Lord is the devil

Setting Yang regained his composure, sat back, poured himself a cup of tea, but didn't drink it, just held it in his hand, and watched the two groups of people look at each other from a distance.

To be precise, one person looked at a group of people, and the person chasing him brought a group of helpers behind him. The red line between the brows of the setting sun was more bloody than blood, and he took out the Nine Dragon Clock from his arms unhurriedly. The Nine Dragon Bell was only at the level of treasures, but at that time, the setting sun was at the level of foundation building, and he swaggered through the market with two treasures, attracting the eyes of a group of people.

"It's another treasure, everyone be careful, this kid is ruthless and has no scruples. I, Gu Changqing, promise that I will not take any of the treasures on him as long as I want this kid's life."

"I trust Elder Gu."

"This son is already like this at a young age, and he will definitely become a serious problem for my immortal sect in the future. Kill him."

The so-called righteous way of the Immortal School is just a group of hypocritical people in the heart of Setting Yang, so when he was young, he wanted to see him and kill one of them, but now he is not as impulsive as before.

"If you want to kill me, do it yourself if you have the ability." The young man in red was in a bad situation. Out of the city gate to the outside world.

The setting sun greeted Elder Pu, "Go, go out and have a look."

"Yes." Elder Pu asked puzzledly as he walked, "Master, you were in danger when you were young, why are you so calm?"

Setting Yang suddenly smiled inexplicably, "Old Pu, just keep watching."

"Okay, I'd like to see what kind of tricks the Lord is playing." Elder Pu followed suit.

Following the big tribe, the group quickly followed the two groups in front out of the boundary of Fangshi.

In this way, no one cares about it. The young man in red was surrounded by countless people, his face turned paler, "You...you...you are too stupid." After saying the last sentence, his originally pale face suddenly turned into a strange flush, "In my eyes, you are just a group of super-sized ants, and you still call yourself something like a young master or an elder. You will not die unjustly."

The Demon God Spear was thrown heavily on the ground, and the mountain shook suddenly. Pieces of land lit up, and formations appeared one after another.

"The sky is full of stars, the master is really smart, with such a scheming at such an age, those old guys are not wronged." Pu Lao commented, "But the young master's kung fu made the master not smooth, or the master. The supernatural power is unrivaled."

The setting sun lightly shook the Xiaoyao fan, smiled lightly and said nothing.

The young man in red cleaned up the group of people, took the corpses and fed them to the Mantian Astrolabe, and fed the magic treasures to the magic weapons. come out.

"A group of small ants." The young man in red gave them a disdainful look, causing all kinds of dissatisfaction.

"Why is this person so arrogant?"

"Smug guy."

The young man in red was extremely arrogant, as if his eyes were on the top of his head, his eyes turned around, and then

Looking at the setting sun with a sneer, he deliberately bumped into him when passing by him, shaking his shoulders, the setting sun stabilized his figure, and only heard a cold snort, "You are just a super-sized ant, don't meddle in your own business."

The setting sun smiled lightly and said nothing, and shook the Xiaoyao fan lightly. On the contrary, Old Pu was indignant, "My lord was really naughty when he was young, so naughty."

"Who is still young and frivolous." Setting Yang didn't care. "Let's go! When I was young, I only had eighteen demon gods in the mind of the three thousand demon gods. If I practice for a long time, it will inevitably lead to serious mistakes. Why don't I take this opportunity to give him the three thousand demon gods."

"That's fine." Elder Pu handed Bao'er back to the setting sun, "What's the reason for the Lord?"

"In the name of master, I lost to Liu Wanjun in my previous life because I didn't have a good master to teach me, so I lost so badly in the end. This time, I have to avenge my revenge. It's just a different partner, so that when I was young, I lost so badly. Let me deal with Liu Wanjun, whoever is stronger and who is weaker in a fight." When he was young, the setting sun was very lucky, so he might not be as strong as Liu Wanjun.

"But the Lord's current strength, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay, I have my own plan." Setting Yang waved his hand, walked into a corner, and came out already dressed as a fortune teller.

Randomly find a corner to sit down and tell fortunes for people. Because of the extremely high price, no one came to tell fortunes at first for a high-grade spirit stone. He came here to try his luck, but the result was a hundred hits, and gradually his reputation spread.

Even someone queuing up asked him to count. The setting sun made a rule, only for fortune-telling in the foundation-building period, and there will be a price for deduction beyond the foundation-building period. After all, it is higher than his cultivation base. Such deduction will be noticed by that person. trouble.

Originally, it was just to lure the snake out of the hole, but I didn't want to make a small profit. It really makes people laugh and cry.

On this day, as soon as it was dark and the sun was setting, he excused a group of people to rest under the pretext of taking a rest, and returned to the inn where he was staying alone.

As soon as he put his hand on it, he felt that something was wrong. He was always cautious, there must be a hair caught in the crack of the door and window where he lived, but now that hair fell down.

The setting sun chuckled, the person he was waiting for came.

