Xu Shuhui hummed acceptance, how can the defeated general be brave. Pulling the leg back, in a good mood, he took a chubby warm kiss.
Finally we can eat normally. The first thing we need to do is to eliminate the Caishan in front of him. Tang Luo looked at the rice bowl in front of him with a solemn gaze.
Dinner fell to the curtain in a pleasant atmosphere. The five-year-old girl was full of energy. Even if she had finished her bodybuilding during the day, she would regain her full energy at night.
When Xu Shuhui was young, she was considered a small and famous chivalrous girl. Since marrying, her martial arts practice has become slack. The biggest happiness every day is to tease her children, so after eating, she took Tang Nuannuan to visit Xiling Night Market.
The remaining three men left, and the Tang family's three-bedroom mansion was quiet.
Tang Luo, who returned to the room, was full of enthusiasm, saying that family is the best pillar of his career, and the ancients did not deceive me.
The decadent mentality was wiped out. With such a good family member supporting yourself behind your back, what is your difficulty.
Ambitious and fighting spirit.
Tang Luo sat on the bed with his knees on the bed and looked inside. His dantian was nothingness. Thousands of auras slowly revolved around the star core, like a galaxy whirlpool present in his body. It's like a fairy cloud of Virgo, so beautiful.
Tang Luo stared, his expression very serious.
Long time, long time.
No gain.
You don't believe it, I stared at a whirlpool for half an hour.
"It doesn't seem to see anything coming."
Tang Luo was a little frustrated, his aura looked quite normal. Except that it became less after the fight.
But then I thought about it, if I have to reduce the aura every time I play in the future, how can I gain a foothold in the arena.
When the time comes, people's nicknames are Tiger Down the Mountain, Dragon Blade, what should I do? Don once?
No, no, Tang Luo is a rousing spirit, even if he wants to avoid the name Tang once, he still has to solve this problem.
Concentrated, Tang Luo began to carefully sort out his martial arts experience.
First of all, there is definitely no problem with the exercises.
The male descendants of the Tang family were all trained to pass the sky. This is a very good mysterious technique, which can be practiced step by step to the fierce state.
Usually to distinguish whether a gong method is excellent, first look at the upper limit of the practice method. Those who can only cultivate to the mortal state are called the mortal level exercises, and those who can practice to the mortal state are the yellow level, which is also the level of exercises that most people practice. Next is the profound level technique that can be cultivated to the fierce state. By analogy, there are ground-level exercises and heaven-level exercises above, which are all exercises that can find a foothold.
As for the saint-level exercises, it is spread in the story of Jianghu, saying that they can cultivate to the holy realm, but no one has seen it. Just like a beautiful, rich, dedicated, kind, sexy, and sultry virgin.
To distinguish whether the exercise is excellent, it depends on whether there is no uncoordinated killing method. A mortal martial artist who practices yellow-level exercises can practice any reckless ox boxing and Ruyi sword. The mortal martial artist of Tiger Claw, unless the former is really a talented combat genius, otherwise, he will be beaten out by the latter.
To sum up, a good exercise must be accompanied by a killing method, otherwise this exercise will always seem a little uninteresting.
And some martial arts sacred ground exercises not only contain killing methods, but also therapy and body methods. There are even secret methods in some special sect exercises. This type of exercise is collectively referred to as the top exercise.
The Tang family's Tongtian Art is a profound realm technique with a killing method. Its killing method Tongtian Heju is a sturdy and sturdy handing method. It is the foundation of the Tang family's foothold. Tang Luo also drew with Wu Shengshan's juvenile disciples by virtue of this way, which is evident.
There is definitely no problem with the exercise method, because before practising the Tongtian Art, Tang Luo also tried other Huang-level and mortal-level exercises. Facts have proved that in the mortal stage, no matter which exercise you use to temper your body, There is no essential difference. It seems that the development of martial arts for thousands of years, at least in the mortal realm, there is no know-how to speak of, even if you go to the martial arts gym to buy a practice technique for yourself, the peak of the mortal realm is also appropriate.
The killing method is even more okay. The Tongtian Bajuan is not only used by yourself. You look at the Tang clan, let alone a hundred or ten direct clans who have practiced this method. They all have no problem. Will I have a problem? It's not realistic.
That's the problem with my dantian, and only this innate factor is left.
Tang Luo's tangled facial features were all crowded together.
I knew that there would be no pie in the sky, and this stellar core that turned into three strands of spiritual power was definitely a trap.
Tang Luo collapsed weakly on the bed, dying to death.
(End of this chapter)