That's What Villains Are Like

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The curtains are like clouds, hanging down and fluttering on the soft sides.

Su Qinghan, whose rosy face had not faded, leaned lightly on Jiang Lan's chest. She felt that he seemed a little surprised at the moment, so she couldn't help but raise her eyes and ask.

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

Jiang Lan smiled and removed the strange color from his eyes.

Just now, he noticed the changes in Niwan Palace, and a huge force of luck suddenly surged in, pouring around the Qi Luck Dao Fruit.

He even vaguely glimpsed some blurry pictures.

And as he used the Fate Dao Fruit to investigate, those blurry scenes became clear. It was exactly what happened to Chu Chan in the side hall next door.

He did not expect that Chu Chan would receive such good fortune recently, and for this he also received a huge amount of luck in return, and he could feel the changes in his destiny more clearly.

Obviously, this is the fate that Chu Chan received before receiving the inheritance of Beiming Ancient Heavenly Lord in the original plot.

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

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

Moreover, in comparison, Chu Chan's Beiming Ancient Heavenly Technique inheritance was somewhat inferior.

She will also need suitable auxiliary elixirs in the future to refine and purify her cultivation, so as to prevent the magic power in her body from being too messy and chaotic, causing karma and causing her to become possessed.

Su Qinghan wisely didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Lan quietly realized some of the sudden changes in the Fate Dao Fruit.

At today's tea-making conference, he deliberately created the illusion that he was bound to inherit the inheritance of True Lord Zixia. He also considered that Ye Ming was too cautious, and he had a residual soul to guide him, so he would not go there easily. reason.

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

With just a little intimidation, Ye Ming became confused and had some mental problems. At that time, he felt that a lot of luck was flowing into Niwan Palace.

At that time, Jiang Lan guessed that the hidden destiny was not only related to the destiny of the child of destiny, but also closely related to his state of mind.

If your mood is damaged, your fortune will fall, and your luck will naturally suffer losses.

This mysterious and mysterious statement made him more certain about his previous plan. Ye Ming was not only a perfect scapegoat and scapegoat, but also a giant leek that could continue to grow for him to harvest.

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

This is already an exception for Ling Zhuyun.

If Ye Ming still conceals something about 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 with those words...

In this case, he can be said to be "the most benevolent and righteous". If Ye Ming does not take advantage of it, it is equivalent to giving himself an opportunity to take advantage of.

Jiang Lan has always claimed to be a pure love for the God of War, but this fate will make him go further and further down the road of Huang Mao...

When his mind came back, Jiang Lan looked at the beauty in his arms, whose starry eyes were slightly narrowed, and her flawless face was still glowing.

In the beginning, Su Qinghan was indeed a wife.

Tsk, you really deserve to die.

With this thought in his mind, Jiang Lan lowered his head and smiled, and asked in her ear, "Qinghan's cultivation has made good progress in the past few days. Is there any gain from preaching and imparting fluids tonight?"

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

Su Qinghan understood his words instantly. Her beautiful face gave him an angry glance, her face even flushed, her clear eyes filled with water and affection, and her delicate red lips took the initiative to press up against him.

Every time she did the so-called double cultivation, she always felt like she was hiding something.

But now, I have become accustomed to it. This must be the reason why the relationship is warming up.

…

At midnight the next day, Chu Yun, who was in high spirits, was boxing in the courtyard. Beside him, the green cow lazily gnawed on the spiritual grass, giving him pointers from time to time, looking carefree.

"elder sister……"

When he noticed someone approaching 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, feeling very pleased.

Chu Yun touched the back of his head, smiled, and then asked, "Sister, why did you get up so early today? You usually don't get up until three o'clock in the morning."

Chu Chan felt that he was a bit naughty and dared to tease her with such words.

"Su Qinghan slept with me last night. Your sister and I rested in the side hall for the whole night. I naturally got up early today." However, she still said leisurely.

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

"It seems that I was engaged to someone once, but because I was too high-minded and looked down on the other person, I planned to have him murdered, and then followed Mr. Jiang. Sister, you should be careful with her, she is a snake-hearted person... "

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

Chu Yun naturally understood this.

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

"Did you ask me to come to you today for something?" Chu Chan asked, not forgetting the business.

Chu Yun said, "I know that my sister is going to Zhenjun Zixia's cave with Young Master Jiang, so I want to tell my sister some information I know, but sister, you have to keep it a secret for me. If Young Master Jiang asks, you can tell me I saw it from my ancestral home.”

He trusted Chu Chan very much, so 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 and said, "I understand."

