Take you to practice and take you to fly [Entertainment]

The boss scratched his head, frowned, and was very entangled. He must be from the village, or Fu Boyun came to pick up things overnight and went back soon. It is impossible. The distance between Zihua Mountain and Luochen Mountain is You can't go back and forth so fast with flying ones.

So it should be someone from the village, showing a bleak smile, the boss patted his chest, why did he let such a timid person find out about this kind of thing.

Patriarch Mo thinks that his son is very strange recently. The boy who doesn't like to touch the mobile phone all the year round is holding the mobile phone every day these days, and his eyes often show excitement and affection. The child must be in love.

Considering that Mo Fan is also nineteen this year, he is at the age to start a relationship, but Patriarch Mo is not happy at all, his child is too innocent, he is worried about being cheated.

Frowning, Patriarch Mo clenched his fist and put it on his lips, "Ahem, Fanfan, what are you looking at, can you share it with Dad?"

Mo Fan glanced at the strange Patriarch Mo. The plot of the novel on his phone was about to see the hero and the heroine kissing intimately. It seemed inappropriate to share such a plot with his father. He shook his head and put the phone back in his pocket, "It's not fun thing."

Patriarch Mo wanted to see it even more, and felt sad. This child must be busy with other things, and he must be in love.

"Okay, has Fanfan made any friends recently?" He walked to the table, covered his expression with tea, and asked casually.

Mo Fan shook his head, "No, Dad has nothing to do, I'll go back upstairs first."

Patriarch Mo almost coughed, "It's okay, why are you okay? Didn't your mother ask you to look at the flowers for her? I didn't water them today."

This is what he promised, even though he was very reluctant at the moment, Mo Fan still walked towards the garden, holding his mobile phone and looking at it a few more times.

The other two children with spiritual roots that the studio found were not like Mo Fan, who didn't understand anything. After explaining a bit, they didn't need to spend much time talking about it. They had a strong desire to cultivate, and they immediately entered the studio. After finishing the work, he waited for Fu Boyun to come back. Mo Fan was the only one left now. Ten days would be enough time for him to understand a little bit. Song Yue picked up the phone and quickly tapped Mo Fan's number with his fingertips.

What Mo Fan's mother asked Mo Fan to look at were a few potted plants, and it was easy to do, just pour a little water at a fixed point, and the amount was not much, and the location was on the second floor, not far from his room, so it was a very easy job. Otherwise he would not agree.

When Song Yue called, he was just pouring the first pot. Seeing that it was Song Yue, he froze for a moment, thought carefully before connecting.

"Have you read Mo Fan's novel? Do you want to try that feeling yourself?"

"I read it, it's very good, but I have to tell my parents about this first, and I will reply to you tomorrow."

It's not good to listen to people talking on the phone, but Patriarch Mo really listened carefully. Really, he just sat there, and his son's voice wafted into his ears. What can you do, um, if you know something, tell your family, Fanfan of his family is a good boy, there is an excuse to give away the piece of jade that the Li family gave yesterday, he smiled and shook his head, Patriarch Mo was very happy.

The Mo family always ate together. At eight o'clock in the evening, the eldest and second son came slowly with their tired bodies, smelling the aroma on the dining table, they all cheered up again, like a hungry tiger rushing to eat, but it looked extremely beautiful.

"Parents, brothers and sisters, I'm going to try to be a cultivator."

The elder sister who was closest to Mo Fan at the dining table had a mouthful of food in her mouth, and stared blankly at her younger brother who had always been taciturn. What abnormal thing was stuffed into her head?

The fastest responder was his elder brother who was sitting across from him, "Hahaha, what are you talking about, little brother, a cultivator hahaha, have you been transmigrated?"

Mo Fan looked at the other side with a sullen face, "I will go there tomorrow."

Mother Mo looked at Mo Fan strangely, and then at Patriarch Mo, her eyes were full of doubts, what is cultivation?

Patriarch Mo frowned. He knew about cultivation. After all, he used to have a roommate who was a fan of cultivation. It was really hard not to know, but just because he knew, Mo Fan was also poisoned. That old guy is still deep, shouldn't be, his Fanfan has always been very good.

"Cultivation is not a simple matter. First of all, the spiritual root is necessary, and then there is no magic formula, and how to cultivate without a master. Fanfan, don't think it's just a matter of time."

Patriarch Mo's words attracted the attention of the four people at the dining table. Sister Mo and Brother Mo couldn't believe that those words just now came from their father's mouth. The scary thing was that there was no sense of disobedience.

"Don't worry about these. I have tested the spiritual root before. It is a golden spiritual root. As for the exercises and formulas, my master will arrange them at that time."

What he said seemed to be true. Patriarch Mo was a little confused and asked questions one after another. This also knew that his son had been reading novels all the time. Where his son tested his spiritual root, his future master was Fu Baiyun.

Following clues one by one, Patriarch Mo found out about his old friend, left his job, and was in Luochen Mountain, not knowing what he was doing.