Pushing the door open and entering, the setting sun closed the door, "Since you're here, why don't you show up and see."

"Huh?" There was a surprised voice, "You are a fortune teller who is really capable, so do you know what I'm talking about?"

"Of course I know." Setting Yang took off his cloak and hung it aside, "You came here only because of your incomplete Eighteen Demon God mentality."

"How did you know?" A young man in red suddenly appeared beside the coffee table where there was no one there, looking at him suspiciously while playing with a teacup in his hand.

"I'm a fortune teller, so I naturally know what the guests want?" Setting Yang walked to the other side of the coffee table and sat down, brewed a cup of spiritual tea and pushed it over, "Taste it."

"You're a fortune teller who knows how to enjoy it." The young man in red took a sip and was immediately attracted by the taste, "Good tea."

Naturally it is good tea, this tea is spiritual tea brought by Setting Yang in his previous life, not only tastes great, but is also extremely useful for cultivation.

"Not much gossip, let me ask you, where are the other parts of the mind of the Eighteen Demon Gods?" Although the setting sun was flamboyant when he was young, he was not an idiot. Attracted.

"Of course it is with me, but the Eighteen Demon Gods are not called the Eighteen Demon Gods, but the Three Thousand Demon Gods. The Three Thousand Demon Gods are powerful. Your Eighteen Demon Gods are just one of them. I shot it casually when the long river of time was passing, but I didn't want to fall into the long river of time, reincarnate, and be born with you by chance." Setting Yang explained to him that he did shoot at will when the long river of time passed. The eighteen demon gods came out, but they didn't want to fall into the long river of time without even a bubble popping up. Who would have thought that the eighteen demon gods entered the era when the setting sun was born by chance, and just felt the breath of the setting sun, so they entered it. Only then did the saying that the setting sun was born with eighteen demon gods come into being.

"So that's how it is." The young setting sun seemed to understand a little bit, "If that's the case, wouldn't these three thousand demon gods be yours? You didn't come here to take back those eighteen demon gods, did you?"

Setting Yang shook his head, "That's not true, I came here to wait for an apprentice."

"Apprentice?" Canning Yang was muttering something when he was young, but he suddenly realized that he lifted his clothes and knelt down on one knee, "Disciple Can Yang, I pay my respects to Master."

"En, not bad, the response is quite quick." Setting Yang nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master. I have offended you so much earlier, I hope Master Haihan." Xiao Canyang raised his head cautiously, sizing up his so-called master.

The setting sun smiled lightly, "It's okay, those who don't know are not guilty." He stretched out his hand and put it between the eyebrows of Xiao Canyang, "As a teacher, I will now teach you the complete book of the three thousand demon gods' mental methods, and you should accept it wholeheartedly, so don't be distracted." The Three Thousand Demon Gods mentality was comprehended bit by bit by Setting Yang himself, which took him a lot of time, and now handing it over to Xiao Canyang can save him a lot of time.

"Yes." Xiao Canyang closed his eyes, concentrating on receiving the knowledge, the place between his brows that was pressed by the setting sun was bright, and strings of words flowed into Xiao Canyang's mind along his fingers, and it took a full hour and three quarters , the transmission of the Fa is completed.

The setting sun output so much power all at once, it would be too much for a while, so he sat cross-legged next to Xiao Canyang and meditated.

After waiting for another hour and a half, Xiao Canyang finally finished his work, and some content that he couldn't digest was locked deep in his mind, and he only took it out when he needed it.

Xiao Canyang got a new exercise, and couldn't help smiling.

The setting sun was a little tired, "Okay, in two days it will be the 5000th birthday of the Treasure Sect. As the young master of the Demon Sect, you must also participate. This time, I will go back to digest for two days." It took more than half a month to take the initiative to become a teacher, plus the time spent in the Treasure Sect, two days later it will be Treasure Sect's 5000th birthday, and he will also participate at that time, but now he wants to keep himself at the top To be able to rival.

"Then the disciple will not bother the master." Xiao Canyang said, turned and left, but stopped when he reached the threshold, "Master, there is a meeting ceremony for all apprentices, look..." Xiao Canyang when he was young had quite an expression on his face. I'm sorry, but there is a light in my eyes.

"You kid." Even though he knew it was his young self in the previous life, seeing this expression, he still couldn't laugh or cry.

The setting sun summoned the Ruyi Needle, "This needle is at the level of a Taoist weapon. There are two needles, mother and child. With your current cultivation base, you can't control it. It's not for you to control it. Just hold it. If there is something wrong If there is any solution, or danger, it will be conveyed to the teacher through Zizhen, and the teacher should answer your questions and uphold justice for you."

"Thank you, master." Xiao Canyang took the wishful needle with a look of surprise, and looked at it for a while with some doubts, "Master, is this a Taoist weapon? My disciple has seen the master use a Taoist tool. Not to mention the great power, the momentum is also compelling. , why is this Taoist instrument silent?"