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

"The Immortal Monarch Chang Yuan mistakenly believed in traitors, causing the artifact "Xiwuqin" to fall, causing a great disaster. From now on, his immortal status will be stripped and he will be demoted to the mortal world."

Immortal Realm, Punishment Platform, the sky is gloomy and light rain is pattering.

The rain fell on the face of the Shangguan Xianjun who was punishing him, and there was a slight chill. He stared indifferently at this once very beautiful Xianjun, and the corner of his mouth slowly curved into a mocking arc.

Think back 3000 years ago, how beautiful this fairy was!

Turn your hands into clouds, turn your hands into rain, turn the universe upside down, and create your own original small world.Stand out in the fairy world and attract the attention of all.

However, since the artifact "Xiwuqin" was lost and could not be found for 3000 years, he lost his former glory and became notorious.Some people said that he was too pure and kind; some scolded him for not distinguishing between good and evil;

Of course, this is not the most serious, the most serious is now.

One by one, the whereabouts of the artifact are unknown, and he will be punished accordingly.Get rid of the immortal status, relegate to the mortal world, and go through the catastrophe of nine generations before he can ascend to the immortal world again.

However, is the catastrophe of the Nine Worlds so easy to experience?

Most of the offenders were demoted to the earth, and after only three lives, they went to destruction.

Ninth World Calamity?

Shangguan Xianjun lowered his eyes, cast a contemptuous glance at Changyuan Xianjun who was kneeling on the ground, and let out a cold snort, he would be considered ruthless if he could go through four lives.

There will be no his name in the thousands of years before, and there will be no records in the hundreds of millions of years in the future.

This bright star finally fell into billowing dust in the eyes of all the people.

"Changyuan Immortal Monarch—this is the last time to call you like this." Shangguan Xianjun's tone was indifferent, and he waved his hand to untie the Xuantian iron chain, "Please."

The Xuantian iron chain fell to the ground and made a heavy metal sound. Yun Xu, who had been raising his head, finally opened his blood-smeared eyes with difficulty. The whole world seemed to be covered with a red veil, and he was confused.

Today is the final execution day.

He stared at Shangguan Xianjun, and slowly supported the stone pillar to climb up. He was used to the scenery, and he was not used to looking up at others.

There was blood on the stone pillar, which stained his palms bright red. Because the movement was too large, and the wound was involved, the celestial nail between the eyebrows pierced a little more, and a trickle of hot blood flowed out. round.

"May I ask you a question?"

Shangguan Xianjun frowned fiercely, after a while, Shen Ling said coldly: "Say!"

Yun Xu lowered her eyes, looked at the immortals behind Yun Jing for a while, and asked in a gentle tone as always: "Dare to ask Shangguan Xianjun, if you find the lost artifact, I will be able to return to the fairy world again, and I don't have to go through the unexplored world again." How many lifetimes have you lived?"

Shangguan Xianjun's gaze suddenly became sharp, and knife-like gazes shot from behind Yunjing.

The cold wind was raging, and the punishment platform shrank inside, looking extremely hesitant.

At the foot of the pillar, Yun Xu stared at Shangguan Xianjun with fiery eyes. He was already bruised and bruised. The flesh and bones of the remnant body nailed with a hundred bone erosion nails were separated, revealing the white bones. Passed, circled twice, and stopped at the Xuantian lock on the top of the pillar.

At this time, the Xuantian lock has been opened, and the Xuantian iron chain automatically withdraws from the lute bone, and falls on the blood-stained high platform.

Across the eyebrows is the immortal nail that beats the immortal into a mortal, Shangguan, I can't help shivering because of the immortal.

The only two bright eyeballs in Yun Xu's whole body that were intact were moving lively, looking expectantly at him.

Stimulated by this, Xianjun Shangguan immediately came back to his senses, and the Immortal Emperor who was watching from the eighth heaven at this moment also issued a decree.

According to the emperor's instructions, Shangguan Xianjun replied, "This is natural."

However, everyone knows that the artifact has been lost for 3000 years, and the whole world has not been searched to find out. It is undoubtedly wishful thinking if you want to retrieve it during the catastrophe.

"That's good." Yun Xu lowered her head and murmured to herself, "I'll be here soon."

