Although Fang Lin knew it well, he frowned on his face, "You always go out without money?"
Mr. Mu looked embarrassed and smiled, "I bought some things before leaving."
Fang Lin was helpless, "Then let's go to that Xingyuan City!"
Mr. Mu smiled and looked at each other with Mu Nanzhi.
Mu Nanzhi's beautiful eyes were a little hesitant. Although she could see that Mr. Mu intended to bring Fang Lin home, she was a little unsure of her grandfather's intentions.
The three of them were all somewhat exhausted, so they found a place to rest and restore their cultivation before walking too far.
In this case, time was delayed a little more.
When it was almost dark, the three of them still did not come out of the forest.
Mr. Mu looked around and said, "We can only make do with one night here tonight. I'm going to kill some game and come back. You two are waiting here!"
Mu Nanzhi became excited, but Fang Lin had no reaction.
After Mr. Mu left, Fang Lin looked around, raised his hand, and sword energy shot out, cutting down large branches and leaves.
Mu Nanzhi was surprised, "Your swordsmanship is so advanced that you can release sword energy at will?"
Fang Lin looked like a fool, "Do you think Zang Feng is just a decoration?
An epee is also a sword!"
Mu Nanzhi was not annoyed at all, but looked at the heavy sword behind Fang Lin, "Is this sword called Zangfeng?"
Fang Lin threw it casually, and the Zangfeng stuck into the ground with a bang. The movement made Mu Nanzhi startled again and almost trembled.
"This sword...is so heavy?"
She remembered that when Fang Lin fought with the tiger and wolf beast with the Tibetan Feng, the big black sword was indeed used to a great extent.
But at that time, Mu Nanzhi thought it was the effect of spiritual power, but now it seems that this may not be the case. The stormy and explosive momentum is probably mostly from the weight of the sword itself.
How much power does it take to hold such a thing and reach the point where it can be driven like an arm like Fang Lin?
Mu Nanzhi squatted in front of Zang Feng and looked around, while Fang Lin picked it casually, and sparks popped out, creating a pile of flames.
Although the branches were not dead branches, it was obviously not a problem under Fang Lin's flames.
Fang Lin was not polite and sat down directly in front of the bonfire, which seemed quite casual.
Mu Nanzhi turned to look at Fang Lin's profile. In front of the bonfire, Fang Lin's outline became clearer.
Mu Nanzhi looked at it for a moment, then sat down not far from Fang Lin, "Have you always been alone before?"
Fang Lin's tone seemed like he didn't take the matter to heart at all, "There's nothing wrong with being alone. It saves you some trouble."
Mu Nanzhi withdrew her gaze and stared at the dancing flames. Fang Lin also turned to look at her, "Your Nancheng Mu Mansion seems to be quite powerful in Xingyuan City?"
Mu Nanzhi smiled awkwardly, "It should be said that he is quite powerful in Nancheng, but if you look at the whole city, he is not so outstanding."
Fang Lin was stunned when he heard this, "It doesn't matter, I can definitely afford one pill!"
Mu Nanzhi's little face froze, she simply didn't know what to say, thinking that this man really knew how to talk.
"Don't worry, little friend, it's just a pill, it's not a big deal."
Mu Nanzhi's beautiful eyes lit up, it was Mr. Mu who was back! Mu Nanzhi's excitement was seen by Fang Lin, and Fang Lin couldn't help but wonder whether she was excited because the man was back, or because the meat in his hands followed him.
came back?
Probably...the latter is more likely?
...In fact, Mu Nanzhi is not very good at eating, on the contrary, she eats very little.
This was very consistent with her slim and graceful figure, but Fang Lin was very rude.
During the meal, Mr. Mu intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the black sword stuck on the side by Fang Lin, "Little friend Lin, this black sword looks extraordinary!"
Fang Lin said without hesitation, "It belongs to a big brother."
Mu Nanzhi was suspicious, "Brother?
Didn’t you say you were alone?”
Fang Lin glanced at her and made up a lie without blushing and saying, "He is already dead."
Mu Nanzhi immediately looked embarrassed, "Ah... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look at it just now..." Fang Lin didn't care, "It's okay to look at it. Anyway, no one will care about the weight of this thing.
He has no use for it even if he thinks about it."
This is true. At this weight level, even monks of the same realm can pick it up, but only with the help of spiritual power.
But picking it up is different from using it as a weapon.
If this thing is used by others, I am afraid that not only will it not be used as a weapon, but it will become a burden.
Mr. Mu was thoughtful, and the suspicion in his eyes gradually dissipated.
After a moment, Mu Lao said pointedly, "Little Friend Lin is young, but he has already shown himself to be extraordinary. Although my Nancheng Mu Mansion, Nan Zhi, is also extremely talented, I am afraid that it is not enough in front of Little Friend Lin."
"But among the younger generation in Mu Mansion, Nan Zhi is already at the top. I asked abruptly, when little friend Lin arrives at Mu Mansion, he will stay in Mu Mansion and practice with Nan Zhi. Will little friend Lin be willing?"
Fang Lin was obviously surprised, but he soon realized, "You want to recruit me?
To take care of this little girl?"
Mu Nanzhi's face suddenly turned red.
What the hell is this little girl?
Do you look big?
We are all of the same age, okay! Why do you call me a little girl! Mr. Mu smiled and said, "That's true, otherwise why would we call us practicing together!"
"This girl Nan Zhi is a younger generation in the Mu family. No one can check her. So Nan Zhi is a little more willful. It's a good thing that someone can pull her along."
Nan Zhi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
She's not bad either, right?
Do you need someone else to take you with you?
She is already a Nascent Soul at such a young age. Who in the entire Mu family can compare with her?
Little did he know that Mr. Mu had lived for such a long time, and his vision was naturally beyond what Mu Nanzhi could have imagined.
Fang Lin seems to be free and easy in his actions, a bit like a young loner, but in his words and deeds, there is a hint of sophistication, at least compared to Mu Nanzhi.
In comparison, Mu Nanzhi is like a blank sheet of paper.
Fang Lin thought for a moment, "Mu Mansion, hereditary inheritance system?"
Mr. Mu was stunned, "This is natural. If you are not a person with the surname Mu, you are not qualified to participate in the affairs of the Mu family."
Fang Lin seemed relieved, "In this case, no one will worry about me trying to usurp the throne..." Mr. Mu simply couldn't laugh or cry.
Fang Lin suddenly said again, "What if you worry about me changing my last name again?
Change your name to Mu Fan, will there be an opportunity soon?"
Mr. Mu was dumbfounded when he saw it, it was really a long time since he had seen it.
The next day, the three of them set off again.
At this time, Fang Lin had temporarily agreed to stay in the Mu Mansion, and his identity was temporarily designated as the elder of the guest minister.
His cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage is enough to serve as an elder in the Mu Mansion.
Fang Lin sighed in his heart. It was not in vain that he made up so many lies, such as a casual cultivator, a dead brother... and even the big black sword he found at random became a relic...
