Zhongli curled his lips, and in the end it was Wei Zhi who gave Zhongli a large piece of braised pork, and Zhongli took the bowl away.

Wei Zhi whispered to Zhong Li, "Master, I'll bring you vegetables in the future, so don't disturb Master Hua and Jian Jian."

Zhong Lihan laughed: "You can see it too, I'm just testing it out."

"I didn't see anything." Wei Zhi's face suddenly turned red, and he frantically picked vegetables into Zhongli's bowl.

Zhong Li patted Wei Zhi's head, and said, "Boy, you haven't talked yet."

Wei Zhi nodded embarrassingly, and Zhong Li laughed even louder.

"Zhongli, shut up!" Lan Zijun couldn't help roaring, he wanted to speak several times, but was interrupted by Zhongli's hearty and noisy laughter.

Zhongli shut his mouth tightly, waiting for Lan Zijun to speak.

Lan Zijun adjusted his expression, took a sip of the wine slowly, and said: "500 years ago, Ming Mingde was a disciple under Huagai Xingjun who was waiting to ascend, because he stole the forbidden technique and lost the qualification to ascend. Removed from the list of immortals."

"Forbidden technique? What forbidden technique?" Hanada asked curiously.

"Witchcraft." Lan Zijun continued to explain, "It is a magic that violates the rules of heaven and humanity. For example, he can obtain immortality through extraordinary means."

"No wonder I have lived in the human world for so many years." Zhong Li sighed.

"Then, what are extraordinary means?" Hanada asked again.

Lan Zijun, you can't make it clear all at once, you have to pretend to be mysterious.

"Soak the body with the brain so that it will not rot all year round, and the soul will last forever." Lan Zijun explained lightly, and continued to eat with vegetables.

After listening to all of Hanada, his stomach felt uncomfortable, and he convulsed when he thought of the smell, so he put down his chopsticks.

"Master, why don't you eat?" Wei Zhi asked with concern.

"Boy, shut up and eat." Zhong Li didn't want to explain, even if he explained, Wei Zhi couldn't feel his pain.

Wei Zhi buried his head in his meal and smacked his mouth a few times in satisfaction, making Zhongli feel sick for a while.

"What is he thinking about Emperor Xu?" Jian Jian asked.

Thinking of seeing Xu Huang soaked in the pool that day underground, I really felt... sick for him.

"I want to be the Yellow Emperor. My ambition is big and my mind is crooked, but I didn't expect to meet a big devil and die without a whole body." Lan Zijun mocked Huatian.

Huatian understood that the big devil was talking about himself, and complained: "Can you blame me? If you want to blame it, blame Tathagata. You insisted on giving me the magic sword. Didn't you mean to make me bewitched?"

Lan Zijun stretched out his hand, signaling Huatian not to continue talking, and stared at him with extremely serious eyes.

Hua Tian was horrified by the sight, and blocked Lan Zijun's sight with his hands, saying, "I won't say anything again."

Lan Zijun took Huatian's hand and said seriously: "You can keep your mouth shut, but you can't think about it in your heart."

"?" Hua Tian stared at Lan Zijun with a puzzled expression, did he say it, or did he not say it?

Not wanting to entangle this topic any longer, Lan Zijun shifted the topic: "Ming Mingde took a pool of brains and soaked Xu Huang in order to exchange his soul, and put his own soul in Xu Huang's body, so as to control the world, for generations to come. Immortal body, this throne really allows him to sit through it."

Hua Tian was led away by Lan Zijun again, and said proudly: "But his wishful thinking was wrong, and he didn't expect to meet me."

"Except for almost smashing Tiangong, you are quite useful." Lan Zijun sneered.

"Why did I split Tiangong?" Huatian shook his head, denying himself, and said again: "Why did the Spirit Guard Sword split Tiangong?"

"The sword has no consciousness of its own, it can only control people's consciousness." Lan Zijun clicked to the end, picked up the wine glass and drank without speaking.

Hanada understood, and lowered his head to think about the case.

