Since coming to this Spiritual Void Realm, he has met many people who speak a little out of tune, but who are very reliable in doing things, Qin Feng feels that this kind of bastard who doesn't know anything about his mouth has a bit of a relationship with him.

The four old madmen of the Tianyan Sect and the little loaches that fell into a deep sleep all made Qin Feng feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy, but he was too serious, Qin Feng felt a little alienated, which was probably a matter of personal likes and dislikes.

"Ben God, are you Yan Chenghuang's miscellaneous little follower, this dead ghost has a lot of minions?"

"Yan Chenghuang, dead ghost, you mean Yan Shun, that dog thief is dead?"

After hearing this, the voice suddenly fell a little silent, but a moment later, a miserable laugh suddenly returned (dàng) to Qin Feng's ears.

"This old thief has been thinking about the source left and right, not only wanting to take the gift of the divine court, but also wanting to hook up with the demon (diàn), now he is well cleaned up by a little demon, it is really laughing old man!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he heard a "click" cracking sound from the branches, and the voice suddenly became impatient

"Your uncle hurriedly collected the demon fire, the old man can't withstand such a big demon fire with this wisp of divine thought, and he will die. ”

"Cut, if Ben Hou understands correctly, old guy, you are already dead, this wisp of divine thought just relied on the secret method and did not dissipate, anyway, you can't survive, are you still afraid of death?"

Qin Feng fought with the few Void Demon Fires, and increased his efforts again, purely to tease this old guy.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, they all say that God cultivates a thought, as long as the old man's natal divine thought continues to be extinguished, if there is a coincidence, maybe it will really come back to life, so let's hurry up and collect the demon fire, right?"

"You said you would accept it, you swallowed so many demon fires in vain, how can you just forget it?"

Although Qin Feng felt that this wisp of divine thought was a little interesting, he also felt sorry for the little demon fire that he had worked so hard to accumulate, and in the spirit of not losing money in trading, he was determined to try if this guy who claimed to be a god could bring him some surprise.

"I said Uncle Monkey, you are pitiful and poor old man has tried his best to hide for decades, although the gods and demons are rivals, but after all, you and I don't have the hatred of killing our fathers and taking our wives, let's discuss it well?"

"You really don't think Ben Hou has a heart, if you don't take out some genuine treasures, Ben Hou won't stop. ”

"Baby, this nurturing wood (shēn) is a baby, Yan Shun that guy is blind and treats this thing as an ornament, if it weren't for these broken branches, the old man would have been cleaned up by Yan Shun along with those old things. ”

Hearing that the old thing finally began to soften, Qin Feng smiled slightly and made a move to withdraw from the demon fire. But with a slight wave of the tiger's claw, he summoned the only magic weapon, the Qingluo Bead, from the Qiankun bracelet.

"Don't fool yourself, or you'll be responsible for the consequences. ”

As Qin Feng put away the flames, the branch that was about to shatter gradually stabilized, gradually shrinking to its original appearance.

"This Nian Cultivation Wood may be useless to your demon clan, but it is an absolute treasure for Divine Cultivation, as long as a wisp of Divine Thoughts is sealed in it, it can be kept alive for ten thousand years. ”

Qin Feng quietly tapped the broken branch with his tiger claws, and asked a little suspiciously

"Is it so evil? It will not be extinguished for thousands of years, why is it so unbelievable?"

"Alas! It's terrible to have no culture, your demon clan is losing less reading, everything (qíng) can't rely on brute force, you have to use your brain more in everything, your brain is a good thing, you can't just grow it but you won't use it, then it's a waste. ”

"I'll go, you old thing scolds people without swearing, Lao Tzu will use brute force today, you have the ability to use your brain, see if you can avoid this beating?"

"Don't fight, don't fight, the old man hasn't chatted with anyone for many years, is it a joke to be so excited?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I've been fighting for a long time, I don't know who you are, hurry up and report your life?"

Qin Feng pretended to be a little impatient and scolded

"It's okay to sign up, but can the old man have a little question?"

"There is something to say quickly, there is (pì) to put it quickly"

"The demon clan is rude, it's really insulting. The god muttered softly, then asked with a light cough

"Are you a tiger demon or a monkey demon, the old man is very puzzled?"

"Get out of your uncle, Ben Hou is a person, a real person, Ben Hou was once a marquis in the world, I want to be back then~~"

Qin Fengmei just wanted to show off, but after thinking about it, it seemed that something was wrong

"You old ghost, you almost took Ben Hou astray, why should I tell you this?"

"Terran? impossible, I don't believe you even if you kill the god like this!"

"Then I'll kill you first, whether your uncle believes it or not, it's really (pì) a lot of bad words. ”

Qin Feng amused this shapeless old guy, and gently moved the green spirit bead to fight

"You also say that you are a human race, look at this recuperation, this quality, it's just barbaric and rude, you don't even know how to respect the old (ài) young, are you embarrassed to bully me a hundred-year-old god?"

"Lao Tzu bullied me today, what's wrong?"

Qin Feng was really an idle egg, so he was so energetic with this wisp of divine thought. Maybe it's a person's time is too boring, and some of them miss fighting with Huang Yuan or the little loach (rì), and they have a lot of fun.

The bored big cat is looking at a broken branch with an even more boring divine thought, one is poor and helpless and has nothing to do, and the other is a sore egg that has been sleeping for decades and wakes up with idle eggs, so he is playing in this broken temple.

And these two are not human goods at the moment, and they are shamelessly selling, one is more shameless than the other, and at this moment, it seems that these two goods are concerned, and the "face" thing seems to be really useless.

