Seal of Chaos

The pickled beggar of the day.

Zhou Gan stared blankly, and even forgot what to say, until he was patted by Lang Xiao on the shoulder and came back to his senses: "You obviously have a good face, why did you choose to dress like a beggar before?"

Lang Xiao shook his fan and said, "Isn't it good to be a beggar? Don't you hear that you have been a beggar for three years, and you wouldn't change it even for an emperor."

Zhou Qian said with a smile: "What kind of fallacy is this?"

The two laughed for a while, and Lang Xiao said in a frivolous tone: "I just said goodbye the day before yesterday, and today I came again. Could it be that I really miss me? Sure enough, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns." While talking, he picked it up with a folding fan Week dry jaw.

Zhou Gan glared at him, then turned around and left again.

"Hey, hey... you're here, why are you leaving in such a hurry." Lang Xiao put his arms around his shoulders, shaking the jug in his hand: "Do you drink, sir?"

While pushing cups and changing cups, Lang Xiao asked, "You have the same surname as your master Jing Xingxian?"

Zhou Qiandao: "Yes. I am an orphan. My brother picked me up when I was four years old. I don't know what my surname is, so I took my master's surname as Zhou."

"Then Immortal Master Jing Xing has no children of his own?"

"Master is a monk. If you don't marry, how can you have children."

Lang Xiao said with a smile: "A monk... you drink too much."

Zhou Gan blushed, and quickly explained: "I'm a lay disciple. I don't care about these things. Anyway, I don't drink in front of my brothers. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, so let him care about his discipline and school rules!"

Lang Xiao clapped his hands and praised: "What a drunk today! I'll toast you."

The two of you came and went, and drank heartily.

When the wine jar was empty, Lang Xiao was too drunk to open his eyes. He leaned under the silk tree and murmured vaguely: "I'm drunk and want to sleep, and I will go. The Ming Dynasty intends to bring the qin."

On the second day, Zhou Gan really came holding the piano.

Lang Xiao stroked the qin, and plucked it twice: "It really is a good qin!" Seeing the two seal characters "Qi'ao" engraved on the body of the qin, he casually played for a while, until there were bandits, he couldn't help but turn to Zhou Gan. In a blink of an eye, the tone changed to Guan Ju.Seeing that Zhou Qian was going to be annoyed, he hurriedly stopped the sound of the piano and said with a smile: "I haven't played for a long time. Why don't Zhou Jun play a section and listen to it?"

Zhou Gan rolled his eyes, took the piano and started playing.

Lang Xiao listened for a while, then sang in harmony with his fan:

"Leading the horse with a sword, the world of mortals is far away, a pot of wine, and a song. The youth's pride has never diminished, the land is wide and the sky is vast, the term is vast, and there is no bondage."

"Clouds are on the edge of the sky, boats are on the shore, traveling all over the rivers and lakes to visit famous mountains, and wandering in the world. Let's watch with drunken eyes, and laugh at each other."

After a song, Zhou Gan praised: "Good words!"

Lang Xiao pretended to shake his fan, and said with a smile: "That's a good word? Your appearance, which has never seen the world, is very beautiful."

Zhou Qian said angrily: "Then you should write a few songs and listen to them!"

Lang Xiao: "This is what I wrote."

Zhou Gan was choked speechless and could only roll his eyes.Seeing his appearance, Lang Xiao couldn't help laughing: "Your expression is also very beautiful!"

Zhou Gan gritted his teeth: "Laugh again, be careful that you burst your belly from laughing, and there will be no one to clean up your intestines!"

Lang Xiao laughed so hard that he fell down: "Zhou Junzi sometimes utters bad words, it's really rare!"

Zhou Gan knew that even if he had ten more mouths, he would not be able to match Lang Xiao's eloquence, so he simply looked up at the sky.After he had laughed enough, he changed the subject: "You and my master are like-minded. He also had such a career as a knight-errant. But for some reason, he retreated for more than ten years and never went out of the mountain gate again. .”

"How can I be compared with Immortal Master Jing Xing." Lang Xiao rarely said a few serious words: "I admire him very much, I don't know when I can see him."

Zhou Gandao: "Coincidentally, in a few days the master will go out to give lectures, and then I will take you up the mountain."

Among the hundreds of families of immortals, only those who are extremely respected and can be regarded as teachers can be called immortal masters.Zhou Qian's master, Zhou Chen, became famous at a young age, and became the head of a sect when he was less than 30 years old. Now he has just passed the age of [-], and he has already won the title of "Master Jing Xing", and has become a role model for the monks of the immortal sect.If he gave lectures to the outside world, or opened a forum to discuss the Tao, the gate of Kunyu Mountain might be broken down.

Zhou Gan took Lang Xiao up the mountain early in the morning, and met with the head of the sect together with other disciples.Seeing Lang Xiao's expression was a bit strange, Zhou Gan said, "Since I can remember, Master has always looked like this old man."

It turns out that as long as the people of Xianmen have reached a certain level of cultivation, they can look good. Even those with a slightly lower level of cultivation still look much younger than ordinary people.But Immortal Master Jing Xing has gray temples, sunken eye sockets, and a gloomy expression, he doesn't look like a cultivator at all.No wonder Lang Xiao was surprised.

The two were talking when they suddenly heard a rapid bell ringing.Zhou Gan was surprised: "Someone actually broke into the mountain?"

