Sure enough, Wu Changkong took him into Tiandou Cemetery. The greenery I saw from outside the wall was all inside the cemetery. Big trees were arranged neatly, and there were tombstones among the trees.

Wu Chang's white clothes fluttered. When he walked into this place, he seemed to be like a ghost.

This was the first time Tang Wulin came to such a place. He looked around from time to time. There were very few people in the cemetery, and he could only occasionally see someone worshiping.

Wu Changkong seemed to have entered another state, and he kept taking him to the tombstone on the innermost side of the cemetery before stopping.

The tombstone is tall, with only a few simple words on it, the Tomb of Dragon Ice.

Long Bing? Who is this? It looks like a woman's name.

"Wait for me for a while." Wu Changkong turned his head and said to Tang Wulin. His voice was no longer cold, only gentle.

"Yes." Tang Wulin stood aside.

Wu Changkong had a piece of white cloth in his hand, and then walked to the tombstone and began to wipe it carefully. His movements were very gentle, as if he was touching something he loved.

The tombstone is not dirty, with only a layer of floating soil. After his cleaning, it quickly became as white as jade. Tang Wulin then noticed that the tombstone itself was whiter than the other tombstones. If the floating soil was wiped off, there would be a faint fluorescence.

Wu Changkong's eyes were always gentle, and even the melancholy and sadness that had been before disappeared. There was even a faint smile that Tang Wulin had never seen before.

He didn't say anything, just wiped it quietly, and his whole body seemed to have entered a strange state.

Tang Wulin wanted to go up to help, but for some reason, he just didn't dare to go forward, for fear of disturbing Wu Changkong's state. He felt a little depressed and even felt like he couldn't breathe.

A tombstone, Wu Changkong wiped it for an hour before it was completed. After wiping, he returned to the tombstone and looked at it. The gentle smile on his face became stronger. The smile that looked like the spring breeze made the surroundings feel warm.

"You like white, so I wear white."

"You said you like to see me laugh, then my smile will only bloom for you."

"Bing'er, are you okay in another world?"

Wu Changkong said softly, his hand gently stroked the words Long Bing on the tombstone, without tears, only a smile.

It was already evening when I left the cemetery.

Wu Changkong became cold again, and Tang Wulin didn't dare to ask, but just followed Teacher Wu. That Long Bing should be a relative of Teacher Wu, right? Or the kind of lover Xie Xie mentioned?

Wu Changkong did not explain to him, but just took him back to Tiandou City.

Tiandou City is brightly lit, and bustling crowds are passing through the streets. Various shops have already opened in the streets and alleys. They are buying, selling and trading various items.

Wu Changkong seemed to have returned to normal, but in Tang Wulin's mind, the image of Wu Teacher Wu changed slightly.

Teacher Wu is not a completely cold person! He said that his smile was only for that person.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Wu Changkong turned his head and asked Tang Wulin.

"Me? Everything is OK!" Tang Wulin replied.

Wu Changkong said: "Then let's go and have noodles. It's a very delicious noodles."

It is rare to see him describe a food, and Tang Wulin couldn't help but be curious.

It was indeed a delicious noodles. It was the tenth time when Tang Wulin ate the tenth bowl. The noodles were very chewy and the soup was delicious. It looked very simple with the meatballs and vegetables, but it was delicious.

Wu Changkong only ate one bowl himself, and he was eating noodles one by one. To Tang Wulin's surprise, he saw Wenrou again in his eyes. Although he had no smile, Wu Changkong's handsomeness and gentle eyes seemed to melt all the women entering and leaving the noodle restaurant.

Some people even come over from time to time and want to chat with you.

Wu Changkong's answer was very simple. He just looked at Tang Wulin opposite him and said lightly: "This is my son."

Son, son...

In fact, Tang Wulin and Wu Changkong do not look similar. Tang Wulin's eyes are particularly big and bright. No matter how you look at them, they are all super handsome little Shota. Wu Changkong's eyes are relatively narrow and long, with a handsome appearance and a cold temperament.

