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

Yun Xu said: "The wind is endless, you are very energetic."

"Elder Zigui." Jiang Yu quickly glanced at the young man anxiously, bowed his head and saluted, not daring to say more than half a sentence.

"Master, this disciple is wrong." Feng Chang'an almost didn't kneel down to him, and appeared whenever he spoke ill of him, like this every time, could it be that he followed behind him!

"The attitude is very sincere." Yun Xu nodded.

"Master, this disciple is really wrong!" Feng Chang'an coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and looked up at Yun Xu with his knees.

"It means sincere repentance, so let's climb together again." Yun Xu put away the sword and said with a smile, "I see that you are weak, so I can climb twice more to strengthen your body, okay?"

Feng Chang'an had blood on the corner of his mouth, looking desolate like a stray dog ​​in the wind and rain, "Master, this disciple thinks he will die..."

"I'll give you half the incense stick time." Turning his palm over, an hourglass suddenly appeared in Yunxu's palm, he threw the hourglass to Feng Chang'an, and said harmlessly, "I didn't climb up, I will teach you how to walk the mountain of swords."

Feng Chang'an: "...Master, can you be an individual?"

Yun Xu said, "The countdown starts now."

The hourglass in his hand was as hot as a potato, Feng Changan tremblingly shook off the hourglass, immediately spat out blood, and decisively lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

"Don't pretend to be dead, get up!" Yun Xu walked a thousand miles, raised her foot and kicked Feng Chang'an lightly, "If you don't get up again, don't blame the teacher for being rude to you."

Spreading five fingers, a ball of flames brighter than the light spots overflowing from the gaps of leaves jumped in Yunxu's hands.

Feng Chang'an's eyebrows thumped fiercely, he jumped up like a monkey in the sky, bent down and grabbed a handful of the hourglass, and rushed down the mountain with the heavy pendant on his back.

Yun Xu, you are cruel, you just wait for me, in the future I won't beat you until you cry!

"I made Nephew An Ning laugh." Yun Xu clenched his hands, the flame disappeared, and he nodded to Jiang Yu with a smile.

Jiang Yu: "..." Light incense for Junior Brother Wu Zhi.

Step by step, climb up again, the sun is like fire, and people are dizzy from the sun.

Feng Chang'an seemed to be carrying a big mountain on his back, because his mind was not very clear from the sun, he thought he had climbed a step, but when he looked up, it was less than a third of it.

Sweat ran down his cheeks, wet all the hair at the temples, and even the clothes with the heavy pendant on the back were wet with sweat.

Thinking of Yun Xu's face, Feng Chang'an was so angry that he almost threw Qianqianjin down the mountain, going crazy in his heart.

"Is this kid Yunxu out of his mind or caught by the door? How did he come up with such a weird training method?!"

"The host... I don't know if I should say something or not." 081 said.

"Say."

"According to the records, you trained Yunxu at the beginning. In other words, host, you scolded yourself for having a brain hole and being caught by the door. No matter how angry you are, you can't scold yourself. Calm down."

Feng Changan: "You don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense."

"I will never die without seeing the Yellow River." After 081 finished speaking, a picture gradually appeared in his mind.

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the handsome young man in the clothes of his personal disciple was stepping on the snow, carrying a heavy weight on his back, step by step, struggling upward.

He climbed very slowly, there was still a thick layer of snow on the steps, every time he took a step, there would be a creaking sound, and a heavy footprint appeared.

The sky was dark, with goose feathers and heavy snow floating, and it seemed extremely cold. He gritted his teeth and rubbed a small ball of flames in his hands to keep himself warm.

Feng Changan: "..."

After a moment of silence, Feng Changan said: "The person who invented this method is really a genius!"

081: "As long as you are happy."

Feng Chang'an's smile disappeared, the sun seemed to melt everything, and the hot air rose from the leaves, roasting Feng Chang'an to death, and he climbed up resignedly, counting the steps in his mouth.

"One thousand 320 two, one thousand 320 three, one thousand 320 four, one thousand 320 five..."

When the count reached 330 and five, a strong wind blew out the cooling air.

Facing the wind, Feng Changan laughed loudly, and ran up in three steps and two steps. During the period, he took out the hourglass and looked at it, only one-fifth of it was left.

The boy's frail body always has amazing potential, and the clear laughter and cicadas echoed in the mountains.

At the end of the winding steps, halfway up the mountain there was a young man who was counting the steps and going up. He put away the spiritual power that deliberately blows the strong wind, and followed behind Feng Chang'an as if nothing had happened.

However, he always kept a certain distance so that Feng Chang'an could not see him, just like he could not see his master following behind him back then.

