"Well, Uncle Daqing, can you teach me to fly?"
A brainwave nodded hard and then stared at him with big eyes and asked
"Little smart!" Aside LingZhong embarrassed to call a.
Although Lingqing sensed Lingzhong’s embarrassment, she didn’t look at him.
Shake the brainiac and say, "Do you want to fly? That’s much more difficult than learning.
Then you’ll have to study in two copies. "
"It’s okay. It’s easy to teach in our school. I’ll learn it soon."
Little brainwave heard a face of serious said
He is only seven years old, just in the second grade of primary school.
Although the primary school work is much deeper than that of Lingqing School now, children are generally smart and don’t think it is too difficult.
In particular, I have never felt any difficulty in my studies.
"Well, I’ll teach you how long it will take you to learn when you have a winter vacation."
Lingqing took his hand and walked slowly to the uncle’s house. Lingzhong was slow and followed.
When I got to my uncle’s house, Grandpa was there.
Although he is old, he has been in his teens this year, but he has always lived alone.
On weekdays, I don’t eat at my uncle’s house, but I get a small stove to order noodles and stir-fry vegetables for myself.
But now whether it’s Lingqing or a brainwave, he’s eating at his uncle’s house, and he’ll naturally follow him.
"Daqing sits!"
Grandpa called Lingqing to sit and teased him with a brainwave in his arms.
Generations apart, let alone two generations apart.
Even when Sun Lingzhong was a child, he never scolded him less, but he never said a harsh word to a brainwave.
Even if he made a mistake, he was taught by gentle words until he understood it and corrected it.
However, although he loves a brainwave, his sex determines that he can’t spoil children.
The brainwave was not used to anything wrong with him, but more sensible than ordinary children.
After eating a meal in small talk, grandpa gave his mother a brainwave and took it out to play.
Sitting in the living room with a glass of water asked Lingqing
"Daqing, clever, does this child cultivate immortality?"
"Grandpa, this cultivation can be practiced by anyone. Even if you can cultivate, no one knows whether you can become an immortal."
Lingqing put the cup back to the way.
"Just like Brother Zhong, his biggest obstacle is never whether he is qualified to cultivate immortality, but whether he can meditate and seek Tao."
"I …"
Lingzhong heard that he just wanted to refute it, but he didn’t know where to start.
Think about it carefully. He has an old and a small family, and he needs to worry about food and clothing. He can really ask Xiu Xian with peace of mind.
"If I hadn’t stayed in the mountain for three years, I wouldn’t have been able to come and seek the Tao calmly."
Lingqing saw his one eye and then said
"Most of the ancient cultivators were underage and didn’t need to run their own businesses.
Or, it is only after I know my destiny that I can put all the burdens on it that I sprout my mind and give up my family to seek Tao and achieve something.
This world of mortals is the biggest disaster for beginners. "
It is said that everyone is somewhat silent.