The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 601: Visit of Demon Soul Sect

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The morning sun, like layers of veil, slowly draped over a small shabby courtyard.

A stalwart body, like a wooden stake, stood upright in this place, motionless. Only his shadow, as the sun changes, keeps getting longer and shorter.

For seven days, for seven days in a row, this person has been here forever, silent and motionless. Whenever everyone around is about to go to work, when they walk past him, they are all gasped by his strong pressure. However, he was angry, but he could only endure it, and tremblingly shuttled between this earthen house.

Suddenly, a brisk little tune sounded, and a wretched little old man, who didn't know what tune was humming, came back here leisurely from the outside.

The ears moved slightly, the man's eyelids twitched, he turned around and looked over, shouting: "Old man...Uh, Mr. Yuan, you are finally back!"

The man was about to curse, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, changed his name, and became respectful.

Old Yuan looked at him, he was startled, and then he showed another flattering smile, and walked to the person in three steps in two steps, jokingly said: "Hehehe...Master Guihu, you are looking for What's the command of the young man?"

"This..."

The brows couldn't help but tremble, and Guihu looked at the old man deeply, but didn't know how to speak. Although Zhuo Fankui and others say he is not simple, how does he think, how does he think that this is an ordinary old man in the market, flattering up and down, no different from other little people, let him be the best in the inner door? Guihu, bowed to him for advice, but he couldn't do it anyway.

However, when he thought of Zhuo Fan's words, even his great butler respected the old guy, and he was relieved. With Zhuo Fan's strength and achievements, he can put down his figure and ask this old man for advice. What kind of thing is he ghost tiger!

Thinking about this, Guihu groaned a little, and finally hesitated: "Yuan...Old Yuan, butler Zhuo asked me to ask you how to cultivate the heart, I hope you can give me some advice!"

When he said this, Guihu's face flushed, as if he was asking a three-year-old doll how to pronounce this word, not to mention embarrassing.

But when Old Yuan heard this, he raised his brows and turned his eyes to the left and right, nodded with a chuckle, and praised: "Ha ha ha... Not bad, with your temperament, you can actually put down your body to find It’s really commendable for the old man to ask for advice. With this alone, you have made a lot of progress recently. It seems that after staying under Zhuo Fan for a while, you have also benefited a lot!"

Hey, why did this old man's temperament suddenly change?

Can't help being taken aback, Guihu glanced at Yuan Lao deeply, but couldn't help being stunned. Because at this time, Old Yuan did not have the insignificant temperament of that little person, but an unfathomable Hong Yuan, unable to see his head at a glance.

His eyes are also deep and terrifying, and Guihu just glanced at it, and he felt like he was about to be sucked in, completely sinking!

Who is this old man sacred? Why are some monsters hidden in this handyman's room!

The pupils couldn't help but shrink fiercely, and Guihu felt terrified. Because he had already felt it personally, Yuan Lao's aura like a towering mountain far surpassed the worship of all the elders of the Zongmen, even his master's grand elder and the stone worship, it is extremely difficult to match!

"Hehehe...Ghost Tiger, come with me, I will teach you what the Tao is!" Glancing at him lightly, Yuan Lao chuckles unconsciously, and then turns and walks into the depths of the handyman's room. .

Seeing Guihu, he didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly followed.

In a short while, Yuan Lao stopped in front of a small mound, which was an ant nest, and swarms of ants were busy carrying food.

Old Yuan looked down, pointed at them and said: "These ant-like things, you want to kill them, **** them?"

Can't help but take a moment, Guihu is inexplicable, looking at the small things on the soles of his feet, his face is confused: "These things can be killed with one foot, how can they be killed?"

"Hehehe...yes, these little things can indeed be trampled to death with one foot. Try it!" The beard shook slightly, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Lao's mouth.

Guihu frowned deeply, not knowing why, but according to his words, he touched and stepped on it. When he lifted his foot, dozens of ants had been crushed to death under his feet, but a few ants crawled out of the cracks and continued to panic and ran back into the hole.

He smiled and shook his head. Yuan Lao said nonchalantly: "Did you see it, there are fish that slip through the net. This is like your current strength, strong but not condensed, and the hollow in the middle is so big! Even if the same is a divine photo? The gap can be very different. You used to dominate the inner door, not because you are very strong, but because there is no real strong here. When you arrive at the Ssangyong Meeting, the people there, but Everyone is a master of mind, especially those in the middle and upper three sects. They are even more difficult to mess with. Then you will know the gap between you and them!"

The pupils of the eyes couldn't help but condensed, and Guihu felt shocked, and hurriedly looked at Yuan Lao for advice: "Then...what should I do?"

"It's still a truth, **** these ants!"

The corner of his mouth turned slightly, Yuan Lao slowly leaned over, pinched an ant in his hand, and said faintly: "You just kicked at will, just because you regard these ants as grass and mustards. But if you are hungry in your belly, , Can only these ants wrap their stomachs?"

