Seal of Chaos

"In the past hundred years, talented people have emerged from generation to generation in the cultivation world, and all schools have contended for a hundred flowers, but the only one is the leader of Weiren Xianjun. On the one hand, he is grateful for his brother's virtue of suppressing the demon king, and on the other hand, he admires the character of Weiren Xianjun... ..."

The people on the stage were frothing, but the audience was fascinated by it.Suddenly a discordant voice said: "Since this Weiren Xianjun is so godly, why are there still monsters rampant in this world?"

The one who spoke was a little beggar about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a tattered body and a dark face, who came from wandering somewhere, and was squatting in a corner, knocking sunflower seeds.Seeing that he was young, everyone thought it was nonsense and ignored him.The young man at the table next to him cupped his hands and said, "Although Immortal Wei Ren has great powers, he has so many affairs that it is impossible to cover everything. If this brother knows where there are evil spirits making trouble, please let me know... .”

The little beggar sneered, and said: "There is a man-eating monster on Zhengqi Mountain not far away. If you are willing to die, it will not mind." After finishing speaking, he kicked out of the teahouse.

"Let's go too." After saying that, the man at the table with the boy stood up.This man was in his twenties, wearing a blue Taoist robe, his face was kind and amiable, his smile turned into spring rain, and he was quite immortal.The young man beside him is fifteen or sixteen years old. Although he is also a disciple of Taoism, he is dressed as a chivalrous man, wearing a blue shirt and a bunt, with a heroic appearance and vigor.Both of them have swords at their waists, probably learned by disciples from a nearby immortal sect who went down the mountain to practice.

After inquiring the location of Zhengqi Mountain, the two left the tea shop.It's just that Zhengqi Mountain is really not small, and there are many ravines on the mountain.It is really difficult to find a hidden monster among them.

While searching, I suddenly heard some rustling movement behind me.The young man pointed his sword back out of its sheath, but heard a loud "wow", and a gray figure rushed out, it was the little beggar in the teahouse.

The boy was taken aback and frowned: "What are you doing here? It's dangerous here."

The little beggar said angrily: "That monster is hiding, I came here to show you the way, who would have thought you would hit me indiscriminately!"

"Since it's hidden, young master, how do you know?" The green-robed Taoist said with a smile on his face, and his words were witty.The little beggar's face was smeared with black ash, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but his bones were definitely not vulgar, so he tried to test him out.

"I was caught by this monster a few days ago, and I escaped with great difficulty. It even scratched me, well, the wound is here, and it hasn't healed yet." The little beggar pointed at the base of his thigh, Pretending to take off his pants.

"Don't look at it." The Taoist hurriedly turned sideways, a little dumbfounded. "What does this monster look like?"

"Dangling eyes and white forehead."

Seeing that the little beggar didn't pretend to be stupid anymore, the Taoist seemed relieved.

"Do you want me to lead the way for you?" The little beggar changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book. Seeing that the Taoist relaxed his vigilance, he immediately leaned forward salivatingly, and then got close to the boy: "This little brother You are so handsome, how about letting me take a sip, and I will lead you to catch monsters?"

The boy blushed immediately: "You!"

Seeing him like this, the little beggar became more and more tired, and teased: "What are you, I don't bite people, and you won't lose a piece of meat after a bite."

"I...I...I'm not a broken sleeve!" The boy became more and more embarrassed, and even stuttered.

The little beggar raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you know you're not?"

The boy was so angry that he drew out his sword, and the little beggar immediately dodged behind the Taoist when he saw this.The two chased and fled, and ran away in a short while.

The Taoist followed far behind, watching carefully.I saw that the beggar was nimble, dodging like a cunning rabbit, and the young general behind him touched the corner of his clothes several times, but he dodged them without any risk, as if he was playing tricks on purpose.

"This kid is not very old, and his skills are not weak. It's just that there is no fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, so he is not a member of the fairy sect. No one can teach him to practice like this. Perseverance is indispensable. It's just this character.. ....If you can bring him back to the mountain gate and raise him well, you may not be a failure in the future." This Taoist was kind and loving, and was thinking about how to bring the little beggar back, when he heard a roar from afar, and thought: No way!

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.The little beggar still had enough energy to go all the way, and occasionally slowed down to seduce him, and added a few frivolous words from time to time.The boy blushed and said nothing.The two chased after each other, but they didn't notice that their feet had already entered the territory of the tiger demon.Suddenly a gust of evil wind blew by, and a big man with a beard came out of the wind with a goose-wing knife in his hand, and slashed straight at the little beggar!

This tiger demon has ruled the mountain as king for many days, and the pedestrians passing by have eaten a lot.There is no reason not to eat the two pieces of fresh meat delivered to the door today.He thought he could split this humble little beggar in half with a single knife, but unexpectedly, he twisted his waist and dodged it, furious in his heart, the knife turned and swept forward.

