Mo Ran noticed more and more that the demonic energy on her body was weakening, and she turned into a magic knife, and the magic knife became heavier in her hand.

How to cut the sacred wood if it goes on like this, is it that Fusang discovered her idea and did something in the pure heart technique.

Mo Ran couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the Pure Heart Technique not suitable for demon cultivation, and it will weaken my skills?"

Facing Mo Ran's questioning, Fusang said angrily: "The Pure Heart Technique can only be used to calm the mind and concentrate the mind, and the reason why you feel that your strength has been weakened is because your father was in a hurry, and he only gave you his cultivation without taking into account the weakness of your foundation. You use too many Shura spells, and your body can't bear it, so don't rely on me for everything, you don't know the hearts of good people. ”

"Don't be angry, I'll just ask, then how do I lay a good foundation?" Mo Ran looked at Fusang with an expression of humility seeking advice, "I remember that the Divine Venerable can also practice the Five Elements Technique, right?"

"This Divine Monarch hasn't said this, it's your Bai Ze's again, right? This Divine Monarch has confiscated his apprentices. Fusang turned around and avoided her gaze, "Not before, and never will be!"

"Fusang-kun, you can make an exception for me. Actually, I'm still relatively wealthy, and when I have some achievements, don't you follow suit. Mo Ran pulled his sleeve, blinked his big eyes, and pleaded, "Okay, can you discuss?"

Fusang gently pinched her face and smiled, "It's not negotiable." ”

In the next few days, Mo Rancheng pestered Fusang and begged him to take her as an apprentice, and after several soft grinding, Fusang smiled and refused to agree.

But Mo Ran is a person who gives up easily, and it seems that he has to do something to please him, so that he can relax.

Only when her strength is restored, and even to the extreme, can she be sure to cut down the Divine Tree.

So, in the past few days, Mo Ran has been busy inside and outside, serving tea and pouring water for Fusang, pinching his shoulders and beating his back, and cleaning up the inside and outside of the Yanyang Palace, and many rooms that have been uninhabited for a long time have accumulated several layers of dust.

She bent over and wiped the floor back and forth with a rag, feeling a sore back and leg cramps, and muttered, "Can you live in so many rooms alone?"

She wiped from one end of the room to the other, obviously sure that it was clean, but when she looked back, she saw that there was dust again, and she wondered: "Hey, can't you wipe it clean?"

As she was wiping, she looked up and caught a glimpse of a red shadow, she immediately reacted, and hummed: "It turned out to be you, why did I wipe more and more dust!" and threw the rag on Fusang's body.

"Pay attention to the attitude, is this the attitude that you should have as an apprentice?" Fuso said gloatingly.

"Then don't mess around here!" Mo Ran scolded. I simply didn't mop the floor and went to cook.

That's it, in order to go home, she endured.

Fusang stared at Mo Ran, who was busy, and smiled with relief, the really cute girl from the past finally returned to his side.

This time, he will definitely protect her well and prevent her from being in the whirlpool of right and wrong again

Fuso returned to the house and played the guqin, which he hadn't touched for a long time. The slender fingers caressed the strings, and the seven strings seemed to come to life under his plucking, sounding tactful and melodious, turning a thousand times. Sometimes soothing makes people feel sad and lonely, sometimes it is hurried and makes people feel joyful. It's really a lingering sound, and it doesn't stop for three days.

The elves in Yanggu jumped up one after another when they heard the sound, like butterflies that shimmered with fluorescenities, dancing.

"Can you still play the piano?" Mo Ran listened to the sound of the piano in a daze, looking at the picturesque and unreal scenery outside the door, and was fascinated.

"Otherwise, you think this piano is an ornament?" Fusang said, "When you live to my age, you will naturally be able to do anything." ”

"What's the name of this piece?" Mo Ran asked.

"Jiang..."Fusang thought about it, he didn't know what to call it, it was just a flash of inspiration, and he didn't have a name yet, so he asked rhetorically: "What do you think it should be called?"