However, just like a group of beauties who have a sense of approximation at first glance, when they glanced at it, no one questioned the relationship between them, the "father and son".

Son Tang Wulin didn't object, but his eyes changed when he looked at Wu Changkong. He could feel that today's Wu teacher was completely different from the coldness in daily life.

After practicing with Wu Changkong for half a year, he found that Teacher Wu’s heart was not as cold as he showed. On the contrary, under his cold appearance, there seemed to be a very strong emotion.

When I went to the cemetery with him today, at the beginning, Tang Wulin felt a little scared, but after looking at Wu Changkong's various actions, he could only feel sympathy.

He must have lost the most important person he is.

The noodle restaurant presents a strange scene. A young man is filled with empty bowls in front of him. Opposite him, there is only a bowl of noodles in front of him. He eats them one by one, as if he is savoring the most delicious food in the world.

This is a weird combination that can easily attract attention.

"Let's go." After eating a bowl of noodles, Wu Changkong took Tang Wulin back to the hotel.

"Mediation, you will get up early tomorrow morning." Wu Changkong washed up briefly, then sat on his bed and started meditating.

Tang Wulin walked to the window lightly and looked out through the window. It was already late, but Tiandou City was still brightly lit. This city gave Tang Wulin a good feeling. Unlike the city like Donghai City, which is full of tall buildings everywhere, it is full of historical precipitation and has a strong sense of humanity.

Tang Wulin is still young, of course he doesn’t understand that this is a feeling caused by the humanistic environment, and it is also the feeling brought to him by historical precipitation.

The sky outside had just changed from darkness to deep blue, and Tang Wulin was awakened by Wu Changkong from meditation.

The obvious effect of Xuantian Gong was indeed much stronger than before. Tang Wulin clearly felt that his soul power had been significantly improved. After the previous deep meditation, he seemed to have become a little different. It was a feeling of harmony, as if power and soul power were integrated into one, and the abrupt feeling brought by the original bloodline also disappeared.

Tang Wulin vaguely felt that although his strength had not been significantly enhanced, his physical ability should have been stronger.

"Come on!" Wu Changkong pushed open the window and waved to Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin hurried to him, Wu Changkong grabbed his arm, Tang Wulin felt a breeze blowing on his face, and the next moment, they had already arrived on the roof of the hotel.

Wu Changkong stood behind Tang Wulin, clasped his head with both hands, pointed his tail on his jaw with his thumb, pressed his temple, and the other three pairs of fingers were also pressed on the acupoints on his face.

"Feel the soul power I drive, and I will take you to start practicing the purple demon pupil. Breathing is in the way of Xuantian Gong and looks to the east. Every morning, before the sun rises, there will be a trace of white fish belly in the distance. When it appears, a trace of purple air will appear. Our Tang Sect's unique purple magic pupil absorbs this purple air to enhance one's own eyesight. At the same time, this method of operation and absorption is the method of cultivating mental power. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Tang Wulin had no problem with his understanding.

The soft and cool soul power slowly poured into Tang Wulin's facial acupoints from Wu Changkong's fingers like silk threads. Tang Wulin suddenly felt that his entire face had a refreshing feeling, as if he had been washed with a clear spring, and it was indescribable to feel comfortable. Especially for his eyes, under the soaking of these cool airflows, he obviously felt the increase in his eyesight, and everything in the distance became clear.

He silently remembered the direction of Wu Changkong's soul power running on his cheek.

"Gather your own soul power and follow my guidance. Xuantian Gong's breathing remains unchanged." Wu Changkong reminded.

Tang Wulin hurriedly did as he said.

Driven by Wu Changkong, the entry became very familiar. Soon, Tang Wulin could control his soul power and operate according to the purple demon eye.

At this moment, a trace of white fish belly appeared quietly in the distance in the sky. At the same time, the purple meaning that Tang Wulin had never noticed before flashed and disappeared.
Chapter completed!