Demon King Daddy [Quick Transmigration]

"Qin Junche." The national teacher replied with a smile without hesitation.

Gu Tang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

His hands stopped shaking, and the anxiety that was about to torment him in his heart just now seemed to have completely disappeared.

Gu Tang himself felt that he was a bit ridiculous, but is the name important?

It's just a code name.

But he seemed to be in a daze, and suddenly felt—

Well, it's Qin Junche, so you can still try this task.

Even if the other party's temperament and tone of voice are too similar...

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, if you still have time to spare, why don't you and I continue our discussion in another place?" Qin Junche looked at Gu Tang with a smile.

His brows and eyes stretched, looking upright and indifferent.

Although he has not yet reached the peak of his cultivation, his ethereal demeanor makes him look like the exiled immortal that people in Beijing call him.

Qin Junche stood up while speaking, brushing his green robe slightly: "Please."

Gu Tang followed behind him, leaving the spacious and tall main hall and walking towards the back garden.

The garden of the National Teacher's Mansion is very elegantly arranged.

There are not many flowers and trees, but every plant and tree is unique.

This National Teacher's Mansion was given to Qin Junche by Gu Tang's father, the Emperor of Chu.

It can be seen that in order to be worthy of the other party's identity, it took a lot of thought.

In the quiet night, there is only a bright moon in the sky.

The lotus pond is shrouded in moonlight, with a slightly ethereal mysterious beauty.

Qin Junche had someone prepare refreshments in the kiosk in the middle of the lotus pond.

Gu Tang sat down opposite him.

In front of the moonlight, the two listened to the chirping of insects and sniffed the cool night breeze, and began to talk about books and Taoism.

Qin Junche seemed to be in a good mood.

It may be because he feels that Gu Tang, who has been obsessed with his feelings for three years, is finally willing to get out of the magic barrier and is willing to devote his heart to practice.

That's a good start.

Qin Junche even took the initiative to tell Gu Tang some of his own experience in cultivation.

That kind of selfless appearance of willingness and sharing experience, no matter how you look at it, is very much like the person in Gu Tang's deep memory.

Several times, Gu Tang looked at Qin Junche's profile in a daze.

He didn't remember how many words he had listened to.

I only know that the moon is in the middle of the sky from the willow tip on the moon, and the night is dark.

Just like that, Gu Tang listened attentively to a person who was not as far and taller as he used to be on the road of cultivation, and he talked about his cultivation experience.

In the end, Qin Junche's voice was heard in Gu Tang's ears, it was like a high mountain and flowing water.

The content is no longer important, he hides very deep in his heart, so deep that he has forgotten the string for thousands of years.

In a trance, it seemed that someone had touched it lightly.

"National Teacher." Gu Tang suddenly called out, interrupting him.

"Huh?" Qin Junche looked at Gu Tang with a smile.

That smile was as gentle as jade, and her eyes were extremely clear.

Under such gazes, Gu Tang opened his mouth.

"If Your Highness Ninth Highness has something to say, you might as well speak it out." Qin Junche explained with a smile: "I have never had any prejudice against His Highness, and burning the letter you sent is definitely not to humiliate His Highness."

He paused, his eyes as cold as water: "I just hope His Highness understands that love turns into ashes, and it is not as important as practice."

Gu Tang: "..."

This makes sense!

He used to persuade people like this.

When Qin Junche said this, he retracted all the words he almost blurted out just now.

Gu Tang has a way to deal with Qin Junche of any character.

It doesn't matter if you are cold, flirtatious, or domineering...

But Qin Junche was the only one in front of him.

He is afraid.

backed off.

Gu Tang stood up and bowed to Qin Junche: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance and relief today. The night is getting dark, I should take my leave."

"Please." Qin Junche did not keep him.

When Gu Tang strolled back along the path built on the lotus pond, he couldn't help but look back at Qin Junche who was standing in the pavilion with his back turned to him.

The opponent stood tall, letting the moonlight cover his whole body.

