That's what villains are like

Chapter 144 Signs of the Protagonist in the World

In the southern area of ​​the imperial capital, in a relatively low square house built of bluestone bricks and tiles, a young man in a blue brocade gown with a slightly fair and handsome face was sitting cross-legged on a hard wooden bed with his eyes closed.

His complexion was slightly pale, and there seemed to be injuries on his body. As he practiced to heal his injuries, his brows would frown from time to time, revealing a bit of pain.

Wisps of spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered around him, seeming to turn into vortices of spiritual energy one after another, coiling around him.

Suddenly, this fair-skinned and handsome young man opened his mouth wide, spewing out blood with a wow, and his originally dark blue face was recovering quickly.

He opened his eyes, and there was a look of fatigue in them.

"The injury is finally getting better, but it is still not easy to leave the imperial capital these few days. Under the restricted air domain, even flies cannot fly out..."

Secretly feeling his current injury, the young man frowned tightly.

He stretched out his palm, and there was a wave of soul breath on it, which turned into a wisp of green smoke, and a vague ancient figure emerged.

It was Ye Ming and the old ghost.

Sudden attack by Jiang Lan that day, although Ye Ming used a trump card to escape in time, he was also seriously injured and had to change his appearance again, lurking in this civilian area, quietly recovering and healing.

Therefore, whether it was the Nanshou practice in the Qianyuan Cave, or the attack and killing of the imperial palace by the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect, he had never participated in it.

After all, he was seriously injured, and it was difficult for him to even move. He tried his best to hide all his aura, so how could he participate in those things?
But in the past two days, he has somehow become the chief culprit and the person behind the scene of the chaos in Qianyuan Cave, and he has once again become a scapegoat that cannot be buckled down.

Not only that, but his identity as "Zhang Yuan" who had seized the house and changed his tire was also found out because of this, and he became a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat.

Ye Ming knew that all of this was done by Jiang Lan behind the scenes. That night he would suddenly show up and attack and kill him. He just wanted to seriously injure himself and make him unable to move for a few days.

In this way, even if he hadn't participated in the Nanshou rehearsal rebellion, he would be completely speechless, just like the last time he was in Zhenjun Zixia's secret cave.

From now on, no matter who he is in the eyes of anyone, he is the remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect, and he is the successor who has received the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect.

And the real behind-the-scenes man, Jiang Lan, was hiding in the dark as always, plotting and manipulating everything.

"Jiang Lan, I will never die with you..." Ye Ming's eyes were full of strong hatred, and his fists were creaking.

However, this anger touched the wounds in his body again, causing bursts of tearing pain in his chest.

His face suddenly became gloomy, and the world thought that Jiang Lan had just embarked on cultivation, and his strength was not enough to fear.

But he didn't know that those older generations and old antiques who had practiced for hundreds of years were by no means his opponents. When he faced Jiang Lan that night, he used many methods, but he couldn't even hold his palm, and was seriously injured in an instant.

This strength made Ye Ming tremble and unwilling.

"Old ghost, is it true that a born saint is invincible?" He asked in a deep voice.

At this moment, he remembered the situation when he first met Jiang Lan on the Scarlet Plateau. It was really unimaginable that a young man could control the power of law. This is already a method similar to Tao.

"What is a born saint? A born saint is because such a person is destined to become a saint and become an ancestor."

"In my long life, I have seen similar characters very rarely. As long as I don't fall and don't encounter doom, the future will definitely be an earth-shattering character."

"Moreover, even I can't see through this child's fate."

"His luck is hidden but not obvious. Although it doesn't look as vigorous as yours, but with the means of a natural saint, how can his fate be simple? I suspect that it is a capable person from Xiangguo's mansion who took action to cover up his aura. Luck, otherwise it would be impossible to stay dormant and not be known by the world. If the ancient fairy gate returns and reappears in the world, it will definitely be snatched."

"A born sage, in addition to his aptitude against the sky and profound blessings, his own wisdom and calculations are far superior to those of his peers. Why do you always lose to him and be manipulated by him? It's because of your aptitude and wisdom. , calculations are far inferior to him..."

The old ghost said leisurely, ignoring Ye Ming's increasingly ugly expression.

He is indeed telling the truth that Ye Ming has encountered many enemies and disasters during the years of following Ye Ming, and he can get through each time without any danger.

But there has never been anyone like Jiang Lan, who made Ye Ming feel so hopeless and powerless, as if he was being played in Wuzhishan, and he couldn't escape at all.

