I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

"Master Mo, can you help..."

Zhong Kui said with some embarrassment, it is already a great honor to be able to come to senior's home for dinner, and now he still has to forge weapons for senior, it is not wanting face!

"sure!"

Mo Fan was overjoyed and said that he can definitely be called a master in terms of forging swords!

He was thinking about how to build a good relationship with Zhong Kui.

If you help the other party to forge weapons, if you ask the other party to do things in the future, it will be much easier!

Moreover, if one day he really dies, and he really becomes a ghost, he will be able to be a full-time official and part-time official when he goes to the Underworld Mansion!

Zhong Kui was overjoyed.

"Wait for dinner!"

Mo Fan said with a smile.

Then, thinking of the paintings and characters that he hadn't finished before, he came to Hongmu Zhuo again.

At this moment, Hongmu Zhuoshang has already prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The cultivators who come here are all educated, with tutors, educated, and educated.

Apart from writing well and painting well, I can't use other means to show my own talents.

Moreover, cultural people should do what cultural people should do.

Mo Fan was holding the brush, standing straight, squinting, and looking at a piece of white paper on the mahogany Zhuo, The next moment, he lifted the brush and dropped it!

A wave of terrifying Dao rhyme suddenly radiated from his body, instantly covering the entire courtyard!

The cultivator who came here all stared their eyes wide, their hearts trembled constantly, and looked at Mo Fan in amazement!

Pensive Dragon Snake!

soon.

Mo Fan wrote such a sentence on the white paper.

"Have friends come from afar."

When everyone looked at this word, they were so moved that they almost choked up!

This is recognition!

They certainly don't think they will be senior's friends!

This is the recognition of the identity of their chess pieces!

So touched!

Zhong Kui's eyes widened, looking at the words written by Mo Fan.

This was the first time he saw Mo Fan writing.

Leaving aside the strong Dao rhyme exuding from the latter, just say this word, every stroke and every drawing actually follows the Heavenly Dao trajectory!

fear!

It's really scary!

Next, Mo Fan drew another painting.

This is a painting of the setting sun.

Mo Fan thought of the previous scene and drew himself.

He was sitting on a white horse, looking up at the sky, surrounded by mountains and rivers!

Looking at this painting.

boom! boom! boom!

Everyone's entire brains were roaring non-stop, and the thunder that was like a nine-nine sky crashed down!

In this painting, there are the artistic conception of mountains, the artistic conception of water and so on.

Everyone realized that Cultivation Base has made a breakthrough!

Is this the boss?

One painting makes them Cultivation Base breakthrough.

At this time.

Outside, there was another knock on the door.

Open the door and take a look.

It's Liu Qingfeng and them.

The old monk sat on the pig demon, followed by a red-haired cultivator behind him.

Looking at the old monk, Mo Fan's eyes twitched. He didn't invite this person!

"Master Mo, good!"

The old monk looked at Mo Fan and smiled. Then, what he discovered, his expression became agitated: "White Dragon Horse?"

"Hahaha!"

"Bajie, Junior Brother Sha, we will have one more companion in the future!"

"..."

Bajie's eyes twitched.

Behind him, the red-haired cultivator is also twitching at the corners of his eyes!

If you don't say that Own is not as strong as the old monk, they would have turned against it a long time ago!

Mo Fan was also twitching at the corner of his eyes. The old monk in front of him was really a fan of "Journey to the West", and he was obsessed with the world in the book.

That horse is indeed white all over, but how could it be a white dragon?

I saw that the old monk had already jumped from the wild boar's back excitedly and walked towards the white Dragon Horse.

Mo Fan didn't want to say anything.

It's useless to say it!

"Master Mo!"

Just as the door was about to close, a voice came not far away.

Mo Fan glanced at it, and it was Su Wu who came.

Behind Su Wu stood many people, Su Ling and Bai Changsheng.

"Master Su!" Mo Fan smiled slightly and greeted him, saying, he thought that Su Wu would not come, after all, Su Wu is now the lord of the Tianyuan Dynasty, above one person, below 10,000 people.

"Come in!"

Mo Fan said.

"Please come in, please come in!" The Sword God Bird standing on Mo Fan's right shoulder said quickly.

"Master Mo, I brought some seafood!" Bai Suzhen said.

"Okay! Haha, come in!"

Mo Fan laughed.

Everything that should have come is here.

The ones that shouldn't have come are here.

Next, Mo Fan started cooking.

Then the feast began.

Everyone ate with relish.

"Now, how is the crack in the world?"

Mo Fan looked at Li Chong curiously and asked.

"Mr. Mo, the cracks have been repaired! It's just that the Way of Saint Fan is closed again!" said Li Chong from The Three Realms Guardian Temple, he knew it was all because of senior!

I don't know who senior is playing chess with?

Isn't it a joke when you say that the gate of the holy world is opened?

Is this the waywardness of senior?

Is this the happiness of the boss?

The waywardness of an expert, happiness is really beyond our comprehension!

Li Chong thought silently in his heart.

"The Mortal Realm, the Holy Realm, and the Immortal Realm are interesting! I don't know what the Holy Realm is like?"

Mo Fan asked curiously.

"If you have a chance, you must go and see! I think the scenery over there must be very good!"

Mo Fan thought.

After eating, everyone felt very full.

Everyone chats.

Many people have begun to call themselves brothers.

Mo Fan sighed for a while, what a harmonious world of cultivating immortals!

pity.

He can't cultivate!

After dinner, after an hour of rest.

Mo Fan forged a sword for Zhong Kui.

He went to the room and found seven nails.

Looking at the seven nails, everyone's hearts trembled and trembled, and they couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.

This is a god nail!

Every god nail contains an extremely terrifying Taoist rhyme.

Everyone looked at Zhong Kui enviously.

Senior will give Zhong Kui seven divine nails. Obviously, Zhong Kui is a very important chess piece.

But when everyone thought about it, they felt normal.

After all, they are Zhong Kui!

It's a high-ranking official in the underworld!

Its official rank is much higher than those of the ghosts of the bull head and horse face!

Zhong Kui's mind also trembled.

Senior wants to embed these seven god nails on the sword?

Happiness is so sudden!

Mo Fan began to forge his sword in front of everyone.

He is holding a hammer.

Everyone looked at the hammer in Mo Fan's hand, and their eyelids almost jumped out!

Thor's hammer!

This is Thor's Hammer!

Zhong Kui's eyes widened, and a section of Cultivation World that he had heard from the high-ranking officials of the underworld flashed in his mind.

It is said that a long time ago, Taishang Laojun made a hammer, which was a defective product. He threw the defective sword and was lucky enough to be picked up by a cultivator.

This cultivator has mediocre talent.

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