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After Ji Lang passed the certification of a first-class inscription master, Master Ji exaggerated his son whenever he met, and happily held a feast in the mansion to celebrate.

In the future, who would dare to say that he has no successors and that he has no way to teach his children!

You know, the status of the inscriber is very high.

Whether those monks want to speed up the absorption of spiritual power, whether they want to increase the power of magic weapons, there are too many places where inscriptions can play a role.

The father wants to show off his son in a high-profile manner, and Ji Lang has no choice but to give his father an idea.

Therefore, the Ji family invited relatives and friends to celebrate the day when Ji Lang became an inscription master, and all shops had discounts.

A large banner was drawn at the entrance of the store, and the guys distributed leaflets everywhere, and the whole Yunzhou City became lively because of this, setting off a wave of hoarding.

On this day, Master Ji not only lost face, but also made a lot of money, and he couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.

Master Ji and Mrs. Ji regarded Xu Qin as a guest of honor, and thanked him repeatedly for teaching Ji Lang's inscription.

Master Ji said: "Cultivator Xu, you are Xiao Lang's teacher and a nobleman of our Ji family."

Xu Qin hurriedly said that he didn't dare to take it: "Xu is ashamed, Ji Lang's inscription is very talented, and it is all his own ability."

"That also requires Cultivator Xu to lead him in. Otherwise, no matter how talented he is, it will be useless." Master Ji raised his glass, "I toast to Cultivator Xu, and I will ask Cultivator Xu to continue teaching my little Lang in the future."

Xu Qin drank the cup, "Don't worry, Mr. Ji, I will definitely teach you everything. With Ji Lang's talent, he will soon surpass me."

Xu Qin thought to himself, people in the Inscription Masters Association said that the grandson of the president is an inscription genius, he learned inscriptions in ten days, and became a second-level inscription master in two months.Ji Lang learned the inscription in one day, and compared the genius recognized by everyone.

"Master Ji, with Ji Lang's talent, as long as he is willing to work hard and stick to the path of inscriptions, his future achievements will definitely be beyond the reach of many people." Xu Qin dared to promise.

Master Ji laughed, not denying his son's talent.If you don't have any talent, can you be certified as a first-level inscription master on the third day of learning inscriptions?

During the banquet, Master Ji happily drank two more glasses of wine, pulled Ji Lang to stand up, and said loudly: "Everyone, my son is promising, and my old Ji has someone to succeed him."

After finishing speaking, Master Ji shed bitter tears and said to Ji Lang: "Xiao Lang, my father is getting old, and the Ji family will depend on you from now on."

"Father, you drank too much, sit down first." Ji Lang helped Master Ji to sit back on his seat.

He is only 14 years old, he is a minor, and he wants to inherit the family business?

Dad is not yet forty, how old is he!

"My family has a son who has just grown up, and my son has finally grown up and sensible." Master Ji continued, weeping with joy.

Madam Ji's eyes were moist, and they were also tears of relief and joy.

The guests generously praised Ji Lang for his promise, that Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji gave birth to a good son, and that Xu Qin had taught him a good apprentice.

At this time, who still remembers that not long ago, Ji Lang was an ignorant second-generation ancestor.

However, two people showed jealous and unwilling eyes.

Whether it's academics, cultivation, or interpersonal relationships, etc., Ji Lin has always dominated Ji Lang.With Ji Lang as a foil, Ji Lin is excellent and hardworking.

Mrs. Side and Ji Lin's mother and son always thought that the one who would inherit the Ji family's business in the future would be a better and more hardworking Ji Lin.

However, Master Ji's words today dealt them a fatal blow.

When the banquet was over, Mr. Ji was already drunk, the housekeeper sent the guests outside the door for the master, and Ji Lang and Ji Lin also went to help.

At this moment, a beleaguered youth came to the gate of Ji Mansion.

"Go, go! Where is the little beggar, go beg somewhere else!" A servant of the Ji Mansion chased him away.

The boy's face and clothes were somewhat dirty, but his eyes were bright and clear.

He was not angry, but said calmly, "I'm not a beggar, I'm here to find relatives."

"This is Ji's mansion, there is no one you are looking for." The servants of Ji's family regarded him as a random couple.

"The person I'm looking for is Mrs. Ji's side, she is the daughter of Min De in Minshan Village."

The servant was stunned for a moment, he happened to have heard that Mrs. Fang's hometown seems to be Minshan Village. "What's your relationship with the side lady?"

"My name is Min Fan, and Min De is my grandfather." If his grandfather hadn't asked him to come to this aunt before his death, he wouldn't have come.Thinking of his grandfather, Min Fan couldn't help feeling sad.

He is an orphan, and his grandfather took him home and raised him, and his grandfather is his most important person.

Ji Lang and Ji Lin heard it, and so did the guests at the door.

"Go and invite Madam and Side Madam." Ji Lang ordered.

Min Fan followed the voice and glanced at Ji Lang, then at Ji Lin, as if wondering if they were grandpa's grandson.

Not long after, the maid next to Mrs. Ji came over and sent a message to invite Min Fan into the mansion.

The servant girl introduced to Min Fan: "This is my wife, side wife."

"Hello madam, hello Mrs. Side, my name is Min Fan, and I was adopted by Grandpa Min De. Grandpa passed away last month. Before he died, he asked me to come to Mrs. Side to report the funeral."

While talking, Min Fan took out a token that could prove his identity, which was a mahogany comb used by Mrs. Chou when she was at home.

The corners of the madam's eyes twitched, she could vaguely tell that her baby name was engraved on the comb, and she vaguely remembered that her father asked an old scholar in the village to write her name, and then her father engraved it on it. of.

