Inviting guests is really a topic worth tracing.

When Jiang Jinkong just came back, Feng Mushan couldn't wait to ask his most concerned questions:

"How long will the adults stay in this world this time?"

Jiang Jinkongman raised his gaze casually: "Well, count the time, it will be time for the Evil Emperor to appear in about three years. Let's help you get this power first before leaving."

Feng Mushan was overjoyed when he heard this: "Thank you! Thank you!" It turned out that lord not only wanted to help him get the power of the Evil Emperor, but would he stay here for three years? This is really great news!

Just as he was excitedly planning how to spend the past three years, Jiang Jinkong waved his hand lightly: "Don't be busy with thanks, I'm just kidding."

Feng Mushan was speechless and sighed inwardly that this adult's evil tastes had not changed at all.

"How have you understood the laws over the years?" Jiang Jinkong then asked again.

Feng Mushan suppressed the disappointment in his heart, and once again asked for credit, he replied excitedly: "I have understood the five original elemental laws and can be fully controlled." At the same time, he was also glad that for the past two thousand years he got up early and worked hard to practice-

"Only five kinds? I thought you would understand more." However, Jiang Jinkong casually denied his efforts.

"But... sir, you only left five kinds of things to me!" Feng Mushan defended urgently, with a look of grievance and innocence.

Jiang Jinkong laughed for a moment and nodded and replied, "Okay, my fault."

Raise your hand and pick up a piece of law in the space, spread the secret patterns flat, and solidify them in the air: "Then you can understand it now."

Even though he had already broken through to the realm of reincarnation, the original law was still far away for Fengmu Mountain. Therefore, he still admired the ability of the adult to transform the law. He immediately gave a bow, sat cross-legged in place, compared with the secret patterns of the law, and concentrated on understanding it.

In recent years, when he was studying the five-system elemental laws, he had tried to think about other laws and accumulated many insights. However, since he did not have the opportunity to directly view the original ocean, he never dared to let go of his practice, so he could only repeatedly consolidate the five-system laws.

Until today, he quickly understood his mistakes by matching his old ideas with secret lines. This is like when he was working on an exam paper, he studied a difficult question for a long time and finally saw the pleasure of referring to the answer. Such practice will be twice the result with half the effort.

Jiang Jinkong looked at his concentration in his practice, slowly raised his hand, and airflows surrounded the hall, twisting the original time and space, and accumulating in front of the throne opposite.

Feng Mushan also felt that the speed space around him had changed, but he ignored it. At this time, his whole body and mind were immersed in the understanding and absorption of the laws...

After a while.

Jiang Jinkong was leaning casually in front of the door frame, looking at the scenery outside. Fengmu Mountain had finished its practice and walked to him.

"Sir, I didn't let you wait too long, did you?"

Jiang Jinkong looked at the birds on the branches and said lightly: "It's okay, the bird stopped on the treetops just now, but it hasn't flew away yet."

Feng Mushan felt admiration again: "My sir's time acceleration space is indeed so powerful!"

Just now, he realized that he had been practicing for thousands of years before he fully understood the secret patterns of the laws. But in the outside world, it only took a short moment to seamlessly connect the speed space with the present world. Perhaps only adults have such ability.

Jiang Jinkong said casually: "Otherwise, will I have to wait for you for a thousand years if you practice for a thousand years?"

"Hey, now you have time, right?" He took his eyes off the treetops and his topic turned rapidly.

After Fengmushan agreed repeatedly, Jiang Jinkong turned around, his eyes showing cunning:

"Please treat me to a meal."

Feng Mushan was once very surprised at this request from the adults.

When they practice to their level, they can eat wind and dew, saving more time for their practice, but adults still like to eat according to three meals a day for mortals. He once asked a question, and the adults' answer was:

"There are so many delicious foods in the world, it's not a pity to fast? If you are lazy, then eat with me every day."

Although eating is not attractive to me, "eating with adults" is very attractive to him! Feng Mushan immediately agreed and suggested: "If adults want to, I will immediately go and ask the kitchen to prepare."

