Chapter 232： I have an aura

Explaining Weiwei, this name reveals the taste familiar to the soul. Although he survived for thousands of years, his memory is very clear. He never remembered that he knew a child named "Mo Fan".

"Will you follow me?"

"Yes." Mo Fan asked, "Was I going to follow you for a long time?"

"Yes, it's been a long time." Xi Shi's thoughts amused = "Maybe, when you can come back, your father and mother are old."

"How long? If it's a long time, I want to tell my father and mother to let them not worry about me. I am a person who wants to be a magician and can accept separation." Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, a look of determination on his face.

Parable touched his head, "Ten years."

Mo Fansong sighed, "When I get home, I will grow up. My father and mother must be very happy to see that I have learned something."

"So confident? What if you don't learn well?"

"As long as I work hard, there is nothing I can't do. I have talent, perseverance, and if I persist, I will definitely learn. Those who complain about mediocre talent and average strength just because they don't pay enough."

Children are young and mature in mind. Some teenagers do not have a thorough understanding of children. All I can say is, is it worth having a "mind"?

Through those determined eyes, Bu Shi saw himself in the other's eyes. That face was himself, perhaps not seen for a long time.

"Can you see what I look like?"

"Yes," Mo Fan wondered, "why can't you see?"

When you are released on a trip, you will have a blind eye on your body. Those who have seen him will only remember to see such a person, but they will not remember him.

Therefore, the reason why the fantasy world has not seen him for a long time depends more on his means. After all, he wasn't really able to stay on the Xuefeng for hundreds of years. Almost, Buddhism would come out and walk for a breakthrough.

What can confuse everyone will not be low-level illusions. Unexpectedly, Mo Fan was not blocked.

Mo Fan refers to some of his peers who have been physically affected. "Are they in a fantasy?"

"Correct."

"Then why don't I feel?" Mo Fan didn't understand at this moment.

"Because you have a 'mind'."

"Mind?"

"Well," Xi Shi glanced at the hourglass, leaving only a thin layer on the upper floor. "I'll take you back first, and then I will teach you carefully."

"OK." Mo Fan agreed immediately.

Mo Fan was so decisive, Bai Shi couldn't help asking, "Don't you want to say goodbye to your parents?"

Mo Fan shook his head. "The next time they see me, they will be a different me."

Explaining that frosty face was soft and soft, "close your eyes."

Mo Fan said in accordance with his words, and closed his clear and ignorant eyes with tough eyes. The long Jie Yu swept by, leaving a thick shadow in vain.

He hasn't held a child, but he stiffly and carefully holds the child with his leg bent in his arms. There was no wave in his face, but the meaning of protection could be seen in his movements.

The Mo clan who was waiting outside the door was respectful and quiet, anxious in his heart, but there was no strange outflow.

After a gust of wind, the gate of the ancestral hall opened slowly. A stream of coolness lingered in the mind, and the children still in the illusion all woke up and were amazed.

They were in the illusion family, and they were dazzled from their ears. When you see the people outside the door, you know that everything before that was illusory.

The children were still a little confused, and rushed out of the hall to dig into their parents' arms. However, neither of their parents focused on their children, and stared at the hall of the ancestral hall.

In the middle, the hourglass has fallen, and two lines of words emerge from the center of the abrupt, nothingness.

——The person has been taken away, and will return to the clan ten years later.

It's Mo Fan.

This candidate was expected by the Mo people. Although he regretted that his child could not follow the practice, there was no jealousy.

Even some parents were relieved. For ten years, I can't see my child's most important growth stage, which is obviously uncomfortable.

Knowing that this is the best choice for Mo Fan, it is a step that the other party must go through in the process of becoming a strong man.

The other children left home after leaving school, left their parents, and went out to practice, but their children are so small, but they will not see their own parents in the next ten years.

Mo Fan was educated since he was a child to become a powerful illusionist. The difficulties and obstacles that he may encounter, he had already laid the groundwork when he was governor. But when this day really arrives, Mo Fu Mo Mu can't help worrying.

The thought of his child spending ten years on the deserted Xuefeng, Mo Fu Mo Mu was a sad heart. When the night is quiet, will Xiaofan cry alone?

"Don't worry too much either, since Master Xi Shi is willing to accept Xiao Fan as an apprentice, he will take good care of him." The Patriarch of the Mo clan comforted.

Mo Fu Mo Mu smiled, pressed the worry in his heart, "I had thought about it, but I was a bit reluctant."

The Mo tribe sighed and patted Mo's father's shoulder in an understandable way. After a while, the two should figure it out. Suddenly, it was unpredictable, and my mind was disordered and normal.

