Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

The Zongmen Examination has finally officially started again.

In fact, it's not going anywhere formally, it's just a flat boundary surrounded by wild mountains, and a dozen children gather to compete.

Except that a personal brother and sister will come to give some pointers, and the top three will get a little reward, it is no different from ordinary crowd fighting.

Counting the Three Realms, except for Xuyun Sifeng, you will not find such a casual and shabby "Zongmen Test" in any other fairy sect.

Fang Zhiyuan pushed the black long knife in his hand forward, let go, and the knife floated steadily in the air.

Lin Lingqing has a Tunan sword that is pure white Shengxue, and his immortal weapon is the black as night calamity tooth knife.Fang Zhiyuan made the calamity tooth two or three times bigger, then turned to Lin Lingqing and said, "Sit."

Xun Mingsi looked this way in surprise, "Second Senior Brother is in a good mood today?" To be so obedient in front of Senior Senior Brother, and even take the initiative to sit down with a knife...

"That's right, someone who has just obtained a golden elixir." Lin Lingqing calmly wrapped up his robe, and sat next to Fang Zhiyuan on the calamity tooth knife.

"Elder brother is right." Xun Ming smiled thoughtfully.

The long knife slowly lifted the two of them into the air, and the breeze was blowing very pleasantly.

Lin Lingqing sat side by side with Fang Zhiyuan, watching the competition of the outer disciples condescendingly.Occasionally, I saw some misunderstandings in the martial arts, so I opened my mouth to wake up a few words.

In fact, with the perspective of the two people, Xianshou and Mojun, basically they only need to see one or two moves, who will win and who will win, and the strengths of both sides, and they will have a conclusion in their hearts.

Lin Lingqing murmured, and put thin fingers like white porcelain on his lips: "...It's really ugly, it's too weak."

Calculating based on the current time of rebirth, the "fairy calamity" in which the yin qi will flow backward will come three years later, and a large number of monks will become demons under the influence of yin qi.

However, the two battles of immortals and demons have been confronted for more than a hundred years, and visitors from outside the sky who claim to be "true gods" flock to break the balance and instigate a wave of killings in the immortal world to encircle and suppress demon cultivators.

... After that, there were corpses all over the field, and blood flowed across the oars.

In fact, there is not enough time.It is imminent to make a decision on where Xu Yunzong will go in the future.

There are no outsiders around, and there is no need to worry about shocking others by talking about rebirth.

Fang Zhiyuan propped his chin, and said in a low voice: "Then what's the hindrance, Xuyun Sifeng was not supported by these small things. In this life, with you and me, can't you protect Xuyunzong?"

"Brother, in this life, I will stay on Taiqing Island and not go anywhere."

Lin Lingqing looked at him unexpectedly.

Fang Zhiyuan snorted and said with a self-conscious smile: "Young Xianshou is like a fake wine mixed with water. You don't know how tasteless it is until you drink it a few sips. Just sit whoever likes to sit."

"……cough."

He suddenly cleared his throat again, stared at Lin Lingqing and said tentatively, "Brother...it must be different."

"The demon cultivator has no annoying rules, and the elder brother is the supreme emperor—presumably he is much more carefree than me, the fairy head."

Lin Lingqing shook his head with clear eyebrows: "How can it be. You know me, I am a person who is happy to take a break, and I am not a king. Looking back, it was the part of Xuyun Peak in Taiqing Island when I was young. Time, freedom, carefree, the most happy and unforgettable.”

"Really?" Fang Zhiyuan's eyes lit up with surprise, and whispered: "In that case—"

Suddenly, Lin Lingqing made a silent gesture, and gave Fang Zhiyuan a wink to talk about it later.

He saw Xun Mingsi, who had been watching the competition of the outer disciples intently, seemed to remember something, and turned his head to look this way.

"Eldest brother." Xun Mingsi really raised his voice and called out, as if he had something to say to him.

Lin Lingqing patted the long knife, "Go down."

Fang Zhiyuan manipulated the disaster tooth to descend with his mind.

Lin Lingqing jumped off halfway, landed floatingly, walked towards Xun Mingsi and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Almost forgot something important, don't blame the big brother."

Xun Mingsi took a gentle step forward, "Master and his elders seemed to be looking for you a few days ago, but at that time your three senior brothers and sisters were still in retreat, so it was not good to interrupt halfway. The master asked... After the senior brother leaves the retreat, remember to call You go and meet him."

Lin Lingqing's expression changed slightly.

The word "Master" fell into my ears, like throwing a stone into a lake.

...In the previous life, Taoist Yin Changxin of Xuyun fell in that catastrophe that changed everything.Since then, Lin Lingqing has never seen his master again.

Later, too many people have forgotten that Demon Lord Lin Lingqing was also a disciple of Xuyun Sect, and there was a master named Yin Changxin from the Immortal Family.

