The super-righteous me turned into an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 171 As long as I make a move, I will become the Immortal Emperor in three days.

The name is Jingxianyu, Shanshui City.

This is a very magical city.

It is said that the Nine Thousand Immortal Territory is full of wonders, but this is the only city like Shanshui City that is famous for acting with the gods.

With this ability, Shanshui City has a certain reputation in the entire Eastern Immortal Territory.

If it is said that the other cities in Mingjing Xianyu rely on their superior geographical location, they have all kinds of strange mountains and rivers.

Although the Shanshui City is called Shanshui, it is the mortals who live here that support themselves.

As for the Eastern Immortal Territory, where gods are everywhere, there will be demand for actors, and the reason is simple.

There are many gods called immortals in the Eastern Nine Thousand Immortals.

Most of these gods also look like young people.

But ordinary people, especially those who live in places like Mingjing Xianyu where immortals stay all year round, can still easily tell the ages of gods.

It's hard to say whether this is the instinct that ordinary people cultivated for life, or whether it's a deity with the increase of experience, even if the personality remains the same, but the temperament of longevity is hard to hide.

The gods have different personalities, and it is inevitable to meet gods who like to pretend to be ordinary people and young people.

When encountering such gods, mortals will not take the initiative to expose them in order not to cause trouble, but will probably pretend not to recognize them and play some plays with them, so that these gods can find some fun after the boring practice , Regulate their dry hearts.

After a long time, some gods found that this adjustment can effectively reduce the mental illness caused by boring practice.

Make this kind of demand slowly begin to flourish.

Where there is a demand, there is a market, and mortals have created a special profession for this purpose, acting with the gods.

Huang Daoji is a mortal in Shanshui City who manages this business.

But he is not an actor, he is a boss.

From a little beggar who made a living by begging to a boss with businesses all over Shanshui City, what he relies on is not his ability to act, but his ability to watch people.

Since he started in this business, he has never been wrong.

Who is a god and who is an ordinary person.

Who is the master and who is the servant.

What kind of gods need actors to adjust their lives, and what kind of gods don't.

Huang Daoji is confident that as long as he takes a glance, he will never be wrong.

With this kind of ability, he stopped most of the performing arts business in Shanshui City by himself.

Even many gods who did not have such a need, he discovered the potential in this area at a glance, and developed them into long-term customers.

By controlling the downstream from the upstream, most of the actors in Shanshui City who make a living by acting all obediently joined him.

This is what Huang Daoji is most proud of.

It is also what he insists on the most.

Every morning, as long as it is not rainy or snowy, Huang Daoji will stroll to the breakfast stall at the street corner, and ask for a drawer of buns, a bowl of white porridge, and a small dish of pickles.

After eating, he would take his birdcage and go to Tasting Tea House, the most upscale tea house near the main gate of Shanshui City.

Here, there is a private room that can directly see the city gate, which has been reserved by him for many years.

When Huang Daoji arrived at Pinmingxuan, he would order a pot of warm water, sit in the private room, and stare at the city gate from morning to night.

Even for lunch, the buddy of Pinmingxuan went to Yihong Restaurant, which has the best chicken in the city, to buy it for him.

The reason why Huang Daoji sat in this room for a whole day was to observe everyone who entered the city.

See if they will become your next customers.

Today, according to the usual practice, Huang Daoji came to the private room he had reserved and sat down.

As soon as he put down the birdcage, he looked up and saw two strange people entering the city gate.

A handsome young man in a robe with a white background and a black border, and an old man in the same series of clothing.

The reason why these two people are strange is because of their relationship.

The two stood in front of each other, the old man was obviously half a stature behind the young man, and it was obvious that the handsome young man was the main one among the two.

But from the youth's temperament and demeanor, Huang Daoji judged that this was indeed a young man.

mortal.

Not a fairy.

But why should a mortal let a fairy be his servant.

No matter how old a teenager's background is, mortals are mortals.

No matter where it is, it is the most basic rule for immortals not to succumb to mortals.

Even an immortal emperor needs to abide by it.

It involves the dignity of immortals, which is a rule that all immortals jointly maintain.

But to say that this young man is not a mortal, but a young immortal, Huang Daoji would never believe it.

For others to judge, they may not be able to judge for a while whether this young man without longevity is a rookie of a certain family of geniuses, or an ordinary mortal.

