The whole world wants to kill me [Rebirth]

No matter what era it is, the strong are respected.Both mortals and immortal cultivators look forward to the immortal family, dreaming that they can ascend from the sky, transcend the three realms, and enter the fairyland.

There are only a handful of people who have achieved the Dao of becoming immortals, and the most famous people today are Jun Liuxiao, and the other is his master Huoyun Tianzun.

There are only two disciples under Huo Yun, one of them is Ning Yuheng, who has practiced for a hundred years, and is already in the first stage of transforming emptiness, keeping pace with Patriarch Yihua, who has practiced for thousands of years.So Ning Yuheng is also a leader in the world of cultivating immortals, but some people have doubts.

Because Ning Yuheng was mediocre 30 years ago, perhaps because Jun Liuxiao was too popular, Ning Yuheng seemed insignificant.At that time, Ning Yuheng practiced for a hundred years and was at the middle stage of returning to the Yuan Dynasty. As a result, he suddenly rose to two realms in a row, jumped into soul points, solidified his soul, and went straight to the next stage of transforming emptiness.After 30 years of closed-door training, he has jumped from the next stage of Huaxu to the previous stage. He has reached the pinnacle. He only needs to pass the tribulation, and he can become a fairy like his master.

Could it be that this person is congenitally deficient and acquired an enlightenment?

But smelling a gust of fragrant wind blowing towards the face, I saw a ray of light bursting into the main hall, lightly falling on the carpet in the center of the hall.When the light faded, only the fairy air fluttered and the fairy wind overflowed.

Ning Yuheng was dressed in a rich and brocade robe embroidered with exquisite dark flowers, majestic and majestic.The long black hair is lightly bundled, spotless and extraordinary.Although he is a high-level Huaxu last stage, he has an approachable and easy-to-contact feeling. He is not as arrogant and lonely as expected. There is a smile on his lips, and he is friendly and polite.

Lan Jiyuan stood beside Patriarch Yihua. He had a high vision and despised all mediocrity below him.Although this Ning Yuheng was stupid at the beginning, it is not hopeless to make an effort later.Legend has it that the idol Jun Liuxiao has a good relationship with him. The two of them grew up as children, and they also supported each other on the way of cultivation.

Lan Jiyuan smiled, with Jun Liuxiao's favor, he had a good impression of Ning Yuheng.

When everyone heard about Ning Yuheng, they were amazed.Patriarch Yihua couldn't sit still any longer, she hurriedly stood up to meet him and said, "Young Master Huanyu, you have been busy with the wind and dust, you have worked hard all the way."

Ning Yuheng bowed slightly with decent manners: "Patriarch Yihua, my teacher asked me to say hello to you."

"That's the famous Mr. Huan Yu?" Standing in the back row, Yan Huo couldn't help it. He looked up at Yan Lin, but saw Yan Lin's eyes were fixed on Ning Yuheng.It's like a dog looks at the meat and bones and wants to pounce on it.

Younger generations are formidable, there are capable people from generation to generation, compared with Yan Lin, Ning Yuheng's level is one day at a time.

Yan Huo sighed helplessly, "Yun Chu, you have seen it, you have seen a master! You guard your one-acre three-point land all day long, willing to be a frog at the bottom of the well, and now you finally see... Yun Chu?"

Yan Huo talked for a long time and no one responded, but when he turned his head to see Yan Yunchu standing behind him, he was startled.

Yan Yunchu's expression is not like Yan Lin's, like a dog gnawing on a bone, nor is it the admiration and love of Yihua Patriarch, nor is it the envy and longing shown by everyone present who witnessed Ning Yuheng's elegant demeanor.

But... the calmness is beyond ordinary!Even a little...surprised?

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Huo pushed Yan Yunchu, Yan Yunchu glanced at him, "It's nothing."

What an elm lump!

That's right, how could a frog like him know that Ning Yuheng was extraordinary?So the calm eyes are also understandable, hey, there is no cure!

Yan Yunchu clenched his icy hands slightly, Yu Heng...had changed a lot.

It wasn't just the sky-defying leaps and bounds in cultivation, Yan Yunchu felt that Ning Yuheng had become silent and withdrawn.Perhaps it was due to the fact that the master was too strict, Ning Yuheng had been submissive to the master since he entered the Xuanxu sect, he dared not say anything when the master said one thing, and he never dared to boil water when the master asked him to cook.

But even so, it was time to face the presence of the master.Once the master leaves, he will reveal his true nature and become that lively, sunny boy who likes to play around with others.This has been the case for a hundred years, but now I feel that Ning Yuheng is indifferent.

Is it because of the death of my good friend?

Maybe, only him and Huo Yun are left alone in the entire Xuanxu Sect.No, there is also Lingzun, but Ning Yuheng's relationship with Lingzun is not close.

Yan Yunchu thought a little too much, and didn't notice what was said there for a while.He only noticed that Ning Yuheng's eyes suddenly shot towards him, and Yan Yunchu's heart trembled, but he saw that Ning Yuheng was not looking at him, but the one standing beside him... Yu Lingqian?

However, Yu Lingqian avoided it, as if he was afraid that the filthy sight would stain his pure body.

Ning Yuheng had no choice but to withdraw her gaze resentfully, and smiled at Patriarch Yihua.

"So, fellow Taoists, we will take a short break at Qingyang Gate tonight, and discuss major issues together when the Ruan family and Zhuo family arrive tomorrow." Patriarch Yi Hua said.

Qu Hang stepped forward and made a "please" gesture, "Everyone, please come with me."

Everyone bowed to Patriarch Yihua and Ning Yuheng one after another, and followed Qu Hang to leave the hall one after another.

