I will be stronger after the remake

"Look, this is a Han Dynasty portrait stone unearthed from the Xiaoxiguan Han Tomb in Nanyang City, Henan Province in 1964. It is now kept in the Nanyang Han Dynasty Painting Museum. There is a toad in the moon in it."

Yu Shujiang peeked out to observe and discovered that the picture showed a woman with a human head and a snake's body, her face showing excitement and joy as she faced the moon as if ascending to heaven. She was surrounded by stars and clouds, and on the left side of the painting was a full moon with a large toad inside.

She asked in confusion, "Is this painting also about Chang'e flying to the moon? Why is she depicted with a human head and a snake's body?"

Tang Ping explained: "In ancient times, powerful deities were usually depicted with human heads and snake bodies. Of course, some scholars believe that this image depicts 'Nuwa holding up the moon'."

Yu Shujiang nodded: "I think this explanation is more reliable. Nuwa is the representative of the human head and snake body."

"Never mind whether the painting depicts Chang'e flying to the moon or Nuwa holding up the moon; the key is the toad on the moon. Just know that such a thing happened."

After saying that, Tang Ping put on a serious expression and solemnly reminded, "Don't show 'Toad Pounding Medicine' in front of strangers. Try to hide this spiritual ability as much as possible. Once it is discovered, it will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"Ah, the spiritual energy here doesn't seem very strong?" Yu Shujiang was quite puzzled.

"Don't judge the strength of psionic energy by its destructive power. Just look at how quickly and successfully the 'Toad Pounding Medicine' can be refined. That alone is enough to attract the covetousness of others. Not to mention, if those cult organizations knew this, they would definitely want to capture you and force you to refine large quantities of pills that increase spiritual power for them."

Upon hearing this, Yu Shujiang said solemnly, "Indeed, such a possibility exists, and we must be on guard."

"Not only are there dangers outside, but there might also be coercion from within. For example, some high-ranking officials in the real world might want you to concoct longevity pills for them. Would you concoct them or not?"

"Don't ordinary people forget about things related to psychic powers?"

"First of all, forgetting is not the same as forgetting. As long as you remind yourself every day, ordinary people can maintain their memories related to psychic energy. Otherwise, how would scientists who study psychic energy do their jobs?"

"Secondly, even if the high-ranking official himself doesn't remember, those psionicists who try to profit from the high-ranking official will still try to force you in order to curry favor with him."

"You need to understand one thing: you are different from those whose spiritual level is 'alchemist'. For them, alchemy is equivalent to evolving their spiritual level, which is a kind of cultivation method. But for you, alchemy is of no benefit to your cultivation. Whether it is a rogue immortal or Chang'e, alchemy is just a skill they have mastered, not the foundation of their existence. It cannot be used to improve their spiritual level."

As Tang Ping spoke, she couldn't help but think of Zhou Canglan. This man truly knew how to prioritize and firmly grasp the core needs. He was willing to give up any benefits unrelated to spiritual energy cultivation to others without feeling any remorse.

While comparing his approach to Zhou Canglan's, he advised, "The most crucial thing for a psionicist is to improve their strength and advance as quickly as possible. Everything else is secondary. Don't put the cart before the horse for a little bit of immediate gain. Everyone has the same amount of time. No matter how rich or poor, strong or weak, a day is 24 hours, no more and no less. If you spend more time on one thing, you will have less time for other things."

Yu Shujiang seemed to understand but not quite, but she was at least able to distinguish right from wrong and knew that Tang Ping's words were for her benefit. So she wrote down everything, but couldn't help asking, "How long do I have to hide this, or is it that I can never be exposed?"

"Once you advance to the third stage and gain the right to refuse, you can use it openly in front of others. At that time, even if others want you to refine pills, they will only negotiate politely and will not dare to use force."

"Third turn... I understand."

Yu Shujiang had no concept of this, thinking that as long as she was promoted twice, it didn't seem that difficult.

"Let me summarize for you. The core of what you need to do in the future is to improve your spiritual power cultivation. It would be best if you could find an efficient method of transformation. If you can't find one, then you should honestly learn spiritual power cultivation methods. Anyway, you are still young, so there's no rush. Remember to hide your spiritual power 'Toad Pounding Medicine', but you can secretly learn some knowledge of medicine prescriptions. As for the first thing to do, it's to confront your father and see what kind of approach he has."

"what?"

"What do you mean 'ah'? If you have any doubts, just go and resolve them. We're not going to keep people in suspense until the end. Let's just go for it."

……

"Are we really going to have to come clean?"

Yu Shujiang returned home, still somewhat hesitant.

