The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

Today is Shen Huaian's [-]th birthday.

According to the cultivators, one hundred years old is still quite young.But Mo Nanke, who was preparing a [-]-year-old birthday gift for Xin's apprentice, had a bitter expression on his face.Although I have accepted the fact that my apprentice's mental age exceeds my own, Nima's mental age is one thing, but physical age is another, okay? ! !

Mo Nanke knew that his current body must be a ten thousand-year-old fairy, but in his subconscious, he always felt that he was 26 or [-] years old.To be honest, after raising children in the Supreme Sect all these years, watching Shen Huai'an grow from a small meatball to a young man with gentle eyebrows and three points of sternness, Mo Nanke always seems to be playing a game to develop his daily habits. game.It's not that his love for Shen Huai'an is false, it's just that Mo Nanke always lacks a sense of substitution.

He also maintains the habit of lying in bed on time, even though it has long been unnecessary for him to sleep.For a short time before going to bed, Mo Nanke would always review the code, tapping his fingers in the air unconsciously, reviewing the familiar grammar and logic.He wasn't sure if he could return to the original world, but it was undeniable that he was indeed preparing to go back.

As for Shen Huai'an, it was exactly what made Mo Nanke difficult.These years of getting along day and night, cuddling with each other, how could it be possible that a "lack of sense of substitution" can be obliterated.People's hearts are not wood and stone, not to mention that person is Shen Huai'an, the protagonist Mo Nanke has always favored him, and the child raised by Mo Nanke himself.

Mo Nanke could foresee Shen Huai'an's glorious future, but if he was really asked to leave without hesitation, he would always feel uneasy.When caring for another person has become a habit, then there is no possibility of giving up so easily.

Although there were chaotic thoughts in his heart, Mo Nanke's hand was still steady, carefully controlling the output of spiritual power, and with the other hand, he crushed a top-quality spiritual stone and carefully sprinkled it into the cauldron.Then Mo Nanke's hands began to slowly ease the seal. His white fingers opened and closed like flowers, and occasionally ice-blue spiritual power would leak out between his fingers, which was both gorgeous and eerie.

The spiritual power consumed by the refiner is directly proportional to the quality of the final product.This is Mo Nanke's 81th birthday gift to Shen Huai'an, and Mo Nanke naturally spared no effort.He has been refining for a full 81 days, and the continuous and uniform output of spiritual power for [-] days has almost hollowed him out. A layer of fine sweat beads oozed from his forehead, and then those sweat beads rolled along Mo Nanke's face. Gradually slipping, faltering at his graceful chin.

This body has always looked cold and cold, when has it ever been so sweaty and embarrassed.But Mo Nanke didn't care about these, he concentrated on the work in hand, and didn't even take the time to wipe the sweat off his face.

The time for refining is very particular about the number of stacks, ranging from nine days to as many as 49 days.And someone like Mo Nanke spent 81 days refining a magic weapon, and the entire world of cultivating immortals is unprecedented.And 81 days is indeed his limit.

For 80 years, Mo Nanke worked hard in retreat.Probably because he was forced to accept the old shadow of the prehistoric world, his xinxing has also been greatly improved. With the continuous accumulation of spiritual power, he has risen to a level, and now he has completely stepped into the threshold of the Mahayana stage. And directly reached the peak of Mahayana.

In other words, Mo Nanke is only one step away from ascension.

Mo Nanke himself had no special desire for ascension, so instead of continuing to retreat to accumulate spiritual power, he even suppressed his own cultivation.Compared with Feisheng who is unfamiliar with the so-called fairy world, he wants to stay by Shen Huaian's side more.After all, the seal of Cangshan Mountain is now loose, and the battle between immortals and demons is imminent. As the most powerful person in the world of cultivating immortals, Mo Nanke can't just fly away.If possible, Mo Nanke would like to watch Shen Huai'an embark on the immortal journey, so that he can feel a little more at ease.

——What if uncle wears it back someday?What if someone bullies my little apprentice?So it's better to see that your little apprentice is stronger, right?