They only remember the lonely and beautiful figure in the black fur and black robe, sitting high on the tower made of white bones, driving the demon cultivators, and ruling the world.

Only Lin Lingqing himself can't forget it.

Dreaming back at midnight, tossing and turning, for decades.

Xun Mingsi glanced at the young disciples not far away again: "It's almost over here, leave the rest to Mingsi, senior brother, please go."

Lin Lingqing closed his eyes suddenly, with a shallow mark between his brows.

He suppressed the roiling emotions in his chest, "Okay, thank you."

……

Xuyun four peaks, the main peak is the highest.The peak is where Yin Changxin, a Taoist of Xuyun, opened up the cave. The snow does not melt all the year round, and it is as white as an illusion.

Lin Lingqing walked up the snow-covered bluestone path, the sound of his footsteps was empty and quiet.

The path is narrow and curved, with jagged rocks on both sides and old pine trees with twisted roots.There was a heavy snow yesterday, and the treetops were all white.

He originally wanted to take Fang Zhiyuan to meet the master, but the latter hesitated for a moment but refused, saying that he had a rebellious temper when he was young, and he was not very close to the master. It would be abnormal if he rushed to accompany his brother to see the master. Let's talk about it next time.

Lin Lingqing thought this was the reason, and didn't force it, and went to the top of the main peak alone.

Stepping on the last bluestone steps, he shook his sleeves and straightened the hem of his robe, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

Xu is close to the hometown and timid.

Two long tender cries came from the sky.A pair of cranes approached from the clouds, circled twice, and retracted their wings slowly.

They transformed into a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth and a handsome boy with a handsome face, and landed in front of Lin Lingqing lightly.

The crane demon girl was dressed in white cotton clothes, a black jacket, two red ribbons tied in a double-ring bun, looking at her twelve or thirteen years old, she smiled and bowed to Lin Lingqing and said, "Oh, Qing'er is here! I'm here to see the suzerain Is it? Why are you standing here without moving, please come inside quickly."

The Crane Demon boy was also dressed almost the same, but tied a small bun behind his head, and bowed, "Brother Qing'er hasn't been here for a long time, the suzerain misses him very much."

This pair of crane demon brothers and sisters stayed on the top of the main peak all year round to serve the suzerain Yin Changxin, and they were also old acquaintances in previous lives.

Lin Lingqing greeted them both, and walked further inside.

In the distance, there is only a small building hidden under a few tall green pines, which is also covered with snow.

There is a Taoist outside the house, with loose hair, legs propped up, head resting on his bent arms, lying on his side under a pine tree very loosely.

Lin Lingqing stared at the figure intently, and walked towards Qingsongxia step by step.

The figure gradually became clear, and it really was his master, the master of Xuyun Sect, Xuyun Daoist, one of the strongest powers in the immortal world, and the person who taught him the forbidden technique of rebirth back in time.

Yin Changxin.

The master is still wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a thin face, long eyebrows and fine eyes, and his temperament is also in memory-in Zhiyuan's words, "lazy, decadent and lonely, he looks like a big dog when he sleeps with his eyes closed." gray cat.

Lin Lingqing couldn't help being a little dazed.

He seemed to be in a dream, and he seemed to wake up from a dream.

Unlike most disciples of the immortal sect, Lin Lingqing was not born in the immortal world, although he has excellent roots and astonishing aptitude.

He is an orphan in the mortal world, wandering around since he was a child, not knowing who his biological parents are.

When he was eight years old, it was Yin Changxin who pulled the blood-stained him out of the pile of corpses in flames, and brought him to Xuyun Peak on Taiqing Island, and on his journey to the mighty fairyland.

Immortal caresses me...

... knot hair bestows longevity.

"Qing'er."

Yin Changxin, who was lying under the green pine with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke without warning.He turned over, lifted his eyelids loosely, pointed to his nose and said, "Why, is there something on my teacher's face?"

His slanted eyes are naturally slightly raised, and his pupil color is slightly lighter, which indeed gives people a somewhat lonely and supercilious feeling.

"No."

The white-robed boy knelt forward obediently, and said softly, "I've been in seclusion alone for many days, um... I miss Master a little bit."

Immortal cultivators, especially those who are highly talented and young and promising, often look much younger than their real age.

Both Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan were like this, especially the former.

Just put away the deep expression that doesn't match his age, and raise the clear eyes, and you will be a soft and pure boy like the first snow.

Yin Changxin shook his head and smiled, and sat up: "Hey, silly boy. The journey of cultivation is long and far away, and there are many days for one person. You must endure loneliness."

Lin Lingqing lowered her eyes and nodded, "Qing'er knows."

Of course he knew.

On the path of practice that he walked, the master fell, and the younger brothers and younger sisters were scattered all over the world.He and Fang Zhiyuan went south and north, and they were mortal enemies of good and evil on the surface, and they couldn't see each other for decades.

He naturally knows what a person's life is.

What is loneliness.

