"Okay, then brother, let me tell you another story." Mo Ranchen picked up Princess Jinyang. As for Li Zhi, never mind him.
Li Zhi didn't know what to do for a while. Jinyang told the eldest son Wugou that he wanted to listen to his brother telling stories, so the eldest grandson Wugou asked Li Zhi to accompany him. Unexpectedly, when he got here, he didn't pay attention to Li Zhi at all.
When the treatment was embarrassing, Li Lizhi couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Child slave, come to sister."
Li Zhi happily walked to Li Lizhi and looked at Mo Ranchen expectantly. He knew that Mo Ranchen's identity was not simple, and he dared to go against the Changsun family. If he didn't want to be manipulated by the Changsun family, he had to have someone.
The powerful backstage person quickly discovered Mo Ranchen. Although the other party didn't care about Li Zhi, Li Zhi was worthy of his reputation. His age was the best disguise. He believed that it wouldn't take long for Mo Ranchen to become his staff.
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"Brother, what story are you going to tell today? You have told the story about the magic pill and the spirit bead before, and you have also told several stories about the dragon girl filling the sea eyes, and the legend of the Qingqiu fox demon. However, Jinyang is still
I like the story you told about Monkey King Monkey King causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but it’s a pity that before the story was finished, my father stopped letting you continue telling it. Jinyang liked to hear it, but my father said it was disrespectful to the heaven.”
Every time Jinyang listened to Mo Ranchen telling stories, Li Shimin was listening. He didn't know where he got so much energy. Sometimes Mo Ranchen would also tell fairy tales. Li Shimin also said that Mo Ranchen was childish, but Mo Ranchen said
It's really troublesome that you said you can't tell the story about the riot in heaven.
Mo Ranchen thought for a while, what story should he tell? He had told Li Chengqian the story about Yang Jian's havoc in heaven, but Haotian was not happy. Now he wants to tell a story as grand as havoc in heaven, but it is not easy to find.
, If I had known earlier, I would have told some simple stories. At the beginning, I told the story of the Lingzhu and the Magic Pill. After that, I also told many fairy tales. The high road opened the way, and the rest was difficult to tell.
After thinking for a while, Mo Ranchen suddenly thought of a story that was pretty good. He had liked reading it before.
"Today, my brother will tell you a story about a group of people working together to save the world. This story starts from five hundred years ago. It is said that five hundred years ago, the evil god Chi You came to the land of China. The existence of the three realms of humans, immortals and demons was in danger. The three realms were fifteen years old.
One warrior exhausted his true energy but could only seal Chi You for five hundred years. In order to help the Destined Warrior, fifteen warriors spent their entire lives..."
"Brother, are the fifteen warriors dead?" Jinyang couldn't bear it. She felt that the fifteen warriors were good people, so they should be well.
As soon as Cheng Chumo and others heard Mo Ranchen telling a story, they followed him. He was still not satisfied with the two stories about the magic pill and the white snake that he had told before. Seeing this, the others followed suit.
"They are dead, but they are not dead. They have stored their lifelong skills in the Jade of Life and Soul. Five hundred years later, there will be fifteen reincarnations of them, people of destiny, carrying this Jade of Life and Soul again.
Stand up and face Chi You for once." Mo Ranchen explained plainly.
Cheng Chumo was very active in being a compliment and asked, "What does the Life Soul Jade look like? Do you think it is possible that I am the destined person?"
"The Jade of Life Soul is a small piece of jade with a dragon carved on it. As for whether you are a person of destiny, you'd better not think about it. It's just a story. How can there be a person of destiny?" Mo Ranchen smiled.
Princess Jinyang was dissatisfied that the story was interrupted, so she asked: "What happened after that? Who are the fifteen warriors?"
Mo Ranchen continued: "Let's start with the protagonist of this story. Chi You is about to be resurrected. Today, five hundred years later, our protagonist is a swordsman from the Tang Dynasty government. On this day, his master, who is
Cheng Yaojin asked him to go to the East Bay to eliminate demons..."
Cheng Chumo interrupted Mo Ranchen again and asked, "Wait a minute, my father has an apprentice named Sword Knight, why didn't I know about it?"
Mo Ranchen waved his hand and said, "It's just a story. Why are there so many questions? Don't talk. I'll continue."
As Mo Ranchen continued to tell the story of Fantasy Westward Journey, everyone present became quiet, listening to the story and drinking. Even Chang Sun Chong stopped to pay attention to Mo Ranchen's story.
The stories of the fifteen destined people gradually took shape in their minds.
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The violent storm shook the mountain dock, with thunder mixed with lightning, and lightning with thunder. The rain seemed to be poured out with a ladle, sifted downwards with a sieve, and sprayed calmly like a sprayer.
The rainwater fell along the eaves and walls, and the branches beat and made a rustling sound. The water droplets fell on the ground and bubbled like hot water. The water droplets flowed quickly and gathered together, forming one pool after another in the yard.
The pattering sound didn't seem to be transmitted into the house. At least Mo Ranchen was still sleeping on the recliner and motionless. At this time, he was playing mahjong with his clones in the spiritual sea.
