How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

Hongli showed her dead fish eyes and said quietly: "As the saying goes, a person has a face, and a tree has a skin.

Even if you encounter something you haven't seen before, don't act like you don't know anything about it. Just ask and pretend!

Of course, your mother, I won’t pretend, I have no future, I just want to talk to you..."

"What are you teaching your children..."

Hei Yang's body lying on the ground couldn't help but complain.

"You are a fool to pretend to understand when you don't understand. If you don't understand, just ask!"

"Shut up the corpse, what can the dead say?"

Hong Li gritted her teeth and exerted a little force on her soles: "Go to hell!"

"Hiss~~"

Black Yang closed his eyes peacefully again.

"Tsk..."

Hong Li glanced at Hei Yang, rolled her eyes, and continued to instruct Xiao Huo.

"Well, the first step is to try to sense the life force in it and coexist peacefully with it. If you can't feel the burning heat, you will be considered a pass."

Hongli thought for a while and said, "Let me show you the advanced form of Nirvana Fire Magical Power first. Let me tell you something, I feel bad for having your dad lying on the ground all the time."

"Well……"

Xiaohuo wanted to say, "Mom, didn't you throw Dad on the ground?" But after seeing what her father had learned, she decisively chose that silence is golden.

"Huh, Hei Yang, hold on, I'll help you up from the ground right now!"

Hong Li took a deep breath, and in Xiao Huo's horrified eyes, she stamped her foot and turned it into a ball of scattered flames for her father.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. I didn't meet him. He pretended to be a defeated cutscene!"

A tic-tac-toe popped up on Hong Li's head, and she shook her feet in white socks to indicate that she hadn't really stepped on them yet.

"Huh, forget it, take a good look..."

Hong Li sighed, took back her little feet, put on her shoes, and watched the butterfly transformation with Xiao Huo. Ahem, cremation is not right either...

Watching the self-directed and self-acted defeat cutscene with Xiao Huo, the Black Sun turned into a ball of sparks.

The sparks scattered everywhere, and then turned into black suns, all looking at Hongli Xiaohuo with their dead fish eyes.

"All it takes is a trace of Nirvana flame to burn spiritual energy and restore it to its original state."

Hongli pointed at the Black Suns and explained.

"Okay, so many dads!"

Xiao Huo looked at the Black Suns in shock, and then suddenly said in surprise: "Xiao Huo's father suddenly became dozens. Doesn't that mean that no children dare to mess with Xiao Huo? I am the king of children haha... ah !”

Xiao Huo covered her little head, looked up at her mother who retracted her hand, and curled her lips: "Mom bullied Xiao Huo..."

"Ahem, our family tradition, you can carry it forward in the future."

Hongli coughed twice, her expression remained unchanged, she turned to look at Heiyang, and said quietly: "Besides, what do you mean by dozens of dads? Will I still be alive?"

Only one of him is real, the rest are soulless empty shells. "

"Ah this..."

Xiao Huo's dream was shattered, and he looked at the Black Suns, took a few steps to walk to them, curiously poked at this one, looked at that, and asked doubtfully: "By the way, which one is the real one with a soul? Xiao Huo can't tell the difference. Eh?"

"Let's see which location is suitable for resurrection."

The black suns spoke at the same time, which startled Xiao Huo. She suspected that her father did it on purpose.

"The soul can move freely among these shadows, and any one of them can be used as its own, because it is essentially a collection of energy."

Hei Yang nodded and looked at Xiao Huo with a smile.

"How about it, can't you tell the difference?"

"that."

Hongli pointed at a black sun, which froze in expression and said angrily: "I'm playing with my daughter, why are you causing trouble? Do you really want to call me daddy?"

"whispering sound."

Hong Li curled her lips and was too lazy to talk to Hei Yang.

"Huh, even though anyone can be regarded as my true self, the soul imprint is essentially mine, so there will be no changes in genetic blood or anything like that. I am still the most handsome boy of my parents."

The flames gathered together, Hei Yang spread his hands and added: "Of course, because of practice, for example, my original gene is version 1.0.

Then it will be upgraded to a higher version on this basis, but tracing back to the origin is still the same.

At first, I was still wondering if I would encounter a very powerful person who would crawl along the source and play dirty tricks on me.

As a result, I heard from a mother-in-law named Meng, no, Liu.

If you can do that, I have to send it without tracing back to its origin.

And if I reach the stage where the enemy needs to trace his origin to deal with it, the origin will no longer be my weakness, but will become my strongest position..."

Hei Yang shook his head and said: "So, this is actually a false proposition. There is no need to worry about this kind of thing at all..."

[And I didn’t see your magical power at first, but now that I see it, where did you secretly learn so many great magical powers? I taught you that you can’t even make it to the other side?

For example, your demonic shadow, this kind of magical power can let the other party trace back to your origin. Once the other party becomes hostile to you, your magical power will directly follow his origin and come to check the room...

In other words, if it reaches that level, if your enemy wants to defeat you, first he must control himself not to be hostile to you, secondly he must control himself not to see your appearance, and then he must control himself not to hear you. Even your voice, he can’t even know you exist!

Only by overcoming these can I be qualified to compete with you, but you still have so many great powers...]

Hei Yang still remembers Grandma Liu patting his shoulder, as if she had seen a big figure in the world in the future, and then immediately she looked sad and resentful that iron cannot become steel, and said what can you do if you practice well. Well, you have long been so awesome, so awesome, and other difficult words...

If he could practice well, would he still be Black Yang?

