Chapter 309 Pass the Trial Your Background Is Too Fake
Chapter 309: Passed the test, your background is too fake
Mo Fan and Qin Yue live in the same community, not far from the school.
The two walked together and arrived at the community in only ten minutes.
"Mo Fan, please go back first. I will come to you to do homework with you after dinner!"
Xu Jing waved her hand, said goodbye to Mo Fan, and walked towards another building.
Mo Fan nodded and turned towards the elevator.
In this lifetime on earth, his parents were unexpectedly born when he was just entering junior high school.
Later, his grandmother became his guardian.
Unfortunately, grandma was too busy and had no time to take care of Mo Fan. She only paid him living expenses on time and occasionally came to see him once or twice a month.
So from then on, Mo Fan lived alone most of the time.
As I was thinking about something, the elevator stopped unconsciously.
Walking to the door of the house, Mo Fan took out the spare key from under the flower pot.
Opening the door and slumping down on the sofa, Mo Fan thought about how to break the situation.
If you are trapped in the illusion space all the time, you don't know what will happen.
Before falling into the illusion, Mo Fan vaguely heard an electronic beep.
The general meaning is that if he can pass this trial, he can gain control of the supreme field.
And if you fail the test, you will be punished.
However, Mo Fan fell into an illusion before he could hear the content of the punishment clearly.
Shaking his head, Mo Fan stopped thinking and immediately sat down cross-legged, preparing to practice the Golden Body Technique to test the effect.
Even in the illusion space, his cultivation is still retained.
Unfortunately, it seems that he is restricted by some rules, and he can only display extraordinary levels of cultivation at best.
Since I won't be able to find a breakthrough for a while, I might as well give practice a try and see if I can break through the current limits of cultivation.
The Golden Body Technique is mysterious after all, and it might have some effects.
If one's cultivation level returns to breaking the void, will this illusionary space be able to destroy itself without any attack?
It's a pity that his ability to identify abilities seems to have been affected and loses its effect in the dream space. Otherwise, he might be able to discover some useful information.
Mo Fan guessed that this space is very special and may be in a place where it cannot connect to the origin of the avenue.
He remembered what the old beggar said before leaving.
When I used the identification technique to identify the old beggar, what the old beggar felt was a mysterious wave coming from the source of the great avenue.
It was this mysterious fluctuation that allowed Mo Fan to see some information that others could not see.
Of course, Mo Fan's cultivation was still too poor at that time, and the old beggar evaded his identification skills.
After shaking his head, Mo Fan looked focused and prepared to practice.
However, before he could start, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded.
"Xiaofan, are you back? Mom is still cooking. You will watch some TV first. When your dad gets off work, the meal will be almost ready. Today I will make your favorite pickled fish -"
As the voice rang, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron who looked somewhat similar to Mo Fan came out of the kitchen.
"Mom..." Seeing this figure, Mo Fan was startled, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes began to feel sore.
This is his mother in his previous life.
However, he soon controlled his emotions.
He warned himself that this was just an illusion space, and everything in front of him was false.
"Hey, why are you kid sitting on the ground? It's winter, so you're not afraid of catching a cold, so get up quickly."
Wang Yueying rolled her eyes at Mo Fan with an unhappy expression, took out two eggs from the refrigerator, and turned back to the kitchen.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Fan simply stopped practicing, stood up and sat back on the sofa, turned on the TV and started watching casually.
About forty minutes later.
A middle-aged man with a Chinese character, a resolute face, and an extraordinary temperament opened the door and walked in.
Seeing this person, Mo Fan looked dazed, and his hidden memories couldn't stop emerging.
This man is his father Mo Junhao.
"Back?" Mo Junhao glanced at Mo Fan and sat down next to him.
"Well, I'm back." Mo Fan nodded.
Hearing this, Mo Junhao looked at Mo Fan in surprise.
Immediately, he shook his head and didn't think much.
After getting up and making a cup of tea, Mo Junhao looked at Mo Fan and said calmly: "Turn the channel to China Television One and let me watch the news."
"Okay." Mo Fan nodded and pressed 1 on the numeric keyboard skillfully.
The screen jumped, and a familiar broadcast screen appeared in front of Mo Fan.
Mo Junhao stopped talking to Mo Fan and watched TV seriously.
Ten minutes later, Wang Yueying came out with a bowl of carrot and pork ribs soup: "Dad, the dishes are ready. Go to the kitchen and bring them out."
Hearing this, Mo Junhao put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Seeing this, Mo Fan also stood up and wanted to go up and help.
Wang Yueying stopped him: "The kitchen is narrow, so let your dad do it alone."
Mo Fan had no choice but to give up.
Soon, the food was served and the family started eating.
While eating, the family chatted word by word.
"Xiao Fan, will Yue'er come to help you with your homework later?" Wang Yueying looked at her son.
"Probably." Mo Fan nodded.
Hearing this, Wang Yueying smiled so much that her eyes narrowed: "It seems that the baby I made for you when you were young is the right one. When you graduate from college, you will almost be able to get married."
