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Jinghong ate a bowl of wontons and left Shenxu Palace without looking back. Looking at her retreating figure, Du Heng had a feeling that this girl would go to many places in the future. Maybe somewhere in the future, they would meet again.

The vegetables in front of the dining hall are lush and green. Year after year, they burrow into the vegetable fields to look for insects to eat. Occasionally, when they see their favorite fruits and vegetables, they will take a bite.

Du Heng found a backpack and carried it to his vegetable field. He had not been back for a while, and many vegetables in the field were ready to be picked. Soon, his backpack was filled with red tomatoes, long green cowpeas, and upright cucumbers...

Du Heng left three of the best-looking cucumbers hanging on the vine so that Wen Qiong and his two senior sisters could use them to make facial masks later.

Just as Du Heng was busy pulling out the green celery, he heard a dog barking under the tree. He looked up and saw Lao Dao walking towards him, followed by a big dog with shiny fur.

Seeing the big dog, Du Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "Lao Dao." Isn't this the Hun Dun that made Du Heng sad for a long time? ! Back then, Lao Dao lied to him that Hun Dun was dead, which made Du Heng feel sad for a long time.

At that time, Du Heng was glad that Hundun had left Wonton with his offspring. He even said to Lao Dao shamelessly that when Wonton had puppies in the future, he would definitely let Lao Dao take one home to raise...

Thinking of his previous stupidity, Du Heng couldn't help but slap himself to death. He made a fool of Lao Dao with a casual word! Lao Dao's original body was chaos, and Du Heng liked his original body and wanted a little yellow dog. As a result, Xiaoyu actually brought back a little yellow dog from Lao Dao!

Du Heng took a look at Wonton who was lying in front of the dining hall to bask in the sun. He didn't understand it before, he just thought that Little Wonton and Big Hundun looked like father and son. But now, he saw that there was no dog smell on Wonton at all, only the breath of a dragon!

Xiaoyu actually turned her clone into a little yellow dog... Du Heng scratched his cheek with a headache. Should he see through it but not say anything, or should he point it out?

Lao Dao's feet slipped, and he quickly steadied himself. When he saw Du Heng clearly, a silly smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Hehehe, Saint. Why are you here? I was blind and didn't see you."

How could it be that Lao Dao didn't see Du Heng? It was clearly because Du Heng's cultivation was too high. When he wanted to hide his aura, very few people could spot him.

Suddenly, Lao Dao remembered something. He hid the big dog behind him and said, "Hehehe... Saint...

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Lao Dao looked at Banbianfenshen beside him. Where could he find a puppy that could grow into the Great Chaos in a few months? It would have been fine if he had deceived Du Heng before, but now he was actually deceiving a saint... Lao Dao felt that the saint's smile was a warning.

Du Heng raised his thumb and smiled what he thought was a pure smile: "Very powerful, exactly like Chaos."

Hearing this, Lao Dao's legs went limp and he knelt down: "Saint, please don't be angry. I will never dare to do it again..." Lao Dao groaned inwardly, and he glanced at Wonton who was pretending to be stupid.

Du Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He put down the cucumber in his hand, walked over to the vegetable patch and helped Lao Dao up: "What are you doing?"

Lao Dao laughed bitterly: "I'm really not lying to you. I've been living in the mountains for many years and inevitably feel a little lonely, so I wanted to find someone to talk to. However, I'm not very good at talking, so I split myself into two. The cultivation of the split soul is not enough, so I can only maintain the appearance of the original body..."

Du Heng helped Lao Dao up and said ashamedly: "I was wrong and caused you trouble." If he hadn't coveted the big yellow dog, Lao Dao wouldn't have to cooperate with him. Thinking of the ignorant words Du Heng said before, he felt sorry for Lao Dao.

How could Lao Dao dare to accept Du Heng's apology? He bowed his hands repeatedly and said, "Your Majesty, your words are too kind."

Du Heng glanced at Wonton and said, "And you, just tell me the truth! You're following Lao Dao's example, turning a dragon into a dog. Is that fun?"

Wonton looked innocent, and he opened his mouth and wagged his tail at Du Heng, laughing, as if he didn't understand what Du Heng was saying at all. Seeing that Du Heng looked unhappy, Wonton raised his two front paws and bowed, tilting his head: "Mmmmm..."

Thinking of Wonton's loyalty and companionship during this period, Du Heng's mood suddenly became very good. Apart from Xiaoyu who would spend so much time and energy to please him and make such a big sacrifice, who else in the world would care about him so much?

Du Heng chuckled: "Okay, I'm not angry."

