As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

"Cluck..."

The spirit chicken cried sadly, after all, it was a wrong decision...

"See, it doesn't love you at all."

Qing Yiyi looked at the spirit chicken: "Do you feel the pain of being hurt by love? Do you think that there is no good rooster in this world?"

"Cluck..."

The spirit chicken nodded slightly with a sad look on its face.

"so……"

Hei Muguang raised his eyebrows and concluded: "In such a sad world, what's the point of living? It's better to contribute my useful body and illuminate my son's bright future..."

"It feels like these two people are becoming more and more dangerous in their words..."

Hei Yang complained in a lower voice: "Does this count as bewitching the chicken's heart..."

"Cack!"

The clever chicken suddenly came to its senses. That was not right. If the rooster was gone, it could find another one. It didn’t want to die!

No, let it go, he wants to go back to the woods, he doesn't want to come here anymore!

"Humph, this is not up to you!"

Qing Yiyi snorted coldly: "Come here, pack it up immediately and we'll deliver it to...

Wait, wouldn't it be too presumptuous to visit rashly? What do you think, Mu Guang?"

"Um……"

Hei Muguang groaned and looked at Hei Yang: "I think we should ask Xiao Yang what he thinks. Becoming a disciple is a major event in life, not to mention that the one you are worshipping is an immortal master..."

"Ah my, the immortal just said that he likes to eat chicken, but he didn't say that if you offer a magical chicken, you will definitely get a place to become his disciple."

The corner of Heiyang's mouth twitched. This rhythm seemed a little wrong. If it continued like this, if he really succeeded in becoming a disciple, wouldn't Hongli be the one who would win without doing anything?

We must not let this happen!

"How can you think that?"

Hei Muguang frowned and said, "Some things may fail after trying, but if you don't even dare to try, then you will definitely not succeed."

"Yes, yes."

Qing Yiyi nodded and agreed: "Your father is right, this is an immortal, I don't know how many people want to marry him but can't!"

"There is no time to lose, let's get going immediately!"

Hei Muguang said solemnly: "Be careful not to let the night get too long and cause more trouble!"

"No no no!"

Heiyang subconsciously waved his hand to refuse.

"Huh?"*2

[Heiyang: Help! Hongli, save me! ]

[Hongli:? 】

【Hongli: What happened? 】

[Hei Yang: This is what it is, this is what it is…]

[Heiyang: Anyway, help me think of a solution! ]

[Hongli: Pfft, hahahahahahahaha, just accept your fate! Hahaha, the heavens want me to win without any effort, come on, future cultivator~]

[Hei Yang: Fine, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust! ]

[Hongli:? 】

[Hongli: What do you want to do? ]

[Hongli: I warn you not to mess around! ]

"Dad, Mom!"

Heiyang took a deep breath and said with a resolute expression: "Actually, I have other ideas about this spiritual chicken!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 7 How does it feel to lie to the person who raised you?

"Send it out?!"*2

"Correct!"

Under the shocked gazes of his parents, Heiyang nodded affirmatively: "Just send it out, give the spiritual chicken to Hongli!"

"..."

Qing Yiyi gently reached out her hand and touched Heiyang's forehead, her face full of worry: "Could it be that this child got a high fever because he got cold due to the snow yesterday?"

"Burned brain? This is troublesome!"

Hei Muguang's face was solemn: "I heard from the city lord before that the Medicine King Sect has a magical pill that can heal brain injuries. It is good news for people with intellectual disabilities..."

"But the Medicine King Sect is a big sect that is not inferior to the Five Elements Sect. How can mortals like us obtain their miraculous elixir?"

Qing Yiyi sighed deeply: "This is the greatest joy and greatest sorrow. I just thought this child had survived, but he ended up hurting his brain again."

"Don't be sad, Yiyi. I'm still here, right?"

Hei Muguang forced a smile, patted Qing Yiyi's back gently and consoled her: "Even if Xiaoyang loses the ability to take care of himself in the future, picks up food from the ground to eat, and never recognizes his parents, I will still support him for the rest of his life!"

"Mu Guang!"

"Yiyi!"

The two hugged each other, and Qing Yiyi whispered: "Otherwise, try hard and have another little one..."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!"

Heiyang's mouth twitched as he slapped the armrest of the chair: "You two, stop it, let's talk about serious matters!"

"What else is there to say?"

