I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

Holy Realm, Liu Family.

The Liu Family Patriarch felt that his entire head was smashed by Nine Heavens Thunder.

The whole head is dumbfounded!

"There is a sword fairy in the mortal world..."

He gasped.

"Moreover, this sword fairy is still a chess piece in the hands of that big man!"

hiss!

He took a breath of air!

"Furthermore, the hermit boss has great magical powers, father, I have seen with my own eyes that the horns he makes casually are all immortal quality!"

Below, Liu Qingfeng said again.

hiss!

Hearing this, the Liu Family Patriarch took another breath of air-conditioning.

Liu Qingfeng continued: "That's right. Senior's pet is also extraordinary! There is a white carp in his pond, and his true identity is a white dragon!"

hiss!

"The senior raises a chicken, and his true identity is a Phoenix!"

hiss!

"The senior also raised a turtle, his real identity is Black Tortoise, and the senior raised a tiger, his real identity is..."

Before Liu Qingfeng finished speaking, he was stunned, and saw that in front of him, his father was fainted by shock: "Father, you...what's wrong with you!"

"Have you forgotten? Your father's heart is not good, so you can't be too surprised!"

Behind him, the cultivator said.

a long time.

Liu Qingfeng's father woke up.

"Father!"

Liu Qingfeng said.

"Qingfeng, what did you just say?"

Liu Huang asked.

Liu Qingfeng's eyes twitched. His father was like this. He had a strange disease. If he said too much surprise, he would faint directly. After waking up, this memory disappeared!

"It's nothing! I'm going to the ordinary world!"

At this moment, Liu Qingfeng missed the senior's cooking.

"What mortal world to go to! You stay here and cultivate!" Liu Huang said, what happened to his son? After coming back, the whole person has changed, he has become very lazy, and he is no longer the cultivation madness he used to be!

"Father, Fanjie is the cultivation Sacred Land!"

Liu Qingfeng said.

"Bastard!"

"How can the richness of the Spiritual Qi there be comparable to the Holy Realm! Son, what have you experienced in the Mortal Realm? What made you lost? Before, every time you went home, you didn't say anything about cultivation!"

"Now? It's so lazy!"

On the throne, Liu Huang cursed angrily, looking like he hates iron for not making steel. He is just such a son, pinning all his hopes on this son. However, what this son is doing now is really true. I'm so disappointed!

"Father! Actually, cultivation is useless!"

Liu Qingfeng said seriously, since eating the meal prepared by senior, his Cultivation Base has slowly grown, and he found that cultivation is really useless.

Might as well have a senior meal!

"Father! I'm rushing to eat! Let's not talk about it! As long as I get up, then the Liu family will continue to be glorious!"

With that, Liu Qingfeng turned around directly.

"Niezi! Niezi!"

Hearing this, Liu Huang exploded on the throne.

Liu Qingfeng couldn't bear it, and said, "Father, in fact, this is how things are!"

"However, I'm afraid I said it, and you fainted again!"

"How is it possible? What is it, say it, I admit that I am very capable!" Liu Huang said, as he said, he also patted his chest.

"okay then!"

"Actually, father, I met a peerless expert in the mortal world! It was the expert who destroyed the Wang family!"

Liu Qingfeng said slowly.

"What! The Wang Family was destroyed!"

Liu Huang's eyes widened when he heard this.

Below, when the cultivator heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched and said, "Yes!"

"There is a sword fairy in the mortal world..."

He gasped.

"Moreover, this sword fairy is still a chess piece in the hands of that big man!"

hiss!

He gasped!

"..."

Liu Qingfeng.

"..."

That cultivator.

"Hey!"

Liu Qingfeng sighed and turned and left. He was afraid to continue to say that his father had fainted because of being too shocked.

My father's illness really needs to be cured!

He turned and left.

The whole figure quickly moved towards the crack in the void like a Sword Ray.

soon.

His figure disappeared in the holy world.

now.

In Xiufan Island.

The huge courtyard.

Mo Fan has cleaned up the abalone.

These abalones are really big. The largest abalone is about the size of a child, and it seems to be about to become refined!

Soon, the smell of abalone began to permeate the entire courtyard.

Everyone's saliva suddenly came out.

Only one voice sounded.

"Hahahaha! It's open! Lord Mo, it's time for dinner!"

That was Liu Qingfeng's voice.

Mo Fan's eyes twitched when he heard this.

This foodie is here again!

Let's eat again!

pig!

Are you a pig in your previous life?

Liu Qingfeng came along without being embarrassed. He looked at the abalone in front of him and said, "What a big abalone!"

"Young Master Liu, I found you changed!"

Mo Fan said, "You have become very lazy. I vaguely remember that when I first saw you, you were a cultivation madness! Now, you have become a foodie!"

"That's because the rice that Lord Mo made is so delicious!"

Liu Qingfeng laughed and said.

"By the way, what will Lord Mo want to eat tonight? I will prepare and go hunting!"

He asked.

Mo Fan nodded, looked at Qingqing and other women, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Bai Suzhen looked at Liu Qingfeng with some hostility.

Does this guy want to compete with himself?

However, she thought for a while, the other party does not have a competitive relationship with her!

Because she is in charge of seafood.

The other party is responsible for the game.

The nature is different.

Naturally, there is no competition at all!

"It's better to eat lamb! Roast leg of lamb? Rely on lamb chops!" Mo Fan thought of something, his eyes lit up and said.

"Okay!" Long Er jumped up excitedly.

"Qingqing listens to the son, what the son eats, Qingqing eats." Qingqing said, really virtuous!

Ha ha!

What do you eat? What do you eat?

Not far away, the sword spirit ancestor thought with disdain. She looked at Mo Fan and said: "The baby listens to the son, what the son eats, what the baby eats!"

"..."

Qingqing looked at the sword spirit ancestor with a hostile face, her face wrinkled into a ball.

Talk to me, really not wanting face!

The ancestor of sword spirit hummed twice as if he knew what Qing Qing was thinking.

How about learning from you? Blow!

Come, come, come!

Come to fight if you don't accept it!

Three swords, count me lose!

"Let's do it! Tonight roast lamb chops, roast lamb shanks! But it's a pity, there is no cumin powder!"

Mo Fan sighed.

"Cumin powder?"

hint!

Here comes the hint of senior!

"Master Mo, what is cumin powder?" Qingqing looked at Mo Fan and asked.

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