Absolutely not my father

November [-]rd was Ling Juebi’s [-]-year-old birthday. Because of the deterrence of the number one demon cultivator in the Shura world, this birthday turned into a gathering of high-level demon cultivators in another sense. Needless to say, both Ghost Creature and Fanhua Palace came personally, and the three Mahayana cultivators from the Asura Realm have come together in a real sense today.

Since Ling Juebi brought him back to Tianmo Sect last time, Luo Fan has been in seclusion, and now half a year later, he still hasn't left the seclusion.Seeing that the birthday ceremony was about to begin, there was still no sound from Luo Fan, and Zixia couldn't help but feel a little anxious standing outside Luo Fan's practice room.

Not only the elders of the sect came back today, but also the important monks of other sects. As the only son of the sect master, if the young master didn't show up, wouldn't it be a joke for no reason?Even if the suzerain doesn't care about it, the prestige of the young master in the sect will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Just when Zixia couldn't help but want to send another message to Luo Fan, the door of the practice room opened, and Luo Fan came out in a red dress, with tiredness that couldn't be concealed in his eyes.

"Master, you have finally appeared. The bell has already struck two times. If you don't come over, the celebration will begin."

Luo Fan didn't care to take a break when he heard it, and walked directly outside the hall.

"I know, I'll go right now."

Walking out of the gate of the palace, Luo Wen stepped on the flying sword, turned into a stream of light and flew towards the North Peak. When patrolling disciples encountered on the road, they would stop and salute Luo Wen.

Not far away, Luo Fan met the disciples of the third patrol. Looking at the very lively Tianmo Sect, Luo Fan really felt like a celebration, but he himself didn't like such a lively feeling.

At this moment, the third bell finally rang, rubbing the space between his tired brows, and speeding up towards the peak.

At this time, the square outside the main hall of the peak is already crowded with people, and the disciples of all major sects are repairing here. Knowing that, he rushed towards the main hall immediately.

There are not many people in the hall, and those who are qualified to sit here are all important monks in the Asura world, and every time they go out, they can stir up a situation.Except for the masters or disciples standing behind the sect masters, there are no more than eleven or two people who are full of calculations. When these people meet each other on weekdays, they are either plotting against each other or fighting with each other. It is strange to sit here so calmly now.

Ling Juebi sat at the top, and the aura of calmness and prestige made the people below dare not move rashly.On the left is Ye Xiyue in a black gauze dress. She was recovering from her injuries, but she did not expect to leave the customs for Ling Juebi's birthday.

On the right is Gui Qian, the master of Luo Wen and Mu Yi. Gui Qian is wearing a gray robe as usual today, with a thin face and a gray beard. He has a sense of decadence, with his hands in his sleeves and his eyes slightly closed. , I don't know if I am sleeping or meditating.Luo Jian is already used to Gui Qian's listless look, because his master is not interested in other things except for refining weapons, but if you underestimate him because of this, you will definitely pay a heavy price and be seen by Ling Juebi Those who catch the eye are all ruthless characters.

Standing behind Guiqian was Mu Yi in purple, with a perpetual smile on his face, which was particularly conspicuous among the fierce monks in this room where there were no people, ghosts or ghosts.

Below the ghosts is the suzerain of the ghosts, Yin Xu in the middle of the Mahayana period, Yin Xu is a middle-aged man with a square face, wide eyebrows and high forehead.There were two people standing behind Yin Xu, one was a painter who had fought against Luo Yan, and his injury was unknown, the other was a handsome young man, who was said to be the elder of the ghost, named Hua Jing.

On the other side, Ye Xiyue sat next to Fan Hua, the owner of Fan Hua Palace. Fan Hua looked only 23 or [-] years old, but from the inadvertent wrinkles at the end of his eyes, it could be seen that he was not very young. He is two thousand years older than Ling Juebi, and is the oldest among the three Mahayana monks.Even if other male cultivators advanced to Mahayana, they should be over middle-aged at this age. After all, male cultivators do not deliberately maintain their appearance, but Fan Hua is an exception.

Fan Hua's face is extremely handsome, so handsome that it is strangely beautiful. When you see him, your first reaction will never be surprise but a chill down your back, as if you were being targeted by a poisonous snake.Especially now that Fan Hua's reputation is so notorious, how many outstanding monks will tremble with fear when they hear Fan Hua's reputation.

