Chapter 279 Two Scoundrels 'boom! ' The old Taoist swung his big foot and kicked the already shaky door of the thatched house in front of him away. Before it could even fly backwards, it turned into powder and dispersed like dust. "Last time you came, I also destroyed a door. Do you have a grudge against doors?" A leisurely and old voice was heard from the thatched hut. The old Taoist turned a deaf ear to him, strode into the thatched hut, sat down without even looking around. The furnishings in this thatched house are extremely simple, with just a wooden bed, a low table, a futon and a shrine. On the shrine, there is a tablet dedicated to the Great Heavenly Venerable, and the incense has been burning brightly for who knows how many years. The old Taoist priest sat at a low table, kicked off his hemp shoes, and rubbed his feet on the mat. While rubbing his feet with the hemp rope cushion, he looked at the figure sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed.

It was an old man, with his back to the open window. Light shone through the window onto the old man. Outside the window, clouds could be seen rolling and unrolling, stirring up wisps of chaotic energy from time to time. The old man was wearing a dark white robe. It could be seen that the robe was originally pure white, but after countless years, it became much darker. He had a pair of long eyebrows that reached his shoulders, but they were not pale, but rather shiny black. Except for this pair of magical eyebrows, his hair and beard are pure white. At this moment, the pair of equally pale eyes, with no distinction between the whites and the middles, were slowly raised and looking into the old Taoist's eyes. "Fellow Daoist Qingjia, why have you become such a scoundrel after your reincarnation?" The old man saw that the Taoist didn't say anything and didn't care, so he asked on his own. The old Taoist laughed and said, "A rogue has his own way of living. After becoming a rogue, I found that although the Three Realms are vast, there is no place that a rogue cannot go." "For example, the unknown place at the edge of the outer world." The old man with long eyebrows shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly: "But before you were reincarnated, you came to this old man and didn't say hello to me." "I still had some dignity back then, but I don't now, so I plan to come to your place more often in the future." The old Taoist grinned, a little weirdly, and said, "Besides, I find that you are a bit shameless." "Your Heavenly King was killed by my kid, and you, an old man, actually went along with it. You are even more shameless than me." "Tan Zheng, how did you become like this?" The old Taoist said, with a hint of regret, "How did the most upright and capable minister before the Great Heavenly Venerable, the first ancestor of the Celestial Race, become so smooth and shameless?" Upon hearing this, Tan Zheng laughed and said, "It is precisely because I am the first ancestor of the Celestial Race that I have become smooth and shameless." "To be a minister one must be upright and capable, but to be a patriarch one cannot do that. There are many things to consider, and when there are many things, one must weigh them, and when one weighs them, one must compromise, and when one compromises, one cannot stop." "I wouldn't say your child is the only one I've ever seen in my life, but he is also an extremely outstanding genius. For a person like him and a shameless master like you, we can only be friends, not enemies." The old Taoist blinked his eyes in disdain and said, "Then why don't you take care of those bastards in the Tianren Department?"

"Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Don't be a slave to them." Tan Zheng laughed heartily and said, "Once they enter the Heavenly Palace and become immortal officials, they are no longer celestial beings, but pure celestial beings. They choose their own paths, so why should I care about them?" "Tsk..." The old Taoist sucked his teeth and asked, "How can you be so shameless?" "There are advantages to being a scoundrel. That's what you said, fellow Taoist." Tan Zheng squinted his eyes, looking like an old and shabby guy. "It's time to stand up again." The old Taoist rolled his eyes, stood up and said, "Old Tan, can you please stop imitating me?" "No." Tan Zheng shook his head and stood up. He raised his hand and arranged streams of light in front of him. Facing the old Taoist's puzzled eyes, he smiled slightly and said, "Don't move. I'm afraid. If you make a move, I'm no match for you." Hearing this, the old Taoist shook his head and sat down, sighing, "The world is going downhill, and people are not as kind as they used to be." "My friend, only a scoundrel understands being a scoundrel." Tan Zheng’s smiling face. The old Taoist glanced at him and said, "If that's the case, then let's be frank." As he spoke, the old Taoist held out his hand to Tan Zheng and said, "Take it." "What to take?" Tan Zheng blinked, looking confused. "Do not talk nonsense." The old Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "My kid has fallen into your trap this time. After what happened to Tan Ruo, I guess he won't target you Celestials anymore except for official business. You put a layer of shackles on my apprentice, so you shouldn't give me some compensation, right?" "Where do you start talking about this?" Tan Zheng pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Daoyou, the relationship between your disciple and my daughter is their own business. What does it have to do with me?" The old Taoist was stunned for a moment and asked, "Your daughter? Tan Ruo?" "correct." Tan Zheng nodded as a matter of course and said, "Tan Ruo is my daughter." The old Taoist asked, "If we really talk about bloodline, she is your grandson's grandson's grandson, and more than that, so how come she is your daughter?" "Just now, I decided to recognize Tan Ruo as my daughter." Tan Zheng said more and more as a matter of course: "This is also a good thing for you, fellow Taoist. Otherwise, it will be hard to say what the seniority of our two relatives will be in the future." "hiss……"

