Under Tang Sen's instruction, Tang Luo moved back to his room and finally returned to his normal life.

Finally, there was a private space to study the star core in his hand, and Tang Luo carefully looked at the items in his hand.

The silver-black ball, like solid iron, is very heavy.

The surface of the sphere is full of inscriptions with characters and characters, which are crisscrossing and appearing extremely simple. Although each of these inscriptions is the same, they do not look like words. The crisscrossing looks like a huge maze. For a moment, there seems to be no clue.

"First see if you can still practice if you lose the star core." Tang Luo put it aside.

For him, whether he can continue to practice is the most important thing in front of him.

Although I clearly know that there is no problem with my body and that the star core has been taken out of the dantian, I still have to try to know whether the martial arts path can be followed.

I felt a little nervous, different from my previous mood, because the success of this practice determines whether he can continue to be a warrior, which is very important.

Take a deep breath, restore calmness, then sit cross-legged, concentrate and prepare to use the exercises.

The Tongtian Art, which had been practiced tens of thousands of times, was spread in the meridians, and the first Zhoutian attracted a trace of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. The Tongtian Art ran for thirty-six Zhoutians in a row, skillfully absorbed the spiritual energy into the body, and flowed all over the body with the Tongtian Art.

OK! Is it going well? I can still practice. Tang Luo is a little excited.

Only one last step is left, injecting the spiritual energy pulled by the technique into the Dantian. Tongtian Jue skillfully follows the meridians to the Dantian.

But in a blink of an eye, Tang Luo's face changed drastically, and he almost couldn't hold on to the operation of his martial arts.

Because the spiritual energy introduced into the dantian by magic tricks instantly lost control, as if there was a powerful force in the dantian. When the spiritual energy entered the dantian, the command power was forcibly taken away.

He was so familiar with this feeling, it was clearly the process of the star core in which one turned into three after inhaling spiritual energy.

After a while, the spiritual energy that had been inhaled into the dantian turned into three channels and flowed into the dantian.

The practice was so smooth, but Tang Luo's face looked very ugly. If the star core in the dantian was still there, then what was the one next to the bed?

Tang Luo had a solemn expression. Because he could not see inwardly for the time being, he did not know what his dantian had become. For the sake of this, he could only practice to the mortal realm that could see inwardly before making a decision.

But this practice also made Tang Luo discover some strange things in his body.

Logically speaking, I am not even a martial artist now. I am equivalent to a martial arts beginner who has just completed foundation building. Although I can practice the mortal realm of martial arts, I can consume about one spiritual power a day. Even if I am divided into three by the star core, it is impossible to continue to attract spiritual power into my body after being absorbed by the dantian.

But I have completed the exercises in the mortal realm for thirty-six days, but my body has not felt any saturation, which means that I can continue to absorb spiritual energy.

According to experience, only the body of a warrior who has entered the Transcendent Realm can absorb and bear two spiritual energy in one day. With the increase in the star core, Tang Luo can absorb six spiritual energy in one day. This is the reason why he can fight with the young disciples of Wusheng Mountain to a draw. Unexpectedly, after his body degenerates, the amount of spiritual energy he absorbs does not transform. This is also a great blessing in disgrace.

According to experience, it took him a year to go from foundation-building to cultivation to mortal realm, and now he has the speed of cultivation in the Transcendent Realm. Tang Luo estimated that it only takes fifty days to cultivate to mortal realm to see inside.

"Then let's first cultivate to the mortal realm and see what the dantian has become." Tang Luo frowned and made up his mind.

Anyway, the situation could not be worse. Tang Luo thought to himself, holding the star core beside him in his hand and carefully looking at it.

…………

That night, the family gathered in the dining room again.

This was the first time Tang Luo had gathered with his family for dinner after he was in a coma, but why did the atmosphere change again?

Tang Luo was a little helpless and said that he could have a good meal.

Except for Xiao Nuannuan who was too young and didn't know anything, her father kept burying his head and not looking at him. Her younger brother Tang Xing seemed to have thousands of words to tell him, but she wanted to speak again and again, and Tang Luo stood up with goosebumps when he looked at her with a sad little look.

My mother changed her mind and kept recommending herself, never stopping since she was on the table.

"Actually, it's nothing more than not practicing martial arts. It's not just martial arts that can make a name for themselves." Xu Shuhui looked at Tang Luo who was frustrated beside her with disdain, as if she was very dissatisfied with her father's identity as a warrior.

But my mother, the mainland is the most respected person, how can we stand out if we don’t practice martial arts? Tang Luo rolled his eyes invisibly and nodded.

"Also, there are so many industries in the family that need to be managed, and sometimes I really can't be busy alone. Luo'er is thirteen years old, so it's time to come and help her mother." After wiping the sweat that didn't exist at all on her forehead, Xu Shuhui began her own heartfelt performance.

Haha, Tang Luo grinned helplessly. The Tang family has many industries, and many of them are under the name of his father. But most of these are managed by the housekeeper Fu, and there are so many family managers. My mother only listens to the report work, but she still has it every day, so she is busy with her.

"And, as soon as you fell into a coma, Uncle Kuan from the second room came to visit you. He said that there are only warriors in the family now, but there are too few tribe members who can help them. I want to ask our third room to ask for a child to help." In the word "child", she emphasized the pronunciation.

Hahaha, it's really obscure. After looking at his nine-year-old brother, Tang Luo glanced at his mother, but he didn't even listen.

"Husband, do you think so?" Xu Shuhui had prepared about a hundred sets of rhetoric. I think there was always one that could impress Tang Luo, but in order to increase the persuasiveness of this set, she pushed Tang Sen and decided to play a supporting role.