Even he has no good way to help Ye Ming get out of this predicament now.

The old ghost also had to admit with emotion that the aptitude of a natural saint is indeed terrifying.

Fortunately, the existence of Ye Ming now needs to be the one who takes the blame, and temporarily attracts the attention of the world for Jiang Lan, so he will not kill Ye Ming.

Otherwise, Ye Ming will undoubtedly die, and there is no solution to this situation.

"Since ancient times, aptitude has represented the talent, wisdom, character and many other aspects of Taoism in a certain way. It is too late for ordinary people to love their feathers. How can they hide their self-deprecation and endure abuse for so many years? From this point, we know that it is a An extremely terrifying and difficult guy..."

"So there's nothing I can do? I'm hopeless for revenge..."

Hearing these words, Ye Ming felt that his heart was getting heavier and weaker, and he was very unwilling.

The old ghost didn't seem surprised at all. He looked at him with a smile and said, "However, you don't have to be discouraged. Although a natural saint is powerful, he is not invincible. Since ancient times, he is not a natural saint who has not fallen. Moreover, in the In addition to the aptitude of a born saint that day, there is also the aptitude of being a banished immortal, and I saw a sign of the protagonist of the world in you..."

"Heaven and earth protagonist?"

Ye Ming regained his energy, this was the first time he had heard the old ghost mention this.

"The girl in white who appeared in Qianyuan Mansion that day should be the capital of the exile."

"This is a rare physique of fate in the ages. In the future, it will definitely become a supreme giant who will be invincible all over the world. Of course, no matter whether it is a natural saint or a gifted immortal, it may not be able to become the protagonist of the world..."

"Heaven and Earth's protagonist is very strange. It's hard to tell. He may not be strong or special when he was born, and he may even be far inferior to ordinary people, but he has a tenacious and grass-like temperament that makes him He gritted his teeth and survived many catastrophes, and then became stronger and invincible until he surpassed everyone." The old ghost explained.

Ye Ming was dazed when he heard it, and then his eyes burst into amazing brilliance.

"So, am I likely to be the protagonist of the world you mentioned, old ghost?" He asked.

The old ghost smiled and said, "How can I know everything about the world? I just think, you don't have to be discouraged. Haven't you encountered many disasters and trials along the way? It is an enemy far stronger than you. In the end, you were defeated."

"Your aptitude was not even able to practice at the beginning, but now you also have the cultivation strength to rival the young Tianjiao. This is the unpredictable luck of the ghosts and gods. And now Jiang Lan is your greatest doom, as long as you Break through this predicament and catastrophe, and you will surely soar into the sky in the future..."

Hearing this, Ye Ming wiped away his despondency, but instead he was full of energy and energy.

That's right, what the old ghost said was right. Those enemies who were far stronger than him, and the desperate situations they encountered, were not defeated by him in the end.

He still has a long way to go in the future, and the Jiang Lan right now will only become his stepping stone in the end.

Seeing that Ye Ming finally raised his fighting spirit, the old ghost nodded in approval.

He was really afraid that Ye Ming would be in a slump since then, and now he and Ye Ming could not be separated. If he wanted to leave and reshape his physical body in the future, he had to rely on Ye Ming.

"Let's put down the idea of ​​revenge for now. Since Jiang Lan intends to take the blame on you, it means that you are safe."

"After the guard patrol in the imperial capital is relaxed, I will take you to find an old friend. To be precise, it should be a disciple I once instructed."

"His experience is also somewhat similar to yours. He rose from a weak state, was not welcomed by his family at the beginning, and his dantian was broken because of wrong practice of exercises.

Hearing this, Ye Ming also showed a bit of anticipation. It shouldn't be easy for a disciple to be recognized by the old ghost.

……

When Emperor Xia ascended to the throne as a female emperor, and while being impeached by the elders from various courtiers, royal families and clan mansions, he began to drastically rectify the situation in the court.

Jiang Lan didn't rest idle either, and began to plan for the next step.

At the beginning of the moonlight, it was still in the old place of Linshuizhai.

Song Youwei had been waiting for him there a long time ago, with high hair, wearing a white gauze dress, her waist tied with water-blue soft smoke into a pattern like a crabapple, and a hosta was inserted obliquely in her bun, half a plate With her legs, set off by the hem of the skirt, she looked even more slender and round, her skin was as white as snow, with a lustrous luster.

Under the thin silk socks, the jade feet are crystal clear, the arches of the feet are slender and white, and they are playfully dyed with Koudan.