Qing Yiyi pushed Hei Muguang away and said fiercely, "Any immortal fate that falls on you must be given away. If you are not stupid, then are your parents stupid?"

"Ah this, this must be me being stupid!"

"Isn't this the end?"

"Ah this..."

"Okay, tell me your reasons."

Hei Muguang rubbed his brows and sighed: "You, kid, have been a bit unsociable since you were young. We can't figure out your thoughts. In the past, we forced you to do this and that, which was the responsibility of parents.

Now that you have grown up and have your own opinions, that's good.

But you have to give a reason for this kind of thing, right?

We know that you have a good relationship with the girl from the Hong family, and we and her parents also want to bring you together, but this... this..."

"Gudu..."

Heiyang swallowed his saliva, widened his eyes, made up his mind, and gave it a try, for the sake of his future happy life, and for the sake of becoming stronger even when lying down!

"The reason is simple, because I... I, Gudu... because I like her so much!"

Heiyang's sanity evaporated, his eyes were staring blankly and lifeless, I'm sorry, my conscience!

Hei Yang closed his eyes and said in a sad tone: “Cultivation is fascinating, but when I think about leaving her, my heart aches.

There is no time limit for spiritual practice. If I leave like this, I am afraid that we will drift further and further away. A hundred years later, when I jump in front of her grave... and pay tribute to her, I will definitely regret my decision.

Since we are destined to separate, I would rather let her move forward to a higher place, and I am willing to stay at home with you two old people, as long as she can be happy...

Is it stupid? Very stupid, right? But isn't love blind?

To love someone, you don’t have to be with her, as long as... Sorry, I said a lot of things that I shouldn’t have said..."

Heiyang buried his head in his arms, his body shaking constantly, as if he felt guilty and sad about this decision.

But actually...

Hahahaha, no, I can’t make it up anymore, I’m going to make myself laugh!

How to do?

Got it, just pretend to cry!

As long as no one sees me, my expression is like Schrödinger's crying face!

"..."

"..."

Hei Muguang and Qing Yiyi looked at each other, then turned their heads and looked at their son with complicated expressions.

broken!

Heiyang's heart skipped a beat.

Come on, say something, are you still waiting for me to say something? If you continue, I will burst out laughing!

Wait, could it be that someone has seen through it? My acting skills aren’t good enough, so they saw through it at a glance?

Alas, it’s over!

"Hey, you two can just make a scene here. I don't want to bother with this anymore. I'll go see what they've prepared for dinner today."

Qing Yiyi sighed, stood up and opened the door, leaving only Heiyang and Heimuguang in the room.

It’s bad, it’s bad, this wave of play is ruined, and my mom is so mad at me that she left.

Heiyang was flustered and was wondering whether he should give in first and then react accordingly after getting through this hurdle, when suddenly his father's voice rang out.

"I often hear people say that the most important thing when doing something is interest. If you are not interested in it, no good result will come out even if you are forced to do it."

Hei Muguang sighed and said, “So, even though you have not been interested in many things since you were a child, I didn’t force you to do them.

But there is only one thing that cannot be discussed, what do you think it is?"

"Practicing martial arts..."

Heiyang beeped softly.

"That's right, it's martial arts training!"

Hei Muguang nodded solemnly: "What is the purpose of practicing martial arts? It is to lay the foundation for cultivation!

When I was young, I missed the opportunity to practice spiritual cultivation. Now when I think about it, I feel unwilling to do so.

You have to know that all things in the mortal world are of inferior quality, and only by practicing and mastering power can you truly control your own life.

I have always known that you want a stable life, but this life needs strength to support it, otherwise it will be like a flower in the mirror, which will shatter at the slightest touch.

Now that the key to spiritual practice is right before your eyes, I really don’t want you to watch it slip away.

As for your liking for the girl from the Hong family, I know it's just an excuse for your laziness. You may really have a good impression of her.

But in my opinion, that friendship has not yet developed into love.

I have raised you for so many years. I don't know your personality completely, but I know a lot about it. You may feel that practicing is hard and tiring, so you want to avoid it...

I think you might as well raise your head so I can see if you are really crying or just pretending to cry.

"Ah this..."

Heiyang quietly moved his arm away and met his father's eyes, and was shocked.

"how?"

Hei Muguang smiled and said, "Is what my father said correct?"

"Yes, that's right."

Heiyang forced an ugly smile: "But you understand everything."

"Humph."