That's what villains are like

Chapter 87 Going farther and farther on the road of yellow hair, can you take me with you?

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The curtains are like clouds, hanging down on both sides of the soft collapse, fluttering.

Su Qinghan, who had not faded the blush on her white face, leaned lightly on Jiang Lan's chest, feeling that he seemed a little surprised at the moment, so she couldn't help raising her eyes and asking.

"It's okay, I just thought of something interesting."

Jiang Lan smiled, and took away the strange color in her eyes.

Just now he noticed the changes in the Niwan Palace, and a huge power of luck suddenly surged in and poured around the Daoguo of luck.

It made him faintly glimpse some vague pictures.

And as he used the Path of Fate to investigate, those blurred pictures became clear, which was exactly what happened to Chu Chan in the side hall next door.

He didn't expect that Chu Chan had obtained such good luck recently, and he also received a huge amount of good fortune for this, and even faintly felt the change of fate more clearly.

Obviously, this is the fate that Chu Chan obtained in the original plot before receiving the inheritance of the ancient Tianzun of Beiming.

This is also one of the biggest reasons for her to change her original destiny and become the top in the future.

Jiang Lan already has the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect, and the existence of the Dao Fruit of Luck and the Dao Fruit of Fate allows him to plunder all the lives in the world, so naturally he will not covet Chu Chan's chance.

Moreover, in comparison, Chu Chan's inheritance of Beiming Ancient Heaven Kungfu is somewhat inferior.

She will also need suitable auxiliary pills in the future to refine and purify her cultivation base, so as to prevent the mana in her body from being too chaotic, causing karma, and going crazy.

Su Qinghan tactfully didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Lan quietly felt the sudden changes in the Dao of Fate.

At today's tea making meeting, he deliberately made the world think that he is bound to inherit the good fortune of Zixia Zhenjun. He himself also considered that Ye Ming was too cautious, and he had a remnant soul to guide him, so he would not go easily reason.

But Ye Ming's performance at that time made him feel that he was worrying too much.

Just a little intimidation, Ye Ming lost his position, so some problems appeared in his mood. At that time, he felt that a lot of luck had flowed into Niwan Palace.

At that time, Jiang Lan guessed that the luck in the dark was not only related to the fortune of the son of luck, but also had a great relationship with his state of mind.

The mood is damaged, the fortune drops, and the luck will naturally suffer.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious statement made him more sure of his previous plan. Ye Ming is not only a perfect scapegoat and a blame man, but also a big leek that can continue to grow for him to harvest.

Ye Ming admired Ling Zhuyun, and Ling Zhuyun knew that he was the assassin who assassinated Jiang Lan that day, and even lied in public to help cover it up.

For Ling Zhuyun, this is already an exception.

If Ye Ming still conceals something from him, it will inevitably lead to a gap between the two of them. Jiang Lan gave Ling Zhuyun enough face in public, and kindly persuaded her, saying those words...

In this case, he can be said to be "extremely benevolent and righteous". If Ye Ming doesn't take good care of it, it is equivalent to giving himself an opportunity.

Jiang Lan has always boasted that he loves the God of War purely, but the result of his luck makes him go farther and farther on the road of yellow hair...

When she regained her composure, Jiang Lan looked at the beauty in her arms who narrowed her star pupils and her flawless face was still glowing.

In the beginning, Su Qinghan was indeed a wife.

Tsk, I really deserve to die.

Thinking this way in her heart, Jiang Lan lowered her head and smiled, and asked in her ear, "Qing Han has made good progress in his cultivation these past few days, is there any gain from preaching tonight?"

"My lord, there are still some things I don't understand, and I need your guidance..."

Su Qinghan understood his words in an instant, her jaded face was filled with anger, she glanced at him slightly, her face was even more flushed, her clear eyes were full of water and affection, and her delicate red lips pressed against her.

Every time the so-called double cultivation, she always has a feeling of wanting to cover up.

But now, I'm used to it, and the so-called warming up of feelings must be the reason.

