Retired shadow guard's guide to raising cubs

The physique of a cultivator is very comparable.

Mu Jinnian's body would take a hundred days of traumatic injury on ordinary people, but it would only take a day's rest and would not affect his actions.

Mo Ran withdrew his spiritual power: "Your injury is fine, we will leave tomorrow."

Mu Jinnian didn't feel happy about his internal injuries, but instead looked at the man in black who came out of the room, and asked, "What's the matter with him?"

"He's with us."

Mu Jinnian disagreed: "But he is the shadow guard of the Mu family, so he will get in the way." He thought of those people brought back by Mo Ran on the mountain, "You won't be soft-hearted and want to let him go?"

This is where Mu Jinnian complained about Mo Ran.

It's fine if you don't have the arrogance of a top expert, and your heart is still soft-hearted.

Practice all the way and compete with the sky.

With such an indecisive temperament, how can he go so far in cultivation...

Oh, he forgot.

This person is already a master of nine days, one tops one, so he can naturally do whatever he wants.

Mu Jinnian snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Mo Ran didn't know why Mu Jinnian suddenly changed his attitude, he only thought that he was a young man: "It's not because of a soft heart. I use the technique of soul-stirring to capture his soul, so that he can make him obey."

Knowing that he had misunderstood, Mu Jinnian's eyes flashed, and he retorted loudly: "The shadow guards of the Mu family have been trained rigorously, and they have long been prepared for the spell of soul-stirring. Who knows when this shadow guard will start from your spell?" Get out of it! It's better to kill it, and it's over."

Mo Ran patiently explained: "In the final analysis, it is a competition of spiritual consciousness. The shadow guards have undergone inhuman training, so their sea consciousness is indeed stronger than ordinary low-level monks, but they are far from my opponent, unless he reveals himself The spiritual consciousness is seeking its own death, and it is impossible to break free from my technique."

Not to mention that Mo Ran's cultivation base is much higher than this Shadow Guard's, even if his cultivation base is the same, Mo Ran's self-awareness, this Shadow Guard's spiritual strength is far inferior to his own.

He glanced at the shadow guard who was stunned like a wooden man in the corner of his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his dark eyes, and continued: "What's more, he failed to reveal himself when he performed the spell. late."

It was getting late at this time, Mo Ran stretched out his hand to pack up his things and leave: "It's getting late, you should go earlier,"

Mu Jinnian's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes fixed on the hand that Mo Ran stretched out, his back was stiff, his body lost control, he stood stiffly and couldn't move.

Just for a moment, he felt the aura on Mo Ran's body was suddenly dark and terrifying, as if he had fallen into the abyss of hopelessness.

Mo Ran noticed the boy's abnormality, and then realized that what he did just now was a bit sloppy: "Sorry."

He withdrew all the coercion and retreated a little further away from Mu Jinnian: "It was my negligence."

Amin and the others have never practiced, so they only feel a little cold.Therefore, Mo Ran didn't shy away from using spiritual power, and it became a habit after a long time.

Therefore, he ignored the difference between Mu Jinnian and them for a while: "You go to bed earlier, we will leave early tomorrow morning."

After all, Mo Ran took the Mu family Yingwei away.

After Mo Ran left for a long time, Mu Jinnian finally recovered from his fear.

This is a strong man, but with just a little breath, he is like an ant and can only be caught without a fight.

He slapped the bed angrily.

The difference between immortals and ordinary people is like clouds and mud, so what is the difference between him and Mo Ran!

Hearing Mo Ran's knock on the door, Mu Jinnian jumped up after not having a good rest all night, rushed to the door and opened it, and yelled out the words he had been thinking about all night: "Mo Ran, I will definitely become stronger than you!"

After yelling, he saw that the person outside the door was a strong man with five big and three thick heads. He was stunned for a moment, and quickly raised his guard: "Who are you?"

"Ink dye." The visitor said concisely.

Mu Jinnian's eyes widened in disbelief: "Mo Ran?"

Mo Ran carefully restrained the coercion, and the spiritual power was released as soon as it was released.

This was enough for Mu Jinnian to confirm his identity.

"Should you use your spiritual power to change your appearance?"

Then Mu Jinnian shook his head and denied, "Impossible. If that's the case, there must be fluctuations in spiritual power..."

Mu Jinnian's eyes darkened, or maybe it was because his strength was too low to notice.

"I didn't use my spiritual power, it's just some camouflage." Mo Ran took out the things he had prepared, "The Mu family's pursuers are wandering around in this area, so doing some camouflage will save you a lot of trouble. You can't use your spiritual power now, This camouflage will not burden your body."

Mo Ran picked up the dark foundation and carefully applied it evenly on Mu Jinnian's face.

Then picked up the black charcoal pencil, leaned closer, and carefully outlined the boy's sharp eyebrows.

Mu Jinnian closed his eyes and let the man smear on his face.

Sight is lost, and the rest of the senses are magnified.

The snorting that is close at hand hits the ears one after another, and it is a little itchy, and the ears are inexplicably hot and uncomfortable.

Mu Jinnian couldn't help but tilt his head.

The charcoal pen that Mo Ran dropped suddenly made a crooked line, and he softly shouted: "Don't move."

Mu Jinnian put his head back to the original position, and in order to distract some attention, he asked casually: "Mo Ran, this camouflage technique seems to be a mortal trick, how can you do this?"

