Xian Gong wants me to destroy the world

"You are sincere." Xiao Lanshan really likes obedient and well-behaved children, and when he sees the little boy so well-behaved, he can't help but feel pity.

"Because, my mother said..." The little boy's face was slightly reddish strangely: "If you look at someone's body, you will be responsible."

Xiao Lanshan froze immediately. Would it be okay if people from the Taoist sect knew about it? A mortal kid has seen all the power of Lianxu, and now the kid is going to take responsibility.

But for such a young child, I didn't expect the tutor to be very good. It's a pity...

Xiao Lanshan took out his novice uniform and a small wooden sword and handed it to the little boy: "For the sake of your sincerity, I will raise you for a few more years, and when you grow up, you will have more meat." Time, how about eating you again?"

"Okay." The little boy shyly looked at the clean set of clothes, and then peeked at Xiao Lanshan, his eyes were full of longing for clean clothes.

"These are for you." Xiao Lanshan handed the things to the little boy: "When you grow up, remember to come to Xuanmen to find me, you still owe me an arm."

"Xuanmen?" The little boy was stunned: "Are you from Xuanmen?"

"That's right." Xiao Lanshan seemed casual, but actually carefully scrutinized the little kid's expression.

"You're a bad guy!" The little kid was also bloody, and he threw the clothes in his hand at Xiao Lanshan: "I don't want your things!"

Xiao Lanshan held back the little excitement in his heart, took the clothes with one hand, and held the little kid who was about to run away with the other.

"Why, people from Xuanmen killed your relatives?" Xiao Lanshan could think with his toes, why the little brat suddenly became furious.

"It was Taoism who spied on my family's gods, killed my parents, uncles, and even Master Wu who taught me Kung Fu!" The little boy's eyes were red, and he was about to cry.

"Then you're going to hit me?" Xiao Lanshan deliberately asked back.

"My mother said, there is no good thing in Xuanmen, and you are not a good thing either!" The little kid was about to rush up and beat Xiao Lanshan.

Xiao Lanshan easily restrained the little boy with one hand: "You little guy is too indiscriminate. There are tens of thousands of people in Taoism, big and small. Some of them were sent to practice by their parents without caring about the world since they were young. Yes, there are people who work hard to heal diseases and injuries for mortals, and there are also people like you who have no father or mother, and are taken by the immortal master to practice on the mountain. Are these hundreds of thousands of people bad people?"

The little boy didn't know how to defend himself, and was speechless.

"If you want me to tell you, you are the bad guy. You peeped at me naked and beat me with the things I gave you." Xiao Lanshan picked up the kid's chin: "Don't you think so?"

The little boy was completely wilted, like a defeated rooster, he lowered his head.

"I don't care, I want to kill Deacon Xu and his disciples to avenge my parents!"

"Okay." Xiao Lanshan nodded in agreement.

"What about you?" The little boy looked up at Xiao Lanshan in surprise.

"As a person from the Taoist sect, why do I agree with you to kill the people from the Taoist sect?" Xiao Lanshan said for the little boy.

"Yeah!" The little boy nodded vigorously.

"You said, how can there be no bad guys in a fairy gate with tens of thousands of people?" Xiao Lanshan said in a persuasive manner: "But bad guys should be killed, no matter who they are, so I support your revenge. But I only support you That's all, because you can't kill that Deacon Xu at all."

"Why!" The little kid stared at Xiao Lanshan unconvinced.

"If you meet someone who says I want to kill Deacon Xu of Xuanmen, you may not live for a month." Xiao Lanshan ruthlessly sarcastically said: "You haven't even arrived at the foundation building. As far as I know, Xuanmen The lowest level of deacon is Nascent Soul cultivation. You are a mortal who beats Nascent Soul? It is as simple as stepping on an ant to death. If you can’t control your mouth like this and don’t improve your cultivation level, your parents are afraid that you were born in vain. Still expecting revenge from you?"

Listening to Xiao Lanshan's words, the little boy turned into a mournful face: "Is there really no other way?"

Xiao Lanshan picked up the small wooden stick and knocked the little kid on the head: "Others say you can't do it, so you really can't do it? If you listen to others like this, and they tell you to die, why don't you die?" Put on a preaching expression: "No matter how many people say you can't do it, as long as you firmly believe that you can do it, then you still have a [-]% chance of winning. If you don't even insist on yourself, then you really can't do it."

The little boy covered his head and looked at Xiao Lanshan in a ignorant manner: "So, you mean that I want to think I can do it?"

Xiao Lanshan unceremoniously slapped the kid again: "What did I say? Why do you listen to me so much?"

The little boy reacted: "Yes, I don't listen to others, I will definitely do it!"

Xiao Lanshan nodded in satisfaction.

"From now on, I will never tell anyone my secret again." The little brat made inferences: "Except you."

"Why do you want to exclude me? Don't you know that I am from the Taoist sect?" Xiao Lanshan asked.

"Because you already know, and if there is... I will be responsible." The little boy had a serious face.

"Responsible?" Xiao Lanshan couldn't help laughing up to the sky: "You little guy, you are so small!"

"I will, as long as I believe I will, I still have a [-]% chance of winning." The little boy looked straight at Xiao Lanshan.

This is a good study, Xiao Lanshan held back a smile, and handed over the novice uniform again: "Then you have to work hard."

"Thank you, wife." The little boy took the clean clothes, looked at his somewhat dirty body, put down the clothes and ran towards the small lake.

"Wait." Xiao Lanshan understood what the little boy was going to do. In front of the little boy, he summoned fire, condensed ice cubes, and boiled a ball of warm water.

The little boy stared blankly at Xiao Lanshan's tricks like magic, with admiration unconsciously rising on his face.

"Come on, come in and wash." Xiao Lanshan tested the water temperature and greeted the little boy.

The little boy shyly took off his clothes, and curiously touched the big water polo with his fingertips.

Xiao Lanshan played tricks, wrapped the little boy in a water polo, only his head was exposed, and scrubbed the little boy hard.

"Ah... be gentle... it hurts there!" Xiao Lanshan blushed a little when the little boy shouted.

"What are you shouting for? Even if you shout your throat out, no one will come to save you!" Xiao Lanshan pretended to be vicious and threatened the little kid.

"Evil, stop now!"

A voice of justice almost made Xiao Lanshan throw the little kid out.

Did I make a mistake?

Xiao Lanshan hugged the bare-bottomed kid and turned around to look. A man in a black cloth robe was jumping forward with a sword, and he was in front of Xiao Lanshan and the kid in a few strokes.

Xiao Lanshan stared blankly at the man pointing his sword at him, saying that since this body entered the state of fit, no one dared to point a sword at him.