Lao Dao and Wonton both breathed a sigh of relief. Lao Dao asked, "Saint..."

Du Heng waved his hand: "You should call me as before, don't call me Saint, it makes me uncomfortable." Lao Dao responded, and he called familiarly: "Saint, how is my master now?"

Du Heng said, "Nannan just fell asleep, but Yunzheng and Chonghua are teaching Xiaoxiao and the others in there, you can go over and sit for a while." Lao Dao bowed, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Watching Lao Dao walk towards the dining hall, Du Heng asked, "Lao Dao, what would you like to eat for lunch?" Lao Dao turned his head sharply and swallowed his saliva: "Mr. Du, can you make braised beef? I've been craving it so much lately that I'm almost going crazy."

Du Heng nodded: "Okay. Meet the supply!" Lao Dao smiled so hard that his eyes became two slits: "Thank you, Mr. Du."

After Lao Dao entered the house, Du Heng continued to pick his vegetables. After more than ten days at the Wanzong Ruins, most of the vegetables at the entrance were ready to be picked. Du Heng picked them freely, and soon he harvested five baskets of fresh vegetables.

Just as Du Heng was turning over the land he had picked, he heard Xiaoxiao calling out, "Du Hengheng! Turn around and look at me."

Du Heng was bending over, and when he heard this, he subconsciously used his spiritual sense to scan. After this scan, Du Heng's consciousness could not be retracted! Xiaoxiao, he changed his form!

Next to his backpack stood a delicate child, four feet tall, with red lips and white teeth, and a pair of big golden eyes that made him look smart and cute. There was even a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows! His whole face was round, and he looked smart.

He was wearing a moon-white robe, standing beside the vegetable patch with a smile on his face: "Look at me, don't I look good!" More than good-looking, Xiaoxiao's appearance was too delicate!

Du Heng turned his head, his eyes reddened, "Looks good! My Xiaoxiao looks like a well-mannered and elegant young master from a wealthy family! You are as good-looking as Feng Gui!"

Hearing Du Heng's evaluation, Xiaoxiao's eyes also turned red. He lowered his head and sniffed: "Uncle, you don't have to worry about me anymore. I can transform." Du Heng took two steps forward and picked up Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao's weight was about the same as before he transformed.

Xiaoxiao exclaimed, he hugged Du Heng's neck with both hands and laughed: "Hahaha, I feel a little dizzy~"

After transforming into a human form, he became taller. To be honest, Xiaoxiao felt a little dizzy when he walked. But when he got used to it, he could also be a demon cultivator who looked down on the world.

After Du Heng put Xiao Xiao down, Xiao Xiao hugged Du Heng's waist and said, "Du Heng, I can also be a demon cultivator in the future." Du Heng touched Xiao Xiao's golden hair and said, "Congratulations, Xiao Xiao."

Feng Gui had been waiting for Xiao Xiao to transform for eight hundred years. Du Heng rubbed Xiao Xiao and said, "Do you want to go find Feng Gui? Let him see what you look like?" Xiao Xiao nodded without hesitation, "Yes!"

Du Heng looked around. He had nothing to do at the moment. Why not take Xiaoxiao to find Feng Gui? Maybe he could even see Xiaoyu!

This is the benefit of being a saint. Qingheng's cultivation is no worse than the three great demon gods. Duheng needs to practice hard and be beaten every day to temper his body, but the body of a saint has been tempered to the extreme. If Qingheng can practice with the same enthusiasm as Duheng, I'm afraid he will ascend to heaven.

Du Heng didn't want to ascend to heaven, he just wanted to live a good life with the three little ones. So he had plenty of time to wander around.

Du Heng took out a small comb and tied two round buns for Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao's abundant hair made Du Heng extremely envious. He touched Xiaoxiao's soft hair and said, "Our Xiaoxiao will not have the problem of baldness in the future."

He smiled and said, "Uncle said the same thing as you. Long Jun told me that he didn't have much hair when he was a child. Du Hengheng, is what Long Jun said true?"

Du Heng thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Not as little as Xiaoyu said, but Xixi's hair is definitely not as much as yours."

Xiaoxiao muttered, "I knew that uncle likes to spank my butt the most. He must be jealous that my butt has more hair than his."

Du Heng was amused: "You can tell me this, but don't let your uncle hear it, or your butt will really get swollen." He laughed so hard that he fell backwards. Du Heng quickly held him down: "Wait, it's not healed yet."

Xiaoxiao had a new worry: "Du Hengheng, let me tell you, I think something is wrong with my uncle."

Du Heng used a small comb to straighten Xiaoxiao's remaining hair. He glanced sideways: "Hmm?"

