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Chapter 175 Siege of Shaolin Temple

"It's getting late, Jinyang, it's time to go back with your father." Li Shimin picked up Jinyang.

"Father, can I still come to my brother to tell Jinyang stories in the future?" Jinyang looked at Li Shimin expectantly.

Although Li Shimin was very unhappy that his precious daughter liked other men, he still patiently replied: "In the future, I can come to Jinyang whenever I want."

"Thank you, father. Goodbye, brother. Jinyang will come see you tomorrow." Jinyang said happily.

Come back tomorrow? Li Shimin looked at Mo Ranchen as if he was trying to take away the little cabbage he had worked hard on for five years.

"Goodbye Jinyang, goodbye Your Majesty." Mo Ranchen smiled kindly.

It would be nice to never see him again. Li Shimin hugged Jinyang and walked out without looking back.

"Brother Mo, you couldn't catch Princess Changle, so you set your sights on Princess Jinyang, right? Listen to my brother's advice, she is not something you can control." Cheng Chumo felt as if this was the first time he saw her.

Mo Ranchen smiled so happily.

"That's right, Brother Mo, Princess Jinyang is the apple of His Majesty's eye, and she is afraid of melting if she holds it in your mouth. If you dare to have an idea of ​​​​her, you will definitely be in trouble." Du He nodded in agreement.

"Don't tarnish my pure heart with your dirty thoughts. My feelings for Princess Jinyang and Princess Changle are the same. They are both children. I just thought that it would be great if I also gave birth to a girl in the future. This way

I can hold my daughter in my arms and tell her stories in the future, that must be a very happy thing." Mo Ranchen didn't want to waste time talking with these sticks, because their minds were unhealthy.

"Don't act like you are very noble, but when it comes to this, Brother Mo, it seems you haven't married yet, right?" Du He said unhappily when he saw Mo Ranchen's look of contempt on his face.

"So what? I'm still young, and it's not time to marry a wife yet." Mo Ranchen retorted.

"Really? Chu Mo and I have been married a long time ago. Brother Mo, are you twenty years old now? Shouldn't people of this age usually send their children to school?" Du He continued.

Mo Ranchen didn't think of what to say, and then, after a while, he said: "Get lost."

Cheng Chumo and Du He both laughed, as if they were laughing at Mo Ranchen for being an unwanted single.

Ignoring these two people, Mo Ranchen walked out unhappy and planned to go to the hotel for lunch.

Santan Haihui Master: Your story is very good. Do you also think that I am a magic pill, not a spiritual pearl?

Mo Ranchen suddenly received a message, opened it and found that it was from Nezha. He was a little confused when he saw the message, "Why would he know the story I just told Jinyang? Is there really someone who is willing to keep monitoring me?"

"The magic pill you talked about has already made people wish for Nezha. Once Nezha receives the wish, he will naturally know it." The voice of the Tongtian leader rang in his ears, giving Mo Ranchen the answer.

"Master? How come you know this too?" Mo Ranchen asked in surprise.

"You mentioned Yuanshi Tianzun in your story, so he heard it. When Yuanshi Tianzun's spiritual thoughts came to your side, I noticed it to prevent him from bullying the small ones again."

Leader Tongtian explained.

"That's it. Thank you Master." Mo Ranchen nodded.

Yuanshi Tianzun listened to the two people talking, and his heart was filled with confusion. Do you remember this matter for so long? Don't you think I don't want to lose face?

Wuyou layman: Nephew, when my uncle said this, he did not think that you are a magic pill. Moreover, you are originally a spiritual pearl. Although Nezha in the story is a magic pill, as he said, no matter you are a demon or a magic pill,

God, only what you say counts.

Mo Ranchen said, not forgetting to take advantage. Speaking of which, according to seniority, not only is Nezha his senior nephew, it seems that even Yang Jian is also his senior nephew. I really like this seniority.

Nezha looked at the name of his nephew and fell into deep thought. Mo Ranchen was the disciple of the Tongtian leader, and Yuanshi Tianzun, the senior brother of the Tongtian leader, was his ancestor. Damn, he was a bit shorter in this generation.

However, after reading the following words, it is indeed good. Why does Nezha care about the eyes of the world, whether it is a demon or a fairy, and who is more qualified to judge than himself.

Thinking of this, Nezha also recognized Mo Ranchen as his uncle.

Master San Tan Hai Hui: Thank you very much for your advice, uncle. You made up this story. When will it be written in the bookstore? My nephew would like to read it.

This time, Mo Ranchen was stunned. This guy really took it seriously. Didn't he know that Chanjiao and Jiejiao wouldn't deal with him? However, considering that Nezha was the leader of the rebellion, it wasn't surprising.

"With the current ability, can we take pictures of the devil boy coming to the world?" Mo Ranchen thought for a while and asked.

"Simple, animation is more difficult for modern people than real people, but for immortals, animation is easier than real people, that is, small illusions. There are records about illusions in Shangqing Immortal Law, which is considered the simplest one.

Seed." Zhuge Liang replied.

Mo Ranchen nodded, thinking that if it was so easy to create it, wouldn't it look very shameful to me? But he knew that the reason why Nezha cared about whether he could write it was not because of his willpower, which was pure and simple.

Worshiping Nezha himself instead of a god has lower impurities. After purification, the consumption will be less, so why not take more?

Wuyouji: This is a bit difficult. I had no intention of writing this story at all.

"Damn! Didn't he just start practicing? Now he knows how to bargain with me. No wonder it's his uncle?" When Nezha saw this, he knew that he would not refuse. The other party must have a way. The reason why he said it was difficult was not

Reject directly, but look at the price.

Santan Haihui Master: I have a Nine-turn Golden Pill that has been stored for more than 500 years. I have been reluctant to eat it. It just happened. I am afraid that my uncle will be tired, so I will give it to you.

The red envelope function of the mobile phone can naturally transfer items, so Mo Ranchen directly received a Nine-turn Golden Pill, and he was very happy. However, it cannot be cheap. When you are a profiteer, you cannot be soft-hearted.

Wuyou layman: Dear nephew, my uncle has been losing his appetite recently and has no appetite for anything to eat. It may take a few days.

"Fuck! That's the Nine-turn Golden Pill. Do you know how valuable the Nine-turn Golden Pill is?" Nezha yelled a few words, wanting to vent, but for the fact that only Mo Ranchen's works are the most profitable.

Yes, he had written it himself a long time ago, but he had also written a novel in the bookstore before, called "Nezha Haohai", but, obviously, that work was sold out.

The kind of people who keep scolding each other all the time. What the hell are they writing? Such rubbish.

Nezha received a lot of considerable wish power because he was scolded. However, he could not absorb those wish powers. They were all wish powers from being scolded. It was not so much wish power as resentment. If Nezha absorbed it,

For those vows, not to mention improving your cultivation level, it would be good if you can keep your cultivation level unchanged.


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