Jianjian stopped Huatian's arm to comfort him.

Seeing Jianjian, Huatian had another question: "But why did he tie Jianjian? Oh, no, why is he looking for the prince of the Western Regions?"

Lan Zijun shook his head and said, "Maybe what he's looking for is Jian Jian."

"How is it possible, he doesn't know Jianjian at all." Huatian actually believed what Lan Zijun said in his heart, but he just didn't want to admit it.

"On the day you fell into a demon, Jianjian..." Lan Zijun combined the two things, and it might make sense.

"Don't I know?" Hanada interrupted Lan Zijun, he didn't want to hear anything about him that would hurt Jianjian.

"He has never been exposed to witchcraft. He also heard these words from other fairy friends. He doesn't know the specific reasons." Lan Zijun also asked Lao Tzu this question, but he always felt that he was evasive and avoided answering. .

Hanada was lost in thought.

Lan Zijun reminded: "Don't touch the forbidden technique, it's against the rules of heaven."

Hanada nodded mechanically, responding to Lan Zijun.

Jianjian picked up a chopstick dish for Hanada, and Hanada recovered from his contemplation, and started to eat with the dish Jianjian picked up.

All this was in the eyes of Lan Zijun, he raised his glass and drank it down, looked at Huatian with a little drunkenness, and asked, "Do you believe in destiny?"

Hua Tian was taken aback by the question, seeing that Lan Zijun asked the question very seriously, he wondered what was going on in his mind.

"I believe it. From the moment I became the king of Hades, I felt that there was a thread that involved me." Huatian also took it seriously.

"Aren't you afraid of being bound to death by this thread?" Lan Zijun supported his head with his hands to prevent himself from falling asleep, and tried his best to cheer up to hear the final answer.

But he couldn't control the drooping eyelids, his eyes blurred, and finally fell into pitch darkness.

Huatian shook his head, pointed at the drunken Lan Zijun and said, "Baixia, I just drank this little wine and passed out."

"Come, come, let's continue drinking." Hua Tian poured out a large bowl and started drinking.

The meal was in full swing, and the few were still talking about the trip to Chaoge.

……

Morning song

Xu Huang died of illness, and the new emperor ascended the throne.

Xu Jinbo was dressed in a yellow robe, sitting on the dragon chair, and announced to the world: open the warehouse to release grain, and amnesty the world.

The people beat gongs and drums to celebrate the arrival of the new dynasty.

On the observation deck, Xu Jinbo stood on the highest top floor, looking at the vast imperial land, his heart suddenly filled with infinite emotion.

The ups and downs of the past few years have made him grow a lot.

"Eunuch Wei." Xu Jinbo summoned him.

Eunuch Wei still had a flattering look on his face, and he stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, what do you want me to tell you?"

"Tell me to send General Wei to Yu Yao's Sherao Mountain to build a temple for sacrifice." Xu Jinbo added, "Don't destroy the flowers and houses on the mountain, and find another open space to build. "

"Your Majesty, what is the offering in that temple?" Eunuch Wei asked.

"The statue of General Ma Yue." Xu Jinbo said.

Ma Yue was entrusted by Lin Xi to come to Yao with him, but he ended up with a ghost, and Xu Jinbo felt guilty.

"There is also a mansion in the center of Yuyao. It is called Yufu. It has been refurbished, but remember not to change the original appearance. It is for me to rest on the way."

Eunuch Wei led the order to retreat, and Xu Jinbo dismissed all the palace servants and stood alone on the top floor.

A gentle breeze blew up, and the warm wind gently caressed Xu Jinbo's cheeks. The wind was like a pair of warm hands, which he would not let go for a long time.

Xu Jinbo smiled lightly, slid his finger across the air, and said: "You are here..."

Legend has it that people without body and soul will turn into the natural state of the world, wind, rain, water, fire... They have no sorrow, no joy, no tears, no laughter, and they will travel long distances Find what you want.

With this one obsession, life after life, I will never tire of it.

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