The history I've been through has collapsed [Quick Transmigration]

Maoshi, outside Yancheng.

Scattered snow was floating in the air.

Located in the northern part of Daqi, Yancheng covered with a layer of flawless snow is undoubtedly extremely beautiful.

At that time, there were already many people walking on the street.

In the distance, a slender blue-clothed boy wearing a curtain fence was flying towards the city gate at an unimaginable speed.

There was no trace of stepping on the snow, as if no one had ever walked by, so that the passersby on the side almost thought that the flash of the blue shadow just now was just their illusion.

In the heavy snowfall, Yuan Rang was not affected, and there was never a single snowflake on his clothes.

I've had a lot of troubles these days, so I might as well find my husband to relax.

Yuan Shu's appearance made him lose his interest in intervening in the prime minister's affairs.

His feelings for Yuan Shu are complicated, but he doesn't have much ill feeling.

More just puzzled.

I don't understand why those disciples are so hostile to him as soon as he was born.

No, to say that the hostility is light, it seems like there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, and the scorching eyes can't wait to tear his flesh off.

There are many people who want to kill him. Under the acquiescence of the guards, he was once shot off the cliff by those disciples, and almost died at the bottom of the cliff.

This situation became more and more serious as he grew older.

As if... looking at someone through him.

But what did he do wrong?

In the end, no one can choose their origin.

Yuan Rang was thinking expressionlessly, but his speed did not stop.

Near the gate of the city, there is a teahouse decorated with Jianghu characteristics, and the eaves carry a trace of the unique roughness of the Northland.

Surrounded by Jianghu people in twos and threes, they were arguing with flushed faces.

Listen carefully—it is arguing over which one is stronger, Jianzong or Jindaomen.

Laughing and cursing, wearing fresh clothes and angry horses, this is the imagination of most young people who are new to the rivers and lakes.

After all, it is youthful and vigorous.

The corner of Yuan Rang's mouth twitched, and he resisted the idea of ​​arguing with them—it must be Jindaomen.

In the teahouse, shopkeeper Mu had just ordered Xiao Er to entertain a Miao Jiang woman in different clothes, when he raised his eyes, he saw a man in blue clothes with an elegant posture standing in front of him.

"A private room." Yuan Rang spoke, his voice was as clear as a stream through the curtain.

Shopkeeper Mu immediately laughed and said, "Please, distinguished guest." He hastily ordered the young man to lead the people upstairs.

Shopkeeper Mu is used to doing business with people in the Jianghu, so he naturally developed his eyesight. When the man passed by just now, his robe was covered with ice and snow. It was obvious that he had walked in the snow for a long time, but the corner of his robe never got a speck of muddy water. He is a person with deep inner strength and exquisite footwork.

He has been running this teahouse for a long time, and he has seen only a handful of masters in the rivers and lakes, and most of them have a bit of a temper.

Shopkeeper Mu is not at all worried that those people from the rivers and lakes smashed his teahouse.

Being able to run a teahouse here for so long, how could it be possible without some powerful backing?

Yuan Rang, who had already entered the private room, ordered a pot of clear wine for a light drink, but was so shocked by the sound from outside that he almost crushed the cup.

[Ding—system binding has been completed, welcome knights to Fengyunjianghu]

"...?"

This thing is kind of scary.

Yuan Rang silently held the cup firmly again.

He had read a few system articles before traveling, and he roughly understood its routines.

He put down the porcelain cup in his hand with a "snap", and the whole person became vigilant.

"System?" Yuan Rang raised his eyebrows, trying to talk to the system.

His answer was a long silence.

His curiosity suddenly arose, but it was accompanied by strong vigilance.

In the novel, the system can probably be called the so-called "golden finger", but Yuan Rang feels that this seemingly harmless thing is extremely dangerous.

There is no such thing as a pie in the sky.

But the system binds him, which means that he is still useful, and will not move him for the time being.

Let's see what it does first.

The current silence only shows one reason - the time has not yet come.

Yuan Rang appeared outside Yancheng at this time to visit the reclusive master.

He didn't know the master's name, and the master always let him call him "Sir". Although he didn't pay homage to the teacher, he was actually a master and apprentice.

The crystal clear seal hanging on Yuan Rang's scabbard was carved for him by Mr.

Hanging the jade chapter and the knife together is only because these two are the most important foreign objects on his body.

Being a teacher for one day is a father for life, not to mention that he taught Yuan Rang not only for one day, but for five years.

Qimen Dunjia, astronomy and calendar, books on the art of war, and the art of Qi and Huang are all covered.

He made up for Yuan Rang's shortcomings, and he was infinitely patient with that elm head.

It can be said that Yuan Rang successfully recharged his IQ in his hands.

When Yuan Rang realized that he was strong enough to protect himself, he slipped out of the Sunset Sect.

