Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

Ming Zhiyuan finally couldn't hold it anymore, he really couldn't figure out why he asked the master why he was protecting Yun Zifu: "Master, the subordinates don't understand that Yun Zigui is always protecting Feng Konghuai, against you, why should he protect him?" ?”

The last time Ming Zhiyuan was ordered by his master to collect Qi Qing with a scroll, that is, Gu Qing, he had this question. Later, he was ordered by his master to find someone to give the scroll and Qi Qing to Yunzi for refuge. I was even more puzzled, but I didn't dare to ask.

"This is what the deity owes him. Come on, get up." The man in white looked back, "The deity lends you strength, not for you to kneel down. Don't forget what you promised the deity."

Ming Zhiyuan stood up, and stood aside respectfully: "I dare not forget, master, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely come to see you with Feng Kong's head in my arms."

Ming Zhiyuan grew up with the Ming family, suffered all kinds of bullying in the Ming family, wanted to be respected countless times, and lost it countless times.

He thought that it would be like this for the rest of his life, but all of this changed when he met the man in white after Ming Hao's death.

That night, when he heard the news of Ming Hao's death, Ming Zhiyuan was so happy that he went into a maddened state and almost blew himself up. Fortunately, the man in white appeared and pulled him back from the gate of hell.

After the man in white pulled him back, he also borrowed his strength enough to compete with Huashen. The only condition was to kill Feng Changan.

Ming Zhiyuan didn't know who the man in white was, nor did he know what his purpose was. The seeds of revenge against the Ming family had already been planted in his heart, so he agreed.

It was precisely because he agreed that his identity as a demon cultivator was not revealed, so his cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds, allowing Li Shouzhi to pay attention to him, and then replaced Ming Haoming's position.

Everything is the credit of Li Shouzhi's teaching, and what is Li Shouzhi's ups and downs is all farting and perfunctory.

As for this time, Ken came to the battlefield instead of Li Shouzhi just to find an opportunity to kill Feng Changan.

Anyway, he just killed someone who had a grudge against him, Ming Zhiyuan didn't feel ashamed of his conscience at all.He had no conscience.

"The deity is waiting for your good news." After the man in white finished speaking, the phantom disappeared into the air.

Ming Zhiyuan watched the white-clothed man leave, and raised his hand, the majestic power poured from his dantian to the palm of his hand, thickly condensing into a black mist.

It feels good to have power.

Ming Zhiyuan squinted his eyes, staring straight at the black mist in his palm.

……

Xuanwu Continent is not far from Qinglong Continent, with the cultivation base of Feng Chang'an and others, it only takes three to five days to return, and quickly returned to Qinglong Continent, Feng Chang'an heard a few monks talking about Qingyun and the tragedy of exterminating the sect.

After hearing a few words, Feng Chang'an was so anxious that he ran Feng Jue and hurried to Qing Yunzong.

Impossible, it is impossible for Qing Yun to be exterminated. It must be a sect with the same name and surname. It is a mistake, it must be a mistake!

"Master!" Yun Xu was asking a few monks about the clear rhyme they were talking about, when suddenly a gust of wind blew around him, turning his head, the wind Chang'an had already flew into the sky with his sword, and his figure disappeared into the sky.

Several monks looked up at the sky in a funny way, and said with a smile: "It's not that your sect was destroyed, so Ming Zhiyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he really couldn't figure out why he asked the master why he was protecting Yunzi and converted: "Master , The subordinates don't understand, Yun Zigui is always protecting Feng Konghuai, against you, why should he protect him? "

The last time Ming Zhiyuan was ordered by his master to collect Qi Qing with a scroll, that is, Gu Qing, he had this question. Later, he was ordered by his master to find someone to give the scroll and Qi Qing to Yunzi for refuge. I was even more puzzled, but I didn't dare to ask.

"This is what the deity owes him. Come on, get up." The man in white looked back, "The deity lends you strength, not for you to kneel down. Don't forget what you promised the deity."