#Father as a mountain#

Mo Nanke secretly gave himself 32 likes.How come those little whores who are always swiping the screen in the comment section saying that Uncle is a stepfather don't see Uncle's kind fatherly heart?

With a slight sound in the cauldron, Mo Nanke exhausted the last ray of spiritual energy in his body.Withdrawing the consciousness that had been closely watching the changes in the furnace, Mo Nanke sighed softly, and raised his hand to wipe his chin, leaving a wet mark on the back of his hand.His fingers trembled uncontrollably after losing some strength, but Mo Nanke still opened the cauldron carefully.

A wisp of purple smoke rose from the furnace, which was a sign of the birth of the top magic weapon.If you look carefully, there will be wisps of golden light mixed with wisps of purple smoke.The moment the cauldron furnace was opened, the magic weapon in the furnace flew out of it.Mo Nanke monitored its changes with his spiritual sense all the way, but when he saw the real object of this magic weapon with his own eyes, he couldn't help admiring its grace and beauty.

Ziyu Jiangshan Fan.

This is Shen Huai'an's natal magic weapon, an upgraded version of the Jiangshan Fan that Mo Nanke refined back then.The purple jade from Nanshan was crushed and refined together with the Jiangshan fan for 81 days. The original fan bones made of Xiuzhu showed a warm and moist color like jade.The original coldness has also become the warmth of warm jade.

Nanshan purple jade is rare in the world, and its main function is to calm the mind and block the demons.Moreover, it can offset part of the attacks. If Shen Huaian had this Ziyu Jiangshan Fan now, it would be able to resist Mo Nanke's full blows at least three times.

As the natal magic weapon of the domineering hero, Ziyu Jiangshan Fan naturally cannot just defend but not attack.Mo Nanke deliberately added a lore formation to it, which consolidated the original fan formation and made it even more vicious.As a modern person who pays attention to five virtues and four good things, Mo Nanke sincerely hopes that his apprentice will never use the lore array one day.But as a person who has lived at the top of the dangerous cultivation world for so many years, Mo Nanke had to take precautions.

Sitting in place and meditating for a while, Mo Nanke felt much better.He pinched a dust-removing formula and threw it on himself, and finally regained his usual appearance as an immortal master in white clothes.

Pushing open the door of the refining room, Mo Nanke was surprised to find that Shen Huaian was already standing outside the door waiting for him.Now there are fine snowflakes floating outside, and Shen Huai'an's shoulders are covered with a layer, obviously the waiting time is not short.

Shen Huai'an just waited quietly, without the slightest hint of impatience, and even a faint smile appeared in his eyes.When Mo Nanke pushed the door out, his eyes suddenly burst into bright light.Regardless of brushing off the snowflakes on his clothes, Shen Huai'an quickly moved to Mo Nanke's side.

too long.He breathed in the air around the master greedily, the master's unique bitter and cool breath penetrated into the lungs one by one, lingering inch by inch, ecstasy bit by bit.Shen Huai'an hadn't seen his master for too long, and it was common for a cultivator to retreat for a hundred years, but this was the first time he and his master had been separated for such a long time.

Fortunately, the result of this retreat still satisfies Shen Huai'an.The Five Spiritual Roots, which were once regarded as waste, had been sorted out like Mo Nanke's empowerment, and with the addition of the complete inheritance of Chaos Chaos, his cultivation showed an explosive growth trend. It's only been 80 years, yet Shen Huai'an has reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and it's only a matter of time before he catches up with Mo Nanke.

If it took Mo Nanke 80 years to break through from the peak of the tribulation to the peak of the Mahayana, then how to describe the growth trend of Shen Huai'an's cultivation base?It can only be said that his current cultivation progress will make everyone in the cultivation world cry with anger.

#The True Portrayal of a Winner in Life#

Mo Nanke checked Shen Huai'an's cultivation the moment he saw him. Although he knew that his own son's cultivation must have skyrocketed, when he saw Shen Huai'an's cultivation, he almost swiped the screen.If it wasn't for maintaining his aloof personality, Mo Nanke would have reached out and rubbed his eyes.

