gyu's first soul ring flashed, a dazzling holy light radiating outward from his body. 。Under the illumination of holy light, Tang Wulin and his companions could finally see that the red-haired girl's...As expected, Wu Changkong led him into the Tiandou Cemetery. All the greenery seen from outside the wall was inside the cemetery. 。Rows of tall trees stand in perfect order, and between each tree is a tombstone. 。The dancer, in her white gown, drifted into the place. He seemed to have become a ghost himself. 。This was Tang Wulin's first time at such a place. He kept glancing around. There were few people in the cemetery, and you could only occasionally see someone paying respects. 。Wu Changkong seemed to have entered another state, leading him all the way to the innermost tombstone in the cemetery before finally stopping. 。The tombstone was tall, with only a few simple words on it: Dragon Bing's Tomb 。Long Bing Who is this It sounds like a woman's name. 。Let me wait a moment Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! 。"The headmaster turned to Tang Wulin, his voice no longer cold, only gentle. " 。"Is 。Tang Wulin stood aside. 。With a white cloth in his hand, Wu Changkong walked to the tombstone and began to carefully wipe it. His movements were gentle, as if he were touching something he cherished deeply. 。The tombstone wasn't dirty at all, only covered with a layer of dust. Under his cleaning, it quickly became as white as jade. 。It was only then that Tang Wulin noticed that this tombstone was whiter than the others. After brushing away the dust, there was a faint fluorescence hidden within. 。Wu Changkong's eyes were always gentle, even the previous sadness and sorrow had disappeared. 。at the corner of his mouth, even with a faint smile that Tang Wulin had never seen before 。He didn't speak, just wiping in silence, his whole being seemed to have entered a strange state. 。Tang Wulin wanted to go up and help, but he didn't know why 。He just didn't dare to approach, afraid of disturbing Wuchangkong's state. He felt a bit oppressed in his heart, even having a feeling of suffocation. 。A tombstone 。The dancer had been polishing his shoes for a full hour before he was finally finished. 。After wiping it clean, he returned to the tombstone, looked at it, and a softer smile appeared on his face. 。That smile, like a gentle spring breeze caressing one's face, made everything around seem warm and inviting. 。 “Do you like white” 。So I wore white. 。"You said you like to see me smile, so my smile is only for you." 。"Bing'er, in another world, are you alright" Wu Changkong spoke softly, his hand gently stroking the two characters, "Long Bing," on the tombstone. 。No tears, only smiles. 。Leaving the cemetery, it was already dusk. 。 The air turned cold again, and Tang Wulin didn't dare to ask. He could only follow beside Teacher Wu. 。That Long Bing, he should be Master Wu's relative, right Or was it the kind of lover Xie Xi mentioned Master Wuchang didn't explain anything to him, just took him back into Tiandou City. 。The city of Tiandou was ablaze with lights. 。A bustling crowd flowed through the streets, and shops of all kinds had already opened on both main thoroughfares and side alleys. 。engaging in the buying and selling of various goods. 。Long Tianying seemed to have recovered to normal, but in Tang Wulin's heart, Teacher Long's image had changed slightly. 。Teacher Wu is not a completely cold person! He said, his smile was only for that person. 。"What do you want to eat for dinner" Wu Changkong turned his head and asked Tang Wulin. 。"Me I can do anything!" Tang Wulin replied. 。Wu Changkong said, "Then let's go eat noodles." 。Exceptionally delicious noodles. 。Seeing him describe a kind of food, Tang Wulin couldn't help but be curious. 。It truly was delicious noodles. When Tang Wulin finished the tenth bowl, 。This is the tenth time I've been amazed. 。The noodles are chewy, the broth is flavorful, and with meatballs and vegetables, it looks simple but tastes great. 。Wu Changkong only ate one bowl himself. He ate the noodles one by one. 。To Tang Wulin's surprise, he saw tenderness in her eyes once again. 。Although he lacked a smile, his handsome figure dancing in the air melted all the women who entered and left this small noodle shop with his gentle eyes. 。Sometimes people even come up to chat. 。Wu Changkong's answer was very simple. He just looked at Tang Wulin across from him and said faintly, "This is my son" 。" Son... son... Actually, Tang Wulin and Tang Changkong don't look alike at all. Tang Wulin has particularly large, bright eyes. He looks like a super handsome little boy no matter how you look at him. 。while his eyes were relatively long and narrow, he was handsome with a cool and aloof air. 。But, just like a group of beautiful women all seem similar at first glance, when you only take a quick look, no one really questions their "father and son" relationship. 。