……

At the hour of the next day, Chu Yun, who was in good spirits, was boxing in the courtyard, while the green bull was lazily nibbling on the spirit grass, pointing him from time to time, looking leisurely.

"elder sister……"

Sensing someone approaching from outside the courtyard, Chu Yun stopped and shouted respectfully.

"It's okay to work so hard every day and never slack off." Chu Chan nodded slightly, very pleased.

Chu Yun rubbed the back of his head, chuckled, and asked, "Why did my sister get up so early today? You usually only get up when the sun is high."

Chu Chan felt that he was a little skinny, and dared to make fun of herself with such words.

"Su Qinghan was sleeping last night. Your sister and I rested in the side hall all night. Naturally, I got up early today." However, she still said leisurely.

Chu Yun was stunned for a while, and then said, "Then Su Qinghan is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. I heard from the servants in the courtyard that she used to be very cold and arrogant, and she didn't pay much attention to others."

"I used to seem to have a marriage contract with someone, but because my eyes were higher than the top, I couldn't see the other party, so I planned to murder him, and then I followed Mr. Jiang. Sister, you have to be careful with her, she has a heart of snakes and scorpions... "

Seeing Chu Yun's worried look, Chu Chan smiled indifferently, and said, "You know how to inquire, but you can only say this in front of me. If Su Qinghan hears it, she will run away The young master said some bad things in his ear."

Chu Yun naturally understood this too.

Moreover, Su Qinghan is Jiang Lan's legitimate concubine. In terms of status, his sister is far behind.

"You asked me to come and look for you today, what's the matter?" Chu Chan asked without forgetting the business.

Chu Yun said, "I know that my sister is going to Zixia Zhenjun's cave with Young Master Jiang, so I want to tell my sister some news I know, but you have to keep it secret for me, if Young Master Jiang asks, you can tell me It was seen from the ancestral home."

He trusted Chu Chan very much, that's why he dared to say such words to her.

Suspicion appeared on Chu Chan's face, but she still didn't ask any more questions. Everyone has their own secrets, and she didn't believe that Chu Yun would harm her.

She nodded, "I see."

At that moment, Chu Yun told Chu Chan all the news about the inheritance of Zixia Zhenjun's cave mansion that he had learned from Qingniu Dahuang.

Including where the cave is located, it is divided into Ming Palace and Dark Palace. Only by holding a token can you enter the Dark Palace. The real inheritance is located in the Dark Palace. Outside the cave, where are the guards? There are formations, how to manipulate the formations, etc., were told to her in detail.

Chu Chan was shocked when she heard this, how did her little brother know this?
Could it be that he has personally been to Zhenjun Zixia's cave?

However, she didn't ask any questions.

These news are indeed very important to her.

"Gu Tianzun Beiming's Dao Seal God Mark has a technique to unravel the puppet. With this information, I will be more confident in dealing with Beiming's Chen family when I have the right time, place and people."

"This will be my biggest hole card when the time comes."

Chu Chan suddenly became ambitious, clenched her white hands tightly, and then she didn't have time to talk nonsense with her younger brother, so she left the courtyard directly, looking rushed and urgent.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yun was slightly helpless, and then smiled, fully expressing his understanding.

"At present, I can only help my sister so much. In the future, I can only help her when I am stronger."

He is already planning to leave Anyang City.

Chu Chan has prepared a lot of protective instruments for him in the past few days, as well as various spiritual stone pills, which Chu Yun feels is enough for him to practice for a while.

He didn't want to rely on Chu Chan all the time, especially now that everything Chu Chan needed came from Jiang Lan's favor.

He didn't want to see his sister being too humble.

In the past few days in Anyang City, he could also tell that his sister Chu Chan was doing well and was very much loved by Young Master Jiang.

Even the scene of the tea-making conference where the geniuses gathered, also showed up as a companion, which can be said to have gained a lot of face.

So he was a little relieved.

"But before you leave, it's best to ask your sister to go to Mr. Jiang and ask for an identity token from Xiangguo Mansion."