"Why bring this up now? Didn't you say before that you'd confront your dad after you awakened as a psychic? If you hadn't said that, I would have asked him directly that day," Tang Ping glanced at her sideways. "He's your father, he wouldn't harm you, so what's there to hesitate about?"

"I just... I have very mixed feelings. My family members, whom I've been with day and night, have suddenly become unfathomable big shots. It feels like my common sense has been overturned," Yu Shujiang said wistfully. "Suddenly I can understand why those Japanese anime protagonists go to great lengths to go back to school. They just want to maintain their past routines and continue their stable lives."

"But this is ultimately self-deception. Of course, you can shout 'When I close my eyes, it's dark,' but the alternation of day and night does not change according to your will. Once it changes, it changes. You awakened to become a psionicist, which already makes you part of the anomaly and an unstable factor. There is no better way than to face the truth."

"That makes sense, but the problem is that my dad is just an ordinary village teacher. The change in his image is too abrupt. It's like saying he's Ultraman Ace. If my mom were Ultraman, it would be much easier to accept..."

Yu Shujiang stopped and couldn't help but ask Tang Ping, "Could my mother also be a psychic? Is she actually one of the Black Wind Duo, Musashi and Kojiro, or Hokuto and Minami Yuko?"

"You're rambling incoherently. Is it really necessary to be so nervous? It's just about confirming your father's identity. It's not like you're carrying Frostmourne around to act like a dutiful son."

Tang Ping couldn't stand it anymore, so she dragged Yu Shujiang to the courtyard, where they saw Jiang Zhenhua tending to the exotic flowers.

"You two are back."

Upon seeing the two, Jiang Zhenhua greeted them with his usual gentle smile.

"Dad, I... that..."

Yu Shujiang hesitated, though she had made up her mind, she didn't know what words to use when the time came.

Tang Ping couldn't stand it anymore and chimed in, "Uncle Jiang, do you think there have been any changes in your daughter?"

"Hmm, her hair has grown longer, her skin has become whiter, and she's gotten thinner... Haha, I'm not kidding, has Shu Jiang finally become a psychic?"

Jiang Zhenhua unexpectedly responded with a direct approach.

"Dad, so you knew all along!" Yu Shujiang exclaimed in surprise.

“You didn’t intend to hide it from me, and I’m not blind or deaf, so of course I can know.”

"But why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you didn't ask. If you had asked, I would have told you. If I told you on my own initiative, wouldn't it seem like I was trying to show off?"

"What do you mean by showing off!" Yu Shujiang said, somewhat amused and exasperated. "Is your spiritual level that extraordinary?"

"That's really remarkable."

Jiang Zhenhua nodded seriously, then looked at Tang Ping and said, "The day we first met, you seemed to really want to use some method to find out about me, but you held back in the end. Why don't you give it a try now?"

Since the other party took the initiative to speak, Tang Ping had no reason to refuse.

"Uncle Jiang, then I won't stand on ceremony."

After speaking, he activated his spiritual energy "Three-Eyed True Radiance," and a very brief message flowed into his mind.

[Person: Jiang Zhenhua]

[Lingge: Master of Seal Script, Daoist Lingbao]

[Description: This target possesses a "saintly indifferent" mindset, making it impossible to perceive.]

Chapter 198 Reputation

The words "Master of Seal Carving," "Taoist of Lingbao," and "The Sage is Unmerciful" carry immense weight, like three PL-15E missiles that leave Tang Ping's mind buzzing.

Knowing that the other party was a great master, but assuming it was only thirty or forty stories high, they guessed the number of stories correctly but the altitude was wrong. The other party had built a forty-story building on the Tibetan Plateau.

While the name "Lingbao Daoren" might not immediately suggest his true identity, the phrase "the sage is not benevolent" in the following context is sufficient to confirm that he is Lingbao Tianzun, one of the Three Pure Ones.

As for why the other party's spirit is not directly named "Lingbao Tianzun", Tang Ping thinks it should be related to the prefix. The prefix "Zhuanbao Shi" undoubtedly belongs to a mortal, and is most likely a magician.

Of course, it's also possible that it's the opposite. Because Uncle Jiang's unique awakening is "Lingbao Daoist", his prefix is ​​a mortal-type spirit title. If his unique awakening is "Lingbao Tianzun", his prefix would probably be a celestial-type spirit title.

It must be admitted that Lingbao Tianzun's personal fame is not actually that great. For modern young people, his popularity is even less than that of Tongtian Jiaozhu, who is a derivative character. His fame is more due to his association with the "Three Pure Ones" group.

