Is slag Gong whitewashed today?

On Kunlun Mountain, the summit of the gods.

The patriarch of the Feng clan knelt under the 99-level fairy ladder, and brought his youngest son, who was just in his teenage years, to see Zhiming Shenjun.

Qi Rang was idly leaning on the collapsed table and playing chess with Qingyan, a white piece fell, and his slender fingers took away the surrounded black pieces one by one, and there was no joy in his voice,

"His son was eroded by demonic energy, so it would be good to put him in Tianjun's cold pool for a dip. Can you ask me for such a small matter?"

The guards on Kunlun Mountain bent over when they heard this,

"The subordinate has already said he was gone, but he still hasn't left."

"Then kneel down, it's not my face that's lost."

Qingyan Shangshen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly pressed the white stone that was about to trap him again,

"How about letting my third son send you a message?"

Qi Rang didn't care,

"You have to find a better excuse for cheating. What news can compare to my happiness at this time."

Qing Yan shook his head,

"Your temper..."

Before he finished speaking, he said four words following a sunspot.

"Ancient Demon Lord."

"what..."

Qi Rang's voice paused, and he sat up slightly,

"Oh?"

Qing Yan waved his hand to signal the servants in the hall to retreat, then raised his chin towards the chessboard.

Qi Rang sized him up for a few seconds, and then with a wave of his hand, the three white pieces on the chessboard disappeared.

The situation that had been good just now was suddenly reversed because of the compromised third son.

Qingyan dropped another sunspot,

"This has almost become your obsession."

The Buddhists once said that when you think about it, you will become aware, and the awareness will not follow.

But for Qi Rang, the four words of the ancient demon reverence became an obsession after thinking about it.

There is no other reason, but it is always able to calculate the past and the future. For the reincarnation of the ancient Demon Lord, it can only be calculated that he will be born in the Phoenix Clan, which will cause irreparable disasters in the six realms, but it cannot be counted. Even if you know the specific year and month, you can't figure out the cause and effect.

There is only one possibility in this situation, that is, the reincarnation of the demon king will be entangled with his own fate, and the entanglement is not small.

He can count others, but not himself.

"Let's talk about the news first."

"He has been born and is kneeling outside now."

Qi Rang tapped his fingers on the chessboard, and then a steady voice echoed below the immortal steps,

"Come in."

Qingyan looked up at him,

"Ready to do it?"

Qi Rang smiled,

"The patriarch of the Feng clan is a junior, but it doesn't mean that the Feng clan is my junior. He asked me to save his son, but I killed him in front of him. This is too arrogant."

"The reincarnation of the Demon Lord is already a very good reason."

Zhi Ming casually threw the chess piece into the chess jar made of thousand-year-old jadeite,

"That's right."

He walked out slowly, but after a while, he brought back a small dumpling whose height was no higher than his knees.

When he was about to enter the inner hall, Qi Rang was thinking about how to make people die easier, but Xiaotuanzi suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes,

"You live here alone, aren't you lonely?"

Zhiming Shenjun has lived beyond count, and this is the first time someone has asked him whether he is alone or not.

Seeing that he hadn't said anything yet, he saw him and asked in confusion:

"If I don't live with A Niang at night, I will be scared, so can I live with Master?"

It turned out that I was still young and couldn't distinguish the meaning of words.

Qi Rang turned his eyes lightly,

"Fear is fear, loneliness is loneliness, they don't mean the same thing."

"what."

Xiao Fengli responded, then muttered softly,

"Why should a lonely man not be afraid?"

As he spoke, he hugged Qi Rang's calf tightly, wrapped in the shiny fox fur covered with gold ornaments, and with his chubby fleshy face, he really looked a bit...

"Master is so powerful. Daddy said that when he grows up to be a man, he won't be afraid of being alone."

Qi Rang twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally couldn't help picking him up and throwing him to the maid beside him.

"Go and change his clothes, he's so ugly!"

When it comes to narcissism, Feng Clan says it is number one, no one dares to say number two, beauty and ugliness are no different from life to them.

Therefore, Nuomi Duanzi, who did not cry even when he was separated from his father, burst into tears instantly after receiving the first painful blow in his life.

