The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

The expression on Shen Huai'an's face was very flat, neither the arrogance of winning nor the joy of winning.It was as if his victory was a matter of course.

Mo Nanke watched quietly from the cliff beside him, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.Even he has to admit that his apprentice is very good.This battle was hearty, and one could see Shen Huai'an's ingenious mind, as well as his precise grasp of spiritual power.This is naturally due to his daily practice, but it is also inseparable from Mo Nanke's guidance.

Mo Nanke has practiced these years, and gradually discovered that the kung fu here pays attention to patterns. Although it is orthodox, few disciples become obsessed because of practicing kung fu, but they lose the change of spells and are too rigid.Mo Nanke is a programmer. He naturally understands that no matter how complicated a program is, it is composed of simple instructions at the bottom.The same should be true of spiritual power exercises.

Therefore, in the past ten years, what Mo Nanke has done is not only to let Shen Huaian learn how many sets of exercises, but most importantly, he wants to divide those basic exercises into simple moves, and then use these The right combination of moves.It's easy to say, but what's the point of all the hardships.

How many times has Shen Huai'an been on the verge of going crazy, and his spiritual power disorder has almost destroyed his spiritual roots.If Mo Nanke hadn't always been by his side to protect the law, he would have made a big mistake long ago.Fortunately, those dangerous sacrifices were not without reward.Mo Nanke can even proudly say that in Shen Huaian's generation, there may be people who are stronger than him, but there is no one who can defeat him.

The white-clothed boy on the stage had already finished the competition. When everyone was still immersed in the wonderful aftertaste of the competition, he scanned his surroundings, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he quickly rushed up the mountain.

Feijian moves as he pleases and does not need to be deliberately summoned. Shen Huaian quickly came to Mo Nanke.The sudden movement of him rising from the sword made all the eyes of Jingxiantai focus on him.When everyone's eyes followed Shen Huai'an, they naturally saw the figure standing quietly on the edge of the cliff.

Dressed in white, her brows are piercing.It is the peerless good looks and good manners.Except for Patriarch Qingxiao, who else is like this in the entire cultivation world?

"Greetings to the ancestors." A burst of orderly voices sounded, and there were waves of echoes in the air.Men and women in uniform robes knelt down, just like back then.

It's just that time has passed, and Mo Nanke is no longer as frightened as he was when he first came here.With a flick of his wide sleeves, he raised a gust of breeze, and lifted everyone up with a gentle but irresistible force.

#To be kneeled and kneeled every day, the uncle is already determined.Although it is a twisted egg...#

#带被道衣的小豆丁神马 Kneel on your knees, hey, hey, that brat over there, don’t put your brother’s Taoist robe in your mouth, will you cry if you don’t see it?If my uncle remembers correctly, our school uniforms are not in unlimited supply, hey! ! ! #

#The old man with white eyebrows... come on, if you want to kneel, you can kneel down.Although I don't know how old you are, but anyway, you won't be as old as me.Damn, claiming to be "uncle" is actually pretending to be tender, so sad#

Mo Nanke maintained a cold face, nodded lightly to the juniors below, then picked up his own little boy, and flew away.

There is no way, Tengyun is a magic trick that only the powerful people in the out-of-body period will use. Although Shen Huai'an is flying with a sword now, but if he rides the cloud... he will fall down immediately, right?Absolutely.

Shen Huaian was held in Mo Nanke's arms.Back then when he was still young, it was inevitable that his cheeks would ache when he was soaring through the clouds. Although Mo Nanke said that boys should not be so squeamish, since then he has always been carefully pinned to his chest by his face.Such actions have continued until now.

Shen Huaian took a breath in Mo Nanke's arms, feeling the cold fragrance filling his heart.The young boy, who had grown to the level of Mo Nanke's nose, bent his knees and rubbed his head against Mo Nanke's chest.

Sensing the rustling movement of the child in his chest, Mo Nanke took out a hand and tapped his head, and whispered, "If you move around again, I will throw you down." But the force was clearly gentle, and the words were also Silent connivance.As a sullen uncle, the young boy he raised is really close to him, it is really...extremely beautiful.

The speed of the two people soaring through the clouds was very fast, and they arrived at their destination soon.The difference from the past is that this time Mo Nanke did not take Shen Huaian back to the Mo Mansion directly, but took him to the meeting hall of the Supreme Sect.

The meeting hall of the Supreme Sect is above the main peak. On the majestic palace is a plaque with two big characters "Yunting" written on it, and a few cloud patterns are drawn around it, which is solemn and grand.However, the two words that seemed to be flying were filled with silent arrogance.Yunting is also the palace of the sky.In the whole world, how many people dare to name the palace like this?

Shen Huai quietly looked at the two big characters, and traced them unconsciously with his fingers.He stroked it blankly, but it seemed that through years of time, he could touch the figure of the person who wrote these two words at that time.Heaven and earth have nothing to fear!The surrounding air seemed to thicken, and spiritual power from all directions squeezed towards his surroundings.

Such a battle, if other monks are replaced, it may be a sign of exploding and dying.But it was a rare opportunity for Shen Huai'an.He is like a sponge, absorbing the incoming spiritual power without rejecting anyone who comes.Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, which spiritual root does he not have?Therefore, there is no kind of spiritual power that he cannot absorb.

