I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

Li Beilu looked at Own's father dumbfounded.

Do you even need to know the time when an expert goes to the latrine?

He really doesn't know this!

"Cheating!"

Li Cailu was speechless for a while when she learned that Li Beilu didn't even know the time when the master went to the latrine.

"Father, is this important?"

Li Beilu asked, and at the same time seeing his father's expression like this, he was extremely worried.

"Of course it's important! We are not entirely master pieces, we are just investigating chess!"

Li Cailu said heavily.

"Huh? Daddy, why do you see it?"

Li Beilu looked dazed.

Up to now, it is not actually a chess piece next to Gao Ren!

It's too difficult to be a master's pawn!

"You are still young. Although you have inherited the way of licking dogs, you won't listen to what people say!"

Li Cailu touched his own beard, and immediately, his eyes flashed brightly, and said: "Master, I told me before, since I like to drink so much, why don't you take a few bags?"

"The first point!"

He held up a finger, and became more excited as he spoke, as if he had discovered a new world.

At the same time, he shouted in his heart: "Yes, it must be like this!"

"The first half sentence, since you like to drink so much!"

"Why do I like to drink tea? I rarely drink tea! But why does an expert say that?"

He looked at Li Beilu and asked.

Seeing Li Beilu looked confused.

He couldn't help sighing, and said: "Hey! Son, I will make pig brain soup for you every day when I go back, so that you can make up for it."

"..."

Li Beilu.

"The expert means that since I want to be my pawn, it depends on the next performance!"

"Why are there a few packets of tea? That is a test! As long as the test is successful, there will be more rewards!"

Li Cailu's eyes flickered, he looked at own son, his face solemnly said: "Son, son, in the future, you must understand the meaning of an expert!"

"Before, you also hit and bumped by mistake! The expert didn't let you cultivate that Cultivation Technique at all! It's just that the expert wants to see your hard work!"

"Yes!"

Li Beilu nodded heavily, and at the same time, he felt that he was too brain-burning to follow the expert, and his brain was almost not enough.

Master, master, can't you speak directly?

Give up a big circle!

Mengxin is so hard!

"Well, hurry up and get ready for tonight's event!"

Li Cailu said solemnly.

...

As night falls, the bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight is pouring down.

Xianrenju.

Mo Fan, Qingqing, Long'er walked out and found Li Beilu and his son standing respectfully.

"I really bother you!"

Mo Fan said, these two cultivators are really polite.

"It's my honor to be able to walk with Lord Mo without bothering and worrying about it."

Li Beilu said flatly, and quickly dumped a horse out.

"Yes! Lord Mo!"

Li Cailu quickly said.

Mo Fan was already a little numb to the two horses and didn't care anymore. He said, "Where will I go?"

"Go to the street that day, Xuanyuan Street."

"Today is the Xuanyuan Festival!"

"It's very lively there. Many mortals and cultivators will go there."

Li Beilu said with a smile.

"Okay, Qingqing, Long Er, let's go!"

Mo Fan said with a smile.

Qingqing walked on his left.

Ryuuji walked on his right.

soon.

A group of people appeared on the street.

Here, the excitement is extraordinary.

"It's casting Kongming Lantern."

Mo Fan looked at the front, said, showing interest, looked at Qingqing, and said: "Qingqing, Longer, let's put a Kongming lantern together!"

"Okay, Lord Mo!"

Qingqing said.

"Fun!"

Long Er said.

Looking at the three people who left, Li Beilu was confused, looked at his father beside him, and asked, "Father, what do you mean by Gao Ren?"

"I'm thinking about it too!"

Li Cailu looked at Li Beilu speechlessly, and said, "How easy is it to figure out the words of an expert?"

"You write this down!"

"understand!"

Li Cailu nodded heavily.

Kongming lanterns, also known as sky lanterns, commonly known as wishing lanterns and praying lanterns, are ancient handicrafts.

Mo Fan bought a Kongming lantern and planned to write a wish on it.

What should I write?

"Yes!"

Thinking about it, Mo Fan took out a brush and wrote a sentence on Kong Ming Deng.

"From the longevity, from the longevity."

Coming into this world, Mo Fan knew that the biggest wish of these cultivators was to live forever.

However, is longevity such an easy thing?

Heavenly Dao has Samsara, how can there be longevity in this world?

This is just a sigh from him.

Behind.

Qingqing and Longer's eyes widened!

senior!

Did you finally admit it?

Really hammered! Really hammered!

now.

Li Beilu, Li Cailu came, seeing this sentence, the brain roared!

Senior has got the way of longevity?

Damn it!

Senior is a cultivator for several centuries?

Senior, what is the purpose of coming here?

Who is the enemy of senior?

What kind of earth-shattering chess is senior playing?

Mengxin shivering!

"Master, is there really a cultivator in this world who can cultivate longevity?" At this moment, not far away, a scholar walked slowly.

He looked at Mo Fan and asked casually, just because he saw the words written by Mo Fan, he asked Cai Cai.

Mo Fan was speechless.

"How can mortals know if there is a cultivator to achieve longevity in the next class?"

Mo Fan said.

Behind him, Long Er's heart trembled wildly.

You bad old man is very pregnant, I believe you are a ghost!

"..."

Li Beilu and Li Cailu were equally trembling.

Senior, senior, you can't be so humble!

"The reason why I wrote this is just a sigh!"

Mo Fan said again.

"What are you sighing for?" asked the scholar. He was full of books. Over the years, he had read the scriptures and read many books about longevity.

"I think cultivators are all pursuing something ethereal and nihilistic!"

"Heavenly Dao has Samsara, how can people live forever?"

"I remember a book I read!"

"That's what it says in the book!"

Mo Fan said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Mo Fan.

The scholar also looked at Mo Fan and asked curiously: "What's written in the book?"

"That's how it is written!"

Mo Fan slowly said, "I thought I would be immortal, so I could live forever."

"I thought I had become a demon, but the troubled times could be disputed."

"I thought that if I became a Buddha, I could be isolated from the world."

"But I am a person after all."

"There is no immortality."

"There is no dispute in troubled times."

"There is no isolation."

"There is only one dirty world."

"Let me stay alive."

As soon as this remark came out.

Everyone trembled.

There was a terrible Taoist rhyme on Mo Fan's body!

f*ck!

Talk about the rhyme!

senior, do you still say that you don't know about longevity?

Believe you a ghost!

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