In the end, Shang Ke still didn't tell Wen Jingrong the reason why he made friends everywhere. It wasn't to hide it, but he was still trying. In order to avoid excessive consumption of the blessing light on Wen Jingrong, Shang Ke planned to find a new source of blessing light.
There are not a few people in the world who have blessings, but they are constantly consuming their blessings, and some people even use up their blessings when they are young. Most of the people who can accumulate blessings are pure and kind-hearted people whose ancestors or themselves have done great deeds and have deep blessings.
Wen Jingrong's situation is rather special. He has the soul of an immortal (Chen Xiao), and Fuguang can bless his luck, and the fairy energy in his soul is constantly refining Fuguang. This is also the reason why Shang Ke can quickly transform with his blessing.
The blessings of ordinary mortals are definitely not as good as Wen Jingrong, but they are better in number. It's just that he is still not sure how much blessing he needs to absorb from ordinary people to achieve the effect of cultivation. He doesn't want to damage other people's luck, so he must contact more people with blessings. Blessed light can influence and transform each other. If a person makes a friend who is blessed with luck, his own luck will also change accordingly.
Shang Ke has already found more than a dozen people who have blessed light, but unfortunately half of them were driven away by a stingy jealous husband. The blessings of only six or seven people are obviously not enough to maintain his daily "expenses".
"Oh, I'm really not good at raising me." Shang Ke couldn't help but sigh.
"Who said that?" Wen Jingrong leaned over and retorted, "My cocoa is best to keep."
Shang Ke glanced at him, looked away, and then glanced at him again.
"What's wrong?" Wen Jingrong asked.
Shang Ke threw himself on the sofa and cried out, "Why are you so poor!"
Tens of millions of Mr. Wen in minutes: "..."
Wen Jingrong, who was despised by his lover for being too poor, asked people to organize his assets into documents and send them to his mailbox on the same day. However, before he could show his strong financial resources, Shang Ke ran away again.
Wen Jingrong tried his best to restrain his urge to arrest people immediately, and insisted on finding him based on the location of his mobile phone until the company's affairs were completed.
In the garden, Shang Ke was sitting in the pavilion, playing chess with an old man.
With a pleasant expression and a smile on his face, he poured tea for the old man and said something.
The old man furrowed his brows, pondered hard, and argued a few words from time to time pointing to the chessboard.
Wen Jingrong stood outside the pavilion, staring at his lover in the pavilion, his originally irritable mood gradually calmed down after seeing him.
For a long time, all he saw was Shang Ke who was by his side, and it seemed that he had never carefully looked at Shang Ke who got along with outsiders. When around him, Shang Ke is gentle and considerate, lively and casual; in front of outsiders, he is calm and relaxed, warm and kind. He never deliberately showed his talent in front of himself, but in front of the outside, he was always the most dazzling one. Taking possession for granted almost made him forget how good Coco was.
Wen Jingrong couldn't help but secretly examine whether he was too restrictive to him
"Jing Rong." A clear voice interrupted his thoughts. He looked up and found that Shang Ke had finished the chess game and walked towards him.
"Your new friend?" Wen Jingrong looked at the old man in the gazebo.
"Yeah." Shang Ke said with a smile, "I met when I was crossing the road."
"I remember that your last friend met while you were on the bus." Wen Jingrong took his hand and took a stroll while counting, "The last one was when you were bargaining at the vegetable market, and by the river. You can make friends when you are fishing, wandering on the road, and snapping up some discounted items. The most amazing one is when you see others touching porcelain.”
Wen Jingrong wondered if his lover had his own aura of making friends, and he could make friends casually. And according to his post-mortem investigation, most of the friends he made are excellent, some of them are very expensive, some are of outstanding character, some are knowledgeable, and some are keen on public welfare...
Shang Ke patted his shoulder and comforted: "I know you don't have the talent to make friends, but it doesn't matter, my friends will be your friends in the future."
Wen Jingrong: "... just be happy."
Three days later, Wen Jingrong applied for relevant documents for Shang Ke and officially settled in Wen's house. He no longer had to focus on people as urgently as before, and gave him space to let himself go.
"Aren't you afraid I'll run away?" Shang Ke sat on the desk and waved the ID card in his hand with a smile.
"I'll chase after you run, anyway, if you're idle, you're idle." Wen Jingrong flipped through the documents without looking sideways.
Shang Ke, who thought he could hear the love words, said angrily, "Then I'll show you how busy you are."
Wen Jingrong raised his head and said slowly, "The rest of my life will be 'free' for you. No matter when and where, no matter when you are born, old, sick or dead."
Shang Ke looked at him deeply, then stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and said softly, "Wen Jingrong, did I ever say 'I love you'."
"Yes, but I don't mind if you say it a few more times." Wen Jingrong hugged him to his lap and kissed his lips.
"It's fine for me to say it as many times as you want." Shang Ke leaned into his arms with a smile on his face.
But after a while, he suddenly raised his head again: "There is one thing, I think I should tell you."
Wen Jingrong's heart moved: "What's the matter?"
"The reason I'm keen on making friends." Shang Ke said slowly, "At the normal speed of cultivation, it would take me three hundred years to reshape my body. But the blessings on your body allowed me to complete my transformation in a short period of time. "
"Well." Wen Jingrong listened quietly.
"If I continue to absorb the blessings from you without any scruples, it is estimated that your blessings will soon be exhausted."
"How soon?" Wen Jingrong asked.
Shang Ke thought for a while and replied, "About ten years."
"Ten years?" Wen Jingrong frowned, "My blessing can only support you for ten years?"