Jiang Jinkong's answer surprised him again: "Go out to eat. I haven't been shopping yet when I come back this time."

Feng Mushan continued to be shocked. He is now the dignified Lord of Jiuyou Palace, how could he go to those small restaurants of ordinary people? If he is recognized, isn’t this embarrassing? No, you must convince the adults to stay here to eat...

"Hey, don't be so unlucky, okay. Let's go."

Then he was convinced by the adults.

However, since he hadn't entered a small restaurant for two thousand years, and never thought that adults would make such a request, this led to - he didn't bring any money!

So, this first "consultation" ended in failure.

Later, the primary election was launched, and he and the adults kept eating in the hall. He thought that the adults had forgotten the small restaurant, but he didn't want to mention the old words again today.

Anyway, sooner or later, I will be convinced by the adults, so why not... just agree directly. Feng Mushan nodded in his fate. This time, he brought enough money specifically - although that money was enough to buy all the small restaurants in the world.

Stepping into the familiar restaurant again and waiting for the food to be served, Fengmushan suddenly felt a trance.

At the beginning, I was in a restaurant like this-

“My face can be changed at will.”

Jiang Jinkong said, touching his face casually, and an extremely familiar face appeared.

"Zhuo Yi!" Feng Mushan was shocked, and hatred suddenly surged in his heart.

Jiang Jinkong raised his hand again, returned to his original appearance, and looked at him with a smile.

"A moment just now, you seemed to have a murderous intention toward me?"

Feng Mushan even said he didn't dare, and he knew that his reaction just now was really disrespectful, "Just..."

"Enough." Jiang Jinkong interrupted and advised calmly: "I know that is your knot in your heart, let it go. I'm not saying that you think it has never happened, but just don't let it become a demonic obstacle that entangles you, because if there is a demonic obstacle, there will be weaknesses."

Feng Mushan understands the teachings of the great master. When spiritual practitioners pass through the tribulation, they are often confused by illusions. This illusion is often born from their inner demons. Some people cannot see through it. Even if their merits and fortune are involved, they will still be lost in the thunder tribulation and die.

When he broke through the Tongtian Realm, he had already realized the power of the inner demon. His family, sister, A Yuan, the enemies he had formed, and Zhi Ling, had all become evil obstacles to the chaos. But in his thunder tribulation, King Zhuo Yi was the one who had the longest remaining.

He used all his strength to hate King Zhuo Yi for more than 20 years, and his hatred for him had become a part of his life. This inner demon was once the biggest obstacle for him to break through to the Tongtian Realm.

The adults know everything. He must have seen through this point before he would persuade himself to let go of his hatred as soon as possible. Otherwise, when he breaks through the Nirvana realm in the future, it would probably be very dangerous...

"But it's not your fault." Jiang Jinkong looked down at the gaze below and suddenly became a little sad. "Every time I think of my adoptive father, my mood will inevitably be a little complicated."

Feng Mushan comforted her fearfully: "My lord has been working hard to atone for his sins, and your adoptive father will definitely be very pleased."

Jiang Jinkong seemed to be thinking, and Feng Mushan dared not speak casually anymore, so he could only accompany him silently.

In fact, he was not willing to listen to the rebellious father mentioned by the adults because it was a world where he could not participate in.

Every time he saw the adult sadly as his adoptive father, he would feel that he was an excluded person. But he did not dare to criticize him. On the surface, he could only answer with a humble attitude of "your adoptive father is my adoptive father." This feeling of jealousy and inability to express is really bad.

So later, he tried his best to get the power of the Evil Emperor, just to be able to truly stand by the adults, like his uncle Shi "Zhen Ye Zun" and his friend "Star Emperor Night Emperor", he was a person who was truly equal to him, not just a little pet with beautiful fur.

As for King Zhuo Yi, after he presided over the compilation of history books and prevented the other party from turning over forever, the resentment in his heart had been relieved a lot. Two thousand years have completely erased that unwillingness and grievance. He no longer cared about the enemy, he only cared about the adults and the great cause of obtaining the power of the Evil Emperor.