Shangguan Xianjun's ears were sharp, and when he heard this, the corners of his mouth sneered again, as if he felt that it was too mean and adding insult to injury, and he suppressed it again, but he was afraid that it was too deliberate, so he suppressed half of it and returned to his usual indifference.

"The vicissitudes of life in the world are not worth mentioning to immortals. But to mortals, they have to go through life, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred, and finally fall into reincarnation again, unable to escape."

"Immortal Lord Changyuan, this time, you can bear it."

Yun Xu didn't answer, and bowed. I don't know whether this salute is to the immortal emperor, or to the emperor, it is very respectful.

As soon as he finished the salute, his bloody limbs and bones rose up with dots of golden light.

The fairy king is stripped of his fairy book and sealed with his fairy power, leaving only his bones, unable to gain a foothold in the fairy world. His body will turn into starlight, and his soul will fall into reincarnation. Only when he successfully survives the catastrophe can he release the seal, return to the fairy world, and recover. Xian Ji.

The starlight is like ants, gnawing at the limbs, making the unbearable pain seep out from the bones, penetrate the flesh and blood, and reach the skin.

Yun Xu had already been tortured, her body was weak, and she couldn't bear such a big impact at all, her face suddenly turned pale, and she knelt down on the ground, her fingers firmly grasping the stone pillar, the veins in her neck bulged, and her whole body trembled.

"ah one one"

The golden light kept floating out of his body, and within a moment, it broke through his body and floated up to the ninth heaven.

I'll be back, definitely will be back...

In July, the fire is flowing, and the autumn is getting cooler.

In the elegant room, there is a tripod blue and white censer with engraved branches and double cranes. Soft incense is lit in the censer, and a purple wind chime is hung by the window, which makes a knocking sound with the wind.

"jingling one by one"

A handsome young man was sleeping on the carved wooden bed. He was covered with a silk quilt, struggling on the bed profusely with sweat, and looked painful.

"Yunxu? Xu'er!" Someone shouted eagerly next to his ear, "Wake up!"

Crying eagerly, the young man woke up from his dream, panting and dripping with cold sweat.

"Having a nightmare?" Feng Changan worriedly reached out to touch his forehead.

Yun Xu was stunned, staring at Feng Chang'an blankly, after a while, he wrapped his arms around Feng Chang'an's waist, buried his head in the other's chest, and hummed muffledly.

The other person's body temperature passed through the clothes to her body, warm and dry, and Yunxu heard Feng Chang'an's heartbeat, steady and powerful.

Feng Changan asked: "What nightmare?"

"It's nothing." Yun Xu let go of Feng Chang'an. He slept a little late last night, and when he thought of returning to the fairyland, he became a little irritable, so much so that he dreamed of being demoted.

It's not that I don't want to go back, it's just...

Feng Changan took off the clothes on the shelf and handed them to him, and said slowly: "Since you have already molded a fake spiritual root, let's go find Ye Hua and solve the matter of the spiritual root. It's time to stay in the world of cultivating immortals. left."

It has been a year since the blood sacrifice. Feng Changan entrusted him with the power of the Qing Yunzong to Dao Sanqian. Although he was young, he was calm and steady. The elder who came back from the island can also provoke a big responsibility.

Feng and Chang'an have become immortals. According to the regulations of the immortal world, they should not stay in the lower realm for too long. Firstly, it is not suitable for the immortals to stay in the immortal world; Selfishness, provoking troubles, causing restlessness.

One year is the limit, and we can't stay any longer.

Yun Xu's expression was a little strange, but after only a moment, he returned to normal. He took the clothes, put them on, and when Chang'an was in danger, he kissed the side of his face like a dragonfly.

He smiled and said, "Okay."

The window was not closed. When Feng Changan got up, he found that the sun was rising outside, so he opened the window.

Looking out of the window in a panic, Feng Changan quickly wiped his face with the back of his hand, and glared at him: "Nobody is in shape!"

Dao Sanqian restrained himself and returned to the ceremony, and he would come to pay his respects every day. If he happened to come here, he would see it through the wide open window, how decent it would be.

Yun Xu laughed out loud, and he reached out to wipe it off: "Yes, yes, no shape."

Feng Changan snorted coldly, just as he was about to praise him, he said something like a child can be taught, and suddenly put a warm smear on his forehead.

Wen Nuan was about to leave, Yun Xu asked with a smile, "Is there any form now?"

