The Second Thousand Five Hundred and Tenth Chapter Should Make Arrangements for the Family Clearly

What Song's father said was very reasonable - the main reason why Song Shuhang wanted to 'show his hand' in front of his family was to convince his family of the existence of 'cultivation'.

Now, Song's father and Song's mother have entered the process of 'believing'. Their bodies have dutifully fed back the message that 'comprehension is real' to their brains, and their brains have been slowly reading and confirming this message.

In this way, Song Shuhang's 'showing his hand' would be unnecessary.

Even if Song Shuhang continues to forcibly continue to 'show one's hand', it will only increase the burden on Song's father and Song's mother's brain. At this time, what they need is not more evidence, but to give them some time to take a good look and think calmly.

Pavilion Master Chu agreed: "You can't eat fat in one go, Shuhang, since your parents have begun to accept it, then give them some time to digest it well. You just stay by the side quietly and wait for your parents to have doubts. When the time comes, let them clear their doubts.”

Song Shuhang's eagerness to perform, had to be suppressed temporarily.

After a while...

Father Song and Mother Song were sitting side by side on the sofa.

Soft Feather and Su Clan's Sixteen sat beside Mother Song.

Song Shuhang squeezed beside Song Dad.

The tail of the meritorious snake beauty curled into a ball, 'sit' on the opposite side of the coffee table, looking at the 'white lotus' on the coffee table.

Fairy Fortune was pacing back and forth behind the sofa, not knowing what she was doing.

Soft Black Feather was worried that he would be affected by Song's parents, so after his appearance, he quietly sneaked back into Song Shuhang's shadow.

"Suddenly it feels a lot more lively." Song Mama said... In addition, she finally noticed one thing, the son's transformation was like magic, and it was all girls. Even the hair on the top of his head made a nice female voice.

This doesn't seem like a bad thing, but it's not a good thing either. Mother Song secretly glanced at Su Shi's Sixteen and Soft Feather beside her eyes.

Dad Song rubbed his eyes and looked at the tail of the meritorious snake beauty: "Sure enough, it's not a dream."

"Dad, don't resist reality." Song Shuhang comforted - today, the worldview of father and mother will collapse with him.

It is better to collapse alone than to collapse.

He has wanted to do this for a long time, and now he finally has the opportunity to do it, which is very exciting.

"A-Sixteen and Soft Feather, have you been in contact with cultivating since you were young?" Song Mama thought for a while and then began to ask.

"Well, I'm a member of the Tianhe Su Clan of the cultivation family." Su Clan's Sixteen nodded.

"I am a member of Lingdie Island. Our Lingdie Island is an overseas immortal island with a good environment. In fact, at the beginning, I also planned to let Senior Song follow me to Lingdie Island to practice." Yurouzi smiled.

【Follow you to Lingdie Island to practice? 】Mother Song feels that there is a story in it.

Su Clan's Sixteen blushed when she heard this—she had also invited Shuhang to join Tianhe Su Clan, but Tianhe Su Clan normally does not accept outsiders, so her method of invitation was unique. At this moment, she was embarrassed to tell Mother Song about this method of invitation.

"Has Sixteen invited Shuhang before?" Mama Song saw Sixteen whose face suddenly turned red, her heart moved, and she felt that there was drama here.

"Haha, haha." Song Shuhang, who was on the side, suddenly burst into laughter.

The heroic laughter couldn't hide a taste similar to a guilty conscience.

"Why are you laughing so weirdly?" Song's mother reached out to Song's father and patted Song Shuhang's thigh hard: "Don't make trouble!" At the same time, she knew that Su Clan's Sixteen had indeed invited her son, and this The story inside may have more depth.

boom~~

When Mother Song slapped Song Shuhang's thigh, she made the sound of a metal bell being slapped.

The sound is long and pleasant.

Mother Song frowned: "???"

"You put iron plates in your legs?" She even patted her hands in pain.

"No, Mom, don't get me wrong." Song Shuhang waved his hands again and again and said, "This is my body protection magic. I have practiced "Mutant Steel Hand", "Confucian King Kong Body", "Holy Ape Dragon Power Magic" and the newly added "Dragon Power Magic". Liquid Gold Body Art".

So in fact, my current body is much harder than an iron plate. "

More than that, it is much harder than the iron plate. The hardness of the iron plate is not worthy of Song Shuhang's cheeky shoes!

Pavilion Master Chu couldn't help but said, "You are really beautiful."

"It's like this all over the body?" Song Mama asked.

Song Shuhang nodded: "Well, basically all have this level of defense. Some places will be harder."

Mother Song didn't believe in evil, she reached out and twisted Song Shuhang's arm.

When she stretched out and twisted the muscles on Song Shuhang's arm, she only felt like she was twisting on the iron man's arm made of steel.

"Does mom believe it now?" Song Shuhang asked.

Mama Song was a little worried: "You look like this, how can you get an injection when you are sick?"

Are there any needles in this world that can be inserted into Song Shuhang's body?

What if surgery is required? How to cut this iron body? Chainsaw?

Soft Feather comforted: "Auntie, you don't have to worry. Of course, there are monks' treatment methods for cultivators who are sick."

"That's right, I haven't been able to get used to it for a while." Song Mama rubbed her brows.

The son has made iron lumps all over his body, will his other half be able to bear it in the future?

Mother Song looked at Su Clan's Sixteen and Soft Feather next to her, the two little girls had tender skin... a headache.

Why do you toss your body into an iron lump when you have nothing to do?

Song Mama thought of this, and slapped Song Shuhang's arm angrily.

Sadly, it was her palm that hurt.

Dad Song quickly rubbed his wife's palm, and suggested, "Don't use your hands, just use a ruler to shoot later, so that you don't rub your hands."

"Dad, is it your own?" Song Shuhang could not laugh or cry.

"Speaking of business... Shuhang, you confessed to us about 'cultivation' today, do you have any next steps?" Father Song asked aloud.

His worldview has almost collapsed, and the process of reshaping has begun.

"Yes, I want to take the opportunity to confess the matter of 'cultivation' to you in the context of 'the mutation of heaven and earth', so that it will be easier for you to accept. Then, I want to transfer you to the Confucian Golden Lotus world. In the next period of time, the heavens and myriad worlds will probably be turbulent for a period of time. After transferring you to the Confucian Golden Lotus World, I can rest assured." Song Shuhang nodded.

"That is to move a house? How long do we have to move out?" Mother Song tried to calm herself down and asked.

"At least ten or eight years, in the long run... it may be a hundred years or a thousand years." Song Shuhang said.

Father Song stretched out his hand and said, "A hundred years? A thousand years?"

"Well, although I can't solve your 'cultivation' problem for the time being, with my current method, it's not a problem to prolong your life for a thousand years." Song Shuhang said to himself.

Father Song: "..."

Yes, the cultivation has come out, and life extension is naturally standard.

"When will you move?" Song's mother asked.

"I asked for a batch of places from the Confucian school... So, if you think it is necessary, we can bring some family members to join the Confucian school together in the past few days." Song Shuhang replied.

This is also the reason why he told Soft Feather before that he might stay in Wenzhou City for a few days.

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