Not long ago, when he came out of seclusion, he sensed that the King Zhuo Yi, who was imprisoned by him in the black forest, had died four years ago.

His original purpose was to make the other party suffer eternal torture, but now he dies so cheaply. He thought he would be angry and would instruct the ghost world to reincarnate his soul so that he would never be reincarnated. But the fact is that his mood was actually very calm, as if the one who died was just an irrelevant person.

The news of the death of the former enemy family made him so indifferent, which also surprised him.

However, to be honest, with his current status, King Zhuo Yi is far from comparable to him.

Even if he hates it, he is not qualified.

Later, the Spider Queen also died, and died under the divine calamity.

Even though he knew it was impossible, he still wanted to overcome the divine tribulation with luck, which was ridiculous.

The death of Spider Queen also failed to cause any turmoil in his heart. He had already forgotten the Rules oracle, and after learning about it, he just laughed at it.

Two thousand years have made him let go of a lot of things. But only the respect for adults has never changed!

In front of me, plates of dishes of various dishes were served on the dining table amid the waiter's shouts.

In Fengmushan's heart, there are two types of food in the world, one is "food" and the other is "food given by adults". He will not touch the former, but he will not refuse the latter.

While sweeping the food on the plate like wind and clouds, Feng Mushan still wanted to seize the opportunity and say to the adults what he had been holding back for for two thousand years.

Regarding the evolution of this world, the newly rising geniuses, their daily lives and moods... He seems to have endless things to say in front of adults.

He has been the overlord of the world for thousands of years, and is above all else, and he does not need to show a perfunctory smile to anyone. Gradually, he has become accustomed to treating others coldly. In front of his subordinates, what he has always shown is the supreme majesty, which is daunting.

If someone saw him, he looked like a chatterbox now, he would definitely suspect that something was wrong with his eyes.

"I heard that you haven't gotten along well with Tianxiao Pavilion recently, right?" Jiang Jinkong asked lightly after finally coming to an end of his words.

Feng Mushan's heart tightened: "What did Yan Zhengting say?"

He knew that the Lord had also visited Tianxiao Pavilion later. Yan Zhengting had been dissatisfied with him for a long time, so how could he not take the opportunity to sue? Just over the years, the real evil behavior of Jiuyou Palace was enough for him to say it. What's more important is that he was afraid that it would be necessary to add fuel to the fire.

Seeing that Jiang Jinkong just smiled faintly, Feng Mushan became more and more panicked as he thought about it, and quickly explained: "Maybe because we were in seclusion for a long time and lacked communication, and some misunderstandings arose when we dealt with people below."

"For example, what happened to the mine vein last time..." Feng Mushan observed Jiang Jinkong's face, and made a cruel decision, proactively raised the evil things he could think of recently, and beautified in every way. He said it was a scattered moment, but Jiang Jinkong still refused to answer.

Feng Mushan was panicked and his mind was full of "You can't let Yan Zhengting say it alone". So he beautified all the things he had offended Tianxiao Pavilion and the world over the past thousand years and said it one by one. After confessing all the crimes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir... Yan Zhengting, what did he say?"

It was not until this time that Jiang Jinkong finally replied lightly: "Oh, actually he didn't say anything."

Feng Mushan was stunned, feeling that all his "confessions" just now were like strings of slaps, slapped them down on the head and face...

...

"You said that Jiuyou Palace has always regarded people as the most, right?" Jiang Jinkong stared at the wine glass on the table, picked up ice cubes from the plate, played with it for a while, and silently threw it into the cup.

In order to regain the previous influence, Feng Mushan quickly responded: "Yes, my people are outside and never oppress the people. They always put themselves in their shoes to do practical things and good things for the people, so they are also loved by the people."

Jiang Jinkong could not see the joy and anger in his eyes, and he said lightly: "That's good." As he spoke, he picked up the ice again and threw it into the shaking wine.
To be continued...