Ming Zhiyuan stood up, and stood aside respectfully: "I dare not forget, master, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely come to see you with Feng Kong's head in my arms."

Ming Zhiyuan grew up with the Ming family, suffered all kinds of bullying in the Ming family, wanted to be respected countless times, and lost it countless times.

He thought that it would be like this for the rest of his life, but all of this changed when he met the man in white after Ming Hao's death.

That night, when he heard the news of Ming Hao's death, Ming Zhiyuan was so happy that he went into a maddened state and almost blew himself up. Fortunately, the man in white appeared and pulled him back from the gate of hell.

After the man in white pulled him back, he also borrowed his strength enough to compete with Huashen. The only condition was to kill Feng Changan.

Ming Zhiyuan didn't know who the man in white was, nor did he know what his purpose was. The seeds of revenge against the Ming family had already been planted in his heart, so he agreed.

It was precisely because he agreed that his identity as a demon cultivator was not revealed, so his cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds, allowing Li Shouzhi to pay attention to him, and then replaced Ming Haoming's position.

Everything is the credit of Li Shouzhi's teaching, and what is Li Shouzhi's ups and downs is all farting and perfunctory.

As for this time, Ken came to the battlefield instead of Li Shouzhi just to find an opportunity to kill Feng Changan.

Anyway, he just killed someone who had a grudge against him, Ming Zhiyuan didn't feel ashamed of his conscience at all.He had no conscience.

"The deity is waiting for your good news." After the man in white finished speaking, the phantom disappeared into the air.

Ming Zhiyuan watched the white-clothed man leave, and raised his hand, the majestic power poured from his dantian to the palm of his hand, thickly condensing into a black mist.

It feels good to have power.

Ming Zhiyuan squinted his eyes, staring straight at the black mist in his palm.

……

Xuanwu Continent is not far from Qinglong Continent, with the cultivation base of Feng Chang'an and others, it only takes three to five days to return, and quickly returned to Qinglong Continent, Feng Chang'an heard a few monks talking about Qingyun and the tragedy of exterminating the sect.

After hearing a few words, Feng Chang'an was so anxious that he ran Feng Jue and hurried to Qing Yunzong.

Impossible, it is impossible for Qing Yun to be exterminated. It must be a sect with the same name and surname. It is a mistake, it must be a mistake!

"Master!" Yun Xu was asking a few monks about the clear rhyme they were talking about, when suddenly a gust of wind blew around him, turning his head, the wind Chang'an had already flew into the sky with his sword, and his figure disappeared into the sky.

A few monks looked up at the sky funny, and said with a smile: "It's not that your sect was wiped out. Seeing this, the monks ran over quickly and carefully pulled the young man's hand away." If you have something to say, don't move Feet, peace is the most important thing, peace is the most important thing! "

The young man in white didn't respond when he pulled his hand away, and just stood there in a daze.

The fat monk helped the young monk up, but his intuition was wrong. He quietly looked at the young man in white, and saw that he had a good temperament and a shocking appearance.

"My fellow Taoist, who are you in the Qingyun Sect?" The fat monk thought about it and asked tentatively.

Feng Chang'an turned a deaf ear, his expression was in a trance, he turned his head stiffly to look at the fat monk.

The fat monk thought that he didn't understand why he was doing this, so he stepped sideways out of the way, pointed to it and said, "This morning, a lot of people came to look for them, but unfortunately, after searching the ruins, they couldn't find anyone, not even a dead body." .”

"No, this afternoon, I just left crying. If you come earlier, fellow Taoist, maybe you can still see them."

Speaking of this, the fat monk realized what he had said to irritate the other party. He looked up at Feng Changan and said, "Well, if you are looking for someone, you should not look for it. There is no one, not even a corpse. You should It was all cremated..."

"Who said there was no one?" The female monk who picked up the leaks heard the words and sneered, "When the fire was burning last night, I saw..." When she said this, she seemed to be afraid of something, so she shut up and stopped talking.

