Qin Fan looked at Mo Zijing, who was almost desperate, and suddenly said lightly: "Your Dao foundation is only temporarily closed, and it may not be impossible to recover in the eyes of the deity." Moreover, there is a kind of fate between the deity and this child, the mystery is as vast as the way of heaven, if there is an opportunity to teach him a thing or two, this son will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future. ”

Listening to Qin Fan's words, Mo Zijing was stunned suddenly, what he first cared about was that his Dao foundation could still be restored, and then he reflected the meaning of Qin Fan's second half of the sentence, and immediately blessed his heart, hurriedly pulled Mo Xunhan down, knelt on the ground, and said excitedly: "Thanks to Qin's predecessors, if my son is blessed to worship under your door, I will die without regrets!" ”

"Alas! The world is a matter of fate, and it cannot be judged on one side alone. Although the deity is intentional, I don't know how this child feels. ”

Qin Fan sighed, if Mo Xunhan didn't want to worship him as a teacher, even if the two of them became masters and apprentices, it would be against heaven and harmony.

"The disciple pays a visit to the master and implores the master's disciples, and the disciples will live up to the master's expectations!"

I don't know if it was Mo Zijing's hint, or Mo Xunhan's own decision, or the blade intent in his body, Mo Xunhan kowtowed to Qin Fan without hesitation.

Qin Fan was overjoyed when he saw that this matter had been decided, and hurriedly helped Mo Xunhan up, and then pointed his finger lightly at his forehead, and a soft lilac halo slowly entered Mo Xunhan's mind, which was the secret book of "Knife Madness" that Qin Fan had prepared for him a long time ago.

After a moment of adaptation, a smile appeared on Mo Xunhan's cold little face, and he bowed to Qin Fan again: "Thank you Master for teaching the Fa." ”

Seeing this miraculous scene, Mo Zijing felt a sense of relief in his heart, and he was even more convinced that he had restored his Dao Foundation.

"You little ghost, but you are very shrewd, you are the fifth disciple of the deity, ranked fourth, and you will naturally not be missing as a teacher."

Seeing Mo Xunhan blinking his big eyes and staring straight at himself, Qin Fan smiled faintly, this was clearly asking for a weapon from himself!

He still likes this clever ghost, which makes him think of Long Yanjun, the same ghost spirit.

Qin Fan palmed his hand, a blue long knife appeared on his chest, seeing this blue long knife, Mo Xunhan's eyes straightened, and even Mo Zijing on the side couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, envious in his heart, now he is not as good as his son.

"This knife is called the Cold Cloud Knife, and it will be your sidearm in the future. Xunhan, for the teacher to remember well, this knife is your life, as a swordsman, people are in the knife, and the knife is dead! ”

Qin Fan glanced at Mo Zijing and said with a little meaning. When he heard the three words of Hanyun Knife, Mo Zijing's whole person trembled slightly, and then a trace of pain flashed on his face, he looked at the blue long knife in front of him, slowly took him in his hand, and observed carefully, as if he was looking at an old friend who had been reunited for a long time.

Mo Zijing solemnly handed the Hanyun Knife to Mo Xunhan, but said very seriously: "Dad wants to tell you as a father that you must swear to love this knife with your life!" ”

Han Yun has made great sacrifices for the entire Mo family, and has made countless contributions to the entire Iron Sword Gate, even if he is just a tool spirit, but in Mo Zijing's heart, he is the most indebted person to the Mo family.

"Yes, Father, Master! I swear, the knife is in the people, and the knife is dead! ”

Although Mo Xunhan didn't know the meaning of this knife to Mo Zijing, when he saw the solemn and serious expressions of his master and father, he immediately solemnly said his promise.

"Well, since you have the exercises and weapons, you can cultivate for a good life."

Qin Fan nodded, waved his sleeves, and swept Mo Zijing and Mo Xunhan father and son into the pagoda world.

"Qinglong Ding? I'm coming! ”

Qin Fan glanced at the messy ravines around him, and sighed with some emotion, this was caused by his battle with the Falcon Demon, the past has finally passed, and now Qin Fan is no longer the Qin Fan who was slaughtered by others before, he will create a new legend on the Xuanhuang Continent!

After sorting out his thoughts, Qin Fan's figure flashed, and he was already hurrying towards the Immortal Spirit Middle Domain.

In a vast sea area less than 800 miles away from Huling City, in addition to countless fierce beasts and water monsters, its water quality contains a kind of plankton called Wenmo algae, so the color of the water in the entire sea area is quite strange black ink, and this sea area is also called Ink Bay.

An archipelago of black scorched rock stands like a stone drop in the middle of the Ink Bay, protected by a faint film to keep out the howling hurricanes and the massive and ferocious beasts of the sea. On top of these archipelagos, a third-rate force was established, called Mocrow Island.

It is rumored that the founder of Moya Island was a fisherman who made a living by fishing.

Once, when the fisherman went out to sea to catch a strange carp with golden scales, a huge black crow passed by, and when he saw the strange carp in the fisherman's basket, he asked for it.

Faced with such a large crow, the fisherman was so frightened that he gave the strange carp to the crow.

Unexpectedly, the huge crow opened its mouth and swallowed the strange carp, and then turned into an old man. The old man thanked the fisherman for giving him the grace of the fish, so he passed on his cultivation techniques to help him create a mountain gate on the surrounding islands, which is this Crow Island.

There is also a legend that there is a huge black crow on Mocrow Island to protect it, and its cultivation is unfathomable, at least around the breaking period of the Casting God Realm, so Mocrow Island has become a third-rate force and has been developing to this day.

At this moment, in an inconspicuous underwater cavern at the outer gate of Moya Island, Hu Peng was writhing in pain, and on his body, countless large and small black beetle-like insects crawled around densely.

On the opposite side of Han Peng, Edamame Cheng looked at this scene with a gloomy face, whether it was a mantra, as if the conductor of these insects was swimming on Hu Peng's body.

"Young Master Hu, if you endure for a while, there will be no pain in no time, haha......"

Seeing Hu Peng's painful appearance, Mao Doucheng's eyes were filled with excitement, and he dreamed that Hu Peng, a straw bale waste, turned out to be an extremely cold Gu body that was rare to see in a hundred years.

Previously, Edamame Cheng was heartbroken because of the loss of a Gu beast to save Hu Peng, but now, he was very glad that he was able to take out a Gu beast to save Hu Peng, for no other reason, it was precisely because this Gu beast entered Hu Peng's body that Edamame Cheng knew that Hu Peng's physique was actually the extremely cold Gu body he had always dreamed of!

"Hey...... What the emperor had not been able to find before, he didn't expect to get it so easily by mistake. If he had this Extremely Cold Gu Body before, how could this emperor lose! ”

Edamame Cheng's application suddenly became very hideous, and a strong green light flashed in his originally dim eyes. And his tone became particularly weird, and even in an instant, the momentum of the whole person changed dramatically.