Qingniu Dahuang knew Chu Yun's plan, so he didn't stop him. After all, if he wanted to sharpen his skills, he still had to rely on fighting.

With Chu Yun's current cultivation level, he can't help much by his sister's side.

As for Chu Yun not wanting to rely too much on Jiang Lan's power and status, he just wanted to scold him for being an idiot. He is currently eating and using other people's money, and even your sister is someone else's, so he is still pretending to be arrogant.

Isn't it a fool if you don't need to have an identity background?

"Will Young Master Jiang give you something like an identity token?" Chu Yun was not sure about it at all.

"Your sister is so smart, there must be a way to ask for it." Qingniu Dahuang glanced at him and said disapprovingly.

Chu Yun hesitated for a while, but still nodded. At worst, he will return the favor when he has the strength.

……

In the afternoon.

When she learned that her younger brother intends to leave Anyang City to venture outside, Chu Chan was still shocked.

She originally wanted Chu Yun to stay in the ancestral house and live a stable life, but judging from the current situation, she had no choice but to change her mind.

Chu Yun obviously had a secret. Although she believed in Jiang Lan, if she met other people in the Xiangguo Mansion in the future, it might not be so. This secret might bring disaster to Chu Yun.

"As for the identity token, I'll talk to the young master about it."

"Young master, he should agree. After all, with the Jiang family's token in hand, no matter where in Daxia territory, it will be unimpeded."

When Chu Chan found Jiang Lan and told him about it.

Jiang Lan was not too surprised.

After all, Chu Yun is a man of great luck, so he definitely doesn't want to settle down and stay in Anyang City. Even if he doesn't leave now, he will go wandering around to hone his skills in the future.

He actually treated Chu Yun as a tool in his heart, so naturally he would not refuse his request.

A small investment in the early stage can be exchanged for a big return later.

"Since your younger brother chooses to go out to practice, he has the identity token of my Xiangguo Mansion on him, and his daily activities will be much more convenient."

"However, there are treacherous turmoil in Great Xia right now. The situation seems to be stable, but in fact, there are turbulent undercurrents. Your brother's current cultivation level may easily be in danger."

"Walking and wandering, you still need something to protect your life. You take my identity token and take him to Wanbao Pavilion to pick some useful magic weapons." Jiang Lan said with a slight smile.

"Thank you, Chan'er, young master."

Chu Chan was a little apprehensive at first, after all, the Jiang family's identity token, in a sense, represented the Jiang family, so how could it be given easily.

But who knows that Jiang Lan agreed so naturally, without any hesitation, on the contrary, she proposed to let her younger brother choose some magical weapons for self-defense.

She was very moved in her heart, and the affection in her bright eyes seemed to overflow like water.

And she was also hesitating at this time, how to tell Jiang Lan about Zixia Zhenjun's Dongfu's division of the bright mansion and the dark mansion, but this kind of thing, no matter how it is explained, may arouse suspicion.

So the only way at present is to wait for Zixia Zhenjun Dongfu to be born, and let Jiang Lan take the token to the dark mansion to accept the inheritance.

Chu Chan, who took the token, left in a hurry. Jiang Lan didn't care too much about such trivial matters. What he was thinking about now was the next plan.

At present, everything is developing as he expected.

The so-called everything is ready is only due to the east wind.

"Calculating the time, Taoist Zixia of Zixia Temple, it's time to do it."

Jiang Lan got up and ordered Uncle Ying to send a message to Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and other young talents, and at the same time summon the rest of the staff.

With the token in hand, he is not worried about accidents.

On the other side, Chu Chan, who was leaving with her ID token in hand, soon saw Chu Yun who was waiting for her outside the courtyard.

She told Jiang Lan the exact words, and carefully handed over the identity token representing the Jiang family to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun did not expect that things would go so smoothly.

The whole person was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"I'll take you to Wanbao Pavilion first, you probably haven't been there yet..." Chu Chan had a smile on her face.

Chu Yun nodded silently and followed behind her.