It looks as if it is floating like a fairy, as if it will soar in the next second.

Gu Tang turned around and continued to walk outside the National Teacher's Mansion.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince." He had only taken a few steps when Qin Junche's voice suddenly came from behind him.

It may be sent across a lotus pond, mixed with the sound of wind and water at night.

This time Qin Junche's voice was no longer as gentle as before.

Instead, with a bit of coldness, "Please stay."

Gu Tangyiyan stopped, turned around and looked at Qin Junche again.

Now the distance is a bit far away, and the moonlight is not so bright.

He couldn't quite see the expression on Qin Junche's face, but he could only hear him say from a distance: "Your Highness, it seemed he hesitated to speak just now."

Qin Junche walked towards Gu Tang slowly while speaking.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes fell directly on Gu Tang's face.

It's just that the warm smile on the corner of his lips has disappeared completely.

"Since you have something to say, Your Highness might as well speak up." Qin Junche said again: "Your Highness should know that there are some demons in the heart, and the demons are born from the heart."

Gu Tang already felt something was wrong.

The Qin Junche just now gave him the feeling that he was completely his former friend.

Gentle, kind, and caring for the world.

For every unfortunate person, as long as he meets, he is always willing to lend a helping hand.

For example, Gu Tang back then.

He was never pushy and was very gentle with everyone.

Nothing in this world seemed to embarrass him or make him angry.

except...

Gu Tang frowned, preventing himself from being immersed in memories.

But now this Qin Junche is like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

Hard-edged.

He walked towards Gu Tang step by step, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

The feeling of staring at Gu Tang is like a cheetah hiding in the dark, finally waiting for its prey.

There was a trace of bloodthirsty danger hidden in that look.

"So His Highness Ninth Prince..." Qin Junche stood in front of Gu Tang.

He is slightly taller than Gu Tang, when looking at him, his gaze naturally has a condescending meaning: "You might as well speak up."

Gu Tang took a step back.

The spiritual power of the hand hanging by his side had already begun to gather.

Although he couldn't detect Qin Junche's cultivation.

But Gu Tang, who has recovered one-fifth of his cultivation base, has absolutely no problem in protecting himself.

Qin Junche suddenly smiled.

That smile was no longer as warm and warm as before.

But cold and lonely.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince..." Qin Junche stretched out his hand, and affectionately twirled a strand of hair on Gu Tang's shoulder, "Want to fight with me?"

As soon as Qin Junche's words fell, Gu Tang's palm had already swept past.

The way to use spiritual power in this world is no different from the world Gu Tang is familiar with.

He only needs to get a little familiar with the body of the Ninth Prince, and then he can fight with others as usual.

The sharp palm wind scattered the night.

Even Night Breeze made a sharp whistling sound.

With this slap with all his strength, Gu Tang has already turned around and fled backwards.

He guessed that with his current cultivation, he couldn't beat Qin Junche.

But it is always easy to escape.

In an instant, Gu Tang stood on a big tree in the garden of the National Teacher's Mansion.

He looked down at Qin Junche condescendingly.

He said lightly: "The national teacher's own demons are probably heavier than anyone else's."

Qin Junche did not catch up.

He still stood there with his hands behind his back, looking up at Gu Tang slightly.

Gu Tang could see the positions of the two of them more clearly now.

The gentle and kind Qin Junche who resembled his friend just now has completely disappeared.

At this moment, the man standing in front of him, although still in green robe and black hair, seemed to have a touch of cruelty in his brows and eyes, and his whole person looked evil.

"Unexpectedly, His Highness Ninth Prince's skill has become so good, and it is really hidden." Qin Junche said slowly.

"Since your highness is so powerful, why worry?" The corner of his lips curled into a smile.

It's also a smile, the national teacher just now makes people feel like a spring breeze.

The current Qin Junche can only make people tremble with fear.

Gu Tang is not afraid of him.

But looking at the evil man in front of him who looks so similar to Qin Junche.