"What did you see?!" Feng Chang'an appeared in front of her like a ghost, staring at her with cold and fierce eyes. "Say! What do you see!"

"It's nothing, I didn't see anything." The female monk said, sacrificed the spiritual weapon, and wanted to leave the place.

As soon as she flew into the sky with Yujian, she was struck down by a sword light and fell to the ground.Feng Changan used his spiritual power to condense out a sword, and pointed the tip of the sword between her eyebrows: "Say! What do you see!"

"I...I..." The female cultivator supported the ground and kept backing away, "I saw the master of Qingyun Sect standing in front of the mountain gate, muttering something, but the distance was too far, I couldn't hear what he was saying clearly .”

"I...I..." The female cultivator supported the ground, a little scared, she kept backing away, "I saw the master of Qingyun Sect standing in front of the mountain gate, muttering something, but it was too far away, I couldn't hear him clearly talking about something."

"Sect Master? Are you really the Sect Master of Qing Yun Sect?!" Feng Changan clenched the hilt of his sword, and asked almost in a roaring voice. The stimulation was too much, and he could no longer maintain his calm.

With the point of the sword close in front of her eyes, the female cultivator thought to herself what was wrong with her, and hurriedly said, "I'm sure, I am! I can swear!" As she spoke, she immediately swore, "I swear with my Dao heart, what I just said, It is absolutely true, if it is not true, it will be punished by thunder."

I swear with my Dao heart, I ask the Dao of Heaven to supervise, if there is any falsehood, the Dao of Heaven will punish it.

The monk swears with his Dao heart, completely at the expense of his own life and future, and the oath he swears will not be wrong.

Sure enough, it really was him!

A hot current gushed out from the bottom of his heart, Feng Changan couldn't control his temper, turned around and slashed towards the ground with his sword.The sword was majestic, the ground could not bear such a great pressure, a neat sword mark was broken, the sword mark was several feet deep, like a scar, fixed on the ground paved with white jade.

The remaining power of the sword intent spread around, cutting the female cultivator's face. The female cultivator screamed, got up quickly, and the imperial sword soared into the sky.

She could tell that this man was a psychopath, totally irrational.

She thought to herself, instead of staying here and suffering, it is better to retreat earlier!Qing Yunzong is so big, it doesn't have to be here to pick up leaks.

After the fat monk recognized Feng Chang'an, he was afraid of harming Chi Yu and implicating innocent people like them, so he took the young monk and ran away.In a large area of ​​ruins, only Feng Chang'an was left alone.

"Master?" Seeing Qing Yunzong in ruins from afar, Yun Xu secretly thought that something was wrong, Yu Jian fell to the ground, Yun Xu grabbed Feng Chang'an's shoulder, and asked anxiously, "How are you?"

Feng Chang'an turned his head to look at him, his eyes were empty, and he said, "The Qingyun Sect is gone, the suzerain is gone."

When Yun Xu went up the mountain, he had met fat monks, and he gritted his teeth when he heard what they were talking about, and Yun Xu said, "I know."

"Why?" Feng Chang'an looked at Yun Xu blankly, even though he had suspected Nanze and guessed that Nanze might be in collusion with the Yaozu, he never thought that Nanze would destroy the sect, "Why did he do this? Why?"

The Qingyun Sect has a history of tens of thousands of years since its founding. The stone steps under the sect's gate meander upwards, and the clouds and mist surround it like a nine-day fairyland.

Everyone, including him, believed that the Qingyun Sect could stand still, at least not now, or in the hands of the Qingyun Sect master.

"We have won the battle on Biyu Island, we have already won! What good will it do him? A sensible person wouldn't do this, would he?!"

"Master." Seeing that he was not in the right state, Yun Xu panicked and hugged her tightly, "Stop talking." He didn't know how to answer Master, so he could only beg Master not to speak.