At this moment, in his mind, he remembered the teasing words that Qingniu Dahuang had said to him before. He was still a little uncomfortable at that time, and felt that even it was a little bit attached to power and greedy for power.

But now even he has to admit... Mr. Jiang is indeed a good person.

Chu Chan didn't know the complicated emotions in Chu Yun's heart at this moment.

Her current status is not enough for her to gain a firm foothold by Jiang Lan's side.

After experiencing the tea making meeting, she once again had a clear understanding of the power of the Xiangguo Mansion.

For example, those heavenly girls who are not inferior to her in beauty, and whose talent background far surpasses hers, I am afraid that Jiang Lan can get them with a wave of his hand.

This also made her feel less and less safe. She is very rational and sober. Jiang Lan likes to spoil her now, but it doesn't mean she will be like this in the future.

She still has a long way to go.

……

Just after the tea-making meeting was over, an astonishing vision appeared near Zixia Mountain the next day.

A dense purple mist rose up, covering the mountains, appearing misty and hazy.

Many monks faintly seem to be able to hear that there are ancient people who have attained the Tao, expounding the Tao there to solve the confusion for all living beings.

Such a scene naturally attracted more and more monks and souls, including some older generations.

They wandered among the mountains, and some people held a compass, looking for the dragon's pulse, investigating the source of the purple mist, and wanting to determine the location of the cave in advance.

On the tops of the hills, people from various immortal sects are also investigating. Teams of knights in heavy armor and holding heavenly knives and spears are riding fierce beasts and circling around.

Looking from a distance, around Zixia Mountain, a piece of mist floats, as if it has drowned the whole world.

"Zhenjun Zixia's cave will be born within three days..."

Then, a white-haired old man with a compass in his hand and a bright eye, said with certainty.

Some monks recognized his identity as the elder of the well-known Xunlong family in Daxia territory, with amazing accomplishments in geomancy.

After his words spread, it immediately caused a huge sensation, and no one doubted its authenticity.

In the nearby cities, many monks rushed over eagerly, waiting there early.

Already crowded Zixia Mountain, a large number of monks have emerged.

Every day, one can see the divine rainbow passing by, and many younger generations also show up. Some people still came from other places and did not participate in the tea making meeting that day.

In Zixia's view.

Taoist Zixia still sits cross-legged on the futon, with a long breath, his eyes seem to be closed but not closed, and there are wisps of purple mist around him, which he swallowed and refined.

"Master, many monks have appeared outside Zixia Temple these days, and some people even came to us and asked us if we knew about Zhenjun Zixia."

"Brother Fei Luo was beaten up by those people outside just because he didn't answer in time, and several ribs were broken."

"Master, you have to decide for us..."

In front of him, all the apprentices he had accepted over the years stood there with angry expressions.

Many people were even more mournful and wounded, not daring to take half a step out of Zixia Temple easily.

Those monks outside knew that Taoist Zixia was powerful and powerful in Taoism, so they didn't dare to provoke him and question him, so they took them as disciples.

But who knows that Master Zixia seems to turn a blind eye to this, and doesn't care at all.

Every day, I meditate and meditate in Guanyin, but don't ask about the outside world.

Only some monks who don't know what is good or bad, set foot in the Zixia temple, will be knocked away by his whisk and fly away, life or death unknown.

"Be quiet and stay in the Zixia Temple honestly, there won't be so many things."

"Once this matter is over, those people will go back wherever they came from. You can practice with peace of mind, so why worry too much." Taoist Zixia opened his eyes, calm, but deep in it contained indifference .

"Fei Luo, why haven't you made any progress in the Zixia Sutra taught to you by your teacher for so long? Is it because of laziness?"

He suddenly looked at the rather tall and thin disciple who was wrapped in bandages, and asked.

"Reporting to Master, this disciple is dull, and really can't comprehend the last few layers of the Zixia Sutra, so his cultivation has been stagnant..." Fei Luo's complexion changed slightly, and he replied hastily.