The old Taoist sucked his teeth again, as if he had just met this old friend for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh: "You have already learned the essence of being a scoundrel." "But you should also know that my kid is more than just..." "It doesn't matter. I don't care. It's fine for her to be a mistress or a concubine. I just ask you to do me a favor and not treat my daughter as a concubine who can be given away at will." Tan Zheng said seriously. The old Taoist was really dumbfounded. He didn't know what to say for a moment. "Do you have anything else to say, fellow Daoist? Goodbye, I won't see you off." Tan Zheng smiled and pointed to the door. The old Taoist stood up silently, but did not walk towards the door. Instead, he came in front of Tan Zheng, raised his hand and waved it, ignoring the means arranged by Tan Zheng and grabbed his collar. "Let me teach you a lesson. Being a scoundrel also requires fists." The old Taoist said with a smile. "I would like to be taught." Tan Zheng nodded in understanding, touched his sleeves, handed an object to the old Taoist, and said with a smile: "So, Taoist friend, are you satisfied?" The old Taoist priest looked down and then let go of Tan Zheng's collar. He staggered out of the thatched hut and his figure slowly disappeared. Tan Zheng shook his head, watched the old Taoist leave, then turned around and sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, the smile on his lips slowly disappearing. His gaze was deep, as if he had seen through the thatched hut, beyond the sky, and into the boundless chaos. "Your Majesty, I believe you can tolerate this little selfishness of mine?" Tan Zheng muttered to himself and closed his eyes. ………… the other side. When Jiang Lin came to his senses, he was already standing at the door of the Arctic Exorcism Institute, looking energetic. Taking a whole golden pill, considering Jiang Lin's current strength, is not a waste, but a very suitable means of recovery. Jiang Lin was originally planning to use this golden pill to make desperate plans, but he didn't expect that the result would be like this. Jiang Lin frowned and thought. The Celestials were a little too soft. I killed their Celestial King, but they came back safe and sound. Originally, Jiang Lin thought that it would be good enough if he could keep half his life after this fight, and the next imperial decree would be handed over to Tan Ruo. In this way, Tan Ruo can atone for his sins with this merit no matter what. But the reaction of the Celestials was somewhat beyond Jiang Lin's expectations. At this moment, a majestic voice sounded from the direction of the Heavenly King's Court, as if announcing something to the Three Realms. "My clan's third princess, Tan Ruo, is both the legitimate and the eldest, so she should be made the new king!"

Jiang Lin naturally heard these words, and even he was a little stunned at this moment. Is this the solution that the ancestor of the celestial race who was above the Golden Immortal mentioned? Now that our own Heavenly King has died, naturally a successor is needed. What happens if Tan Ruo can be chosen? Could it be that the Celestials don’t know about the current relationship between me and Tan Ruo? This is unlikely, and Tan Ruo is still a criminal. This crime is not something that the Celestials can decide on their own. At the beginning, it was Tan Yan who reported to the Heavenly Court, which determined Tan Ruo's guilt. It is easy to determine the crime, but if you, the Celestial Clan, want to revoke it at will, that will not be so easy. But now, Tan Ruo has become the new king of the Celestial Clan with a guilty body? Calculated? Jiang Lin thought subconsciously in his heart. "It's okay, not stupid." At this moment, a voice sounded in Jiang Lin's ears. Jiang Lin turned around subconsciously, only to see his old man staggering towards him, still looking extremely lazy. "Old man? What's going on?" Jiang Lin walked forward and asked directly without any hesitation. "Why, you're the first day of the month, and you're going to knock on my door, but you won't allow me to do it on the fifteenth?" The old Taoist glanced at Jiang Lin and said, "You did the right thing. If you didn't do this, you wouldn't be a real man." "But since you have done it, you have to bear the consequences." "No matter what Tan Ruo thinks, and no matter what you do, the result now is that one of your wives is the queen of the contemporary Celestial Clan." The old Taoist picked his nose and spoke in a lazy tone. "What do you mean by one of the wives..." 'Snapped! ' Jiang Lin was mumbling as the old man hit him on the back of his head with a jujube. Seeing his unfortunate child squatting down with tears in his eyes and covering his head, the old Taoist said, "You are pretending in front of me?" "Which of those girls has nothing to do with you? You are a sentimental guy, it would be strange if you could make a choice." Jiang Lin's head was half numb from the beating. After finally recovering, he muttered, "Can we talk about business first?" "The main thing is that you were tricked by someone." The old Taoist put his hands behind his back, looking angry, and kicked Jiang Lin in the butt again, saying, "With what you did, there is only one person in the entire Celestial Race who dares to take advantage of the situation like this without causing opposition from the Celestials." "The first and oldest celestial being, the first ancestor of the celestial race, and the first minister to assist the Great Celestial Lord when he ruled the Three Realms." Jiang Lin couldn't help but widen his eyes as he listened to the descriptions, which were each more exaggerated and more ancient than the last.