"It seems that you are bold. If you continue to hide in the imperial capital at this time, you are not afraid of being uprooted one day?" Jiang Lan sat down opposite her, her eyes fell on her eyes naturally, appreciating calmly with.

While pouring tea for him, Song Youwei smiled and said nonchalantly, "I believe Mr. Jiang, he shouldn't be indifferent when he sees me being taken away by Jiantiansi."

"That's true, but aren't you causing trouble for me?" Jiang Lan picked up the tea and took a sip.

He found that since she praised Song Youwei's beautiful feet last time, she seemed to have changed her ways intentionally or unintentionally to show her charm in front of him.

Facts have proved that praise and praise have always been a powerful weapon for women.

A girl like Song Youwei, who is a heavenly beauty, is not exempt from vulgarity.

Therefore, Jiang Lan appreciated it openly.

Song Youwei noticed his gaze, and the smile deepened on her pursed red lips, and she also sat upright slightly.

"Tell me, what can you do with me?" Jiang Lan cut to the chase.

Song Youwei usually doesn't take the initiative to find him. Most of the time, he has something to tell Song Youwei before contacting her.

In fact, he just wanted to find Song Youwei for something, but considering that in the imperial capital recently, Jian Tiansi is vigorously investigating the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect.

If it is not done well, and the track is noticed by Tiansi, Song Youwei will directly hit the muzzle of the gun, so let's do it for the time being.

"Young Master Jiang is really a nobleman who forgets things a lot. Did you forget something?"

Song Youwei blinked her eyes and stared at Jiang Lan, but seeing that his dazed expression did not seem to be fake, she immediately frowned slightly, "Did you forget... to give me the antidote?"

"An antidote?"

Jiang Lan suddenly remembered it after being reminded by her, but isn't it less than three months old?

The last time I gave her the so-called antidote was more than a month ago, and it was still far away from the three months that fooled her.

"Next, I may leave Zhongtian Prefecture for a trip. The senior officials of the Blood Immortal Sect found traces of descendants suspected of being the ancestor of the sect leader Xuexian in Dongyuan Prefecture. They plan to send many elders and disciples there. I also need accompany."

"I don't know how long it will take me to return to Zhongtian Prefecture. I am afraid that there will be no antidote for the poisonous hair and I will die on the way, so I want to find Mr. Jiang and ask for more antidote." Song Youwei explained bluntly road.

Jiang Lan frowned when he heard this.

The leader of the Blood Immortal Sect, the descendant of the Blood Immortal Patriarch?
In his memory, this will only appear later in the plot, and it involves the backhand left by the ancestor of the blood fairy.

The ancestor of the blood fairy had long expected that there would be a catastrophe for himself, which might lead to death, so he abandoned the physical body of the previous life, rebuilt the life-defying body, and left a wisp of life soul among the descendants to warm and nourish His birth of the Holy Spirit.

The holy spirit embryo is a supreme means of physical container in the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect, which can carry two souls and three bodies, with unlimited potential.

Each soul is an independent and complete individual of life, and will not be affected, one master once, dormant in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, as long as one soul is not destroyed, it will not die.

The three-body body can accommodate the three physiques of human, demon, and demon, and combine them into the embryo of the primordial spirit, gather the strengths of the three races, and integrate them into one body, rebelling against innateness, evolving chaos, accumulating the beginning, and achieving the strongest Flesh, endless life.

If it cooperates with the many inheritances of the Blood Immortal Sect, it can have an effect comparable to the weakened Dao of Fate.

Jiang Lan thought about the relevant memories. Once the ancestor of the Blood Immortal was born, he would definitely be able to detect the true whereabouts of the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect. This is not good news for him.

"We need to act first, we can't let him come back safely, otherwise I will be in a passive position."

The news that Song Youwei revealed made Jiang Lan's eyes darken.

"what happened?"

Song Youwei didn't know why Jiang Lan frowned suddenly, she was lost in thought, she stretched out her white and tender jade hand and shook it in front of him.

"Among the descendants of the ancestor of the blood fairy, if there is a guy named Xue Wuchen, then you should keep an eye on him and pay attention to his actions."

When Jiang Lan returned from his thoughts, he stretched out his hand, and three bottles of Qingling Pill for healing appeared among them, and he put them on the tea table.

It will take time for the life and soul of the ancestor of the blood fairy to recover, and it is impossible to directly fuse the sons and heirs.

"Xue Wuchen?" Song Youwei nodded, secretly remembering the name.

She felt that Jiang Lan really had the ability to foretell. This kind of method is really unbelievable.