The little beggar pressed down on the side of the knife with one palm, and took advantage of the momentum to fly into the air.At this time, the young man had also arrived, and the saber was unsheathed, cutting the tiger demon's lower body.The spiritual power of the sword tip was hesitant, forcing the tiger demon to take a step back, and the little beggar's crisis was resolved.The two stood side by side, splitting their palms and picking their swords, facing difficulties.

The young man's swordsmanship is upright and peaceful, and his moves are like the endless waves of the vast sea, like the continuous ups and downs of green hills.However, although the swordsmanship is solid, the swordsman is too young after all, and was forced back again and again by the tiger demon's left claw and right knife.If it weren't for the little beggar's frequent tricks, the two of them would have been killed by the sword.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, the tiger demon suddenly sold an opening.The young man straightened his sword and stabbed, but saw a tiger's tail coming from the side, throwing it straight at his chest.Seeing that the young man was in danger, the little beggar rushed forward with a roar, and with a flash of cold light in his hands, he swiped towards the tiger's tail.The tiger demon roared in pain, its body suddenly swelled up, and in an instant it showed its original shape, it was actually a two feet long eye-catching white-fronted tiger.

As soon as the prototype appeared, the tiger demon's aura surged, and it slapped the little beggar who fell to the ground with one paw.If this shot is hit, even the refined iron will be turned into mud.

At the critical moment, the green-robed Taoist finally arrived with his sword.

3. Chapter of the Demon King: Carpooling

Since he regards his heart as his form, Xi is melancholy and sad.

Lang Fengke thought of such a poem for no reason.

He had just experienced being reborn, pushed down, kissed, and hooked up half a day ago, and now he has to overcome a new difficulty: being forced to handle government affairs.

Another identity of the original demon king is the national teacher of Ailao Kingdom.A few years ago, he sneaked into the palace of Ailao alone, somehow gained the trust of the king, and revived the demon clan with the power of the whole country.The current king has been emptied, and all government affairs have been sent to this Demon King Palace.Although the original demon king was moody, he was diligent in governing and caring for the people. Under his restraint, humans and demons could still coexist harmoniously.Lang Fengke didn't intend to pay attention to it, he just wanted to leave, but Zhou Junti said that if there is no suppression by the demon king, the group of demons will inevitably riot.It's easy to go away, but it's better to end it after suffering hundreds of thousands of Li people.With one sentence, he tied himself in this hall.

Zhou Junti was the bastard who kissed him forcefully.The name is dry, and the word is Junti.

I don't know why, as long as I see this bastard's face, I can't refuse any of his requests.His face is really attractive after washing, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, well-defined outline, gentle and proud.

It's just that no matter how attractive the face is, it can't match the cumbersome government affairs.Lang Fengke held his breath and dropped his pen before writing a few words.Zhou Junti couldn't help him, just shook his head and smiled, then picked up his pen and began to critique on his behalf.

Lang Fengke frowned and said: "If you don't want the common people to suffer, then just kill all the demons, why bother."

Zhou Junti didn't lift his head and said: "Anyone with nine orifices can cultivate immortality. Humans can do it, so can monsters. If they didn't do evil, why bother to kill them all?"

Now you are a gentleman.Lang Fengke slandered.

"Everyone speaks like a person, and I can't see it. Your words are very proper, but you are just a person..." He looked at the desk for a while, and couldn't help but start gossiping.

"So what about people?" Zhou Junti didn't raise his head.

"What is difficult for a strong man is not what a gentleman does."

"..."

Zhou Junti didn't answer, and Lang Fengke didn't care, he started to talk endlessly to himself: "You are a decent person, you have a correct character, and you are also correct to the common people. Why are you not correct when you come to me? What is the relationship between us? What's the relationship? Don't tell me you're a friend, only ghosts will believe you."

Zhou Junti: "..."

Lang Fengke moved closer again, and asked, "Have we slept together before?"

Zhou Junti's hand holding the pen trembled, and a ball of ink blotted out on the paper instantly.

"Don't be shy, let me change the question, how did you recognize me?"

Zhou Junti changed a piece of paper and said while writing, "I was already outside the hall when you were drinking and singing."

"Sing a ditty and you'll know it's me? I compose that ditty now."

Zhou Junti finished criticizing a paragraph, put down his pen and smiled and said: "The demon king is elegant, even if he sings, he will not be as frivolous as you. And these," he pointed to the four big wine tanks, "the demon king never drinks alcohol. Yes, but you made such a big tank, I thought I was dazzled at first glance. Are you going to drown in this tank?"

The two looked at each other for a while and laughed.

It's a pity that this harmonious atmosphere was quickly broken.A little demon came to report that the hundred families of the immortal sect will hold a meeting in Hanyang City in the name of Kuang Fuzheng Dao, preparing to launch a general attack on the demon clan, vowing to make the demon king fly away.

Zhou Junti thought for a while and said: "I originally wanted to move the demon clan into the deep mountains to isolate them from strangers, but now it seems too late, so I have to deal with the Hanyang Conference first. Fortunately, the demon king is dead, as long as the matter is explained clearly at that time , come back and settle the group of monsters, and it will be considered complete."

Lang Fengke keeps playing with a small wine