Next, Tang Xiaobao washed the marrow of the three women.
I have to say that the energy of chaos is indeed extremely powerful.
It's almost omnipotent.
Obviously, the three of them had no talent for cultivation, but with the energy of chaos, everything became possible.
The marrow washing was successful.
The three of them soon felt the energy, which meant that they could feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Moreover, with the successful marrow cleansing of the chaotic energy, their cultivation talents have become particularly good.
I think you will achieve success in your practice soon.
However, it is unrealistic to want to cultivate to the peak of the initial immortal realm quickly.
After all, spiritual practice is a long process, and it is destined to be very difficult and lonely.
Be able to endure loneliness.
You need to spend a lot of time on meditation and practice.
But now they all have their own things to do, so how can they devote all their energy to practicing?
Unless they can put aside all worldly troubles.
But this is obviously unrealistic.
At least it is unrealistic for the time being.
Fortunately, there is still a long way to go. Tang Xiaobao also said that when the time is right, he will take everyone to the prehistoric continent. It will take hundreds of years there, but only a month outside.
Just think of it as taking a month's vacation. In a hundred years, based on their current talents, they will definitely be able to reach the peak of the initial fairyland. Then, with Tang Xiaobao's guidance, they will be able to become immortals.
Thinking this way, everyone will not be so anxious to practice.
Just then, Tang Xiaobao's cell phone rang.
He frowned as soon as the call was connected.
The call was from the director of the Dancing Forest Conference. After seeing the Weibo post by Tang Xiaobao, the director became anxious and hurried over to ask about the situation.
Tang Xiaobao said: "Yes, I posted the Weibo, and my account has not been stolen. I really don't want to participate."
"Mr. Tang, please don't do that. We've spent a ton of money on advertising—"
"It's okay. I'll pay whatever it cost. Can I just consider it a breach of contract?"
"No, Mr. Tang, I know you're rich and you wouldn't care about this little bit of money, but this will really affect the ratings of our show. You know, most of the audience comes here just for you."
"This doesn't seem to have much to do with me."
"No, Mr. Tang, please be kind. This has something to do with me and our station. The audience will scold us to death, thinking that we have offended you and that there is something shady about our show."
"I can post a Weibo post to clarify that this matter has nothing to do with the station. It's my personal decision."
"Mr. Tang, I beg you, please don't give up. If you withdraw, what will we do? The leaders above will scold me to death..."
After talking for a long time and saying all the nice things, Tang Xiaobao just refused to participate.
Finally he lost his patience and hung up.
But the phone call came again soon.
Tang Xiaobao saw that it was the same number, so he hung up immediately.
But it was no use, and then the phone kept ringing.
Finally, he lost his patience and grabbed the phone, cursing, "Are you fucking done yet?... Ah, it's Teacher Ma. Hello, hello. I'm not cursing you, I'm cursing the TV station."
"That's what I'm saying. You're a student, you can't scold an old woman like me too, right? What's wrong? Did the TV station offend you?"
"It's about the Dance Forest Competition. I didn't participate in the finals, but they insisted on trying to get me to do it. I'm almost depressed to death."
"Well, I'm sorry, I'm here to lobby you today, you can't do this..."
After a lot of eloquent words, in one sentence, Tang Xiaobao had to participate in the competition.
In the end, Tang Xiaobao could only tactfully say that he would think about it again.
Finally, I managed to talk the teacher into it.
His phone rang again.
I dare not refuse the call, in case it is a friend or relative.
Tang Xiaobao answered the call.
The director of the TV station called.
After a few words of nonsense, he hung up.
Then the phone rang again.
For the next hour, Tang Xiaobao's phone was always ringing.
He is really tired of dealing with it.
I regret it all.
Several women were watching the fun and laughing uncontrollably.
"You're still laughing."
Tang Xiaobao was about to cry.
"Hurry up and check Weibo. Your fans are all coming to Yanjing to protest."
Xiaoyanzi smiled.
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao turned off his cell phone, took Xiaoyanzi's cell phone, logged into Weibo and was stunned.
Damn, I just withdrew from the competition, there’s no need to be so excited, right?
Indeed, the fans below are going crazy.
"What the hell? Why are you withdrawing from the competition?"
"Master, I watched the Dance Forest Competition just for you. You must not give up the competition."
"There must be something fishy going on at the TV station. Let's go and criticize the TV station."
"Count me in, I'm from Yanjing too."
"I'm from Tianhai, but wait for me, let's make an appointment and go together."
"I'm from Jiangnan City, count me in."
"I'm from Chengdu, count me in."
"I'm signing up. I'm from Tianjin."
Below, countless people are signing up.
It seems like a group is coming to Yanjing.
This is like they're going to cause trouble at the TV station.
Tang Xiaobao felt a black line on his forehead and his back felt cold.
Crazy, crazy, all crazy.
He continued to read the post.
"Master, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
"Are you still the pretentious little prince? Didn't you promise to win the championship and show us?"
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