The memory goes back to the year, the wind and snow, almost closing the mountain.

The steps were covered with thick snow that covered the insteps, and he was climbing up with a heavy weight on his back. It was so cold that he couldn't help but make a fire formula, and held the plugs in his hands to keep warm.

He made another mistake today and confused the two medicinal materials, which was really useless.

It is right to be punished by the master, and I will not remember if I am not punished.

With the notes of the two kinds of medicinal materials in her mouth, Yunxu continued to climb up with heavy steps. The snow was indeed thick, but it was not a big obstacle.

The main reason is that some places are icy and need to be avoided. The colder it gets toward the top of the mountain, the more icy places there are, and there is no way to avoid it.

Just after rolling a few steps, an icy blue light flashed in the wind and snow, lifting him up from the powerful steps.

"It's really useless." Holding an umbrella, the young man twisted Yunxu up with one hand and stood firmly on the steps.

Yun Xu shivered from the cold, and the heavy pendant on her back rolled down the mountain: "Master?"

"Huh?" The young man frowned and moved the umbrella towards him.

This is in front of the sect. In order to prevent the sect protection formation from being breached by people with ulterior motives, the steps here have been heavily restricted by the elders of the formation within the sect.

Within this range, one can only use the basic Five Elements Jue, such as Feng Jue and Huo Jue. Once beyond this scope of use, both techniques and spiritual power will be restricted and suppressed.

Even if the young man is already in the late stage of becoming a god, he is still restricted and can only hold an umbrella to keep out the wind and snow.

The elegant sky-blue oiled paper umbrella is not an ordinary umbrella. Its handle is made of surprisingly good materials such as Polygonatum odoratum. Unfortunately, it is only a little warmer than ordinary umbrellas during the prohibition, that's all.

Yun Xu carefully watched his expression: "Why is Master here?"

The umbrella was not big, and covered the young man's head completely. The young man's shoulders were soon dyed white, and even his hair was also dyed white.

He followed him up two steps without saying a word, and then the young man said, "Passing by. I won't be climbing tonight. How many steps are short? I'll make up for it when the snow stops."

He seemed to be passing by all the time, and every time it was a coincidence, no more, no less, just happened to appear.

Climbing back to the original place again, Jiang Yu was still waiting for the wind to change.

Seeing him sweating profusely, he hurriedly handed over the water bottle, and whispered: "Your master has already left, let's be more careful when we talk next time."

Jiang Yu obviously had no shadow over Yun Xu's ecstasy.

Feng Chang'an put down the weight pendant, nodded his head like a pounding garlic: "It makes sense!"

According to Feng Chang'an's own plan, he was supposed to break through the sixth level of Qi training in three months, but because of Yunxu's devil training, he was abruptly brought forward by three months. Yun Xu, who cultivated weapons, might be desperate to force him into the Yan Cave.

The Yan Cave is a rare natural cold zone, used for training the physique of the disciples above the foundation, and usually punishes the disciples who make serious mistakes. Not Yan Cave.

Feng Chang'an knew in his heart that Ye Hua was a fake alchemy mid-stage, and with his current aptitude, it would be difficult to catch up to him even in ten years, let alone three years.

If you want to improve your strength in a short time, one way is to rely on pills, and the other way is to have adventures, supplemented by weapons and one's own skills.

The elixir was purely counterproductive, and he gave up after a flash in his mind, and only considered the second method.

It is a secret place, and depending on the time, it should be opened the day after tomorrow.

Feng Chang'an himself did not have time to establish the foundation, so not only the board of directors' approval was required to become a sect, but also the approval of the master. After approval, he also needed to invite a follower who was above the foundation to prevent accidents.

Feng Changan figured that he needed Yunxu's approval on the other side of the Director's Pavilion, so he went to invite Yunxu's documents tonight. As for the followers above the foundation, he never went to Baihe Academy. Get to know other people.

Dao Sanqian, as a senior brother, must be busy, that's not right.

Yang Jian is an arrogant person, he may not agree, and he is worried about other people, after all, people's hearts are unpredictable.

In this way, there is no one more suitable than Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu is a single-line wood spirit root with outstanding talent. He has broken through the foundation building this year and just got stuck on the threshold.

"Senior Sister An Ning, do you have time these few days?"

Jiang Yu folded the leaves to fan herself. The sun was so poisonous that she felt hot all over her body, as if she was about to burn.

"It's okay, what do you ask this for, do you need me?"

"I would like to invite Senior Sister to be my entourage."

"Where do you want to leave the sect? Yes, I happen to have something to go down the mountain, so it doesn't matter if I go with you."

