Cultivate the evil ways of the world

I don't know when it started, the market outside became lively, with red lanterns hanging and window grilles cut out of red paper, it looked extremely festive.

Only then did Shao Riwan realize that it was the Chinese New Year.

When he had nothing to do, he also went to the street to buy some things, and made two new clothes, let's just pay attention to it.

Wei Changze didn't seem to care much about this kind of thing, he was just very annoyed and finding fault with the more and more troublesome seniors.

There will be a big event in the spring of Twelve Wu next year.

The Qin An Law Conference is about to be held, and it has not yet been decided who to send.

How far Li Shu has been hiding in the past two days, trying to find him is like digging three feet, even if he is like this, he is taken out for rounds from time to time, whoever wants to show him some color, it makes him miserable It disturbs, and so does Wei Changze.

It's just because there is an unwritten rule in Shierwu that the attendee of the Qin'an Fa Conference once in a hundred years must be the next head.

Li Shu said: "You go, you go, I have already released the news, you go."

Wei Changze didn't even look at him, took a sip of water and wine, "I don't care, let old man Zheng decide."

Li Shu rolled his eyes, clinked glasses with him, made a crisp sound of porcelain, and breathed heavily, "Oh."

Both of them are like Ming Jing'er in their hearts. Zheng Qianqiu will send Li Shu to participate in the Qin'an Fa Conference. In terms of skill alone, Li Shu is too stable. Wei Changze has too many variables and his identity is sensitive. Once bitten, he will not let go That is something that damages the reputation of Shierwu, even if the above is not counted, Li Shu's background is there.

There is no doubt that Zheng Qianqiu will send Li Shu.

"Damn it," Li Shu spat, "annoying."

Wei Changze didn't say anything, just drank with him.

Li Shu glanced at him, "Where's your brother?"

"Practice," Wei Changze said, "maybe you have to go to the street to get clothes."

Li Shu sneered, "You are amazing, you are amazing, won't he go home to live with you here during the Chinese New Year?"

Wei Changze said, "It's okay."

Li Shu smiled and shook his head, raised his head and took another sip of wine, his Adam's apple made a swallowing sound, and the wine slid down his cheeks.

Wei Changze said, "How is your situation?"

"That's it," Li Shu said, "It's not been a year or so since I got stuck, and I can't break through in ten or eight days. I guess I'll die if I go."

There were a lot of exaggerations in these words, and Li Shu unexpectedly became humble, which made Wei Changze feel a little uncomfortable and looked at him inexplicably.

Li Shudao: "Let me say this first, because I am afraid that I will be ashamed if I lose."

Wei Changze just said: "I'm afraid those who can attend this year will not have the stage of becoming a god. You should not lose too badly."

"I borrowed your good words," Li Shu said angrily, "You really know how to talk."

He suddenly thought of something, and said: "Speaking of which, I have been confirmed, that Jiang Bixin will appear on behalf of Tianjimen."

Wei Changze paused subconsciously when he heard the name, and then said flatly, "Yes."

Li Shudao: "What is the relationship between that man and you? Every time you mention him, you will give me a face."

"Feud." Wei Changze said casually.

Li Shu understood and stopped asking, and said with a smile: "Okay, if I get him, I will cut you twice to relieve your anger."

Wei Changze said, "I heard people say that he has broken through the second layer of Jindan."

Li Shu took a sip of wine stuck in his throat and coughed twice, "Did he eat fertilizer? It's so fast!?"

"Probably," Wei Changze said, "I guess I didn't eat less."

It was rare for him to say a light-hearted joke, which made Li Shu dumbfounded, "I mean, this person is going to be sent out suddenly. The last time I saw him, he was just a kid."

Wei Changze glanced at him, "I'm afraid it will be more interesting in the future."

According to the direction of the plot, Jiang Bixin got the help of Sanxian before the Qin An Fa Conference. He was promoted and instructed, and the inner strength elixir was upgraded directly.

Wei Changze couldn't say anything about this, he couldn't tell Li Shu that I was supposed to appear at the Qin'an Conference, but I was there to spoil the scene, and I killed several people at that time, so I knew the skills of those people very well.

Wei Changze could only say to Li Shu, "If you really meet him, be careful."

Li Shu was a bit puzzled, he was approaching the stage of transforming gods, so he shouldn't be afraid of a sword cultivator at the second level of Jindan, but Wei Changze used to not tell him anything, so he just responded, "Okay."

