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Zhuangzhu Mu also clapped his hands and said: "This is a good idea, Xiao Cang, what do you think? We don't have any sons anyway. If we recognize each other, then we will really be a family."
The confused mind was a little confused: "Family?"
He really longs for family affection, because this is a scar in his life, and this matter has a high status in his heart.
Seeing Cang Mang's stunned look, Mrs. Mu and Master Mu felt confident and gave the little girl a wink.
Mu Lingxiu suddenly transformed into a smart ghost, ran over and hugged Cang Mang's legs, calling him brother, brother, brother.
For a moment, Cang Mang felt relieved, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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He rubbed Mu Lingxiu¡¯s head, and then said with a smile, ¡°Father, godmother.¡±
Zhuangzhu Mu laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I, Mu Changhe, have a son."
Mrs. Mu pushed Mr. Mu from behind: "Did you pick up your son for nothing? Don't you have any gifts?"
Zhuangzhu Mu muttered: "A gift? A gift?"
He didn¡¯t know what to give Cang Mang for a moment. In terms of money, Cang Mang¡¯s level of alchemy was not lacking, and it seemed too vulgar.
Zhuangzhu Mu paced back and forth, then slapped his forehead: "Yes, Xiao Cang, come with me, I really have something good to give you."
Under Mrs. Mu¡¯s instigation, Cang Mang followed Master Mu to the study.
Zhuangzhu Mu turned around and closed the door, then came to a wall, reached out and touched a mechanism, and a hole appeared in the wall.
When Zhuangzhu Mu opened the mechanism, he did not shy away from Cang Mang at all. He was obviously unsuspecting of Cang Mang. I saw him taking out a box from the hole, and then taking out a metal sign from the box, and carefully placed it on the table.
Zhuangzhu Mu¡¯s face was full of pride: ¡°Look at this, can I give it to you?¡±
Cang Mang picked up the sign and saw that it was black in color, cold to the touch, and shaped into a triangle, with the word "Blue Cave" engraved on it.
"Back then, my father was traveling and accidentally discovered the body of a recently deceased cultivator. At that time, he obtained several things from that body, and this brand was one of them. According to my father's research, this thing should be A token of a certain sect, it is also a space magic weapon."
Hearing that it was a space magic weapon, Cangmang's heart moved. He had just guessed that most space magic weapons were gold, but the one in his hand was black.
Cangmang hesitated for a moment, then put the black card on the table: "This thing you gave is too valuable, I can't take it."
Zhuangzhu Mu's eyes widened: "You have recognized me as your adoptive father. It is natural for a father to give something to his son. Is there anything he can't ask for?"
"You definitely need something like a space magic weapon."
Zhuangzhu Mu took another golden sign from his waist: "As for the Qiankun sign, I have another one here. Although the space is far less than the one in your hand, it is enough for me. If it is given to you, you can accept it with peace of mind. "
¡°As he said that, Zhuangzhu Mu put the black card into Cang Mang¡¯s hand again.
Cangmang really needs the space magic weapon. If he could have it earlier, he would have gained a lot in the Kunling Mountains, and he would not have lost anything in the Busan Madian.
After struggling for a moment, he couldn't help but accept it, bent down and bowed: "Thank you, foster father."
Zhuangzhu Mu nodded with satisfaction, and then said seriously: "I have to remind you one more thing. You'd better avoid using this thing, because it may not see the light of day."
Cang Mang understood clearly what Zhuangzhu Mu said. It was not to attract people's attention, but to make him invisible.
Master Mu said to Cang Mang: "Not long after my father got this thing, someone started investigating the matter. According to my father's estimation, the original owner of this thing was probably an important disciple of a certain sect who was practicing outside. He was injured when he was injured. Although he finally got rid of the enemy, he still died from his injuries. In order not to be regarded as a murderer, my father never took out this thing and used it. "
Cang Mang understood when he heard the words.
Zhuangzhu Mu added: "You don't have to worry too much, just be careful. It's been decades since this happened, and the place where you got the Qiankun Card is tens of thousands of miles away in Zhongzhou. It's just that in the future it will be outside Walking, if someone happens to discover that you are holding their sect¡¯s token, you will be in trouble after all.¡±
Cang Mang understands this very well. A sect that can use the Qiankun Card as a token will definitely not be able to use it as a token.?? is an ordinary sect. In addition, things like the Qiankun Card are very rare, and there are probably not many of them in Green Water City. It is not good to be remembered.
"Father, I don't know how many Qiankun tiles there are in Green Water City."
Owner Mu said with some pride: "Although our Mu family is only a small family, in this Green Water City, apart from the Lord of Green Water City, I am afraid that only you and my son can have this Qiankun Card."
Then he thought of something and added: "But there should be some mysterious masters like Old Man Jiang."
Zhuang Zhuang Mu took Cang Mang back to the front hall, and the family celebrated for a long time. It was not until Zhuang Mu drank too much that they went back to their rooms to rest.
Looking at the Qiankun Tablet in Cang Mang's hand, the young counselor said: "I didn't expect that Master Mu would be quite generous to you. With this Qiankun Tablet, I don't know how much trouble will be saved in the future."
One of the biggest feelings about Cangming is that when you go out to practice in the future, you don¡¯t have to worry about not being able to get things. Cangmang has already checked the Qiankun card in his hand. There is a full twenty square meters of space inside, which is enough for Cangmang to hold a lot of things.
"I will go to Baihua Valley again in the next few days to pack up the things left there."
There was a knock on the door outside the house: "Master, the bath water has been prepared for you."
Cang Mang just recognized his adopted father and adopted mother, and now the servants¡¯ names for him have been changed.
Cang Mang opened the door, and several maids and waiters came in carrying wooden buckets and hot water.
Cang Mang still didn¡¯t have anyone waiting for him to take a bath. After the servants left, he took out the Baicao Body Tempering Lotion and dropped ten drops into the water. The bucket of water quickly turned into a cyan color and exuded a strong medicinal fragrance.
Cangmang entered the water. Under the stimulation and action of the hot water, the pores on Cangmang's body opened and the medicine was absorbed into his body.
With the blood circulation, the body seems to be breathing rhythmically, and at the same time, a lot of filth is discharged.
How much progress Cang Mang¡¯s body has made cannot be judged at the moment, but judging from his skin alone, his whole person is much smoother.
Cang Mang couldn¡¯t help but sigh, it seems that this thing even has a beauty effect!
From this point of view, even if Mrs. Mu is not a cultivator and has no chance to practice, she can still use it for beauty. After all, everyone has a love for beauty. Mrs. Mu must not be able to bear such temptation. .
Thinking of this, Cangmang has already decided to refine some Herbs Tempering Body Lotion. The three members of the Mu family, including himself and Xiao Huang, all need this right now. There are only seven bottles of spiritual liquid on hand, each containing a hundred drops. If it is used exclusively for cultivation, it is not enough for one person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com