Huang Lang's son really brought a wave of discussion to the Du Jun Mansion.

The natural earth spirit is extremely vast, and when born, it is a physique at the level of a god general, which makes countless strong people amazed. Even Wanning, Fu Quan and Yin Ziyi have praised it for days.

Obviously, this baby named "Huangdi" has become the best choice for the strong.

After the name was taken, everyone laughed and dispersed. The little baby was chubby, adorable and couldn't let go. It was not until Huang Lang helped his wife Xiao Ling'er walk out of the house, and he reluctantly handed the baby to his parents' arms.

Then, another burst of silence and praise kept coming out of the couple. When the wife and the wife heard the names everyone gave for their son, they were extremely happy.

"Huangdi~, such a domineering name. He set his cultivation level in the future as soon as he was born. This name is very good, thank you, brother~"

Huang Lang was naturally extremely happy. He hugged Mo Ran, who was smiling bitterly, and slapped several times.

Xiao Ling'er's maternal love is flooded, and there is a hint of stability and kindness on her pretty face. Her jade hands constantly stroked the baby's face and murmured to herself: "Di'er, you will be called Di'er in the future. My Di'er is so cute."

Such gentle and pity-filled cry made Qin Yao and her three girls envious, and immersed their thoughts in their future reverie. From time to time, they turned around and looked at Mo Ran with embarrassing expressions, with a little more love in their eyes.

Everyone in the Poison Lord's Mansion was talking about this topic, but Mo Ran stood there and was so confused that he didn't know what he was thinking.

It's no wonder that before I could be happy that I had such a big name, I decided to nod in surprise, and it was unexpected.

I recited these two words repeatedly in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt the more terrifying it was.

"I hope it won't have anything to do with the Emperor of China, alas~"

Even though I thought about this, Mo Ran was still happy for his life-threatening elder brother. Once his upset thoughts were cleared from his mind, Mo Ran returned to his unpredictable mentality.

Looking at Huang Lang enviously, Mo Ran was in a good mood. He waved his hand and ordered: "Come here, hold a banquet, and have a grand banquet for my elder brother for three years."

“Okay~”

I had been waiting for Mo Ran's words for a long time. In fact, on the other hand, Zijing had already sent someone to prepare for this banquet. After all, with Huang Lang's current status in Zixiao, ordinary people cannot compare with him. Besides, everyone has experienced countless hardships together, and the relationship between them is as solid as iron-clad, who would not be happy for him?

Let me give you a command, including those seniors such as Mo Tianxing, who are also busy with their status.

The banquets of hundreds or thousands of people were arranged neatly in the heartland of the past in a short while. Hundreds of banquets gathered all kinds of food and wine from the Tianwu Realm.

This is a region without disputes, and a year without chaos and murder. In the Du Jun Mansion, everyone felt the little comfort and laughter, and was deeply immersed in it.

When drinking, you drink a song, and you are not allowed to use your energy to resist the anesthesia of alcohol. If you want to get drunk, you will only stop drunk.

The yang of Zixiaomen is strong and the yin is weak. The number of women is limited, but there are many men. There are hundreds of banquets full of food and drinks, and the world changes color. No matter how long the outside world takes, three years have passed. The warriors are all drunk and drunk, and they are so drunk that they wake up. They drink day and night.

The female family members don’t like to mix it up, and most of the time they are just chatting, practicing, or playing around the newborn in the mansion. Not long after, my aunt thought a lot.

I don’t know how long I drank it, but until Huang Lang was still lying under the table countless times, Mo Ran retreated from his past heart.

In order to give the baby a good rest environment, Xiao Ling'er and his son did not let the past heart at first. It would take a while for this "di'er" to grow up. Looking at the bright red stars in the room, occasionally a few graceful figures reflected, followed by a few sweet laughs like silver bells, and they were very comfortable.

Mo Ran did not disturb him, and his divine thoughts moved and entered the Divine Cauldron of Creation.

One thing is certain. Qiling has been busiest these days. Although he cannot control the realm of the formation pill, there are any mistakes. Mo Ran still lets him go to the Divine Cauldron to take care of him. If there is any strange phenomenon, he can also notify himself immediately to avoid immeasurable losses.

When Mo Ran arrived, he also saw his mentor Qingchen. He thought he should like quietness and did not drink with everyone.

"Master, Qi Ling~" Mo Ran walked over with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

The two of them turned around and saw Mo Ran and smiled slightly.

Mo Ran asked, "How is it?" Both of them were experts in the alchemy. Qiling was the first to answer, and there was an unconcealed surprise in his words: "The realm of the formation pill is indeed created by heaven and earth, and it can operate independently without the control of the boss. More than 12,000 drops of medicinal power can also find the method of cohesion in the rules, which is extremely magical."