Standing behind Fan Hua was his only disciple, and Tang Jian whom Luo Yan had just met not long ago, Tang Jian's appearance was as feminine as his voice, if he was a man disguised as a woman, no one would recognize him.Tang Jian's reputation is not as bad as his master's, that's because his cultivation level is not enough, if he can reach the realm of Fan Hua, he must be another Fan Hua.

The rest of the monks are all the top sect masters in the row below the three major sects. Some of the people standing behind them are young disciples, some are elders, and they are all leaders of their generation without exception.

Because Luo Fan appeared late, everyone who should have arrived had arrived, so when he appeared at the gate of the palace, he immediately attracted the attention of many people, directly or indirectly, and the direct gazes were naturally those young disciples. The reputation has now spread among the young disciples. They are both the favored sons of heaven. These people all regard Luo Jian as their future opponents, so they naturally want to observe more when they have the opportunity.

As for those indirect attentions, they are the suzerains of some sects, who are assessing the value of the genius disciple of the Tianmo sect and the threat to them.Fan Hua also glanced at Luo Fan, with a look of admiring the objects, which made Luo Fan feel a little uncomfortable, but he quickly withdrew his gaze, presumably because of Ling Juebi's presence.

There was undisguised disgust in Ye Xiyue's eyes. Luo Fan was late for such an occasion, she really didn't know the seriousness, because Ling Juebi didn't say anything, and she couldn't say anything.

The only three people who didn't pay attention to Luo Fan were probably Ling Juebi, Gui Qian, and Yin Xu, the suzerain of ghosts.

Luo Fan walked through the hall without saying a word, walked to Ling Juebi, and knelt down to salute as usual.

"The child has seen Daddy."

"Um"

After Ling Juebi nodded, Luo Wen stood up and walked to stand behind Ling Juebi. At this moment, the bell that heralded the start of the celebration rang nine times in a row.

When the bell stopped, the suzerain sitting at the end of the seat was the first to stand up and congratulate Ling Juebi on his birthday, and then asked someone to present a congratulatory gift. It was a pair of East China Sea pearls, each as big as a fist, and was conceived. It has been used for tens of thousands of years, and it is a very precious medicinal material. Ling Juebi nodded and asked his disciples to accept it.

Next came another monk, who said almost the same thing, but the things were equally valuable.

After reading this repetitive and boring program several times, Luo Fan couldn't help but feel a little tired, the sleepiness that had been suppressed by force surged up at this time, Luo Fan felt that his eyes were so sore, but he couldn't even squint for a while.

Finally it was Fan Hua's turn. With a wave of Fan Hua's sleeves, more than a dozen puppets appeared on the open space in the hall. Next, they will sing, play, or dance, and their posture is so graceful that they are almost real.

When the dance music reached its climax, two of the dolls hugged each other and began to make various provocative and ambiguous movements. The two young female disciples in the temple blushed.Although some male disciples were not as shy as the female disciples, their eyes seemed to want to stick to the dolls.

Although Luo Yan was not attracted by female sex, he felt a heat rushing out of his body, as if he had taken an aphrodisiac, which made him very uncomfortable.

Ling Juebi noticed Luo Fan's strangeness, and a flash of spiritual power shot into Luo Fan's body with his fingers, and the tormenting heat receded.Just for a while, his back was completely wet, Luo Fan's heart felt cold, and he had a deeper understanding of the horror of Fan Hua.

"I've heard that Fellow Daoist Fan is good at puppetry, but now I see that he really lives up to his reputation."

"The words from Sect Master Ling are just some small tricks, which are just for Sect Master Ling to enjoy."

"Then thank you fellow Daoist Fan."

With a flick of Ling Juebi's sleeve, he put the puppet in the palace into the space spirit weapon, and the effortless appearance made both Fan Hua and Yin Xu feel dignified. It's been a long time since we saw each other, and this abnormality has become stronger again.

It wasn't until the puppets disappeared that some of the male disciples came back to their senses and hurriedly covered their private parts with blushing faces, and the female disciples who watched were scornful.

Because of Fan Hua's unreasonable behavior of playing cards, the originally dull atmosphere in the hall became active, and everyone began to look forward to the ghost's gift, only Luo Fan, after all the tossing just now, was even more exhausted.

