Under the afterglow of the sunset, the green clothes in front of him are reflected in front of him, which looks so abrupt and obvious, with a short sword around his waist, his sideburns are like clouds, his eyes are like water, the lower part is slightly pointed, shaped like melon seeds, plump and white, his nose is like Qiong Yao, his shoulders are shaved, his waist is like a plain, and his skin is like snow.

At first glance, it looks like a fairy, this is Mo Fan, in addition to the woman he saw in his dream on the road, once again he has a feeling of encountering a fairy, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned to look at Mo Feng, but he does not see Mo Fan.

Even so, Mo Fan felt that his face was hot, he blushed and lowered his head and didn't dare to look again, embarrassed, he obviously wanted to look up again, even if it was a glance, if he looked at it again, even if he died, he would have no regrets, but he didn't dare to raise his head to look.

"Hehe, little brother Mo Fan, I'm not wrong, I see your saliva is about to flow out. ”

The old beggar smiled proudly, Mo Fan was so angry for a while that he had nowhere to vent his frustration that he didn't dare to look at the fairy to the old beggar.

"Shut up, you're just drooling, chattering all the way, annoying. ”

"Uh......"

The old beggar was speechless for a while, not knowing whether Lu Dao was interested or frightened by Mo Fan, so he didn't speak anymore, and looked around as if all this was none of his business.

Mo Fan regretted a little when he said this, and seemed to feel that he had said it a little too much. But it was comforted to find that the old beggar showed no signs of running away.

"Ahem, hehe, that, Sister Swift, I'll send them to the Left-behind Hall to find you, you, you better go back first." ”

Mo Feng looked at Han Yuyan a little cautiously, his eyes flickered, and he was a little worried that this Han Yuyan really followed, not only was he guilty, but even his little friend Mo Fan also suffered from him.

"Who said that?" Han Yuyan was stunned: "Don't think I don't know the Dao, Elder Zhuge told me, you take your good friend to stay in the palace, since it is your friend, it is also my younger brother, how can you not know it." ”

Han Yuyan walked over with a smile and came to Mo Fan's side, okay, I only noticed Mo Fan at this time.

Gently patted Mo Fan's shoulder: "Are you Mo Feng's friend?" My name is Han Yuyan, quick, hurry up and call Sister Yuyan." ”

Mo Fan really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but the other party was standing in front of him, the fragrant wind was blowing, it felt so unreal, his face was flushed, and he stammered: "Fairy, fairy sister is good." ”

"Sister fairy, do you see Mo Feng, he is much more sensible than you, just like when you first came, you deserve to be beaten by me, little brother, what's your name?"

Han Yuyan gently stroked the hair on her forehead, revealing her slender eyebrows, clear eyes, such a charming movement, almost made Mo Fan stunned.

It took a long time to react: "I, my name is Mo Fan." ”

It's just that when he heard the other party call himself his little brother, Mo Fan suddenly felt a little crying and laughing, and it felt very weird, little brother~!

"Mo Fan, Mo Fan Mo Feng, the names are so similar, let's go, I'll take you to the Left-behind Palace, let's go to the Left-behind Hall first, I want to find a way for my brother-in-law to get you to the Disciple Palace, what's the matter in the Left-behind Palace, Mo Feng is really, your cousin and your father don't know about these things?"

Han Yuyan enthusiastically pulled Mo Fan to the front, and did not forget to count Mo Feng who followed behind, Mo Feng gritted his teeth, looking like he wanted to say something and stopped, and he couldn't help it after the most reluctance, and muttered in a low voice: "It's useful to find them, this matter is still arranged by my cousin, I'll go to my dad at night." ”

"The relationship is really complicated, a cousin, a father, and a brother-in-law, little brother Mo Fan, look at what kind of big people you know, it's right to say that you are the dragon and phoenix among people, right?"

The old beggar did not forget to take the opportunity to come up and say a few words, as if to show his prophet or his prophecy.

"Old fellow, are you finished?"

At this time, Mo Fan and Mo Feng shouted at the old beggar almost at the same time, and the old beggar jumped to the side with a smile again, laughing and laughing, and from time to time he glanced at Han Yuyan, so angry that Mo Fan really wanted to rush over and directly buckle his eyeballs.

However, the delicate feeling from the soft wattle in his hand instantly made Mo Fan fly out of the clouds, how could he still have the heart to manage so much?

I don't know how Lu Dao arrived in the Stay Hall for a long time, Mo Fan came to his senses, where was Mo Feng and Han Yuyan at this time, and the old beggar was left to drink the two of them.

"Where's the fairy sister?"

"Sister Fairy......" The old beggar repeated Mo Fan's sentence in a sour tone, and then said to Mo Fan: "**, beast, hungry ghost, color embryo, shameless ......"

A series of scolding words flowed smoothly, and after scolding in one breath, his face was red and out of breath, which made Mo Fan, who was at ease, a little ashamed, and let an old guy scold himself so excitedly, is it a little too much?

"This is where we live, the little brother named Mo Feng said to talk to his father at night and let you go to the disciple hall, and the beautiful woman also said to tell her brother-in-law to let you go to the disciple hall, but I hope you stay in the left-behind hall. ”

The old beggar looked at Mo Fan and said to Mo Fan, but looking at the old beggar's appearance, he didn't seem to want Mo Fan to leave the Stay Palace.

