The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

In the Zuiyue Tower, Zhao Huaibei also blocked the knife for Shen Lang.

Moreover, at the city gate, Shen Lang still owed Zhao Huaibei a life. Although he said that he had paid it off, debts of favor are the hardest to repay.

It would be fine if Zhao Huaibei was alive, but now that he is dead, Shen Lang doesn’t know how to repay him.

In this case, the only thing Shen Lang could think of was to bury the young man in peace.

"It's a bit difficult. You're not good enough yet. You need to practice more." Mo Yi said softly.

"Well, let's give it a try. There's a chance here." Shen Lang looked towards the direction of Muyun City.

"By the way, Master, I need your help with something." Shen Lang thought of Lu Fengxian.

"Oh?" Mo Yi raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter? The fight with She San's father? As long as you pay..."

"That's not it..." Shen Lang shook his head: "Help Lu Fengxian with his treatment, and then help me see what kind of martial arts is suitable for him."

"Okay, let me take a look at your injuries first and then I'll pay you." Mo Yi rolled up his sleeves.

"Qianluo, find Fengxian."

…………

Soon, Lu Fengxian was brought into the tent again.

He didn't ask how Mo Yi came here, and he wouldn't tell anyone even if they asked, as he was a taciturn person.

After the old beggar died, he became even more silent.

Looking at Lu Fengxian in front of him, Mo Yi's expression became unusually solemn.

Lu Fengxian was wearing the clothes that looked dirty after falling into the mud, but he had washed his face.

Due to time constraints, Wei Qianluo only altered one piece of clothing for him, and there was a set of spare military uniform that did not fit him, and Wei Qianluo had not had time to alter it.

Most of the things I bought today were lost, especially Lu Fengxian's clothes, which were all thrown in the east of the city and picked up and divided up by some beggars.

At that time, no one had the energy to look for him, so now Lu Fengxian is like a clay figure.

Mo Yi pinched his fingers and moved his thumb quickly.

"This..." Mo Yi counted twice, and after confirming that it was correct, he looked at Lu Fengxian again.

"Master, is there a problem?" Shen Lang asked puzzledly.

As for Mo Yi's divination technique, Shen Lang had never experienced its power. He thought many cultivators knew this. After all, if you just walk around the city, you will find that many old blind people whose eyesight can pass the pilot exam have this ability.

"It's no big deal, just take off your clothes." Mo Yi's eyes never left Lu Fengxian.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fengxian obediently took off his shirt, revealing his scarred upper body.

Wei Qianluo's pupils shrank slightly and he couldn't help but cover his mouth.

She used to think that her life was hard enough, as she was often bullied by the maids. But looking at Lu Fengxian, it seemed that his life was even harder...

There were whip marks all over his body, probably because he was whipped too hard, making it difficult for the skin to recover.

Looking at his body again, he had bruises all over, and it seemed that he had been beaten a lot.

Mo Yi picked up his wrist and felt his pulse.

Then he took out a knife and cut his fingers.

Lu Fengxian instinctively wanted to dodge and pull his hand away, but Mo Yi's bare hand was like an iron clamp, preventing him from pulling it back.

babble...

A trace of blood flowed out, and Mo Yi immediately took a blood sample and looked at it.

"Phew, the inspection is complete."

Mo Yi let go of Lu Fengxian's wrist.

"How is it?" Shen Lang asked.

"come here……"

Mo Yi pulled Shen Lang aside and whispered, "Qian Luo's aptitude and blood concentration must be ranked among the best in the entire Zhao family. Not just the current Zhao family, but the entire Zhao family in history!"

"And Lu Fengxian... this child is destined to kill constantly throughout his life. His physique is born to face disasters. His aptitude is a bit similar to that girl Qianluo. Both are of heavenly caliber."

"Qianluo is fine. You are just calling each other master and disciple, but you haven't completed the ceremony between master and disciple. You are not real master and disciple."

