Wang Chan returned to his mansion with a gloomy face and walked directly to the side hall of the banquet guests. When he entered the door, he was filled with the smell of wine and dishes. The huge round table of banquet guests was filled with delicious food, but there was only one guest who was dining.

The man was wearing a robe with black purple patterns and his face was covered with oil paint, leaving only funny smiles. He rolled his sleeves high and stepped on the chair. Instead of using the neatly arranged tableware in front of him, he directly grabbed the vegetables and meat on the mat with his hands.

Often, before one bite is chewed, a new bite is stuffed into the mouth, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

If you eat like this, even if a practitioner is choked, it is inevitable. Then the guest with oily face will roll his eyes while asking for it on the table with his greasy hands until he grabs the wine pot and then directly pushes the spout into the mouth.

Since the records of the Wang family in Tiannan, there has never been a person who dared to be a guest at the Wang family and eat so arrogantly.

Or, no matter how starved ghosts are reincarnated, they will not be able to see the Holy Son of the Wang family in person. At least they should not continue this impolite way of eating.

But even though Wang Chan had been standing at the door for a long time, he did not see the rampant guest restraint at all, as if the person standing at the door was not the Holy Son of Tiannan, but a servant or a slave or an irrelevant person.

"Do you know where this is?"

Wang Chan, who was ignored, was angry in his heart, and his face twitched in a cold voice and asked, "Do you know, I am walking on thin ice under the eyes of the powerful Wang family? More than one of them has said that I am different from before. Do you think I am not exposed quickly enough, so you should come and help me!?"

"Himmer~"

Looking at the almost crazy Holy Son, the soul master smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits, and swallowed the things in his mouth mixed with wine. After rubbing his oily hands on his body, he made a strange laugh: "Qiqiqi, Qiqiqiqiqiqiqi.

If it had been exposed, the soul master of Yin and Yang Palace would have squeezed out all your three souls and six spirits.

It’s your turn to question me. It seems that some people have forgotten my methods after playing the Holy Son for a few days!"

It was clearly a funny face with oily makeup, but when those eyes collided with Wang Chan's sight, a chill rose from his heart, as if the mysterious ice was sealed in his body.

Wang Chan felt his soul tremble, and while trembling with his teeth, he fell to the ground: "Please calm down the anger of the soul."

"Hehehehe, that's right."

The soul master stood directly on the stool and danced happily: "Stand up, you can't see the sanctum of the Wang family kneeling and worshiping others."

The chill just now seemed to be just an illusion. Listening to the ridicule of the soul master above his head, Wang Chan lowered his eyes, clenched his fists, and slowly got up.

"Tomorrow, your fellow tribe will apply to leave Yaoxing City."

Wang Chan raised his head with a "swish" look, his eyes full of surprise and humiliation.

If it weren't for the tremor of his soul just now, he would have to question the other party!

It was this monster who was neither yin nor yang that allowed him to enter Yaoxing City. Now he finally gained a foothold in it, but he wanted him to escape.

Is this playing with him?

"There must be a reason for resigning suddenly, otherwise wouldn't it be a sceptical question?"

"Hehehehehehehe!"

The soul master smiled happily: "Remember, you are the former saint of the Wang family and the son of Wang Wudi's legitimate relative Yunsun. You can do whatever you want. Only you doubt others, no one dares to doubt you!"

But I'm fucking fake!

Wang Chan was roaring in his heart, but he could only nod on his face and said, "I understand!"

"Do you understand? You don't."

The soul master laughed and said, "You don't understand anything, 7777, 77777."

In the side hall, there was only the clown's laughter and the angry holy son who suppressed the murderous intent.

...

A funny visitor was regarded as a guest of honor by Wang Chan and even lived directly in the mansion, which was quite lively.

For Wang Chan at this time, he hated this feeling of becoming the focus, because it meant that many people were concerned, and more attention also meant that there was greater possibility of exposure.

He didn't like it, but he couldn't disobey it, because he knew that the appearance of the soul master was the person on the top of the mountain who was not satisfied with him.

He originally thought that he could hide under the protection of Starry City and Wang Fuling, prove the other side, break away from his control plan, and completely go bankrupt.

Next, he will be controlled like a puppet.

This is boring, but at least it is not true to be alive. As long as you live, there is hope!

...

Yin and Yang Palace, Yan Fuliao

"You want to quit?"

Wang You wondered: "Why don't you talk to your elders?"

