In the capital, after two hours of high-speed flight by the plane, Wu Shuming wiped the sweat droplets that gathered like a stream on his forehead, and used his last perseverance to land the plane smoothly.

"Sister Xiaoyue, are we in the capital?" Looking at the bustling streets around him, Xing Xing asked Leng Aoyue next to him.

When she was on the plane just now, under some careful hospitality, Leng Aoyue was temporarily a little more familiar with the harmless little demon king in front of her.

"Well, Xingxing, don't run around, follow my sister, there is a car to pick us up!" In the face of Xingxing's inquiry, Leng Aoyue's voice can be described as gentle as it is, without the arrogance of the dragon protector on weekdays, let alone the coldness of performing tasks, the corners of the whole person's mouth have been twitching, not laughing, but a force that is like nothing is entrenched around her neck, allowing her to maintain.

"Then Xingxing, let's go!" Duan Yun glanced at Leng Aoyue slightly, for this kind of woman, he would not let Xingxing mix with them, otherwise there would be too many troublesome things.

For Xingxing, Duan Yun only likes to be able to give her a truly happy childhood and make up for his lack of companionship over the years.

"Uh-huh!" Xing Xing looked at the bustling scenery around him with some curiosity, and then under the leadership of Sister Xiaoyue, he got into a car with a red flag.

The car has the blessing of the power of the red flag, and all kinds of cars along the way, whether they are expensive or low, have avoided them, and the speed is even more slow, lest it be too fast to provoke the owner of the red flag car to be unhappy.

The child Xingxing didn't know what was going on at all, he only saw the cars around him that were avoiding him, and he laughed a little excitedly for a while.

"Brake~"

With a sound of brakes, we finally arrived at our destination this time.

What catches the eyes of the stars is an ancient courtyard house, with a bit of strong cultural atmosphere, inheriting the history of the entire Xia Kingdom for 5,000 years, making people look at it from afar outside the door, and the soul seems to have an inexplicable baptism.

Duan Yun held Xingxing's little hand, and his usually cynical eyes finally changed a little at this moment, becoming a little complicated.

The person in it, who controls a big country and a small half of the world, is the pinnacle of power and the supreme of Hongchen.

For such a person, the fate of countless people is in his hands between the flipping of his fingertips, and the words under the conversation determine all sentient beings.

Such a person, although only a mortal, is feared even by a monk.

In the past, he could be regarded as having some friendship with the one inside, when he was devoured by demonic energy, the old man inside once enlightened him, those eyes full of wisdom seemed to contain mountains and rivers, even if the other party was not a real cultivator, but to Duan Yun, the other party's perception of the Heavenly Dao was definitely not inferior to his own.

Now this trip can be regarded as a reciprocal love!

"Life and death are fateful, helping you continue your life today is considered the grace of the year!" Duan Yun took a slight breath, the expression on his face was a little dignified, and he stepped into this ancient courtyard.

Although the ancient courtyard is very empty, as long as you look closely, you can find that there are many elaborate deployments inside, and there are countless neatly dressed soldiers patrolling and supervising it.

But all these mortal deployments were like paper paste under Duan Yun's divine eyes, and soon, Duan Yun did not rely on anyone's guidance, and took his daughter to quickly pass through the arrangement of these soldiers with an incredible supernatural power.

When talking to that old man, it's best to take the initiative, otherwise sometimes, those eyes are really scary.

In the bamboo pavilion, a pot of tea is boiling in a small stove, exuding a faint fragrance, two quaint teacups are placed opposite each other, and the order of the seats inadvertently disrupts the inheritance of the ancestors, making people see that there is no so-called primary and secondary distinction.

Obviously, Duan Yun, as a generation of demon masters, would care about such a mortal, as a mortal supreme, he saw more and paid more attention to Duan Yun.

"Fellow Daoist, you're here!" Obviously, there was no sound outside, but the subconscious intuition that had been going on for many years made the old chief speak directly.

This time, the title in the words forgot the identity between the two, and opened his mouth to be a Taoist friend.

"I really don't understand, my appearance can't be detected by so many machines around you, and you can feel it as a mere mortal. Duan Yun put down the star in his arms, looked at the direction where the old chief was, and said a little depressedly.

"Hahaha! Daoist friends may remember what I said back then?" the old chief laughed, obviously he was able to see through the arrival of the demon lord, and this kind of thing was quite proud in his opinion.

"Heart?" Duan Yun said lightly.

"Yes, all living beings in the world, come and go, all for the sake of profit, I was born in the red dust, and I am also the red dust supreme mentioned in the mouth of your immortal cultivators, I have seen too many sentient beings, each of them has a different heart, a different taste. ”

"Fellow Daoist, your unique heart is like the moon in the night when it appears, so conspicuous, how can you not feel it?"

"Is there really a heart in this world?" For the heart, this word has also been mentioned in the Demon Emperor Inheritance.

Legend has it that if all living beings want to become immortals and open the door to eternal life, they must condense the thoughts of the immortals.

Emperor Nian still exists, under the starry sky, there are always some Tianjiao can be condensed, but the immortal heart is difficult to survive, the whole starry sky is countless years, and there are only a few people who can really open the door to eternal life and obtain immortality, even the most recent ones are in ancient times, and the time is far away from being traceable.

As for the existence of the heart, the real explanation is something that even the Demon Emperor is very confused about, and such a mortal in front of him actually said that he can feel the heart.

"Naturally, everyone in the world has a dusty heart, the old man has been in power for more than 20 years, after the dirtiest things, he has also seen the extremely beautiful wealth, watched all living beings, and understood the world!"

"Fellow Daoist, let me ask you, what is a good monarch of a country?" When he said this, the old chief's whole face changed, and his old face was a little monstrous.

"Do what the people want!" Duan Yun seemed to have an understanding at this moment, feeling that there was a clear sky above the heavenly spirit, and the demonic qi in his body faintly stopped all riots.

"Good!"

"Do what the people want!"

"Then ask Daoyou again, have you ever understood the people's hearts?" the old chief asked again, his speed of speech was not fast, and he even looked a little old, but when he heard it in Duan Yun's ears, it exploded like lightning.

"The hearts of the people...."

"Taught!" Duan Yun bowed heavily to the old chief in front of him.

This time, although he still didn't understand what the mind was, the other party had already passed on to him the method of understanding the mind.