The villain's national teacher always teases me

200 years ago, the Demon Race Lan Youjing was born.At that time, the demon world was banned, and there were still many enmities between humans and demons.

In order to prevent the demon clan from cholera in the human realm of Daolan Youjing, Chengxian sent the ancestors of the Junzi generation and the Shenzi generation.

Going forward, at the time of the battle between immortals and demons, the first demon emperor, Fenglou, used demon energy to erode the geniuses of all races to create demon clans, and many creatures escaped death.

Even if the antagonisms between the human and demon races are gone now, it is still a topic that disciples of the Chengxian sect cannot agree with.

Lang Zi heard about this past in Yuxu Mountain, and knew the details, but Ning Feiyu couldn't empathize with it.

"What's the difference between humans and demons?" He said, "If we want to cultivate the Tao, wouldn't it be the fairest way for everyone to be able to cultivate the Tao?"

Ning Feiyu had no intention of speaking, but Lang Zi listened to it in his heart.

Demons can cultivate Taoism. He has read classics and knows that the way of demons is treacherous, but it is definitely not a technique for quickly improving one's cultivation.The most important thing is that the magic way does not need the root of the way, and one can cultivate by attracting the magic energy into the body, which is many times faster than the orthodox way.

Lang Zi patted Ning Feiyu on the shoulder calmly, and said with a smile: "You are still young, so you don't understand the twists and turns. It's okay, go back quickly."

Ning Feiyu was still unhappy, he came out during his lunch break without even taking Xiao Shi with him, so he had nothing to vent his anger at the moment, he just went to the yard to pinch the Ling Xiaohua protruding from the wall to vent his anger.

It happened that Qiongmei had already cooked a special lotus seed soup, brought it up, saw him, and smiled coquettishly.

"The king of Nanyue is here too? Do you want to try the lotus seed soup? It's refreshing."

Ning Feiyu blushed. Although he was extremely intelligent, he was still young and had such a good face that he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of girls.Being led by her into the gazebo to eat lotus seed soup, it can be regarded as coaxing.

Lang Zi patted his hair: "Go back after eating, this admission quota is not easy to come by, don't be expelled then."

Ning Feiyu took the last sip with a huff, put down the bowl with a stern face, and walked silently along the same path.

At the end, I still want to yell: "Your Majesty's cousin also agrees, right, you have to teach these stubborn guys a lesson for me!"

Lang Zi raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

The special lotus seed soup is really delicious, and the fragrance of the mixed lotus fruit and lotus flower fills the courtyard.When Lang Zi ate the second bowl, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Qi Lan, who had been in seclusion for several days, was also hooked out.

Qiongmei hurried up to meet her.

"Sister Qi Lan can figure it out, I almost forget what you look like."

Qi Lan laughed, pinched Qiongmei's cheeks, and pretended to reprimand: "I'm going to be a bride soon, why are you still so rude."

Her voice became more and more ethereal, judging from her aura, she had made great progress in her cultivation.

Qi Lan stepped forward, first saluted Lang Zi earnestly, and called her master, then gently raised her face to look at Lang Zi as usual.

"Your Majesty has lost weight," she said.

Lang Zi beckoned to her, told her to sit down beside him, served her a bowl of lotus seed soup, and said glibly, "It's been a long time since I haven't seen little fairy Qi Lan, doesn't it make you lose weight when you miss her."

Qi Lan smiled more and more gently.

Lang Zi looked around at the aura around her body, and there was concern in his words, "After these few days, it's almost a sudden realization. Don't just focus on cultivation, you haven't gone out to bask in the sun for many days."

Qi Lan took a sip of the lotus seed soup, gently put down the bowl and spoon, and said in a low voice: "Master's talent, Shen Lan can't catch it, so of course he has to work harder."

When these words came out, Lang Zi was stunned.

Then I remembered that Shen Lan was the Taoist name given to her by the national teacher.