"They are busy studying eternal life and should not have time to listen to their disciples say this."

Wang Chan shrugged and said lightly: "Besides, the disciples can't get in at this time, so I'll have fun with the master first."

"So have you decided to go back to Yin and Yang Palace?"

Wang You smiled. Seeing that a talent like Wang Chan was willing to turn from evil to justice, he was very happy to see that as the owner of the Yin-Yang Imperial Palace.

But unfortunately, this time, I was so beautiful that I was wrong.

"Disciple doesn't even want to stay in Xingyao City, how could he return to Yin and Yang Palace?"

Wang Chan looked surprised, but he spoke heartily.

"I'm leaving Xingcheng and not returning to the Imperial Palace, can I think of going to heaven?"

Wang You said angrily, as he tried to beat the unfilial disciple in front of him with no sleeves.

"Disciples must do their own way!"

Wang Chan ignored Wang You's ridicule and said lightly.

"Which road?"

"Spiritual Suiting Tao!"

...

A red light invaded straight in the void, and countless stars were like flying geese.

From a vast Middle Earth where the entire view was unaware of it, only three-colored round stars remained in the blink of an eye.

Faced with such a strange scene, Huo Feng never even looked back.

Because the old emperor has lived for too long, he no longer thinks that Xihe is strange.

Even the Divine Kingdom project, which is most optimistic about the Zhongzhou Divine Court and intends to do its best, has not aroused much interest from this ancestor.

[Where is a beast obedient to humans?]

When the old Lord knew that the Kingdom of God needed a huge number of believers to maintain it, he knew that this project was of no significance.

Humans and beasts are different. No matter how proud or fierce monsters are, they can tame the ban.

People are different. For more than a hundred years ago, when the old emperor sat on the top of the Dragon Valley and ate peanuts, he would think from time to time, why are the foundation and embryo of monsters obviously so much stronger than the human race, and the king saints of monsters are so many than the human race, and the human race will eventually win the final victory?

This question troubled him for a long time, and at first he thought that the correct answers were all denied.

He began to think about something deeper, and in the end he really discovered the trick.

That was what he discovered after building the holy land with his building wood, putting together forty-nine fragments of the small spiritual world, creating the Wutong Realm, migrating a group of phoenix tribes in.

At the beginning, the phoenix birds were not used to the cramped space inside and had dull aura.

They were anxiously flying in the sky, and their angered in anger, as if they wanted to rush out of this cage.

But how could a mere Phoenix King break through the spiritual space created by the saint?

After a period of noisy, the phoenix birds finally got used to everything in the spiritual world. They no longer flew out of the sky or spit fire at the sycamore tree.

They start to build nests with branches, and they begin to build feathers in the first ray of morning glory in the spiritual world. After combing their feathers, they will fly around the little spiritual world for several or even dozens of times, and then return to the nest and rest at an opportunity they think is suitable.

And when they return to the nest, blood food will appear around the sycamore tree, and they can eat the blood pool effortlessly.

What a perfect life this is.

One or two days, the phoenix birds will no longer make a fuss in the spiritual world, and even the irritable phoenix king no longer wants to break through the boundaries of the spiritual world.

At first, the old master thought they might be accumulating strength.

But a few years have passed, and the phoenixes have no intention of breaking through the boundaries.

Once again, the old emperor even deliberately tampered with the boundary wall of the spiritual world, so that the phoenix inside could see the light from the sky outside.

But, the group of phoenix birds just looked outside while spinning in the air, without any intention of breaking through this space.

One circle, two circles, three circles, although each circle of phoenix birds will look at the view outside, they eventually return to the surrounding sycamore trees and wait for the appearance of blood food.

It was at that time that the old emperor understood why the weak human race could eventually regain control of Xihe.

It’s not because of learning ability, reproduction ability, nor is it because of some wisdom.

It’s just because the human race has a strong curiosity and can suppress its instincts. The most important thing is that the human race will never be satisfied.

No matter how ferocious monsters are, they will give them a stable habitat, stable food, and suitable reproductive climate, so they will no longer require more.

But people are different. People are the only animal that will be driven crazy by a boring life that repeats itself.

What most people want is something they don’t have. This is the biggest shortcoming of the human race and the biggest advantage of the human race.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that the human race will never be satisfied, from imitating the method of using spiritual energy in the first place to truly embracing the path that belongs to the human race itself.
To be continued...