Feng Chang'an wiped his forehead viciously, and was furious: "Yun Xu, do you want to be beaten? Don't think that I can't deal with you when you grow up."

"Master is referring to the bed..." A trace of malice flashed in his eyes, Yun Xu paused on purpose, he leaned close to Feng Chang'an, lowered his voice, and finished what he hadn't finished saying: "Come on?"

"You...you!" Feng Changan panicked, grabbed Yunxu's collar with his backhand, and threw it over his shoulder beautifully, "Bastard, die to me!"

"Hiss~" Yun Xu never expected that Master would make a move, and was caught off guard and fell to the ground, kowtowing his head and making a loud noise.

"It hurts." Yun Xu's face changed, his expression was ferocious, and he reached out to cover the back of his head tremblingly.

Hearing this, Feng Changan immediately squatted down worriedly, and went to check: "What's wrong? I hit too hard, but I fell to the head?"

Yun Xu: "I'm afraid I broke the skin, I feel like I touched some blood."

Regretting that he had gone down the mountain too hard, Feng Chang'an bit his lip, and stretched out his hand to support Yun Xu: "Sorry, get up, let me see."

While covering her head, Yun Xu peeked at Feng Chang'an, and stood up with Feng Chang'an's arm, but he suddenly put down his hand and laughed out loud.

"Master, you are really...stupid, how could you fall and hurt yourself at such a height? Hahahahahahahahaha..."

He just likes to see Master flustered and acting like he can't help it.Yun Xu is naturally rebellious, the more you don't let me do it, the more I will do it, open my chest, my heart is black as ink.

Feng Changan: "..."

Feng Chang'an pushed Yun Xu away fiercely, slammed the door and left.

On the day of the blood sacrifice, the landslides and the ground cracked, even if Qinglongzhou was far away, it was still involved.

Therefore, after the house collapsed, Xie Yun dragged his burden and moved Ye Hua with him.Feng Chang'an and the two asked for his address all the way. When they asked, Xie Yun was arguing with Ye Hua.

"How many times have I said, people who practice, don't touch dogs..."

"Master, why did I steal chickens and dogs?! Did you steal the chicken?! What you stole were the tears of the prodigal son, the sweetheart of the prodigal son!"

"Excessive words and unreasonable words, nonsense!"

"Master, why am I being so presumptuous, why am I so obsessive?! If you call it, it will cluck, and I will admit that it is my presumptuous words and such nonsense!"

"Thank you Yun!"

"Hey! How many times have you said it, call me Xie Ye, Lao Ye!"

Xie Yun leaned against the wall, plucked his ears, squinted at Ye Hua, and almost rolled his eyes to the sky: "Sir, you really have nothing to do. I am a casual cultivator, and I don't steal or rob. You asked me to beg? How about you raise me?"

Ye Hua frowned. He was sitting in front of the table. Hearing this, he stood up, "Okay, I'll take care of you."

Xie Yun laughed: "How do you raise it? If you have spiritual roots,

Ye Hua remained expressionless: "Pick up the trash and feed you."

Xie Yun: "...Master, I thank you, really. But..."

Before he could finish speaking, a voice suddenly heard at the door.

"Cough!" Feng Changan clenched his fist and coughed lightly, and immediately, both eyes looked from the room to the door.

There were two young men in white clothes standing one behind the other at the door, Feng Chang'an stood in front and Yun Xu stood behind.Seeing that both eyes were focused on him, what Feng Changan wanted to say was stuck in his throat, he hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"But I'm bothering you? You... continue, Elder Ben will come again later?"

"No!" Ye Hua was the first to react, and rushed up to meet her. "Elder Konghuai and Elder Zigui, please come inside."

It was only later that Xie Yun realized that she took small steps and slowly followed behind Ye Hua, without the overbearing and domineering appearance just now.

Facing the two elders in front of her, she was both respectful and afraid, so naturally she didn't dare to do anything wrong.

"The humble house is simple, please bear with me." Ye Hua poured two cups of tea, and placed them lightly in front of Feng Chang'an, "I wonder what the two elders are doing here today?"

He had already heard that these two became immortals, but he knew that he was not qualified to go to Qing Yunzong, so he went to congratulate him, so he just congratulated him in his heart.