The cry of a child resounded in the Kunlun Hall. Qing Yan looked at Qi Rang who was walking back again, and didn't ask him why he left him behind. Instead, he dropped the last sunspot that was let go, and said lightly:

"You shouldn't have given in."

Heizi meanders like a dragon, and Baizi, who was flaunting his might just now, has been trapped, with only one breath left.

It wasn't until later that Qi Rang thought he had planned everything well, but was stabbed by someone who lost his mind, that he realized that Qing Yan's words at that time were not consolation, but warning.

But at this moment, he just didn't care about making another blow,

"You should know that what I hate the most is admitting defeat."

So Xiao Fengli stayed on Kunlun Mountain. Qi Rang never gave him lessons, and he didn't pay attention to his daily life. He only threw him a few basic mental methods, and used seven days as a cycle to restrain the demons in his body according to the ancient method. The growth of the species.

Perhaps because of leaving his parents too early and lacking a sense of security, even though Qi Rang is indifferent to him, he still likes to come to Qi Rang when he has nothing to do.

Knowing that Qi Rang doesn't like his interruption, he holds a book like an adult fairy, and it looks like he's struggling.

Xinfa read quietly at the side.

It has to be said that after taking off the blinding attire, the young Fengli was soft and fond of acting like a baby, and soon captured the hearts of aunts of all ages in Kunlun Mountains.

Even Shangshen Qingyan, who often comes to Kunlun as a guest, inevitably likes to tease him from time to time.

Time passed little by little, and Xiaotuanzi, who was once only on Qi Rang's knees, grew into a bewitching young man, and with it, the power of the demon seed in Fengli's body also increased.

The medicated bath made by the ancient method is like scraping into the bone marrow of a person, and every second is painful, but it is this kind of pain that Fengli has experienced every seven days since childhood.

He never asked Qi Rang why he was in so much pain, and never doubted him, only when Qi Rang passed out from the pain once, when Qi Rang carried him to the bed, he heard his brows frown palely in a daze of consciousness,

"Master..."

Qi Rang, who was about to leave, responded, and then heard him say again:

"Don't...don't disappoint me."

A piece of my heart suddenly collapsed, Zhiming Shenjun also began to reflect on himself from that day, whether he was too indifferent.

He only wanted to keep this person by his side, to see what kind of waves this person who was destined to be entangled with him could make waves, and then watched him being tortured coldly, saying to himself that he had been merciful by not killing him in the first place.

Thinking about it carefully, he didn't even give the child a smile or a compliment.

From that day on, the two spent a barely sweet time.

Feng Li was flattered to find that when Qi Rang occasionally joked with Qingyan Shangshen, he would also praise himself a few words like he would praise his own children.

When he was playing tricks and pestering him to act like a baby, he no longer just threw himself out coldly.

But the reason why prophecy is called prophecy is because what should happen will always happen.

Qi Rang was soaking in the soup pool on Kunlun Mountain once, when he heard the sound behind him, he thought it was a servant in the palace.

He closed his eyes naturally and passed the towel back, but he didn't hear anything for a long time.

Turning around, I saw Fengli standing there with a flushed face, with unexplained collapse and suspicion in his eyes.

Qi Rang didn't think deeply about his expression, but was attracted by the faintly visible phoenix imprint on his shoulder blade like a tattoo

——That is the totem of the ancient Demon Lord

He wrapped the clothes hanging on the side around his body, flew to Feng Li from the middle of the soup pond, and tore off his collar.

"Master, Master..."

Fingertips traced on the totem, and Qi Rang's fingers stroked his neck little by little,

"When did this totem appear?"

"What, what totem?"

Feng Li blushed because of his secret force, and her eyes were watery, looking at him wetly like an innocent lamb.

"roll."

Qi Rang let go of his hand.

Feng Li replied disappointedly, then ran out in a stumbling manner.

After a while, another sound transmission fell on my ear

"Master, I really didn't mean to bump into you taking a shower..."

The hall was filled with smoke, and Qi Rang closed his eyes as he looked at the devilish energy in his hands that even he couldn't restrain.

