Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

It's okay if you don't touch it, but once you touch it, Xue Changsheng's three souls and seven souls will be shocked.

Although Xue Changsheng has been cultivating immortals for more than two hundred years, his strength is only a small golden core stage.However, although his strength is low, his background is not simple. He has a pair of moves that are very bright, and he has a set of experience in the identification of treasures that he learned from his father.And there is no doubt that Su Zhuo paid a sky-high four-figure price for this body, which is definitely a rare treasure in every respect.

No one would be indifferent to this peerless treasure, including Xue Changsheng of course.

In just a short moment, he stared blankly at Su Zhuo's confused and terrified eyes, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally they were all fixed as - belt!

Such a treasure, such qualifications!How can you not be tempted!

He asked: "...do you really want to worship me as a teacher?"

Su Zhuo nodded quickly: "Yes!"

Xue Changsheng took a deep breath.

What if I make a mistake?

The big deal is that there are many cumbersome apprentices. He doesn't have to worry about debts, so what are he afraid of!

He cleared his throat, straightened his back and looked at this dirty young man, and said solemnly: "Then, from today onwards, you are the direct disciple of the Changsheng Son of the Immortal Sect of the Northern Darkness!... What is your name? "

Su Zhuo: "...I want Master to give Master a new name and forget about the past."

"It's called Master! Cough, before you completed the cultivation, your real name was Xue Changsheng, so you can take my surname." Xue Changsheng said with satisfaction, "Well...Xue, let's call him Xue Fucheng! I will help you after you pass the foundation building period and become a teacher. Think of a name."

"........." Su Zhuo forced a smile: "Thank you, Master! I like it very much!"

Xue Changsheng patted him on the head: "It seems that I have to teach you the rules, and I will call myself a disciple to my teacher in the future, understand?"

"...Well, the disciple likes it very much."

[Can I change my understanding of cultivating immortals? 】

【Ha ha. 】

"By the way, I forgot to ask." Xue Changsheng hurriedly said, "Did you lose your Yuanyang?"

Su Zhuo: "..."

"That's, that's it!" He pointed at Su Zhuo's lower body, and said embarrassingly, "Have you been touched by any girl? Have you been touched by any man?"

"..." The former Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo tried his best not to punch the opponent's eyes, and said with a tense smile, "I understand what you mean, please rest assured, my disciple Yuanyang has not been lost."

Xue Changsheng was overjoyed: "That's good! That's good! If you take me as your teacher, your future will be limitless!"

Su Zhuo: "Hehe."

"...Apprentice, your smile is a bit perverted."

"Huh? It's Master's illusion."

"Uh...why do I feel that you are a little different from just now?"

"Huh? Because the master has accepted me as a disciple, I don't have to pretend to be pitiful anymore."

Xue Changsheng: "..."

His mood is a little complicated.

When Xue Changsheng picked him up and stood on the flying sword, Su Zhuo tried his best to make himself look scared and novel, while secretly spurning himself in his heart.

At first!Why did he write this silly, white and sweet character out of a whim!

In other words, who can let him meet the Beiming Immortal Sect, why is it this second generation ancestor Xue Changsheng who is loved by no one!

But the matter has come to this point, Su Zhuo can only accept the reality, and tears flow into rivers in his heart.

The tears that flow from my eyes now are indeed the water that entered my head back then.

The only thing to be happy about is that at least this Xue Changsheng...

is a good man.

-

So it was very dramatic and very reasonable, Su Zhuo became the second generation disciple of Beiming Immortal Sect.

It is also quite normal, he has become the object of disgust of more than 90.00% of the people in the Northern Underworld Immortal Sect.It has also become the existence that more than 80.00% of the cultivators in the entire comprehension world of the four continents hold grudges.

Why do you say that?Then it is very necessary to introduce the background of the Beiming Xianzong in the following biography, as well as the silly master Xue Changsheng who was lamented by Su Zhuo as a good person.

If the Chengtian Sword Sect, where Yan Yun Guoshi Mobieli belonged, is the number one decent sect in the Eastern Continent, then the Northern Dark Immortal Sect is the well-deserved number one sect in the entire cultivation world.And Xue Changsheng, as the only son of the previous Patriarch of the Northern Underworld Sect, became the elder of the Northern Underworld Immortal Sect as a matter of course after his father failed to cross the catastrophe, sitting on a mountain full of aura.Although he is a junior junior, because he is the only son of the former suzerain, it can be said that those elders who have lived in seclusion will give him a little bit of disrespect.And Xue Changsheng himself, in the entire cultivation world, would also be honored as the Master of Changsheng or the Master of Changsheng Peak.

