"Xiaohua, don't worry. With Uncle Chen Mo in, there won't be life-threatening."

Seeing the black impurities in the body, Ji'an was also extremely worried. Looking at Chen Mo, he flashed his pleading eyes. "Uncle Chen Mo, you see Xiaohua is so miserable, you can help her solve the problem. I believe you must have that ability."

Ji'an and Xiaohua don't know that all kinds of signs of Xiaohua are the omen to step into the cultivation of truth.

At this time, Chen Mo is not in a hurry, thinking in his heart. His eyes suddenly look at Xiaohua seriously and ask, "Xiaohua, are you willing to be a practitioner?"

"What is a practitioner?" Floret asked.

Ji'an next to him immediately replied: "Xiaohua, the cultivator is able to fly away from the earth, omnipotent existence, and they can destroy the heaven and the earth with all their actions."

"But What does Uncle Chen Mo really mean Ji'an reached out and scratched the back of his head. Somehow, he felt that Xiaohua was qualified to become a practitioner.

Chen Mo didn't hide it. He said, "Ji'an is right. A true practitioner can fly from the sky to the earth and do anything. But there are only a few people. Most of them are even more powerful than ordinary people. Xiaohua, you have the qualification to cultivate Taoism. Once you choose this road, it will be extremely difficult and dangerous, and even may even die."

Xiaohua looks confused after Chen Mo's words, but she also knows that the cultivation world is very powerful. She can destroy the heaven and the earth with every move. This is how powerful it is.

Even the strongest guy in the village can only kill a wild animal with his bare hands.

Compared with the practitioners, the villagers are unarmed in front of them.

Xiaohua looked at Chen Mo seriously and asked, "Uncle Chen Mo, if I become a spiritual world, will I leave you in the future? After all, I will become a monk who destroys heaven and earth by doing everything, and may not accompany you to play here."

Xiaohua's face is reluctant to give up. She yearns for a strong power, but she doesn't want to leave Chen Mo, because she is as happy as a finch in this period of time with Chen mo.

All of a sudden, in order to become a Xiuzhen world, Xiaohua is extremely reluctant to give up.

Between the cultivator and Chen Mo, she was at a loss for a moment.

Seeing this, Chen Mo reached out and stroked floret's head. "There is no separation in the world. Today's departure is just for a better future. When you become a monk, you can protect the people you want to protect. Maybe this is the loneliness of the strong."

As soon as Chen Mo's voice dropped, Xiaohua seemed to understand the meaning of it, and affirmed to Chen Mo: "I must become a practitioner and be able to move mountains and fill the sea. At that time, I can protect Uncle Chen Mo, and I will be able to stand out and let elder brother Chen Mo wear a hat for me, which is a spectacular scene."

Finish saying this, the small flower goes to the idea already to have already decided, but also has the color that does not give up.

Ji'an on one side envies looking at floret and becoming a cultivator. Naturally, he also has this idea.

Moreover, his sister has become a practitioner. As a brother, how can he not compare with his sister.

It's not. It makes people laugh.

Therefore, Ji'an was embarrassed to look at Chen Mo and said, "Uncle Chen Mo, my sister can also become a practitioner. I wonder if you look at me, can I also become a cultivator?"

Ji'an says incoherently and looks directly at Chen mo.

"Uncle Chen Mo, you also let my brother become a monk. I beg you."

Knowing that she can become a practitioner, Xiaohua looks forward to looking at Chen mo.

However, Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Xiaohua, do you know why there are more than 100 people in the village who can only become a cultivator, because you have spiritual roots and can directly absorb the spirit of heaven and earth. Ji'an is strong, but he has no spiritual roots."

"But...!" Xiaohua still wants to talk. Ji'an next to her holds the flower and pretends to smile: "sister, I'm ok. If you become a practitioner, I can accompany Uncle Chen mo. after all, Uncle Chen Mo is alone here. I don't want to see him alone."

After listening to this, Xiaohua also felt reasonable, nodded and affirmed: "brother, don't worry, as long as I become a practitioner, I will find a way to make you become a practitioner."

"And you're right. Uncle chenmo is so lonely here."

Immediately, Xiaohua and Ji'an reach an agreement, one to be a practitioner, the other to stay with Chen mo.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mo has mixed feelings.

Perhaps even he did not expect that things would come so suddenly.

However, since they have made a decision, Chen Mo is not easy to change.

Xiaohua looked up at Chen Mo and asked, "Uncle Chen Mo, you haven't told me how to become a monk after all this time?"

Chen Mo looked up with a smile and said calmly, "don't worry. You have spiritual roots. Before half a column of incense, someone will come to take you to the cultivation world."

Chen Mo's words are not groundless. The small forces in the spiritual world are struggling to find monks with spiritual roots. They have to retreat and seek the next best. They come to the place where ordinary people gather to find the monks who can open the spiritual roots. If they are lucky, they can find the peerless genius.Many disciples of small forces are willing to look for Xiaohua, a young girl with spiritual roots. It's just like building jade with ease.

Moreover, Xiaohua is just over five years old. After Chen Mo's training, she not only knows the book and etiquette, but also has a strong physique. From all aspects, it can be regarded as perfect, without dirt and dust.

Originally, Chen Mo could cultivate florets himself.

But he knows that some roads are destined for Xiaohua to go alone. As for the height of her future, Chen Mo is not sure, but she will go further than her peers.

Because Chen Mo is the most powerful one of the practitioners, how can the flowers in his hands be useless.

Half incense time!

Xiaohua half believe, think that there is still half a column of incense time to leave, Meimu looks at Chen Mo and Ji'an, heart is reluctant to give up the idea, and at this time, the sky appears Guanghua, but see a gorgeous woman standing tall in the air.

Her long hair is floating, her face is like peach blossom, her eyebrows are like bead curtains, her eyes are born with noble color, and her jade hands are as white as frost, waving slightly, the wind and cloud all change color.

From a distance, a woman is like a fairy in the sky. She has the noble temperament of not eating people's fireworks, but she is extremely cold. At the same time, her every smile is like the incarnation of holiness, which makes people dare not to blaspheme, and her heart is unnatural and full of awe.

Floret and Ji'an fixed their eyes, a heart is about to come out, a pair of eyes looking at the woman is worship of the eyes.

"It's so powerful, is this the one who cultivates the truth? If one day I can be a character like her, I believe no one in the world will ever hurt Uncle Chen Mo again. "

Xiaohua is crazy to say this, and her heart is yearning for it. Originally, she didn't believe that there would be people who would do anything to destroy the heaven and earth, but now she does.

There are definitely people like that in the world.

Xiaohua side of Ji'an, the eyes are across a touch of dejected, low head to all is the psychology of inferiority.

"Sister, I grew up with you. You know how much I want to grow old with you and Uncle Chen mo. now you are about to become a monk. You are far away from me. To me How cruel it is to uncle chenmo. "

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