"Ah!"
The teenager who was drinking and eating in the warm and noisy restaurant suddenly sneezed heavily.
Ji Hong took a meal and looked at him with strange eyes - even if the cultivator went to the place where the epidemic was raging, he would not get sick immediately.
"It's okay!" The boy cocked his legs and swayed casually, just like every street ruffian. He was extremely unimpressive. He picked and picked with chopsticks when he was eating.
Ji Hong didn't speak and continued to drink.
He took out a pair of dice from the storage bag and held it in his hands like he was playing unconsciously.
The young man glanced at him: "Your fingers are quite flexible, do you want to consider learning to touch the purse with me?"
Ji Hong looked at him in surprise.
"As the old saying goes, nine out of ten bets! I don't think you have a lot of money. You might as well grab someone's purse in the casino and continue to gamble. You can play for a while." The teenager snorted, "This town, you I also understand that all the people gathered here are the servants of the mortal powerful family, and besides, we magic cultivators, what are we afraid of cause and effect!"
"This—" Ji Hong pretended to be heartbroken, but had a somewhat struggling expression.
But in the end, he still shook his head: "I don't have much money, and I have even been delayed in the casino for so long. I am now completing the foundation establishment, and I will form a pill soon, so this is the most important thing."
The teenager chewed the duck meat, nodded, and said nothing.
There is still a glimpse of appreciation in the bottom of my eyes...
The six Great Venerables of Demon Dao all have their own powers. The most troublesome thing for these Demon Venerables is not the improvement of their own strength. Anyway, they are almost all at the level of the Mahayana period, and they will not be able to soar even if they improve.
Loyal subordinates are easy to find, and loyal, intelligent and capable subordinates are really scarce.
Due to the ethos of the magic way, the magic cultivators under the same venerable sage have to compete for power with each other and engage in internal frictions.
Those who can be killed from many intrigues, the brains are not too bad, and the strength must be passable. As long as the loyalty is confirmed, the Venerables will laugh at them, but this is only a selection criterion, and the specific performance is still mixed.
Ji Hong has a deep mind and is doing unspeakable things, but he is indeed a rare talent.
Look good, have a good temperament, and more importantly - be able to do whatever you want!
When the dishes on the table were swept away, the young man leaned back on the chair lazily, picked his teeth and said, "I think you are only one step away from forming a pill, and you are full of spiritual energy, but there is something missing, so you haven't entered. territory?"
"Fellow Daoist is joking, how can a magic cultivator like me expect to have any help when he forms an elixir?" Ji Hong laughed at himself and put down his wine glass, "It's just that it's easy to form elixir, once the elixir is condensed, oneself To consolidate my cultivation quickly, my master who died early did not teach me the cultivation techniques of the Jindan stage, and even in the later stage of foundation building, I groped and practiced it myself."
He sighed and shook his head.
Ji Hong's words are very realistic. Demon cultivators teach their apprentices, but they don't do their best, and even some demon cultivators only treat their disciples as slaves. I don't want to see the growth of my apprentices, let alone teach them additional exercises.
The young man tilted his head and said vaguely with a cup in his mouth: "Oh, Venerable Huanjian has many subordinates, and fellow Daoists are not like incompetent people, so they can't get a good mentality?"
Ji Hong smiled and threw the dice held by his fingers on the table.
A black six-point and a red four-point.
"If I only intend to live for two hundred years, I can naturally find a useful exercise and learn it first. In this world, what is ingenuity? You have to have strength first." Ji Hong put on a look of loss. , sighed, poked the four-pointed dice, and said, "Then in the late stage of Jindan, we have to look for the soul of the soul, and now there are fewer options, and the skills that barely conform to the nature of the true essence cannot be 100% after all. All right."
Finally, put your finger on the six-point black dice:
"Gambling is only compared to the size of the points, not the color. We cultivators, how can we be so casual, in the end, I either did not match the exercises and couldn't make progress, or I lost my true essence and died."
The interest in the boy's eyes grew a little more.
