Wang Lang took out his ears and moved to the side to prevent the old guy from putting Wang Lang here wildly. No one led him to do so. I really don’t know that there is such a place where someone died here, and you can’t find it at all. The police can only treat it as a missing person.

The fire demon couldn't come out, so he took out a cigarette and lit it, feeling sulky, smoking the cigarette.

After a while, the Fire Demon turned his head and looked at Wang Lang, "Is Huangfu Ji and Feng Sanniang okay now?"

"My master is missing, my master's wife is fine." Wang Lang said.

The Fire Demon nodded, and after smoking a cigarette, the Fire Demon asked again.

"Who are you?"

Wang Lang wanted to say something bad about me, but he was afraid of being beaten. "I am the sage-like and elegant man, the handsome and handsome man, the Black Dragon King Wang Lang."

"Aren't you Pan Renfeng?" The Fire Demon looked at Wang Lang in a daze.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Pan Renfeng is my little brother."

The fire demon held a crutch in his arms and looked at the horizon.

I don’t know if it’s a terrain problem or something else. The sky here looks weird, giving people the illusion that the sky is round, like a hemispherical cover that clings to this basin, and this basin is the other half of the ball.

The clouds above the sky are fiery red, like burning clouds but not like them. The clouds are all kinds and look very beautiful. Occasionally, birds pass by in the air, like a terrifying geese.

A peaceful state.

Wang Lang leaned back, "Your place is pretty good, it's very suitable for retirement."

The fire demon next to him immediately looked at Wang Lang vigilantly, "We are not good, not suitable for retirement!"

“…”

It scared the old man.

In the hot spring at the bottom of the basin, the fat monkey had woken up and quietly watched the Fire Emperor beside him to remove poison for his sister.

It's almost done now.

The old and the young sat side by side, the fire demon spitted out phlegm and looked at Wang Lang, "At a young age, you are already at the seventh level of the Divine Dragon. You are quite similar to that person."

Wang Lang was stunned when he heard this, "Who is my master?"

The Fire Demon shook his head, looked into the distance, and recalled, "Has your master told you before? Before you, Huangfu Ji had an apprentice. He was the contemporary Black Dragon King, but he died very early. That man was talented and really a rare existence in the world. It was later, alas! What a pity.

If he was still there, Longmen had probably recovered its former glory, and even if it didn't, it could recover 80% or more. Unfortunately, God was jealous of talent, Huangfu Ji, a generation of genius, was missing, and the prodigal son of heaven, Wang Qinghou died young. The Black Dragon King of the present is also a child with a miserable life. Rumor is that he can surpass Wang Qinghou, but the Longmen family has fallen and his fortune will no longer be there. There are frequent accidents in the thousand-year-old faction, treacherous and slanderous, people are in power, villains are on the throne, dog thieves are in power, and the whole world is in chaos. Alas!”

Wang Lang looked at the horizon. Wang Lang knew about the incident of the Black Dragon King before, but Wang Lang was not very clear about the specific matter, he only knew that he was plotted against by a traitor.

Huangfu Ji didn't say exactly how he died, nor Feng Sanniang didn't say anything. What Wang Lang knew was that not only the Black Dragon King, but the seven dragon kings all died apart, so the Dragon Gate almost couldn't hold back. Fortunately, Huangfu tried his best to turn the tide and the Dragon Gate was saved.

It was a dark time, and the Dragon Gate was almost destroyed. After the War of Patriotic Kingdom, there was only a lot of left. After that, it was a fatal blow to the Dragon Gate. Later, after that, the Dragon Gate gradually recovered and began to recruit disciples, and Wang Lang was the one who came.

Over the past few decades, some vitality has gradually recovered, but the glory of the past has completely become a thing of the past. It is impossible without a hundred decades. That kind of thing cannot be made with money, but it takes time to accumulate and settle.

Looking back to the past, there were 3,33 disciples of the Longmen and 33,000 registered disciples, and they were among the best in the entire world. But now, Longmen no longer accepts registered disciples. They have only 3,400 people in full swing. Fortunately, the quality is still quite good, but it is still not enough for a fraction of the past.

The Fire Demon is an old smoker. He can't stop smoking one by one, and he sucks one by one, his eyes are blurred.

"This world, what do you think it is?"

Wang Lang sat next to him, pointing to the hot spring that was gusting water in the middle of the basin, "Jianghu, it's like that hot spring, which is living water, with new water coming in and old water coming out, it never stops. It's like someone living and someone dying. The fountain that is gusting in the middle is just a bunch of people in the rivers and lakes, who go all the way to become the peak of the entire rivers and lakes, but there will never be an eternal peak. There are talented people in the rivers and lakes, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years."

The fire demon smoked and looked at the hot spring, "I have seen this hot spring for a hundred years but haven't associated it with the world."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Maybe I'm talented."

The fire demon had two fingers holding smoke, and the smoke flew upwards, and the fire demon's eyes were blurred, "Do you think there is really immortality in this world?"

"Do you always read fantasy novels?" Wang Lang smiled softly.

The Fire Demon glanced lightly, "If not, from ancient times to the present, those emperors have always devoted themselves to the world for a single elixir. So where did the idea of ​​immortality come from?"

"I want to continue to be an emperor, and anyone else would think so." Wang Lang said disapprovingly.

"Why are you born? Why are you dead?" the fire demon murmured.

"If men and women have a deeper understanding, they will have birth, and if they are old, they will die." Wang Lang explained.

"Why can't you live long and die completely? Isn't this world a balance?" asked the Fire Demon again.

"It's time to die when the atmosphere comes. It's not worth it." Wang Lang smiled and said with a smile.

"What is life? What is death?" asked the Fire Demon again.

"Tell me about it to the boy." Wang Lang asked tentatively.

"I don't know. I have been lying in the grave for three years and in the coffin for ten years, but I have not understood life and death."

"There are only things that are indifferent to life and death, but there is no one that can be understood thoroughly." Wang Lang said casually.

The Fire Demon's eyes stagnated, as if he had captured something in an instant, but the thing was fleeting. The Fire Demon reached out to grab the air in the air, and then put it in front of him.

"The way of heaven and nature have lived for two years, and you are not as good as you, but you can think clearly." The Fire Demon said softly.

"I'm sorry, my father, who has fallen into the path of demons in order to seek immortality, and I still don't know how to live or die." The fire demon murmured softly.

Wang Lang took out his ears and didn't say anything. He had forgotten how many times he heard the word "Fengsheng". He didn't know what these people's brains are all about. How long does it take for life depends on their lives. He was clamoring to be forever. If everyone could live, can this earth still be installed? Where can I live? What should I eat? Is there a solar panel on my head to provide energy?

Just let it go naturally, and the idea of ​​immortality will be completely eliminated, it does not exist.
Chapter completed!