He Xianzun's Centennial Itch

The devil put out his "ruthless words", not wanting to bump into such a soft nail, and nodded hastily with a noble and indifferent expression, as if to appreciate Xie Yunlian's wit, turned around and left—a bit like running away.

Before setting off, he had to call back Rong Yang who had been missing for half a day. Qi Hanzhi thought logically that he was [-]% certain that Xie Yunlian's inner demon was related to Yanzhou. Can't tell what's going on.

And Xie Yunlian's current situation is very strange.

Thinking of the phrase "I'll listen to you" just now, the Demon Lord who had already planned to use some tough methods didn't know what to do.

Could it be that he broke the pot after he broke the "Yanzhou" incident?

Outside the door, Qi Linzui and Jin Yundie stood facing each other, one was swinging a broken fan, the other was holding a machete in his arms, they were the two door gods.

Almost forgot about them.

"Master!" Qi Linzui turned his head quickly when he heard the voice, staring at Qi Hanzhi with his eyes, and opened his mouth to show misery: "Master! I finally found you. You don't know how miserable it is to be abandoned these days. , the master disliked it, and my fellow disciples laughed at me, I finally found it by following the breath, but I haven't been able to enter the secret realm yet..."

"Stop." Qi Hanzhi couldn't take it anymore, and interrupted his apprentice's rapid-fire speech: "Think carefully before talking nonsense, which fellow would dare to laugh at you?"

This little bastard looked unreliable in front of him, but when he was thrown in front of outsiders, he would save face more than anyone else. Kunlun's first... Forgot how many generations of big disciples, he deserves everyone's expectations.

"Qi Ranshuang!" Qi Linzui didn't blink his eyes.

Qi Ranshuang: "..."

Qi Hanzhi: "..."

Not bullshit is better than bullshit.

Qi Hanzhi knew this kid too well, Qi Linzui knew it in his mind as soon as he rolled his eyes: "Want to go to the mortal world?"

Being suddenly pointed out, Qi Linzui smiled a little embarrassedly, but still nodded.

"Sure." Qi Hanzhi agreed happily, without turning his head, but his voice came back clearly: "If you have any problems, solve them as soon as possible, don't learn from your master, you've suffocated your brain."

Qi Linzui: "..."

Xie Yunlian: "..."

Jin Yundie felt that he had been inspired, and he opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty..."

Qi Hanzhi tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Jin Yundie: "..."

Qi Hanzhi: "There is Yanwei here to deal with it, why don't you rush to teach Liu Shu a lesson?"

Jin Yundie: "!"

Jin Yundie: "Your Majesty pointed out!"

After speaking, he turned his head and left, completely forgetting the big butler's advice when he came, "a certain force surrenders, and a certain force has a different heart, so find a way to persuade the king to come back to work".

Watching Jin Yundie's figure disappear into the sky, Qi Hanzhi turned his head and contacted Rong Yang. Half an hour later, before the immortals and demons had discussed the rules, the demon king "low-key" took the flying boat and went straight to the mortal world .

The chariot with jade and gold saddles passed over Linfeng, broke through the clouds and mist, and dragged out a trail of radiant aura in the dim sky.

There is a large space inside the chariot, and Qi Hanzhi is in high spirits, fiddling with the large pure gold flower pot that has just been turned out of his sleeve, but Xie Yunlian, who is very different from the previous days, not only did not find a corner to sit with his eyes closed, Instead, he took a seat beside Qi Hanzhi.

"What kind of soil do you like?" The wealthy demon plucked at his sleeves, unable to make a choice.

"Is this for me?" The big flower pot was placed in the center, and the tree-shaped Rong Yang "sat" on the edge of the table, the root system hanging in the air, and two small branches crossed, looking like they were holding their chins, A speculative gesture: "Is it a bit gaudy, not suitable for the identity of the devil?"

"Naturally." Qi Hanzhi said calmly, "But I am dressed in black all day long, very simple, and a gold bonsai is placed in the yard as an ornament, wouldn't it be appropriate in shades and just right?"

Rong Yang looked at Mojun's "simple" black clothes embroidered with complicated dark patterns: "..."

Not far away, Qi Linzui cautiously moved a little farther away, but Qi Hanzhi's eyes still fell. Thinking of something, he began to pull his sleeves again, and under Qi Linzui's desperate gaze, he took out a half-human tall Mo Seling Jade vat.