Finally, after the two of them corrected (qíng), the divine thought of the broken branch inner habitat (shēn) was finally about to show its killer feature.

"Gotta have it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you little demon, this god doesn't change his name or surname, it's the stove king of Tu Mocheng, Longsu. Although this god is soft-spoken in the divine court, if it is about using fire, it is a good hand, and the ancestors of this god have inherited a lot of secret methods~~"

After hearing the divine recitation report his name, Qin Feng was slightly shocked. Before he came, he knew from Xiao Loach about the division of the divine rank in the Divine Court.

The lowest-level god of the Divine Court is the Little Divine Officer of the Five Elements, who is in charge of the common miscellaneous things of water and soil.

The so-called five elements of the little priests are Chenghuang, Liang Weng, Jing Po, Stove King and Di Gong, among which Chenghuang is the first to belong to the gold position, and most of them have gold (shēn) to enjoy perennial incense.

Liang Weng in the wooden position, Jing Po in the water level, Stove King in the fire position, and Di Gong in the earth position were half a rank higher than them in terms of incense offerings and shēn treatment, although they were of the same rank as the Chenghuang according to the rank of the divine court.

Among them, most of the stove princes are in charge of the lights, and they also call themselves the fire gods of a city.

And the official position system of the Divine Court is a bit complicated, and there is a taste of nepotism in the world, but it is not that the higher the god, the stronger the strength, and some small priests with low status actually stand far above many great priests.

It's just a pity that their own merits (shēn) are not enough, or they have offended some high-ranking great priests, so that they have not had the opportunity to advance to the god position for a long time.

"It's such a big deal, it turns out to be the fire god of this city, although you don't usually have a temple to worship, but you should also have your own place to practice, hiding in this broken branch, what's going on?"

In this year's cultivation, Qin Feng also figured it out, the so-called divine cultivation and immortal cultivation are completely different cultivation methods, but the two take different paths, and the divine court established by divine cultivation relying on the power of the world, makes them often regard themselves as orthodox.

Relatively speaking, the immortal cultivation sect on the mountain is like the worldly Jianghu sect, although it is also admired by the world, but there is still a big difference in the status of the monks.

After Qin Feng, the son of an official eunuch in the world, understood this truth, he didn't hate Yan Shun's despicable behavior so much.

Often, the battle in the officialdom is darker, and he does not play cards according to the road (tào) at all, although his father relied on military merit (shēn) to occupy a high position, but during this period, some flies and dogs were not without it, but it was much less than that of other officials.

"In the world, Ben Hou is used to seeing the deception of officialdom, since he has gone through the cultivation, why not stay away from the disputes in the temple and have a good time in the rivers and lakes?"

Qin Feng's whim idea (yīn) mismatched the little loach and fundamentally changed the trajectory of his life.

Thousands of years later, when he looks back on his decision, he may proudly praise himself for his wisdom and decisiveness, but in fact, it was purely a momentary amusement that allowed him to avoid many well-known crises involving the grievances of the world.

"I said little tiger monkey, do you want to abandon the demon path and follow the god to practice the way of God? Anyway, your cultivation is about to turn into a human form, and you are good at (cāo) arson, which is just similar to the practice of the god, and the god will pass on some more to you when the time comes~~"

"You can pull it, what kind of Shinto is cultivated with you, you are a little priest the size of a sesame mung bean, you can't even mix it up, and you still pull Ben Hou into the water, now Ben Hou is one of the best geniuses in Tianyan Sect, and the immortal road can be described as promising, don't fool Lao Tzu." ”

"Tianyan Sect? That is also called the sect? If the Xuanqi Sect is still a bit of a future, the Tianyan Sect has no future at all. As the saying goes, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a loss in front of you, you should think about it. ”

"You are indeed old, but you are not old or old, and you are not interested in getting involved in any Shinto, but you are interested in listening to you, why was you calculated by your colleague, that poor Yan Chenghuang?"

The Divine Mind of the Stove King was silent for a moment after hearing this, Qin Feng thought that he had said something sad, and just wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know that this old thing suddenly went crazy and scolded.

What Liang Weng, the old bastard, the old turtle grandson of the land, and the stinky old lady of Jing Po, all the trivial absurdities (qíng) were turned out by him, and finally the other three old things were not hearted and had no lungs.

In the end, it was concluded that it was not that Yan Shun's opponent was too terrible, but that his three teammates were too rubbish, and they were not afraid of god-like opponents, but pig-like teammates.

Listening to such chatter, Qin Fengyun's intuition in the fog was big, and he didn't sort out the sense (qíng) entanglement at all.

In general, it seems that four male gods pursue a goddess, and in the end, Yan Shun seems to have failed in the competition, and in a fit of anger, he cleaned up the stove king, Liang Weng, land, and Jing Po.

"His uncle, are there so few women in the divine court? I don't want to mix it up anymore, it's better to cultivate immortals, a lot of big girls and little daughters-in-law, or this environment is more suitable for the mighty and domineering handsome, hehe~~"

"Forget it, there is only a wisp of divine thought left, and you are still so dead to save face, Ben Hou doesn't care what you little priests have a dispute about, and finally let one of you kill the four of you, Ben Hou just wants to know what you use to repay Ben Hou's demon fire?"

As the so-called two skins of people's mouths are reasonable anyway, Qin Feng didn't bother to pay attention to these jealous and crazy guys, why did the rats move the knife in the nest, he still fancied the actual interests.