Sensing Shen Huai'an's strangeness, Mo Nanke looked in surprise at the place where he had been staring at just now.How could he not be familiar with the two characters of Yunting, those two characters were written by him at the beginning of the establishment of the Supreme Sect, and it is not his handwriting.It's just that the matter of chance is really hard to tell, after all, it is an individual's own destiny.Now the young boy in his family has an epiphany because of his old skills, which can be regarded as their mentor-student relationship.

He raised his hand to press Shen Huai'an's shoulder, and let him sit cross-legged.Mo Nanke quickly set up an enchantment around Shen Huaian to prevent him from being disturbed.With Master by his side, Shen Huai'an no longer had any scruples, but concentrated on adjusting his breath.He thought that this time he was going to break through, although the time and place were not very suitable.

However, he soon discovered that he was wrong.Although the spiritual power that was pressing against him did not dissipate quickly, he could already feel that the spiritual power was getting thinner.Now that he is a Jindan cultivator, although he doesn't have much breakthrough experience, he still has it.In the past, the more you get to the end, the more abundant your spiritual power will be.This was definitely not a breakthrough, and soon, as if confirming Shen Huai'an's guess, the burst of spiritual power dissipated.

The golden core in the inner mansion shone brighter and brighter under the nourishment of this unexpected burst of spiritual power, but it began to work rapidly.Shen Huaian only felt the warmth in his heart, and his limbs and bones were all ironed and comfortable.But gradually, with the rapid operation of the golden core, that warmth transformed into a burning heat.

Beads of sweat fell down his beautifully shaped chin and hit the white clothes hard.Mo Nanke watched Shen Huai'an's brows furrowed tightly, and unconsciously grasped the spiritual power in his palm, always ready to sort out Shen Huai'an's tendons.However, Mo Nanke gritted his teeth, clenched his fingers tightly, and scattered the handful of spiritual power.

Some sufferings must be endured by oneself.Mo Nanke is not even sure about his own future, so how dare he say that he can take care of that child for the rest of his life?Therefore, even without Mo Nanke, Shen Huai'an would have to get through these things by himself.

There was burning pain in the inner palace, but instinctively, Shen Huaian did not stop the operation of the golden core.He knew that there was no turning back when he opened the bow, if he stopped at this moment, then his cultivation base would inevitably fall.Beneath the young man's gentle appearance, he has a more decisive temperament.He didn't stop, but started to urge the golden core in his body desperately, and it started to work more quickly.

The pain in his lungs couldn't make him give up. When the golden core was pushed to the extreme, Shen Huai'an could even hear the sound of his golden core cracking.My heart was mostly cold, but my body couldn't stop.Shen Huaian went into the inner mansion to check by himself, and found that a small crack had appeared on his golden core.

He must stop!

The golden core that was finally cultivated could be destroyed at any time, but, as if something was calling him, he didn't stop.No matter how painful it was, it still didn't stop.

The small cracks became bigger and bigger, and at the moment when the golden core in Shen Huaian's inner mansion was about to shatter, a silver light suddenly flew out from the plaque with the word "Yunting" written on it.The silver light shot straight into the center of Shen Huai'an's eyebrows, and on top of the red scar between his eyebrows, there was a circle of silver lines that seemed to be drawn with fine brushwork.

All this happened in a short time, but if Mo Nanke wanted to stop it, it was not impossible to stop it.He was very close to Shen Huaian, although the silver light was swift, it was still not enough for the ancestor of the Transcending Tribulation Period.It was clearly a raised hand, but he didn't move.

Because Mo Nanke thought of something for no reason.Yun Ting, Sudden Enlightenment, disciple, Patriarch of Transcending Tribulation Period, with a red mark between his eyebrows and five spiritual roots.He slowly backtracked along a few key words, and recalled the novel he once wrote called "Mo Yutian" in a blink of an eye.At the beginning of the novel, the male protagonist who was given the golden finger by his father, Uncle Meng, had an epiphany in Yunting, and then obtained a ray of heaven and earth spiritual energy hidden behind the plaque, which improved his physique, and made him step forward. The first step in a grand (boom) broad (boom) life.

Although, he didn't finish the book and was locked deep in the computer.Although the male protagonist in that book is not named Shen Huai'an, his karma and fate are clearly the same.

The past, the future, all of them flickered in Mo Nanke's mind, and then... once, Uncle Meng, and now, Patriarch Qingxiao said that his whole being!No!good!up!

#妈蛋不带带了这个听听, Uncle has crossed to a magical place? #

#Uncle Should I be glad that the plot hasn’t gone astray yet? !Except my hero's name changed?Your sister's bad review, bad review, how could my stupid, cute, sweet and white little apprentice be the kind of full-on Long Aotian mode~ the male lead Ma Wen? #

#很好叔admits that he was trained as a male protagonist from the beginning.But after 20 years of transmigrating into my own book, I realized that this is cheating, cheating or cheating? #

Mo Nanke was expressionless, well, in fact, he looked at his little apprentice with a deadpan expression on his face waiting to be restarted, and he silently shed tears of egg flower in his heart.Hey, hey, my little apprentice is not stupid and cute, in fact, he is really cute, and the really stupid one should be the uncle, right?

The Supreme Patriarch Qingxiao could not burst into tears in the wind.

☆, The story is so sad that I forgot all about it.