"It's okay, as a teacher some time ago, I refined some Zixia Pills, which can help you break through the final bottleneck."

"But everyone can only eat one, and eating more is useless."

Taoist Zixia said indifferently, with a sweep of the dust, a white jade bottle appeared on the ground in front of him.

"Thank you, Master..."

Seeing this scene, the group of disciples who were still weeping were taken aback for a moment, then showed excitement, and hurriedly snatched the white jade bottle.

Everyone poured out one of the black pills filled with a strange fragrance, and swallowed them directly, as if they were afraid that others would snatch them from them.

Only Fei Luo looked at this scene, and his complexion instantly turned pale.

He didn't care about anything, just knelt down and said in a trembling voice, "Master, this disciple has always been diligent and diligent, enshrined around you, treated you like a master like a father, and never had a second heart, please spare this disciple's life... "

Taoist Zixia looked at him indifferently and calmly, as if he didn't know what he meant.

Seeing this, the rest of the disciples who had taken the pill were also shocked and puzzled.

"Master, all the disciples have seen it. This is not Zixia Pill, but the Blood Sacrifice Pill. It was once used by the Blood Immortal Sect to offer sacrifices. The pills eaten by the sacrifices can strengthen the flesh and blood essence and play a role in the sacrifice. Several times the effect..." Fei Luo's face was pale, and his voice trembled.

Taoist Zixia's expression didn't change at all, which seemed to be no surprise at all.

"I have taught you for many years as a teacher, and it is time for you to repay the teacher." He said lightly, but his eyes were very cold, without any emotional waves.

A group of disciples were stunned, and after realizing it, their expressions suddenly became terrified, and they wanted to run towards Zixia Temple.

But no matter who it was, they couldn't even leave the palace in front of them, their limbs became weak, all their strength dissipated, and they fell to the ground with a plop.

Taoist Zixia's face was extremely indifferent, and with his slightly withered palms spread out, a human flag filled with black mist emerged and floated in mid-air.

As he opened his mouth and sprayed, a gloomy flame fell, green and faint, like a will-o'-the-wisp, and then landed on the disciples in front of him with a bang.

They looked terrified, and all their roaring and struggling were useless, and they were instantly refined into a pure ray of spirit.

Taoist Zixia made a move, injecting that ray of spiritual energy into the human face flag.

The originally dead and gloomy banner suddenly seemed to come alive, with menacing faces, extremely gloomy and cold, actively opening their mouths to swallow the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and at the same time running specific kung fu routes.

Seeing this, Taoist Zixia showed a satisfied smile.

"I have spent so many years here in order to set up the Nine Heavens Underworld Demon Trapped Dragon Formation. For this reason, I have specially found you disciples whose birthdays and fates match, just to wait for today..."

"On the day when Xia Fei ascends as a teacher, I will definitely help you to be liberated and become immortals with me."

"Big array, get up."

Taoist Zixia flicked his loose robe, and a misty glow, mixed with runes, quickly submerged into the ground in front of him like a ghost.

These human flags were also covered by the glow and quickly disappeared on the ground.

At the same time, Zixia Mountain seemed to tremble slightly at this moment, and many ancient forests in the mountains made a rumbling sound like an earth dragon turning over.

Between the sky and the earth, the purple mist became thicker and thicker, and it was transpiring, stretching for thousands of miles, and even some distant mountains were covered.

This strange scene immediately attracted many monks who had already rushed here to be ecstatic, thinking that this was a sign of the birth of Zhenjun Zixia's cave.

Many monks who had wandered around earlier also rushed into the purple mist, trying to find the source of the movement just now.

The news quickly spread to all parties, causing an uproar.

A monk noticed that one of the eldest sons of the Great Xia Dynasty led a group of subordinates, riding a dragon horse, flying through the clouds and fog, to the depths of Zixia Mountain.

After hearing the news, the young disciples of the Immortal Sect from all directions were unwilling to lag behind and led a group of brothers from the same sect.

Some orthodox forces are led by the strong of the older generation, and did not let the younger generation take risks alone.