Don't think about it all day long, "If I hadn't played before", "If I could discipline myself", "If I was given another chance", I would definitely be able to "bring glory to my ancestors", "fly into a successful career", "get into high school" and "get ahead".

Therefore, I am equal to "It's not that I'm incapable, I just don't want to", "I'm actually very good but I'm willful", "The god who has lost his glory in the past", and I am immersed in my own "what if" world.

But in fact, self-control and self-discipline are themselves manifestations of ability. Failure to be self-disciplined proves that the person is incapable of self-discipline.

Therefore, just complaining about what would happen is of no use, because if you still have that mentality, you will still get by in a muddle-headed way again.

Only by calming down, reflecting on yourself, and finding reasons to correct yourself can you make progress.

Of course, if you really can't discipline yourself, you can also "discipline him". For example, Hei Yang, a little donkey lying in bed, is woken up by his mother "with a whip" every morning and pushes him forward. This is also A way, so everyone emphasizes the role of mutual supervision.

For example, someone originally wanted to find a good partner to remind each other to code diligently, but when they urged each other, the other party became as lazy as someone else, which is a sin...

Therefore, even if you find someone to supervise you, don't be like the pair of lazy dogs like Hei Yang Hongli. Their laziness affects each other, causing one plus one to be far greater than two...

But fortunately, the two of them saw each other in the eyes, were able to digest it internally, and still looked like they would not regret it, otherwise...

Tsk tsk, if these two were let out, they might directly destroy at least six families! (fog)

Therefore, Hei Yang Hongli's marriage is correct, impartial, well-matched, commensurate, a good match, in line with social expectations, and protecting world peace...

From this we can conclude that it’s not that Hei Yang doesn’t want to work hard, it’s that he didn’t want to work hard when he started working hard!

It may seem like a few words difference, but in fact it is a world of difference!

Not wanting to work hard is decadent, but Hei Yang still longs to become a better person in his heart!

Not wanting to work hard at the beginning can only mean that Hei Yang is lazy, but it does not mean that he is not motivated. He is very motivated in his dreams all day long!

Hei Yang was talking nonsense in his mind and turned to look at Hong Li.

"How to say."

Hei Yang raised his eyebrows: "Keep talking, it's your turn."

"Oh ho!"

Hong Li was imagining what would happen if dozens of Hei Yang were real, but Hei Yang's voice suddenly came to her ears, which startled her.

At this time Hongli came back to her senses, cleared her throat, continued to pretend to be a kind mother with good intentions, and looked at Xiaohuo.

"Well, you see, even when you are defeated, the cutscenes seem to start playing. You can also use the Nirvana Fire to forcefully renew your life and enter the second form, the third form, the fourth form..."

Hong Li stretched out a finger: "In short, as long as the Nirvana flame around you is still burning, you won't be knocked down to death."

"What if all the surrounding Nirvana flames are extinguished?"

Xiao Huo insists on fighting.

"Ha, you can also use the natal fire of the Nirvana Fire Divine Power to resurrect in another place."

Hong Li spread her hands, and a ball of fire suddenly appeared, showing it: "You see, this is Hei Yang's natural fire. As long as I slap him, cough, cough, I will definitely not do that!"

"Wow, dad's natural fire is in mom's hands!"

Xiaohuo said in surprise.

"That's right, of course the only one who can keep it for him is me."

Hong Li showed a proud smile, and suddenly she lowered her voice and whispered: "But I secretly tell Xiaohuo that the natal fire thing, as long as the realm is high, it can actually create more, not just one, kind of The boss is really hard to kill.

Even if you practice to a certain level, it is possible to integrate fire into concepts..."

"What about mom and dad?"

Xiao Huo's eyes were shining brightly, and she felt that the Fire Immortal's advancement to the Nirvana Fire was simply a promising road with a bright future. It was great to have her parents to teach her step by step!

"No, my parents haven't reached that level yet..."

Hongli suddenly looked at the sky and said quietly: "If your parents reach that level, I will probably be caught and sent to heaven..."

"Ah this..."

Xiao Huo's expression froze.

"But having said that, Xiaohuo, when you said this, I remembered it. Before, I planned to suppress the spiritual power and try not to use magical powers to prevent the spiritual power from being secretly enhanced..."

When Hong Li said this, she was suddenly startled, turned to look at Hei Yang, and said expressionlessly: "We didn't use our magical powers just now, right?"

"Well……"

Hei Yang scratched his head with a smile: "If nothing else happens and I remember correctly..."

"We used it!"

Hei Yang nodded and said seriously.

Hongli: "..."

Hei Yang: "..."

"Should it be okay?"

Hongli beeped softly.

"Before you said this, the probability of something happening and the probability of being okay were half and half respectively..."

Hei Yang complained: "But after you say this, something will happen 100% of the time."

Hongli: "..."

[Congratulations to the contractor for advancing to the second stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. The whole world celebrates. The heaven blesses and the ground is full of golden lotuses...]

"Don't, don't bless!"

Hongli pointed to the sky and said viciously: "Old Ao, leave a way out for me, so that we can meet again later!"

"Indeed!"

Heiyang quickly stomped away a golden lotus disguised as spiritual power and looked at Hongli with dead eyes.

"What should we do now?"

"What else can we do? Anyway, we have been "punished". If we don't teach Xiaohuo, won't we lose a lot?"

Hongli sighed.

"Indeed!"

Heiyang had a look of similarity.

"Xiaohuo!"

Heiyang and Hongli patted Xiaohuo's shoulders with one hand each and asked seriously: "You must learn Nirvana Fire. Do you know how much your parents have sacrificed to teach you?"