Xiaoxiao looked around and analyzed in a low voice: "Du Hengheng, I'm telling you, I think there's something going on between uncle and Nannan." Du Heng tilted his head: "Huh?"

Xiaoxiao whispered, "I told you not to tell anyone. When we were still at the Wanzong Ruins, didn't Nan Nan grow a tail? Later, Nan Nan fell asleep and I stayed with her. I saw a lot of red spots on Nan Nan's neck. I suspect it was uncle who did it!"

Du Heng choked and was shocked: "What did you say?!"

Xiaoxiao suddenly stood up and covered Du Heng's mouth: "Shh - keep your voice down!" Du Heng nodded sullenly, and Xiaoxiao moved her hand away from Du Heng's mouth.

Xiaoxiao frowned slightly: "I think uncle is wrong. He and Nannan are having an affair, so why is he messing with Xiaoyu? He is so indecisive, Xiaoyu and Nannan must be very upset."

Du Heng was in a dilemma: "Wait a minute, Xiaoxiao, how come you are related to Xiao Yumao again?!"

Xiaoxiao looked at Du Heng sympathetically, and patted Du Heng's shoulder like a little adult: "Du Hengheng, you don't understand this. Many people in the Feather Clan are very fickle, and have three wives and four concubines. Uncle is the Phoenix King. If he wants, there are many people in the Phoenix Clan who want to sleep with him, but uncle has always been chaste. I have always taken uncle as my role model, but if uncle does this now, I think he will fail."

Du Heng looked at Xiaoxiao in shock: "No... Xiaoxiao, do you know what you are saying?"

In Du Heng's mind, Xiaoxiao was a lovely, pure child like a blank sheet of paper, but now Xiaoxiao's tone was like that of a gossipy woman at the entrance of the village. Du Heng scratched his cheek in annoyance: "So you are this kind of Xiaoxiao..."

It was because of Xiaoxiao’s chirping before that Du Heng didn’t understand what he said. Now that he understood, Du Heng began to miss that furry little cutie.

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On the way to Shenhua Peak, Xiaoxiao was still seriously analyzing her uncle's relationship problems with Du Heng: "I don't think it's a big deal that my uncle is with Nannan. Nannan is a good person, she's good to my uncle and me, and my uncle treats her very well. But how can my uncle be like this? How can he mess with Xiao Yumao when he already has Nannan? I've heard from my uncle that Xiao Yumao is going to be a demon god in the future."

Du Heng was in a dilemma: "Xiaoxiao, are you sure what you said is true?" He was with Feng Gui and the others every day, so how could he not see the feelings between Xixi and Nannan?

However, Du Heng has always been slow in matters of the heart. If it weren't for Mushroom's help, he and Xiaoyu would still have a pure brotherly relationship.

Xiaoxiao nodded: "It's true, who could leave marks on Nannan! I've seen it, the marks on Nannan's neck are exactly the same as the marks on your body! Nannan even slept for a long time afterwards. My uncle is such a scoundrel, how could he do this to Nannan?"

Du Heng covered Xiaoxiao's mouth and said, "Xiaoxiao, for the safety of your butt, I suggest you be careful with your words and actions." Xiaoxiao nodded, "Yeah."

Du Heng covered his face with his hands in pain. What was going on?

The sword fell on the Shenhua Peak with great momentum. Zhengyang Palace was broken. Recently, the monks were holding a meeting in the palace next to the library. After Du Heng fell, a monk on the spot bowed to Du Heng: "Saint——"

Du Heng was so embarrassed that he could only nod his head: "Hello, hello."

More and more monks came out of the palace. Du Heng was sweating coldly as he stared at the countless pairs of admiring eyes. What should he do? He couldn't bear the scene of thousands of sects coming to worship him.

At this time, Ye Wenqiu, Ji Qingyan and others came out of the palace. Just when Du Heng felt that he was saved, Ye Wenqiu and others saluted in unison: "Saint——"

The uniform sound cut through the sky. Such a shocking scene is rare to see in a lifetime. However, Du Heng, the protagonist, was stunned at this moment. He regretted that he should not have come to Shenhua Peak. Isn't it better to cook in the dining hall? Why do you have to embarrass yourself?

In the eyes of the world, Saint Qingheng is a gentleman with a clear mind, a noble character, and a heart full of righteousness. In order to save the people of Taixu Realm, he jumped into the passage without hesitation and was willing to die.

The three great demon gods in the demon world followed closely in his footsteps. They ruled the demon world and destroyed the demon beasts. They had a high prestige among both human and demon cultivators.