But being able to piggyback on others' fame is also a skill. As long as everyone still recognizes the Three Pure Ones and considers them to be the supreme gods in the Taoist pantheon, Lingbao Tianzun's strength will remain firmly above all other Taoist immortals.

"Oh, you actually managed to see through Lingge's information. Although I didn't deliberately conceal it, to be able to do this, your ability seems quite remarkable."

Jiang Zhenhua noticed the shocked expression on Tang Ping's face and realized that the other party knew about his spiritual level, which surprised him slightly.

It's not that he's bragging, but most Taoist immortals possess the characteristic of returning to simplicity and are particularly good at concealing their own information. This is not manifested through spiritual energy, but rather through their innate talent. He has gone a step further on this basis, reaching the state of oneness with heaven and man. Theoretically, even a third-level spiritual energy user might not be able to perceive his basic information.

"What?! What's going on now?"

Yu Shujiang was completely bewildered, her gaze shifting between the two of them, her heart filled with urgency: "What kind of spirit is my father? Tell me quickly, don't let me be the only one who doesn't know."

Seeing that Uncle Jiang had no intention of speaking, Tang Ping took the liberty of saying, "It is Daoist Lingbao."

"Lingbao Daoist...who is he?" Yu Shujiang still looked blank after hearing the answer.

Uncle Jiang sighed and said, "This is one of the reasons why I am unwilling to reveal it. Although I think it is a kind of showing off, if the other party reacts like this, and I have to explain how powerful my unique identity is, it will only make the atmosphere more awkward and make me seem arrogant."

Tang Ping nodded, indicating that she understood. It's like telling a lame joke that no one understands, and then the person telling the joke has to explain what the joke is about. That would really be a joke.

He asked, "You must have read a lot of online novels, yet you don't even know who Lingbao Daoist is?"

“Where did you get so many? I just glance at them occasionally,” Yu Shujiang hurriedly denied, then asked, “I do know Duobao Daoren. He’s an important character in the Jiejiao faction in ‘Investiture of the Gods’ and often appears in prehistoric fantasy novels. But I’ve never heard of Lingbao Daoren before… Could he be an incarnation of Duobao Daoren?”

Uncle Jiang sighed again upon hearing this, picked up the watering can from the ground, turned around and watered the flowers and plants, not wanting to say anything to explain.

Tang Ping had no choice but to explain: "The Taoist Lingbao is the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable among the Three Pure Ones."

"The Three Pure Ones!"

Yu Shujiang was aware of this title and couldn't help but show a shocked expression: "Dad, I didn't know your awakened uniqueness was so amazing!"

Uncle Jiang paused slightly, then continued watering the flowers as if he hadn't heard anything.

Tang Ping could almost read the meaning of "I'm so tired", "I don't want to talk" and "Let me have some peace and quiet" from the other person's back. She could only say, "Not only is the uniqueness of his awakening remarkable, but he is also a fourth-level psychic. If I'm not mistaken, the fifth fourth-level psychic in the country whose identity information has always been strictly kept confidential is Uncle Jiang."

"Huh? You mean, my dad is that most mysterious fourth-tier psychic cultivator!"

Yu Shujiang was so shocked that her mouth dropped open.

Uncle Jiang then turned around, put down the watering can, and said, "Now you understand why I didn't want you to think I was showing off."

"But, but," Yu Shujiang hesitated for a moment, then decided to go all out, otherwise she couldn't resist the urge, "If you're so capable, why did you still want to marry into my mother's family?"

“I wasn’t born this amazing. When I married your mother, I was just a poor scholar with only four figures in my bank account. Your mother, on the other hand, was naturally beautiful, as pretty as Xi Shi, elegant and graceful, and incredibly wealthy. Men willing to marry into her family could line up from one end of Jianghan Road to the other. I really couldn’t think of any reason to refuse.”

"And then what? After you became a psionicist, why were you still willing to continue being one?"

"A day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. If you turn your back on me as soon as you become successful, what right do I have to teach and educate people and be a role model for students? Perhaps in your eyes, your mother and I are not loving, but we do have genuine feelings for each other. Maybe these feelings are not romantic love, but who can deny the bond of family?"

Tang Ping chimed in, "If you saw Jack Ma eating beef noodles with only a few thin slices of meat at a Lanzhou noodle shop while you were shopping, would you think he was poor and laugh at him?"

Yu Shujiang said, "Of course not, because I know he is very rich."

Tang Ping said, "The principle is the same. As one of the strongest psionicists, Uncle Jiang has the strength to back him up, so he naturally won't care about that little bit of empty fame. Who would look down on a fourth-rank psionicist?"

