Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

"Qiu Ming boy, I haven't seen you for a while, why do you look more and more like your father, what are you always doing with a straight face?"

The person who came was a man, tall, with a straight and handsome face, with slightly curly hair and untied hair. He wore a crown of gold wings and feathers on his forehead, and a jade belt in a Chinese dress. His clothes were torn a little, revealing his strong wheat-colored chest.

He didn't wear boots on his feet, but was lazily wearing a pair of Xie Gong clogs. Under his thick black eyebrows, a pair of dark golden eyes opened to look at Qiu Ming, and he had a rather wild and unruly posture.

"It's just a coincidence that I haven't seen your father for a while since your kid started busying himself in the fairy world." The man's bearing is extraordinary, but at this time he is lazily holding his hand, blocking the entrance of the fairy world, as if Said with a smile.

Qiu Ming's complexion remained unchanged, a pair of dark eyes looked at the person who came, and the answer was also cold and indifferent: "The god is joking, the six worlds know that my father loves purity, he has always lived in seclusion, and does not often walk in the world, you two are naturally not destined See you."

Don't make it sound like the two of you can see each other often when your father is around!

He raised his eyes slightly again, looked at the man, and asked back: "Father has only been in retreat recently. On the contrary, you, the god, are not guarding the overall situation in the chaotic world. Why do you have time to visit my fairy world today?"

It turned out that the man standing in front of him was the Chaos God Lord who ruled the Chaos Realm.

The Chaos Realm is similar to the Underworld Realm, both of which are one of the six realms, and existed long before the appearance of the Upper Immortal Realm, the Ancient Demon Realm, and the Demon God Realm.

But the two are quite different.

The underworld is a living being bred in a dead silence, and its people have always been rare. Although most of the underworld are born with extraordinary talents to control souls, all of them are as rare as pandas.

And besides being rare in number, the Mingzu people also have a well-known stink problem-homesteading!

Among the six worlds, only the underworld is the most hidden, and even the sunlight shining here is just the afterglow, and the people living in the Ming clan in it are all housekeepers, elegant and indifferent, self-cultivating, full of self-cultivation. These literary and artistic pretentious young people.

Over the years, among these Wenqing diseases, Ming Jiuyuan, who is savage and beats up whoever is caught, has emerged out of these Wenqing diseases. It is simply a genetic mutation in the underworld.

Contrary to the realm of the underworld, the realm of chaos has been a treasure land of geomantic omen since the beginning of the world. The creatures born from the realm of chaos not only have all kinds of natural talents and supernatural powers, but also have a prosperous race, and the number is almost comparable to that of the mortal realm. life analogy.

Naturally superior to ordinary people's divine power, and prosperous, and in ancient times, the chaos world can almost be said to be the overlord of the world, and the character of the chaos family is even more straightforward and domineering, and they call themselves gods.

At that time, there was no cultivation method in the mortal world, so mortals in ancient times often came into contact with these Chaos people, and were often bullied and frightened by them. After a long time, many countries really began to enshrine these so-called "gods" , for shelter.

That period of time was the most glorious time for the Chaos Clan.

But the good times didn't last long. Later, those mortals in the mortal world suddenly learned to practice, and appeared one after another in the upper immortal world, the ancient demon world, and the demon god world. Suddenly, the whole world changed from the three worlds to the six worlds.

Moreover, the appearance of the immortals soon replaced the status of the gods in the chaotic world and became the new belief of mortals.

Gone are the good old days of the Chaos Gods.

For those immortals who replaced them, the Chaos family was also very angry. Even when Taixu Immortal Venerable was in harmony with the Dao thousands of years ago, he thought about uniting the demon world and the demon world to attack the immortal world.

It's just that when the Chaos Realm was about to lead troops to set off, Yang Xu, the son of the god at that time, actually assassinated his biological father at this critical moment, overthrew his rule and became the new generation of Chaos God.