When the old beggar said this, Mo Fan felt angry for a while, and he didn't want to stay here even if he was killed, since he knew the meaning of staying in the palace......

This old fellow had to leave him behind, and he followed him like a fly along the way, and he had long wanted to leave early.

"What are you doing here? What can I learn in this Detention Palace, then I didn't come to this Xianmen for nothing? I didn't come here to do chores. ”

"I know this. ”

The old beggar stroked his dirty white beard, and said very indifferently: "There is nothing to learn in this left-behind palace, but there is me in the left-behind hall, and I have immortal secrets on my body, and I will learn a lot of them for you." ”

"I didn't meet anyone who could learn these immortal arts before, but now I have met it, I have to give it to you, as long as you worship me as a teacher, I will definitely let you practice by leaps and bounds, throw that Zhuge Elder Eight Streets, you and I master and apprentice are combined with two swords, and the world is invincible. ”

"Bah, old guy, you die, you don't have any good things with your sloppy appearance, and you will keep good things, so you better use them yourself, don't bother me." ”

Mo Fan pushed the old beggar out of the hall like a fly, slammed the door shut, and sulked on his bed, there was still a little hope in his heart, hoping that Mo Feng could succeed, and he would have a future by going to the disciple's hall.

From being bullied and despised since childhood to now, I just hope to be able to stand out in the fairy gate and get ahead, not to be a miscellaneous person here in obscurity, and that indelible shadow, whenever I think of it, my chest is inexplicably blocked, and it is very uncomfortable.

Immortals can go to the end of the world with a sword, be admired, soar through the clouds and mist, and look at the rivers and mountains all over the world in one day, which is really enviable, that man doesn't want to take off?

Mo Fan, who came to Cangshan Gate in June 1406 in the Central Plains calendar, was in the Stay Palace, waiting for Mo Fan's good news, and naturally did not have too much hope for Han Yuyan, after all, it was because of Mo Feng that he had a better attitude towards himself, how could such a proud woman of the sky be able to climb by herself?

Even Mo Feng and Mo Fan felt that the distance from him was getting farther and farther away.

However, day after day of waiting, until the end of September 1406, Mo Fan, who had been waiting for three months, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and if he continued like this, his limited time became even less.

I heard that some achievements in the cultivation of immortals take at least ten years, if you want to make a name for yourself, unless you are talented, you can't achieve it in fifty years, and he knows his own talent, he can endure hardships, but he has three minutes of heat, and he wants to see new hope before the heat subsides, so he doesn't want to waste any time.

"Finally can't help it?"

Just when Mo Fan couldn't bear it anymore, the old beggar appeared again, since he was driven away by Mo Fan that time, the old beggar has never appeared again, and at this time it suddenly appeared again, and it was just right, which made Mo Fan stunned: "Why did you run back again?"

"I ran back because you need me, you have limited time, I feel distressed when I see you wasting time, come on, worship me as a teacher, teach you the supreme immortal method, and look at the rivers and mountains of the Unei!"

Although the old beggar was still sloppy this time, what he said was full of ** and charm, and his cloudy eyes burst with amazing confidence. Mo Fan's patience these days has almost been exhausted, and he almost wants to give it a try when he finds a way.

Mo Fan is going to give it a try, after all, he doesn't suffer losses, he doesn't lose if he doesn't succeed, he earns it once he succeeds, and he probably can't count on Mo Feng, and he still has the insistence of his cousin Elder Zhuge here.

In this relationship, Mo Fan has self-knowledge, and his own weight is not enough.

"Yes, I promised to learn the immortal arts you taught, but I won't call you master, only if I am willing to call my master, then I can be considered my master. ”

Mo Fan's slightly immature face has an indescribable persistence, young and vigorous, sharp, and the whole person is like a sword out of the sheath.

"I'm so stubborn at a young age, forget it, in order not to waste my immortal skills, it's also fate to meet you. Come with me. ”

After speaking, the old beggar carried a dog-beating stick, shook his head like a street gangster, and walked forward with figure-eight steps, Mo Fan shook his head with a wry smile, how could he believe what he said?

But I agreed, but there was no way, so I had to follow along.

Soon after the two left, two figures jumped down from the roof, one green and one green, it was Mo Feng and Han Yuyan.

Han Yuyan frowned and looked at Mo Fan's back, and then looked at Mo Feng, with a look of embarrassment on her face.

Mo Feng also frowned: "Sister Swift, should we report this matter to the door master? Haven't we discussed it before? Can't let anyone teach him any immortal arts, who is this old beggar?"

"Tell the master of the door, do you dare to go? Your cousin and your father don't break your legs, and you don't know the situation inside the door, besides, Brother Mo Fan, hasn't he always wanted to cultivate immortal arts? Otherwise, what does he want to do in the disciple hall? Since we can't help him, let others teach him. ”

Mo Feng smiled bitterly, he thought the same way, but he couldn't say it, it obviously felt like betraying his master.

"That old man is not simple, just now I felt as if he had discovered us, if Mo Fan learned immortal arts from him, he should not be worse than us. ”

Mo Feng nodded, somewhat approving.

Han Yuyan glared at Mo Feng angrily: "Of course it's not easy!"

In his heart, he muttered: "If it's simple, it's weird, that guy is even more powerful than the door master!"