Originally, when they became immortals, they should leave the world of cultivating immortals and go straight to the world of immortals, but these two have not been to the world of immortals for a long time.In fact, it's easy to guess why, it was because of Qing Yunzong that he didn't go to the Immortal Realm immediately.

Ye Hua has been secretly paying attention to Qing Yunzong, and seeing that Qing Yunzong is gradually entering a stable state, she guesses that these two will go to the fairyland soon.

One by one, the reason for coming here today is probably to go to the Immortal Realm to say goodbye.

Ye Hua's guess was right. Feng and Chang'an were indeed going to leave the world of cultivating immortals and go to the world of immortals. However, there was one thing that was wrong. They came here not only to say goodbye, but more importantly, about their spiritual roots.

Feng Chang'an took a sip of tea and said, "Do you still want to cultivate immortality?"

Ye Hua's pupils shrank sharply.

"What I said last time, is there something about the spiritual root?!" Xie Yun couldn't hold his breath after all, because he was too shocked and couldn't help shouting.

"Xie Yun." Ye Hua glanced at her, then turned to look at Feng Changan, and said cautiously, "Elder Konghuai, can I still practice?"

His words were full of expectation, but because he was afraid that he had misunderstood, he calmed down his voice and prepared to be disappointed in his heart.

Xie Yun curled his lips, and if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't say anything, what a fierce thing.

"Since you want to, then practice hard." Feng Chang'an stood up and took out the fake spiritual root, "This is a fake spiritual root. Although it is not as good as the real spiritual root, it can still be cultivated."

Yun Xu continued: "However, don't be too happy. Compared with the real spiritual root, the cultivation of the false spiritual root is still a bit laborious. If you don't have the determination to practice, don't waste time and resources."

"I'm determined." Ye Hua hastily assured her with burning eyes and a firm voice.

Feng Changan glanced at Yunxu, nodded and said: "Okay, then the elder will use the fake spiritual root to reshape your spiritual root, it hurts a bit, bear with it."

"As long as you can practice again, it doesn't matter how painful it is."

Ye Hua thought, since he was stripped of his spiritual root and fell from the sky to the dust, he has never experienced so much pain and pain, so the pain of reshaping his spiritual root is nothing.

It is not difficult to reshape the spiritual root, but after reshaping with a pseudo-spiritual root, one needs to rest for several months before practicing.After explaining the things Xie Yun needs to pay attention to during his rest period, Feng Chang'an and the two bid farewell.

Xie Yun watched the two leave.

It snowed all night yesterday, and it stopped this morning. The cold sun fell on the branches with thick snow, reflecting a dazzling light.

She stood at the door and watched for a while, until the figures of Feng Chang'an and the others completely disappeared from her sight, then she walked to the bedside and stared fixedly at Ye Hua who had fainted from pain.

The cold sunlight leaped in from the window sill, and fell on Ye Hua's slightly frowning brows. His brows were delicate, and his eyelashes drooped, covering his usually dark eyes that were always sad.

Xie Yun read it for a while, then turned around and took out a small notebook from the Qiankun bag, and she wrote it in crooked characters:

Today during the Lantern Festival, someone said that I don’t want to steal chickens and dogs. He said, he picks up junk and feeds me.Heh, he's just a fool, he has to count the money after being sold, it's all up to Xie Ye to cover him...

It was getting late, at the foot of the Qing Yunzong Mountain, the lanterns were lit up, and the gongs and drums were blaring.

Feng Chang'an went straight up the mountain without distraction, when suddenly, a sky lantern appeared in front of him out of thin air.

The sky lantern is oval in shape, with a faint scent of turpentine.

Feng Chang'an walked in a hurry and almost bumped into the praying sky lantern, pushed away the obtrusive praying sky lantern, turned his head and followed the trend, Yun Xu got two praying sky lanterns from some stall, one in each hand.

The surrounding fire was dim, scattered on him, he turned his face, smiled with his eyes bent, and his eyebrows were clean: "Master, do you want one?"

"What day is it today?"

Feng Chang'an felt that the atmosphere was not right today, it was obviously much more lively, looking around, it was clearly a wilderness, but there were still many people holding up sky lanterns and waiting for it to be completely dark before setting off the lights.

Yun Xu smiled and replied, "Yuanxiao."