"The hourglass is my teacher." Yao Yao heard this sentence, and saw a stream of light flying from the top of the mountain, falling in front of the two of them.

Feng Chang'an immediately shut up, smiled apologetically at Jiang Yu, took out an hourglass from his arms and handed it to him, Yun Xu reached out to take it, and the hourglass just finished leaking.

"You barely passed the test." Yun Xu put away the hourglass and held out a sharp sword, "You can put down the heavy pendant, come up, and I will teach you yesterday's lesson as a teacher."

Yu Jian flew into the air, Yun Xu asked, "What did you see?"

Looking down at the bottom of the feet, the mountains are connected with the mountains, the magnificent buildings are located on the high mountains, and the river below is curved and soft like a simple, shining.

Feng Chang'an replied: "The entire Qingyun Sect."

Yunxu poured spiritual power, Yujian flew higher, the wind was fierce, the thin clouds gradually disappeared around him, and even the birds shrank into a little sesame seed under their feet.

"now what?"

After all, Feng Chang'an was only at the sixth level of qi training, and at this height he could barely use his spiritual power. He propped up a layer of spiritual power cover to block the wind, and looked down at his feet with a frown.

"Mountains and lakes."

Yun Xu didn't speak, he made Yu Jian fly to the highest point he could reach, the cold wind only instantly blew Feng Chang'an's spiritual power cover, making Feng Chang'an staggered and wanted to jump into the air.

Yun Xu pulled him into her arms and propped up the spiritual shield: "What do you see now?"

Feng Chang'an had already reached Yunxu's chin, he leaned uncomfortably on Yunxu's chest, and said, "The entire border city of Mobei."

"Very good, now I will tell you about the cultivation realm in detail." Yun Xu Yujian flew back to the Waiting Hall.

When I came to the bamboo forest with plum blossom piles, I stretched out my hand, and the bamboo leaves on the ground were quickly arranged in the air, and they were combined into various characters in an orderly manner.

"People are divided into grades, grades, grades, and grades, and so are immortals.

The first is body training, you have already passed the body training, now it is Qi training, after Qi training, there are foundation building, fake pills, golden pills, Yuanying, Huashen, out of body, and at the stage of out of body, you can open a sect .

After leaving the body, it is the period of crossing the catastrophe, and the ancestor of Mushan is the period of crossing the catastrophe. In the current world of cultivating immortals, there are only a handful of people in the period of crossing the catastrophe. Except for the Qing Yunzong, they are Beixi and Meishan.

After crossing the catastrophe, Mahayana, Feisheng, and Feisheng are the so-called ascending immortals.

The reason why I explain it to you in detail now is because I am afraid that you are forced by the three-year agreement and are eager for success, which will affect your Dao Xin instead..."

Feng Chang'an heard the last, and asked, "What is Master's cultivation level now?"

Yun Xu said: "The mid-stage of becoming a god."

Feng Changan was startled, 20 years ago, he was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but now he is already in the late stage of transformation? !Jumping several realms in a row, you are afraid that you will go against the sky!

"The disciple heard that the suzerain is in the early stage of becoming a god, that is to say, the suzerain is only one level lower than the master?"

"It can be understood in this way. However, the higher the realm, the greater the gap. Sometimes it is not as simple as it seems on the surface. It is listed as the initial stage of foundation establishment and the ninth level of Qi training.

Below the establishment of the foundation is a complete mortal, unable to escape from the trap of mortal dust and fireworks, and above the establishment of the foundation, it is a complete journey to immortality.

Establishing the foundation is a big watershed for monks today. Stepping on the foundation means entering the bigu period, and it also means that the spiritual power in the body has reached the period when the imperial weapon can fly.

The gap is not the difference of first level, but the huge difference between mortals and monks. "

Feng Chang'an thoughtfully asked again: "Master, the last time I saw Xiaobi in the sect, what happened to a junior who practiced Qi at the ninth level and suppressed a younger sister who was in the early stage of foundation establishment?"

Yun Xu waved off the bamboo leaves and sat on the plum blossom pile, "This is because the one who builds the foundation is accumulated by the elixir, while the one who trains Qi has solidly consolidated the foundation. Compared with the two, a fake What do you think of the foundation building, a real qi training?"

"Is that so..." Feng Changan sat cross-legged, Yunxu saw him lost in thought, and seemed to have some insight, so he left quietly.

That night, Feng Chang'an wrote the patriarchal document asking for Yunxu's approval.

"Where are you going down the mountain?" Yun Xu was correcting the religious affairs, heard the words, put down the pen, took the text and read it carefully.

"The disciple heard that there was a vision in the Jinwu country recently, and thought that a strange treasure was born, so..."

