Abandoned son to become god

"But there's no way around it." Chen Huan took out a golden handkerchief and wiped the stones on the ground carefully, "After all, I heard that Qing Jie can really kill people."

Shen Qi frowned slightly, turned aside Chen Huan and sat on the stone he had wiped, and said: "Then after talking for a long time, there is no way to let Elder Mo Dao know about it?"

Chen Huan threw the dirty handkerchief on him, turned around and left with a cold snort.

Shen Qi quickly said, "Thank you, I came here specially!"

Chen Huan staggered, but left without saying anything.

Shen Qi let out a long sigh and folded his hands behind his head, holding a branch in his mouth and looking at the gradually bright moonlight through the gap. Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and many leaves floated in the air and fell around him.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he sat up suddenly, his eyes lit up, he bounced up, patted his buttocks and ran towards Wuliang Hall non-stop.

At this moment, Zong Heng was adjusting his breath, when he suddenly heard movement, his eyebrows raised slightly.

The door was slammed open, and Shen Qi was out of breath and said: "Master, I have found a way to let Uncle Mo Dao know about this."

Zong Heng responded indifferently, watching Shen Qi walk forward and knelt on his knees, lying on his knees, raised his head and said: "But I may need Master to lend me some wind that can tell the direction."

Shen Qi was sly, there seemed to be a thousand zhang light hidden in his pupils, which made people feel dazzling.

Zong Heng could only suppress his desire to stop, and said: "And don't act too recklessly."

"Don't worry! Master! Wait for me!"

After saying this, Shen Qi ran away, and never appeared in front of Zong Heng for a day and a night.

The Samsara Realm was still yelling in amazement, thinking that Shen Qi had finally given up his cultivation and planned to live an ordinary life, but he never thought that Shen Qi would just stay in the side hall all the time, not knowing what to do next.

During lunch this time, Samsara Realm couldn't help sighing, and said: "Sovereign, we can't make ends meet on a single pavilion. If we discard the tossing things and cause Elder Mo Dao's displeasure, we will repair them after we fight. Won't it cost a lot of money?"

Zong Heng had a rare moment of embarrassment. He put down his chopsticks and said, "The orphan said that he will need help from the deity."

The Samsara Realm looked at Zong Heng with an indescribable expression on his face, "Then Lord, you have to take good care of Shen Qi, don't let him mess around!"

After finishing speaking, Samsara Realm was still worried, and said again: "My lord, remember! Our pavilion is really out of money! Some of the remaining money this time is purely because the four great families sent their descendants to the martial arts school. Tuition fees, but there are so many people in one pavilion, things to buy, and spar reserves are a lot of money, we can only spend according to our discretion."

Zong Heng was silent for a while, then nodded slowly.

Only then did Samsara Realm heaved a sigh of relief. In fact, Yizun Pavilion was not as poor as he said, but he just hoped that the seriousness of what he said would attract Zong Heng's attention, so that Zong Heng would stop messing around with Shen Qi.

And here, there was finally movement in the side hall.

"It's alright, it's alright!"

Shen Qi rushed out of the room, holding a lot of folded red paper with crooked characters on it.

He ran all the way through the curtain to Zong Heng, and shouted excitedly: "Master, Master, lend me some wind! I want to send all these lanterns to the palace of Master Mo Dao!"

Before Zong Heng agreed, Shen Qi couldn't help but grabbed him and ran towards the teleportation circle.

The reincarnation realm has been completely forgotten by him.

However, seeing that posture, Samsara Realm was uneasy after all, and hurriedly followed.