He didn't pat his chest to guarantee the ticket, and he didn't give Ji Hong any solution. He only responded with a hum, and praised the daoist for his long-term vision, and there was no more.
Ji Hong didn't feel annoyed, and he didn't continue to dwell on this topic. In a blink of an eye, he talked about the anecdotes of the capital.
- Venerable Split Sky is observing Ji Hong without a trace.
As the first Venerable of the Devil's Way, he is not a fool to be deceived. Venerable Splitting Heaven of course guessed whether Ji Hong deliberately made friends with him.
However, there are only a few people who know about his hobby of disguising and stealing things.
Second, even if he knew that he had this habit, it was impossible to know what kind of face Venerable Splitting Heaven would use!
Thirdly, Venerable Splitting Heaven and Venerable Huanjian are masters and apprentices in name, but their subordinates scramble for territory and power, and they have never shown a trace of closeness in big occasions.
In the case of magic cultivators, the apprentice is sometimes the master's property, servants and subordinates.
Venerable Splitting Heaven has become an independent portal. In the eyes of the people in the devil's way, this kind of behavior is to hang a sign on his head, "I am not the same as Master" and "We are inseparable and enmity deep like the sea".
Moreover, cultivators are beyond the world, and they never do things like New Year's greetings. Who would have thought that Venerable Splitting Heaven would come to his master on the second day of the new year? Then, because of Venerable Huanjian's retreat, he was sulking and went to the nearest casino to have fun
If it weren't for a coincidence, if you want to meet this series of conditions, there is only one answer left: this person was sent by Venerable Huanjian to play him.
According to the tacit understanding between the master and the apprentice, Venerable Splitting Heaven believed that Venerable Huanjian would not tell the truth, and at most secretly urged Ji Hong to wait for him at this casino.
Aware of this possibility, Venerable Splitting Sky paid more attention to Ji Hong.
- In the middle of Ji Hong's arms, he expected Venerable Splitting Sky to come to such a wrong perception.
You must know that the temperament of the six Venerables of the Devil's Way is a bit weird. He believes that he has performed flawlessly, but he has to avoid Venerable Splitting the sky from feeling that it is not safe to cover his eyes, so he wants to kill people and silence them!
Ji Hong can't afford to lose this bet.
Let Venerable Split Sky think that Ji Hong was sent by Venerable Huanjian, and Ji Hong's life was saved.
According to Ji Hong's plan, the next thing is simple. When Venerable Huanjian leaves the customs, the master and apprentice said that it was really a coincidence that there was no such thing - found the news of Beixuan's secret treasure, in front of Venerable Huanjian Ji Hong, who had already registered, revealed this little hobby again, and even gained the favor of the two venerables. He wanted to worship the venerable Huanjian as his teacher, and the success rate increased greatly.
With a smile on his face, Ji Hong seemed unaware of the juveniles beside him. He told some interesting anecdotes from all over the world, and also told stories from the world of self-cultivation. people feel unique.
The two came out of the tavern and walked along the street. The young man suddenly said, "It was a late meeting with fellow Daoists, and I couldn't help but want to join Venerable Huanjian. When I get to Yuanying, I don’t know if you can point me to a clear path.”
"This—" Ji Hong hesitated, with a sincere expression, "There is definitely a road, but it can't be called a clear road. I am a son of an official, and my whole family was imprisoned when I was young. I was rescued by my deceased teacher. I have been in the capital for more than ten years, and I have struggled to exert a little power, and I can't rank under the sage's command. If you don't give up, then come here!"
The young man rolled his eyes and said, "Not long after I came to the capital, I heard that Venerable Huanjian fought with the Gorefiend, fighting for Beixuan Secret Treasure. I don't know if Venerable Huanjian was injured."
Venerable Huanjian retreated this time, and the excuse was to recuperate.
Although Ji Hong didn't believe it, he also felt that Venerable Huanjian wanted to retreat and break through, and then fight against Gorefiend.
Seeing the young man's questioning at this moment, Ji Hong immediately closed his mouth, showing disapproval, and said vaguely: "The matter of the Beixuan Secret Treasure is just rumored by Daxue Mountain.
