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"I can't practice..." The seventh young master stuttered a bit, as if he didn't understand what the lady said: "What does it mean."

"If you can't practice it, you can't practice it." Madam didn't seem to notice his expression, her eyes still fell on the tea leaves floating in the tea cup: ""Spiritual Crane Body" is not a martial art practiced by ordinary people."

"Didn't Coach Xu say that this martial arts can lead to Taoism and enter the immortal sect?"

"Using martial arts to enter Taoism? Using lies to spread lies is more or less the same." Madam's face was slightly mocking: "People in the world often turn effects into causes and have wild whims."

"Why?" The seventh young master's expression turned even more ugly.

"It's not that you can enter the Immortal Sect by practicing this martial arts, but you can practice this martial arts by entering the Immortal Sect."

Seeing the puzzled look on her son's face, the lady explained: "Do you know the origin of "Spiritual Crane Body"?"

The seventh young master shook his head.

"Everyone says that cultivating an immortal depends on your qualifications, but what are your qualifications?"

"Spiritual roots?"

"Yes, spiritual roots are the most important, but in addition to spiritual roots, the Immortal Sect also values ​​a kind of qualification - Taoist body. The top geniuses of the Immortal Sect often have a single spiritual root plus an innate Taoist body." Madam continued: "The Tao body is created innately, but there are also some powerful predecessors who have created some methods to achieve the Tao body later in life."

"'Spiritual Crane Body' is actually..." The seventh young master's expression was a little moved.

"What are you thinking about? How can it be possible with a martial arts? However, the "Spiritual Crane Body" is indeed created based on an innate Taoist body, although the effect may not be 10% of it, and it may even only work in the early stages of practice."

"Since it can only be used in the early stages of cultivation, and ordinary people cannot practice it, what's the point of this technique?"

The seventh young master pointed out the contradiction.

"Because this kind of technique, although there is no requirement for cultivation level in practice, it often requires very high requirements to be understood." Madam said the reason: "For example, "Spiritual Crane Body", I heard that in order to understand it, you have to watch it all over How can ordinary people do this among all the birds in the world?”

The seventh young master was still puzzled, and his wife explained: "These martial arts are originally used by the powerful to train their own children."

"Those powerful juniors can invite real people who are at least Nascent Soul to use the technique of mirror, flower, water and moon to reflect the universe and observe the world's feathers."

The lady stared at the seventh young master and said, "Can Zheng Fa do it?"

The seventh young master understood: "So, mother, you knew from the beginning that Zheng Fa couldn't practice it?"

"yes."

"Why? Since you knew it wouldn't work, why did you give him the "Spiritual Crane Body"?"

Madam didn't seem to hear his anger, her eyes fell on the tea cup again, her right hand shook it gently, and the tea leaves in the water drifted involuntarily under her movements.

"Back then, Coach Xu had achieved great success in martial arts in the first 20 years, and he wanted to leave the Zhao family and try his luck in the world." She seemed to have answered the wrong question: "I didn't want to use my power to overpower others and hurt their feelings, so I gave it to him. He "Spiritual Crane Body", and then...he An Xin served as the instructor in Zhao Mansion for twenty years. "

The seventh young master looked at his mother with half-understanding.

"Failure made him realize that his talent was nothing. He recognized himself and accepted his fate."

"Zheng Fa...the same thing?"

"Same." Madam looked up at the seventh young master with no warmth in her eyes: "He is more talented, but more ambitious, and he has no respect for you at all."

The seventh young master couldn't help it anymore: "Mom! I didn't even care!"

"But I care! If he doesn't have the qualifications to go to the Immortal Sect, I can tolerate his ambition, but if he can go, I can't tolerate it!"

"I'll tell him!" The seventh young master suddenly stood up.

"Zhao Jingfan!" Madam said in a high tone, "You are the master and he is the servant! Zheng Fa should be your hands and your legs. He should assist you in taking charge of the Zhao family and help you enter the Immortal Sect."