Hearing this, Mo Junhao frowned and glanced at Wang Yueying: "The child is still young, what are you talking about?"
"Huh." Wang Yueying stared over and said angrily: "Xiaofan turned eighteen last month and is an adult. Why can't he say these things? When we were as old as him, we were all -"
Before Wang Yueying finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mo Junhao with a dark face: "Why are you saying this in front of your children?"
"Humph." Wang Yueying rolled her eyes at him and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
She took a sip of the soup, looked at Mo Fan and continued:
"Xiao Fan, don't listen to dad. When looking for a wife, you have to start early. Otherwise, you will regret it when Yue'er falls in love with someone else."
Mo Fan nodded: "Okay."
Mo Junhao: "??!"
Seeing this, Wang Yueying couldn't help laughing: "Haha, our son is really worthy of me!"
Mo Junhao: "..."
Wang Yueying continued: "In my opinion, after the college entrance examination, we can hold an engagement ceremony for them and settle the matter first. Such a good daughter-in-law cannot let go, just like I did back then -"
Mo Junhao's face twitched and turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
"Yue'er should be here, Xiaofan, go and open the door." Wang Yueying ordered.
"Okay." Mo Fan put down his bowls and chopsticks and stood up to open the door.
Soon, Qin Yue with Xu Jing's face came into Mo Fan's eyes.
She seemed to have taken a bath, her body exuded a faint fragrance of shower gel, and she was wearing an off-white sweater with her hair loose, highlighting her delicate face.
"Hey, here I come." Qin Yue shook the bag filled with test papers in her hand.
"Come in." Mo Fan nodded and led Qin Yue through the door.
"Hello, uncle and aunt." Qin Yue greeted politely.
"Yue'er, have you had dinner? I'll ask Xiaofan to get you a pair of bowls and chopsticks?" Wang Yueying said with a smile on her face.
"Auntie, I've already eaten. You can eat without worrying about me." Qin Yue seemed to have thought of something and looked at Wang Yueying curiously. "By the way, Auntie, what were you talking about just now? You seem to be very happy."
Wang Yueying looked at Mo Fan: "Xiaofan, tell Yue'er."
Mo Fan nodded, turned to look at Qin Yue and said, "You seem to be talking about our marriage?"
Mo Junhao: "??!"
Hearing this, Qin Yue's face turned red to the back of her ears.
"You guys eat slowly, I'll go check out Mo Fan's room!"
Without saying a word, Qin Yue rushed into Mo Fan's room as if he was running away.
Wang Yueying: "..."
This guy is even wilder than I used to be!
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In the following days, Mo Fan went to and from school as usual, stayed with Qin Yue every day, and started to get busy for the college entrance examination.
At first, he would practice the Golden Body Technique every day, but when he found that no matter how hard he practiced, it had no effect at all, Mo Fan gave up.
Gradually, he seemed to have forgotten about Blue Star, he had forgotten that he was a warrior, and he had forgotten about Mo Fan, who was unparalleled in talent and had the ability to turn mountains and seas.
Five months passed in the blink of an eye, and the weather started to get hotter.
The college entrance examination is only half a month away, and the whole city seems to be getting nervous.
In such an atmosphere, Mo Fan also worked harder to read and answer questions, and discussed the questions with Qin Yue.
With Qin Yue's help, he made rapid progress and completed a counterattack in half a year, rising from the bottom of the class to the top of the class.
In the most recent mock test, her score was only one point lower than Qin Yue's, ranking second in grade.
He seemed to have forgotten that this was an illusion space and that this was a trial.
In the blink of an eye, June is here, and the college entrance examination is coming as scheduled.
After spending two days in tension and anxiety, Mo Fan was liberated.
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The second day after the college entrance examination.
"Dad, Mom, I want to go out. It may take a few days before I come back." Mo Fan said.
"Xiaofan, where are you going? Are you going on a graduation trip?" Wang Yueying asked.
"Just take a walk and take a look." Mo Fan said.
He wanted to verify something.
"That's okay, you have grown up now, and mom believes you can take care of yourself.
"By the way, remember to bring Yue'er with you." Wang Yueying warned.
Mo Fan did not answer.
The next day, Mo Fan quietly walked out of the door, walked to a deserted place, and then soared into the sky, straight into the sky.
In the next month, he traveled all over the world, seemingly chasing something.
Nanyue Hengshan.
The sky is dark and bright.
Mo Fan sat cross-legged on a big brown stone, practicing the Golden Body Technique facing the rising sun.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Mo Fan slowly stood up and prepared to leave.
At this time, an old man with a red armband walked over nervously:
"Hey, boy, what are you doing standing so high?
"Come down quickly, it's dangerous! What if you fall?"
"Uncle, I am practicing my magical skills in front of the rising sun." Mo Fan said with a smile.
"Nonsense! You are already practicing magic skills? Please believe in science! Come down quickly!" The uncle was so angry that he wanted to laugh.
Mo Fan shook his head, looked up at the rising sun, jumped up, condensed the sword light, and pierced the air with his sword.
uncle:"???"