His appearance has greatly brushed the favor of Venerable Splitting Heaven.
- Not much to say, not to disclose news, and not to use secrets as a discussion material, such a person is simply a good subordinate that every Demon Venerable likes.
The young man was delighted, and immediately rounded up his words, "I just heard the rumors and wondered about the Beixuan secret treasure. This treasure has accumulated for eight thousand years, how can it not be fascinating?"
"This... Fellow Daoist, don't blame me for my deep knowledge. Although the treasure is good, it has to be taken with life." Ji Hong said solemnly, "Just like me, the junior of the Jindan period, even Shizhong. You don’t have to be delusional about fire, let alone the secret treasure of Beixuan.”
The young man laughed and patted Ji Hong's shoulder in succession, very satisfied in his heart.
- He was thinking about what method to use to abduct the subordinate of the master to himself.
"Friend Daoist never asked me where I came from, but I just forced fellow Daoist to answer him. It's my fault. Come on, let's continue to have fun!"
Ji Hong smiled and readily agreed, then took out something like black charcoal, dressed up again, and led the teenager down the dark alley to drill into the dark underground casinos and kilns.
It snowed for four days.
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, when the lanterns were in hand, the snow stopped.
In a small town on the outskirts of Beijing, in front of the Zuichun Building with strings of red lanterns hanging, there is a strong smell of rotten fat powder and the aroma of wine and vegetables.
Shi Feng pulled Chen He, who was looking out of curiosity, behind him, and asked with a bad expression, "Your Highness, is your apprentice here?"
Venerable Huanjian still wore the blessing doll mask on his face. Like Shi Feng, he cast a spell on himself, and mortals turned a blind eye to his strange costume. Some people, even more excitedly rolled up their sleeves, and went straight to the red lanterns.
"That's right, my apprentice and I each hold a magic weapon and can find each other." Venerable Huanjian was very calm.
"Wait? The disciple knows the plan?"
"No, how could he know that I framed him!"
"… "
Venerable Huanjian went on to say, "My disciple must have a magic weapon, and my magic weapon is kept in the closed room at home."
Shi Feng, Chen He: …
Now they believe that Venerable Huanjian is the brother of the Heiyuan Valley Lord, and it must be a relative!
"But here, is there something strange?" Shi Feng frowned. He hadn't heard that Venerable Splitting Heaven was such a wild and unrestrained demon cultivator. He immediately kindly reminded Venerable Huanjian that something happened to his apprentice, right? The other party is so deliberate, or is the trap set in the opposite direction
"It's not strange, my apprentice has a strange hobby and is often here." Venerable Huanjian said calmly.
Shi Feng's face darkened even more.
Just imagine what quirk needs to come to this land of fireworks
Shi Feng regretted bringing his junior and younger brothers with him.
The first is that he no longer trusts Chen He to be taken care of by the Heluo faction. Second, he heard that Ji Hong is only a small foundation-building stage. Even if he has a backhand, in front of Venerable Huanjian + Gorefiend, how can he see it?
- Who would have thought that he would come to such a place after going around in circles!
"Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, don't be too restrictive to young people. The red dust of Zi Mo is deep in the dust, how can it be broken if you don't come here once." Venerable Huanjian said nonchalantly.
This is an old and disrespectful posture, which is exactly the same as that of Heiyuan Valley Master.
Shi Feng struggled a little, of course he knew that it was a good thing to let Chen He see the unbearable place of fireworks and put out his thoughts of love in the world.
But the thought of letting Chen He see the rotten scene of baring his arms and showing his navel, making fun of Wuji, made Shi Feng uncomfortable.
"Senior brother, you hold my hand, I won't look at it." Of course Chen He knew what Shi Feng was struggling with, and he quickly came up with a compromise.
So Shi Feng bit the bullet and followed Venerable Huanjian across the courtyard wall of the Drunk Red Building.
The sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra was incessant, and Venerable Huanjian went straight to the backyard of the Zuihonglou, a casino for people to entertain.