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    As soon as Mo Ran said this, everyone in the small courtyard was stunned on the spot.  "Fan'er?" "Mo Fan?" "This~, this is quite appropriate." Everyone was stunned for a moment, while shaking their heads and sighing bitterly.  The son of the Thorn God is actually a mortal, so it is appropriate to call him Mo Fan.  Qin Yao knew that Mo Ran sympathized with her and nodded gratefully. Two lines of hot tears flowed down her flowery face: "Ms., yes~, I'm sorry~" Mo Ran was stunned and hurriedly hugged Mo Fan.  , frowned and said: "Why are you saying this? Fan'er has his own life. Since God gave him such a body, he naturally has his destiny. Even if we are his parents, we can't change it. And calling Fan'er very special  Okay" Mo Ran said and looked at Mo Haopeng.  "Maybe Mo Bai, Mo Zi and others didn't know the hidden secret, but when Mo Ran called out the name Fan'er, Mo Qing and Mr. Fang both looked at Mo Haopeng beside them.  Among the people present who could shed tears, apart from Qin Yao's so-called apology to Mo Ran, Mo Haopeng was also moved.  When Mo Ran was still wandering around the Yongwu Continent, he teamed up with Huang Lang to kill Pang Zimo. After that battle, the Mo family in Xiaodang Mountain suffered an almost crazy revenge from the Floating Level Palace.  The only biological son of Mo Haopeng and Wu Youlian, Mo Fan, died in that battle at the hands of the Pang family of the Floating Level Palace.  Wu Youlian himself cannot practice martial arts. Even if he has thousands of elixirs, he cannot become a martial artist like himself and others, transcending life and death.  But Mo Haopeng has never married, and now he ends up alone.  It can be said that Mo Fan's death was caused by himself.  Others don't remember this, but he will never forget it.  ¡°Mo Haopeng¡¯s wife was kind to him and his mother, how could Mo Ran dare to forget it?  And having just learned that his son is a mortal, the name Mo Fan fits the situation, and it can be considered as a comfort to Mo Haopeng. Of course, it is most suitable.  With trembling hands, Mo Haopeng walked over from the side, looked at Mo Ran, slowly took the newborn Mo Fan over, and shook it gently. The old man's tears fell sadly.  At this time, Mr. Fang had already told everyone about Mo Haopeng's past. Everyone was deeply moved by Mo Ran's sentimental and nostalgic demeanor.  Xu Jie'er, Dongfang Xue and other women were all crying, while Qin Yao was also in tears.  After a while, Qin Yao stopped crying, smiled and said: "My husband is a very good name, I like it very much~" "As long as you like it, haha~" Seeing that the scene was a bit too sad, Mo Ran burst out laughing.  got up.  Mo Tianxing and Mo Qing looked at each other, both comforting themselves that the Mo family had such a descendant who understood righteousness.  Mo Tianxing strode forward, looked at the watery baby, and said with a smile: "Haha~, Mo Fan, that's a good name. But he doesn't have to be a mortal. Our Zixiao Sect now has many alchemists, even  Are you still a king-level alchemy master, but you still worry about being unable to create a peerless powerhouse? "When everyone heard this, they immediately became happy.  However, the joyful atmosphere has not yet risen, and everyone's excitement was once again doused by a basin of cold water from Mo Ran.  "It's useless~" Mo Ran smiled lightly, looked at his beloved son, and said, "Fan'er doesn't have Zifu or Dantian. No matter how many elixirs he uses, he can only make his body a little stronger.  There is no way to become a warrior. "What?" Everyone was shocked when they heard this and hurried over, groping around.  The result can be imagined. Mo Ran's spiritual thoughts are so powerful. Whether there is Zifu Dantian can be seen at a glance.  Indeed, the newborn Mo Fan does not have the Zifu Dantian, so he cannot accumulate internal energy at all, and therefore cannot refine himself into a warrior. He can be regarded as a true mortal.  All thoughts are in despair.  The excitement that had just emerged suddenly turned into sadness, and the courtyard became quiet again.  Qin Yao and Mo Ran are so close to each other, how could they not understand what he was thinking.  Years of hard training had made Mo Ran face too many life and death crises. He didn't want his children to follow his own path. Maybe it would be good to become a mortal and experience life, old age, illness and death.  