The Chaos Realm has always been the most powerful, and it did not shy away from Yang Xu, who killed his father with his own hands, directly acknowledging his position as a god, and then he followed his orders to retreat, without infringing on any plant or tree in the Immortal Realm.

It was precisely because of Yang Xu's decision that the Chaos Realm was prevented from being hit hard by Qiu Chenzhi just like the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm.

As for the Upper Immortal Realm, he also remembered that the new deity did not take advantage of the fire, and had always treated him friendly, and did not reject the deity's visit to the immortal world from time to time.

Because of this, no matter how impatient Qiu Ming was with the god Yang Xu at this time, he couldn't just open his mouth to drive him away.

"It would be an unlucky coincidence if the god came to visit my father. Father has been in retreat these days and cannot come to receive you in person." He looked at Yang Xu and said tactfully.

However, the Chaos clan has always been thick-skinned, and Yang Xu is the best among them. He understands the meaning of the master's chasing guests, but he doesn't care at all. With his dignified body, he has always maintained the posture of a farmer, smiling looked at Qiu Ming.

He said: "You child, you are really becoming less and less cute, but you want to drive people away after saying a few words. Anyway, I am also of the same generation as your father. When I was young, I often played together. There was trouble."

He looked at Qiu Ming who had been keeping a straight face, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed: "But having said that, you really deserve to be Qiu Chenzhi's raised baby, and now your appearance and demeanor are more and more like him. ...It's a pity that he doesn't look like him."

Qiu Ming: "..."

Being poked at the sore spot, his face turned black instantly.

But Yang Xu didn't seem to know it, and he just said to himself: "I think back then, I bet with your adoptive father by the Styx River to see who could dive into the bottom of the Styx River and catch the Wraith Stone first. Just stand by the river and watch us being silly."

"At that time, I spent a lot of effort to find the Wraith Stone at the bottom of the dark river. I just wanted to take it up to show your father to take a look at that kid Ming Jiuyuan, but I didn't expect That kid actually fished you up in the end."

"I didn't expect that your father, as an immortal, has always been cold and indifferent, and finally agreed to adopt you like this."

He shook his head, and said with some regret: "You said that if I swam a little bit at the bottom of the water and didn't go to fish for some ghost stones, but just went to fish for you, maybe you would be my son now."

"If it were me and your father raising the child together, I would definitely not be as irresponsible as Ming Jiuyuan, always throwing the child away and then running to drink..."

"My lord!" Qiu Ming finally couldn't listen anymore, and sipped softly.

There was a hint of anger in his voice, he interrupted Yang Xu's rambling, and said in a deep voice: "I hope the gods will be careful with their words, and don't slander the elders in front of others."

Not to mention wishful thinking casually, but also to look forward to what he wants to have with his father.

Yang Xu looked at his livid face, and acted surprised: "I'm sorry, Qiuming boy, I just express my feelings."

"Seeing that these two former friends of mine have not seen each other for 700 years, then Ming Jiuyuan, as your adoptive father, doesn't care about you, so he just said what he said..."

Qiu Ming seemed to have suddenly realized his purpose, calmed down immediately, and his face returned to indifference: "Ming Zun is the master of the underworld, and naturally he is also busy with various affairs, so I can't spare time to visit, I naturally forgive."

Yang Xu blinked, spread his hands helplessly, and said, "Well, since even you speak up for him like this... I, an outsider, have no right to criticize endlessly."

He hesitated for a moment, and then he really looked like an elder who cared about the younger generation, and asked with concern: "Anyway, you are his adopted son, and the father and son have not contacted each other for 700 years. Some have passed."

Listening to the repeated probing in his words, Qiu Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and he became more calm, and replied in a cold voice: "Father and adoptive father are estranged from each other, and they haven't seen each other for 700 years. I was raised under my father's knee. Of course, there will be no chance to get along with foster father again."

Listening to his answer, Yang Xu no longer had a mean smile on his face, instead he looked at him for a while, wondering what he was thinking with his lowered eyes, and after a long while, he finally grinned.

