Chapter 248: Condensing Qi Soldiers

"What? You asked me..." After listening to Wang Ming's words, Zhang Li looked at the other party in disbelief. This was the child she had raised with so much hard work, and he actually asked her to...

Wang Ming mustered up the courage to say these words, and no longer hid them, "Yes, I hope you can become Tang Muyang's woman, so that you can preserve the foundation of my Wang family."

Zhang Li still couldn't accept it, "Do you think this is what a son said to his mother?"

How can a son encourage his mother to be someone else's mistress, and she is still a young man about the same age as his son?

Wang Ming explained earnestly, "Mom, I have no choice. Do you know how many people are eyeing our Wang family now? Without Mr. Tang's protection, we would not be able to survive at all."

Tears welled up in Zhang Li's beautiful eyes, "So you let your mother be someone's mistress?"

Wang Ming avoided the other party's gaze, "Don't say it so harshly. It's normal for a man like Mr. Tang to have a few women around him, and you... also need a man."

Zhang Li opened her mouth in shock, unable to believe her ears, "You...what did you say?"

Wang Ming has already given up, and has no scruples. He simply gives up, "You and my father died within a few months of your marriage. Don't say you still have any feelings for him. Even if you have feelings, why do you still have feelings for him?"

It's enough for him to be a widow for more than twenty years. You don't plan to stay a widow for the rest of your life, right?"

"You are only in your forties now, which is the age when you still have charm. If you can find a man like Mr. Tang, you must catch him in time. In a few years, when you are old and mature, then..."

"Pah!" Zhang Li heard her son talking more and more, and finally couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, so she raised her hand and slapped him.

Wang Ming covered his burning cheeks, a ruthless look flashed across his face, "If you really want your son to be well, then be Mr. Tang's woman, stay in bed more often, and let him support me more.

Otherwise, the Wang family cannot be saved, and you and I will have to beg for food on the streets."

Zhang Li was trembling all over. She didn't know why her son suddenly became so strange. Now she couldn't feel any warmth in the entire Wang family, and she really had the idea of ​​​​escape.

"Do you think I haven't tried it? When Wang Jingsheng rebelled, I knew that the Wang family would eventually have such a day, so I tried to get close to him, but he refused." Zhang Li's voice became calmer and no longer calm.

The kindness I felt before returning to you is like talking to a stranger.

Wang Ming heard the implications of his mother's words and hurriedly showed a flattering look, "Don't worry, Mr. Huang said that as long as you agree, the rest of the things will be left to him."

Zhang Li frowned slightly, "Mr. Huang?"

Wang Ming nodded hurriedly, "That's Huang Sangui. If he follows Mr. Tang now, he will definitely be able to find a solution."

Zhang Li looked at her son without blinking. It sounded as if the other party had already arranged everything and was just waiting for her to jump into the pit.

There was an unspeakable disappointment in her heart.

All flesh and blood ties become worthless in the face of interests.

"good!"

…

Tang Muyang waited until late at night, when the girls next door had gone to bed, and then sneaked into the back mountain.

After accumulating experience over the past few days, he has become more and more proficient in the techniques of condensing qi weapons. He has a hunch that he should be able to successfully condense the first qi weapon tonight.

Without further delay, he sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the magic formula silently in his heart. The energy in his body began to circulate rapidly, and the bad luck around him began to gather quickly.

His hands kept changing, as if he were kneading a piece of dough, and the lump of bad luck kept changing its shape under his control.

In less than a moment, a lump of bad luck the size of a washbasin was compressed into the size of a fist, and a faint blue flame emitted from the whole body, making it look dazzling.

Tang Muyang was overjoyed. Today's condensation was much smoother than usual. Seeing that the prototype of the broom star has been condensed, as long as he works harder, he can condense the first Qi weapon.

However, at the last moment, the qi soldiers, which were 99% complete, suddenly shattered.

Tang Muyang was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Seeing that ninety-nine people had bowed, he was only trembling at the last moment, but in the end he still fell short.

At this moment, he even had the urge to kill.

But after I calmed down, I suddenly thought that this situation seemed to have happened once or twice. Every time something went wrong at the last moment. Could it be that I had overlooked some steps?

After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there were no omissions. I strictly followed the Qi-Wang technique.

Afterwards, he practiced concentrating several times in a row, but without exception, they all ended in failure at the last moment.

It stands to reason that his condensation techniques are already very proficient and he has memorized every link. This kind of problem should not occur. Which link is the problem?

He had been puzzled about this problem, and just like that, the night passed quickly, and he could see a faint light on the horizon.

Tang Muyang let out a deep breath. It seemed that his work this night was in vain.

Just when he was about to get up, he suddenly noticed that as the sun slowly rose, the bad luck in the mountains was dissipating little by little. It did not disappear completely, but they all hid in trees, grass, rocks and other dark places.

Tang Muyang's eyes suddenly lit up. The reason why bad luck is dispelled by sunlight is because the gas has no carrier and needs to rely on tree trunks, grass roots, stones, etc. to store the gas.

Could it be that his inability to condense Qi soldiers has something to do with this?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly sat cross-legged again, gathered a bunch of bad luck again, and began to condense.

After so many condensed experiences, he is now very familiar with it, and he can quickly compress and purify the bad luck into the essence of bad luck the size of a fingertip.

At this moment, the small group of bad luck once again became unstable, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Tang Muyang did not dare to neglect and hurriedly forced out a drop of blood from his body and flicked it into the mass of bad luck.

Sizzling...

The drop of blood melted into the bad luck and made a few soft sounds, just like a drop of water dripping into the oil pan, releasing a few wisps of blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, the gloomy blue misfortune quickly merged with the drop of blood and began to become transparent.

In the end, a drop of colorless and odorless transparent object was formed. It was neither a gas nor a liquid. If you didn't use the gas-gazing technique, you wouldn't be able to see its existence clearly.

Tang Muyang looked at this drop of essence condensed from bad luck with a face of joy. The first qi weapon was finally successfully condensed!

Since his cultivation, he has always had a smooth journey with almost no major bottlenecks, but he encountered a setback with a small Qi soldier.

Now that I see the Qi soldiers that have finally been condensed after all the hard work, I feel an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

This bad luck soldier has been successfully condensed, but I don’t know how powerful it is?

After searching around for a while, he couldn't find a place where he could use it, so he had to go down the mountain in frustration.
Chapter completed!