Time passed day after day, year after year, five years passed quietly, and the life of these five years was very dull, of course, compared to Mo Fan's days in Yanzhou. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But for the group of people in the Zhuang family, as well as the mortals in this urban area, the Zhuang family is really lucky, and the beggar he picks up casually is a master of refining.

Mo Fan is now the best refining master in this area, even if it is the owner of the shop, the Miao family, he is also polite to him, and he rarely makes a move now. But there are still many noble disciples who came to ask him to help refine a top-level weapon, and this is not the end, Mo Fan also successfully refined the mortal divine weapon a year ago, and the divine sword is now in the hands of the eldest prince of the Miao family.

And the eldest son of the Miao family is now also a romantic figure in this area, the Miao family is just a small force, there are a few monks in the family, and those clansmen who can't cultivate will practice martial arts, after all, it is also a small force, and this resource can still be taken out. When the opportunity comes, it will turn to Taoism.

For the Zhuang family, the past five years have been like a dream, Zhuang Zang's family no longer lives in the original place, Mo Fan helped them buy a house, and let the dog and the girl go to school.

However, the old lady and Zhuang Wenhua were reluctant to give up the old house, so they decided to stay here.

Mo Fan didn't move away, and even went to Zhuang Zang's house from time to time to chat with the doggirl, of course, every time the doggirl was there to say, he just listened with a smile.

The dog and the girl are very close to him, although Mo Fan is no longer a monk, but his vision is still there, he can see that the heavenly spirit of these two children has a vague aura, which means that they have a very high talent for cultivation, and it is estimated that as long as a monk passes by, he will find out.

And Zhuang Chenglong has grown into a big guy, has experienced a lot of things, and his personality is much more stable, and he even apologized to Mo Fan in the early years, apologizing for being ignorant when he was a child.

Mo Fan has nothing to forgive or not forgive, because he didn't take it to heart in the first place.

On this day, Mo Fan had just returned home and saw Zhuang Zang and Zhuang Ban standing outside the door anxiously.

"Big brother, second brother, what's wrong?"

He still doesn't like to talk, but at the moment something is clearly wrong.

Zhuang Ban saw Mo Fan coming and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Little San, you're here, our dad... Our father's old problem has been committed, and he has hired a doctor in the city, but ...... The doctor said that our father needs some spiritual grass for this disease, where do mortals have these. ”

He is really anxious, Zhuang Wenhua treats others as sons, not to mention his own son, so except for some small contradictions, the Zhuang family is very good.

Zhuang Zang also had no idea, this spirit grass is not something that ordinary people can have, and it is estimated that only the power of monks will have it.

Mo Fan frowned, pushed aside the crowd, his status has improved over the years, and he has also invited many servants to the second elder, but unfortunately the second elder is very unaccustomed to it, so they are all disbanded, leaving only a few people, all gathered in front of the room at the moment.

The old lady's eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had just cried. And Zhuang Wenhua's face is pale, and his eyes are closed, which is indeed very serious.

"Little San, you're here... Your father may not be able to stand it..."

Mo Fan comforted him in his hoarse voice.

"Mother, don't worry, with me, my father will be fine. ”

After speaking, he turned Zhuang Wenhua over, picked up the doctor's silver needle, and startled the doctor, before he had time to scold.

was already stunned, Mo Fan's needle piercing speed was very fast, and the technique was very skilled, and he couldn't compare with others at all.

After a while, Zhuang Wenhua moved, opened his eyes, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Poof. ”

"Ahem... Three ....."

And called Mo Fan's name in a daze, and saw that Zhuang Wenhua came to life, the old lady was very surprised, and the doctor didn't know what to say.

The people outside were very happy to know that Zhuang Wenhua was fine, and Mo Fan instructed the doctor not to tell the people outside that he had saved Zhuang Wenhua and gave him a large sum of money.

"Master Sanfan, this medical skill of yours is definitely not weak to those divine doctors, how can you become a blacksmith?"

Before leaving, the doctor was still very confused, Mo Fan smiled and did not answer.

"Dad's illness can't be said to be all good, it's just that it's okay for this time, and I still need a few medicinal herbs to recuperate... Others are good to say, money is not a problem, I sell other people's face, I can always get it. But... There is a spirit grass, but it must go to the Miao family..."

Could Mo Fan have said so many words, and the Zhuang brothers also nodded lightly.

The next day, Zhuang Wenhua woke up and ate a lot of food.

"I feel like I'm ten years younger. ”

This is his original words, the old lady is also very happy, it seems that Zhuang Wenhua's old problem has been completely cured, and she also promised Mo Fan to help him keep this secret.

Because Mo Fan did not use mortal medical skills, if it was really passed on, people with a heart would naturally know that he was a monk before.

And Mo Fan has already gone to Miao's house.