"This kid is different. His fate is like a killer star descending into the world. He has the meaning of being doomed to be alone..."

"Are you sure you want to adopt him as your adopted son? If you call him dad, you'll be in big trouble!"

Mo Yi has never dared to touch upon the matter of cause and effect.

If the master-disciple relationship between Shen Lang and Wei Qianluo were to be revealed through three kneelings and nine kowtows and the offering of tea, it would be known to heaven and earth, and there would be an extra thread binding the two together.

Even if Shen Lang and Wei Qianluo did not take all the steps, their fates would still be entangled.

"Hmm..." Shen Lang couldn't help but feel conflicted.

Damn, this broken system is screwing me!

The lone star of the evil spirit?

This thing sounds cool, but only those who have used it will know.

The death of Lu Fengxian's adoptive father was probably a calamity.

Before, Shen Lang thought it was a complete coincidence, but now after hearing what Mo Yi said, he could probably figure out what was going on.

Shen Lang recalled the time from when he went to find Lu Fengxian to when the old beggar died. Many things happened in between, as if pushing the old beggar to death.

And Lu Fengxian's current fighting spirit and enthusiasm for practice are definitely off the charts!

This type of destined protagonist can easily kill the people around them, because the death of those around them is their motivation to move forward.

Wait, it seems that we can’t blame the system.

The system made me beat him and made him call me dad, so this doesn't count as a major cause and effect.

The thing is, it's easier to make him call him godfather than to beat him and make him call him dad.

If a man like Lu Fengxian was beaten like that, he would probably have to go through all ten cruel tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

Moreover, Shen Lang, who is at the Heavenly Man Realm, would definitely not be afraid of any karma, as he is already the best in the world.

"Master...if he calls me dad, and I don't treat him as a son, will that be okay?"

Chapter 105 Shen Lang Preaching

"Huh?" Mo Yi looked Shen Lang up and down: "Are you okay?"

"Ahem, I'll just let him call me dad..." Shen Lang rubbed his hands and smiled awkwardly: "He doesn't treat me as a father, and I don't treat him as a son, can you be a little stronger?"

To put it bluntly, now that Lu Fengxian is willing to call him dad, it is just a deal, and it does not involve other things...

"I don't know!" Mo Yi spread his hands and said, "Anyway, I've told you the problem. It's up to you whether you want to accept it or not."

Mo Yi also found it a little magical.

Whether it was Wei Qianluo or Lu Fengxian, their physiques and destinies were rare in a thousand years, and she had no way of getting a full picture.

What luck Shen Lang has, meeting two of them at once, and both of them are related to him.

Mo Yi became more and more curious about Shen Lang's chaotic fate.

"Master, I really need to accept this adopted son..."

Shen Lang said that although it was dangerous, Lu Fengxian did not represent a mission.

He should be carrying a huge chain of tasks like Wei Qianluo.

Damn it, let the storm come even harder, let’s see if he kills me first, or if I grow faster than he can and attract enemies to me.

"Okay, take it if you want." Mo Yi stretched out his hand towards Shen Lang: "Let me make it clear to you in advance, I don't want to be involved in the cause and effect of this child at all. You have to pay me all the money regarding his affairs, not a penny!"

When it comes to debts, it is not difficult to repay them if you borrow them, but after a while, they become debts of favor.

Mo Yi also wanted Shen Lang to give up, as the cause and effect of a man like Lu Fengxian was too difficult to resist.

"How much?" Shen Lang asked.

"His body is more difficult to treat than yours back then. Including the cost of the medicine, it will cost one hundred and fifty spirit stones."

"What about the technique?" Shen Lang continued, "Is he suitable for practicing Snow Piao Renjian?"

"Not suitable, but I do have a set of exercises that are completely suitable for the Shura Body." Mo Yi shook his head: "This exercise is produced by the Great Zhou Library. The last Shura Body was hundreds of years ago. This exercise has become a mascot."

