Retired shadow guard's guide to raising cubs

The ten-day martial arts competition came to an end soon, and it was the old man who defeated Mu Jinnian who won the championship.

Mu Jinnian ranked 78, Bai Yu No. 20 and third.

So far, the purpose of Moran's trip has been fully achieved, and it's time to go back.

Standing at the fork in the road outside the city, Zhang Yi wanted to struggle again: "You really don't want to stay?"

Mo Ran refused without hesitation: "No."

"Okay." Ben didn't have much hope, Zhang Yi shrugged, "What are you going to do next?"

"Bring Jinnian back to the hill, lay a solid foundation, and improve his cultivation. How about you?" Mo Ran asked back.

If it wasn't for the impromptu decision to participate in the Martial Arts Conference, they would have left when Mu Jinnian recovered.

"Me?" Zhang Yi's eyes fell on Bai Yu who was bidding farewell to Mu Jinnian not far away, "I'm planning to go home with Ah Yu, first to save his father from worrying, and second to help him transform his spiritual power."

"En." Mo Ran responded.

Neither of them spoke, waiting patiently for the boys to say goodbye.

The separation was imminent, Zhang Yi thought of something, and suggested: "Mo Ran, since we plan to let them go out together, we must set a date for goodbye."

These words happened to be heard by Mu Jinnian who was walking over, his heart moved, but he didn't stop on his feet, he walked all the way to Mo Ran and stood still.

Mo Ran silently sensed the emotions that did not belong to him in the sea of ​​consciousness, and refused to turn around when he wanted to say it, and replied: "Yes."

"Then limit it to five years, how about it?" After a while, Zhang Yi had already thought about the rest of the matter, "Five years is enough for Ah Yu to cultivate his spiritual power. Your kid has been imprisoned for five years. Years, it should be released for a while. Then it's settled."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yi acted as if he was afraid that Mo Ran would repent, he used his escape technique and pulled Bai Yu to run away.

I hope that with an apprentice around, my friend can calm down a bit.

Mo Ran watched Zhang Yi leave, then turned to Mu Jinnian and said, "Let's go too."

It's still the same way as when I came here, but the mood is quite different.

Regaining his spiritual power, and being able to stay on the hill, is a pie from the sky. When he met a peerless master who was willing to help him, Mu Jinnian felt that the bad luck since being hunted down by his family was swept away, and he felt his whole body from the bottom of his heart. It's easy to go outside, and I have fun walking all the way, and I have to jump twice when I lift my feet.

As the distance from Luoyu City got farther and farther away, Mo Ran and Mu Jinnian were gradually left on the winding path.

Because they were not in a hurry, they walked slowly on their two feet without shrinking into an inch.

Today the sky is high and crisp, the wind is light and the clouds are light.The blue sky is so far away that you can't see the end at a glance.On both sides of the path, there are wild grasses everywhere, without seeing the edge.Looking as far as the eye can see, only the outlines of some mountains can be vaguely seen at the end of the road.

Rarely, Mo Ran temporarily put aside the shackles imposed on him, and walked slowly behind Mu Jinnian.

The excitement and joy that originated from the youth spread to Mo Ran's heart through the concentric knot, weak but continuous, with a soothing temperature, as if it could melt all the ice.

Mo Ran originally thought that with the strength of his divine sense, he was already fearless of any influence.

However, he found that...he didn't seem to hate it, and even indulged in this feeling.

The youth's freshness and hope are things he has never had before, so beautiful that just looking at it, a soft feeling will spread in his heart.

For the first time, Mo Ran felt that what Zhang Yi said was right, he shouldn't have formed a sympathy knot so hastily.

"Mo Ran, why don't you leave?" Mu Jinnian, who had been distracted by Mo Ran, noticed the sudden silence behind him, stopped in doubt, and turned to ask him.

Facing Mu Jinnian's clear eyes, Mo Ran shook his head, letting the ice-cold sea of ​​consciousness dispel the doubt in his heart: "I'm fine, let's go."

............

On the hill, A Ming, who was lying bored on the branch, found Mo Ran back from afar.

He spat out the leaf in his mouth, climbed down the tree with hands and feet, ran over, and threw himself at Mo Ran with his arms open.While fluttering, he did not forget to shout: "Master Ran, you are back~"

"Be careful." Mo Ran caught A Ming firmly and put him on the ground, "A Ming, where are Qiu Bai and Xiao Yan?"

I haven't seen you for a while, and Amin's stature has increased a lot.It seems that Qiubai and the others took good care of Amin.

"Sister Ah Yan went down the mountain. Uncle Jiang is cooking." A Ming replied.Turning his eyes, he saw Mu Jinnian who was tightly blocked behind Mo Ran, and exclaimed in surprise: "Little brother!"

Mu Jinnian rubbed his eyes secretly at Mo Ran's hand on A Ming's shoulder, and greeted him with a half-hearted smile.

This Amin is already so big, why does he always throw himself on people?Big children should be solemn and steady!Mo Ran didn't even pounce on him...

When A Ming stood still, Mo Ran let go of his protective hand, and turned to greet Mu Jinnian: "Let's go."

Mu Jinnian immediately felt better, and took the initiative to pull Amin to his side: "Amin, let's go."

