novelpro Chapter 1267: Back to Basics, Barbecue Game
Chapter 1267: Back to Basics, Barbecue Game
Mo Fan looked at Gu Wuming. In fact, the other party's conditions were very tempting, but although they sounded so good on the surface, in reality they wanted him to stay in this world forever and be a lackey of heaven. This was a bit too much.
Moreover, the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao is not immortal. Gu Wuming is a living example.
Of course, if Gu Wuming didn't make some excessive requests, he could agree to it.
“I will soon disappear completely. Since you are unwilling to accept the inheritance, how about you find a successor for me in the future?” Gu Wuming looked at Mo Fan sincerely.
"it is good!"
Seeing that Mo Fan agreed, this was not a difficult task for him.
Gu Wuming smiled immediately.
"My friend, the Enlightenment Cushion can help you practice. If you find a successor for me in the future, just give the Cushion to him.
I know that the spirit cultivator in the Abyss Purgatory has had some shallow fate with you, and he is not a great evil cultivator, but the human heart is unpredictable. If you let him out, I am afraid it will bring disaster to this world. I hope you will be cautious!"
Gu Wuming's words shocked Mo Fan. He didn't expect that the other party even knew about Zhan Tai Xuan Yue. Then he saw Gu Wuming's entire body shattered in an instant and turned into starlight and flew away.
"My friend, as cultivators, we should do what we should do and what we shouldn't do!
Since I was born in this world, I have the responsibility to protect all living beings in this world. If living beings encounter disasters in the future, I hope you can lend a helping hand! "
Gu Wuming’s voice rang in Mo Fan’s ears, and the world before his eyes gradually changed back to the scene in the thatched hut.
"It's a good thing you didn't agree. This old man got cheated by someone else, but he still wants to cheat you. How despicable!" Uncle Qian's indignant voice sounded in Mo Fan's mind.
Mo Fan smiled bitterly upon hearing this, but after thinking about his past with Gu Wuming, he shook his head and said, “Perhaps he volunteered!”
Gu Wuming's heart is full of thoughts of helping the world and saving the people. This is extremely rare and can be regarded as a true childlike heart.
So he couldn't really criticize Gu Wuming. Not everyone had prejudices against the world. There were still some people who were kind-hearted and selfless.
Although there are few people of this kind, they do exist.
In Mo Fan's opinion, such people may be a little stupid, but they cannot be slandered.
Others hold up an umbrella for the world. If you have no intention of joining them, silence is the best attitude. Never speak ill of them.
Next, Mo Fan carefully studied the cushion under his feet, but he still couldn't figure out what it was. However, every time he practiced on the cushion, he would find that his mind became extremely clear, as if he was in a state of meditation.
This miraculous phenomenon surprised Mo Fan very much. Uncle Qian even guessed that the meditation cushion might be related to the so-called Heavenly Dao. He was thinking whether he could use it to steal the power of Heavenly Dao, but he frightened Mo Fan so much that he directly collected the Enlightenment Medallion.
In the following days, Mo Fan lived here. He did not practice anymore, because when he entered into a state of meditation on the meditation cushion, he thought of the word "return to nature"!
Since it is difficult to understand the shortcomings in your heart no matter how hard you try, just stop thinking about it and empty yourself completely. Maybe you will remember it someday. This is also a kind of practice.
He completely became a neighbor of Master Song. At the beginning, Master Song would smile and pull him to play chess every day.
Mo Fan had practiced chess in his spare time. He considered himself as good as the monsters and had no rivals in the entire Black Wind Mountain. However, after playing against Master Song, he was defeated in almost every game. He was so angry that he wanted to overturn the chessboard.
In the first three days, he suppressed his unhappiness and played chess with Master Song, always keeping a pleasant expression on his face.
In Mo Fan's opinion, as a guest, he must not lose his manners. But after three days, he could no longer sit still. He had a sullen face during every game, hoping that Master Song would understand his thoughts and forgive him.
But Master Song's eyes were always on the chessboard and he was not moved at all. In the end, it was only after Mo Fan took the initiative to beg for mercy that he let him go.
But how could Mo Fan have ever suffered such a loss?
His eyes rolled, and he started a fire outside the thatched hut the next day. Thick smoke rushed straight into Master Song's thatched hut, making his face grey and black, but he couldn't get angry.
"My friend, what are you doing? I thought there was a fire!"
Master Song had a dark face, and his face twitched as he looked at Mo Fan who kept blowing smoke towards his room.
"Oh! Master, your face... cough cough, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention, I'm really sorry!"
Looking at Master Song with a black forehead, Mo Fan touched his nose unconsciously, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out a huge monster.
This is the corpse of a silver dragon, more than ten feet long. This is the result of Mo Fan's forceful suppression, otherwise its size would have been more than a thousand feet, making it the corpse of a celestial being!
As soon as the corpse appeared, a terrifying pressure emerged, causing Master Song's pupils to shrink!
"Master, I was wrong just now. I will roast this celestial corpse later to make amends to you!"
Mo Fan grinned, and then spit out various barbecue aids from his mouth, even the seasonings, which made Master Song speechless.
"Just eat by yourself, my friend. I haven't eaten for hundreds of years. I have only eaten clouds and drank dew. This is good for my cultivation, so I don't want to break the rules."
Master Song smiled slightly and performed a cleansing spell to make himself clean and flawless from head to toe. Then he walked to a large rock nearby, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to practice.
"What's the point of eating clouds and drinking dew?"
“As cultivators, we all want to be free. If we don’t even have the desire to eat and drink, how can we be free?” Mo Fan rolled his eyes and chuckled.
Master Song was unmoved and ignored him.
However, after a short while, the dragon meat was cooked through by Mo Fan's divine fire. With the addition of various natural seasonings, bursts of fragrant aroma soon emanated from it.
This fragrance was unusual and full of spiritual energy. Even Master Song couldn't help swallowing when he smelled it.
Mo Fan chuckled upon seeing this, and immediately took off a sizzling dragon leg, flashed in front of Master Song, and started eating it in front of him, commenting on it while eating, saying it was very enjoyable.
Master Song's face twitched several times with his eyes tightly closed. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer. Just as he was about to scold him, Mo Fan found the right time to stuff a large piece of meat into his mouth and grinned, "Master, try it. Isn't it delicious?"
"You...I...well..."
Master Song originally wanted to scold Mo Fan, after all, his behavior was a bit too outrageous, but he soon tasted the deliciousness of the dragon meat, and his eyes lit up instantly.
Just like that, Master Song, who had not eaten for hundreds of years, had his rules broken by Mo Fan.
After finishing the meal, Master Song entered the house with a depressed look, and then there was a sound of wailing from inside. Mo Fan felt his scalp tingling and he felt a little regretful.
"Have I gone a little too far?"
Mo Fan muttered to himself, wondering if he should find a chance to apologize to Master Song, but Master Song's voice suddenly rang out from inside the house: "Oh my God! How can there be such delicious food in the world? How many delicacies have I missed in the past few hundred years?!"
Mo Fan: "..."