It turned out that the combination of Pang Yuanjun and Tang Qingqing back then was basically a combination of interests.
Pang Yuanjun wanted to take advantage of the power behind Tang Qingqing to go further, and Tang Qingqing used Pang Yuanjun to practice the highest martial arts-Sacred Heart and Sacred Will swordsmanship in order to practice the realm of Wangqing.
After giving birth to Pang Sicheng, Pang Yuanjun's goal was achieved, and Tang Qingqing's cultivation also successfully broke through. The two sides instantly changed from being gluey to being strangers, and separated.
It can be said that from the beginning, Pang Yuanjun was for ambition, and Tang Qingqing was for cultivation. This combination is wrong.
For the two of them, Pang Sicheng's birth was just a leftover from the union of their respective bloodlines, without any nostalgia.
That is to say, Pang Yuanjun paid a little more attention to Pang Sicheng. After all, as a hero and overlord, descendants are also an important means that can be used to stabilize the morale of the army.
After understanding the truth, Lu Sheng understood the difficulty of Pang Sicheng's cause and effect.
These two couples have no real relationship at all, and the combination is also necessary for the interests. In this case, they want a family reunion... The difficulty is not ordinary.
The wish of cause and effect cannot be solved by force and means, it must be natural, and the two of them are willing to do it.
"How? So, do you still want to see your mother?" Mu Rong looked at the road with a little pity. ten years old.
"Of course." Lu Sheng nodded. "I've grown up so much, I haven't really met my old lady. Of course I have to really meet her when I come here this time."
"Okay, since you don't give up, Xuanxin, take him to see Qingtang." Mu Rong slowly closed her eyes and said calmly.
"Yes." Soon another little Taoist boy came out, leading Lu Sheng into the inner courtyard of the Taoist temple, and walked towards a small courtyard at the back.
Soon, the two of them saw Tang Qingqing cross-legged in meditation in front of the courtyard.
Xiao Daotong left quietly and closed the courtyard door, leaving Lu Sheng and Tang Qingqing alone.
Tang Qingqing's cold phoenix eyes slowly opened, staring at Lu Sheng who was standing not far away.
That extremely resembling Pang Yuanjun's face made her quickly recall the sweet time when she and Pang Yuanjun fell in love and got married.
"Are you... Sicheng?" She asked softly.
"It's me." Lu Sheng nodded. "Mother, I'm here this time to invite you to go home with me."
"......" Tang Qingqing was silent for a while, "My heart is my home, child, you are still young, you won't understand."
"Stop making trouble, what's the matter, the three of us sit down and have a good talk, open our hearts, and we can resolve any conflicts through communication." Lu Sheng sighed. "Come on, come home with me quickly."
"..." Tang Qingqing was silent again, "My child, you still don't understand many things. Pang Yuanjun and I have no love at all. Now that ten years have passed, it is even more impossible to reunite. Go back and tell Your father, just say... I have long forgotten everything about that year."
"I said, I'm trying to reason with you calmly. Stop making trouble, okay?" Lu Sheng felt a little tired. "Even if it's for me, wouldn't it be a good thing for you to live a good life together?"
Tang Qingqing felt a little bit out of his mind. The child... didn't know what the tone was, and there seemed to be something wrong.
"I've already said, go back, this is not the place you should come to. The past in the world of mortals is already a cloud of the past for me." Tang Qingqing replied, then closed her eyes and fell into meditation again.
"But you once loved Pang Yuanjun too, right?"
"Love or not love is all in one mind. The past and the present are just fleeting images, and life is turbulent." Tang Qingqing said lightly, "Since I don't love anymore, what's the point of being together with Pang Yuanjun again?"
"It's okay, as long as I think it's meaningful." Lu Sheng waved his hand, "Hurry up and pack your things, let me tell you, I'm not here to reason with you.
Three days later, I will come again in three days, when the time comes, my mother, you pack your luggage, and we will go down the mountain together. "
After speaking, he turned around and left the courtyard without waiting for Tang Qingqing to reply.
The latter was a little dazed in the yard, but then he calmed down, as if nothing had happened, and settled down again.
She had already stepped into the realm of Sacred Heart and Sacred Will a few years ago, and such emotions could no longer stir up waves in her heart.
Three days is not a long time for a cultivator who meditates like a routine. It is like a stick of incense, and three days later.
Coincidentally, this day is the Dharma teaching day for all the disciples in the temple.
Tang Qingqing, an elder who taught the Dharma, got up early in the morning. After the morning class of chanting sutras, he brought many disciples from the temple to the open space between the two Taoist temples.
After several disciples practiced swordsmanship once, the senior brothers and sisters stepped forward to correct mistakes and omissions. After this link was over, they verified each other's experience and practice experience.
Holding a long white sword in his hand, Tang Qingqing sat calmly on the high platform, looking at his disciples below who were scattered and pointing to other ordinary disciples in the audience.
Xiao Honglei is the eldest disciple under Taoist Qingshui's command in Guanzhong. His Sacred Heart swordsmanship is cold and ruthless. At a young age, he is already a strong martial artist.
She inspected the disciples one by one, correcting their mistakes and omissions during practice, with a meticulous attitude.
After tidying up her disciple's movements for a while, she turned her head to look at the high platform. Although Tang Qingqing sitting there is an elder preaching the Dharma, he is rarely seen on weekdays.
Soon the second stage passed, and then came the third stage, where the elders in the sect practiced swordsmanship with each other and pointed out the core meaning of the artistic conception.