"That's not the point!" Shang Ke reminded, "The point is that after more than ten years, your blessings will be absorbed by me."
"What happens after the light is absorbed? Will you leave me?"
"Of course not. It's just that without the blessings, your life would not be as smooth as it is now."
"Isn't that normal?" Wen Jingrong's expression was flat, "Who can guarantee that his life is absolutely smooth?"
"It seems so right, but..." Who doesn't want their life to be better. Originally able to score 120 points, and finally only scored 80 points, most people will be unwilling
"So, what does this have to do with your making friends?" Wen Jingrong asked again.
Shang Ke replied: "You are not the only one who has blessed light. I want to disperse and absorb it. Although the speed will be slower, it will not affect the luck of you and others."
Wen Jingrong's eyes dimmed: "Do your friends have blessings on them?"
"Yeah." Shang Ke nodded.
"Very good." Wen Jingrong's tone was somewhat dangerous, "From today onwards, you are not allowed to continue to communicate with them."
"Why? Didn't you explain it all clearly?" Shang Ke glared at him.
Wen Jingrong said sternly: "Besides me, I will not allow you to absorb blessings from others!"
How could he tolerate the smell of outsiders on Coco
"Didn't you say it before? If you only absorb the blessings from you, your blessings will be absorbed by me in ten years."
"Then suck it up!" Wen Jingrong roared, "Even if it kills me, I don't care. I only hope that you will belong to me completely in my lifetime. As long as I live for one day, I will not let anyone be with you. leave traces on his body!"
Shang Ke didn't expect Wen Jingrong to object so much. In his opinion, absorbing blessing light is like shopping in a store, without any other meaning.
"Coco, promise me." Wen Jingrong hugged him tightly and whispered, "Don't look for anyone else before you absorb me."
Absorb you or something, I always feel that something is wrong.
"If you really care that much, then I promise you." Shang Ke sighed, "Just in this way, the time for me to transform into a human form will be shortened, and the consumption of blessings must be minimized."
"Can't it be absorbed for more than ten years? You don't have to worry about it." Wen Jingrong didn't want his cocoa to go hungry.
"The problem is," Shang Keheng looked at him stubbornly, "you are not a good person."
"This... what does it have to do with me being a good person?"
"Even if a good person is not blessed, as long as he is not lazy, extremely poor, or encounters unpredictable natural and man-made disasters, he can basically live the rest of his life in peace. But you," Shang Ke pointed to his heart, "in private. How many illegal deeds have been done, how many ordinary people have been oppressed, and how many rich businessmen have been offended?"
"You...you know?"
"I'm not a fool." Shang Ke rolled his eyes at him.
Wen Jingrong: He always thought it was...
"I said, I want you to have a worry-free life." Wen Jingrong looked at Shang Ke solemnly, "Trust me, Coco, I will kill any existence that may threaten you in the cradle."
Shang Ke knew that what he wanted to express was to change the past, set things right, and benefit one side. But what he said always made people feel murderous and malicious.
"Well then, you can only absorb the blessings from me." His cocoa must be raised by him alone.
"Yes, I will listen to you. After ten years, what will you do?"
"What else can I do? It's a big deal to be a good man with few desires."
"Haha." Only this, he did not believe.
Now that he is guaranteed, Wen Jingrong no longer restricts his friendship. Coco trusted him, and he was willing to give the same trust.
However, Shang Ke did not give up looking for a new cultivation path. The method of obtaining blessings from others has been rejected, so is it possible to refine the blessings of Wen Jingrong
While conditioning Wen Jingrong's body and dredging his meridians, Shang Ke searched for various cultivation books. In the end, he formulated a plan suitable for Wen Jingrong's cultivation by combining the spiritual model of the double cultivation method and the sentinel guide.
In this world, the spiritual energy is thin, and it is impossible to cultivate into a true fruit, but it is still no problem to strengthen the body, prolong life, and refine blessings.
"Can't enter?" Wen Jingrong sat in the medicine pool without an inch, looking at Coco with his legs crossed around his waist with a tangled expression.
"No." Shang Ke tried his best to ignore the giant that was brushing his presence under him, "You must first learn how to breathe."
As he said that, he put his lips on his lips, put the blessing he absorbed into his mouth, and guided him to breathe.
After a while, Shang Ke moved his lips away, and said in a suppressed voice, "I promised not to enter!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't control the strength..." Wen Jingrong looked innocent, as if the thing that made his own claim below was not his.
"This is the first time!" Shang Ke was furious.
"Good, don't be angry, I promise not to shoot in you this time." Wen Jingrong skillfully smoothed his hair.
"You're too embarrassed to shoot!" Shang Ke said fiercely, "Hold me back."
"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult..."
"Um... lightly, don't push so hard every time..."
Wen Jingrong smiled and bit his neck lightly.
In fact, he had learned to breathe a month ago, but he never told Coco. He likes Coco's angry and helpless appearance, which makes him feel that he is being doted on and embraced by Coco, but he also knows that he can't hide it for too long, otherwise it will affect the progress of cultivation.
Well, tell him next month. I have to say, he really loves this way of cultivation, and he will never get tired of it...
Humans on the planet Tam have an average lifespan of 120 years. After Wen Jingrong's cultivation, his lifespan was extended by nearly 100 years, and his appearance was immortal. He became the longest-lived and legendary human being in the history of the planet.
The cultivation plan studied by Shangke Wen Jingrong will also be regarded as a divine scripture by the people of Star Tam in the near future.
After several generations of inheritance and cultivation, the average life expectancy of the Tam star people has been fully doubled. It's just that they can't look as youthful as Wen Jingrong, because they lack a foreshadowing that can fit their soul...