The congratulatory gift of the ghost is a stone, to be precise, it is a kind of metal. This kind of metal known as the hardest metal in the cultivation world is called Xingyun. Xun is the best choice for refining weapons. Such a large piece of meteorite is of inestimable value, and it is really generous for ghosts and monsters to make a move.

Ling Juebi said a few words of gratitude before accepting the things, and then it was the turn of the sect. As Ling Juebi's only son, how could his father not give a gift for his birthday, so in Guixu's After the people stepped back, Luo Wen walked to the front and handed a box to Ling Juebi.

"This is a magic weapon made by the boy himself. I hope daddy likes it. Congratulations to daddy on his birthday and success."

Ling Juebi picked up the box, opened it, and found a string of vermilion rosary beads lying in the box, and the material of the rosary beads was clearly the piece of Anshen wood that Luo Yan had photographed some time ago.

It turned out to be a congratulatory gift for him... Ling Juebi's practice "Shunhunlu" mainly focuses on the soul, and Anshenmu has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. It is a more suitable auxiliary training material for monks like him.

Thinking of how Luo Fan wanted to get the An Shenmu no matter what, and even offended the fit monk for this, Ling Juebi suddenly felt in a good mood.

Picking up the rosary beads with your fingers, there are ten in total, and each one is engraved with a pattern, which is the pattern on the jade pendant of Luo Wen. Luo Wen once said in the memory illusion that this kind of flower is called Datura, and it looks really beautiful .

Luo Fan is only building a foundation now, and it is not easy to refine the Wannian Anshenmu, let alone carve formations and patterns on it. I am afraid that Luo Fan has been working on this thing for half a year in retreat, and even for a moment No rest, no wonder he came so late and looked sleepy.

Ling Juebi was satisfied, and directly put the rosary beads on his wrist. Previously, Ling Juebi had no expression even when he saw Xingyun, but now he really likes a string of rosary beads that are not very useful (even if the material is special, but Luo is familiar with it) Where the strength is, it is impossible to bring out the role of Anshenmu, so this bead is not very useful to Ling Juebi.), clearly likes Luo Jian's appearance very much, this behavior successfully surprised the sitting monks , they can all feel that Ling Juebi's mood has obviously improved, which is really rare.

Luo Fan was also very surprised by Ling Juebi's behavior, but he didn't think too much about it being his father, and left respectfully after delivering the things, followed by Ye Xiyue and Gui Qian, although their congratulatory gifts were not as good as those The suzerain is precious, but it all contains his own intentions. Ling Juebi was quickly accepted. The first stage of the celebration is over here, but there is still the next stage, and the next stage, Luo Yan's sleepy eyes can't open Open, half a year of high mental exhaustion is no joke, if he is not a monk, he would have died of overwork.

"come over."

Ling Juebi's voice suddenly rang in his ears, Luo Yan heard the voice in a daze and walked over naturally as required, a pulling force came, Luo Yan was caught off guard by Ling Juebi's embrace, and before he could stand up, Ling Juebi Pressing the back of his head, his entire face was buried in Ling Juebi's chest.

"If you're tired, go to bed first."

"But Daddy..."

"Do as I say."

Luo Fan had no choice but to close his eyes, leaning his head on Ling Juebi's chest, the tip of his nose was Ling Juebi's breath, and fell asleep after a while, but he seemed very tired.

If everyone was surprised when they saw Ling Juebi's behavior before, then they are horrified now. When did the ruthless Ling Juebi become so understanding?Is it the wrong way for them to participate in the celebration?It seems that they will have to be more cautious when considering Ling Luo's matter in the future.

Tang Jian was very glad that he didn't meet Luo Fan at this time, otherwise he would never have peace given Luo Fan's position in Ling Juebi's heart, but Hua Gu's face changed a few times, it seems that he also thought of being revenged by Ling Juebi end.

Mu Yi lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, while Ye Xiyue's face darkened. Only Fan Hua glanced at Ling Juebi and Luo Fan a few times with ambiguous eyes, and replied after being noticed by Ling Juebi. With a meaningful smile, his thoughts are naturally not too serious.

Ling Juebi frowned, knowing that Fan Hua was not thinking of anything good without asking.