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Chapter 32 Uncle Mo Yu

Nuannuan looked at the ancestor Pingyi helplessly. Is this a matter of taking advantage? Besides, is her father very generous in this life?

"It is Nuannuan's honor to bring tea and water to the ancestor. However, Nuannuan needs to practice, eat, and go to school. The ancestor cannot use teleportation to pick up Nuannuan every day!"

Old Ancestor Pingyi looked at the little girl who said she needed this and that while turning her fingers, she was a little stunned again.

When he had just realized it, he felt that the little girl in front of him was probably his variable.

Of course, when the ancestor Pingyi is so old, he can't put all his hopes on the illusory variables, but he can feel at ease with the little girl under his nose.

But after hearing what she said, it felt a little troublesome. After all, he had already fasted his stomach and his spiritual power could transform the energy needed for his body to survive.

He was a casual cultivator before, and even when he joined the sect, he did not value extravagant life. In Qingxiao Sect, he had to take turns to take care of the mountain in several disciples.

He spent all day long, except practicing and traveling around and taking risks. He taught his disciples how to do it, but he really didn't know how to raise a baby.

Speaking of which, the ancestor of the Li family did not have a dual Taoist companion at all. The second generation of the Li family was just a few orphans picked up during the foundation-building journey of the ancestor. He had no name or surname, so he followed the ancestor's surname Li.

Later, those with spiritual roots followed the ancestor to practice, while those without spiritual roots were left by the ancestor in Tianyuan City to reproduce and prosper. The Li family slowly grew and grew under the care of the ancestor.

The descendants of later generations had no idea that they had no blood relationship with the ancestor, and the ancestor had never mentioned it, so he really couldn't raise a baby.

But it is impossible to make Zhenjun Pingyi give up. He clapped his hands and said, "This is easy to solve!"

As he said that, he summoned a crow as big as a fist from the bag of the spirit beast he was with him and smiled: "Come on, Nuannuan doll knows my old friend - Mo Yu. Actually, I feel that Lao Hei sounds better. He has been following me since he was an egg, and now it has been seven hundred years!"

As he said that, he patted Mo Yu's head again, "Old guy, we originally agreed to settle down and walk around the house, but when I met an interesting baby, I also got a lot of cause and effect from others. It would be better to stay at home for a few years!"

The crow named Mo Yu called "Gaga" a few times, and the ancestor Pingyi smiled bitterly: "I met the little baby a little too late, I didn't advance, but I was injured when I was fully affected and I was able to live for ten more years."

Crow Mo Yu looked at Nuannuan and rattled a few more times.

"You are talking about it. The little baby is so young. If she had come back a few years ago, she wouldn't have been born yet!" Old Ancestor Pingyi was not worried about the problem sooner or later.

Then he said, "We are lonely when we stay here. I ask the little doll to be a companion, but the doll is small and needs food and drink. I heard that the two little turtle grandsons from the Qin family came to my Li family's ancestral home to intercept her. It's so shameless! Anyway, you are fine, so I'll just stay with her!"

Obedient voice is still a tone of discussion. Nuannuan can’t understand. Is this a contract spirit beast?

Also, the crow gave her the feeling that it was even more terrifying than the ancestor. What kind of monster is it?

Then Nuannuan saw a scene that made her eyes twitch. She saw that Mr. Mo Yu was "gaga" and had a very loud momentum of asking for a price.

Ancestor Pingyi said angrily: "How many spirit stones did I spend when I raise you since I was a child? I asked you to do some small things and even ask for wages. You said that you, a prodigal person, took the spirit stone but didn't practice it. You only know how to hook up with the female bird all day long. It aroused public anger in Qingxiao Sect. I and you and I will accompany the spirit stones to save face. Are you still embarrassed to ask for wages?"

Mo Yu flew to a century-old peach tree next to the platform, and he was very stunning to beat two or three without paying money.

The ancestor Pingyi cursed and scolded. Nuannuan couldn't help but watch it. She covered her mouth and laughed. She took out the storage bag given by the ancestor just now and said, "Senior Mo Yu, Nuannuan has spirit stones. From now on, the seniors follow Nuannuan, and the spirit stones given by the ancestor are all given to the seniors! Nuannuan still has a lot of delicious food in her family, and she will also give half of them to the seniors in the future!"

Since the decision of the ancestor cannot be changed, there is a mount and guard of a high-level monster, and the safety is definitely more secure than the maid assigned to her by her father!

When Mo Yu heard this, he looked at Nuannuan carefully. Seeing that her eyes were clear and the breath on her body was very comfortable. After thinking about it, he flew to Nuannuan's shoulders and touched Nuannuan's pear blossom bun with his wings, as if he was really like an elder.

Ancestor Pingyi pointed at Mo Yu for a long time and couldn't speak, then looked at Nuannuan and said in pain: "Baby, why did you betray so quickly? It hurts the ancestor's heart too much!"

He pretended to wipe his tears, and turned his eyes warmed up, "Old Ancestor, I am a master of the times, Senior Mo Yu has a wise eye to recognize the beads, and the ancestor has lost his wife and his soldiers!"

Ancestor Pingyi was stunned and said for a long time: "I finally know what mortals mean by pushing the old waves in the Yangtze River. The younger generation is so terrifying!"

As he said that, he threw a green bamboo card to Nuannuan, "Junjie, this is the key to entering the cave. After the blood drops, no one can use it except you!"

Nuannuan smiled and pierced her fingers with a small pearl pecking needle on her head and applied it to the bamboo card. The blood instantly outlined it into an orchid on the surface of the bamboo card, which was very magical!

Seeing Nuannuan's curious look, Old Ancestor Pingyi smiled proudly and said, "Don't look uninformed. Your Ancestor is a master of refining sixth-grade magic weapons and a master of fourth-grade formations. These gadgets have no technical content at all!"

Nuannuan is really convinced now. The sixth-grade weapon refining master and the fourth-grade formation master are scary enough. However, "How could Qingxiao Sect let the ancestor come back?"

This time, the ancestor Pingyi really looked at Nuannuan with his eyes, "The wisdom will be hurt, it's not good to be too smart! Remember the baby. When you don't have absolute strength, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is the way to survive!"

Seeing Nuannuan nodding, he explained: "Ancestor, a casual cultivator, must be a little bit of a skill to be able to train the sect. The weapon refiner is an open skill to make money, while the formation master is a private means to save his life.

This time when I returned home, I not only sent my mountain out, but also promised the sect that the sect would provide materials and I would help refine weapons for free. In addition, I would have to produce at least two fifth-grade magic weapons in five years, and at least one sixth-grade magic weapon in ten years.

The ancestor also handed over half of his savings to the sect, and the remaining half was to be divided into several disciples and left some for the family, and he would become a poor man overnight!"

As he said that, he glared at Mo Yu, "You are still asking for wages. We will drink the northwest wind one day!"

It is impossible for the Nascent Soul monk to drink the northwest wind when he is poor. Mo Yu ignored him and took Nuannuan into the cave. Looking at the "a bit simple" cave, is it really big or a living room for three generations?

But except for the one where the ancestor practiced, there was a cushion and a stone table and several stone benches in the living room, there was nothing else.

So, ancestor, do you have any misunderstandings about the word "some"?
Chapter completed!
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