The reincarnation of the saint, Du Heng, is also an extraordinary person. He is kind, optimistic and cheerful, and can cook delicious dishes. The reincarnated Du Heng possesses the Magical Dzi Bead but is not arrogant at all. He practices hard and is willing to die in the ruins of Wanzong to spread the news.

Including the last time, Saint Qing Heng saved people in the cultivation world twice. Such a saint should be worshipped by everyone!

However, only a few people who are familiar with Qingheng know what kind of person he is. For example, at this moment, Du Heng is sitting on the high hall accepting the enthusiastic gazes of the monks. Only four words can describe his feelings, that is - sitting on pins and needles.

Du Heng felt uncomfortable all over. He secretly sent a message to Feng Gui: "Can you let me go?"

Feng Gui snorted: "Who told you to run out peacefully? You asked for this. You have to listen to their flattery patiently before you can leave."

Du Heng burst into tears: "Do you have a conscience? If I didn't want to bring Xiaoxiao here, let you see Xiaoxiao after she transformed, and fulfill your eight hundred years of dream, how could you do this to me?"

Feng Gui smiled, but he didn't smile. He sent a message to Du Heng: "You deserve it. Sit down. I'll let you feel how we have been through these years."

Du Heng sat there bored, listening to the monks talking about the important matters in the sect, and his head became four times bigger. It was too difficult, he really shouldn't have come out.

His consciousness darted around and he immediately saw Wen Qiong sitting upright. Du Heng poked Wen Qiong in a frivolous way: "Master, Master~"

Wen Qiong ignored him. Du Heng was stunned for a moment. Could it be that he had not used the sound transmission for a long time and it had lost its effect? ​​This shouldn't be the case. He was just chatting happily with Xixi.

Du Heng glanced at Wen Qiong. Wen Qiong was wearing a snow-white robe today. The little girl had changed her usual bright red and purple dressing style. She was especially cute when she sat obediently. Of course, the two small hairpins on her head had also changed. Today, it turned into a white jade hairpin, and the little butterfly disappeared!

Wen Qiong changed her personality? Was she stimulated by something?

Du Heng poked Qi Yushu in confusion: "Big Brother, Big Brother, what happened to Master today? Why is she so abnormal?"

Qi Yushu responded, "I don't know either. By the way, Saint, please don't call me Senior Brother. Yushu was offended before." Du Heng choked, "No, Senior Brother, I am still your Junior Brother."

However, Qi Yushu ignored him, and Du Heng went to poke Liu Yuanyuan again: "Senior sister, what's wrong with Master today?" Liu Yuanyuan smiled at Du Heng: "Saint."

Du Heng was really at a loss, so he poked He Jianing and said, "Fourth Senior Sister, everyone is acting weird today." He Jianing comforted Du Heng, "Don't panic, Saint. You can do it."

Du Heng was injured internally. No, he couldn't! What happened?

Du Heng turned his gaze to the legendary Second Senior Brother, only to see that his Second Senior Brother was dressed in black and sitting neatly. Hearing that the Second Senior Brother was very good at dealing with people, Du Heng greeted him warmly: "Second Senior Brother, I am Du Heng, your Sixth Junior Brother."

The second senior brother turned around and looked at Du Heng in surprise. He smiled at Du Heng gently: "Saint."

Du Heng had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. He didn't know what had happened. Why did the sect that had been so kind and warm to him suddenly become so deserted?

Du Heng withdrew his consciousness awkwardly. He heard Feng Gui sigh: "You should have told me earlier that what Xiaoyu did was not right. If you have any questions, go ask Xiaoyu." Du Heng was confused: "...Oh."

After waiting for a long time for the meeting to end, the people of Dingkun Sect actually took the lead in leaving the venue. Du Heng blinked: "I think my master seems to be angry. Did I do something wrong?"

At this moment, Xiaoxiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and cried out. Du Heng turned around and saw that Xiaoxiao had turned into a fluffy little phoenix again. Xiaoxiao scratched her chin in frustration and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Feng Gui calmly touched Xiao Xiao's head and said, "You can maintain your human form for an hour for the first time, which is already very good. You will be able to maintain your human form for longer and longer in the future."

Du Heng walked out of the hall depressed: "It's so strange, Master and the others ignored me."

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Du Heng saw Wen Qiong and the disciples of Dingkun Sect standing outside the door. The seriousness on Wen Qiong's face slowly turned into respect. Du Heng took two or three steps forward and said, "Master——"

Wen Qiong cleared his throat and said, "I am Wen Qiong, the head of Dingkun Sect, respectfully welcoming our sect's master. All disciples, listen to my orders, kneel!"

