Rebirth of the waste young counterattack

"If Li Chuan needs it, I will donate blood." Mi Ge replied with a serious face, completely devoid of any joking elements.

For a moment, Mu Xiaoran had no choice but to shut the door with a "slap..." without seeing him.

At the same time, Mu Lichuan, who was recovering his aura on the rooftop, found that he felt that the power of the soul contained in the meridians was circulating much faster, and besides the thin aura, there was also a faint golden aura in the air, which gave people a particularly comfortable feeling .

No, the breath of gold?As soon as he thought of this, Mu Lichuan opened his eyes in an instant, and with a "pop..." at the meridians, he reached the third level of the Qi refining stage, which was a blessing in disguise, and even the meridians expanded a little, even if it was very small. , but the teenager is very happy about this change.

"It's good to come a few more times, but the feeling of being overdrawn is too uncomfortable." Mu Lichuan found that he was in a good state of mind. Although he didn't know how his soul power had grown, it was obvious that it was definitely stronger than before.

"Huh?" Mu Lichuan realized that his eyesight was very good. No, when he looked from a distance, he saw a young man standing in front of the villa like a stick, blinked his eyes, and it was still there, that is, Said that the golden light he felt before was not an illusion, and what he saw now was not an illusion.

The young man's heart trembled, this... what kind of evil fate is it? He didn't want to accept this person's favor before, but he didn't expect to use the power of golden light to make him break through.

Once his soul power was stained with a layer of golden light, the price was to suppress the evil spirit of landscape painting, this time he received this kind of favor, is he going to risk his life?No matter what, there is a feeling of unhappiness.

So when Mu Xiaoran saw his great-grandson, he found that he had a feeling of despondency, "Li Chuan, is it..." He didn't ask further, because he could clearly feel that the aura of his great-grandson had strengthened a lot.

"Grandpa, I'm fine. I've reached the third floor of the Qi refining period." Mu Lichuan restrained his state of mind and said softly.

Mu Xiaoran smiled instantly, "Li Chuan is a genius in cultivation." Even a genius with a single spiritual root did not break through consecutively in such a short period of time. Even if the spirit stone is very accurate, waste materials are not necessarily waste materials forever, and they may even be geniuses.

"Grandpa, you know what kind of spiritual root I am, so don't praise me." Mu Lichuan's expression was a little embarrassed. In his opinion, without the spatial data given by Xiao Mo, he would not have progressed so fast, just a little The strange thing is that since the last time, Xiao Mo seems to have disappeared out of thin air, which filled his heart with a little anxiety.

Although Xiao Mo used him from the very beginning, he didn't do anything to hurt him, not to mention he helped him resolve many crises, otherwise he wouldn't be the Mu Lichuan he is today.

"Come on, let's have lunch first." Mu Xiaoran prepared three meals a day every day, just because he was afraid that his grandson would wake up and be hungry.

Generally, it is considered to be officially out of the category of "mortal" during the foundation building period, and it can also be regarded as a rebirth. I believe it will not take long for his great-grandson to officially enter the category of cultivation.

Mu Lichuan felt a little bit sorry. Grandpa Zeng was clearly a formidable cultivator, but now he became like this, and it was impossible to continue taking the Longevity Pill, as it would have no effect.

"You child, grandpa is very satisfied now." As if he knew what the boy was thinking, he said with a smile.

Mu Lichuan helped Grandpa Zeng bring out the food, no, their doorbell rang, and it was obvious that people outside already knew that he had woken up.

Sure enough, when he opened the door, there was a young man standing there, and the latter's face was still calm, "You..." Mi Zhe really wanted to care for this man, but he didn't know how to say it.

"I'm fine. The crown prince can go back. I'm not blessed to be spoiled by you." What Mu Lichuan said was the truth, and there was no hint of sarcasm.

Generally, the "dragon spirit" of people who are contaminated with national destiny, isn't this courting death?At that time, on the way of cultivation, I am afraid that the way of heaven will let him overcome the obstacles, and he still does not know what will happen at that time, and the final result will be death.

"Are you blaming me?" Mi Zhe asked with some annoyance. He didn't know that the painting had such a powerful "thing", and he was helpless. Who knew that the "second uncle" who was close to him would think of using something like this way to hurt yourself.

Mu Lichuan smiled and shook his head, "No, I didn't blame you." He was telling the truth, as long as he didn't get in touch with the person in front of him, then everyone would be happy, and everything could be turned into good luck.