Tang Sen, who was eating with his head down, was suddenly pushed and almost poked his chopsticks into his nose. But after all, he was a person who had seen strong winds and waves. He controlled it steadily, raised his head up to cooperate with him, and his voice was low and powerful: "Yes."

After saying that, he buried his head in the meal.

Tang Luo was speechless when he looked at his father's submissive look. As a warrior, you were still in front of the bed in the morning and looked relieved. Why did you see your mother completely different? You are afraid you are not bronchitis.

Perhaps Tang Luo's eyes were too suspicious, and Tang Sen became so arrogant and upright when he was eating.

What's the use of pretending?

After calculating, it was indeed a bronchitis. Tang Luo, who had discovered his father's essence, had already seen who was the real person in his family. It was better to begging for others than asking for others.

My mother told me to give up martial arts in her words and outside. Combined with the ban she had not allowed herself to practice before today, it would be too stupid if she could not guess her intentions.

I can only convince her by myself.

"My mother." Tang Luo put down the bowls and chopsticks and spoke seriously.

Xu Shuhui, who was still talking about how easy and majestic his work was, was overjoyed when she heard her son speak. It seemed that the boy was moved, and a little mouse laughed in his heart. Her beautiful eyes looked at her son with a smile.

"My lifelong ambition is all above martial arts."

In terms of luxury and pleasure, how can the mainland be compared with the modern prosperity of his previous life? But this vast ocean of martial arts has completely occupied Tang Luo's heart. The evolutionary mysteries of martial arts are really fascinating.

"I don't know how far I can practice."

Everyone has their limits, especially now I have problems of one kind or another. I used to think about becoming a saint and becoming an ancestor, but now I am really full of worry.

"But no matter what, I want to achieve my limit."

Whether it is a bad realm or a transcendent state, even if your final limit is only an ordinary realm, you have to reach there.

"I don't know if there will be any problems with my body." Tang Luo smiled stiffly, so fragile that it makes people feel distressed.

What should I do if my whole body's cultivation is sucked away again when I transformed into a state of enlightenment? What should I do if I lose my cultivation in the future if I reach a higher level in the future? He really thought about these things.

But martial arts is really interesting. I'm sorry I can't do anything, so.

"Mother, are you willing to support your son?" Tang Luo's eyes were confused about the future and his own doubts. But deep in his pupils, he was full of determination to pursue martial arts.

The dining room was silent, and all eyes were focused on Tang Luo and Xu Shuhui. Even the most noisy Tang Nuannuan was silent without a trace of sound, looking back and forth when her mother and brother saw each other.

Which parents would not agree to the sincere request of their children, let alone how self-reliant and motivated?

"Go, son, mom supports you." Xu Shuhui's nose felt sour. When she thought of her son's excellence, why did such an unfortunate misfortune as congenital leak occur to him?

Huh, I ask Ren and Luo Changshu for a breath. No matter what you want to do, it is really too different to have the support of your family and not. Seeing that your mother is willing to support her martial arts practice, it is really exciting, so that my father will not have to feel wronged in the cracks.

"Thank you, sir. I'll go back to the room first." Tang Luo and his family greeted each other one by one, stood up and walked relaxedly, leaving the dining room.

Since you have encountered this martial arts path, there is absolutely no reason to give up. Even if it is full of thorns and obstacles, tragic and painful, you have to accompany you for your whole life. Tang Luo’s eyes are firm.

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At night, it is a space that belongs to Tang Luo alone.

In such a peaceful environment, Tang Luo has enough sense of security and time to think about something carefully.

Tang Luo likes the roof the most, not only because it is closest to the sky, but also because it is a safe place to live under him.

This feeling of calming footsteps in the starry sky made him particularly happy and his mind clearer.

If it weren't for the fact that Tang Xing had been wandering in front of his room for an hour, I would have thought about the mystery of man and the universe now.

Tang Luo, who was lying on the roof with his head pillowed, mocked himself.

More than one disappeared, and Tang Xing wandered in front of his door.

I think I have something to do with me, after all, this guy in the restaurant seems to have something to say to me.

But what's going on with such hesitation? With their relationship, there is nothing we can't speak out. Tang Luo once felt that his biggest resistance to getting married in the future was the brother Tang Xing.

He knows this younger brother very well. He is a very simple and cheerful little boy. He never hides his likes and dislikes, just like most children.

But he admires himself in particular, perhaps because he is cool with adult stability and dissatisfaction?

Anyway, he has loved to stick to himself since he was a child and has to use himself as a role model everywhere.

That year, when he was building a foundation, he had a lot of appetite. The five-year-old kid planned to imitate himself, and the food of five bowls of rice was almost overwhelmed to death.

At night, I had to rush into my room from time to time to sleep with me, but I was driven away countless times.

Every time he bumped into the door, Tang Luo didn't dare to lock the door, for fear that this kid would hurt him.

But today this little devil was so hesitant, and he wanted to knock on the door several times and then retreated. Tang Luo was a little curious about what made a nine-year-old doll so heavy.

Tang Luo quietly looked at Tang Xing at the door on the roof and staged various inner scenes.

After a while, the little boy seemed to have made up his mind, and his expression was full of determination to go forward and call the door.

Are you finally ready? I'm sleepy. Tang Luo yawned and stopped his brother who wanted to knock on the door.

"Boy, I'm here."

The sound of falling from the sky scared Tang Xing. He looked up in a hurry and saw his brother's head showing off from the eaves, smiling as if he had been paying attention to him for a long time.

"Did you be discovered by your brother as soon as you come?" Tang Xing's face felt a heat on his face, as if he had been knocked out of a little secret.

The reason why Tang Luo smiled was not because of making fun of him, but because he looked down and saw a 22.2 number on his head, feeling a little funny.
To be continued...