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As soon as the little guy appeared, Mo Yan sensed the thick blood breath of his own vein, the breath of his own blood relatives, from his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Tianlinggen, it's good!" Mo Yan turned his head and looked at this tiger brain carefully and thoroughly, and the little guy in open crotch pants said with a surprised expression.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?Tell me, who are you?" "Who am I?hehe, call your father, oh, don't you call your grandfather?" After all, he has been in retreat for too long, and his descendants have multiplied for several generations, Mo Yan himself is not sure, and it would not be embarrassing if a little kid also came and didn't recognize himself like this bare-assed egg.

"My father, my grandfather, they are all powerful monks, they are very busy in retreat on weekdays, only when Pang Xianzu's family comes, they will come out to see Ke, grandpa, you are invited by mortals, they may not necessarily come out, besides, I heard my father say that only our family lives on this island now, and you mortals are not allowed to land on the island. The little guy explained to Mo Yan with a serious face.

"Little one, do you still recognize me?" Mo Yan's spiritual sense was transmitted to the huge white stork. "Little stork greets the ancestor!" "When the white stork wanted to bow down, he was interrupted by Mo Yan's eyes, in fact, when the white stork first saw Mo Yan's face, he was only slightly suspicious, after all, his appearance has changed too much, but the breath emanating from Mo Yan's body is absolutely right, but every time he wants to bow to him, there is always a kind of restraint in the dark that makes his whole body unable to move, until Mo Yan takes the initiative to whisper and transmit his own voice before he can speak.

"Go, just say I'm here, call Haoran and Mo Qiong, those two little guys, to see me" "It's the ancestor!" Nodding slightly, the white stork spread its huge wings and flew towards the inside of the forbidden island of the ancestral island. "Alas, Xiaobai, what are you doing?" As soon as the little kid saw the white stork take the initiative to fly away, he immediately ran and jumped five meters high to make a flutter shape, but he just provoked it, and he stretched out his invisible big hand from nowhere to drag the two round little feet, and he couldn't move in the air at a height of five meters.

"Hehe, the peak of the ten-layer Qi practice at the age of 3, okay, grandpa will pull out the seedlings and help them grow once, go" A stream of pure pus and blood spewed out from Mo Yan's mouth and turned into a little fluorescent and jumped into the little guy's body, and in an instant, the little guy's whole person became crystal clear, as warm and smooth as the birth of a rare treasure jade, "Ah! it's so hot!" The little guy shouted for a while.

The reason why he did not directly infuse his true qi to help him rush through the level, but chose the form of essence and blood to transform qi, it is not without reason, the Chong Gu Demon test of the monks below Pei Ying is generally not strong, and the heart and path perception are just the skin, as long as it is a direct bloodline, the blood is all connected, Mo Yan used his own blood to integrate into the little guy's body instead of his own storage perception, after all, it is his own personal bloodline, the little guy completely digested the blood energy instilled into his body by Lao Mo's classmates, as if it was like the abundant spiritual energy generated by his own cultivation to break the level, there will be no rejection at all, and it is extremely natural to break the levelOf course, such a thing that pulls out the seedlings and promotes it can be done once or twice, but the monk who has achieved something in his cultivation is not riddled with calamities, and finally he can see the rainbow after the storm, and it is not a good thing after all, and it is not conducive to its long-term development.

"Boom!" suddenly felt like wetting the bed on weekdays, and Xiao Budian felt that a stream of white violent air gushed out from the dantian, and instantly moistened the limbs and internal organs of the whole body, so comfortable and cheerful.

"Try it. Mo Yan said lovingly, and instantly removed the big void hand that was held under Xiao Budian's legs. "Hey, I'll fly, oops" The little guy jumped happily on his legs, because he had just begun to control the balance of the qi and had not yet completely mastered it, just a few steps in the void and accidentally dripped from the sky, and fell to the sky, but the thing that made Mo Yan happy, this kid really has backbone, a three-year-old doll fell from six or seven meters in the air, his nose was blue and his face was swollen and he didn't cry, so stubbornly took off again and flew again, under Mo Yan's personal witness, the little guy took a few minutes to completely master the volley flight with his own efforts, and the cultivation talent was incomparably demonic and terrible, and the old Mo classmate was happy for a while。

"Whoosh!" The little guy got carried away for a while, and ran directly to Mo Yan, and Meng opened a pair of big watery eyes and said, "Grandpa, I'll fly, I'll take you to fly for a while, okay?" After all, the child is still too young, the little guy just vaguely heard his parents say that there are many mortal clan elders who are born without spiritual roots, so they can't practice for the rest of their lives, and genetic modification is too old for their age to bear it, no doubt in the little guy's opinion, it is a great good deed to take this old man to fly and pass the monk's addiction, which shows the kindness and purity of the little guy's heart.