He was really, a little bit pained.

Is this task so troublesome?

First, there was such a Qin Junche.

Then this Qin Junche will change his face.

Thinking of the thread when the other party twisted his hair just now, there was a vague ambiguity.

Gu Tang was even more depressed.

He always felt that the relationship between himself and this national teacher should be more than just his unilateral pursuit as the people around him said.

Something must have happened between the two of them.

It's a pity that Guan Yan didn't follow the royal enclosure three years ago.

Gu Tang can't, just ask the national teacher directly.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince." Qin Junche flicked his sleeves, "If you have something on your mind, you might as well speak up."

He didn't seem to have heard what Gu Tang said just now at all, and suddenly smiled again: "No matter what, I wanted to share the worries and worries of His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince."

Gu Tang: "..."

God is so special to share the worries and relieve the worries.

Will you help me give birth to a child?

Of course he wouldn't say that to Qin Junche.

His body slowly rose and fell with the treetops, and he stood quietly on it for a moment, making sure that there were no killing moves deployed by Qin Junche around the National Teacher's Mansion.

Gu Tangchao cupped his hands again: "Farewell."

After he finished speaking, he flew up and rushed towards the outside of the National Teacher's Mansion.

The servant Guanyan was still obediently waiting for Gu Tang at the door.

Probably because he had waited too long, he had already fallen asleep in the carriage.

The head is bit by bit, looking naive.

Gu Tang didn't wake up his servant either.

He got into the carriage and brought Guan Yan along.

The carriage quickly took the two of them towards the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Along the way, they did not encounter the slightest obstacle.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped in front of the Ninth Prince's Mansion that Gu Tang heaved a sigh of relief.

He couldn't find out the depth of the national teacher's cultivation base, and the two didn't actually fight directly just now.

But when he went to the banquet today, he learned about the cultivation level of the dignitaries in Beijing.

Qin Junche's cultivation is definitely above his.

Gu Tang couldn't help frowning slightly when he thought of the man who was completely different from the front and back.

Such a Qin Junche didn't seem to be troubled by demons at all.

Besides, when he reached his level of cultivation, what demons could trap him? !

Gu Tang woke up Guanyan, and let the servant, who was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes, go to rest by himself.

He stood outside his bedroom for a while, and under the moonlight, he felt the aura of the world.

Compared with his era, the aura of this world is already very abundant.

But he couldn't feel the existence of the laws of heaven and earth.

Perhaps his cultivation base is not high enough.

Or maybe, the law of this world has not yet been fully formed.

After standing quietly in the yard for a while, Gu Tang tried to practice with his previous exercises.

Abundant spiritual energy immediately poured into his body driven by the exercises.

And obediently, under Gu Tang's guidance, he washed and strengthened his meridians.

Gu Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

He can still practice.

——As long as he can still cultivate, then he has nothing to worry about.

He should seize the time to practice now and improve his cultivation first.

The Qin Junche who suddenly changed his face just now always made Gu Tang feel a little uneasy.

If his cultivation base can surpass the opponent, then at least he can guarantee that he will remain invincible.

As for the children.

Gu Tang curled his lips, but don't think about it yet.

It doesn't matter if it's Qin Junche who is as warm as the spring breeze or the sun, or this Qin Junche who makes people feel dangerous.

He doesn't want to touch any of them!

After that night, Gu Tang fell into a sleepless practice.

What he didn't know was that on the third day after he practiced behind closed doors and never went to the National Teacher's Mansion to pester him, the same news spread throughout Beijing——

His Royal Highness Nine suddenly came to his senses and began to practice desperately.

Some people still think that he is just putting on a show.

After all, on the day of the national teacher Qin Junche's birthday, even though he helped out at the gate of the national teacher's mansion, Gu Tang was still ashamed.

So they all felt that His Highness the Ninth Highness would only persist for three or four days at most.

However, time passed day by day, and people in Jingzhong waited to see the joke from the beginning.

slowly turned into surprise.