The Great Celestial Lord has been in charge of the three realms since ancient times. In other words, the First Ancestor of Heaven and Man is an ancient great being just like my old man. He is far from being an existence above the Golden Immortal, but a "master with supernatural powers", or even a "master with great supernatural powers". All in all, it is definitely one of the existences standing at the top of the three realms. Only with the personal instructions of such an existence can all dissenting voices be suppressed. "But why did this celestial ancestor do this?" Jiang Lin frowned and looked at his old man, only to see that the old man was staring at him. Jiang Lin was startled, raised his hand and pointed at himself, and asked, "For me?" "Otherwise why did I say that you were made the fifteenth?" The old Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "Tan Zheng is really good. Not only has his ability to seize opportunities improved, but he has also become more decisive in doing things." "But fortunately, he was the oriole, and I was also the oriole, and a bigger oriole." As he spoke, the old Taoist touched his sleeves and threw an object to Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin took it subconsciously, but did not look at it. Instead, he asked, "Old man, why would the First Ancestor of Heaven and Man target me? And why would he make such a plan to take advantage of the situation?" As the situation has developed to this point, Jiang Lin is a little confused. The Celestial Clan could be said to have lost all face, but the instigator himself not only remained unharmed, but the reason why he went to attack the Celestial King's Court, that is, Tan Ruo himself, suddenly became the new Celestial King. But his old man said that the ancestor of heaven and man who forcibly suppressed everything and made the situation become what it is now did all this for Jiang Lin. In other words, it was pointing at Jiang Lin. "At least my fist is bigger than that old fellow's. Even though he is the one who got in the way, it doesn't stop me from asking for some benefits for you." The old Taoist did not answer Jiang Lin's question, but pointed to the object in Jiang Lin's hand. Seeing this, Jiang Lin closed his mouth and silently skipped the topic. The old man didn't want to say it, naturally because he shouldn't know the reason now. In that case, Jiang Lin didn't ask any more questions. The old man wouldn't harm him anyway. Thinking this in his mind, Jiang Lin looked down at the object that the old man threw to him, which was the "compensation" given to him by the first ancestor of heaven and man. It's strange to say, I clearly trampled on the reputation of the Celestial Clan, but I still got compensation from the first ancestor of the Celestial Clan. In Jiang Lin's hand, he was holding a wooden box firmly. The box was very new and very rough, without any decoration. It was just a piece of wood with a cavity hollowed out, and then the piece that was originally sawed off was covered on it, forming a lid. Jiang Lin even saw the white stubble. "what is this?" Jiang Lin looked up at the old man and casually opened the wooden box in his hand. However, there was nothing in the palm-sized wooden box. It was empty.

Jiang Lin blinked in confusion. The so-called compensation given by the first ancestor of heaven and man is this wooden box itself? But this thing... As Jiang Lin opened and closed his eyes, the Purple Star Dharma Eye quietly opened, and he pushed it to the extreme in one breath, and then looked at the wooden box in his hand. Hmm...it still looks ordinary, and even feels a bit damp like fresh wood. This thing looks like a box made from a piece of wood that has just been chopped off and simply cut into pieces. "Don't bother thinking about it. It's normal that you can't see through it now. Just think about it slowly." The old Taoist waved his hand and said, "But I can tell you the name of this thing." "It's called..." "Thief swallower." (End of this chapter)