The Devil and the Flower

Jiang Huan was used to being pitted by others, and it was the first time he experienced the feeling of digging a pit and burying himself in it.

He asked: "Mr. Dao, do you mean it?"

Feng Yueci raised his hand to catch the writing brush that rolled down to the table, put it on the inkstone, and said, "Intention?"

When Jiang Huan saw that his features were quiet, elegant and peaceful, without being stained with dust, he suddenly fell silent, thinking that this person did not seem to be able to play tricks on others at all, and he was probably telling the truth.

Thinking about it this way made me feel even more uncomfortable.

So calm and breezy, he never cared about anyone at all.

Jiang Huan deliberately said: "If you go, can't you come back? Daojun still wants to go?"

Feng Yueci wrote lightly: "If I go, I will definitely come back."

Jiang Huan sat up straight and suddenly said: "So, this is the final home of the Taoist Lord."

Feng Yueci nodded.

The principal looked at Jiang Huan strangely, and knocked on the table to make him turn around: "Why do you keep staring at Qing Hui? Does it have anything to do with you where he goes? Jiang boy, you really don't want to go back?"

Jiang Huan changed his statement without principle, and said casually: "It depends on the situation."

The principal frowned and asked, "Don't you miss your relatives and friends?"

Jiang Huan said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, I grew up without a father or a mother, and I don't like to make any friends, but I have no one to care about."

"This..." The principal sighed when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Jiang boy, before you crossed the reincarnation of the ten thousand realms, what time was it over there?"

Jiang Huan thought for a while, "About 2081."

The headmaster said "hey" and said: "I asked all the fellow villagers and found a very strange thing, all of us are either from 2018 or 2081, and there is nothing else besides that. These two year numbers are exactly the same, but the order is wrong... Do you think there is any connection?"

Jiang Huan finally felt a little surprised, stroked his chin in thought.

The headmaster scratched his hair, "I have a headache."

Feng Yue resigned: "The principal said earlier that you were all led into reincarnation by the 'system' and entered the place of origin. If someone set up a game based on this, but something went wrong, and the 'system' is not like a real person's spirit, what will you do? ?”

Jiang Huan and the principal's eyes lit up at the same time.

If the "system" is regarded as an executive program that locates time and space, and someone enters a range into it to catch reincarnation, it seems to be much easier to understand.

Assuming that "2018" and "2081" are ages that meet the conditions after screening, since the "system" is not like a real person's spirit, the most likely thing is not to pick one age, but to capture the reincarnated people of both ages .

The principal nodded again and again, clasped his hands together and said, "This is a very good direction of thinking! I'll go to Ling Mou to study it later, maybe I can find more clues! Qing Hui, you are still smart!"

Feng Yueci shook his head slightly: "It's just a guess."

Jiang Huan: "I heard Taoist talk about this, and I really feel a sense of confusion. The place of origin and the earth are two completely different systems. Daojun, you have not received any education there. How do you use the method here? Explained?"

The principal raised his head and said proudly: "After all, he is a good student I taught!"

Jiang Huan sneered, and said: "Principal, with your old and unscrupulous appearance, it is inconceivable that you can teach a student with good conduct like Daojun. The same is true of the juniors in your academy, who were raised like the ivory tower. It looks like a little white rabbit."

"They are all good boys! Boy Jiang, you will go out in the future, but you are also a disciple of my Huaxia Academy, you should take care of your younger brothers and sisters!" The headmaster stroked his white beard, perhaps the entanglement in his heart finally came to an end He smiled kindly, "It just so happens that the joint examination between our academy and the Sijun Academy is approaching, this time Lord Killer will come over, he is too annoying and not easy to mess with, how about you help to clean up the place?"

Jiang Huan stood up, stretched his waist, yawned and said, "Killer? You mean the guy who intercepted Daojun's spirit ship halfway?"

The headmaster's expression changed when he heard this, he turned his head to look at Feng Yueci, and quickly asked: "Qing Hui, did Jun Jun really bother you again?"

Feng Yue said: "Principal, don't worry."

The headmaster slapped the table angrily: "You can just block him with an arrow, so that he never dares to show his face again!"

Naturally, what he said was out of anger. As one of the four lords, the cultivation level of Lord Slaughter is already a rare opponent, not to mention the other three lords who share the same spirit.Ruo Feng Yue Ci had never lost his soul seven years ago, so he was fearless, but now he is sick and weak, and cannot stand frequent hands at all.

Feng Yue resigned: "This time, I would like to thank Mr. Jiang for repelling him."

The headmaster shook his beard, his expression changed again, he pointed at Jiang Huan and said in shock, "Boy Jiang, I know you are very powerful, but can you beat Lord Slaughter?"

"You'll know when you fight next time." When Jiang Huan mentioned fighting, it seemed as normal as eating and drinking, and said disapprovingly, "Is he very good? Forgive me, I didn't see it."

The headmaster paused, and then said in a deep voice: "The place of origin is all-encompassing, and there are many people who practice it. Under the 'Tao Realm', because the practice system is complicated, there is no subdivision. They are all mortal bodies. When it comes to the 'Tao Realm' , has been completely reborn, and at this time, regardless of the cultivation system, what depends on the level of your cultivation and the depth of your spiritual power."

There is no high or low road, but there are always differences in people's innate understanding.

There are people who practice together, but they are not the same.Some people have deep spiritual power because they are old, not necessarily at a high level.Some people have a very high realm, but they don't accumulate much. Even if they can see the flaws of others when they do it, their cultivation can't keep up.