The hometown of the ancestor of the blood fairy is located in Dongyuan Prefecture, so far away from Zhongtian Prefecture, hundreds of millions of miles away, how did he know the situation there?

Is it possible that a born sage can really seek good fortune and avoid evil, and deduce and calculate the future?

"Before you go on the road, tell me in advance that I will prepare some things for you, which will come in handy at that time." Jiang Lan didn't mean to explain.

Song Youwei is very smart and obedient, she doesn't ask what should be asked, and knows what to know and what not to know.

It's just that once Song Youwei embarks on the journey to Dongyuan Prefecture, he will lack a capable man by his side.

"Worried about my safety?" Song Youwei smiled.

"Dongyuan Prefecture is no better than Zhongtian Prefecture. There are sacred places of orthodoxy, and there are many caves and blessed places. It is chaotic and disorderly. It is always right to prepare more life-saving means."

"If something happens to you, I will be very sad." Jiang Lan said.

The main reason is that he intends to make some moves in advance on the heirs selected by the blood fairy ancestor, and needs to prepare some things for Song Youwei.

"You underestimated my strength again."

Song Youwei's nose wrinkled slightly, but even so, she was quite happy in her heart. After all, Jiang Lan really regarded her as one of her own and cared about her safety.

"The best way to deal with the world is to be careful when sailing for ten thousand years." Jiang Lan took a sip of tea.

"But now, you can't hide your clumsiness anymore. After the Nanshou training, all the big families started to pay attention to you. In the past few days, my eyeliner has helped you solve many spies who inquired about your news... ..." Song Youwei also held up the teacup, and gently sipped her red lips, which were as moist as petals.

"Inquire, just inquire, anyway, I don't have any secrets about me." Jiang Lan looked indifferent.

"I'm surprised that Emperor Xia is a woman. Did you already know that?"

Song Youwei looked very interested in this, and said, "You are doing this for Emperor Xia, so you don't hesitate to expose it?"

"Why is your tone so sour?" Jiang Lan asked without answering.

Song Youwei smiled and said, "Because I'm jealous."

Jiang Lan glanced at her, Song Youwei was more courageous than before, she looked gentle and elegant, dignified and bookish, but her tone gradually became frivolous, and now she started to tease him.

However, he didn't bother to argue with her, and there was no point in bickering. Right now, Song Youwei would talk to him like this because she had gradually relaxed her guard and vigilance towards him, and she had already trusted him.

This is good news, after all, such a capable confidant is hard to find.

"Among them, is it the Qingling Pill?"

"I always feel that I was deceived by you from the very beginning."

Seeing that Jiang Lan was ignoring her, Song Youwei took the three bottles of elixir, uncorked one of the bottles, and broke the wax seal, and immediately smelled a familiar smell.

"Guess?" Jiang Lan said, "Or don't take it for three months, and see if the Heart Biting Pill will break out."

"Hate..." Song Youwei gave him a sideways look.

"Before I leave for Central Plains State, I have something that I need you to do." Jiang Lan remembered the matter that he had considered before.

I originally planned to put it on hold for a while.

But once Song Youwei left, it would be difficult for him to handle this matter.

"What's the matter?" Song Youwei blinked.

Jiang Lan made a gesture of silence, motioning her to sit with her ear bent, but Song Youwei didn't doubt it, and moved towards him.

A rich and delicate fragrance lingers, like an orchid in the valley, it smells really good.

Jiang Lan stretched out her hand to grab Song Youwei's Rou Yi. She was slightly surprised, but she didn't resist. On the contrary, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she moved closer, exhaling like blue, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Hold tight."

Jiang Lan just said something, but ignored her.

Then the consciousness was immersed in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, which directly alarmed Zhenlongxi in it. At the moment when it was about to riot, a wisp of breath was pulled out of it in an instant, and then the consciousness was evacuated from the Niwan Palace in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

And the breath of Zhenlongxi that came out was sealed in Song Youwei's palm by him.

"This is?"

Song Youwei was surprised, and could feel the blazing feeling coming from the palm, as if a real dragon was leaping, as if about to break free, with a brilliant aura like the might of the sky.

"A ray of national destiny comes from the Dragon Seal of Guoqi Town."

Jiang Lan explained casually, and then strengthened the seal inside to ensure that the breath would not be easily leaked.

"National Equipment Town Dragon Seal?"

Song Youwei was surprised, but also slightly disappointed.

"What do I need to do next?" she asked.

"I need you, as the Blood Immortal Sect, to write a special letter and send it to Xiangguo's residence," Jiang Lan said.