"Uh...but Old Yuan, I am a Shen Zhaojing, so this kind of problem won't happen..." After blinking in doubt, the ghost tiger scratched his head, and the urn sounded in air.

Unconsciously smiled and shook his head, Yuan Lao sighed and said, "It really is Elm's head, not very savvy. The old man is just an analogy, or, when you were young, you felt hungry. At that moment, how would you deal with these ants?"

His eyes were slightly vacant, and Guihu stared at these little things scurrying on the ground, a sudden desire arose in his heart, and his eyes became redder.

"Yes, that's it. Don't let them go. Eat them all, or you will starve to death!" Nodded in satisfaction, Yuan Lao suddenly condensed his eyes, and a strong murderous aura suddenly shot out. , Guihu couldn't help but shook his body suddenly, his whole body was completely cold, his hands and feet trembled, and he was actually frightened to such a situation.

Next, he looked at Yuan Lao with astonishment, stuffed the ant into his mouth, chewed it slightly, and swallowed it.

It's just that the strong killing intent that seemed to be turned into substance still made his heart tremble. The doubts in my heart arise again, who is this old man!

Slowly touching his beard, Yuan Lao turned his head to look at him, and chuckled out: "Did you see it, the lion fights the rabbit, hit it with all its strength, it's because it's hungry. Killing, there should always be killings? Where it must kill, if you can’t find it, this is unnecessary killing, and its power is naturally dissipated. Heaven is ruthless, and it ignores life; but heaven is also affectionate, and it faces life. So there are two ways of righteous and evil, righteousness in the world. Life, Yang Qi will last; the devil kills and destroys the world. But killing has to do something for life to make sense."

"Otherwise, if you fall into the realm of indiscriminate killing, you will fall into the magical realm and be controlled by the magical, not the realm! In the past, when you killed the disciple of the door, when did you really use your power? In the long run, you will no longer know what your true strength is! This, you look at Zhuo Fan, although he is also ruthless, but which time is not necessarily Kill to kill?"

The body trembled slightly, Guihu looked solemn, and stared at the serious little old man respectfully, as if a disciple was listening to the reprimand of a sect elder.

"Okay, you go back, just as Zhuo Fan taught you, doing some handyman should do, will help you to cultivate your mood. Young and frivolous, arrogant and exuding, who has never experienced it, Not to mention you disciples of geniuses. But the world is difficult and dangerous, and thorns are thorny, and sometimes it is necessary to learn to constrain before you can get things done. When you are as comfortable as Zhuo Fan, your mood will naturally become small. This is for you in the future. The cultivation base is also of great benefit!" Yuan Lao faintly said with a wave of his hand slowly.

Worshiping deeply again, Guihu stepped back respectfully, turned and left.

But at the moment his figure disappeared, a clear applause resounded behind Yuan Lao.

Papa...

"Hahaha... Mr. Yuan is Mr. Yuan, what he said and did is deafening! Demon way, devil way, return from the devil, this is the first time I have heard of it, I have to go back and take a lot of parameters!"

The beard trembled slightly, Yuan Lao slowly turned around, but saw Zhuo Fan walking towards him with a smile on his face, and shook his head with a smile: "Oh, steward Zhuo, don't make fun of the little old man. Now, at this point, you are powerful!"

"Where, old Yuan is polite, I also really want to talk to you Lao Bingzhuye. The ghost tiger has been waiting for you for seven days, and I have been waiting for you for seven days!"

"Unfortunately, you have been waiting for these seven days for nothing, and you have to leave quickly!" Unable to laugh, Yuan Lao shook his head helplessly.

The brow raised unexpectedly, and Zhuo Fan didn't know what he meant: "What's the explanation for this?"

"I have to ask you, I don't know when you got into the Demon Soul Sect. Now someone has come to you, and I want to see you by name!" Reluctantly shrugging his shoulders, Yuan Lao couldn't help but chuckle.

The pupils of his eyes condensed slightly, and Zhuo Fan opened his mouth and said: "Sanshao Han?"

"Well, he is here too, but there is one person to accompany him. His second elder brother and the second youngest are the hardest things to do this time. Now he is challenging the elite masters one after another. But for you, it shouldn't be a problem!" Yuan Lao nodded faintly, and said leisurely.

Zhuo Fan pondered a little, and said quietly: "Did he move the people in my handy house?"

"Cut, why did people run into your handy room to make trouble? However, the lord deliberately asked the people in the handy room to clean the competition room. Originally, you were named, but when you were not there, it was Qi Changlong and the former elites. The disciple is gone!"

Reluctantly rolling his eyes, Zhuo Fan groaned unconsciously, and walked toward the inner door, while walking, cursing: "This Xie Wuyue is forcing me to take action. People come to the elite door to find someone. You must be miscellaneous. Why do you pull in the ward?"

"No way, whoever makes him the sect master, you have to take care of the face of Quanzong, you are just the master of the handyman's room, so naturally don't worry about this!" Unconsciously laughed, Old Yuan twisted his beard lightly and shook his head... …