And Su Zhuo became this person's disciple so simply, and suddenly changed from a low-level servant who washed the barrels in a brothel to a disciple of the immortal elder of the superior person. With such luck, how many people don't know will be jealous.Even if Xue Changsheng himself was born with mixed spiritual roots and bad bones, and was forced to be promoted to the poor Jindan stage after being fed countless immortal treasures and spirit pills by the former suzerain, but as long as he still bears the name of the elder of the immortal sect, Su Zhuo is destined to get excellent resources.

If Su Zhuo is really a half-grown child who has never seen the world, he is called Shishu, Shishuzu, and Taishishuzu by a large group of white and over-year-old people—among them there are many old men with half a foot in the coffin The old lady—I was so frightened that I didn't dare to breathe, and then I was taught to be a second-generation ancestor by this stupid master.

Su Zhuo sighed deeply.

After staying in Beiming Xianzong for four months, he really sighed all the sighs of the 14 years in his previous life.

"Cheng'er! Did that little bastard Zhaoming bully you again today?!" Xue Changsheng ran up to Su Zhuo in a hurry, looked at him carefully, wishing to touch Su Zhuo's whole body with his hands to confirm the identity of his precious apprentice An An: "Don't be afraid, tell me if you have anything! Even if you can't beat that little bastard, you can always go to his master for bad luck!"

Su Zhuo: "..."

You can't beat your nephew, you need to find your senior sister to beat up your apprentice, master, how thick-skinned you are to say such words so confidently!

"Why don't you talk? That little bastard must be bullying you! Just wait, as a teacher, I will go find my senior sister in a while!" Xue Changsheng took out a light green egg with black patterns printed on it from his arms: "Cheng'er never seen it before? This is a treasure, it's—"

"Master has given me enough tonics. If I add more tonics, I really need to be carried by you to the second uncle for help. Isn't he the one who dislikes you the most?" Su Zhuo pointed to his hand Egg: "And Hua Jingniao is the treasure of the third uncle. You stole her old man's egg. Be careful and you will be fined and locked up in the back mountain."

Xue Changsheng's eyes widened: "Cheng'er is so smart, he finished reading the collection of beasts so quickly!"

"Master, don't just praise the disciples, but talk about when you can hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony for the disciples." Su Zhuo sighed: "If it wasn't for this, Brother Zhaoming would not always trouble me."

Xue Changsheng said with a dry smile, "This... well, it will be the master apprenticeship ceremony in a short time, then it will be fine."

Su Zhuo sighed: "But it is written in the clan rules that the apprenticeship ceremony is held for the sake of filling the sect with new blood, and it is held every ten years. Does the master want the disciples to wait another five years?"

"...No, just wait another two months. It will be held when the senior brother in charge comes back." Xue Changsheng suppressed his smile, turned his head to look into the distance, and said in a low voice: "The cultivation world is extremely unstable during this time. , The fourth-generation disciples who joined the sect five years ago were wiped out."

"completely annihilated?"

Xue Changsheng nodded, his brows were full of gloom: "It was done by Moxiu, but we haven't found out who it is yet."

Su Zhuo didn't speak.

Although carrying a heavy task on his body, Su Zhuo actually enjoys life.He yearns for adventure by nature, hoping to travel all over the world to see all kinds of mountains and rivers, but when he was still an ordinary person, the journey that had just begun was forced to stop because of his legs.And in this world, although the world line is still going on as he had conceived until now, it is precisely because it is only a conceive that, except for the main line, the rest of the people, things, and things are born in the completion of the world, They have their own will, and because of these wills, they have created unknown things, unknown landscapes, unknown stories, as well as those amazing behaviors and thoughts.

As the system said, this is a complete world, full of infinite possibilities.

Of course, what Xue Changsheng said was not in the plot that Su Zhuo had conceived, so he didn't have much to say, he just kept it in his heart and changed the topic: "Master, today I heard a nephew say, The master master intends to let Fenqin and Sword Immortal accept apprentices—"

Xue Changsheng immediately turned his head to look at him: "No!"

"Master?"

"That Fenqin Sword Immortal is very cold, and he already has an apprentice. It is said that he doesn't even care about him." Xue Changsheng persuaded: "You don't have to think too much."

"I think it's the master who is thinking more." Su Zhuo said helplessly, "The master does not dislike the meager background of the disciple and is willing to accept the disciple as a disciple, so there is no reason for the disciple to dislike the master."

"Ahem, it's really worthy of being a teacher who loves you so much." Xue Changsheng was satisfied: "Have you finished your homework today?"

"It's all done. By the way, according to Master's notes, I have finished silently the clan rules that the third master punished you for copying." Su Zhuo said with a smile, "I will go to practice swords in the afternoon. Master, don't worry."