"Judging from the news, Zixia Zhenjun's Dongfu was born in the near future."

"Since everyone has gone, we can't delay."

In the Yaochi Sect's residence, an elder spoke up and planned to leave to lead a group of disciples.

Ling Zhuyun nodded slightly, and did not express her refusal. The birth of Zhenjun Zixia's cave will definitely not be so fast, but if she can seize the opportunity first, it will be more beneficial for the subsequent competition for the opportunity.

As for what Jiang Lan mentioned at the tea making meeting that day, not many younger generations cared.

By chance, the virtuous live there, who will really give it up?
On the contrary, because of the tea making meeting that day, the younger generation who were not interested in Zixia Zhenjun before became interested, and many people rushed over in the past few days.

There are quite a few faces that Ling Zhuyun is familiar with, and they are all powerful competitors.

This made Ling Zhuyun not know what to say, and Jiang Lan felt a little silly?
Ye Ming had already been waiting outside Yaochi Sect's residence.

After the tea making meeting that day, he and Ling Zhuyun parted ways, and because Jiang Lan's words made him pay attention, he became more cautious afterwards, and never left the inn again.

It wasn't until Ling Zhuyun learned that the Yaochi Sect intended to leave for Zixia Mountain that they rushed over.

"In addition to his good cultivation, Brother Ye is also a master of formations with profound attainments. Then I may have to rely on Brother Ye a lot." Ling Zhuyun took the initiative to explain for Ye Ming.

This was originally a matter of the Yaochi Sect, but now that an outsider is joining, he is still a man, so it is natural to make it clear.

"Since she is a friend of the saint, then she can be trusted." The leading elder of the Yaochi Sect nodded and smiled.

But Zhao Dieyi, Chen Ning and many other disciples were a little surprised and shocked.

The formation master who has been personally recognized by Ling Zhuyun is still so young.

No wonder she can be called a friend.

"It's just the praise of the bamboo rhyme saintess, and you fairies can't take it seriously."

Ye Ming touched his nose a little humbly, but he was still a little proud.

He does have some talent in formations, but most of the time, he still relies on the old ghost.

Of course it was his secret.

Afterwards, all the disciples of Yaochi Sect headed out of Anyang City in a mighty manner.

But before they had gone far, there was a burst of laughter from the long street.

"If Saintess Zhu Yun intends to explore Zhenjun Zixia's cave, it is better to go with me."

"If you can find the good fortune in it when you come down, you must offer it with both hands."

"This strange man, how can he walk with the saintess of bamboo rhyme?"

A tall, burly young man rode on a ferocious beast, and came surrounded by a group of followers.

He is very handsome, with golden hair, and his blood is surging like an oven, and his gestures give people a great sense of oppression.

The expressions of all the disciples of Yaochi Sect changed slightly, recognizing the identity of this person.

Qi Heng, the true disciple of Renwangdian, is also the suitor of Lingzhuyun Saintess.

Ye Ming's originally smiling face sank at the moment.

Many monks on the long street, noticing this scene, also stopped in their tracks, all looking like they were watching a play.

"Indeed, as the Saintess of Zhuyun, is it true that any cat or dog who can't be named can accompany her?"

Among them are some young arrogances, as if they don't think it's a big deal, fanning the flames from the sidelines, showing teasing.

Ye Ming's face became more and more ugly, and he was about to explode.

Ling Zhuyun said calmly, "Since senior brother Qi Heng intends to go with us, he is most welcome. If there is an accident, we can take care of each other."

And just as her words fell, the long street suddenly trembled, and a rumbling sound came from not far away, and all the monks and pedestrians retreated one after another amidst a drastic change in their complexions.

The smoke and dust were flying, as if there were wind and thunder rolling, like thunder, and more like thousands of troops galloping, which made people's blood churn.

"Since that's the case, can the Saintess of Zhuyun take me with me?"

The young man who was riding on the snow-white real jiao in the lead asked with a chuckle.

(End of this chapter)