Feng Changan turned his face, and said in a cold voice, "Childish and boring." Bypassing the sky lanterns in front of him, he went straight to the mountain. After walking the twists and turns of the mountain road, the top of the mountain is Qing Yunzong.

Yun Xu understood that he was still angry, and stood in front of him two or three steps, begging for mercy: "Master, don't be angry. I made a mistake this morning. I shouldn't have lied to Master. I will criticize."

Feng Chang'an sneered: "I'm not that stingy." Avoid him and continue walking, "Don't get in the way, go aside."

Yun Xu: "..."

"Master, I know I was wrong." Yun Xu put down the praying lantern, reached out and grabbed Feng Chang'an's sleeve, "Take care of me."

Feng Chang'an wanted to pull out his sleeve with a blank expression.

Yun Xu tightened his grip and refused to let go. He bit his lips: "Master, you lost to me last time, and you were short of two demands. I didn't say anything..."

"Do you threaten me?"

"On the night of the Lantern Festival, everyone travels together. If I go alone, I will be too lonely, and I don't have any friends..."

At the foot of the mountain, Moon Tower.

The mountain wind was blowing in the face with a chill, Feng Changan looked at the sky lantern in his hand, and thought blankly, why on earth did I agree to him to release the sky lantern, boring and childish.

The Wangyue Tower is built on a higher ground, and you can see the lights of thousands of houses in the distance from the fence.

Because it is the Lantern Festival, there are sky lanterns floating in the sky above every household. There are blessing words written on the sky lanterns, and the blurred handwriting on them can be seen from a distance.

"Master, what did you write?" After Yun Xu finished writing, she turned her head to see what Feng Chang'an wrote.

Feng Changan was writing while he was writing, when he saw him looking over, he covered it with his sleeve: "What are you looking at?"

"I'll show you mine." Yun Xu's eyes were still on Feng Chang'an's praying sky lantern, but she handed Feng Chang'an the praying sky lantern in her hand.

Feng Changan tilted his head, his tone was cold: "Don't look."

As he said this, he uncontrollably looked at Yunxu's sky lantern from the corner of his eye, and Feng Chang'an saw only four words written on the sky lantern.

One by one prosperity and peace.

Little heartless.

Feng Changan thought so in his heart, took back his peripheral vision, and wrote his own seriously.Yun Xu sighed and had no choice but to give up. He looked at the lamp facing him, bit his lips and smiled, it was a perfect match.

On the side where the praying sky lantern was facing him, there were two words written vertically—Fengyun.

Feng Changan finished writing, avoided Yun Xu, let it go first, and told Yun Xu not to peek.He didn't know where he heard it, and he said yes, but it didn't work after reading it.

Feng Chang'an naturally hoped that it would be effective, but he didn't want it to be ineffective, or even the other way around.

"Master, are you alright? I saw it! I really saw it! I won't cover it up, I really saw it!"

"No!" Feng Changan let go of the sky lantern, "Wait until it floats higher, no peeking!"

The sky lanterns float higher and higher, and finally merge into thousands of sky lanterns, swaying in the dark night space.

As thousands of sky lanterns rise into the sky, the cold wind blows, blowing the sky lanterns, revealing the words written by Feng Chang'an

One by one, may you survive the catastrophe in the world and hide the stars and the sea.

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Concluding remarks:

The story is paired with old wine, and we will meet again in the Ming Dynasty.

After stumbling and stumbling, it took several months, and finally finished writing. Looking back, I feel a lot of emotion.

From the very beginning, the creation of the character, until now, before your eyes, a lot of things have happened [especially during the Chinese New Year period, a lot of things happened in the three-dimensional, the original plan was disrupted, pushed again and again, I’m sorry] , I am very glad that you can see this and finish writing this story with me.

This story, I know, is not well written. Many times, I want to give up, but because of you, because of my original intention to finish this perhaps not perfect story, I stumbled and finished it.

His heart is sad, no more words.

Here I would like to thank my little angel for supporting me, giving me this story and the hope that others will like it.

If there is a destiny, I hope that the next book "I Can't Be Destroyed in the Horror Text" will see you again.

Finally, I wish you all:

In the future, may you meet gentle people; may you see gentle things; may you be treated kindly by the world.

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Life is not easy, the world is full of things, I am here, and I will wait for you when the weather is sunny.

One by one, a warm cat in winter.