"Please also inform Miao Yunchang Gongzi that Zhuang Sanfan is visiting. ”

Miao Yunchang is the eldest son of the Miao family, the Miao family is the patriarch of the family, and the magic weapon refined by Mo Fan is on his body.

The guards of the Miao family all knew Mo Fan, and knew that this was the Miao family's refining master, so they didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and motioned to Mo Fan to wait and immediately go in to report.

Mo Fan is not in a hurry, if the Miao family is unwilling to give him the spirit grass, he also has other methods, after all, he used to be a monk, and he knows some methods that mortals don't know.

After waiting for a while, he was a little impatient, and the guards outside didn't dare to say anything, Mo Fan's status in the Miao family was very high, and even those few cultivators were respectful to him.

"That's... Master Sanfan, my eldest brother is not at home, if you have anything to do with him, I will help you convey it to you. ”

Suddenly, a voice like a lark came in, Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and then turned to look. The delicate face, with a hint of playfulness and a hint of elegance, is obviously a lady's show.

"Oh... It turned out to be Miao Die, Miss Miao San... Since the eldest prince is not here, you can help me ask the Miao family, I need a spirit grass, and in return, I am willing to help the Miao family refine another divine weapon. ”

And the third lady of the Miao family seemed to be seeing Mo Fan for the first time, seeing the hideous scars on his face and the hoarse voice.

"Ahh

was obviously startled, but Mo Fan didn't care, this situation has happened almost every day over the years.

But Miao Die is a little embarrassed, she has lived in the family since she was a child, rarely goes out, and doesn't know much about human feelings, but she has read some big truths from books and knows that this is very impolite.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Sanfan, I didn't mean to, I ......"

Said apologetically, looked at Mo Fan again, and found that Mo Fan's eyes were gray, and they were very vicissitudes, which was a little attractive.

"Miss Miao Die, can you tell me?"

Miao Die came back to his senses at this time.

"Mm-hmm, don't report to them. I've got it here..."

Only then did Mo Fan remember that Miao Die seemed to be a disciple of a certain sect with a lot of cultivation talent.

"Thank you, if you need anything in the future, you can come to the dealer to find me. ”

After saying that, he saluted and walked back slowly.

Miao Die watched Mo Fan leave, feeling a little strange in his heart.

"This man seems to have a lot of stories......"

But that's it, Mo Fan is just a special person she has met in her life, people like this, I can't say a lot, but there will definitely be in the future.

And Mo Fan doesn't care about such a little girl, she just feels that she owes something to others, and she will pay it back when she has the opportunity in the future.

Mo Fan returned home and helped Zhuang Wenhua take the medicine he had boiled, although he couldn't see anything on the surface, the root of his old illness had been completely cured. During this period, Miao Wenchang came once, he is indeed a good guy, different from the other son of the Miao family, he is very broad-minded. asked Mo Fan the reason for going to Miao's house, and sent a few spirit grasses that day, which made Mo Fan nod secretly, thinking that if he hadn't been abolished, maybe it would be nothing to accept another disciple......

After that, Mo Fan's life returned to calm again, he was like a mortal, eating and drinking, firewood, rice, oil and salt.

After another five years, Mo Fan's face began to age, although he was still very young, he was obviously a person in his thirties. The dog and the girl were finally discovered by the Terrans in the inner city, and they were taken to the real Xianyang City to cultivate with a confused face, and I heard that the sect that the two of them joined was definitely a big force. The two have also changed their names, or Zhuang Zang and his wife asked Mo Fan to get their names, Mo Fan is already a mortal, but seeing that his junior has a top-level cultivation talent, he is also very happy in his heart.

"Zhuang Daozi, Zhuang Lingzi. ”

This is the name of his nephew and niece, and it was also taken by him, and the only bit of monk's aura on Mo Fan's body is the huge merit and luck, these two people are considered his juniors, and they are named by him himself, so they will be taken care of by this part of the merit......

One day, Zhuang Wenhua and the old lady dragged Mo Fan to a small restaurant.

At this time, the dealer was completely different from ten years ago, because Mo Fan's alchemy somehow broke through to the realm of the refiner, like a miracle, he practiced so hard to refine the weapon but he could only refine the mortal divine weapon, but now as a mortal, he can refine the magic weapon. Mo Fan is completely on an equal footing with the Miao family, and the original place of the Zhuang family has also been transformed into a manor, if it weren't for the scarcity of the clan, in this urban area, it can be regarded as a small force.

"Xiaosan, you are almost thirty years old this year, but you don't have a daughter-in-law, I discussed it with your mother and found you a girl, but everyone is a beautiful girl, I didn't want to see it, but as soon as I heard that it was you, she deliberately took the time to come here, you have to take advantage of it." ”

At this time, Zhuang culture still did not depart from the previous thoughts, and always felt that his family was an ordinary family, and his own baby appearance was missing.

But he didn't expect that with the identity of Mo Fan's refiner, no matter how ugly he looked, those mortal families would never object, and even tried their best to curry favor.