"However, I will never tolerate him stepping on my son's shoulders! You don't have to remember your identity, he must remember it!"

The seventh young master looked at his mother, his cheeks bulging, but he was speechless. In the end, he could only walk away in silence.

…

The teacup on the table was still steaming. The lady looked at her son's leaving figure and remained silent for a long time.

"Madam." The maid on the side said cautiously: "Don't be angry with the young master. The young master is just kind-hearted."

"Kind-hearted? I think he is stupid!" Madam curled her lips, sat down and said, "I have been stupid since childhood!"

"His father plays with women outside and makes a few bastards out of him. It would be better for him to go and be someone's younger brother! He doesn't even know he's been cheated!"

"Later he learned a little better and pestered his sister all day long. He would go wherever her sister went! His sister went to Xianmen, and he went to his sister's room crying and sleeping for a year with his pillow and quilt in his arms. It was like a little girl. of!"

Madam complained with a cold face: "Does he hate me because he hates that he can't go to the Immortal Sect? I'm happy that he has such ambition! He hates me for separating him from his sister!"

The maid on the side lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

The lady continued to scold: "When I grow up, I have a cold face and offend people every day, pretending to be smart, but in the end, when I meet a book boy who likes me, I will rip my heart out!"

"Madam, didn't you say before that, with you watching, there's nothing wrong with the young master being more naive?" the maid said a little doubtfully.

Hearing this, the lady rubbed her head: "His sister wrote a letter, saying that she would come back early and find a way to let this boy enter the fairy gate."

"Miss?" The maid was a little surprised: "That's a good thing!"

"What a fart! What if he has such a brain and no one can protect him when he enters the Immortal Sect?"

"So madam, you..."

"Zheng Fa is a good candidate, with good qualifications and a stable temperament, but he is a little arrogant. I plan to let him go to the Immortal Gate with this boy, so I feel relieved." The lady shook her head: "Before going, I have to cultivate this seedling, but unfortunately, I am a little anxious."

The maid also understood what she said, and could only sigh: "Madam has worked hard for the young master."

"I owe him for giving birth to him in this life." The lady sighed.

"I'm afraid... the young master really told Zheng Fa, and Zheng Fa will feel resentful."

"Resentful? Who does he blame? He just blames me." Madam smiled, and she looked towards the training ground: "Didn't this kid get the secret of practicing "Spirit Crane Body" from me? Now isn't he going to sell me as his mother to comfort him? Shouldn't he be more grateful to his young master? The worse I am, the more loyal my stupid son will be?"

"But, the young master doesn't understand you, Madam, and Zheng Fa hates you..."

"I don't want him to understand, I want him to be good. As for Zheng Fa? I can still bear the hatred of a book boy." Madam blew the tea leaves floating in the teacup, not caring at all.

After a long time, the maid spoke with some doubt: "If, if Zheng Fa's talent is really extraordinary, and he enters the immortal gate and soars to the sky in the future, what should we do?"

"What should we do? My son is a fool with good luck. He has been making good friends with him and is sincere to him. Can he ignore this friendship and kill me?" The lady seemed to be happy and joked: "If he really has this talent, I am happy to see it!"

After saying that, she frowned and looked towards the training ground, with her ears slightly tilted and her eyes focused.

A subtle crane cry came from the training ground, from melodious and pleasant to high and fierce, rushing straight to the sky, and the white sea of ​​clouds in the sky rolled with the sound waves.

The people in the whole Jingzhou City looked up and looked at the sky curiously, looking for the source of the sound.

Madam thought of the records she had read, her hands trembled, and the teacup fell to the ground without paying any attention, muttering: "Has he succeeded?"

The maid lowered her head, looking at the tea leaves floating freely and wantonly in the tea on the ground, and sighed deeply in her heart.

Madam, you don't look like you are happy to see it happen.