Although the Kunyu Mountain sect is small, it has always been heavily guarded, and there are enchantments around the mountain peak.Now this movement is actually someone who quietly passed through the enchantment and ran around in the mountains.

After all, Zhou Gan was young and good, so he jumped up with a kick, drew his sword out of its sheath, and walked towards the direction where there was movement.Li Yongzhen was worried that he would be in danger, and after assigning the rest of his disciples to guard the Sutra Pavilion and other important places, they also chased him.

7. Chapter of the Demon King: No Escape

As Zhou Junti said, Lang Fengke has a temperament of revenge, and he has always done things without scruples. He has beaten countless temple masters and scolded countless heads.If this real Heming knew that Lang Fengke was here, he would have avoided him long ago, he was afraid that some words would offend this evil god, and he would beat him up with a few insults in public, and he would lose his face to the sky.

It's a pity that no one recognizes him, and he naturally won't stand up to disrupt the situation.The people on the stage declined humbly, and the audience praised unanimously. Lang Fengke ate melon seeds, and listened to the immortal Lord Weiren on the stage say: "Thanks to all the fellow Taoists, I will not make excuses anymore. More than a hundred years ago , the old senior brother Ning Han was merciful, and only suppressed the demon king, but did not kill them all. Unexpectedly, his heart softened at this moment, and he would cause endless disasters. Speaking of it, it was the fault of the old man for not persuading senior brother at the beginning." Actually shed tears, and the audience sighed for a while.Although this immortal Monarch Weiren claims to be old, he is really not old. He looks only in his forties, with an elegant appearance and a modest temperament.Only the profound vicissitudes in his eyes revealed that he was close to two hundred years old.I saw him wiping his tears in moderation, waved his hand towards the audience, and continued: "There is a saying, to capture the thief, first capture the king. If you want to completely wipe out the demon clan, you must first kill the demon king."

The big show is about to begin.Lang Fengke thought to himself.

"It's just that this demon king has a high level of morality, and he hides in the demon king's hall all day long and rarely shows up. The purpose of holding this conference today is to brainstorm ideas..."

Before Xianjun Weiren finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a rough voice: "I'm afraid I don't know something, this demon king has already left the Demon King Palace, and I saw him with my own eyes in Hanyang City !"

The person who spoke was a man of short stature, barely protruding his head from the sea of ​​people by pushing on a chair.This person's surname is Tang, the suzerain of Shiyan Sect in Jing'an.The Shiyan sect is good at using talismans to transform knives, and its methods are fierce and changeable. It is one of the rare melee sects in the southern sect of the cultivation world.This Tang Sect Master is also considered to be a little famous, and many people present know him well.Seeing him utter such earth-shattering words, the crowd was in an uproar and discussed a lot.Many people looked around in a panic, as if they were worried that the demon king would suddenly jump out and stab them.Others are already quietly looking for escape routes.

Lang Fengke showed no emotion on his face, and said in his heart: He is probably not qualified to be a traitor.Most of them are used by people.

"Everyone be quiet, just listen to me!" A low voice filled with strong spiritual power instantly spread throughout Longyang Lake.A thin old man with frost-colored temples slowly walked onto the stage.

Lang Fengke stared blankly at the old man on the stage, his heart was agitated.It's been a long time since I saw him, but he seems to have aged a lot, is it because of missing him?At this moment, all the barriers in his heart collapsed, he just wanted to rush up and cry with the old man in his arms.

The appearance of Immortal Master Jing Xing made the audience much quieter in an instant.In his early years, he traveled all over the world and made a lot of friends. Later, he set up classrooms and gave lectures several times. There are countless people who have been taught by him.Now his appearance is no less than a bright light in the dark to everyone.

He said loudly: "I think many people know that the dog Lang Fengke was captured by the demon king in the battle of Wumeng City, and his whereabouts have been unknown. The young disciple Zhou Junti sneaked into the Ailao to save people, and the two joined forces to kill After losing the demon king, now that the demon king's soul is gone, it is impossible to make trouble again."

"The immortal master is so sure? I heard that Zhou Junti and the demon king... hehe... are a little unclear! Besides, the Tang master saw it with his own eyes. Could it be that the immortal master thinks that the Tang master is here?" Lying?" Daoist Heming was a little bit weird.If it was in the past, Lang Fengke would have to say a few words even if he didn't offend others when he heard these words.It's just that the situation is stronger than others now, Zhou Junti repeatedly told him not to cause more troubles before leaving, Lang Fengke had to endure, very aggrieved.

Immortal Weiren on the stage smoothed things over and said, "Sect Master Tang will certainly not lie, but Master Zhou's virtues are obvious to all. Is there some misunderstanding here?"

Immortal Master Jing Xing's expression did not change at all, without even looking at Heming, he continued: "During the battle, the dog was seriously injured, in order to avoid the destruction of body and soul, he had no choice but to occupy the body of the demon king. What Sect Master Tang saw was dog."

"What evidence is there? The demon king is a demon! How can your son take over?" Daoist He Ming's tone became more and more aggressive.His disciples are even more bad-spoken: "Don't be Zhou Junti, just make it up just to be with the demon king!"

"Here is the evidence!" Lang Fengke couldn't bear it any longer, and flew onto the stage with a flick of his sleeves: "Is it okay?"