Uncle Jiang smiled and said, "I am very satisfied with my current identity. Even if I disappear for a while, no one will care where I go. My wife is busy with her career and my daughter is busy with her studies. I don't know how many middle-aged men envy my life. Moreover, my identity as a live-in son-in-law is particularly deceptive. You see, even my daughter finds it hard to accept, and outsiders would never believe that a live-in son-in-law would be a fourth-level spiritual energy user."

Yu Shujiang quickly waved her hand and said, "It's not that I find it hard to accept, it's just that I can't understand the reason. On the way here, I was wondering if Dad was making himself suffer in order to portray Lingge."

Tang Ping asked curiously, "Which character can embody the spirit through marrying into another family?"

"Pigsy!"

Yu Shujiang had clearly thought about it seriously, and said without hesitation: "I specifically checked on the way. Zhu Bajie married into another family three times. When he first descended to the mortal world, he married into the family of Luan Erjie."

The original text describes Pigsy's own account: "This mountain is called Fuling Mountain. There is a cave in the mountain called Yunzhan Cave. There used to be a woman named Luan Erjie in the cave. She saw that I had some martial arts skills and took me in as her head of the family. She also called me a son-in-law. In less than a year, she died and left all the belongings of the cave to me."

"Sister Luan only appeared once, but some scholars have researched that Sister Luan's original name was Sister Mao, which was the character 'Mao' in the ancient traditional Chinese version. Later, due to printing and copying errors, it became the character 'Luan'."

"The second time I married into the family was in Gao Village, there's not much to say about that."

"The third marriage was a test of the Zen mind by the Four Sages. The Old Mother of Lishan and the three Bodhisattvas Guanyin, Manjushri and Samantabhadra transformed into mother and daughters and used the marriage as bait to test Tang Sanzang and his disciples. Only Zhu Bajie fell for it."

After listening, Tang Ping felt that if Uncle Jiang's image were not so different from that of Zhu Bajie, he would probably believe this reasoning, especially since Zhu Bajie had some connection with Chang'e. Perhaps it was because of this mysterious reason that Yu Shujiang awakened the "Heng'e".

Uncle Jiang was also a little confused. Finally, he shook his head and said, "These are all nonsense thoughts. Sit down and have a cup of tea to calm your mind."

After saying that, he led the two to the reception room and then began to brew tea. It was not the modern way of brewing tea, where you just boil water, throw tea leaves into a cup, pour in water, and that's it. Instead, it was the more complicated ancient method of brewing tea.

Roasting tea, grinding tea, sifting tea, waiting for the water to boil, preparing the paste... Tang Ping did it all one by one. He thought he would be bored, but whether it was Uncle Jiang's superb skills or the influence of spiritual energy, he not only watched with great interest, but his mind actually calmed down and he felt a sense of tranquility and peace.

"Next is the 'striking' move, watch carefully."

After preparing the paste, Uncle Jiang held the pot in his left hand and the whisk in his right, pouring the paste several times, sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly, sometimes pouring and sometimes stopping. Then he put the pot aside and began to slowly rotate the whisk with both hands.

Under the appreciative gaze of Tang Ping and Yu Shujiang, the snow foam on the tea surface showed two different rising speeds: the right side was already overflowing onto the cup, while the left side was slowly leveling off the surface.

Just as the two were marveling at it, Uncle Jiang slowly raised his arm and carefully pulled out the tea whisk from the left. Then, a scene that left the two speechless appeared. In the round basin-shaped tea cup, white snow piled up, concave on the left and convex on the right, winding and turning, just like a pair of Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish of the same size lying quietly!

Tang Ping was even more shocked than Yu Shujiang, because his senses were more acute, and he was absolutely certain that Uncle Jiang had not used any spiritual energy or power during the entire tea-making process; he had accomplished all of this purely through skill.

"Drink."

Uncle Jiang brewed another cup and handed it to each of them.

Tang Ping carefully sipped his tea, and as the tea poured into his throat, he instantly understood what the other person meant.

"Wow, it's so hot!"

Yu Shujiang took the teacup, blew hard to dry the foam on top, then drank it all in one gulp. After smacking her lips a few times, she commented, "It's neither sweet nor bitter; it seems like just ordinary tea."

Uncle Jiang shook his head in disappointment: "Like a cow chewing on a peony!"

Yu Shujiang quickly added, "Wait, it seems there's a sweet aftertaste later on."

Uncle Jiang shook his head again, offering no response.

Tang Ping could only explain, "Uncle Jiang wanted to tell us his philosophy of life through this cup of tea."

Yu Shujiang blinked and turned to look at her father: "What's next?"

"What do you mean by 'behind'?" Uncle Jiang asked, somewhat puzzled.