Slowly, the people passing by the door of the Ninth Prince's Mansion stopped laughing at Gu Tang.

They looked at the door that could be closed for a whole month, and all sighed that the power of the national teacher to educate the world is infinite.

Even a person like Gu Tang can be completely transformed into a cultivator.

When the second month of the Ninth Prince's Mansion's closed doors passed, Jingzhong would no longer even have jokes.

In this era, the strong are respected.

Although Gu Tanglingen's level is not high, his perseverance is admirable.

Even Qin Junche expressed emotion many times, if His Highness the Ninth Highness could wake up to this soon, the road of cultivation might be higher and farther.

It has been three full months since Gu Tang locked himself in the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

He didn't know that in the past three months, there have been various rumors about him in Jingzhong.

He practiced almost every day without sleep or food.

Falling into his practice, he finally found the feeling of being like a duck to water in the past.

Even the breath is so kind and natural.

At this time, winter in Chu State is coming soon.

Many years later, people still remember that day.

When the first snow fell in the capital of Chu State, the Ninth Prince's Mansion, which had been closed for three months, suddenly became louder.

Above the Ninth Prince's Mansion, all the snowflakes seemed to be pulled by the same force, falling towards the Prince's Mansion one after another.

The snowflakes did not melt immediately, and when more and more snowflakes began to gather above the Ninth Prince's Mansion, the entire capital of Chu State was alarmed.

In an instant, countless figures flew up in the sky.

They either stand or sit, or ride on top of strange beasts.

But everyone's eyes were all focused on the direction of Gu Tang's Ninth Prince's Mansion.

"Someone wants... to advance?"

"Is it the Ninth Prince who wants to advance?"

"Him? But isn't he possessed of the lowest spiritual root that the royal family has never had before, and his cultivation speed is very slow?"

"This is... the sign of heaven to be promoted to the first class!"

"Ninth Prince? That trash with the lowest spiritual root? Promoted to the first rank? Are you kidding me?!"

……

Countless different voices were discussing and watching.

The current level of practice is very simple, A, B, C, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng... The lower the level, the lower the level.

Grade A is already the acme that ordinary people can cultivate.

Only geniuses with B-level spiritual roots and above have the possibility to go further.

But where should this go further.

It is up to the geniuses to figure out what kind of state they are entering.

Even so, there are only a handful of first-class cultivators in Chu State.

Including Gu Tang's brothers and sisters, the princes and princesses who were born in the royal family and had the best resources this time only had two A-levels.

But now, they have always looked down on the ninth brother.

After three months of retreat, he was about to be promoted to Class A.

Among the people standing in the air, there were Gu Tang's brothers.

The third prince who injured him and made him unable to get out of bed for a month was one of the princes and princesses who were promoted to the first rank.

It was precisely because of this that he dared to use the excuse that he couldn't understand Gu Tang's obsession with Qin Junche, and shot and seriously injured him without being blamed at all.

In a country, even if he is also a prince.

The treatment between a cultivation genius and a good-for-nothing is absolutely different.

How could the third prince be able to bear it, the muddy waste wood that he always stepped on in the past surpassed himself like this.

He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the National Teacher's Mansion.

The sky over there was empty, and there was no one there.

The third prince's face was very ugly.

He looked coldly at the snowflakes spinning and gathering in the sky above Prince Gu Tang's mansion, and the momentum grew louder and louder.

Seeing more and more people in Beijing, their eyes began to focus on him, the ninth younger brother who had never been taken seriously.

He suddenly sneered.

The third prince turned his head and asked the middle-aged man standing beside him: "What happened that day in the National Teacher's Mansion?"

He actually knew about the state teacher Qin Junche's rescue of Gu Tang.

But it seemed normal to him.

The national teacher has always been so kind and open-minded, and his attitude towards everyone is similar.

The third prince didn't take this matter to heart.

But it is different now.

After his ninth younger brother came back from the National Teacher's Mansion, it was as if he had suddenly enlightened.