There are exquisite patterns carved on the vat, and a flower blooms impressively.

"Trees cannot exist without flowers," Qi Hanzhi looked at his apprentice, "What kind of water does Dingshuang like?"

Qi Linzui: "..."

Qi Ranshuang: "..."

Under the master's gaze, the originally handsome young master's apprentice quickly changed his appearance, the woman dressed in black and with long hair tied up had eyebrows and eyes similar to Qi Linzui's, but the similar facial features were covered with frost like her name: "Anything is fine. "

Qi Hanzhi nodded in satisfaction.

Qi Linzui sighed aggrieved in the sea of ​​consciousness: "It doesn't make sense, Master has such a gaudy aesthetic, why do you despise me?"

Qi Linzui's body is a red lotus with red gold borders, while Qi Ranshuang with double pedicles is dyed as white as frost and snow.

Qi Ranshuang said coolly, "Is there a possibility?"

Qi Linzui: "?"

Qi Ranshuang: "You are not as good-looking as I am."

Qi Linzui: "..."

Seeing this scene, Rong Yang suddenly thought that he seemed to have heard a legend.

Legend has it that Xie Yunlian, the Kunlun Immortal Venerable, is so cold that he seems to be unkind, but his preferences are completely opposite. The Tianmiao Peak where he lives is full of gold, jade, and flowers.

He turned to the side without saying a word, but took a look at the immortal who had his eyes locked on Qi Hanzhi, and probably understood the truth of the legend.

He was suddenly a little puzzled, and together with the restlessness of the half-day, it turned into a rare moment of impulse, and sent a voice transmission to Qi Hanzhi: "I don't understand something."

"Huh?" The Demon Lord took out a bag of spiritual soil from Qiankun in his sleeve, and Xie Yunlian consciously helped to fill the flower pot, but the Demon Lord did not give him a look.

"I spent some time with the Demon Lord, and I feel that I have a little understanding. You and the Immortal Venerable have reconciled, and with the Demon Lord's pride, why did you take the initiative to reach out?"

Qi Hanzhi's movement of filling the soil paused slightly, he was a little surprised that Rong Yang, a person who made up his mind and was more bent than the mountain road, actually asked such out-of-bounds words.

His mood was not affected by this question at all, he continued to move his hands, and sent back slowly through voice transmission: "Young man."

Rong Yang, who is less than a hundred years old: "..."

He regretted asking a bit.

After Qi Hanzhi finished filling the soil, he continued: "Of course it's because he and Li talked nonsense, and I don't want to be deceived."

Rong Yang: "..."

Qi Hanzhi didn't look back at Xie Yunlian, but patted the pure gold flowerpot, sweeping away the floating dust on the surface.

Of course he knew it was ugly, but he liked it.

At that time, I don't remember the exact year, he bought a bunch of similar flower pots on a whim, and placed them in front of the main hall of Tianmiao Peak. , Just like today, he helped him fill in the soil.

Where there is joy there is sorrow, and where there is no love there is no fear.

Just like the phoenix tree in the yard and the flowers blooming in the back mountain, the person who built the nest for the phoenix and the phoenix both know that hurting people is not words, but the scene of the past being severely crushed.

As for now...

The moment his consciousness easily penetrated into Xie Yun's Consciousness Sea, it spread out like a foundation, and the 100 years that were crushed like a mirage sank down again.

Qi Hanzhi patted the floating ash on his hands, Xie Yunlian had already made a cleansing technique and landed on his hands.

The devil naturally didn't turn his head to look at it, and stopped communicating with Rong Yang, and said directly: "Why, you have been lost for half a day, and you have met your sweetheart?"

Although others could not hear the sound transmission of the two, they could still feel that "someone is transmitting the sound" if their cultivation bases were similar or higher.

The Demon Lord decided to show mercy and understand the occasional narrow-mindedness of his former Taoist companion.

Rong Yang was silent: "That's right, I heard some bad news, and I'm worried about it."

Qi Hanzhi nodded, put his hands into his sleeves, and performed a standard watch action.

There is nothing difficult to say after one sentence, Rong Yang is very frank: "I treat her with affection, but in her heart, she and I are just cooperating, but for the sake of power, she has no half sincerity, so I don't know what to do .”

Qi Hanzhi understood, just seeing his generous forgiveness to Xie Yunlian, and thinking of himself, he became confused. Seeing the anticipation in Rong Yang's eyes, he obviously waited for him to clear up his confusion, and asked after a while, "A man?"