Suddenly, bursts of firecrackers came from outside the house in the distance. It sounded very noisy, but it was also very festive.

Li Shu glanced out of the window, "The Chinese New Year will be next year."

Wei Changze let out an 'hmm'.

Li Shu gave him an interesting look, "You have gained a lot this year."

"It's okay," Wei Changze smiled, "it's okay."

His expression was soft.

Li Shu raised his eyebrows and clinked glasses with him.

Such rare and leisurely days passed quickly, and their lives were busy, and they couldn't enjoy a few days of peace, and they had to start running again.

Sure enough, on the third day after the year, Zheng Qianqiu summoned all the disciples of Shierwu, and let Li Shu attend this year's Qin'an Fa Conference.

No one dared to compete with Li Shu on stage that day.

It was impossible to fight overtly and covertly. Li Shu's ability was indeed formidable. No one objected to it, but no one was jealous.

Wei Changze smirked, winked at Li Shu, and heard Zheng Qianqiu say: "It's not safe for Li Shu to be alone, Wei Buji, you can go with him, if something goes wrong You can also protect the Dharma from the sidelines."

Wei Changze froze for a moment, "Huh?"

Zheng Qianqiu said: "Do you have any opinions?"

"..." Wei Changze said, "Recently, I often can't suppress the devilish energy in my body, and it seems like I'm about to go off the rails..."

"In that case," Zheng Qianqiu interrupted him, "come up and let me have a look."

Wei Changze said: "That's... there's no need for it. It's not easy to hit you with this evil spirit. You might as well send an insurance person to save me from any trouble on the way."

Zheng Qianqiu glanced at him flatly.

Li Shu couldn't hold back his laughter, and said, "Junior brother, I think you look radiant recently, if you really have something to do, let the master take a look, don't support yourself, ah."

"..." Wei Changze said, "I'll go back and prepare, and I'll be leaving right away."

Zheng Qianqiu said: "Yes."

The Qin'an Dharma Conference is a rookie dharma conference held once in a century. All sects and sects present the best young people of their generation to exchange morals and righteousness, but it is actually a touchstone to measure the level of cultivators of this branch.

Whether it is in decline or prosperity, you can tell with a test.

In the past, it was necessary to bring two people to participate in the Qin'an Conference, but neither Wei Changze nor Li Shu had actually been there, so they didn't know anything about it, so they were caught off guard.

Shao Riwan was a little worried and said, "Shall I go talk to him?"

"What are you talking about?" Wei Changze smiled, "Since there are such rules, then go ahead, there is nothing to say."

Others probably don't know, but Wei Changze's skills have improved by leaps and bounds these days, but Shao Riwan knows it all too well. Every step he takes forward is like crossing a single-plank bridge over an abyss. A slight step forward is fatal. At this time No matter how I say it, I'm afraid it's hard to feel at ease.

Shao Riwan said: "You..."

"Don't think about it," Wei Changze said, "I don't think you need to do anything. Li Shu's skills are not weak, and none of the people present here can fight."

Shao Riwan still felt very incomprehensible, Zheng Qianqiu's behavior at this time was too inhuman, which made him a little angry.

Wei Changze said, "I'm afraid he has other plans."

He didn't say anything about the rest, he had a faint premonition, as if Zheng Qianqiu knew something about his fate.

In the original book, Wei Changze also had an incident before and after the Qin An Fa Conference. At that time, he was close to falling into the devil's way. Wu Feng used various forbidden drugs on him. Growing up at a frightening pace.

This has been the truth since ancient times, the more evil and more painful, the stronger.

Wu Feng once hijacked him to Qin'an, trying to kill these orthodox monks full of benevolence and morality like manipulating a puppet. Wei Changze killed several people, and then seriously injured Jiang Bixin.

The two turned against each other here, and finally tore apart their faces on the bright side.

Looking back on the journey along the way, Wei Changze suddenly found that every step he took seemed to be repeating the same mistakes, which were strikingly similar to history.

Although everything looks different, it seems that he has broken free from his fate, but it seems that a pair of invisible hands are setting the plot right and bringing everything back to normal.

Shao Riwan has been fidgeting since hearing the news, at this moment he suddenly walked up to him and said, "I feel something is wrong."

Wei Changze took his hand to let him sit beside him, and asked, "What?"