"Do you have all the suitable ones?" Shen Lang was a little surprised. Who is this Mo Yi? It seems that nothing can stump her.

"Of course, I used to love collecting these weird things." Mo Yi complained, "Damn, I owed a lot of money for this. At that time, I really wanted to sell myself..."

Shen Lang finally understood why Mo Yi was poor.

She likes to collect these strange and weird things, which is equivalent to collecting antiques in modern times.

If the antiques are far away...

Then just treat Mo Yi as a plastic man!

A wall for a otaku, an apartment in Beijing, sometimes it’s not just talk.

“Okay, how much does this technique cost? Also, include the herbs he needs to cultivate to the Divine Sea Realm…” Shen Lang said generously, “Give me all the best! It would be best if he could reach the Divine Sea Realm in half a month!”

"As for him, if he wants to recover in half a month and reach the Divine Sea Realm... it will cost a total of 1,200 spirit stones, no discount at all." Mo Yi looked at Shen Lang seriously: "His Qi and blood are too difficult to replenish. His whole body is like a bottomless pit. He can't be conditioned through cultivation like Wei Qianluo. What he needs are all tonics. Now is war time, and the price of this stuff in the city is skyrocketing. I'm not sure if these are enough."

Shen Lang was confused.

So much money?

Shit, even if Wei Qianluo and I were put together, we wouldn’t be as wasteful as him!

In fact, this was also a gift from Zhao Qingyang from Snow Piao Renjian.

The most expensive thing is still the technique...

Practicing when you are poor and practicing when you are rich are two different things.

Lu Fengxian is like a supercar that is about to be scrapped and the cost of repairing it is too high.

Moreover, what Shen Lang wanted were all good things.

"Do you have the money? If not, just give up. Don't worry, as long as we let him go, he will be able to avenge himself sooner or later." Mo Yi said: "Also, although he is unlucky for his relatives, his ability to turn danger into safety is not exaggerated."

"Yes, I do, but I'm afraid you can't find it..." Shen Lang took out a spirit ticket and put it in Mo Yi's hand.

Looking at the spirit ticket in front of him, Mo Yi fell silent.

Slowly, Mo Yi's breathing became rapid and her pretty face turned red, as if she had been hit by a lightning and fire sword.

"Oh..." Mo Yi suddenly went around behind Shen Lang and pressed him to the ground.

Her two little hands gently kneaded Shen Lang's shoulders.

"Boss, what else do you need? Just tell me, I can satisfy you in any way!"

"Well... help me improve the Thunder and Fire Sword. It would be best if it could be driven by one-tenth of the true Qi, and the power would be reduced normally..." Seeing that Mo Yi started to act like a loser when he saw the money, Shen Lang couldn't help but make the request with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"Mou Wenti!" Mo Yi licked his lips: "What else?"

"Others... I can't think of them for now."

"Okay, boss, don't worry, I guarantee that the task will be completed!" Mo Yi's bare hand touched Shen Lang's face: "I see that you and Qian Luo's cultivation speed has slowed down. Is it because you haven't practiced well?"

"I'll recommend a few medicinal baths to the boss, which will ensure that your and Qianluo's cultivation will soar..."

"The charges are absolutely reasonable, only the labor cost is charged!"

"Okay! Remember the accounts clearly for me and don't embezzle." Shen Lang said generously.

Even though he doesn't have any good brothers to beat up for the time being, he can still rely on absorbing the spiritual energy from the medicine to practice, and his practice will be just as fast!

"Oh, and the boss also needs something like a cultivation array. I have ready-made materials here. I guarantee that the boss will be able to open a third Divine Sea within half a month!"

"So magical?" Shen Lang was a little surprised.

"How do you think Zhao Huaibei reached the Free and Easy Realm at the age of fifteen?"

"Come on, come here!" Shen Lang looked refreshed.