Xue Changsheng was overjoyed: "Okay, okay!"

"Let's return this Master Egg." Su Zhuo persuaded: "If you find out, the third uncle may not only punish you to be locked up in the back mountain."

"Eh..." Xue Changsheng thought about the face he was most afraid of, but he finally gave up: "Okay, okay, I will go back as a teacher, and I will find something else good for you."

Su Zhuo thought for a while and said, "Master, can I ask a question?"

"Ok?"

"Why is the Taoist name of Fenqin Sword Immortal... called 'Fenqin'?"

"As a teacher, I don't know very well. I wasn't there when he was invited here by the senior brother in charge ten years ago." Xue Changsheng recalled: "However, as a teacher, I have heard some rumors. It is said that when he became an elder, he once burned I bought a piano that I brought with me, so I can’t say whether it’s true or not.”

Su Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

He looked at the back of Xue Changsheng hurriedly running to return the egg, and shook his head.

The [-]-year-old Jindan stage is also a seedling worth looking forward to if it is placed in a middle school. Xue Changsheng's root bones and spiritual roots are not as bad as the outside rumors, and he is not fed to Jindan by countless spirit treasures and elixir as rumored. Expect.It's just that in Beiming Xianzong, as the junior brother in charge, the master of Pojian Peak, one of the five great fairy peaks of Xianzong, the [-]-year-old Golden Core Stage is simply terrible, it can be said that it is a disgrace to the entire Beiming Xianzong Not too much.

In the eyes of the vast majority of people in the Beiming Immortal Sect, what is the difference between this glorious and glorious lord of the fairy peak, and those second-generation ancestors who rely on their parents for food in the mortal world?

This person is always smiling, using a smile to meet all kinds of sights and expectations, good intentions and malice.And Su Zhuo really hoped that Xue Changsheng, a fool, could keep laughing.

after all……

Xue Changsheng's "life", he only thinks about the process - since the beginning has been incomplete, but the "end" is not yet known.

-

Four months later, perhaps because he was about to meet the person whom he thought about day and night, Fu Qianwen had that dream again.

In the dream, he finally had his own goal after meeting Su Zhuo who had just become the Immortal Emperor.The first goal in life made him ecstatic and obsessed. For the first time, he felt that he was really alive, and for the first time in his life, the temperature was hotter than blood, softer than cream, Those cold but gentle eyebrows and eyes were the first touch of kindness in Fu Qianwen's life.

Fu Qianwen is not a serious person, the first half of his life he lived for others was full of emptiness and meaninglessness.But at this moment when he has a goal, he still feels excited and happy, and then faces every training and every match even more frantically.Harder than anyone, and more ruthless than anyone.His ruthless methods made those indifferent natural immortals fear him, and finally discovered the domineering hidden in Fu Qianwen's bones.

What he decides must be carried out.What he desires, he must hold tightly in his hands, stubborn and decisive.

And after happiness, comes fear.

After Su Zhuo, Fu Qianwen remembered the third name in his life.

——Xia Anning.

The other party has excellent swordsmanship talent, excellent spell aptitude, a smart and flexible mind, and the freshness that person likes most.

And that, perfect face.

Fu Qianwen began to fear, even though he was the best in everyone's eyes, even more hopeful than Xia Anning to win the championship in the near future.But for Fu Qianwen, even if there is only a one-thousandth chance of failure, it makes him crazy with fear.

It was as if his whole life had become a fragile thread, which would break if he failed, and his life would return to that loneliness again.

lonely……

Yes, he is afraid of being alone.

He wanted to hold those hands again, caress them carefully, and slowly feel the sinking warmth.

Over and over again, over and over again, I don't want to let go.

So, never lose.

…………

With six months left before the official competition, the six immortals who passed the final test were arranged by Su Zhuo's side to guard each other as guards—in fact, they were guards, but it was better to say that the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor was only for Su Zhuo. Su Zhuo's tenderness—not just considering efficiency and effect, she hopes that her children will like her future servants.

——If you don’t like it, you won’t even be eligible to appear on the stage.

Fu Qianwen was the third person to be placed next to Su Zhuo. For a whole month, he followed that person with an excitement that even Su Zhuo couldn't see, imprinting the other person's back in his mind, carefully remembering him With the few words, you can feel the spring breeze around the other party.The few senses allowed him to firmly put his hands behind his back, so that he would not be impulsive enough to hold those hands that he thought about day and night.

He sincerely hoped that it could continue like this.

Looking at his back, listening to his voice, feeling his breath, and also being loved by the other party - all these are Fu Qianwen's dreams since childhood, but now he is only a stone's throw away from this desire.