"I don't know much about music, I don't know if I understand it correctly. Mo Ran thought for a moment, "I listen to this song and have a kind of joy of reunion between old people after a long absence, so it's better to meet again." ”

Fusang smiled softly, "It seems that I play it too well, even a music idiot like you can hear the meaning of this song." ”

"What about you, when you don't talk about playing the piano silently, it's called a pleasing and otherworldly, how can a word make people angry!" Mo Ran rolled his eyes at Fusang, "I'm not with you." ”

Mo Ran rushed into the kitchen, the kitchen was a mess, the stove was littered with leaves and roots, and the floor was full of pots and pans.

She lifted the lid of the pot, and the chicken broth in the pot was already boiling, and she scrambled to add water and salt.

The first attempt at cooking was not very successful, two of the three dishes were stir-fried, and the only pot of soup was boiled dry.

However, it was not easy for her to do this without a strategy, and she wiped the sweat from her forehead, very satisfied with her masterpiece.

The chicken soup with fresh water had not yet been stewed, so she pulled Fusang to sit down first.

"Fusang-kun, you can take me as an apprentice! You see that I have no merit and hard work, if you are not satisfied, you can do it!" Mo Ran learned to kneel on his knees and clasped his fists with both hands.

Fusang jokingly laughed: "In the past, you wanted to go up and have a look, but you didn't want to take you up again after this god lord taught you a few tricks, but now what's the matter?

It turns out that this guy still holds a grudge, angry ghost, Mo Ran fought back in his stomach, his mouth did not show it, and he said: "Yes, yes, you have to be right, I was too lazy before, is it too late to wake up now? I think people must have dreams, otherwise what is the difference between them and salted fish? Although the path of cultivation is long and difficult, as long as there is your guidance from Fusangjun, I believe that I will definitely succeed in learning." Today, I have cleaned the inside and outside of the Yanyang Palace, and washed all your clothes. By the way, I also made you a meal, and now the soup in the pot should be ready, and I will bring it to you. ”

After that, Mo Ran got up and hurriedly ran to the kitchen to serve the dishes, which were neatly placed on the table, "You just accept me for the sake of my hard work......!" How about you taste your first time cooking?"

Fusang tilted his head and looked at this table, which was really not good-looking, and he couldn't tell what kind of ingredients the dishes were originally made, so he was stunned for a moment before he said, "Don't you know that immortals don't need to eat?"

"This ......" Mo Ran said in his heart before, he had clearly seen his clone able to eat and drink, "How do I know, except for you, I didn't know any other immortals before, I didn't need to eat it, I can't eat it, right?"

Fusang plucked up his courage, took a deep breath, and was ready to move his chopsticks, "Eat, eat, how can I not give you face." ”

"After eating the food I cooked, I will give you a promise?"

Mo Ran waited for Fusang to give an evaluation, if he did a good job, he was not allowed to accept her as soon as he was happy. "How?"

Fusang trembled and picked up a piece of meat and tasted it, coughing lowly, "It's too salty......"

"Huh?" Mo Ran didn't believe it, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, "I think it's okay, where is it salty, it's because my taste is too heavy?"

Fusang scooped up a spoonful of soup and took a sip, "This is too light, you clumsy, don't cook in the future, waste food." ”

"Obviously it tastes okay!It's my first time cooking, can you give me some encouragement and confidence!" Mo Ran pouted and muttered: "I was going to Mingyue, but Mingyue dislikes me!"

Fusang put down his chopsticks and smiled helplessly: "Do you understand how to respect the teacher? Master is what he is, and he doesn't want to suffer such oral torture anymore." ”

Originally, she couldn't accept the blow and became angry, but when she heard Fusang claiming to be a teacher, she immediately became angry and shouted happily: "You agreed?"

"Master is above, please bow to the apprentice. ”

Mo Ran bowed decently, raised his head and said, "The ancients were like this, right?"