"It's good to know." Yin Changxin frowned, then cleared his throat solemnly, shook the snow on the Taoist robe, and then stretched out his arms, "It's boring in seclusion. Come, master hug .”

Lin Lingqing put away those messy thoughts, and leaned forward into Master's arms.

It's been a long time since he was hugged by his master, he rested his chin on Yin Changxin's shoulder contentedly, rubbing against each other.

A warm current surged from my heart to my limbs.

Yin Changxin rubbed his back with the palm of his hand, and the Taoist coaxed his little apprentice: "Well, good boy, Qing'er is a good boy."

And leisurely asked: "Your fish and stars, are you still retreating?"

Suzerain Xuyun has a quirk.

He never refused to properly call his disciples by their names.

The so-called fish refers to Yu Hongtang, the youngest junior sister among the six true disciples of the Xuyun Sect, a girl picked up and raised by Lin Lingqing when she was young;

The three of them could be said to be childhood sweethearts back then, they grew up together like brothers and sisters, and they had the best relationship among the six senior brothers and sisters.

Obviously, the node he returned to by using the forbidden technique of rebirth to trace the cause and effect happened to be the day when the three brothers and sisters met to retreat together.

If his memory is correct, he had just had an epiphany at that time, and his realm urgently needed to be stabilized.Fang Zhiyuan and Yu Hongtang both reached the threshold of breakthrough, so they retreated together on the main peak.

Lin Lingqing thought for a while, and replied: "Zhiyuan has formed an alchemy. Little Brown Tang has not yet left the customs, and when she comes out, it should be consecrated when she comes out."

Today's cultivators divide their practice into seven realms: Entraining Qi, Building Foundation, Consecration, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, Mahayana, and Crossing Tribulation.Further up, it is the realm of shattering the void and ascending to immortality that is only involved in history books and legends.

Fang Zhiyuan was just nineteen years old, and he had already formed a golden elixir; Yu Hongtang, who had reached the peak of the foundation building period and was about to break through the realm, was only 11 years old this year.

Coupled with Lin Lingqing, who has the highest cultivation base, the three brothers and sisters are shocking talents no matter where they are placed.

Yin Changxin just said "Oh", narrowed his pale eyes, and said, "That's not bad."

Lin Lingqing didn't say a word, after all, Master, a half-step immortal in the tribulation period, saw their cultivation bases, comparable to the cultivation bases of those outer disciples he had just seen——

It's all scum.

The difference is nothing more than a bigger slag and a smaller slag. It's already pretty good to be able to say "not bad"...

"Master called Qing'er, what's the matter?"

Yin Changxin nodded "hmm", shook his cuffs and stretched out his hand, "Yes."

Between his two fingers, he held a pale golden sweet-scented osmanthus flower like a magic trick, "Here, here it is for you."

It is obviously just a flower, but the cinnamon fragrance is rich and tangy, which makes people feel refreshed, and the eyes are instantly clear, and it is obviously not a vulgar thing.

"...!"

Lin Lingqing's pupils constricted, and her heart beat hard.He quietly squeezed his fingers tightly, but his face remained calm, and he asked suspiciously, "This is it?"

The gray-robed Taoist held the sweet-scented osmanthus and said: "The flowers of the Golden Osmanthus Palace are here, which means that this time the Golden Osmanthus Trial is about to start. If you children have nothing to do, go to Liuhuazhou to play."

Lin Lingqing said calmly: "Zhiyuan will be very happy."

"You, it's time to leave Taiqing Island, and take a walk outside." Yin Changxin lazily raised his hand, and randomly inserted sweet-scented osmanthus in the boy's black hair. Know which roads should be taken in the world and which roads should not be taken; which roads are easy to walk and which roads are difficult to walk.”

Lin Lingqing smiled, and touched the sweet-scented osmanthus: "...you should not go on any road that is easy to travel, and you must go on any road that is difficult to travel."

As if he had never expected such an answer, Yin Changxin was taken aback.

After a while, he also smiled slowly, and once again hugged the boy in white in front of him, "Good boy."

Lin Lingqing slowly closed his eyes.

He sighed softly in his heart: I'm sorry, Master.

At this moment, old memories flooded in, pushing him back to the year when he was eight years old like a huge wave.

He knelt down between the pool of blood and the corpses like dead ashes.Seeing the Taoist coming from the gap between the flames and the blood, the whisk in his hand was white and clean.

Dry and warm fingertips caressed the top of his hair.

The light-colored slender eyes swept down, and there seemed to be a bit of compassion in the eyes.

"Why did it get so dirty... You shouldn't be here."

The fairy strokes my top.

"You are the destiny of an immortal. You should be a kind immortal who saves the common people, saves the Three Realms, and turns the tide..."

Endowed with long life.

"Stand up and follow me."

Lin Lingqing said inwardly: I'm sorry, Master.Qing'er failed your teachings, and ultimately failed to become a celestial being who can save the world.

I became a demon.