"I haven't spoken for 700 years, but Ming Jiuyuan can't bear it, it's cruel enough!"

While talking, he turned around again, walked towards the entrance of the Immortal Realm to the God Realm, turned his back to Qiu Ming and waved at him: "Okay, I was just talking to my old friend from the past. , but since your father is retreating, I will go back."

Listening to his homely conversation, Qiu Ming finally heaved a sigh of relief quietly, and saluted Yang Xu slightly: "Respectfully send the god off."

But at the moment when he was about to step out of the fairy world, Yang Xu suddenly turned his head and smiled at him: "Speaking of which, I always thought that your name is not very good. If you change the word 'Qiu Ming' to' Qiuyang', that sounds much better!"

"you……"

Unexpectedly, this person was about to leave, and he still didn't forget to take advantage of his mouth, Qiu Ming's complexion turned livid.

But before he opened his mouth to speak, Yang Xu over there had already laughed out loud, turned around and disappeared into the reckless communication room.

Looking at the back of the God Venerable who had disappeared, Qiu Ming also gradually fell silent, the sullen look on his face slowly dissipated, and he returned to his expressionless face again, and turned to leave as well.

Finally, he no longer felt the prying eyes behind him.

but……

His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help quickening his pace.

But the god who came this time must have noticed something, and I don't know how many forces will be involved in this incident, but this god Yang Xu must be one of them.

He couldn't let these people discover his father's whereabouts, so he had to find some way...to contact his adoptive father.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ming couldn't help sighing, and his footsteps became heavier and heavier.

Let's hope nothing gets out of hand.

……

Yang Xu crossed his arms, and countless dusty dust flashed by his side in an instant, and the wooden clogs on his feet stepped on the land of the Chaos Realm in an instant.

Everything in the Chaos Realm is as usual, and the air is still filled with a familiar smell of metal and blood.

Yang Xu, who was still smiling in front of Qiu Ming just now, suddenly darkened his face the moment he stepped into the Chaos Realm, and walked slowly towards his confidant subordinates who greeted him.

The subordinates greeted him quietly, and said in a low voice, "What do you gain from this trip, Your Majesty?"

A trace of malice flashed in Yang Xu's dark golden pupils, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He said: "Qiu Chenzhi has taught a good son. I have been talking for a long time, but the little fox answered perfectly, just refused to reveal any useful information."

The subordinate bent down and said respectfully: "This subordinate has also sent people to quietly watch the movements of the fairy world, and has not found any connection between Qiuming Xianjun and the underworld, let alone any signs of him descending to the earth without permission."

"No connection with the underworld?" Yang Xu couldn't help laughing heavily when he heard this, and caressed his right arm with his palm.

His arm was almost cut off by Ming Jiuyuan's sword, and the evil spirit on the wound could not be dispelled, and it has not healed until now, reminding him of the shame that cannot fade away.

If Ming Jiuyuan really stopped paying attention to the movement in the fairy world, why did he come here at that critical moment, almost interrupting all his plans with a sword, and almost killed him?

Ming Jiuyuan left him an incomparable shame thousands of years ago, and after a thousand years, he gave him another shame.

To make matters worse, Qiu Chenzhi will never, never... stand by his side.

Yang Xu's gilt eyes darkened again, filled with endless haze.

May the wound he left to Ming Jiuyuan never heal, and the same pain will always be imposed on him.

He remembered that when they met just now, when he grew up, Qiu Ming had black hair and white skin, and that temperament was more and more similar to Ming Jiuyuan, but he still had the surname of Qiu Chenzhi, and the corners of Yang Xu's mouth couldn't help twitching All of a sudden, another gloom hit his heart.

"Qiu Ming?" He muttered softly: "Qiu Chenzhi, Ming Jiuyuan..."

Autumn, Ming.

The combination of these two words will make him feel sick from the bottom of his heart just by saying it lightly.