Shao Riwan: "You can't go to Qin'an."

He looked at Wei Changze seriously, and said this.

Wei Changze smiled, his sharp eyebrows looked extraordinarily gentle, "Then don't go."

Shao Riwan was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to caress the back of his hand, "I'm serious, you can't go, you go and tell Zheng Qianqiu right away that your illness is not cured, so what will happen if you go, if he doesn't agree, let's go .”

"Okay," Wei Changze said, "I'm also serious."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Shao Riwan was half relieved. He also knew that as long as Wei Changze made up his mind, it would be more than half of the work, and almost no one could change this person's decision.

Wei Changze smiled and put his arms around his shoulders, "I'll go find Zheng Qianqiu, you wait here for me."

But when he walked out of the room, the smile on his face faded away.

The room is smoky, and the white gas in the incense burner rises, creating a heavy aroma.

Zheng Qianqiu carefully poured a cup of tea from a tea tray and handed it to Wei Changze.

Wei Changze took it with both hands and took a sip, only bitter but not sweet.

Zheng Qianqiu said: "How is it?"

Wei Changze said, "Okay."

Zheng Qianqiu laughed, "Do you also tell lies?"

Wei Changze put down the teacup and said, "It's really good."

"This is the third year," Zheng Qianqiu was still drinking the tea over and over again, with the curling steam circling on the table, "since you called me 'Master'."

Zheng Qianqiu: "I used to think that you were too sharp, but now you are much better."

Wei Changze said, "Thanks for your teaching."

"Needless to say this," Zheng Qianqiu said with a smile, "I don't have the ability. You were too ambitious before, but now you have nothing."

Wei Changze probably knew what he was going to say.

Sure enough, Zheng Qianqiu said: "It seems that you don't care about revenge anymore."

In fact, what he said was really wrong. Wei Changze had no intention of revenge from the very beginning. If it was true, he might be fine, maybe his heart is full of hatred, but he is a time traveler, and he knows that all of this is fake , are all fabricated by an author at will, even if there is hatred, he doesn't know who to hate.

But Wei Changze just said: "It's not bad to change the way of life."

"Indeed," Zheng Qianqiu laughed, "everyone is like this. If there is a choice of comfort, no one wants to lick blood every day."

Wei Changze said casually, "Qin'an Fahui, I hope you can find another suitable candidate."

Zheng Qianqiu glanced at him and didn't speak for a long time.

The room suddenly fell into silence, neither of them spoke, and no one could speak at this time.

After a while, Zheng Qianqiu finally sighed, took a sip of tea and said, "Three years ago, the first time I saw you, I saw your fate."

"I've lived for hundreds of years, and I couldn't resist not saying anything," Zheng Qianqiu looked up at him suddenly, "A dead person actually stood in front of me alive."

Wei Changze seemed to have expected this, but said flatly: "Everyone has an unspeakable past, why should you add trouble."

"You still have a long way to go," Zheng Qianqiu said with a smile, "It's not that I want to embarrass you, but this life is embarrassing you. Even if I don't care, your life will lead you to go. Master and apprentice together field, I just want you to avoid detours."

"Thank you," Wei Changze said, "That's not necessary."

"You can do whatever you want," Zheng Qianqiu sighed, "I don't care."

While walking on the road, Wei Changze suddenly felt a little dazed. He had never felt this way before, but at this moment he felt a little dazed, which was only fleeting.

If he followed his own thinking, he never believed in fate, so he just wanted to fight for death with one breath, so he agreed to Zheng Qianqiu.

But at the moment when he saw Shao Riwan after going back, he suddenly found it difficult to tell him about it.

Only then did he realize that this was no longer possible, he could no longer do this.

There were some dried radishes hanging in the yard in winter. Shao Riwan always ate light food, but here it was heavy, so Wei Changze asked someone to bring some side dishes from the farm, which looked a bit lively when they were hanging in the yard.

The water in the two water tanks was filled by Shao Riwan yesterday. The outer disciples were lazy at work, and the water was changed every three days. Shao Riwan always felt that it was not clean, so he worked hard to lift the water every other day, and used it before it was frozen. Light.

When he entered the door, Shao Riwan was practicing sword, his white clothes fluttered, and his figure was flying like a sword. Seeing him coming back, he suddenly withdrew his sword posture, walked over and asked, "How is it?"