He once got a copy of "Secrets of Taoism", most of which are fabricated, but some stories can still be traced.According to the book, Wumu Daozu once accepted many apprentices on behalf of Junlin, among them was a female disciple who died young in the battlefield of immortals and demons, and her Taoist name was Shen Lan.

Like Qi Lan, she practiced the way of killing and cutting.

Lang Zi didn't know why the national teacher gave Qi Lan this Taoist title. He had been insinuating that the national teacher didn't know how many cheap apprentices he had when he was the emperor of heaven.Come to think of it, the name Shen Lan probably came from the National Teacher who followed Shen's generation and added Qi Lan's real name.

Lang Zi didn't take it seriously, and mentioned something else.

"These days, although the prime minister is very busy, he always runs to the bedroom by discussing the affairs of the country, just to see you. You... still don't want to see him?"

Qi Lan is the daughter of Prime Minister Hou, and Lang Zi only heard about it a few days ago when the Prime Minister was drunk.

A few years ago, before he came to Tianyuan, the prince was seriously ill, and encountered great danger in his deep sleep, his life was hanging by a thread.Hou Xiang was busy selecting successors for Emperor Yu, and even his wife was seriously ill and couldn't go home. Unexpectedly, the prime minister's wife died of illness that night.After that, Qi Lan hated her father, and applied for the selection in the palace alone, and became the prince's maid, never wanting to return to the prime minister's residence.

Speaking of which, Lang Zi thinks he has some responsibilities.

Qiongmei suddenly heard about Mi Xin, she had already exited the courtyard knowingly, and left it here for the two to talk.

Hearing the words, Qi Lan closed her eyes and smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Everyone has their own difficulties in the mist of the world. It doesn't matter whether you see or not. It's enough for each other to be safe."

Lang Zi didn't understand these words.

He was originally an orphan, and the days before his parents were the most wonderful dream in the world for him.After finally getting back to the Queen Mother, she was completely cheated, and she couldn't hate her anyway.

When he thought that she was his biological mother in this life, all the hatred disappeared.

Qi Lan sighed softly.

She looked at the Ling Xiaohua floating down in the yard with the wind, a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Master, do you know what reincarnation is?"

Lang Zi thought for a while and replied, "Is it the beginning of another love-hate relationship?"

"Yes. The mortal reincarnation, karma, everything is a fantasy. For ordinary people, a hundred years is a lifetime, but for monks, it is just a few short retreats, and it is fleeting. Father and son, mother and daughter, relatives, dependents Lovers, after all, parting with life and death. Those imprinted in the memories will always be elusive thoughts."

Lang Zi still didn't understand.

He even faintly felt that Qi Lan might be a little dazed by his cultivation.

Qi Lan got up, walked out of the gazebo, and stepped into the courtyard.

In the early summer, the breeze came back from the hall. She was dressed in white, moving lightly with the wind, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, ethereal and intangible.

The red Ling Xiaohua is in full bloom, but it is not as beautiful as her.

Qi Lan's vermilion lips parted lightly, but the words that came out had nothing to do with what they were discussing.

"Master, is Shen Lan good-looking?"

Lang Zi nodded.Although he is pleased with the national teacher, he has to admit that Qi Lan is indeed the most beautiful woman she has ever seen, and she is not inferior to the female cultivators of Yuxu Mountain.

"Then why don't you please me?"

Lang Zi was dumbfounded.

When he first came to Tianyuan, he really liked Qi Lan, and even once thought that Qi Lan was the goddess in his dreams.For some reason, after getting along, he regarded Qi Lan as his elder sister, and that youthful throbbing finally turned into family affection.

But he had an intuition that what Qi Lan asked was not about love.

"You see, everything in this world has its own destiny." The wall-covered scorpion flowers suddenly fell, and there was a rain of crimson flowers. Qi Lan covered her lips and smiled softly in the rain of flowers, "Everyone has their own predetermined destiny. You will eventually be with me Master and Elder stay together and are destined to benefit Tianyuan, and Shen Lan also has her own destiny."