Yu Lingqian was called the Immortal Doctor, of course it was not for nothing.He has real talents and real learning, and the art of rejuvenation has been proved by Yan Yunchu.

Although I don't know what kind of treatment he used when he was in a coma, he was completely recovered.There is no pain in the internal organs, and the fatigue of the body has also disappeared.While returning to the wing room, Yan Yunchu stood at the hanging flower gate and bowed to Yu Lingqian: "Sir, thank you for the treatment."

Yu Lingqian seemed to be taken aback by Yan Yunchu's politeness, he stood with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes fixed on Yan Yunchu, after looking back and forth, his face became more and more serious.

Yan Yunchu knew what he meant without him talking, and his thoughts were expressed on his face - how dare the Yan family take you out with a mediocre physique that is rare in a thousand years?

Yu Lingqian's city mansion is quite deep, but he can't compare to Lan Jiyuan who is young and vigorous and directly scolds others with disheveled face.Instead, he repeatedly considered in his heart, is a tiger a big threat?very big.But it's not as threatening as a smiling tiger, because it's bright and dark, hiding its depths, and its wisdom is like a fool.

Is Yan Yunchu the type of smiling tiger?He looks like a mediocre good-for-nothing, maybe...he is hiding his strength and biding his time.

Yu Lingqian felt a little helpless, did he think too highly of him?

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The bright moon is in the sky, and the night is quiet.

Yan Lin turned on the lamp to study at night, delving into the books on cultivation of immortals, trying to improve his cultivation as quickly as possible.Before he knew it, he fell into a coma, lying on the desk and having a dream.

The person in the dream stood with his back facing each other, and the moonlight poured down on his clean and white body.The snow fluttered like catkins, reflecting each other's brilliance and integration with the silver hair.He seemed to be born from the snow, noble and glamorous, pure and pure.He is so pure and flawless, so perfect, it seems that everything except him is superfluous, as if it is dirty and dirty, lest it pollute him who is icy and snowy.

The silver hair is like silk, light and soft, floating with the wind.Hidden under the hair were a pair of stunning narrow phoenix eyes, but in the depths of those shimmering eyes, there was a palpitating coldness.The celestial sword was lightly held in the delicate and slender jade hand, shining with a dazzling blue light.

Yan Lin woke up abruptly, covered in cold sweat from fright, gasping for breath, listening to the disciples who were on watch outside walking by, the night was as dark as ink, and the cicadas were singing endlessly in summer, but he felt the cold wind piercing his bones and shivering .

Yan Lin wiped off his sweat with lingering fear, when there was a sudden knock on the door, Yan Lin was so frightened that his whole body trembled, "Who is it?"

"Yunchu."

Yan Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and said weakly, "Come in."

When Yan Yunchu pushed the door open and entered the room, he saw Yan Lin who was sweating profusely and pale, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Yan Lin wiped his sweat with his sleeves indiscriminately, then straightened his face again, frowning and said, "I told you to see me after dinner, why are you here now?"

Yan Yunchu said casually, "It's too late to practice."

"Practice?" Yan Lin showed a dismissive attitude on the spot, "You are the only one still working hard? Have you made a breakthrough?"

"No."

Yan Lin's face darkened, his every move was full of impatience, "Okay, okay, just try to make up for your weakness with hard work! Sit down, I have something to ask you."

Yan Yunchu knelt on the futon and heard Yan Lin muttering, "You were knocked off the cliff by the Lizard Demon King, did you see anything?"

"No." Yan Yunchu said bluntly, "I fainted right then."

The topic was dead at once, Yan Lin opened his mouth and closed it again, thinking for a while.

You really think highly of your mediocre son!Yan Yunchu couldn't help but laugh.

"Really?" Yan Lin still didn't believe it.

"Really not. When I woke up, I was already in the carriage."

Yan Lin sighed, as if he was invulnerable, so he had to give up, and he didn't bother to care about Yan Yunchu's body, so he said, "Okay, you can go back. By the way, don't forget to thank Mr. Yu."

"Yes." Yan Yunchu got up and retreated to the door, then turned around and opened the door.The cold air from the outside rushed in, and it was cool in summer, but it made Yan Lin shiver.The moonlight cast a pale yellow outline on Yan Yunchu's body, and his slender shadow shivered slightly on the floor.

Yan Lin turned pale with shock, "Yun Chu!"

Yan Yunchu stopped and turned around, "What's wrong?"

Yan Lin was dumbfounded, looking at the young face full of youthfulness, a little dazed, subconsciously supported his forehead, "No, it's okay, you can go."

He is really crazy, how could he associate his youngest son with that big devil!

Yan Yunchu left Yan Lin's wing, walked through the hanging flower door and walked in the veranda, suddenly, he heard strange music wafting.

Deep, sad, mournful, endless.

Xun sound!

Moreover, this kind of xun sound cannot be made by ordinary xun. The tone and sound quality are his xun - Mugui.

From the bottom of Bishan in the evening, Shanyue returns with others.

Who is blowing the evening return?

Mugui is a fairy instrument, only Jun Liuxiao can play it.

Wait, he remembered that he seemed to have told others how to blow the evening return.He didn't even tell his best friend, but he just told that fairy beast... Wuling! ?

Yan Yunchu's thoughts moved slightly, and he couldn't help following the source of the music through the inner courtyard, but saw a figure flashing past at the corner of the corridor through the mountain.

Yan Yunchu lowered his voice and shouted, "Who is it?"

The author has something to say: [Li Bai] From the foot of the blue mountain at dusk, the mountain and the moon return with people: the night falls from the green and black mountains, and the moon hanging on the mountainside shines on those who return home.