Nima, this is unscientific.Even if Mo Nanke has almost forgotten the plot, he still remembers that it took his hero 800 years to reach the robbery, okay?And there are countless difficulties and obstacles in the middle, okay?Such a plot that jumped for hundreds of years at once... Are you dead, Mr. Plot?

Well, even if the plot master is dead.What about the beauty that my apprentice said?What about a good adventure?What about the countless loyal dogs under his agreed?Plot, you black hole subject, spit them out, spit them out, spit them out! ! !

My hero's cultivation must be due to taking hormones. Is it really okay to look like this?Brother apprentice, how many younger brothers and wives will he lose if he improves his cultivation base if you are so anxious?

Mo Nanke, who was overwhelmed by his apprentice's cultivation, didn't care about being hugged into his arms by his apprentice. He just took out the newly upgraded purple jade fan and handed it to Shen Huai'an, and then said, "Take this."

#Uncle There is a moment when I want to say "Happy Centenary Birthday" is it swollen?There is a way for the Chinese teacher to die early#

#Take what to save you, the plot of my anal prolapse? #

Cutting off the unlucky words that blurted out in time, Mo Nanke raised his hand to rub Shen Huai'an's hair.Shen Huai'an was already taller than him before the retreat, but now with the soaring cultivation base, although Shen Huai'an has not skyrocketed in height, he has grown by an inch, and his chest has gradually broadened, no longer a little slender as he was when he was a teenager.

Mo Nanke was held loosely in his arms, only to realize that he needed to look up when he looked at the child again.I couldn't tell what it was like for a while.It's just that the sight of the fairy head in white being carefully embraced by a young man in white clothes fell into the eyes of others. They may be a little surprised, but they feel that they are a perfect match.

Shen Huaian took the fan from Mo Nanke's hand, and rubbed his fingers along the fan bones, feeling the familiar spiritual power from Mo Nanke.He turned his head and smiled slightly at Mo Nanke, and asked in a low voice, "Why did Master send me this?"

Mo Nanke's earlobes turned red in an instant, as the once clear voice became magnetic.

A kind of Shen Huai'an, who was embracing him, stared at the blush, calmly lifted a strand of loose hair from Mo Nanke's temple, and brushed Mo Nanke's slightly hot earlobes as if inadvertently.He did it too naturally, just like every time he did it when he was a child.So Mo Nanke didn't feel anything strange.

Still a little uncomfortable, Mo Nanke gently opened Shen Huai'an's hand, broke free from his loose embrace, and said, "Birthday gift."

birthday present?Shen Huai'an was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again.Putting the Ziyu Jiangshan Fan away carefully, Shen Huaian put his chin on Mo Nanke's shoulder and rubbed it like a baby.

"Thank you, Master." The voice was a little muffled because Shen Huaian was buried on Mo Nanke's shoulder.Because it was so close, Mo Nanke had already heard it.Patting his head on the shoulder with some relief, Mo Nanke didn't speak any more.

Forget it, let him lean on for a while.Uncle rarely (does not) favor his apprentice.

At this moment, Peach Blossom Essence, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, hurried over.She blessed Shen Huaian and Mo Nanke casually, and then said, "Old Ancestor, Young Master, Elder Chen Xun has come to visit." Children are the most important thing, Mo Nanke has never cared about it, Shen Huaian grew up in the mansion, and has some friendship with those mountain spirits, and he has long been used to it, so he will not be harsh.

As soon as Mo Nanke left the customs, the news of the ancestor's departure spread all over the Supreme Sect.These years, he and Chen Xun's master and apprentice are not as close as Shen Huai'an, but they are also very close.Hearing that Chen Xun was visiting, Mo Nanke stopped dawdling, and signaled to the mountain spirit of the Fuzhong to treat the guests first. Mo Nanke and Shen Huaian stopped for a while, and then went to the flower hall.

When they arrived at the flower hall, Chen Xun had already sat quietly and waited.