Xiao Wu raised her head and looked at the blue-haired man with tearful eyes. The blue-haired man lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, "Are you still making clothes for your son? Make them bigger. He should be about the same size as me, and a little taller than me."
Tears kept falling from Xiao Wu's face. She raised her hand and gently stroked Tang San's face. "It would be great if we can find our son. With him around, I can rest assured."
"What are you so relieved about? Okay, I'm going to go back quickly. I need to rest less recently so that I can return faster. The coordinates will still be offset due to the influence of the wormhole, so I need to keep adjusting them to save time."
"Yeah, okay." Xiao Wu nodded obediently.
At this moment, suddenly, Tang San's body shook and he turned to look at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu's heart tightened, and her face turned slightly pale. "What's wrong?"
Tang San looked at her in shock, "I, I seem to feel it."
Xiao Wu held his hand tightly, lowered her head and asked: "What did you feel?"
"New life, I feel new life." Tang San said excitedly.
"Bah, you wish. I'm not pregnant." Xiao Wu spat and pushed him away.
"No, it's not you." Tang San said hurriedly.
"Hmm?" Xiao Wu suddenly raised her head, her eyebrows raised. For a moment, the room was filled with chill. The strong pressure even frightened Tang San, a Divine King. "Who is it? Tang San, how dare you cheat?"
"What are you thinking?" Tang San said with a helpless smile, "How could I cheat! Whether in this life or the next, I only love you, and will only love you. The new life I mentioned is not ours, but my son's. We, we seem to have a grandson. It's still very faint, but with my son's aura, I can't be wrong. It seems to have touched my consciousness, we, should have a grandson! Wu Lin, this kid is good! Hahaha, I'm going to be a grandfather."
Xiao Wu was also stunned, and her murderous aura suddenly dropped. "You have a grandson? You have a grandson? This, this is really great!"
"Hahaha, today is really a wonderful day. I will go back as soon as possible and try to see our precious grandson as soon as possible. Hahaha!"
Xiao Wu rolled her eyes, "Just now you said you wanted to see your son earlier." At this point, she coughed lightly and covered her mouth with her right hand, as if she was laughing. But Tang San didn't notice that there was a touch of red in her palm.
Tang San chuckled, "I already have a grandson, why do I need a son? His mission has been completed!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked out. At this moment, a woman with long pink-blue hair walked in. When she saw him, she said in surprise, "Dad, I was wondering why Yuhao suddenly ran away. It turns out that you asked him to take over the shift. You are just being lazy, hum!"
Tang San said unhappily: "Girls are so useless when they grow up. They forget their fathers after they get married. By the way, you should try hard and give me a grandson as soon as possible." After saying that, he strode away.
Tang Wutong watched Tang San leave in surprise, then turned to Xiao Wu and said, "Mom, what happened to Dad? Why is he suddenly urging me to have a baby?"
Xiao Wu chuckled, "He's probably upset. There's news about your brother." As she spoke to her daughter, she quietly put her hands that had covered her mouth behind her back. A faint halo flickered, and the bright red disappeared.
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“Thousands of people are pointing fingers at me. Simplify things!” Lan Xuanyu kept muttering the same sentence.
Tang San in front of him, holding the Seagod Trident, took a step forward, and the trident instantly turned into countless lights and shadows, which overlapped in the air and finally turned into the main body. The entire space was compressed and trembling in the process of its dispersion and fusion.
This is no longer a simple skill, but a perception and control of space. The trident thrusts out, giving people a feeling of being exposed.
Lan Xuanyu had also released his Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd at this time, and stabbed out like Tang San.
The light and shadow seemed to have a sense of telepathy with him. When he stabbed out the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd in his hand, the light and shadow had already floated behind him and overlapped with his body. The blood power in his body flowed naturally, and the soul power was injected, and it stabbed out naturally.
The trajectory of the soul power's operation, and even the regulating veins of mental power, all appeared clearly in Lan Xuanyu's memory.
When the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd thrust out, his own blood vortex seemed to become its power source, while his mental strength made him feel as if he and the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd were completely one.
Before, when he used the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd, he completely relied on the characteristic of the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd that it ignored defense. As long as he hit the opponent, he would be able to severely injure the opponent.
As his strength increased, simply using it was no longer enough to keep up with his abilities. The move of being pointed at by thousands of people was just right.
With just one push, the entire operation process was engraved deep in Lan Xuanyu's memory, and the Sea God Tang San also disappeared.
Lan Xuanyu looked around but couldn't find his grandfather. He closed his eyes and recalled the feeling of stabbing with the halberd in his hand.
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, took a step forward, and thrust his halberd forward.
Light and shadow appeared, and merged into one in an instant. The general form was correct, but compared with the feeling when Seagod Tang San stabbed out, it was still far from the same.
But Lan Xuanyu was not disappointed at all. Improving skills requires constant practice. Even if one's comprehension is high, it is impossible to sublimate without hard work.
In this virtual space, he thrust out the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd again and again, feeling the mystery of the strike again and again. Gradually, his blood vortex merged with the elemental fluctuations. Every time he thrust out, he seemed to have a different feeling. Like meditation, he had already integrated into the process of continuous practice without realizing it.
Lan Xuanyu's cultivation had actually made a big leap since he broke through the fifth ring. The five hundred thousand year spirit rings were of great help to him. What he lacked was actually the process of mastering them.
It’s not that he himself is not good enough in elemental control, but it’s the fusion of the two different abilities of gold-veined blue silver grass and silver-veined blue silver grass.
This was a problem that Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena had never encountered before, but Lan Xuanyu had to face it.
The Golden Dragon King plus the Silver Dragon King does not equal the Dragon God. Only when the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King are perfectly integrated can one become the Dragon God.
This fusion process is not only about the blood vortex in his body constantly merging, but also about merging in the spiritual world. Whenever he uses his own power, he must have a sense of fusion. The Dragon God Transformation is just a simulated fusion state, and the real fusion still depends on himself.
Integration, improvement, breakthrough. This is what he should do most now. The criticism from thousands of people gave him such an opportunity.
That's why he had a different feeling every time he thrust the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd in his hand. In this perception, he could clearly feel his own improvement. The different abilities from the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King were also constantly overlapping.
This is also the reason why Tang Wulin did not continue to teach him the abilities of the Golden Dragon King, such as Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Nine Styles, because that was only for the Golden Dragon King.
But the Thousands of Pointing Points was different, this was the combat skill from the God King that was taught to Tang Wulin by the Sea God Tang San. It was the purest combat skill.
Use combat skills to mobilize your own abilities, and feel the mystery of fusion in the process of performing combat skills. Lan Xuanyu has already taken this opportunity. For him, this is a real leap. A leap in combat power.
For the next week, Lan Xuanyu went into seclusion, completely immersed in the practice that was criticized by thousands of people.