When you like someone, you always care too much about the other person's feelings, so you have to think twice about any answer.

The same is true for Yun Xu, he is not afraid of losing anything, but he is afraid of losing his master, he can't control this uncertain factor at all, worrying about gains and losses, he has no sense of security.

"I'm fine, I'm fine..." Feng Chang'an broke out of Yun Xu's arms, shook his head in a daze, held his sword, and staggered along the fallen rubble.

He has been in Qing Yunzong for hundreds of years, and he has an inseparable feeling for this place, as if it is another home, although it is not warm enough, it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

"It would be great if I found out earlier, or I would have come back sooner. If I had paid more attention to this side, if I had doubts, I would have locked him up, and I wouldn't have..." Feng Changan muttered to himself, and didn't leave. After a few steps, he bumped into a piece of gravel and fell hard to the ground.

The rubble on the ground was sharp, and the moment he fell, his palm was cut and blood was dripping.

Feng Chang'an let out a muffled snort, holding on to the ground and trying to get up, but failed and fell to the ground again.

Yun Xu anxiously went to help him, but he pushed him away, "You also think I'm incompetent, don't you? I can't even protect my sect."

Yun Xu was startled: "No, I didn't."

"I don't need help, and I don't need pity from others." Feng Chang'an supported the ground with his sword, his eyes were flushed, and he used anger to hide his fragility, "Only the incompetent need help and pity from others!"

Feng Chang'an never thinks that he is weak, he thinks that he is as strong as an old tree, which cannot be blown down by the wind, and the rain will not stop.

However, people are not born strong.

His so-called strength is just a skin on the outside, now that this skin is peeled off, Feng Chang'an's softness and fragility has nowhere to hide and is exposed to the light of the sky.

Yun Xu half knelt down, covered the wound on his palm with a handkerchief, and said softly: "Master, I didn't pity you. I helped you because you said you would protect me."

In Yun Xu's eyes, his master is the stars, the sun and the moon, and the gods, who are strong enough and good enough.There is no need for pity, nor pity.

"You said, if time can't prove it for me, you will prove it for me. As for what needs to be proved, I think, I need the help of Master to prove a lot. Therefore, we are helping each other, and there is no one to pity the other."

Yun Xu wiped the blood from his palm, lowered her eyes, and blew.

"Does it hurt?"

The sword condensed with spiritual power in Feng Changan's hand shattered. He lowered his head and did not speak.

"Okay." Yun Xu helped him up and coaxed, "Let's stop watching, what happened has already happened, let's get out of here, okay, come back later."

Yun Xu saw that his situation was really wrong, so in order to avoid excessive behavior, Yun Xu thought it would be better to coax him away first.

"Come back later?" Feng Chang'an, who had calmed down, seemed to be stimulated, emotionally, pushed him away, and stumbled forward, "No, I have to ask him now, if I can't find it now , then I will keep looking until I find it.”

Yun Xu grabbed his wrist, with a firm attitude: "Let's go now. You are not in the right state, you need to calm down. When you calm down, it will not be too late to come back and deal with it."

"I'm very calm now, I've never been so calm before." Feng Changan shook off his hand, used his spiritual power to condense the spirit sword again, and said through gritted teeth, "If I want to find him, I'll cut him alive, no matter what unspeakable secrets !"

Saying that, the whole person fell into a state of madness, lowered his head, laughed haha, and the corners of his mouth rose cruelly.

"Yes, he has to be cut alive, let him pay for his life, and pay for the lives of Qing Yunzong."

"Senior Brother is not that kind of person, he must have something to hide." Knowing Master's temper well, Yun Xu has no doubt that he will really kill Senior Brother alive.

"What kind of person is he?! What unspeakable secrets does he have that can destroy the entire Qingyun Sect!" Feng Chang'an said angrily, his eyes were red, his body's spiritual power was disordered, and the violent spiritual power was like a wind blade, strangling the surrounding remnants .

"Unspeakable concealment is not a reason!"