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

Including where the cave is located, it is divided into two parts, the Ming Mansion and the Dark Mansion. Only by holding a token can one enter the Dark Mansion. The real inheritance is located in the Dark Mansion. Outside the Cave Mansion, where are the guarding beasts? There were formations, how to control them, etc., all were told to her in detail.

Chu Chan was horrified when she heard this. How did his younger brother know this?

Could it be that he has personally been to the cave of Zhenjun Zixia?

However, she didn't ask any further questions.

This news is indeed important to her.

"There is a puppet-breaking technique in the Tao Seal mark of Beiming Ancient Heavenly Lord. With this information, and with the right time, place, people and circumstances, I will be more confident in dealing with the Beiming Chen family."

"This will be my biggest trump card then."

Chu Chan suddenly became ambitious and clenched her plain white hands tightly. Then she had no time to talk nonsense with her brother and left the courtyard directly, looking very anxious and angry.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yun felt 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 with other things when I become stronger."

He was already planning to leave Anyang City.

Chu Chan had prepared many protective weapons for him in the past few days, as well as various spiritual stone pills. Chu Yun felt that it was 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 too humble.

During the past few days in Anyang City, he could also tell that his sister Chu Chan was living a good life and was very favored by Young Master Jiang.

Even in a tea-making party where a gathering of geniuses gathered, he showed up to accompany him, which was a huge honor.

So he was a little relieved.

"But before leaving, it's best to ask your sister to find Mr. Jiang and ask for an identity token from the Prime Minister's 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 couldn't help much with his sister.

As for Chu Yun, he doesn't want to rely too much on Jiang Lan's powerful status. He just wants to call him a fool. He is currently eating and using other people's things. Even your sister is from another person's family. Why are you still pretending to be noble?

If you don’t use it if you have an identity and background, wouldn’t that be a fool?

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

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

Chu Yun hesitated for a moment, then nodded. At worst, he would return this favor later when he has the strength.

…

It's late afternoon.

Chu Chan was still shocked when she learned that her brother intended to leave Anyang City and go to the outside world.

Her original intention was to let Chu Yun stay in the ancestral home and live a stable life, but judging from the current situation, she could only change her mind.

Chu Yun obviously has a secret. Although she trusts Jiang Lan, if she meets the rest of the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future, that may not be the case. This secret may bring disaster to Chu Yun.

"I'll go talk to the young master about the identity token."

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

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

Jiang Lan was not too surprised.

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

In his heart, he actually treats Chu Yun as a tool, so naturally he will not refuse his request.

A small initial investment can yield big returns later on.

"Since your brother has chosen to go out for training, he has the identity token of my prime minister's government, which will make his daily routine much more convenient."

"However, the current situation in Daxia is turbulent. The situation seems stable, but in fact there are turbulent undercurrents. Your brother's current cultivation level may easily put him in danger."

"When traveling outside, you still need something to protect your life. Take my identity token and take him to Wanbao Pavilion to pick out some useful magical weapons." Jiang Lan said with a slight smile.

"Chan'er, thank you sir."

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

But who would have expected that Jiang Lan agreed so naturally without any hesitation. On the contrary, she even asked her brother to select some magical weapons for self-defense.

She was very moved in her heart, and the affection in her bright eyes was almost overflowing.

At this time, she was also hesitating about how to tell Jiang Lan about the separation between the Ming Palace and the Dark Palace in Zixia Zhenjun's cave. However, this kind of thing, no matter how it was explained, might arouse suspicion.

Therefore, the only way at present is to wait for True Lord Zixia to be born in the cave, and then use an excuse to let Jiang Lan take the token to the Anfu to accept the inheritance.

Chu Chan took the token and left in a hurry. Jiang Lan didn't pay too much attention to 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, all we need is the east wind.

"Calculating the time, it's time for Zixia Taoist from Zixia Temple to take action."

Jiang Lan stood 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 people.

With the token in his possession, he was not worried about any accidents.

Chu Chan, who was holding her identity token and leaving, soon saw Chu Yun waiting for her outside the courtyard.

She told Jiang Lan's original words and carefully handed the identity token representing the Jiang family to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.

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

"Let me 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 her.

At this moment, in his mind, he remembered the mocking words that Qingniu Dahuang had said to him before. He was still a little uncomfortable at the time, feeling that even it was a little clinging to others 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 foothold next to Jiang Lan.

After experiencing the tea-making meeting, she once again had a clear understanding of the power of the Prime Minister's Palace.

For example, Jiang Lan could get those beauties whose beauty is not inferior to hers and whose talents and backgrounds far exceed hers with a wave of her hand.