Lang Zi became more and more confused.

"Master will understand later."

Qi Lan floated back, drank the leftovers, and blinked at Lang Zi.

"In the past, when you went to war, I gave you a brocade handkerchief. Master...do you still keep it?"

Of course Lang Zi kept it.

He still remembered that when the snowflakes fell that day, Qi Lan sent him out of the city, told him to triumph as soon as possible, and gave him an embroidered brocade handkerchief, which he kept in the ring and never used.

But he couldn't find it after searching for a long time, so he could only look at Qi Lan embarrassingly.

Qi Lan laughed again: "I'm going back to practice. Master, don't be caught up by Shen Lan."

Looking at the white robe that disappeared behind the door, Lang Zi didn't recover for a long time.

I vaguely feel that I missed something, but I don't know what I missed.

He took out the sound transmission jade slip again, and first sent a message to the national teacher.

"When you come back, remember to keep looking at Qi Lan, I think she may have lost her mind."

He also sent a message to Elder Mianbei.

"When the elder is free, I have something important to discuss."

After lunch, and then took a nap, Elder Mianbei has arrived at the sleeping hall.

He seemed not used to staying in such a place, sitting in the pavilion frowning and drinking tea, looking at the Ling Xiaohua in the courtyard with deep frowns and sorrowful eyes.

Lang Zi winked at Qiongmei, blamed her for not waking him up earlier, then quickly stepped forward and entered the gazebo.

Elder Mian Bei was suddenly interrupted in deep thought, he raised his eyes to see Dao Ancestor approaching, and hurriedly saluted.

Lang Zi was most annoyed by these red tapes, so he waved his hand and invited him to sit opposite him.

It's not easy for him to express his thoughts directly to Mian Bei, for fear of provoking him, he finds something to ease the atmosphere first.

"Elder Mian Bei also likes Ling Xiaohua?"

Mian sadly shook her head, said with a wry smile: "The junior doesn't like it."

He didn't say anything else, Lang Zi felt that there should be a story, so it was not easy to ask.

He said bluntly: "I invite you to come because I have something to follow."

"Ancestor, please say it."

"Well, the elder thinks, is it feasible to promote the way of magic?"

Mian Bei stood up abruptly, her voice stern: "Old Ancestor?!"

"In the past, Fenglou was a demon-creating clan, so many souls escaped death, why did the ancestor...?"

Lang Zi was taken aback by him, and quickly stood up, pressing Elder Mianbei's shoulder to make him sit back.

He pondered how to speak.

After thinking for a while, Lang Zi decided to find out first.After all, the national teacher hadn't told him how many people he had confessed about the alien invasion.

Turning the teacup in his hand, he said casually, "How much does the elder know about the other world?"

Mian Bei has practiced for nearly a thousand years anyway, so I don't know what he means.Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he told everything he knew.

The reincarnation of the Taoist ancestor and the invasion of other worlds, only Lang Zi didn't know about it, and no elders of the Chengxian sect didn't know about it.

They knew more about Mi Xin than Lang Zi himself.

It took Lang Zi a few minutes to get his expression back together: "Since this is the case, wouldn't it be more likely that the sentient beings of Tianyuan will win if their strength increases? The way of magic is also the way, even... we can't discriminate against them."

Elder Mianbei sighed.

He also understood that he was resentful.It took a while before he nodded.

"This matter is indeed feasible. If those mortals without Dao roots practice the way of the devil, it can indeed increase their combat power. But the way of the devil is dangerous. It was not created by the Dao ancestor himself, and it is too dangerous. Why don't the Dao ancestor ask the devil emperor before he cares?"

He directly called Daozu instead of Laozu, which was already acknowledging Lang Zi's identity.

Lang Zi also nodded.

If you want to cultivate the way of the devil, you really have to ask the devil emperor.It is dangerous and unpredictable for ordinary people to fall into the devil, but the devil emperor should have some methods.

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