Mo Ran's subordinates kept saying, "I accidentally saved a shadow guard. In order to repay my kindness, he taught me."

"What about the Shadow Guard?"

"After he recovered from his injuries, he left."

"You haven't gone to him?"

"...I did. I followed him down the mountain, and he died not long after."

According to the rules set by Mo Ran, if someone leaves the mountain by himself, he will not interfere.

But, maybe it was the shadow guard who reminded him of his past, made him follow the shadow guard all the way, and saw the shadow guard abandoned by his master, and died in the mission as a dead soldier.

This was the shadow guard's choice, and Mo Ran didn't intervene anymore, but he was a little bit perplexed when Amin shouted that he wanted to see the big brother in black.

"Dead? Didn't you save this man for nothing?"

"Everyone has their own fate, I can only save him for a while, but not for a lifetime."

Only save those who want to live, because those who want to die are not saved by him.

"That's right. But the shadow guards are just weapons, they don't have emotions, they only know how to obey orders. It would be a waste of effort to save them... Hiss, take it easy."

Mo Ran's breath stagnates, he loses strength in his hand, and squeezes the charcoal pencil into two sections: "Sorry..." He retracts his hand, throws the broken charcoal pencil aside, takes another one, and continues to draw the eyebrows.

"Shadow Guards...are weapons, do you think so?"

It's a matter of course, Mu Jinnian doesn't understand why there is anything to ask: "Isn't it like this? There are many families of the Nine Heavens Cultivation Sect, and many of them raise shadow guards. Compared with normal children, they are quick to train, easy to replenish, and cheap. It’s not a big loss, but it’s still possible.” Speaking of this, Mu Jinnian laughed at himself, “It’s really convenient to be able to do some private things.”

"Really..." The sound was so soft that even Mu Jinnian, who was close at hand, didn't hear it.

The room just fell silent.

I do not know how long it has been.

Mo Ran took back the pen and said, "It's done."

Mu Jinnian complained nonchalantly: "This camouflage technique actually takes so much time..."

Mo Ran transformed into a water mirror and pushed it in front of Mu Jinnian.

"Mortal tricks, are...whether...spiritual..." Mu Jinnian looked at the person in the water mirror, momentarily speechless.

He tilted his head, and the person in the mirror also tilted his head.

Mu Jinnian raised his eyebrows again, meeting the eyes of the person in the mirror.

This is... him?

Mu Jinnian stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his brow, but afraid of ruining the makeup.

Spiritual power nourishes the physical body, and most of the immortals are beautiful.

Mu Jinnian's appearance was more like his mother's, and his appearance was upright, but a little softer.

The person in the mirror has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, full of heroic spirit, exactly what Mu Jinnian is most satisfied with.

"Get ready to go." Following Mo Ran's words, the water mirror was scattered invisible.

Mu Jinnian raised his hand to stop him, but only stopped him in vain: "Here..." Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard Mo Ran's words, and then remembered the business. He coughed, "That's all. Let's go. Oh yes, Where is the shadow guard from the Mu family?"

"I have asked him to wait at the foot of the mountain first."

Mu Jinnian couldn't control things, so the two walked on foot.

Just walking halfway up the mountain, Mo Ran suddenly stopped.

Together with Mo Ran, Mu Jinnian turned to look at the woods: "Who is it? Come out!"

"...Little brother, Master Ran..." Amin walked out step by step, smiling embarrassedly.

"Why are you!" Mu Jinnian was dissatisfied.

This trip is full of dangers, what does this little fool want to do?

A mortal should be like a mortal.Always overthinking one's abilities, not to mention losing oneself, but also implicating others!

"Amin, go back."

"Master Ran, I also want to go down the mountain together, take me there..."

A Ming thought that they could go together, but Lord Ran, who always pampered him, shook his head and rejected him: "A Ming, this time I am going down the mountain for a long trip, so it is really inconvenient to take you with me."

"But you brought me with you when you went down the mountain before, why not this time?" Amin was puzzled.

"Amin, come back, don't bother Mr. Ran." Jiang Qiubai who rushed over stopped.

A Ming ran over and grabbed Jiang Qiubai's arm: "Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Qiubai complained to Mo Ran: "Master Ran, it's because I didn't take good care of him and disturbed you."

"It's nothing." Mo Ran warned, "When I'm not around, be careful."

"Master Ran, don't worry."

"Then let's leave it alone."

A Ming was still unwilling to give up, but Jiang Qiubai pressed his head tightly to prevent him from making trouble.

"Then I'm here to wish Master Ran a smooth journey."

"Uncle Jiang, let go of me~ Master Ran, what's wrong?"

Seeing the two figures, one tall and one short, going further and further away, Amin pulled Jiang Qiubai's clothes: "You are also this time, why don't you let me follow?"

"Amin, the place Mr. Ran is going to is very dangerous for us. If you follow, it will only distract Mr. Ran from taking care of you."

"Then when I become stronger, I can hang out with Master Ran?"

"No way." Jiang Qiubai shook his head and sighed.

"Why?" Amin insisted.

"Amin, farewell to immortals. Master Ran's world is beyond the reach of us mortals."

During the conversation, Mo Ran and the young boy had gone so far that they couldn't even see their backs clearly.

"Let's go, Amin." Jiang Qiubai took Amin's hand, "I haven't read today's words, so don't try to slip away this time."