But Huang Daoji is different.

He judges whether a person is a fairy or a mortal, not by the illusory longevity temperament.

It's the eyes of a person when he looks at a mortal.

A true immortal can't hide the disdain from the heart when he looks at mortals.

But since this handsome young man entered the city, whether he looked at the guards or the peddlers, there was no such deep-rooted disregard or contempt in his eyes.

This is definitely not the look a fairy should have.

Huang Daoji looked at the black and white figures one in front of the other, stroked his cage gently, and kept thinking whether there was something wrong with his housekeeping skills or the old and the young.

Just when the two of them were about to leave his field of vision, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "That young man is an actor! He is acting with that old man!"

"What a natural acting skill. That young man is really like a person in charge. I didn't feel any sense of disobedience at all."

"It's this natural demeanor that drives me into self-doubt."

"I just said how could my skill of knowing people go wrong."

"How come I have never seen such a powerful actor in Shanshui City."

"I dare not say anything else, all the famous actors in Shanshui City are begging for food under my hands."

"Compared with him, the acting skills of my actors are too exaggerated."

"If I can take him under my command, I will dare to develop it even if I am a Jinxian-level customer in the future!"

"No, I can't let him go!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Daoji hugged his stomach with both hands, and rolled out along the window on the second floor of Pinmingxuan with the flexibility he had when he was begging when he was a child.

The guy who waited on him in the house was so frightened that he ran to the window to watch, just in time to see Huang Daoji jumping and crawling towards the street corner from all fours.

The guy glanced at the birdcage on the table, and shouted out the window: "Master Huang, your bird!"

"I have no birds!"

Hearing Huang Daoji's yell, the boy secretly pulled the cloth covering the birdcage with a look of curiosity.

Sure enough, it was empty inside.

On the other side, Huang Daoji rushed towards the street corner, curling his lips and said, "I was born as a beggar, and I know nothing."

Before he finished speaking, a big hand grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up.

Then a slightly old voice came from my ear saying: "Immortal Lord, this strange mortal seems to be coming for us."

Before Huang Daoji realized what the old man meant, a gentle voice said, "Old Miao, your way of showing loyalty is always so peculiar."

"If you don't stop him and let him hit me, he will be the one who gets hurt."

"What did you stop him from doing?"

"It was the same when I was at the mountain gate, and it is the same now."

"In some respects, you are really inferior to Yang Yuweiwei and Yu Qingya."

The old man smiled awkwardly, and put down Huang Daoji in his hand.

The old and the young are Suo Qingqiu and Miao Zichan.

After discovering his anomaly, Suo Qingqiu retreated in Bai Yujing for a month.

He found that although the true spirit kept stealing the power of Tiandao's rules, Tiandao didn't respond to him, so he left the level with confidence.

After leaving the customs, he sealed the consciousness of Deacon Jianmei of Mingjian Mountain, and put the letter of persuasion into his lapel.

Then he controlled the deacon with the puppet technique learned in the immortal way and slowly went to Mingjian Mountain to send a letter of persuasion to the exile emperor.

Suo Qingqiu figured it out clearly, at the speed of this sword-browed deacon, it would take a year to deliver the letter.

He will set up a net within this year and try his best to kill the Immortal Emperor.

Although everything he did was not just for revenge and getting rid of the hidden danger of the Immortal Emperor.

But revenge is indeed one of the important reasons why he arranged it this way.

After sending off Deacon Jianmei, Suo Qingqiu was going to have a small meeting with the people in Qingling Road, exchange information, and arrange arrangements.

Suo Qingqiu, who still didn't want to completely reveal his full identity, set the meeting place at Mingjing Xianyu.

One is because the flow of people here is large enough, and it belongs to the neutral zone.

Meet here with the least attention.

The second is to take back Cheng Jing who stayed here.

The third is that before going to Bai Yujing, he promised to take many girls to have a good time in the famous scene fairyland.

He just took the opportunity of meeting with Qing Lingdao to fulfill his promise.

Suo Qingqiu originally wanted to bring Yang Yuweiwei out together.

After all, as the former Immortal Emperor Dongxiao, even if he has become a mortal now, he cannot provide Suo Qingqiu with much help in terms of strength.

But his knowledge is definitely the highest in Bai Yujing.

