After lunch, Tang Feng and Kong Qinghua return to yunjingwan with a little girl.

Lin Mengjia and Shangguan have not come back yet.

In the study.

Tang Feng is sitting in the boss's chair, while the little girl is sitting across the table like a good baby.

And on the table in front of the little girl, there were many pieces of white paper. On the first piece of white paper, there were several huge words written with a brush.

These words are different from any other words on earth.

Each of these words, it seems, contains some true meaning.

Daowen.

This is the special character in the world of practice. Every practitioner must learn and master this character.

At the beginning, Tang Feng was able to learn this kind of writing, which was also a coincidence. He got a big chance. In the oldest inheritance, he directly filled the top. When he woke up, his head had been forced to fill with countless knowledge, including the most basic Taoist prose.

Of course, this process sounds very simple, but the process of topping is definitely not what ordinary people can bear. The heartbreaking pain is enough to make a person crazy.

If his spirit is in good condition, he can consider giving the little girl a tip in the most gentle way, so that she can avoid the tedious early stage of learning Daowen.

But the problem is, now his spirit is broken, and his mana is only one level of refining gas.

As far as his magic power is concerned, if he forces a girl to be toppled, if he is not careful, it will damage her brain. No matter what, he can't accept it.

For the sake of safety, he chose to use this most stupid method to teach the little girl to learn Daowen by hand.

Daowen is the original text of all the words in the world created by the predecessors who have understood the nature of heaven and earth. As long as you learn this Daowen, you can learn other words easily, almost without spending too much time and energy.

Although the hand-in-hand teaching is cumbersome and troublesome, how can Tang Feng find it troublesome to teach his daughter.

"From today on, I will teach you that the most abstruse words in the world, I don't ask you to become the most powerful one in the world like me in the future. However, as my daughter, if you can't even cultivate yuan Shen, you will be laughed at if you say it." Tang Feng sat there, looking serious, and said word by word.

Little girl sitting there, that pair of small eyes, Baba looking at Tang Feng.

She didn't know what her father said, but she sat there listening.

Tang Feng got up, picked up a picture scroll with the word "Great Road" and hung it on the wall.

"The road of heaven and earth, the man of practice in the world, does not respect the heaven and does not fear the earth. But in his heart, he should always bear this word. Come here and kowtow to this word." Tang Feng back hand, standing in front of the scroll, opening to the little girl said.

The little girl got up and went to Tang Feng's side. According to Tang Feng's words, she knelt down and kowtowed three times.

In the whole process, Tang Feng stood there, looking at his precious daughter.

Looking at smart sensible little girl, his heart, full of pride.

It's really his blood of Tang Feng. When this blood is activated, he is more intelligent than his peers. I don't know how much.

Think about what he was doing at this age? Seems to be at home, with his mother's side, coquetry cry.

Xiaoya, like a little adult, kowtowed three times and stood up.

She stood there, tilted her head, looking up at her father, her small eyes full of curiosity.

Looking at this clever girl, Tang Feng's heart, said endless doting, he reached out his hand, in the little girl's small head, stroked twice.

"From now on, being a father will teach you to practice and set foot on this road. You can no longer act capriciously as you used to, let alone act recklessly like those children of the same age. Although this road will be very hard and tiring, I hope you can stick to it." Tang Feng said slowly.

As one of the most powerful practitioners, Tang Feng would not allow her daughter to be a mortal.

Mortal is good, without many troubles of practitioners, but mortal's life is limited, only a hundred years old, he is such a baby girl, how can he look at his baby girl, in a hundred years later, old, when the time comes, his father, send her away!

So, he did not give the little girl the opportunity to choose, directly, to make a choice for the little girl.

According to his idea, when his cultivation recovered to a certain level, he left the earth with his wife and daughter and went to the starry sky to enjoy the beauty of the stars.

Now, first of all, help the little girl lay a good foundation and let her go on the road of practice. Then, after he and Lin Mengjia have completely solved the misunderstanding, he can find a way to help Lin Mengjia build a foundation.

These things can be done step by step, and the premise, of course, is to repair his broken spirit and repair his accomplishments.

"Also, this matter, only you and I know, remember not to tell anyone, including your mother." Tang Feng looked at the little girl and told her seriously.

Mother's name, as well as father's name, is a little strange to little girl, because she lives in the modern world, and people in the modern world call their closest relatives mom and Dad, while only those ancients call their closest relatives mom and dad.

Looking at the cute little girl, Tang Feng couldn't help laughing.

"Father is father, and mother is mother. This is the name for our closest relatives by our practitioners." In order to let the little girl understand, Tang Feng was patient and explained to her.

I can't help it. The age of the little girl is too young. The children in the kindergarten are still playing. If she is eight or nine years old, I don't need Tang Feng's wasteful explanation.

However, this age is the golden age of foundation. If you miss it, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

After hearing her father's explanation, the little girl's eyes lit up and her head lit up like beans.

"OK, let's start the first class." Tang Feng said.

Then, the first practice class of the little girl began, and from this day on, it was doomed that the little girl said goodbye to her. From then on, she was no longer the ignorant little child in the kindergarten, but a little monk who dabbled in practice.