This also made her feel more and more insecure. She was very rational and sober. Jiang Lan liked to pamper her now, but it didn't mean that he would do so in the future.

She still has a long way to go.

…

Just after the tea-making party ended, an astonishing vision occurred near Zixia Mountain the next day.

Thick purple mist steamed up and enveloped the mountains, making them appear misty and hazy.

Many monks seemed to be able to hear the ancient Taoists expounding the Tao and solving the doubts of all living beings.

Such a scene naturally attracts more monks and creatures, including some of the older generation.

They were mixed in various mountains, and there were some people, holding compasses, searching for dragons and pulses, exploring the source of the purple mist, and trying to determine the location of the cave in advance.

On various hills, people from various immortal sects were also exploring. Groups of knights wearing heavy armor, holding heavenly swords and spears, riding fierce beasts, were circling everywhere.

Looking from a distance, a cloud of mist floats around Zixia Mountain, as if it has submerged the entire world.

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

Then, a white-haired old man, holding a compass and shining eyes, said firmly.

A monk recognized his identity. He was the famous elder of the Xunlong family in Daxia, and his achievements in Kanyu were astonishing.

After his words spread, they immediately caused a huge sensation, and no one doubted whether they were true or false.

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

Zixia Mountain, which was already crowded with people, saw a large number of monks emerge.

Every day, one could see divine rainbows passing by, and many younger generations also showed up. Some of them came from elsewhere and did not participate in the tea-making meeting that day.

View of Zixia.

Taoist Zixia was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, with a long breath, his eyes seemed to be closed, and there were wisps of purple clouds around him, which he was swallowing and refining.

"Master, many monks have appeared outside Zixia Temple in the past few days. Some people even came to us and asked us if we knew about True Lord Zixia."

"Senior Brother Feiluo was beaten up by those outside because he didn't answer in time. Several of his ribs were broken."

"Master, you have to make the decision for us..."

In front of him, the disciples he had accepted over the years were all standing there with angry expressions.

Many people even looked sad and had injuries on their bodies, and did not dare to take a step out of Zixia Temple easily.

The monks outside knew that Taoist Zixia was very powerful and had great skills, so they did not dare to provoke him and question him, so they targeted their disciples.

But who knew that Master Zixia seemed to turn a blind eye to this and didn't care at all.

Just meditate in the temple every day and don't worry about external affairs.

Only some unscrupulous monks who set foot in Zixia Temple would be knocked away by his whisk and fly away, not knowing whether they would live or die.

"You guys just stay calm and stay in Zixia Temple, then you won't have so many things to worry about."

"Once this matter is over, those people will go back wherever they came from. You can just practice with peace of mind. There is no need to worry too much." Taoist Zixia opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, but there was indifference in the depths. .

"Feiluo, why haven't you made any progress in the Zixia Sutra that my master taught you for so long? Is it because of laziness?"

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

"Reporting to Master, this disciple is stupid and cannot understand the last few levels of Zixia Sutra, so his cultivation has been stagnant..." Feiluo's face changed slightly and he replied hastily.

"It doesn't matter. I refined some Zixia Pills some time ago, which can help you break through the final bottleneck."

"But everyone can only eat one. It's useless to eat more."

Taoist Zixia said calmly, and with a sweep of the whisk, a white jade bottle suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him.

"Thank you Master..."

Seeing this scene, all the disciples who originally had expressions of mourning on their faces were stunned for a moment, then showed excitement and hurriedly grabbed the white jade bottle.

Everyone poured out one of the dark elixirs filled with a strange aroma and swallowed it directly, as if they were afraid that others would snatch it from them.

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

He didn't care about anything, knelt down directly, and said in a trembling voice, "Master, my disciple has been working diligently to serve you. I treat you like a teacher and a father. I have never had any second thoughts. Please spare my life... "

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

When the other disciples who took the pill saw this, they were also shocked and confused.

"Master, all the disciples have seen that this is not Zixia Pill, it is a blood sacrificial pill. The Blood Immortal Sect once used it to make sacrifices, so that the pills eaten by the sacrifices can strengthen the flesh and soul, and exert their influence during the sacrifice. Several times the effectiveness..." Feiluo's face turned pale and his voice trembled.

Taoist Zixia's expression did not change at all, and she seemed not surprised at all.

"My teacher has taught you for many years, and it's time for you to repay my teacher." He said calmly, but his eyes were very cold, without any emotion.

All the disciples were dumbfounded. After reacting, their expressions suddenly became frightened, 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 was dissipated, and they fell directly to the ground with a plop.