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Wisps of white smoke burning with tranquilizing incense in the green stove floated in the hall, fingering the turtle shell with slender white fingers, and then sighed,

"The culprit is still the culprit."

Qi Rang leaned on the soft bed in the hall, holding an ancient book in his hand, slightly rolled his eyelids after hearing this,

"I heard that the Bai Ze clan begged you to divination a hexagram for them with the treasure of the clan, so why does Qingyan Shangshen count the old hexagrams over and over again?"

After hearing this, Qing Yan put the hexagram plate back in his palm,

"I don't think that Fengli is pitiful to that child."

Qi Rang lowered his eyes again, only half of the words on the book could not be read.

Things in the world are caused by each other, no one knows if what he is about to do will cause Fengli to become a demon, but this is his priesthood. The so-called priesthood means that if he does not do it, the way of heaven will let others notice it. Attack Fengli.

That being the case, it's better to do it yourself...or, to play a play for Tiandao.

Looking at the misty drizzle outside, Qingyan sighed casually:

"It actually rains on Kunlun Mountain, which has been beautiful for thousands of years."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went to the green furnace to fiddle with it twice,

"An Shenxiang can only relax the body, but can't appease the soul body. How about letting the Bai Ze clan send a cub to distract you?"

There was no response for a long time.

"What did you figure out?"

Qing Yan closed the furnace lid, shook the fan in his hand,

"Secret."

Qi Rang put down the ancient book, and walked slowly in front of him, his eyes were like the depths of an ancient well.

"I accept your request, and you have to promise me one thing."

Qing Yan was startled,

"what's up?"

Qi Rang set up an enchantment and transmitted the sound to his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Aren't you crazy?"

Qing Yan was dumbfounded.

"If you don't try it, how will you know it won't work?"

Every god, demon or fairy has its own magical weapon or one that it is good at, and the divine power of Zhiming Shenjun is so powerful that it is almost forgotten that what he cultivates is to control time and space.

The cub sent by the Bai Ze clan is said to be a cub, but it is about to reach its birthday of more than 3000 years.

Qi Rang originally thought it was just another useless decoration in the palace, but after stroking the fur on Bai Ze's body twice, he took the cub as his own pillow as a matter of course.

I like to put it in my arms when I read a book, and I also like to hold it in my arms when I walk in the garden and practice.

At the beginning, Feng Li welcomed the arrival of a new playmate, but in the end, she turned into a gloomy face and made a detour when she saw Bai Ze.

Bai Ze has a violent temper, the more Feng Li avoids him, the more he likes to provoke him, and every time at this time, the Kunlun Mountains are full of chaos.

If the two of them got into a fight in front of Qi Rang, Qi Rang would unconsciously lean towards Fengli in words because of the guilt in his heart,

"You are much older than him, so it's not ashamed to be so fussy?"

At this time, Bai Ze will turn into a beast again, step forward and jump onto Qi Rang's soft bed, nestle in his arms and act like a baby, and the sound transmission provokes Feng Li, whose eyes are dimming.

—Little bunny.

Feng Li knew that he had delusional thoughts about Master, but he couldn't figure out Master's feelings for him.

If he is not good for himself, he will occasionally praise him for preparing a medicinal bath for himself, if he is good for himself...Feng Li looked at the person holding Bai Ze on the couch...but it always seemed like a long distance away. An invisible membrane.

Before Bai Ze came, he always thought that he was like a pet like a kitten or dog raised by Master, he would call him to give a smiling face when he was in a good mood, and throw him aside when he was in a bad mood.

It wasn't until Bai Ze came here that he realized that even a pet can approach its owner, and he is not even as good as a pet.

With such a mentality, Feng Li knocked on the door of Qi Rang's bedroom on the morning of his adult birthday.

"What's the matter?"

There was a voice from inside, but it didn't pass him in.

"Master, can I... go in and talk."

After a while, the door of the palace was opened from the inside.

Qi Rang sat in front of the mirror, his long hair that was tied high in the jade crown in the past was scattered behind him, tied around his waist with only a hair tie, he didn't turn his head when he heard his footsteps,

"Say it."

