Monks actually don't need to sleep, in their opinion, a few hours of motionless is useless, that bit of fatigue can be completely solved after a while, it is better to use it to run the exercises a few more times, the competition in the cultivation realm is fierce, and the survival of Yali on their bodies is also very large.

Therefore, monks often have a few days and nights at a time, but except for those minor monks who are closer to ordinary people in the Qi refining period and still need to sleep, few monks will rest according to the rules of work and rest.

But Mo Chuan obviously does not belong to the scope of the above monks, he eats on time every day, and after eating on time, he holds his son and carries the little white lotus that has been added countless layers to block the breath ban, and then he farts and farts, and follows a birch with an IQ so low that it is full of unemployed abyss, and then he holds his son to bed on time when the time comes...... Life couldn't be more pleasant.

In fact, it's no wonder that he, no matter how many times he runs the exercises, the aura will be completely blocked when it reaches Guan Yuan's acupoint, and his cultivation is useless, it can only make him think of the side effects of the otaku who has played with him for several years over and over again.

I don't know if the Blood Flame Venerable is equipped with radar, and there is no pressure to mobilize spiritual power to send all kinds of big moves and spiritual energy, and he can't be smooth anymore, but as long as he starts to cultivate, he will be able to get a second of kakaka, which is simply full of malice, and his face changes faster than turning a book, almost suffocating people to vomit blood.

So after trying a few times and finding that there was no way to break through the obstacle of this kind of cheat, Mo Chuan completely gave up the treatment.

In the original book, the Blood Flame Venerable worked hard for hundreds of years, and he tried all kinds of reliable and unreliable methods I don't know how many times, he didn't think that his imposter would be much stronger than the original version of the Blood Flame Venerable.

Mo Chuan, who has read the script, clearly knows that if you want to dredge the meridians, there is no other way to go except for the method related to the protagonist.

Among the two options of "going to rob the girl with the protagonist" and "spending his old age in peace", he chose the latter without the slightest hesitation.

What's that, although the girl is good, she will still die in the end...... But this time without the Blood Flame Venerable's "trouble", I don't know if the girls can escape the fate of dying, and when the time comes, the arrogant cinnabar mole will face the protagonist's harem, the picture must be very harmonious, so beautiful that he doesn't dare to think about it hahahaha!

The plot of this prolapse of the anus, Mo Chuan said that he was so happy to hear about it!

Lying in Mo Chuan's arms, Xiao Bai was secretly stretching out his paws to reach the pseudo-ornament little white lotus pinned to the hem of Mo Chuan's clothes, and Xiao Bai didn't know that Mao suddenly shuddered at the root of his tail.

Inexplicably, there is a strange feeling of cool air coming from behind.

Xiao Bai was stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Xiao Bailian, who had been almost there, didn't know when she was moved to the hem of her clothes on the other side.

"Woo ......"

Mo Chuan, who was buried in his chest by his complaining son, touched Xiaobai's head lovingly.

The aura on the body of the Pure Water White Lotus has been completely blocked, and no trace of aura can be leaked, Mo Chuan brought it out purely to seduce Xiaobai.

Sure enough, it worked extremely well, Xiaobai was very hidden, but he didn't seem to realize that his entire body was almost hanging upside down on Mo Chuan's arm. Mo Chuan pinched its fleshy little paws, and said seriously, "You are so stupid, what can I do if I am not by your side in the future?

In fact, there is a suspicion of opening his eyes and talking nonsense, the fox clan is more humane than other races, and Xiaobai's qualifications are average, so he is not constrained by his spiritual intelligence, so although it is still young, it can already understand what Mo Chuan said to it.

It will react that it has been deceived, and it is disgusted by the culprit, so it turned its head, grabbed one of Mo Chuan's fingers and began to grind its teeth.

Mo Chuan saw that Xiaobai was still obedient and good-tempered even if he was "bullied", and finally had a sense of guilt, so he let it use his fingers as a teething stick.

The little white teeth are still tender, grinding thin and soft on the fingers, but they are a little itchy, and the soft little tongue will also lick the fingertips twice.

It understands that the person dislikes it verbally, but in fact it is still very nice and close to it, but it still can't understand why the person said to leave it.

The understatement joke inadvertently revealed some inconspicuous clues.

"Chirp~"

The birch was allowed to move freely in the vicinity, and was so happy that he kept spewing small flames and chasing after the buttocks of the spirit beasts in the valley to provoke people.

I don't dare to set fire to the mountain anymore, and every time it causes trouble, it is locked up for a few days, and it is not allowed to speak or move, and it only grows its memory after being taught a dozen times.

The harassed spirit beast simply plunged headlong into the water, refusing to come out alive or dead.

Although the birch was not afraid of the water, it was not willing to get close, so it turned around on the surface of the water and flew towards other targets.

Three years have passed in a flash.

There are no gaps in the white clouds, and the three years of time in the cultivation realm are just a tiny grain in the long sea and yellow sand for thousands of years, and they are lightly left in the fleeting past with a wave of their hands.

It is not a matter for the monks to retreat for more than ten years, and if they are stuck for a long time, they will spend hundreds of years, not to mention the Blood Flame Venerable's temperament of staying in the abyss of unemployment, which is definitely a ruthless crushing of the little otaku who thinks that he has reached a certain realm.

