As for his life star, chen fan thinks that it is not so simple, but now his cultivation is too low to touch so many secrets.
Now, it is Chen Fan's biggest secret. It's on the same level as the things he came through. He can't let anyone know, even the closest ones.
After all, if everyone knows that Chen fan has ten times the speed of practice, then he is not a changed cauldron. Who wants to take it?
So for his own safety, chen fan must be deeply hidden.
Fortunately, the star has no substance and can be transformed into any image. Even if it appears in front of everyone, it will not show its original appearance. This is equivalent to solving Chen Fan's big trouble.
Having figured out these, chen fan also understood why Mu Yunhai was worried.
After all, he didn't know what Chen Fan's life star was. Now that Li Haoran has three levels of life star and has been promoted to the martial arts level, he is a little nervous about the decisive battle three months later.
Looking at Mu Yunhai firmly, Chen Fan said: "master, you don't have to worry about, which step is not full of thorns in the road of martial arts cultivation. If I chen fan can't even win a little Li Haoran, I won't have the face to continue the road of martial arts."
At this moment, chen fan's whole body up and down the hole shoots out the incomparable momentum, unexpectedly is even the wooden cloud sea body shape one shock.
"After three months, I will take his head. This is my obsession with Chen fan."
"Good!" Mu Yunhai has been infected by Chen Fan's firmness at the moment. He suddenly patted the wooden table beside him and immediately said, "fan'er, you have such confidence. I'm very glad to be a teacher. No matter what you encounter in the future, I will definitely stand beside you firmly."
Such an exchange finally dispelled the doubts in Mu Yunhai's heart. At this moment, Mu Yunhai was heroic and dry, and looked at his disciples with infinite pride in his heart.
But then, as if thinking of something else, he sighed.
Chen Fan took a look at Mu Yunhai. He knew that his master might have experienced many things that he did not want to mention. As a disciple, chen fan thought he should help Mu Yunhai share some of the things.
"If you have anything you want to say, you can tell your disciples. It's useless to keep it in your heart."
Mu Yunhai sighed and looked at Chen Fan happily. Finally, he said the words that had been oppressed in his heart for more than ten years.
In fact, Mu Yunhai originally had a family, and he was a good couple envied by everyone in tianwu college.
I have a lovely son.
But on a thunderstorm night 15 years ago, on a thunderstorm night, Mu Yunhai was about to break through the Wuling realm in the iron forest. However, his wife and son were killed by his enemies who had sneaked into tianwu. Although Mu Yunhai later left the college and killed all his enemies, he still could not find the real behind the scenes.
Despondent, he no longer asked about the world, ready to survive in the network.
At the same time, he also resented himself. If he didn't break through that rainy night, would everything not have happened?
But the more you think about it, the faster Mu Yunhai's accomplishments will be promoted. It seems that God is making a mockery of him. He was not so talented, but he reached the peak of martial spirit in more than ten years.
But what's the matter? What's lost can never be got again.
At this moment, chen fan only felt that Mu Yunhai was a little old again. He raised his head and stroked his cheek. He opened his mouth and said, "if my son is still alive, I'm afraid I'm as tall as you. You should also be the best friends..."
with a drop of muddy old tears flowing, chen fan finally knows why Mu Yunhai has always cared for himself so much.
Because he had already regarded himself as his dead son.