"My father has really gone?" Mrs. Side wiped her tears with a handkerchief, at least she looked very sad.

Min Fan took a good look at her, wearing gold hairpins, exquisite makeup, luxurious clothes, and thinking about the poor life of his grandfather, especially during the years he lived with his grandfather, he had never seen this side wife, she had never even seen her. After sending the letter back, I suddenly felt complicated.

"Yes, grandpa passed away very peacefully." Min Fan thought, no matter what, she is the only daughter of grandpa, so let her feel better.

Mrs. Side was crying sadly, and Ji Lin was beside her to comfort her.

Mrs. Ji also persuaded Mrs. Fang to mourn, and then said to Min Fan: "Son, your grandfather has been buried. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Grandpa was buried in the ancestral grave, with the help of the big guys in the village, the funeral went smoothly."

Mrs. Ji saw that although Min Fan lived in a difficult life, she had clear eyes and spoke in an orderly manner. She had a pretty good first impression of him, and looked carefully at his somewhat dirty little face.

"Son, are you brother?"

"Yes."

"how old are you?"

"Fourteen this year."

"The same age as my Xiaolang."

Mrs. Ji asked, "Is there another place to go?"

"The house in Minshan Village is still there, I can go back to Minshan Village."

Mrs. Ji thought for a moment, and said: "The old man has gone. You are a young child, and you are still a brother. It is really difficult to live alone. Why don't you just stay."

Immediately, Min Fan looked at Mrs. Ji in astonishment, and Mrs. Ji's eyes were full of pity.

Covering her face with a handkerchief, Mrs. Side glanced at Mrs. Ji and Min Fan calmly. She had various thoughts in her mind, and even secretly speculated whether Mrs. Ji had found Min Fan.

Mrs. Side walked up to Min Fan, and said with tears in her eyes: "Since you follow my maiden name Min, you are my nephew, and my aunt will take good care of you in the future."

Relatives recognize each other, Min Fan, who is only 14 years old, sniffs his nose, tears rolling in his eyes.

Mrs. Side and Min Fan hugged each other and cried, and introduced other people in the mansion to him after crying.

"The master drank a lot of wine tonight, and has already rested. I will take you to visit tomorrow. This is the eldest young master, and this is the second young master Ji Lin. Ji Lin is your cousin."

"Young master, cousin." Min Fan nodded to them.

Ji Lang also nodded lightly, but he was a little curious in his heart.

In the novel, Min Fan did not recognize Mrs. Side, he met the protagonist Shou Xie Han, and the two quickly became friends.During the process of Xie Han's growth, Min Fan stabbed his friend in both sides, and finally died in a secret place to save Xie Han.

It can be said that Min Fan is also cannon fodder, a cannon fodder that provides nourishment to Xie Han.

In Ji Lang's eyes, Min Fan is a fool.

However, what he is even more curious about now is that now Min Fan recognizes Mrs. Side and is left behind by Mrs. Ji, which means that the plot that has nothing to do with him has also changed. Is this the butterfly effect?

Ji Lin looked carefully at the sudden extra cousin, and asked doubtfully, "Are you also cultivating?" A monk can use his spiritual power to detect the cultivation level of a monk who is lower than himself.

Min Fan frowned, and said very troubled and puzzled: "I have never practiced, but many people say that I am a monk in the Qi refining period."

Mrs. Ji ordered: "Go and ask Master Chen to come over."

Chen Jifeng is the master who taught Ji Lang and Ji Lin how to practice. He is a monk on the ninth floor of the foundation stage, and he is only one step away from stepping into the golden core stage.

Chen Jifeng probed Min Fan's cultivation with spiritual power, and said, "It's the third level of the Qi refining period. Who is your master?"

"I don't have a master, and I haven't practiced before." Min Fan really didn't know when he practiced.

Chen Jifeng looked at him in disbelief, then taught him the method of breathing, and said, "Try it."

Min Fan nodded for a try, and then advanced to the fourth floor of the Qi refining period.

Chen Jifeng was stunned and exclaimed in disbelief: "Genius! There is really someone who can advance to the next level in just one breath."

Everyone present was stunned, even Ji Lang couldn't help looking at Min Fan curiously.

Mrs. Side showed a smile on her face, and said to Mrs. Ji: "Ma'am, do you want Xiaofan to live in the east wing temporarily?"

Mrs. Ji nodded and said, "Xiao Fan is your nephew, you can arrange it."

"Mrs. Xie." Mrs. Side bowed to Mrs. Ji, and then personally led Min Fan to the East Wing.

Chen Jifeng and others also retreated.

The servant girl said to Mrs. Ji: "Madam, look at how proud Mrs. Fang is, as if she has such a good talent for cultivation."

Another maid also muttered: "Knowing that her nephew has such good cultivation aptitude, she has a different attitude before and after."

Mrs. Ji said: "We are all one family. If her nephew can become a powerful monk, it will be good for our Ji family."

After all, Mrs. Ji's eyes fell on Ji Lang, and she said in a warm voice: "Xiao Lang, go back to the house and rest. Mother has already asked Brother Xu for a day off for you. You can stay in the mansion tomorrow and have a good rest."

"Okay, thank you, mother." Ji Lang thought to himself, the teacher drank a lot tonight, so it's better to have a rest tomorrow.

After Ji Lang returned to the house, he continued to use the body quenching liquid to strengthen his physique.

Emperor Tian paid off, this night, Ji Lang finally advanced to the third level of the Qi Refining Period.