I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

Chapter 251

"Ask what love in the world is, and teach life and death." With Mo Fan's sigh.

Suddenly, the four beauties and ghosts couldn't help but ran to Mo Fan's side.

They looked at Mo Fan affectionately, and their faces were obsessed.

Behind.

Bai Changsheng and others admire the high level of senior's means of picking up girls!

high! It's really high!

Really deserves to be senior!

Mo Fan just felt it. He looked at the guqin ahead and thought of something, and said, "Girls, I also play a piece of music, how about?"

"The son can still play the piano?"

Female Ghost's eyes lit up and looked at Mo Fan.

Not only can I recite and write poetry, but also play the piano. Where can I find such a man?

Not only her, but the other three beauties and the ghosts also think so.

What a pity!

If you were alive, that would be great!

"Understand a little."

Mo Fan said modestly, then walked slowly, sat next to the guqin, and put the guqin on his legs.

"My son, we will dance for you."

The four female ghosts said in unison.

The corners of Qingqing and Jian Ling's ancestors twitched.

It seems that their master is still very carefree!

Mo Fan smiled slightly, and then began to play the piano.

He gently put his hands on the strings.

Those are very white and slender fingers.

Four beauties, ghosts are dancing beside Mo Fan! The dancing posture is moving.

As Mo Fan's fingers fell, a clear and pleasant sound of the guqin was heard.

Flicking.

Mo Fan thought a lot.

Before that, the war was raging, and the creatures were disgraced.

Many soldiers of the Tianyuan Dynasty sacrificed their precious lives in order to protect their families and the country.

He couldn't help thinking of a poem.

"Calling the Soul" by Qu Yuan.

This poem mourns and praises the dead souls of Chu soldiers who died for their country.

He read the poem aloud while playing the piano.

"I am honest and clean, and I am obedient to righteousness and not sorrowful."

"..."

"Zhan Zhanjiang is full of water, and there are maples on it."

"The eyes are so long that I hurt Chun's heart."

"The soul is back, sad Jiangnan!"

With Mo Fan recite.

Suddenly, the surrounding cultivators only felt a buzzing in their minds, and the sound of Dao Yun resounded throughout their brains, reverberating!

The other side.

There was a sound of fighting in the river.

shore.

"Bajie, come on!"

An old monk shouted, his expression excited.

Void.

The pig demon is in a fierce battle with a cultivator.

The cultivator is wearing a yellow brocade straight belt. He has long red hair, windless, his eyes glowing, and a string of nine skulls hung around his neck.

"Sha Wujing, don't fight, go to the Western Heavens with me to learn the scriptures!"

On the shore, the old monk shouted.

"roll!"

The cultivator yelled.

"Stop resisting!"

"This cultivator, don't irritate this old monk!" The pig demon said to the cultivator.

"roll!"

cultivator scolded.

The corners of his eyes kept twitching.

This man and a demon came here and kept brainwashing him.

Especially this monk.

He was so upset to say it.

Said that he was the general of the upper realm, because he accidentally smashed the glass cup, violated the sky, and was demoted to the lower realm!

I'm so awesome, how could I not know?

He is not at all!

How can it be so awesome.

At this moment, he was holding the treasure stick and slapped towards the pig demon in front of him: "Damn pig demon!"

"Cultivator, follow us! I'm so annoyed by this old monk on the way, you can help me share some pressure!" said the pig demon.

"roll!"

The red-haired cultivator's eyes twitched and he fought directly with the pig demon.

"Bajie, come on! It's unscientific! According to the "Journey to the West", your strength should be much stronger than Wujing! Could it be that Wujing has been hiding the Cultivation Base?"

"Actually, Wu Jing is the most powerful person?"

The old monk kept talking, his eyes lit up suddenly, bright like Star, as if he had discovered a new world, and he danced with excitement: "Hahahaha! I know! I know!"

"Human design! This is human design!"

"Xiao Wujing, this is the character set given to you by an expert! In fact, your strength is very strong, but your character set must be made by the masses. You have to be upright and selfless and work hard! Do you know?"

"Wu Jing! I'm talking to you!"

The old monk shouted.

"roll!"

The red-haired cultivator's eyes twitched, staring at the old monk, he was going to be mad by the old monk!

The other party kept buzzing in his ear like a fly.

At this moment, he was a bit pitiful for the pig demon in front of him!

The pig demon cried and said, "You finally feel the same way!"

"Difficult! I am too difficult!"

"Little Wujing! Say it again!"

The old monk squinted his eyes.

"roll!"

The red-haired cultivator said rudely.

"good!"

The old monk slowly stood up, his hands folded, The next moment, he suddenly raised his head, staring at the red-haired cultivator in front of him.

See this scene.

The pig demon shivered, and his mind was trembling: "Come here, here again!"

"Since you can't let you voluntarily accompany me to Xitian to learn the scriptures, then I can only force you!"

The old monk said slowly.

"..."

When the redhead cultivator heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched.

What is the reason for this?

The golden light flashed in his eyes, as if he was a different person. He looked at the red-haired cultivator and shouted, "Small carving skills, how dare you make an axe!"

"Dawei Tianlong!"

"Da Luo Fa curse!"

"Prajna Buddhas!"

"Pharaoh Bamakong!"

boom!

A palm fell.

The whole figure of the red-haired cultivator flew out directly.

now.

The old cultivator rushed out and asked directly, "Will you accompany me to Xitian to learn the scriptures?"

The red-haired cultivator was finally scared by the majesty of the old cultivator and stopped struggling.

...

Mo Fan was still playing the guqin. He was dressed in white, not stained with dust.