First, I praised a few words, and then said the key point: "Now there are many water drops that have merged into new medicinal power. The progress is smooth, but the coagulation time of every two medicinal power is a bit long, and the more time goes by, the more difficult it is. It is unknown whether it can become a elixir for 1.5 million years of thawing, it is unknown whether it can become a elixir. And boss, when it comes to the elixir, you may only be able to watch it. After all, this bone marrow melting heart pill is not an ordinary thing. As far as I know, there are no more than three people in the entire Tianwu Realm who can refine this level of elixir." Qi Ling said, scratching her head.

Qiling has always regarded Mo Ran as an idol and is also very talented in alchemy talent. He really wants to help Mo Ran take over all the alchemy matters, and he doesn't have to catch up. At least it's about the same. But now that Mo Ran has shown the realm of the formation pill in front of him, Qiling just now knows how big the gap between him and Mo Ran is.

The realm of formation pills is not something that anyone can master. It has integrated the essence of formation and alchemy cultivation, so that there is no way to intervene in the last step of tempering pills.

Mo Ran had expected this step long ago, and nodded as he heard it. Looking at Qiling's lack of interest, Mo Ran smiled and said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

What Mo Ran said was naturally the method of formation pill.

However, Qiling shook his head and said with a sarcastic smile: "Forget it, boss, just refining elixir is enough for me to study for a while. If I learn the formation, I don't know what year or month it will be."

Qingchen listened on the side, twisted his beard and nodded, with a very admirable look in his eyes: "It is better to be focused and refined than not doing it, and you are not moronized. You can't even force some things to do, and you still need to grasp your mind and nature."

Qiling nodded in understanding, and when she looked at Qingchen, her eyes were filled with respect.

It is important to mention that Qingchen's current elixir has extremely high strength. Although he still cannot reach Moran's level, he can still capture the elixirs of the ordinary Earth level. Moreover, his understanding of elixirs has reached the same height as the three elders of the Dan Cultivation line in the Chaoxing Sea Area. This is the real elixir of alchemy.

The three of them chatted for a while, and then Mo Ran retreated and returned to the Du Jun Mansion. The banquet there was over. He said that he did not use the energy, but after the banquet, everyone was unwilling to sleep until they woke up naturally. As they activated their energy, their alcoholic spirit disappeared instantly, and they returned to the past heart and practiced themselves.

Mo Ran didn't see Huang Lang, probably because he went back to see his baby son.

Qin Yao, Xu Jie'er, and Dongfang Xue were surprisingly not in her boudoir, so she probably chose a place to practice.

When I have nothing to do, Mo Ran can only practice meditation and organize his thoughts.

Hou Pei's conditions are difficult to complete. The peace of the past year will not last forever. Mo Ran knew that when the news of the evil spirits came back, he would soon embark on the journey of assassinating the God Emperor.

This is a serious battle with the nine divine realms. I have reminded Luo Yutian before to let him take care of his subordinates and not interfere, otherwise it would be a bad thing to have a misunderstanding.

Luo Yutian was also surprised to receive Mo Ran’s news, but then he smiled bitterly and sighed: “The people of the Sin Alliance have certain behaviors that go against heaven and earth. Otherwise, they are called Sin Alliance. Their sins are based on the corpses of billions of warriors in the Tianwu Realm.”

After saying "Be careful", Luo Yutian and Mo Ran's call were completed.

Upgraded to the realm of the intermediate level of the Divine Emperor, Mo Ran felt that his three thousand worlds had skyrocketed several times. If he used teleportation at this moment, he could move in a random manner within a range of thousands of miles, like a ghost or a charm.

As the realm increases, the content of vital energy naturally increases, and the long breath has made great progress. The two types of boxing techniques of Qingxuan Split Body Fist and Zixuan Destroy Divine Fist have reached the realm of transformation. It can be said that if you face a master on the God Emperor List, as long as you are not ranked too high, Mo Ran can compete with him with a pair of fists without losing.

As for the surprising martial arts of the Thunder Heart Arrow, it is also an extremely terrifying killer weapon.

At the moment, what puzzled Mo Ran the most was the Thousand Shadows Fantasy Heavenly Thunder. This secret thunder attribute technique that had been evolved for 100,000 years from the void space is indeed powerful. And as its strength increases, Mo Ran has a vague feeling of being difficult to control.

Usually, the cultivation level is improved, and the martial arts and secret techniques I have learned in the past should be more handy, but the Thousand Shadows Illusion Sky Thunder is different. I tried it once in the past Xinyuan before. If I extracted all Moran's energy last time and strengthened the power of this martial art, I could still leave a trace of remaining strength. At present, Moran, a middle-level God Emperor's powerful man, will be truly powerless and weak. If he continues to develop according to this situation, it may be even more excessive when he reaches the realm of the high-level God Emperor.

It is precisely from this point that even if the Qianying Fantasy Thunder is powerful, Mo Ran dares not use it easily. He has drawn almost all the purples at one time. The Qing Qi is probably unique. He cannot move rashly unless he has to.

After pondering quietly for a while, Zijing finally came to the door with a serious look on his face. The first sentence he said was extremely depressed: "Moran, the news of the evil ghost has been passed back."
Chapter completed!