"Today...is the apprentice's adult birthday, I want to ask, if Master has time..."

The adulthood of the Feng family was 1000 years old, and Qi Rang suddenly realized that Feng Li had been on this mountain for more than [-] years.

He changed into the inconspicuous blue crane robe with spells, and walked in front of Fengli with his black hair tied behind him.

"Sorry, I forgot your birthday."

He seldom participated in the banquets of the fairy world and the god world, but thanks to the blessing of Qingyan Shangshen, he had also heard about the extravagance and exaggeration of the coming-of-age ceremony of the crown prince of the Feng clan.

The Feng Clan, who has always loved the most stinky and beautiful, invited the Weaver Girl from the sky to make a dress coat for the prince with the sunset glow and stars, and asked the Merman Clan to borrow hundreds of night pearls to replace candles...

His apprentice shouldn't be worse than others.

Feng Li was stunned, his fingers clenched his sleeves tightly behind him,

"it's nothing."

Qi Rang reached out and rubbed his head,

"Let's go, today will be yours as a teacher for one day."

As a teacher, it will be yours for a day...As a teacher, it will be yours...

Feng Li's eyes were fixed on Qi Rang, who was so rare and gentle to him, and then he firmly held down the hand that wanted to touch him, his lowered eyes could hardly control his emotions, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Master..."

Qi Rang didn't pay attention to his abnormality, but had already summoned Bai Ze, sat on its back, turned to look at Feng Li,

"Don't you want to go back to the Phoenix Clan?"

"need."

Everyone in the God Realm knows that the youngest son of the Feng clan worshiped under the Zhiming Shenjun more than 1000 years ago, but they have never seen his appearance. Flocks of people rushed to the Feng Clan.

The octaves are played repeatedly, and the cups and cups are intertwined.

In the end, Fengli was also a little drunk Ren Qirang pulled him out of the palace, but looked at Bai Ze with an aggrieved face,

"I don't want it there."

Qi Rang raised his eyebrows,

"How did it bother you again?"

"I just don't like it."

Bai Ze also drank a lot of wine at the banquet just now, now he turned into a half-human, half-animal appearance, he wrapped his arms around Feng Li's shoulders in a drunken way,

"Have a good time, don't always put on a straight face like your master, scaring people to death...ah no, scaring beasts to death."

Qi Rang narrowed his eyes, and decisively left Bai Ze behind.

The Feng Clan is located on the Sanshen Mountain at the boundary between humans and gods, walking through the clouds, one can just see the bright lights of the mortal world below, Feng Li grabbed Qi Rang's sleeve, saying that he had never been to the human world, Qi Rang simply summoned a flower Xianyun, sitting on it, is half hidden in the air of the mortal world.

Red long silk and warm yellow lanterns are hung all over the street, and men and women below are placing lotus lanterns by the river.

A lantern floated down the current and was about to be overturned by the water. Qi Rang thought about it and took the lantern in his hand.

Feng Li next to him stared blankly at his side face, and accidentally glanced at the two lines of small, vigorous characters under the candlelight.

——Ten years of life and death, without thinking, never forgetting.

"The life of a mortal is just a few decades, and it is just a flick of a finger."

Qi Rang said as he turned the paper lantern into powder in his hand.

"What about the tens of thousands of years as a fairy?"

There were fireworks exploding behind the two of them, and Qi Rang's eyes were full of loneliness that Feng Li could not understand.

After a while, he took out an unformed jade pendant from his sleeve, and threw it in front of Fengli's eyes seemingly casually, with a smile on his face,

"Little Phoenix, here's your coming-of-age gift."

Dots of stars linger on it, even better than the next sea of ​​lights, Fengli carefully holds it in the palm of his hand,

"what is this?"

"Mustard Sumeru."

Qi Rang paused, then said,

"The time of tens of thousands of years...is nothing more than the flick of a fairy's fingers."

The author has something to say: There is also a chapter about Lin Shen, and a chapter about the two people's daily life in the God Realm. I tried to include the scenes of the two killing each other as much as possible.

I really want to write Shou's chasing husband's crematorium (no, I don't want to