Practice in retreat, and then advance in March.

Once promoted, it is still a class!

——This is a realm that many princes with a spiritual root level A or B have been unable to reach after years of hard work.

"It is said that the Ninth Prince finally left the National Teacher's Mansion that day, and it was already midnight when he left." The middle-aged man said respectfully: "I also heard that the Ninth Prince jumped over the wall that day, and he seemed a little flustered."

"Hmph!" The third prince snorted coldly.

He flicked the sleeves of his robe, put away the coldness on his face: "It's a happy event for the ninth younger brother to be promoted, you can follow me to have a look."

"Yes." The middle-aged man responded quickly.

"It's a dangerous thing to be promoted to Grade A. After all, practice is against the sky. The higher the level, the more powerful resistance and dangers you need to fight against. It's like going against the current. The higher you go, the more likely you are Because of a small mistake, all previous efforts were wasted, and even the ship was destroyed."

The third prince spoke slowly while flying towards Gu Tang's direction.

He didn't know whether to tell himself or his subordinates.

At the end, the corners of the third prince's lips raised slowly, and he said again: "People like the ninth brother, whose spiritual root level is too low, forcefully cultivate to such a level, and want to go further, it is even more dangerous."

He paused, and then said: "As his own brother, at this time, he should naturally protect the law by his side. In case of any accident, at least, he can save his brother's life."

The third prince's tone contained a hint of hoarse ferocity.

He asked his subordinates: "You say so?"

"Yes." The subordinate broke out in a cold sweat, but still said respectfully.

"Then tell me, what is the danger that the ninth brother is most likely to encounter during the promotion process? Hmm?"

The third prince's last "Huh?" was not addressed to his subordinates.

He had almost arrived at Gu Tang's Ninth Prince's Mansion, but he stopped suddenly.

The National Teacher's Mansion was indeed empty, but it was in a corner of the courtyard wall of the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Qin Junche, who was wearing a green robe, was standing tall.

He closed his eyes and put his hands behind his back.

Fine snowflakes were flying past him one after another, and then were attracted by the vast aura generated by Gu Tang's promotion, gradually forming a bigger and bigger cyclone.

The cyclone formed by the snowflakes has completely wrapped Gu Tang's figure inside.

The third prince couldn't see his younger brother's appearance, but he could feel that the aura around him seemed to have been emptied by the other party.

——Wait any longer, his ninth younger brother, this cowardly younger brother who was bullied and brought up by him, will be promoted enough to be equal to him.

But Qin Junche stood by.

Although he did not open his eyes to look at the third prince from the beginning to the end, the third prince knew that the other party must have known that he had arrived.

Maybe, he also felt the hidden malice in him.

The third prince's breath stagnates.

He froze in the air for a moment, and greeted Qin Junche with stiff hands, "National Teacher."

"Get lost!" Qin Junche said coldly without even opening his eyes.

The third prince: "!!!"

Middle-aged man: "???"

They had never been treated like this by Qin Junche.

In their impression, Qin Junche was always warm and kind, even if he was entangled like that by his ninth younger brother, he never lost his temper.

The third prince was stunned.

His subordinates were also stunned.

They didn't roll away from the Ninth Prince's Mansion as they said, but just stood in the air like that.

Qin Junche took three breaths.

He opened his eyes, sharp as a knife, cold as snow, and looked straight at the third prince.

"Those who trespass into the Ninth Prince's Mansion will die!"

A trace of bloodthirsty cruelty flashed in Qin Junche's eyes.

He squinted his eyes and raised his left hand.

"Master, please spare me!" The middle-aged man came to his senses in an instant.

He quickly grabbed his master's sleeve, scrambled and rushed towards the direction away from the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Although I don't know how the national teacher suddenly seemed to be a different person.

But he knew that in the entire Chu country, no one could catch up with the national teacher's move.

Although the national teacher has not done anything for many years.

But everyone knows that his realm has already surpassed the first grade, and he has entered a higher realm that they can only look up to!