He wondered if he could discuss with Tyrant Song and use the 'Ancient Heavenly Court Fragment'.
After discussing with his younger brother and several Confucian parents, Daozi got up and went to where Song Shuhang was.
"If Tyrant Song is really willing to borrow 'Heavenly Court Fragments', do I have to prepare a return gift for him?" Daozi thought seriously as he walked.
Confucianism attaches great importance to etiquette, and it is natural to repay any kindness.
"According to today's current festival, it looks like it's almost New Year's Eve. Why don't we meet in a while, and give Tyrant Song a red envelope to dress the person." Daozi secretly said.
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The other side of the golden lotus world.
Song Shuhang, Senior White, Soft Feather, and a group of pendants helped parents organize things and prepare to return to Wenzhou City.
Song's mother has been looking very good recently, and she is even a little reluctant to live in a Confucian family.
Originally, Mother Song was worried that she would not be used to living in Confucianism, but after a few days, she was reluctant to leave.
"This is really a good place." Song Mama said to Song Shuhang.
—Here, every day when Confucian disciples saw her, they affectionately called her Fairy Zhao.
Just like most men have the dream of being a hero, most women also hope that they will always be a beautiful fairy.
Mother Song listened to her Confucian disciples calling her 'Fairy Zhao' every day. She was obviously going to be a mother for the second time, but she felt like she was a few years younger and was about to become an immortal.
"Your mother's current state is the same as when I lived in Guangdong back then. I heard people call me pretty every day, and I gradually lost myself." Dad Song said with a smile.
"Uncle, you must have been as handsome as Senior Song when you were young." Yurouzi said.
"Yurouzi, your words have helped me regain a little bit of confidence." Song Shuhang continued - you must know that every time he faced Dad Goudan, he would be despised for his appearance.
Over time, Song Shuhang had lost confidence in his appearance.
Father Song glanced at his son's son... Zijia's son has indeed become more and more handsome recently, and gradually lost the ordinary and attractive genes of the Song family, and began to move closer to her mother's handsome genes.
"Has the disaster of the outside world been resolved?" Song Mama asked aloud after preparing her luggage - when Song Shuhang sent them to the Confucian school, disasters occurred frequently all over the world.
"The previous evil disasters have been cleaned up by me, and now there are only a few sequelae brought by the 'abundance of spiritual energy' in the outside world, and the crisis is not big. However, after the New Year, I still hope to bring you back to Confucianism, and then Stay for some time." Song Shuhang replied.
At least, wait for the end of the 'Battle of Heaven's Way'.
"Don't push yourself too hard, you've done a good job." Song Mama said.
Maybe it was the intuition of a mother, Song Mama always felt that Song Shuhang seemed to be deciding to do something, and it might be a very important thing.
Song Shuhang showed a smile: "Mom, don't worry, I will never do things beyond my power."
In order to prevent his mother from continuing this topic, Song Shuhang took the mechanical girl in the half-sphere and half-human state out of his pocket and said, "By the way, Mom, look... your granddaughter. To a certain extent, her own. Xiao Ling Xiao, called grandmother."
Ling Xiao was the Chinese name that the mechanical blonde girl took for herself.
"Grandma." The mechanical girl called out obediently.
A serious and well-behaved mechanical girl, coupled with her half-egg and half-human appearance, is endearing.
Mother Song: "Huh?"
Song Shuhang's method of changing the topic was very successful.
When she saw the half-human mechanical girl, Mother Song suddenly had a long-lost urge to give her son a head-on attack. But seeing this well-behaved girl, she forcibly endured this emotion again.
"What's the matter with her?" Song mother carefully took the mechanical girl and asked.
Song Shuhang: "I was born prematurely."
Song Mama: "???"
Father Song: "Speak human words!"
Song Shuhang explained with a smile: "The whole process is actually indescribable. Her existence is very complicated. You can treat her as a mechanical alien creature, similar to that of Transformers."
Song Mama: "..."
Saying it means not saying it.
She and Dad Song never dreamed that the first granddaughter of the Song family would appear in this way... And it was born by her own son...
This kind of complex emotion is like mixing sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy seasonings + various red, white, yellow, and blue wines together. The taste is indescribable.
A month ago, Song's father and Song's mother, who were only ordinary people, now have to bear a huge shock of information every time they meet their son.
Even with their ancestral hearts, the couple don't know how long they can hold on.
"Although Xiao Lingxiao is very cute..." Father Song took the mechanical girl from his wife dotingly, and then said with emotion: "But my mother and I still hope that when we meet next time, you can tell us, You're getting married or your lover is giving us good news about a granddaughter, not your own."
"What a mess, I'm only nineteen years old after the new year." Song Shuhang said.
Feng Yiqin's main paw: "..."
Fairy Fairy White Bone: "..."
"In a few years, tell us the news again." Father Song is also a law-abiding man, and he is as good as he is.
"It doesn't exist." Song Shuhang waved his hand and said, "The main reason is that I have been sterilized~"
Song Mama: "!!!"
Father Song: "???"
What are you so proud to tell us? sterilization
"After the cultivation reaches the eighth-rank realm, it is almost impossible for monks to produce offspring." Soft Yuko on the side explained to Dad Song and Mommy Song: "The main reason is that the monks in the eighth-rank realm have already come into contact with and adapted to the laws. The attributes of the law will affect the nature of the monk's life. And because the law that each monk understands is special and belongs to himself. Under the influence of the law, the nature of the monk's life will also become unique."
"Soft Feather, can you describe it in a simpler way?" Song's mother said softly—if it was her son, she would just say 'talking about people'. But what was explained was Soft Feather, and Mother Song had to be gentle.
"Well, to put it simply, the eighth-rank cultivator has evolved into another species. And because each eighth-rank monk incorporates different rules, each eighth-rank monk is a completely new species. Species. They're all different, so they can't have offspring." Soft Feather explained.
"As an analogy to the understanding of ordinary people, it is like in the process of evolution, some cells have evolved into monkeys, some cells have evolved into cats, and some cells have evolved into fish, and they naturally cannot produce offspring. There is only one monkey in the world that comes out, so it is considered sterilized." Soft Feather tried to make an analogy.
"Then, is there a possibility that two different cells have evolved into a monkey like Song Shuhang by coincidence?" Song Mama asked expectantly.
Song Shuhang: "Hello mother monkey." I'm your monkey smash~
Mother Song slapped her son's skull with a backhand... Then, her palm hurt.
"It's too difficult." Soft Feather said, "Even if you carefully study everything about Senior Song, you can restore and imitate it according to the trajectory before he was promoted to the 8th rank. When the 8th rank comes into contact with the law, the chance of success is close to zero."
"As for the Eighth-Rank Profound Sage, there will only be one or two in a thousand years." Song Shuhang added on the side.
Song's mother: "There will be one or two in a thousand years, and then you will get involved?"
"After all, I am the first saint of the millennium." Song Shuhang said.
"You never thought of finding a girlfriend first?" the old mother complained.