Although the abyss of unemployed is very wide and you can explore at will, although most of the free time for raising a son to tease Xiaohua has been consumed, but there is no entertainment brought by modern technology in life, there are no novels and no games, and the days at home are a little difficult. After devouring the few ancient books in the Blood Flame Venerable's collection that can barely be read as novels, Mo Chuan, who feels that he is about to become moldy, finally decides that labor and management are going out, traveling, and treasure hunting!

The biggest golden finger of the protagonist in the original book is the treasure map that records the ancient desolate monk's cave and the location of the treasure, Mo Chuan, who was born in the black of "Nine Days", has only seen it once, and was hit by the plot of the pit father in the middle, of course, it is impossible to remember the content of the entire map clearly, but a few of the more important ones with a higher sense of zài are still remembered.

In fact, there are nearly two hundred years left before the beginning of the plot, and there is no need to rush to pit the protagonist so early, but it is also boring to nest in the abyss of unemployment, and finding treasure is much more interesting than facing countless mountains that look the same every day.

After happily deciding, Mo Chuan pinched Xiaobai's baby fat face, "Xiaobai, is it okay for Baba to take you out to play^^?"

The soft and tender skin really didn't feel too good, Mo Chuan couldn't help but pick it up and kiss it one cheek, and then felt that it was better to be symmetrical, so he also took a bite on the other side.

If there is anything else that is more important in the past three years, it is probably that Xiao Bai suddenly transformed after entering the second order for a period of time.

How could there be a spirit beast of the second order that could successfully transform into a shape? Even if Xiao Bai's talent was generally much less restricted in transforming into a shape, it was still very unreasonable to be able to transform so early. Transformation is a qualitative change in the accumulation of cultivation to a certain extent, and Xiaobai obviously has signs of being fueled by Yan Miao.

Mo Chuan began to deeply reflect on whether he was feeding too much......

But later, after worrying for a while, he found that Xiaobai's body was normal, and he was completely uncomfortable, so he didn't bother, anyway, as long as his son was happy, healthy, and healthy, it was great!

Moreover...... Xiaobai is not a success in the real sense of the transformation, not only is the form still the appearance of a seven or eight-year-old child, but also the head is clearly supported with two fluffy little ears, and the tail is also flicked around behind the small buttocks, so that people can know what the prototype is at a glance.

The little guy's pupils and hair color have not changed, his long white eyelashes are flickering, the shallow smile on his face is a little shy, and the symmetrical pear vortex on the left and right sides makes people look like they want to poke it down*. Ren Qin Ren hugged Ren Shunmao, shy, even his voice was soft and glutinous, "Xiaobai followed Baba......"

Cute ...... A sentence full of dependence and a small expression full of cute attributes, Mo Chuan's blood groove was instantly half empty, and on the surface, he still maintained the usual calmness of the Blood Flame Venerable, but in fact, the villain in his heart was beating the ground and crying, licking Xiaobai a hundred times.

…… Will the swollen son of labor and management be crazy about cute baby teeth!

Mo Chuan never thought that children could be as well-behaved, so cute, so soft and easy to push down like Xiaobai→, hey, there seemed to be some strange words mixed in.

In Mo Chuan's few experiences with children, what he felt was the malice from the little flowers of the motherland.

Even if the bear child pours the keyboard with yogurt, Nima also rides around the house with the tail of the golden retriever, and knocks down the fish tank while howling the ghost cry in his mouth - the seventh-level disabled otaku with self-care ability can raise a small goldfish that can live for a few months just by changing the water - kicking down the chair and leaving a few friendly footprints on the sofa by the way...... The destructive power couldn't be stronger!

The most terrible thing is that the bear children with face-changing skills are soft little white flowers in the eyes of their parents, they can't stand the beating and scolding, and they have tears when they say a heavy word, and they use the expression that will cry out in the next second to accuse the cruel indifference of this world...... Bah!

I can't bear it at all!

After the little cousin lived in his house for a week and reluctantly left, Mo Chuan looked at the completely scrapped computer keyboard, the room like after a typhoon, the golden retriever with several pieces balded on his tail, and the two little goldfish in the fish tank with white bellies with dead fish eyes and white belly, feeling haggard, and decisively listed the bear child under the age of ten as a first-class dangerous creature!

Mo Chuan, who felt a little vicissitudes because of the memories of the tragic past, hugged the young body in his arms tightly, and immediately rushed to comfort himself.

The bear child is simply a nightmare, their little white is the real soft and cute little white flower, and it is simply a little angel in his silver life!

Mo Chuan lowered his head and kissed the top of Xiaobaihua's hair, "I will always be with you." "Until the day I can't stay with me anymore.

The lifespan of a spirit beast is far longer than that of a monk, not to mention a destined short-lived ghost like Mo Chuan.

“…… Hmm" Little White Flower buried her face in his neck and let out a soft nasal voice indistinctly.

If it is said that when Xiaobai was still a little fox, he still had the same status as the golden retriever in Mo Chuan's heart, then when Xiaobai turned into a human form, he had truly regarded Xiaobai as his family, which gave him a sense of responsibility to take care of Xiaobai.

Three years of companionship have made Xiaobai an indispensable existence in his life, and it is also the deepest bond between him and the world.

Mo Chuan: ...... Labor and management are also family people! (→Although the family members are not people).