"Come out! The old man won't eat you again, what are you doing sneakily there!" "Huh!" Flying out of the void one after another, ** figures, Mo Haoran, Zhi Ling, these two Mo Yan can be distinguished at a glance There are also several pairs of young men and women who look like couples, one of them is a handsome figure, Mo Yan instantly blossomed when he saw it, who else could Mo Dome be if he didn't let himself be tortured from childhood to adulthood?" "Grandson, future generations and descendants meet the ancestors!" A group of ** people Gong Jin knelt on his knees and saluted to Mo Yan.

"Grandpa, Dad, why are you here?" Xiao Bu didn't know why, he immediately gave up the little hand that tortured Mo Yan's old bones, and ran towards the position of Haoran and Mo Qiong, with an indescribable excitement on his face, after all, he had just learned to fly, so he naturally wanted to show off to his blood relatives.

"Evil obstacles, when you see the ancestors, you still don't bow down!" Mo Qiong said angrily, instantly taking a few steps back in fright, and then he ran to a woman who was kneeling and bowing to make a hug. "Mommy, what's the matter, Daddy?" the young woman just glanced at her baby with pity, and continued to bow down without saying a word.

"Hey, little bastard, you're getting a breath! your voice is louder than the old man, isn't it?" Seeing Mo Qiong's words, Mo Yan said with displeasure, and when he saw Mo Yan's displeasure, Mo Qiong immediately had a big brain, "Ancestor, it's all this little thing that provoked you, what are you angry at me?"

To say that Mo Qiong has not been afraid of the earth since he was a child, even his father is not afraid of his mother and Uncle Tom's doting, but he is only afraid of Mo Yan alone, and now he is more than a hundred years old.

"Ancestor, Xiao'er has no intention of offending, if you want to punish me, punish me" said at the end of the pronunciation, which was subtle and audible, even so, Mo Qiong still did what a father should do, and stood up for his son, Mo Yan was deeply grateful.

"Haoran, you stinky boy, who did you learn this from, get up, this little guy's cultivation qualifications are so against the sky, Lao Mo and I feel distressed before it's too late, I haven't said anything yet, you are in a hurry to admit which door is wrong! "No matter how ignorant the little guy is at this time, he also sees some clues, the old man is the protagonist of today, doesn't this look at the usual high and majestic father who is on the knees and speaks honestly?

But I know that I know, Xiao Budian just walked by Mo Yan and was hugged by Mo Yan according to Mo Yan's words, and he didn't dare to speak, after all, didn't his father return it to the kneeling?

"Grandpa, you?" "Hehe, the little guy doesn't seem to be lazy all these years, I can't imagine that he has advanced to the gods at a young age, so good" Mo Yan praised Haoran, and the latter's face immediately turned a color of pig liver, "Grandpa, I'm almost three hundred years old, this son and grandson all over the ground, you are so old that you give me some face, a little guy, how can you let your buddies mix in front of them in the future?"

Seeing Haoran's embarrassed expression, Mo Yan instantly realized something, so he didn't repeat it, "Okay, the old man has also had some opportunities recently, so it's inconvenient to explain to you, by the way, who are these little guys, and what about little Tom? ”

"Big brother, your old man has disappeared in retreat for more than 100 years, okay, mortals in the mortal world have died several times, and they are embarrassed to say that people are running around" As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, Hao Ran and Mo Qiong were full of black lines in his head.

"Ahem, back to grandpa's words, Senior Brother Tom led Mo Hui, Mo Qing, and Mo Lin to go to the Sanqingmen Small Metaverse Retreat to practice, which is also the meaning of the old man of the Phantom Sea, and these are also the bloodlines of my Mo family, the personal heirs of Qiong'er, Mo Hai, Mo Bin, and their wives, and of course, Mo Hui in your arms" Haoran introduced Mo Yan one by one.

"Oh, why didn't he go? The cultivation qualifications are so demonic, isn't it going to delay you, and then the old man will see which of you will suffer the sin?" "Back to grandpa's words, Xiao Mohui is too young to be three years old, and I wanted to wait until he was three years old to send it. ”

"Well, it's okay, it's time to call the two old things of the Flower Fantasy Sea to move their muscles and bones, I think this little baby has a cultivation talent to achieve the great avenue, and he must wash the meridians and cut the marrow as soon as possible. Mo Yan said firmly, and the ink dome below couldn't help but tremble in the depths of his soul as soon as he heard the four words of washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow, especially when this word came out of Mo Yan's mouth, the danger was even more visible, and he couldn't help but glance at his precious little son Mo Hui's pink little face, and he was extremely pitiful and said silently in his heart, "Buddha bless!".

"Hmph! No product!" Mo Yan has already become a refining god, and what the low-level hearts around him think can naturally be controlled at will at will, and naturally Mo Qiong's inner thoughts were completely captured by himself at the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of contempt.

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