When the elders checking the ancestral hall entered the hall, he saw a small figure in the corner not moving, and frowned and instructed, "Why are you still here, come out, the ancestral hall is closing."

Coming out of the illusion, the so-called apprenticeship ceremony has ended, but he has not seen the figure of the other party. Moser is unwilling, why is Moser still? Does the old man's fantasy have any effect on Mo Fan?

If it is already acting on the other person, why can Mo Fan not be affected?

The cluttered thoughts and questions kept him from following the children out of the ancestral hall, but stayed where they were. It wasn't until the elders came in to investigate and saw what Mo Zeyi looked like, a frown on his face, and a loud scolding, before waking up.

Moser looked down, and walked out slowly. The elder gave him a slight glance, and then came out of the ancestral hall, nodded toward the steward, and the ancestral hall door closed again and again.

Next time, I don't know when it will open.

On top of Xuefeng.

"Open your eyes."

Mo Fan opened his eyes, but for a moment, he was already in another place.

The next moment, he leaned more and more into the arms of Yu Shi. After a brief explanation, he was about to let him go, but he heard Mo Fan whisper, "cold."

The peaks of Xuefeng are covered with snow all year round and the temperature is scary. Explain that you are not afraid of the heat and heat, so you don't feel bad, but Mo Fan is not. He was just an ordinary person, and came to such a place suddenly, his hands and feet froze instantly.

"I was negligent."

Just raised his eyes, the snow fell into scattered petals, and the ground was covered with grass flowers. A beautiful peach blossom emerged from the soil, and a row of little birds and birds flew from the distance, howling on the branches .

The severe cold faded, and the warm breath reappeared. Mo Fan poked his head out of the arms of Xi Shi, and watched the beautiful scenery like an illusion without blinking.

"Master, is this also an illusion?" Since Ji Shi agreed to accept him as an apprentice, it would not be too much to call Master.

Explained the first.

"It's amazing. I don't really feel cold." Mo Fan was excitedly looking down, looking at it, touching it, looking like a child. Suddenly, he turned to look at Ji Shi, "Master, when can I be as good as you?"

"Within ten years."

But it is a slightly more advanced blinding method, and it is also worth such surprise? With such thoughts in mind, Xiushi's eyes were wrapped in pampering.

Although Mo Fan doesn't feel cold, but this is just a blindfold, after all, Mo Fan is a child who is not affected by the wind and snow.

Biao Shi unearthed the long-used household appliances, but there were no clothes suitable for children, only some precious fur.

For him, the cave was just a place for self-cultivation. He never imagined that someone would come here to live with himself, with a single stone bed in the cave for relaxation.

The fur was layered on top of one another to relieve his carelessness. He hugged Mo Fan into bed, wrapped his body in a thick coat, and exclaimed, "I'll go out once, you can lie in bed, don't come down, it's cold outside, I'll be right back."

Mo Fan's little face was getting smaller among the white hairs, and his nose was red, leaving a trace of cold air.

Xi Shi thought that raising a child seemed good.

Take out a tender jade card from the storage space, tie a red rope, and hang it on Mo Fan's neck. Put it in, "This is warm jade, it can drive cold, and you need to wear it personally."

Mo Fan smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Master."

The blame slipped down the fur on Mo Fan's head, got up and walked out of the hole. After a while, he disappeared.

"Fanfan." The system popped up as soon as he was released.

"It's really cold here." Mo Fan's small body shrunk in the quilt, and the whole person became more pitiful.

"What about Fanfan?"

"My old attacker will never freeze me to death." Mo Fan was very heartless.

system:……

"Fan Fan, why must the protagonist live here? He can take you to a warm place to learn illusions."

"Don't you watch the plot carefully?" Mo Fan said silently. "The colder the place, the better it is for illusion practice."

system:……

It only cares about playing games. Anyway, in the end, everything will be done. It is used to being a cute little cute.

"Forget it, once he comes back, you can't show up, it's the same without seeing the plot."

"Fan Fan, next time I will study the plot well ..." The system silenced before finishing. Mo Fan looked up and saw that the man had returned.

"Master is back so soon?"

The child's eyes became sparkling because of surprise, and he let his fingers move, but he couldn't hold back and touched him. He contented, "Well. Forget that you are mortal, can not escape from the grain, not cold and summer. Here is good for your cultivation, and forbearance, you can be fearless if you cultivate successfully."

Mo Fan's focus is not on these. "Mortal? Isn't Master mortal?"

Pardon paused, “Being a teacher is a little different and you will know it later.”

So Mo Fan didn't ask again.