Son Tang Wulin didn't object, he just looked at Wu Changkong's eyes changed. 。He could feel that today's dance teacher was completely different from her usual coldness. 。After following Master Kong for half a year, he found that his master's heart wasn't as cold as he appeared. On the contrary, beneath his cold exterior, there seemed to be very intense emotions. 。When they went to the cemetery together today, Tang Wulin was a little scared at first. But after seeing what Wu Changkong had done, he only felt sympathy for him. 。He must have lost the most important person in his life. 。The noodle shop presented a strange sight. A young boy had a mountain of empty bowls in front of him, while opposite him, a young man only had one bowl of noodles, slowly savoring each bite as if it were the most delicious food in the world. 。This is a strange combination, easily catching the eye. 。Let's go 。"Having a bowl of noodles, Longkong brought Tang Wulin back to the hotel." 。 Meditation, wake up early tomorrow. 。"Wu Changkong simply washed up and sat on his bed, beginning to meditate." 。Tang Wulin walked lightly to the window and looked out. Although it was late, Tian Dou City was still brightly lit. Tang Wulin felt good about this city. Unlike the towering skyscrapers of Donghai City, this place was filled with historical weight and a strong sense of humanity. 。Tang Wulin was still young, of course he didn't understand that this was a feeling brought about by the cultural environment, and even more so the feeling given to him by the historical precipitation. 。As the sky outside was just beginning to transition from darkness to deep blue, Tang Wulin was awakened from his meditation by his father, Dance Heaven. 。The obvious effects of the Profound Heavenly Skill were indeed much stronger than before. Tang Wulin clearly felt that his soul power had increased significantly. 。After the deep meditation, he seemed like a different person altogether. 。It was a feeling of unity, as if power and soul force had merged into one. The abruptness that the bloodline brought also disappeared. 。Tang Wulin vaguely felt that although his own strength hadn't noticeably increased, his physical endurance should have become stronger. 。"Come!" Wu Changkong pushed open the window and beckoned to Tang Wulin. 。Tang Wulin hurried to his side. Wu Changkong grabbed his arm, and Tang Wulin only felt a gust of wind hit him. The next moment, they had already arrived on the hotel rooftop. 。 Wu Changkong stood behind Tang Wulin, his hands clasped around his head, his index fingers resting under his jaw, and his thumbs pressing on his temples. His other three fingers also pressed against the pressure points on his face. 。Feel the flow of my soul power, in a little while I will start your training in the Purple Extreme Devil Eye. 。Breathe in and out according to the Xuan Tian Gong method, looking towards the east. 。Every morning, before the sun rises, there will be a hint of fish belly white in the distance east. When it appears, it is accompanied by a trace of purple qi. Our Tang Sect's unique skill, Zi Ji Mo Tong, absorbs this purple qi to enhance one's eyesight. At the same time, this method of circulation and absorption is the way to cultivate spiritual power. 。"Understood"

"Understood" 。Tang Wulin's comprehension is not a problem at all. 。 A gentle and slightly cool soul power slowly flowed from Wu Changkong's fingertips into Tang Wulin's facial acupoints. Tang Wulin immediately felt as if his entire face was cleansed by a refreshing spring, an indescribable comfort. 。Especially his eyes, under the permeation of these cool breezes, he distinctly felt his eyesight sharpening, and everything in the distance became clear as a result. 。He silently remembered the direction of the dance long soul power running on his cheek. 。"Gather your soul force, and follow my guidance..." 。The breathing of the Xuan Tian Gong remains unchanged. 。"Wu Changkong reminded," 。Tang Wulin hurriedly followed suit. 。Under the guidance of Wuchangkong, entering became very familiar. Soon, Tang Wulin himself could control his soul power to operate in the way of Zi Jue Demon Eye. 。Just then, on the horizon, a sliver of fish-belly white quietly appeared. At the same time, a purple light flashed and disappeared, something Tang Wulin had never noticed before. 。Suddenly, he felt the purple light seemed to magnify in his eyes. Immediately after, a warm and tingling sensation filled his vision. 。Tears flowed unconsciously, but they didn't fall. Instead, they circled the eyes, driven by soul power, soaking the pupils with an indescribable comfort. The warmth was also absorbed into the eyes, merging into the tiny acupoints surrounding the fundus. 。To be continued... 。The result of this operation is: 420/374891 。 the black mecha is the super mecha. But these are all that can exist under normal circumstances. What about the red mecha, which is called the god-level mecha It's also rare throughout the continent....