Seeing that the little brother who had been thinking about it for a long time actually talked to him, and even pulled himself to his side, A Ming quickly nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm) to see that the little brother who had been thinking about it for a long time actually talked to him, and even pulled himself to his side to carry him with him.

"Master Ran, you are back." Jiang Qiubai, who came after hearing the news, first greeted Mo Ran, and then gave A Ming a hard look, "It just so happens that dinner is almost ready, let's eat together?"

A Ming hid behind Mu Jinnian, poked his head out and made a grimace.

Mo Ran responded, walked towards the kitchen, and asked, "Is Xiaoyan on the mountain?"

"Before, Xiaoyan and I had nothing to do on the mountain, so we went to Liuyun City to open a medicine shop, prescribe medicines for people, and sell some of our own herbs. The shop has been busy these days, and we come and go again and again. It’s too troublesome, so Xiaoyan simply lives in the shop.” Jiang Qiubai explained, “I also planned to visit Xiaoyan tomorrow. But don’t worry, Xiaoyan knows some fists and kicks, and the medicine powder she brought with her is also quite powerful. Ordinary people would not dare to trouble her."

Mo Ran still felt that something was wrong: "Because of the Martial Arts Conference, martial artists gather here. Xiaoyan is a girl after all, so you should be more careful."

"Master Ran, don't worry. I'll go look for her tomorrow."

"Ah."

After dinner, Mo Ran nodded when he saw that A Ming and Mu Jinnian were sleepy, so he asked them to go to rest earlier.

The next day, when Jiang Qiubai was sent away, Mo Ran first arranged for A Ming to learn how to read and write, and assigned a puppet to take care of him, and then brought Mu Jinnian to the open space opened overnight.

"What I'm going to practice today is the use of spiritual power." Mo Ran said while pinching a fireball the size of a human head in the palm of his hand, aiming at the open space and throwing it out.

The moment it touched the ground, the fireball exploded.After hearing a roar, a large hole appeared on the ground.

Mu Jinnian looked at Mo Ran puzzled.

Before learning the formulas, one must learn how to operate and guide the spiritual power, otherwise, no matter how advanced the formulas are, they will be nothing but empty shells.

On the contrary, Mu Jinnian's method is not bad, so of course he has mastered the most basic things.

What is Moran doing?

Ignoring Mu Jinnian's doubts, Mo Ran squeezed out a fireball again: "Look good."

As his words fell, the fireball began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the color began to change from a warm orange.

This process continued for several breaths, until it was only a quarter of its original size, and the fireball had turned from red to a brighter golden yellow.

Mo Ran threw the fireball out, and after the explosion, a larger and deeper depression appeared on the side of the original pit.

Mu Jinnian was dumbfounded.He stared blankly at the ground, then at Mo Ran, then at the ground.

"The same spiritual power, if used in different ways, will produce different powers." Mo Ran made a fireball in the same way, and this time controlled it to gradually grow in size until it expanded to twice its original size and turned dark red in color. .He also threw the fireball on the ground.

This time, the crater on the ground was only about half of the first time.

"Remember the time when you and Bai Yu made a fire to cook and almost burned the grove?"

Mu Jinnian nodded blankly.

"That's because you haven't fully mastered the fire igniting formula, and the flames you attract are too powerful." Mo Ran pointed out, "Generally speaking, in such a situation, there are two options, one is to reduce the spiritual power used, and the other is to reduce The temperature of the flame."

Mu Jinnian continued to nod.

"But if you want to do this, you need to fully control the spiritual power." The same fireball, this time Mo Ran tapped his finger, pulled it into a flaming long sword, and held it in the palm of his hand, "Once you control it, you will find that the spiritual power The use of power is not limited to formulas."

The color of the flame sword changed, from orange red to golden yellow, then to pure white, sky blue, purple, and finally condensed into a dark purple that was almost black. There was no flame dancing on the surface, and all the power was locked tightly under the control of Mo Ran. At first glance, it seems to be just an ordinary or even ugly iron sword.

Mu Jinnian's hair stood on end, staring fixedly at the ordinary sword, restraining the urge to retreat.

Mo Ran turned the tip of the sword upside down, pointed it at the ground, and then let go.

Nothing happened.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no flying dust that filled the field of vision, only a soft "puff", from the point where the sword tip sank into the ground, the air was twisting, and the ground disintegrated silently, which was so quiet and shocking.

Before the crack spread to the feet of the two, Mo Ran waved away the spiritual power in the long sword and smoothed the potholed ground.

Mu Jinnian's gaze fell on Mo Ran in a daze, and he was so shocked that he even forgot to do such a simple action as nodding.

Is this the strength of the Nine Heavens strongest?Turn your hands into clouds, and turn your hands into rain.

"Using the fireball as an example is easy to understand, and you can do the same thing without applying any magic power." Mo Ran condensed the fireball again and handed it to Mu Jinnian: "The situation changes rapidly in the fight. If you want to do whatever you want, you can also Need more practice."

Mu Jinnian looked up at Mo Ran's still calm face, his eyes fell on the fireball in his palm again, and his eyes lit up unwilling to admit defeat: Mo Ran can do it, so I can too!

Mu Jinnian took the fireball from Mo Ran's hand.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-2411:04:01~2020-08-2512:59:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 spear repair;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!