Rong Yang denied: "Woman."

"Oh." Qi Hanzhi said calmly, "Then don't ask me, I like men."

Rong Yang: "..."

Xie Yun curled his lips aside.

The devil's gorgeous car with aura tail has its own deception, and it is like an ordinary carriage in the eyes of ordinary people, and it drives into the capital of the king.

Qi Hanzhi opened the curtain, and since he entered the city, the heart in his chest was beating with excitement, and his dark golden eyes followed the driving "carriage", slowly sweeping across the pedestrian shops on the side of the road.

The capital of the kings of Chu, the prosperity accumulated over hundreds of years, cannot be compared with Yanzhou in the past.

At noon, there were not too many people entering the city, and the street vendors were a little tired from the sun, chatting in twos and threes about the major events in the city.

Xi Hanzhi's eyes were attracted by a middle-aged man in gray clothes under the shade of a tree, and the "carriage" drove there according to his wishes.

The sound of the wheels rolling on the ground attracted the middle-aged man's attention. He raised his head and looked into a pair of dark golden eyes—the biggest dynasty in the mortal world often has cultivators walking, and many of them look different from ordinary people.

The middle-aged man had also seen a few "immortals" who were all born with the appearance of heaven and man, but he had never seen such a good-looking one, he opened his mouth in a daze: "immortal, immortal."

"Candied haws, how do you sell them?" Qi Hanzhi pointed like the bunch of candied haws standing beside him.

It was spring, and it was warm and cold, but the middle-aged man was always hiding from the sun. At this time, the layer of syrup wrapped around the candied haws had melted, and the appearance was not very good, at least the middle-aged man I feel that I am absolutely not worthy of this fairy elder.

"Five Wen." The middle-aged man was still in a daze, and subconsciously said the price.

"Isn't it Sanwen?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged man couldn't imagine such a high-ranking immortal bargaining with him at all, but at this moment he had come to his senses and hurriedly said: "If the elder likes it, this, this is all given to you!"

The fairy head with different pupils hadn't said anything before, the curtain of the carriage was lifted again, another fairy head showed half his face, handed five spirit stones in his hand, and said: "Thank you."

The middle-aged man was born in the capital, and knew that this beautiful stone was called Lingshi, a piece of ordinary gold, he took it with shaking hands, before waiting for his reaction, then the fairy leaned forward slightly, and personally picked a candied haws from the bunch , and handed it to the previous fairy.

The carriage drove away slowly, the middle-aged man suddenly came back to his senses, looked around, made sure that no one had noticed what happened just now, quickly stuffed the spirit stone into his arms, and went home.

in the carriage

"Somewhat melted." Xie Yunlian said, the spiritual power in his hands spread upwards along the wooden pole, and the yellowish sugar coating on the hawthorn returned to its full state in a blink of an eye.

After finishing, pass the sky-high priced candied haws to Qi Hanzhi.

The restless core suddenly quieted down, and at the same time, a picture appeared in his mind.

The young man looked elegant and gentle. He took a bunch of candied haws from the vendor, turned around and handed them to him, and said with a smile, "Eat it quickly, lest it melt in a while."

The young man Qi Hanzhi's voice was a bit awkward: "It's not that I said I don't want to eat!"

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Really? Then someone must have been staring at the candied haws yesterday and couldn't walk. I must have misread it."

As he said that, he withdrew his hand, and the young man Qi Hanzhi didn't feel angry. He raised his hand and held down the young man's wrist. At the same time, he tiptoed slightly and bit the hawthorn at the top.

……

"Slightly" the cold icing was crushed, and the sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth together with the flashing memory.

Mojun looked at Xie Yunlian expressionlessly, feeling a little dull.

The person in the picture has a very close relationship with him. Normally, it would be fine for him to find a second life after his predecessor died hundreds of years ago, but he somehow forgot it before, but now he suddenly remembered that this predecessor was still taken by the current... oh, No, now it is the ex-ex and the ex-ex, the ex-ex was stabbed by the ex-ex.

Although Qi Hanzhi was almost certain that Xie Yunlian would be a puppet when he was stabbed in the chest by a sword, but...

Qi Hanzhi secretly sighed, feeling unable to swallow.

This gentleman is clearly alone, why does he look like a scumbag?