Yun Xu covered the text on the desktop: "It's okay to try your luck, did you invite your followers?"

Feng Chang'an said in a regular manner: "Please, Senior Sister An Ning."

"Nephew An Ning has just established the foundation. I'm afraid it will be dangerous for the two of you to go together. Do you need to go together as a teacher?"

"Don't dare to bother Master, the two disciples are just wandering around the periphery, they don't go deep, and there is no danger if they think about it."

Feng Chang'an thought silently: I want you to accompany me, isn't this a brain pit?If you are present, I have to suppress my actions to prevent my secrets from being revealed, so why not just watch the treasure grow wings and fly away.

Yun Xu took a sip of tea, took a pen and reopened the text, signed her name, and stamped the elder's seal.

"be careful."

Feng Chang'an took the text: "Thank you, Master." He bowed and took his leave.

When he opened the palace door and left, Feng Changan looked up at the night sky, the sky was full of stars, extremely bright, and tomorrow would be another sunny day.

The candle in the lampshade was crackling and flicking the wick. Yunxu picked up the pen and continued to correct the religious affairs. Halfway through the correction, her fingers twitched, and she couldn't even hold the pen steadily, and it fell directly from her fingers.

The black devilish energy broke through the seal formed by Feng Chang'an at the beginning, erupted from the dantian, reversed around the sky, and collided with spiritual power.

After a while, the meridians were broken through. Just after the meridian was broken, the spiritual power circulated, and then healed again, and the cycle repeated.

Yun Xu gritted her teeth, leaned on the corner of the table with one hand, and suppressed the pain desperately. His skin was chapped every inch of his body, and his whole body was dripping with blood. Under the orange-red firelight, he still looked eerie, evil and weird.

In the quiet room, the branches of the saplings in the pot withered quickly. The ancestor Mushan seemed to have sensed it. He opened his eyes to look at the saplings, his heart sank, and he disappeared in place.

"What's going on?!" The air was torn apart, and Patriarch Mu Shan quickly walked up to Yun Xu, channeled his spiritual power into his meridians, and forcibly returned the flying magic energy to his dantian.

"Greetings to the ancestor." Yun Xu covered her heart, coughed up blood, and got up to salute.

Patriarch Mu Shan withdrew his spiritual power, waved his hands and said, "There's no need to salute, haven't you suppressed it for the past two years, why did it happen again?"

"Cough cough cough one by one." Yun Xu shook her head, "It's just a temporary suppression."

Patriarch Mushan frowned, a little worried, and said: "You suppress yourself and don't know how long you can suppress it? You should strengthen it before the restriction expires. If it weren't for this time I didn't close the death test, I am afraid that tomorrow the sect will I want to give you a funeral."

"It's not the disciple who suppressed it. The disciple doesn't have that ability. It's the master." Yun Xu said.

"Empty bosom?!" Patriarch Mushan was astonished, and after a moment, he calmly said, "I'm afraid you are not a nightmare."

"It's Master." After Yun Xu found out that the wound was bandaged last time, he felt relieved that the magic energy was sealed in his dantian by the water-type spiritual power. With such pure water-type spiritual power, he knew who it was without thinking too much.

"Where is Kong Huai?"

"The disciple doesn't know either. The disciple guesses that it may be in the Qingming sword."

"Is it on that disciple named Feng Chang'an? It's possible. I think your disciple's soul is a little unstable. Since the Qingming sword is in his body, the empty chest may exist."

Yun Xu didn't answer, he was thinking about the books he had read in the past two years.

After a while, he said: "Old Ancestor, is it true that the Qingming Sword cannot be taken out of the dream? The disciple saw the records in the ancient books, and there is also a record of taking out the sword."

Patriarch Mu Shan looked at him deeply: "It is indeed possible to take it out, but have you thought about the price clearly?

If it is not the original owner and an outsider takes it, the person who is deposited will be insane and foolish for the rest of his life. In serious cases, he will die suddenly on the spot. "

Yun Xu pursed his lips tightly, his bloody face showed a gloomy and cold look, and he said word by word: "The disciple has thought clearly, take it."

He has been thinking about this question these days, to take or not to take, not to take, not reconciled, to take, to sacrifice the apprentice.

After hesitating for a long time, the scale is still tilted towards the master, what is the apprentice, what is nothing.

Patriarch Mu Shan said: "Your apprentice is innocent."

"Disciple knows." Yun Xu clenched his fists, guilt overwhelming him like a sea tide, his voice was drowned in the tide, "But, disciple, there is nothing I can do."

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PS:

I found that the little angels sleep very late, go to bed early, and be careful of hair loss. The source is an author who often loses hair