"You're blaming me." Mi Ge said sadly, "I'll take that painting home." As long as you just throw away the scroll, does it mean that you can also throw away the "evil energy"?

Originally, Mu Lichuan thought it was a little funny for a big man to show a little girl's expression, but after hearing his words, "You don't have a fever, do you? Since it's a gift, there is absolutely no reason to take it back." He naturally understood the youth Knowing something, but accepting it, it is impossible to harm others, isn't it?

In his opinion, whoever picks up this painting will result in broken hands and feet, or family ruin. No matter what the situation is, he is not willing to see it, let alone there is no way to destroy the painting. , which means that the painting will continue forever, hurting others forever.

"Isn't this painting weird? Why do you like it?" After Mi Yan said this, he felt a little regretful. The young man didn't like this painting, but because the ink painting was full of evil, otherwise How could my grandfather be so angry.

"It has nothing to do with you. It has already been given to me. It's not your thing. It's better not to give it away. From now on, the two of us have nothing to do with each other." Mu Lichuan wanted to separate himself from this person so as not to get angry.

Mi Hou frowned after hearing this, "Are you still blaming me? Blaming me for getting you into trouble?" Even though the expression on the boy's face changed little, he could feel Mu Lichuan's dislike for him.

Although he is not a person who is loved by everyone and flowers bloom when others see him, when other people see him, they are not respectful, nor do they avoid him like a poisonous snake. This feeling is particularly uncomfortable.

"No, I really don't. Why do you like to think so much?" Mu Lichuan emphasized impatiently. His biggest goal is to establish a clear relationship with the person in front of him.

Mi Ge said, "Then return the painting to me, and I will let it be thrown away." He is a person who advocates science, and obviously he should not "get together" with the feudal superstitioners in front of him, but he doesn't know why Things, completely out of control, will also care about him.

"Throw it away? It's easy for you to say it. Do you want this painting to harm other people?" Mu Lichuan is not a good person, but it is impossible to turn a blind eye to some things when they encounter them. He can't do that.

"Then what do you think? Since you want to keep the picture scroll, it's impossible to draw a clear line with me." Mi Ge's tone sounded plain, but there was a sharp element there.

"After all, I am the original owner of this painting." In the end, the young man made such a summary.

Mu Lichuan looked deeply at the person in front of him, wondering if it was his own illusion, the golden light on his body was actually much stronger, that is to say, it was already a matter of time for Mr. Mi to become the next leader. , I am afraid that it has a lot to do with the evil spirit of ink painting, which leads to a lot of dragon energy being absorbed.

When he thought of the "National Destiny Qi" being sucked, he felt very strange. After all, Mi Zun was not a candidate for the next term. Even though he could influence Mr. Mi, there was no certainty, so why didn't he directly attack the person involved?I'm afraid those "evil spirits" can't get close to Mi Lao at all, and they are easily killed completely.

"You can do whatever you like, you are the prince." Mu Lichuan felt that it was unreasonable to reason with people, he was already such a "rogue", could he use other methods to drive people away?In the real world, he is just an ordinary junior high school student, and Mi Ge is the prince who is in charge of certain rights in Kyoto. He is a fool to fight against others.

After the young man finished speaking, he planned to close the door, but Mi Ge stopped him with his hand, "If that's the case, from today onwards, you and the painting must live in my house so that I can observe."

He knew that the location of his villa was very good, and as for the "weird" incident, it never happened, which proved that it was impossible for young people to get close to the villa, let alone ghosts.

"What?" Seeing his tough attitude, Mu Lichuan instinctively thought that nothing good would happen, "I'm a student, and what you're doing is tantamount to committing a crime, taking hostages without permission."

He was really unlucky in eight lifetimes, to meet such a man of national destiny.

"You are a feudal superstitionist. As a leader who advocates science, I naturally want to change you to prevent you from committing self-harm." Mi Ge's reason was high-sounding, and his face was business-like.

As soon as these words came out, Mu Lichuan wanted to swear, but he swallowed them abruptly, and then said with a smile, "Prince, you don't know, I have an 80-year-old grandfather, no Maybe I moved to your side, and I still have to take care of grandpa, not to mention, when did you see me spreading feudal superstitions?"

"Look, this is a feudal superstition, and you affect more than just one family." Mi Ge was prepared, and then took out a stack of materials for the teenager to read, and there were big shiny characters on it, for fear that Mu Lichuan would be short-sighted I can't see clearly.