After saying this, Wen Qiong lifted her skirt and knelt on the ground. As soon as she knelt, Qi Yushu and others behind her also knelt down, and all the disciples of Dingkun Sect knelt on the ground.

Du Heng was shocked: "Master...

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Wen Qiong put her head to the ground, and said firmly and loudly: "Eight thousand years ago, under the witness of Dragon Lord Xuanyu, Phoenix Lord Fenggui, and Fox God Jingnan, I became the disciple of Saint Qingheng. Master, please accept my three bows!"

As she spoke, Wen Qiong kowtowed three times, and the black stone under her head cracked open, just like Du Heng's heart.

Wen Qiong said loudly: "All the skills that Wen Qiong learned came from saints. I didn't know the master's identity before, and I offended the master. Please punish me!" As she spoke, Wen Qiong kowtowed three times, and the black stone under her cracked even more.

Du Heng turned his head and looked at Feng Gui dimly: "Xixi? Can you explain?"

Feng Gui touched his nose and said, "Actually, it would be better to let Xiaoyu explain this matter."

When Wen Qiong climbed over Dongji Mountain for the first time, her resilience and perseverance shocked Xuan Yu and his group. At that time, Wen Qiong, who had mixed martial arts skills, was almost devastated by Dongji Mountain and had no spiritual energy at all. After Xuan Yu brought her back to the village, she lived in the village for a while.

Wen Qiong was good-natured, generous and honest. Xuan Yu felt that with her character, she would definitely be able to pass on the skills created by Qing Heng, so Wen Qiong became a disciple in front of Qing Heng's portrait in the village. Thousands of years later, Wen Qiong was determined. She practiced hard with the skills of strengthening the body and the endless life, and finally formed a pill and turned into an infant.

Wen Qiong swore that day that she would carry forward Qing Heng's skills, so she founded Ding Kun Sect after she came back. Although she guarded the sect alone for three thousand years at the beginning, she did not disgrace the Saint Qing Heng, right? Other sects worshiped the Taoist ancestors when they founded their sects, but only Ding Kun Sect worshiped the Saint Qing Heng.

The reason was not revealed until today. Who would have thought that Wen Qiong was actually Qing Heng's disciple!

In the dining hall, Du Heng was stunned. He looked at Xuan Yu with resentment: "Xiao Yu, can you explain?" Xuan Yu didn't come back. Only Wonton Dog was crying with its head tilted.

Du Heng had a terrible headache: "Don't whine, it's not very kind of you to do this." Wonton: "Whine~"

Wen Qiong was overjoyed, thinking she had found a good disciple. She enjoyed the delicious food made by her disciple with peace of mind, and watched her disciple improve every day. She also planned that in the near future she would give Du Heng a mountain in Dingkun Sect, so that Du Heng could enjoy the protection of Dingkun Sect.

Who would have thought that a good disciple would become a master?! Wen Qiong was in a complicated mood at the moment, so complicated that she wanted to cry. Thinking of the days when she beat Du Heng in the village, she wanted to find a small rope to hang him. She was... betraying her master and ancestors!

Du Heng also wanted to cry. What a mess! He felt itchy in his hands: "Is Xiaoyu not back yet?"

Feng Gui pointed at the wonton dog and said, "It's the same if you hit it."

Du Heng scratched his hair impatiently: "What on earth are you thinking? How can you make such a joke?"

Feng Gui said quietly, "Come to think of it, it's all because you said something wrong." Du Heng looked at Feng Gui suspiciously, "Which one?"

Feng Gui said: "You told Xiaoyu that you like girls with round faces and big eyes. Xiaoyu wants to make you more disillusioned."

Du Heng was petrified: "Huh?"

Feng Gui finally laughed out loud: "I told you a long time ago that Xuan Yu is a mean person, but you didn't believe it! Now you know, right?!"

The days when Wen Qiong chased Du Heng and beat him were enough for Du Heng to give up all his thoughts. However, Xuan Yu was a vindictive man, and Wen Qiong beat Du Heng, so now she must be condemned by her conscience.

Feng Gui felt relieved: "You took care of two of them in one go. You are worthy of being Xiaoyu."

The author has something to say: Wen Qiong: Master, since I have worked hard to cultivate and have not humiliated you over the years, please forgive me for your generosity...

Du Heng: So you are this kind of Xiaoyu...

Feng Gui: Hahahaha, let me laugh three times, you finally see Xiaoyu's true nature! !

Xiaoxiao: Uncle and Nannan are having an affair, and so are uncle and Xiaoyu!!

Du Heng: So you are this kind of Xiaoxiao!!

Feng Gui: It’s still cuter without changing form…