"Aren't you going to practice swordsmanship or something? What if one day you meet someone you can't beat?"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the cards in his hand and felt uncomfortable. Looking at Mo Ranchen's proud face, he knew that the opponent's cards should be good now, and he thought about whether to cheat him.
"What is there to practice? The Great Dao is simple. Swordsmanship is the three steps of drawing the sword, swinging the sword, and sheathing the sword. You only need to know the basics. Other weapons are not much different. Moreover, the Dao of Creation that I practice now, Creation
Creation, of course, is creation and change. Do you think that one day I will suddenly complete the great path of creation, and will I be able to create a race like Empress Nuwa?"
Mo Ranchen played a card casually. Although he said it very casually, he was very excited because he had only one card left to do something stupid.
"Don't hold out too much hope. Apart from Nuwa, no one in the past has been able to achieve the great feat of creation. The most you can achieve is the power of transformation and high cultivation. In fact, I prefer that you can directly create Heaven.
Master has the power of a saint. Think about creation, is it similar to creation? Let’s try boldly again and directly simulate a Tongtian Master. It is not required to be able to compare with a saint, just fight with a quasi-sage.
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Master Wuyou Pavilion thought that with so many elves in his place, he might be able to summon a golden fairy-level elf or something someday.
"What a fool!" Long Mo pushed away the cards excitedly and shouted.
"How is that possible?" Mo Ranchen said disappointedly.
"Almost." Master Wuyou Pavilion sighed. He never thought that he would lose.
"Oh, boring." Mo Yuan, who was sitting next to him, said nothing and acted like a quiet handsome man.
It rained very heavily this year. I don't know if the descendants of the Jinghe Dragon King were crying for the Jinghe Dragon King who died a few years ago, or else the rain wouldn't be so unusual.
"Want to go out?"
Li Lizhi was wearing a cotton coat and her face was rosy. The weather seemed a bit cold. Mo Ranchen walked forward and the surrounding air suddenly became much fresher. Li Lizhi felt that her body was not so cold anymore and was much warmer.
Confused, he saw Mo Ranchen next to him.
"The weather is getting cold. At this time, my mother will feel uncomfortable. My father notified me to go to the palace to see her, and I also want to take you with me. I don't know what the matter is?"
Li Lizhi nodded, her eyebrows were filled with sadness and she didn't know how to soothe them.
"Your health is not good either. You should rest more at this time. Your Majesty doesn't know what's going on. He is patronizing his wife and doesn't know how to care about his daughter."
The two got on the carriage. Originally, Mo Ranchen could take Li Lizhi directly to the palace, but wasn't it cold now? Li Lizhi wanted to see the scenery on the roadside, but Mo Ranchen thought about it and decided not to disturb ordinary people.
People's lives are good.
It was the familiar mahogany door again. Mo Ranchen and Li Lizhi walked out, and someone came to hold up an umbrella and lead them in. Changsun Wugou looked much better. The person next to him should be a powerful doctor, and his strength was no less than
Mo Ranchen, if you think about it, you are right. Mo Ranchen is in the middle stage of Earth Immortal. He is one of the weaker ones. Even a person can have a higher cultivation level than Mo Ranchen. However, in the ancient world, high cultivation level does not necessarily mean high strength.
Li Lizhi and Changsun Wugou, mother and daughter, had something to talk to alone. Li Shimin and Mo Ranchen came out. They came to a pavilion and looked at the rain falling continuously outside and the pools of water gathering little by little on the ground.
The two of them stayed like this for a long time.
"Changsun Wuji has mentioned to me the marriage between Changsun Chong and Changle again. What are your plans?"
As if he couldn't stand such dullness, or couldn't wait for Mo Ranchen to speak, Li Shimin spoke in advance.
Mo Ranchen said expressionlessly: "That depends on what Your Majesty wants."
"What do you mean?" Li Shimin asked doubtfully.
"If Your Majesty does not agree to this marriage, then just reject it directly. If Your Majesty agrees, I will take Changle and leave the Tang Dynasty. It is better than staying here." Mo Ranchen said without thinking.
Li Shimin was stunned and asked: "Are you threatening me?"
"I am answering your Majesty's question."
"But I think you are threatening me with my daughter."
"Your Majesty should know that Changle is not willing to marry Changsun Chong. I am just doing what I think is right."
"Do you think what you did is definitely right?"
"Yes, I've always felt that way."
Mo Ranchen did not mean to threaten, and he was indeed answering Li Shimin's question. He didn't know what he meant by threatening in his words. He would always meet a few people who misinterpreted his meaning, and he didn't know what these people thought.
Yes, Mo Ranchen is obviously very gentle.
The conversation between the two ended like this. Although Li Shimin was very angry, there was really nothing he could do against Mo Ranchen. If Mo Ranchen wanted to leave, he could still take Li Lizhi with him. Li Shimin had no chance to stop him. People from the Taoist sect were unwilling to offend.
Mo Ranchen, he is a mortal, and there is no one around him who is willing to offend Mo Ranchen. Buddhist people may be willing, but compared to Buddhism, Mo Ranchen is more suitable for cooperation.
I don't know how much time passed, but neither of them continued talking. Since they both understood what the other party meant, why did they need to continue?