The principal sighed, and said: "Yuan Jun is old, Yin Jun is kind, Ghost Jun is unpredictable, and Killing Jun is the youngest among the four, but as far as I know, he has been in the 'Dao Realm' for hundreds of years. .”

Jiang Huan was noncommittal, "But I heard that Daojun entered the 'Dao Realm' seven years ago."

The principal looked at Feng Yue's resignation, with extreme heartache and regret in his eyes: "Qing Hui, alas! Most people in the world practice only one major, so they don't have the mind and energy to study other things. Only Qing Hui, who cultivates three thousand, a little Entering the 'Dao Realm' at such a young age, perhaps the cultivation of spiritual power is no better than that of the Four Lords, but the height of the realm is unmatched, and the stunning talent is not enough to describe its eventuality."

Feng Yueci did not agree with this statement, and said: "It is the principal's reputation."

The headmaster said: "How could it be too much reputation? Even Yuan Jun once said that if you didn't have the battle seven years ago, you would most likely reach the 'Emperor Realm'!"

This emperor realm, Jiang Huan had heard Yin Mo mention it before, so he asked: "Emperor realm, but the realm of Demon King and Emperor Jiang in the past?"

The headmaster nodded, seeming to be emotional: "The Taoist realm is like a fairy, and the emperor is like a god. There are still traces of the Taoist realm, but after the emperor, no one can reach their cultivation level."

Feng Yue resigned and said: "I think Mr. Jiang, it may not be impossible."

"Does Lord Dao have so much confidence in me?" Jiang Huan looked at him, but frowned, "Have you ever thought about yourself? You once had an infinitely brilliant future, but now..."

Feng Yueci calmly said: "It's also very good now."

The principal's throat choked. If returning home was his biggest obsession, Feng Yueci's illness was the second thing he couldn't let go of.

Feng Yueci didn't want to say more about this matter, it would only disturb others.

He looked outside the house and saw the sunset, he got up and said, "It's getting late, so it's inconvenient to disturb the principal."

The principal also got up and said, "Go back quickly. You are not in good health, and you have worked hard all the way back. Boy Jiang, go to Ling Mou and ask him to arrange a room for you..."

Jiang Huan waved his hand, and went out together with Feng Yueci, "There is no need to make arrangements, Mr. Dao lives in the library, right? I live there too."

"Okay...wait!" The headmaster jumped up when he realized it, chased him out and roared, "Where do you say you live?"

Jiang Huan closed the door casually, and with a "snap", blocked his voice completely.

Feng Yue resigned, "Young Master Jiang, close the door more gently."

Jiang Huan suppressed a smile and said, "Okay, be gentle next time. Daojun, I will follow you."

Feng Yueci glanced at him, but without making a sound, he acquiesced.

The library building is far away from the school buildings and dormitories, and it is the most remote and quiet place in the Huaxia Academy. The students will unconsciously walk lightly when they come and go, and they will leave later in the sky, for fear of making noise. people.

When Feng Yueci was young, his teachers liked him very much, but they all agreed that his talent was limited because he couldn't even perform the simplest spells.

He didn't make any excuses, and seeing the regretful expressions of the teachers and elders, he went to see the principal. After that, he moved out of the dormitory, went to the library, built a small bamboo building in the open space behind, and stayed alone for 16 years.

The book building hangs on the peak, towering toweringly, shaped like a palace.Climbing up the steps from the Huajian trail, the wind blows, the forest rustles, and the flowers fall all over the body.

The green cow swayed and jumped, and the bell on the horn rang softly, echoing in the mountains and forests, very clear and melodious.

Feng Yueci coughed in a low voice, and walked slowly on the sapphire stone steps, holding a green silk umbrella to block the flying flowers and leaves.

Jiang Huan tilted his head, only to see white clothes and green shirt, black hair like ink, falling into the center of his eyes, surpassing all the beauties in the world.

"Mr. Dao."

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Huan suddenly chuckled, leaned over, and got under his umbrella.

Feng Yueci saw his face so close at hand, he stopped in his footsteps, and said softly: "Young Master Jiang, how do you walk like this?"

Jiang Huan grasped the handle of the umbrella and pulled it away from his palm, then looked at the green umbrella that was only big enough to cover one person, raised his hand, and held it above Feng Yueci.

Jiang Huan said with a smile: "I'll hold the umbrella for Daojun, it's fine if not."

Feng Yueci was slightly startled, and was speechless for a while.

Jiang Huan said with a smile: "I just looked at Daojun, and I really want to do this."

The bamboo building is hidden behind the study building, backed by undulating mountains, with waterfalls flying into the mountain stream, and a huge pine and cypress tree towering into the clouds, standing on the edge of the cliff, sheltering from wind and rain.

Feng Yueci seldom gets so close to a person, the two walked side by side, he tried to get the umbrella back from Jiang Huan's hand, but Jiang Huan avoided it as if playing around.

Jiang Huan raised the corners of his mouth and said as he walked, "I don't understand something, and I want to ask Taoist Lord for advice."

Feng Yue resigned, "But it's okay to say."

Jiang Huan smiled, his eyebrows were flying and free and easy, "Dao Jun, you see that the water flows through the mountains, the trees follow the forest, and the flowers follow the wind. Should that person do what I want and follow my heart?"

The author has something to say: Jiang Bao is gradually getting better →→

This article assumes that there are many practice systems in the realm of the devil king, such as the small world of cultivation and supernatural powers in the reincarnation of the world, etc., but the unity of the power system is—spiritual power.So when Jiang Huan came to the place of origin, he would use spiritual power, not a bug.mwah!