Seeing this scene, the old man was dumbfounded. He quickly rubbed his eyes and looked in the direction where Mo Fan left.
"Blessed!" I saw that figure stepping on the sword light, getting smaller and smaller, seeming to be heading towards the scorching sun on the horizon, and slowly disappearing into the sky.
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A month later, Mo Fan returned to Jiangcheng and began to live an ordinary life.
In this month, he traveled all over China and all over the country.
He was convinced that although there was spiritual energy in this world, there were no other extraordinary beings except him.
And his cultivation seemed to be fixed. No matter how he practiced, no matter how rich the spiritual energy was, it would not have any effect.
Next, Mo Fan lived a normal life.
Go to college.
graduate.
marry.
Entering middle age.
Watching my children grow up little by little, I also watch my parents getting older little by little.
Don't know when it will start.
Mo Fan forgot that he was a warrior.
Forgot the shell-cutting technique.
Forgot the Golden Body Technique.
Forgot the immortal power.
Forgot about Po Jun Fist.
He even forgot that he was undergoing the inheritance test.
He seemed to have become a real mortal.
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Thirty years later in March, Wang Yueying passed away with a smile.
This year she is 69 years old.
She is very satisfied with this life.
Grow your head together with the person you like, watch your son start a family and start a business, and your grandson grow up and become independent.
Be happy and have no regrets in this life.
The next year, Mo Junhao passed away with the same smile.
On the day he died, he smiled brightly and kept calling the word "Yueying".
His parents passed away one after another, and Mo Fan could do nothing but drink.
Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Mo Fan himself also became gray-haired.
The same is true for Qin Yue.
The next winter, Qin Yue held Mo Fan's hand and passed away with a smile: "Old man, I hope to be your wife in the next life -"
"Okay." Mo Fan nodded.
On the day Qin Yue was buried, Mo Fan, who had never cried before, shed tears and spent three days and three nights drunk in front of the grave until his son found him and took him home.
From then on, Mo Fan became taciturn, as if he was suffering from Alzheimer's disease.
This state of affairs lasted for five years.
Five years later, Mo Fan suddenly came back to his senses and woke up. He found that he had begun to grow in reverse, his white hair slowly turned black, and the ravine-like wrinkles on his face were slowly smoothed out.
He moved deep into the mountains, far away from human habitation, kept company with wild animals, cultivated flowers and fields, and became self-sufficient.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.
Mo Fan is over ninety years old.
This year, his son suffered a stroke and lay dying in the hospital bed.
Mo Fan came out of the mountain and appeared in the hospital, preparing to send him off for the last journey.
"Father, you seem to have become younger -" As he was dying, his son Mo Yun stared blankly at his father who suddenly appeared.
Still the same familiar face.
However, the father in this state seems to be in his prime.
Mo Fan shook his head, and milky white light burst out from his body.
In the blink of an eye, his figure was stooped, his black hair suddenly turned white, and his face was instantly covered with wrinkles.
"You saw it wrong." Mo Fan said.
"Did I see it wrong..." His son Mo Yun murmured to himself, and finally slowly closed his eyes and passed away forever.
"Everyone will grow old." Mo Fan shook his head and turned to leave the hospital.
With the sound of roosters and firecrackers, a new tomb was erected.
Mo Fan returned to the mountains, his figure seemed a little lonely.
He no longer grows in reverse, becomes older and older, and moves slower and slower.
Winter turns to spring, and it’s the season when peach blossoms fall.
Mo Fan walked on the road, heading west.
In late winter, Mo Fan came to the foot of Kunlun Mountain and started climbing the main peak.
100 meters.
Mo Fan's white hair began to turn black.
km.
The wrinkles on Mo Fan's face were smoothed out again.
Three thousand meters.
Mo Fan was exuding vitality, unprecedentedly vigorous.
"It's time for all this to end."
As he continued to climb the mountain, the power of Tao in his body surged, and the light of the soul overflowed, like a burning sun, covering the entire Kunlun Mountains in an instant.
One after another, shocking magic formations emerged.
One after another, peerless fields appeared out of thin air.
Kunlun Mountain gradually changes, revealing its depth and mystery, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon.
Bo——
There was a muffled sound, like the sound of flowers blooming.
Wisps of golden light burst out from the depths of Kunlun Mountain, and streams of invisible and intangible mysterious energy quickly spread in all directions.
"This is the vitality -" Mo Fan stood on the top of the mountain and closed his eyes slightly, feeling the vitality born between heaven and earth.
It seemed like a second had passed, and it seemed that ten thousand years had passed. The mountains under Mo Fan's feet began to collapse, the sky was torn apart, and the whole world was like a broken mirror.
Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, he was at the mysterious altar.
At the same time, a mechanical voice sounded in his ears:
"Congratulations to Trialist No. 0021 for passing the assessment and being able to accept the inheritance at any time."
Then, a less mechanical, slightly emotional voice sounded:
"Can you tell me how you discovered the clues and found a way out?"
Mo Fan nodded and said: "The background is too fake."