Hugging Mo Fan over, Qin Yao still had a pleasant smile on her face: "My husband is right. The simplicity of mortals is what makes us different. Maybe another path is more suitable for him."  " Mo Ran smiled happily, looked at Qin Yao, nodded and said: "That's what I mean, just be a mortal. Mo Bai~" With that, Mo Ran called out to Mo Bai.  "Father~" Mo Ran said: "Although he is just a mortal, it is still very difficult for a mortal to survive in this place in the Tianwu world. Prepare some low-level elixirs, grind them into powder and rub them on your body.To strengthen the body of a mortal, you don't have to change your destiny, you just need to make him stronger and not get sick.  "This is simple. For the Zixiao Sect, it couldn't be easier to use a certain elixir to strengthen someone's body. Maybe even the elixirs from the Tianwu world are not used." Mo Bai nodded and responded.  : "Don't worry, leave this to me and Mo Zi."  "    "kindness.  " One year later, Mo Fan was really like a normal person. He could crawl in March and walk in September. Two years later, Mo Fan could speak, but not clearly. Three years later, Mo Fan finally became a mortal.  Like other children, I can communicate with others fluently. ¡°Mom~, why can¡¯t I fly in the sky like Brother Bai and Brother Zi?  "In the small courtyard, a young voice repeated this topic every day. Whenever Mo Fan asked, Qin Yao and Mo Ran would look at the little guy lovingly and say, "Because you are not a warrior.  " "Father, why can't I become a warrior?  "Mo Ran smiled and said: "What's good about a warrior? Besides being able to fly, what else can he do?  " "I heard that you don't have to die.  " "Who said that?  " "Brother Huangdi.  "The little guy had a puzzled look on his face. Mo Ran was speechless and thought to himself: "This Yellow Emperor is too serious. If he can't lie, just stay away from the little guy.  " "I want to learn martial arts~" Seeing that Mo Ran remained silent, the little guy clenched his fists and ran away. Mo Ran and Qin Yao looked at each other, their expressions full of helplessness. Ten years later, the war between gods is imminent, and most of them  The Zixiao disciples have left Zixiao City. Apart from Huangdi, only Mo Bai, Mo Zi and Fang Lao are accompanying the little guy Mo Fan. Since the little guy decided to become a powerful warrior like his father, he has not been there.  He stayed in the Poison King's Tower day and night and read almost all the secret scriptures in the Poison King's Tower. However, he still couldn't feel the guilt of what Brother Bai and Brother Zi said.  Ten years later, Mo Fan grew up to be a strong young man. He was as tall and tall as Mo Ran, but his appearance was far more handsome than his father's. He was even more handsome than before.  Mo Bai, who had an outstanding appearance, was defeated. However, he still could not cultivate his inner energy. Ten years later, everyone in the Tianwu world was ready, and every corner of the Tianwu world was filled with overwhelming murderous aura.  The war is approaching, and all the forces are ready, just waiting for the sixteen Heaven-defying Mirrors to issue the order for a bloody battle at the same time Mo Fan is still in the Poison Lord Tower, but, he still cannot refine his inner energy.  After more than ten years of growth, Mo Fan has not changed much except for his physical strength. Since he cannot transcend life and death like others, Qin Yao also strictly ordered Mo Fan not to enter the past heart. In the blink of an eye, three times.  More than ten years have passed, and it is not long before the war between gods. Mo Bai, Mo Zi, and Huang Di have also left the Zixiao Sect of Tiandang Mountain and rushed to all parties to prepare for a bloody battle with the nine divine realms. In order to protect the heavens.  Dangshan's safety, in addition to setting up a provocation, also left Fu Quan, a powerful emperor, and Mr. Fang. Outside the Dujun Palace, Fu Quan and Mr. Fang sat across from each other on a stone table in front of them.  There were fine wines and delicacies on the table, and the two of them were enjoying themselves while drinking together. In the open space in front of the palace not far away, Mo Fan was holding a volume of secret books found in the Tibetan Pavilion and looking through them, his eyes sometimes blurred and sometimes confused.  Surprised. ¡°No more practice, these things are not suitable for me at all.  "After watching it for a while, Mo Fan threw the secret book aside and curled his lips. He was obviously very shameless about the things recorded in the secret book. When Fu Quan and Mr. Fang heard this, they laughed wildly. Fu Quan said: "Boy, if you can  If it suits you, you will already be a master.  give up.  " "Why give up~" Mo Fan is now an adult and has the unyielding spirit that young people always have: "Even if I can't understand the ability to fly now, ordinary people are no match for me.  "    "Um?  "The second elder was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately said in disbelief: "Boy, this is the Tianwu Realm, let alone the Tianwu Realm. If you find a warrior in the Earthly Martial Realm, you are no match for him.  " "Grandpa Fu doesn't believe it?  "Mo Fan raised his eyebrows. "Hey?  Did this kid have any adventures?  "Fu Quan also became interested after hearing what Mo Fan said. Putting down his wine glass, Fu Quan stood up and walked to Mo Fan. He looked at Mo Fan carefully for a few times, but there was no change. Fu Quan said: "What do you mean?  Are you good at martial arts?  "    "of course.  "Fu Quan turned around, looked at Mr. Fang and smiled, then turned around again without caring.??: "Okay, I'll stand here. You can punch me and see." Mo Fan nodded and said, "Grandpa Fu, wait a moment~" At this time, Mr. Fang also turned his eyes and looked carefully.  looked at Mo Fan.  Mo Fan took two steps back, suddenly closed his eyes tightly, stood quietly for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes, stepped steadily, thrust out his right fist, and punched Fu Quan.  Fu Quan didn¡¯t dare to use it at all, for fear of hurting the boy and making it difficult to explain. He thought Mo Fan really did something amazing, but it turned out that the punch was extremely ordinary.  Fu Quan patted the clothes on his chest and said with a smile: "Boy, you'd better come over and drink with me, grandpa. Haha~" With that, Fu Quan turned around and returned.  But at this moment, suddenly, an invisible aura surged up behind him, and this aura actually made him feel a hint of terror.  "What is that?" Fu Quan was startled and turned around sharply.  I saw that Mo Fan stood upright, and his eyes suddenly turned from black and white to empty. In the end, Fu Quan saw the extremely vast and boundless starry sky from his eyes.  "This~, this~" Before Fu Quan could be surprised, Mo Fan suddenly shouted loudly and said: "Grandpa, give me a punch." "Boom~" A strong wind whipped up in an instant, and the entire palace was  Countless sand and stones in the front clearing disappeared without a trace, and even the table where Fu Quan and Fang Lao ate wine disappeared without a trace under the invisible force of this punch.  If Mr. Fang hadn't reacted quickly enough and ran to the hall when he felt the momentum, he might have been seriously injured at this moment.  In the open space in front of the hall, Mo Fan punched half a meter in front of Fu's body. The strong force of the punch shook the space like a turtle shell. Fu Quan could see where the punch was strongest.  A little star-like bright spot flashes away.  And as the bright light disappeared, his own space field exploded and turned into pieces.  "Breaking the realm?" Fu Quan took a breath of cold air and has not come back to his senses yet.  After a while, Mo Fan slumped down like a deflated rubber ball, and once again became the body of a mortal before.  Fu Quan looked at Mo Fan blankly, with a look of disbelief on his face, and thought to himself: "Without inner energy, no vitality, and no spiritual thoughts, how can this punch be used to destroy even the laws of space?"  , It's too scary. " Thinking of this, Fu Quan hurriedly supported the tired Mo Fan and asked: "How long have you been practicing this boxing technique? " Mo Fan raised his eyelids, looking extremely tired, and whispered.  : "It's only been used three times, but it doesn't work every time." "Three times? Why didn't you say it before?" Fu Quandao.  "Because I'm not skilled, I want to give my father a surprise~" "You kid." Fu Quan couldn't help but feel bitter, and immediately said: "Follow me to make your past wish, and practice for three days first." "Whoops~" As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Quan said  Quan, Mo Fan, and Fang Lao shot into the Poison Lord Tower at the same time.
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