On the high platform, Tang Qingqing slowly got up, and on the right side slowly jumped onto a thin old man with a fluttering white beard, who was Piao Muzi, another preaching elder in the door.
"Today, we are honored to invite Elder Qingtang, who has been practicing in seclusion, to practice the Sacred Heart swordsmanship together.
Elder Qingtang is the top Martial King powerhouse in his sect who is second only to the Guanzhu. He once fought seven strongholds of Hongshan King in Wuxiu Mountain. In one fell swoop, he won the title of "Seven Swords of the Sacred Heart". "
Tang Qingqing nodded slowly, and gently drew out the long sword to perform a sword trick.
"Sacred Heart swordsmanship, the center of gravity is not heavy. Among them, the opening hand is surrounded by clouds and mountains, which can be said to be the top open door defense in today's martial arts.
Once the strength is in place, the whole body penetrates into one body, and the human sword is integrated into one, even if it is a master who is much stronger than himself, there is no way to easily shake his own footwork. Next, I will show you a demonstration...."
She raised the sword and thrust forward, suddenly shook the sword flower, and then retracted the sword in an instant to take a defensive position.
"Sinking with strength, the whole body penetrates into one body, the tip of the sword faces upwards, and the arms join forces. This is the starting gesture, surrounded by clouds and mountains and fog! Once set, it should be as stable as a rock, as fixed as a mountain, and unshakable!"
She stood on the top to demonstrate, and Xiao Honglei below watched intently, secretly admiring her. Just from the dull sound of stepping on the high rock platform just now, she knew that Elder Tang Qingqing's concentration was stable at this time, and I am afraid that a few more giant elephants would not Fa hit her body.
Suddenly Xiao Honglei seemed to hear something, but she couldn't seem to hear it when she listened carefully.
It seemed to be the sound of the wind, and it seemed that something was whistling through the air.
"have what... .?"
call! !
Before Xiao Honglei had time to react, she was dumbfounded and saw a thick black tree trunk whizzing and circling in the distant sky.
The huge tree trunk more than one meter thick was spinning at high speed, passing over the heads of the disciples with a terrifying whistling sound, and then smashed hard at Tang Qingqing, who was demonstrating sword skills.
Tang Qingqing's face was indifferent, and the sword in his hand was drawn like lightning.
"Look, this is the real secret of the Sacred Heart swordsmanship. There is no return to the sword! There is no return to the heart!! Surrounded by clouds and mists! Set!!"
boom! !
In an instant, a gravel pothole with a depth of more than one meter appeared on the high platform. Tang Qingqing, who was still up there just now, has disappeared.
In its place was a tall man with an unbelievably strong body.
He was bare-chested and only wore a pair of slender black trousers. His face seemed a little bit like Pang Sicheng, and a bit like Tang Qingqing. A head of short black hair was blown by the wind and rolled like waves.
"My mother, I'm here to pick you up!" Lu Sheng pulled Tang Qingqing out of the pit and carried him on his shoulder.
"Okay, it's time to go home. Our family of three will finally be reunited after so many years." He tore off the sword in Tang Qingqing's hand, "Let's go."
He carried Tang Qingqing on his shoulders and jumped up, and the whole person soared into the air like a big bird and jumped towards the distance.
"Wuliang Tianzun, the layman is so unscrupulous, do you think that I, Taiyi and Quanzong have no one?" In an instant, a figure appeared in front of Lu Sheng as if changing shape.
Boom!
The two clashed in mid-air for an instant, colliding with each other and bouncing away.
"Why, old lady, are you going to prevent my family of three from being reunited?" Lu Sheng's expression was uneasy when he landed steadily, his whole body was shaken violently, as if an ancient clock had been hit by a huge force, and there was a slight buzzing sound.
"Junior Sister Qingtang practiced the way of the Sacred Heart and Sacred Heart of the Supreme Master. As early as ten years ago, she had already cut off the mortal world and devoted herself to pursuing the way of heaven. The mortal world is gone, so why should laymen insist?" Mu Rong stood in front of Lu Sheng with a flat face, and landed gently.
"This is not forcing." Lu Sheng showed a trace of helpless pain on his face, "Could it be okay for my mother to give up something for me as a son of man? I just want to reunite my family and experience the family happiness that I have never experienced before! Is this also wrong?"
boom! !
He couldn't help punching the wall beside him, and a hole more than two meters deep was blown in the wall.
"I'm only ten years old!!" He growled. "Do you have the heart to see a ten-year-old child without the care and love of his mother!?"
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Mu Rong glanced at the one-meter-thick bluestone wall, then at Lu Sheng, who was two meters high and one-meter wide, and couldn't help but twitch her mouth.
"Ten years old... ..!! Can ten years old grow up like this?? Is this a lie!?" Xiao Honglei looked at Lu Sheng from a distance, feeling cheated in her heart.
"So let's get out of the way, grandma, anyway, if my mother's cultivation is too high, if the realm is high enough, it doesn't matter where she is.
It's better to go back with me and live a good life. After I enjoy the family happiness of family reunion, let her come back and continue to practice her or something, isn't it the same? "Lu Sheng growled.
"Get out of the way, I haven't killed anyone in a long time. Don't push me...."
Mu Rong twitched and hesitated.
"Pang Yuanjun will not agree to this."
"It's okay, it doesn't matter if he agrees or not, as long as I agree." Lu Sheng said indifferently,