Every dark-haired and white-skinned Haddock in this world made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Slowly letting out a breath, Yang Xu restrained his malice again, and asked his subordinates: "I asked you to collect the dust-free wood again, how is the collection going now?"

The subordinate shook his head guiltily, and apologized: "Forgive me for your incompetence. The dust-free wood is rare in the world, rare in ten thousand years, and only grows in the martyr's cemetery deep in the chaotic world. It is really hard to find."

"The piece of dust-free wood I found last time is already the last piece in the Chaos Realm. It has been made into a coffin according to your requirements and handed over to the Lord, but I can't find another piece in a short time."

Thinking of the dust-free wood that can seal off all spiritual breaths and most restrain pure spirits, Yang Xu couldn't help lowering his eyes, pondered for a while, and suddenly asked: "Cultivate a dust-free tree again?" , at least how long will it take?"

The subordinate cautiously raised his eyes to look at him, and said, "Under normal circumstances, it takes a thousand years for a dust-free branch to germinate, and it takes ten thousand years for a tree to be formed..."

Yang Xu's face turned cold.

The subordinate was taken aback, and immediately lowered his head and added: "If it is watered with the blood of living beings every day, the dust-free branches will germinate and form within a hundred years!"

Yang Xu still had a gloomy face and said, "No, the time is still too long."

He needs to obtain dust-free wood again in the shortest possible time and make a new coffin.

One mouthful... could even seal the coffin of the master of a world's consciousness.

Sensing the coldness in his superior's words, his confidants trembled again, finally gritted his teeth fiercely, and said in a trembling voice: "If you take the heart and soul of a newborn child, no less than a hundred people a day, will Drops of blood dripped on the bud tips of the dustless wood..."

"Then take out the Wraith Stone from the bottom of the Styx River, collect the grievances of countless evil spirits and ghosts, and bury it in the soil at the root of Wuchenmu, so that the growth of Wuchenmu can be promoted faster, so that it can grow within ten years. Mature."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at his lord's face again, and hastily added: "If the child collects more heart and soul, and the more evil spirit contained in the Wraith Stone, the faster the Wuchen Wood will mature."

Hearing this, Yang Xu finally smiled with satisfaction, and actually took out a mouthful of black and shiny stones from his pocket.

He was playing with the stone in his hand, and an imperceptible look of nostalgia flashed in his eyes: "I thought that the stone I fished out could only be kept as a thought, but I didn't expect it to be useful now."

The sighs and nostalgia were just fleeting, and he quickly recovered the darkness in his eyes, casually threw the Wraith Stone, which was once regarded as a treasure, into the arms of his subordinates, and said indifferently: "Take it and collect it. Resentment, I will arrange it for you after my heart and soul."

Holding the precious Wraith Stone, the subordinate cautiously replied: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Cultivating Wuchenmu requires at least hundreds of children a day, tens of thousands of newborn children a year, and Wuchenmu needs at least a few years to mature. That is the hard work of hundreds of thousands of children...

This number is so large that even the subordinates dare not imagine it, let alone where their lord is going to find so many children.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to hide one thing, and said in a weak voice: "Your Majesty, this will naturally give birth to Wuchenmu quickly, but after Wuchenmu has been stained with so much blood and resentment, its own It will also become dirty."

After hearing this, Yang Xu frowned: "Will it affect the effect of making the coffin seal?"

The subordinate quickly shook his head: "No, the seal will be strengthened instead, but compared with the original dust-free wood, the filthy dust-free wood will do too much harm to the person in the coffin when it is sealed, and it will not only seal the five senses of the person Consciousness, and may even damage people's mind and soul..."

He watched the increasingly embarrassing expression on his lord's face, and his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared quietly.

"It will hurt his sanity..." But Yang Xu was muttering these words, and finally a creepy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He remembered the eyes of the man in the coffin that would never fall on him.

"Wouldn't that be better?"

he laughed.