To become a disciple of Immortal Emperor Honglian, to become a senior or younger brother of Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo, and to become a celestial deity in the future to dedicate his loyalty to Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo -- what a beautiful blueprint.

The first longing and hope in his life was like Su Zhuo's favorite mellow fairy wine, which made Fu Qian feel ecstatic when he heard it.

So, be sure to win.

Definitely... to win.

…………

If one were to ask Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo about his six-month life, he would probably only be able to describe it in two words.

--torment.

In addition to the daughter of Fairy Chilian who can't offend and is extremely charming and nympho, there is also Xia Anning, who is super arrogant, and who is so dull that he has not said anything to him except for the first day of hello and the last day of farewell for a month. After the third sentence, Fu Qianwen followed him silently like a ghost.Back in the dormitory, An Yiyin continued to take good care of her on time, morning and evening, and Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo would pinch his face vigorously whenever he found an empty space, in case he really became a person who didn't know what to do. Facial paralysis.

What bothered him the most was that before Shangguan Miantang came to the Immortal World, he had never created any content in the Immortal World, so all the plots were completed by the world itself.It was precisely because of this that when Immortal Emperor Honglian was planning to accept his last disciple, the simultaneous appearance of Fu Qianwen and Xia Anning almost made him explode.

First of all, Fu Qianwen must be selected this time, because he is the "Second Senior Brother".He is still underage, so it is only natural that he should be arranged as a junior.But the problem is that with Xia Anning's self-esteem, before maxing out her favorability, once Xia Anning loses the election, she will never participate again.Even if he had the ability to persuade Immortal Emperor Honglian to hold another competition for recruiting apprentices, Xia Anning would definitely not participate.

——How did this plot turn out!

The former author almost turned gray with worry.

An Yiyin seemed to be so peaceful and gentle forever. He took the comb from the fairy and tidied up the long hair of the Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo little by little. Then he took the paralyzed junior brother who looked more and more like the Immortal Red Lotus to the Practice spells, learn the calendar, learn swordsmanship, and occasionally accept the harsh punishment of the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor for Su Zhuo's slight dissatisfaction.

He always smiled gently at Su Zhuo, never resented, let alone saddened, and always showed his most perfect and beautiful side in front of everyone.

No one knows what he thinks, not even Su Zhuo.

It's like none of them knew Fu Qianwen's boiling heart under his indifferent appearance, and Xia Anning's anxiety and urgency under his disdainful disguise.

Time will not stop or even be delayed because of anyone. Six months later, the competition will officially begin.

An Yiyin, as the only disciple of the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor, accompanied Su Zhuo to stand beside the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor's throne and watch the battle below.In fact, no one except the two of them knew that the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor sitting here was just a false phantom, and it was impossible for the real her to appear here before the game ended.

It's nothing more than ants, but Immortal Emperor Honglian "appeared" in front of everyone for the sake of the balance of the fairy world, but how could he really want to be stained by a group of ants?

Su Zhuo, as the one who was tortured by the other party, can almost guess the inner thoughts of Immortal Emperor Honglian.

For this extremely arrogant Red Lotus Immortal Emperor, it doesn't matter what the process is, all she wants is the final result.

It doesn't matter even if the person who wins in the end still has arrogance.

Before she ascends to the God Realm, she still has a lot of time to smooth out her pride.

A dog should look like a dog.

An Yiyin suddenly said: "Your Majesty."

"What's the matter."

An Yiyin sighed softly: "Do you still remember what the gatekeeper said when we first met?"

Su Zhuo nodded.

An Yiyin smiled at him: "It's nothing, if my predictions come true, Your Majesty can just do what you want. No matter what, I will always stand...by the side of Junior Brother Zhuo."

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Su Zhuo's heart.

Of course he remembered what the gatekeeper said, because the other party would say the same sentence to Shangguan Miantang in the future, and it became Shangguan Miantang's lifelong creed.

——The strong suffer for the weak.

…………

The outcome is decided.

Then, amidst the astonishment of all the immortals, and amidst the anger of the defeated Xia Anning, Immortal Emperor Honglian's right and left Jiuzhong Immortal Venerable announced in front of everyone: "The winner——Fu Qianwen! "

Fu Qianwen was finally allowed to raise his head amidst the cheers of countless Houtian immortals, and looked at Immortal Emperor Honglian who was sitting at the highest place, on the throne inside the bead curtain, and the two teenagers standing beside her.

In fact, with Fu Qianwen's current strength, he couldn't see the people on the stage clearly.But he knew clearly that the person he longed for was standing there, looking at him.

He was panting, looking at the blurred figure of Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo on the high platform covered in blood, slowly, slowly...

Laughed.

This was the only smile in Fu Qianwen's life.