Taoist Zixia's face was extremely indifferent, and when he spread his slightly dry palms, human-faced flags filled with black mist emerged and floated in mid-air.

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

Their expressions were frightened, and all their roars and struggles were of no use. They were instantly refined into a wisp of pure divine soul energy.

Taoist Zixia took action and injected that wisp of soul energy into the human flag.

The originally dead and cold flag surface suddenly seemed to come to life. The face was horrifying and extremely cold. It actively opened its mouth to swallow the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and at the same time ran a specific exercise route.

Seeing this, Taoist Zixia showed a satisfied smile.

"I have spent so many years here in order to set up this Jiuxiao Mingsha Trapped Dragon Formation. For this purpose, I specially found you disciples who have the same birth and fate, just to wait for today..."

"When the day comes when I lift up the clouds as my master, I will definitely help you to be liberated and become immortals with me."

"Grand formation, get up."

Taoist Zixia swung his broad robe, and a misty glow, mixed with runes, quickly immersed into the ground in front of him like a ghost.

These human-faced flags were also covered by the glow and quickly disappeared from the ground.

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

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

This strange sight immediately attracted many monks who had already arrived here, and they were wildly surprised, thinking that this was a sign of the birth of True Lord Zixia from the cave.

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

This news quickly spread to all parties and caused an uproar.

Some monks noticed that a prince of the Great Xia Dynasty led a group of subordinates that day, riding a dragon horse, soaring into the clouds and mist, towards the depths of Zixia Mountain.

After learning the news, the young disciples from the various immortal sects were not willing to lag behind and led a group of fellow disciples there.

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

"Judging from the news, the birth of Zhenjun Zixia in the cave will be just a few days ago."

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

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

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

As for what Jiang Lan mentioned at the tea-making conference that day, not many younger generations cared about it.

Chances are there, and a virtuous person lives there. Who would really give in?

On the contrary, because of the tea-making conference 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 were quite a few faces that Ling Zhuyun was familiar with, and they were all powerful competitors.

This made Ling Zhuyun not know what to say. Jiang Lan felt a little stupid?

Outside the Yaochi Sect's residence, Ye Ming was already waiting there.

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

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

"In addition to his good cultivation, Brother Ye is also a formation master with profound attainments. We may have to rely more on Brother Ye when the time comes." Ling Zhuyun took the initiative to explain for Ye Ming.

This was originally a matter for the Yaochi Sect, but now that an outsider, or a male, was joining the party, it was natural to make it clear.

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

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

The formation master who was personally recognized by Ling Zhuyun was still so young.

No wonder she calls him a friend.

"It's just a compliment from Saint Zhu Yun. You fairies can't take it seriously."

Ye Ming touched his nose slightly humbly, but he still felt a little proud in his heart.

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

Of course this is his secret.

Then, a group of disciples from the Yaochi Sect marched toward the outside of Anyang City.

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

"If Saint Zhu Yun wants to explore the cave of True Monarch Zixia, why not go with me."

"If I can find the good fortune in it when the time comes, I will definitely offer it with both hands."

"How can this strange man be so virtuous as to be able to walk with the Holy Lady Zhuyun?"

A tall and burly young man, riding on a ferocious beast, walked up surrounded by a group of followers.

He was very handsome, with golden hair, and his energy and blood were surging like an oven. His movements gave people a huge sense of oppression.

The faces of all the disciples of the Yaochi Sect changed slightly as they recognized this person's identity.

Qi Heng, the true disciple of Renwangdian, is also the pursuer of Saint Ling Zhuyun.

Ye Ming's originally smiling face also darkened at this moment.

Many monks on the long street noticed this scene and stopped one after another, as if they were watching a show.

"Indeed, with the status of Saint Zhuyun, is it true that she can be accompanied by any cat or dog that cannot be named?"

Among them were some young prodigies, who looked like they didn't mind the matter, fanning the flames and making fun of them.

Ye Ming's face became more and more ugly, and he was about to have a seizure.

Ling Zhuyun said calmly, "Since Senior Brother Qi Heng intends to travel with us, he is naturally welcome. If an accident occurs, we can take care of each other."

And just as she finished speaking, the long street suddenly trembled, and a rumbling sound came from not far away. All the monks and pedestrians, with their expressions changing dramatically, retreated and got out of the way.

The smoke and dust are flying, like wind and thunder rolling, like thunder, and more like thousands of troops galloping, which makes people's blood boil.

"In this case, can Saint Zhuyun take us with her again?"

The young man at the head, who was riding on a body that looked like a snow-white jade beast, asked with a chuckle.