Although he didn't have a good impression of the Sunset Sect, the Sunset Sect had kindness to him in nurturing him, and Yuan Rang didn't want to have any embarrassment with them before repaying his kindness.

Now it is considered a unilateral settlement of grievances and grievances, and he has settled his worries.

When he first met Mister, Mister was cooperating with the imperial court army suppressing the bandits.

Dressed in white clothes, she is as gentle as jade.

The elegant scholar looked young, but he was calm and composed when facing the shining sword lights of thousands of vicious bandits.

At that time, Yuan Rang was only 11 years old, and he became interested. Because of his small stature, he was not afraid of being discovered, so he sat on a nearby tree and watched.

Looking thin and weak, he is really kind and courageous.

The army fought with the bandits, and the scholar was almost cut down by the rebellious army. Yuan Rang saw him, and immediately threw away his not-so-good lightness skills at the time, and stepped on the round heads of a dozen bandits by the way Borrowing his strength, he was lifted out of the chaos.

With this move, I picked up a master for myself.

……

Yuan Rang walked slowly to the forest at the corner of Yancheng, and looked up at the height of the mountain.

After a long while, with a "swish", it jumped up like a swallow, borrowed a few strengths on the way, and landed accurately on the edge of a hut.

That's right, I borrowed twice less force than when I came up last time.

Yuan Rang was a little happy.

His qinggong seems to have improved a bit.

The hut is made of stacked and spliced ​​bamboos. He lost a bet with his husband five years ago and almost destroyed the entire bamboo forest nearby.

The bamboo forest has been bare for two years, and it is quite ugly...

This bamboo house is quite big, and I can recall what it looks like even with my eyes closed.

He stayed here for five years, practicing the six arts of a gentleman, and listening to his master's teachings.

He glanced at the direction of the study, and then shrank back abruptly as if on fire.

In the memory of every scumbag, there are always some memories of the past.

Although it was a headache to see those homework, he still forced himself to memorize it.

This is the capital for his survival.

Now that the bamboo house is covered with snow, it adds some bright colors.

The snow piled up extremely thick, but the house was still solid. The wooden stakes were driven extremely deep, and the joints were firmly stuck by the bamboo cut into a special shape.

Even though I thought a lot in my heart, it was only a moment in reality.

Yuan Rang stretched out his slender white fingers from his sleeves, and knocked on the door slowly and carefully, contrary to his usual swift and vigorous style.

No one answered.

Yuan Rang looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he quickly put his ear on it.

no sound.

Yuan Rang squinted.

not there?

Although Mr. is good at predicting things, he is a literati after all, and he does not know martial arts. Although the place where he lives in seclusion is very hidden, in case...

He panicked suddenly, stretched his arms, and pushed the door open without hesitation.

The inside is clean and bright, and the owner of the house seems to have just left the house.

Yuan Rang walked towards the place where he used to drink tea with his husband. There was a piece of silk spread out on the tea table, pressed on both sides with an ebony paperweight,

The letter "Traveling far away, don't read it".

It must have been expected that Yuan Rang would come in early in the morning and wrote to him specially.

The gentleman really knows his character thoroughly.

Yuan Rang felt slightly frustrated.

A gust of wind blew by, and the silk bulged slightly, but it was tightly pressed by the ebony paperweight, unable to move a bit.

Floating like a floating cloud, arrogant like a frightening dragon.

Your handwriting is so beautiful.

Yuan Rang thought while holding his chin, which had not yet grown a beard.

After admiring it for a while, he put the paperweight aside, picked up the silk and folded it twice, carefully stuffed it into the pocket of the collar, and went down the mountain in a happy mood.

the other side.

The capital of Daqi, the prime minister's mansion.

The prime minister stared intently at the secret report in his hand with tearing eyes, and suddenly raised his head to look at the man in white in front of him: "You made my years of hard work go to waste, just to pave the way for your apprentice?"

Such a method may seem simple, but it hits the nail on the head.It not only enabled the Ten Great Sects and the Sunset Sect to inherit Yuan Rang's favor, but also prevented him from being too high-profile to attract people's hatred, and made the Jianghu sects wary of the imperial court forces.

"Why," the corner of Shen Yan's mouth raised an inexplicable arc: "You seem to have some other ideas, you might as well tell me."

A wisp of white smoke rose from the censer, blurring the picturesque eyebrows of the man in white.

The prime minister's fingers clenched the inner sleeve tightly, as if trying to dig a hole, but he still whispered: "I...don't dare."

His power has long been hijacked by this lunatic, and there is nothing he can do about it.

Even if this lunatic makes his cronies kill each other one day, he won't be able to stop it.

In fact, Shen Yan was not so boring.

He sneered: "Don't worry, the future will be long, and you will get what you want."

The author has something to say:

overhaul.

In fact, Yuan Shu is very pitiful.