But Yang Yuweiwei, who has become a mortal and has a sense of crisis, rejected Suo Qingqiu's invitation and chose to stay in Baiyujing to practice the incense and fire divine way.

While refusing, he recommended Miao Zichan to Suo Qingqiu.

"Elder Miao's cultivation method is quite peculiar. Since you didn't give him the seeds of incense and fire, it means that you are optimistic enough about his cultivation method."

"And as the descendant of the Baiyujing Yinvein that has gone up and down several times, he has not too little knowledge."

"The most important thing is that once you leave, Boss, the most important forces left in Baiyujing are the Yinyang Dao led by me and those Baiyujing disciples led by Yu Qingya."

"We are both mortals, although we have competition, but our strengths are relatively balanced."

"If you don't take Elder Miao away, Boss, our Yin-Yang Dao will be completely suppressed."

"Although what we did to Bai Yujing in the past was not very good, we deserve the hostility of some of Bai Yujing's disciples."

"But now we are already under the leadership of the boss."

"Because of these trivial matters, it is a small matter to delay us from improving our strength, but it is a big matter to delay the accumulation of power by the boss."

"So, please take Elder Miao away, Boss."

Although Yang Yuweiwei's words are full of selfishness, the truth is indeed the same.

Suo Qingqiu thought about it for a while, and this is indeed the best solution at the moment, so he simply brought Miao Zichan with him on this trip to famous places.

Along the way, Suo Qingqiu found that Elder Miao was a very wonderful person.

Although he acted as if he was flattering the horse's leg every time.

But Suo Qingqiu clearly knew that all of this was done on purpose.

From Miao Zichan's point of view, he already had Yu Qingya and Yang Yuweiwei by his side.

Of the two of them, one can lick and the other can.

If you want to occupy a seat next to him again, you must find another way.

So Elder Miao chose a very peculiar position.

clown.

He always used some small jokes to uglify himself to achieve the purpose of communicating with Suo Qingqiu.

good results.

After leaving Blue Star for many days, coupled with the sudden addition of many crises, Suo Qingqiu's heart has actually been getting tighter and tighter.

It wasn't until he met Miao Zichan that Suo Qingqiu's recently tensed heart slowly relaxed.

Most importantly, this Elder Miao reminded him of Zhang Diansi.

The difference between Elder Miao and Diansi Zhang is that Elder Miao did it on purpose, while Diansi Zhang was natural.

Huang Daoji naturally didn't know what Suo Qingqiu was thinking.

After being put down, he first saluted Miao Zichan respectfully.

Then he turned around Suo Qingqiu with admiration on his face.

"Perfect, so perfect!"

Just when Suo Qingqiu was feeling impatient, Huang Daoji once again bowed to Miao Zichan: "I am sorry, Immortal Elder, I didn't intend to disturb you."

"It's really exciting to meet a talent, and I'm so excited."

"I'll just say a few words."

Miao Zichan nodded in bewilderment.

After getting Miao Zichan's approval, Huang Daoji turned his head to Suo Qingqiu: "Little brother, do you know your own talent?"

"Ang, no, you should know, otherwise you wouldn't be in this profession."

"But for some things, talent alone is not enough, you also need a platform enough to show your talent."

"I can see your boundless future at a glance."

"I also see the present you are wasting."

"Although you have a good start, it's definitely not enough for you, it's too slow."

"You just go on step by step, although you will reach the end, but it will delay you too much time."

"I, Huang Daoji, am now willing to provide you with a platform."

"Let you fully demonstrate your talents."

"I don't charge you any benefits, all benefits are given to you."

"Don't look at me with that suspicious look."

"I'm not a liar. My name, Huang Daoji, is quite well-known in Shanshui City. Of course, I'm not doing charity."

"I just feel that when I lend you the platform, while fulfilling you, I am also fulfilling myself."

"When you stand at the top, people will never forget that I silently push you to the top."

"How about it, boy, think about it?"

Suo Qingqiu thought about his current situation, then looked Huang Daoji up and down, frowned and asked: "Are you sure, you have the ability to push me to the top?"

Huang Daoji patted his chest confidently: "I can't guarantee it for others, but if it's you, then definitely."

Suo Qingqiu patted him on the shoulder: "Then when do you think I can become an immortal emperor?"

Huang Daoji thought for a while: "As long as I make a move, three days!"

(End of this chapter)