Zongman: Being the leader in the wild world

In Mo's mother's room, Wang Mo was pulled by Mo's mother to sit on the bed.

From the moment they entered the door, Mo's mother had a faint smile on her face, while Wang Mo looked confused and inexplicably uneasy.

"What do you think about cultivating immortals, Mo?" Mo's mother was the first to break the silence.

Wang Mo didn't understand why she suddenly asked this, but he still said honestly: "I don't know."

Mo's mother didn't get angry because of what she said. She still smiled and said, "Since you don't know, why not just do it?"

Wang Mo was stunned: "What?"

Mo's mother: "Cultivating immortals is an opportunity that many people don't get. Since Mo Mo has this talent, he should cherish it, otherwise it will be wasted."

Wang Mo: “But, but…”

Mo's mother reached out and stroked Wang Mo's head, calming her anxiety and fear. She said gently, "Death is inevitable, but what is more terrible than death is being forgotten."

Wang Mo looked up at her mother in astonishment. When she met her mother's gentle eyes, was there anything she didn't understand?

Her conversation with Luo Li last night was overheard by Mo's mother.

"Mom, I..."

Mo's mother shook her head and interrupted what Wang Mo was about to say. She said, "My Mo Mo has always been a gentle and kind child, but being too kind is not good. It will always hurt yourself. As your mother, I naturally hope that you can be well and live a happy and long life!"

"Mom, I, I... woooo!" Wang Mo threw herself into her mother's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around her waist, as if her mother would never leave her.

Mo's mother didn't push her away, but reached out and stroked her hair soothingly. Her voice was still soft and powerful. She said, "Mo Mo, life is not just about family. You still have Luo Li and your sister Yu Ling. Luo Li is a fairy and has an endless life. She will be sad if you leave."

"Momo, it's not easy for a person to have someone who can always be by his side throughout his life. Loss is something everyone has to experience. Only by experiencing it can one grow up. When you were young, your mother was the one who took care of you, accompanied you, and led you forward. When you grow up, your mother is the hurdle you must overcome on your growth path, the hurdles of life and death."

"Mom's knowledge is limited, so I can't give you any advice. The advice I give may be wrong. At this time, you need to distinguish between good and bad. What mom can do is not to interfere with your choice easily. This is life."

"Death is something you must experience after your mother dies. You can be sad, but you cannot be obsessed with sadness. Your life is your own. No one can or should control your life."

"Mo Mo, go ahead and make the decision that is best for you."

Mo's mother put her hands on Wang Mo's shoulders, pushed her out of her arms, and reached out to wipe away Wang Mo's tears. The blurry world suddenly became clear, allowing Wang Mo to clearly see the tenderness in Mo's mother's eyes.

"Mother……"

"Luo Li is right. It is too early for you to die now. When you have experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, and look back at today, you will understand the meaning of death."

"Is there any meaning in death?" Wang Mo didn't understand.

Mo's mother smiled and nodded, "Of course it is meaningful. The existence of everything has meaning, including death."

"Okay, stop crying and clean yourself up. You have to go meet your future teacher later. It's not polite to meet your future teacher like a little cat."

"How could I!" Wang Mo quickly wiped away her tears, but even so, the corners of her eyes were still wet and red.

"Knock Knock Knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

"I'll open the door."

Mo's mother walked to the door and opened it. It was Luo Li, holding a hot towel in her hand.

This was prepared early in the morning.

Mo's mother took the hot towel, but her eyes unconsciously swept towards the living room behind Luo Li. Nezha was still sitting on the sofa. From his expression, there was nothing unusual, but it was just an appearance.

The hearing of cultivators is different from that of ordinary people.

After closing the door gently, Mo's mother came to Wang Mo with a hot towel and wiped her face carefully and gently.

"Mom, I can do it myself."

"it is good."

Wang Mo was not so gentle when she did it herself. She wiped her face vigorously, focusing on her eyes. After this, she became much more sober.

"Mom, don't you have to go to work today?"

"I took a day off."

“…I’m sorry, Mom.”

"Why apologize? It's only one day. Compared to you, it's not a big deal." Mo's mother pushed Wang Mo's shoulders and asked her to turn her back to face the door. She said, "Okay, it's time to do your thing. No matter what decision you make, Mom supports you!"

.........

Nezha naturally heard everything that Mo's mother and Wang Mo said in the room. He didn't expect that Wang Mo could think so much in just one day and even talked about life and death.

Are all children nowadays so sentimental? Or... sentimental?

But what surprised him even more was Mo's mother. The last time he saw her at the Demon Spirit Hall, he had a vague feeling that she was an open-minded mother. But when he saw her today, he didn't expect her to be so open-minded, so open-minded that it was a little unbelievable.

"Click!"

The door was opened, and Mo's mother brought Wang Mo out of the room. Although she had applied hot water, her eyes were still a little red.

Mo's mother pressed Wang Mo onto the sofa and said to Nezha with a smile, "You guys can talk about anything. Luo Li and I won't bother you."

"Come on, Luo Li, go shopping with me."

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

Watching Mo's mother and Luo Li leave, Wang Mo didn't react for a long time. It was really that the two of them were too natural, as if they had rehearsed it countless times.

"Hey, stop looking. There's no one around." Nezha interrupted Wang Mo's wandering thoughts.

"Oh, sorry." Wang Mo came back to his senses and looked at Nezha, "About the matter of becoming a disciple..."

"Wait!" Nezha raised his hand to interrupt her, which made Wang Mo a little confused. Nezha continued: "Before you make a decision, I have to apologize to you first."

"Eh?"

"It's because I didn't explain the cultivation to you clearly that you had wild thoughts. But it's not too late now." After a pause, Nezha continued, "For most people, cultivation is indeed for longevity, but it doesn't mean that you will definitely be immortal if you practice. To be immortal, you must reach a certain level, that is, 'immortal'. Some people may not be able to reach this level even after practicing for decades, while some people can do it in just a dozen years. Which level do you think you are?"

"Ah, I... don't know."

"So, it's too early to talk about life and death now. When you reach the realm of 'immortality', you can talk about the loneliness of eternal life."

"Okay, okay." Wang Mo scratched his head awkwardly, but couldn't help asking, "Am I stupid?"