Song Youwei Bingxue is smart, and immediately understood Jiang Lan's intentions.

Although the royal family blocked many news, but Jiang Lan can show this ray of national destiny, it is very likely that the Dragon Seal of the National Artifact Town has been lost, and many high-level officials of the Blood Immortal Sect can't do it.

He did it.

……

The next day, in Xiangguo's mansion.

Xiangguo Jiang Lintian, who was returning to his study after morning court, received a secret letter from the housekeeper.

He sensed the faint breath coming from above, opened it, and after scanning the contents, his face suddenly sank, and his eyes showed a bit of uncertainty.

The butler in the study stood with his head bowed, his expression also very heavy.

"Master, this secret letter is sent by someone who claims to be from the Blood Immortal Sect, and there is still a corresponding aura in it, so it should not be fake." The butler said solemnly.

"I already know. You go down."

"By the way, call Lan'er over."

Jiang Lintian frowned, looked at the contents of the secret letter, and sensed the subtle aura in it, feeling that things were a little tricky.

But if the content of the letter is true, this is a heavy blow to Emperor Xia.

It's just that for Daxia, this is not good news.

Soon, Jiang Lan came to the study.

Jiang Lintian looked at him and handed over the secret letter in his hand.

"In the past few days, the situation in the court was turbulent. Emperor Xia quickly cut through the mess. Facing the impeachment of all the elders and ministers, she did not panic at all. Those who disobeyed her were dealt with with iron and blood. She even rewrote the rules of the Great Xia royal family. "

"Wait and watch the changes for my father, and did not intervene. When the situation continues to evolve and exceeds the control of Emperor Xia, I will suppress it..."

"But today, there are remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect who sent such a secret letter."

"Lan'er, what do you think?"

Jiang Lan scanned the contents of the secret letter, and seemed to feel that the problem was a bit difficult, and frowned slightly, "The members of the Blood Immortal Cult leaked this news to my father, presumably to let my father make use of it, so that Emperor Xia was in a hurry, and gradually lose popular support."

"In this way, Great Xia will inevitably become a mess, and the Blood Immortal Sect will have an opportunity to take advantage of."

"His heart can be described as extremely sinister."

Jiang Lintian nodded and said, "Father didn't expect that the Dragon Seal of the National Artifact was lost and fell into the hands of the Blood Immortal Cult. Emperor Xia perfectly covered up the matter by breaking through the eight realms and taking control of the Dragon Seal. I waited for no one to know, and was kept in the dark by her."

"In this letter, there is a ray of national destiny that has accumulated over time on the national weapon, and it should not be fake."

"Since it is a lie, there must be a day when the fire cannot be contained by paper."

"It's just that the Blood Immortal Cult didn't wantonly spread the news, but passed it on to his father in a secret letter. Presumably, he would sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, or because of other reasons, he couldn't spread the news widely... ..." Jiang Lan seemed to guess.

Jiang Lintian nodded in agreement and said, "After all, the national weapon is the property of the Great Xia Township. Although it is lost, its power still exists. Even if the Blood Immortal Sect takes out the real national weapon, it will not be able to activate it, making the people completely Convinced, on the contrary, it is very easy for Emperor Xia to take advantage of it to turn around and use the falsehood to deceive the public, and carry out the suppression."

"After all, people who can distinguish the real and fake national artifacts need at least a certain level of profound cultivation. Even if the Blood Immortal Sect spreads it widely, it will be difficult to achieve great results. This is not a good way."

"Father said so, I must have some countermeasures in mind." Jiang Lan smiled.

Jiang Lintian sighed, "Although being a father is called a wolf by the world, causing trouble for the court, but the chaos of Daxia's country and society will not do any good for my father. The Blood Immortal Sect wants to use my hand to suppress Emperor Xia and destroy the situation." , I underestimate him as a father."

"Hehe, it's true, but this secret letter also gave father a way to threaten Emperor Xia." Jiang Lan smiled.

Jiang Lintian agreed, "That's true. With this letter as a clue, even if Emperor Xia has broken through the eight realms, there is nothing he can do. He can only let others decide."

Having said that, he glanced at Jiang Lan.

"Father, don't worry, the child knows what to do. The white face depends on the father." Jiang Lan still smiled.

Although he asked Song Youwei to send this letter in the name of the Blood Immortal Sect, he personally arranged many of the contents, including the breath in it, so no flaws would be left.

Emperor Xia's breakthrough to the eighth realm was indeed not as easy as before, but he still had a way.

(End of this chapter)