The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

Meng Yijue returned in full costume, causing a commotion in a small area as soon as he appeared on the stage.

But this time, the eyes looking from all directions are no longer contempt and disgust, but full of envy, admiration, and admiration...

Facing everyone's changes, Qing Yang and others who followed Master felt both bitterness and relief.

In the past two years, their master has suffered too much grievance and injustice for nothing, and now that the grievances have finally been cleared, it is time for other people, whether it is in terms of beauty, temperament or strength, to get to know their master again.

Shui Lingyuan, like her brothers and sisters, was delighted for Master.

But when he found those gazes unabashedly on the face and body of the master, a familiar sour feeling hit his heart again, and a fire suddenly rose up, burning blazingly in his chest.

Looking at the master's beautiful back, Shui Lingyuan suddenly wanted to hide him in a place where no one else could see him.To save some people from staring straight at him, as if they wanted to make a hole in his master.

Meng Yijue walked briskly, quickly passed through the crowd, and came to the table where the cultivators of Zifeng Mountain were sitting.

Master Ziyun watched Meng Yijue's master and apprentice coming from a distance, immediately waved enthusiastically, and said kindly: "Nephew Yijue, come and sit here."

Hao Yuezong has strict rules and regulations, and the banquet seats are strictly arranged according to the seniority.Master Ziyun sat in the upper seat, and on the left and right sides there were two or three seniors with senior seniority at the level of uncle and uncle, and further to the side were cultivators of the same generation as Meng Yijue, who also sat down from high to low .

In Zifeng Mountain, there are more than ten monks who are of the same generation as Meng Yijue.

In the past, Zhong Heng, Zhao Ruolin, and An Jinhua were all in the front row, followed by ordinary monks, and Meng Yijue was always at the bottom.

But this time, Master Ziyun directly invited Meng Yijue to sit next to his uncle and uncle—letting him rank ahead of all fellow cultivators.

Meng Yijue declined: "Thank you uncle, I'd better sit in the back with my apprentices."

He intends to go to the corner seat beside the table, but not only Master Ziyun, but also several other seniors from Zifeng Mountain are also strongly inviting him to sit in front.An uncle said: "Xiao Meng, you are one of the protagonists of this celebration banquet. It is not reasonable to sit in the back! Don't be nervous, you can sit in the front."

The elders warmly invited, but Meng Yijue couldn't help it, so he had to sit in the front row next to a group of seniors who seldom interacted with each other.

But that's fine too.Meng Yijue could feel that since he stepped into the hall, Zhong Heng had been staring at him, showing a look in his eyes that wanted to communicate with him.Now that he sat alone in the front row, he avoided being caught in the crowd of his peers and accepted their scrutiny.

Meng Yijue sat down, and the uncles and uncles on the left and right came to chat with him with smiles on their faces.

After the greetings of good health, an uncle named Zisong Daoist asked, "Xiao Meng, what are your plans for the future? Will you re-learn the way of swordsmanship?"

Meng Yijue said softly: "Master, I don't practice swords anymore, I'm learning talismans instead."

"Tales? The Haoyue School has the most swordsmanship, but not many talisman cultivators, but it's not impossible. For example, Yue Qingzun is the best at all kinds of spells. His formation and talisman cultivation are both unique." Master Zisong He said kindly, "Yue Qingzun holds a talisman forum every summer. If you are interested, you can go and listen."

Meng Yijue nodded, "Thank you uncle for telling me, I will go then."

After chatting for a few words, the topic shifted to his disciples.

Another uncle said curiously: "Xiao Meng, your water demon apprentice became very famous in the Nether Clan World War I. It is said that he used your sun sinking swordsmanship. Since you have changed the talisman way, after the water demon Will you continue to practice swordsmanship?"

"En." He nodded, "Ling Yuan is good at weapons, and from now on she will focus on swordsmanship." As he answered, he couldn't help but think of Ling Yuan in his heart.

His intuition told him that this little apprentice might have been watching this side since he sat down separately.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the table behind where the disciples were sitting.

Facts have proved that his intuition is very accurate, or he knows Ling Yuan too well - when he turned his head, he really saw Ling Yuan's gaze passing through the crowd to meet him.

Meng Yijue secretly smiled in his heart, nodded to Ling Yuan, and turned his face away.

Ling Yuan's strength is extraordinary at such a young age, making these older cultivators envious.The seniors surrounded Meng Yijue talking to each other, and asked questions about the water demon with great interest.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead!" Master Zisong said with a smile, waving his fan, "Everyone of the younger generation of the Haoyue Sect is not easy!"

Master Zi Yun laughed and said: "That's right. Well, the banquet is about to start, you guys, stop chasing Xiao Meng to ask questions, people thought you were going to poach someone!"

Just as he was talking, the lights in the hall suddenly lit up.People were quiet for an instant and stopped talking loudly.

Following their gazes, Meng Yijue also turned to look.

At the end of the steps directly in front of the main hall, Master Yun was sitting with his lapels in front of him, and below him were three Zongmen in pale golden Taoist robes.

In addition to the Yuexuanzun and Yueqingzun he knew, there was also a veiled long-haired cultivator who looked like a woman, so it should be that Yuehuazun.

Sitting on an equal footing next to the three statues is Mr. Immortal Physician, the oldest in the sect.

These five are the five most respected masters of Hao Yuezong today.

Master Yun got up and stood in the center of the hall, his deep voice was amplified by magic and spread to every corner of the hall.

The headmaster extended a welcome to everyone who came to the celebration banquet.He reviewed in detail the heroic battle of the Zongmen disciples in the Nether Race World War I, and then asked everyone present to raise their glasses of wine to pay tribute to the heroes who died in the battle.

There were intermittent murmurs and sobbing all around.

Holding the cup in both hands, Meng Yijue looked up and saw the phantoms of the dead floating above the hall.

Seeing the specific and unfamiliar faces flashing in the air, he knew that in the battle of the Nether Race, although the Zongmen won, it also suffered a lot of losses, and his heart was a little heavy.

Master Yun's voice was sonorous and powerful: "When the bright moon is in the sky, heroes will last forever!"

People tilted the jug one after another, and the liquor slowly spilled on the ground.

After paying tribute and mourning in silence, the leader said: "The dead are gone, and the living are like this. Everyone, let's encourage each other!"

People filled up the wine and raised their wine glasses one after another, respecting the sect, the master, the masters of all lines, and my fellow practitioners.

After toasting a round of wine, the master signaled everyone to sit down, and then said: "Dear comrades, taking this opportunity of the celebration dinner, I would like to pay tribute to the heroes who have performed outstandingly and achieved great results in this battle, and be rewarded."

His majestic gaze swept across the people in the hall, and he said slowly: "In this battle with the Nether tribe and the fierce beast tribe, the two cultivators of Zifeng Mountain have made great contributions. One of them is named Meng Yijue. I think Everyone here has already heard about him. He has won the leader of the inner sect disciple sword competition for three consecutive times, and is known as the number one swordsman among the younger generation. It was only two years ago that Meng Yijue took risks to save his friends Entering the Demon Realm, but was betrayed and framed by fellow seniors, not only was the inner alchemy broken, but he also suffered an undeserved infamy."

Immediately, everyone around turned their heads in unison, all eyes focused on Meng Yijue.The latter held his glass tightly.

Master Yun's eyes also passed through the hall, meeting Meng Yijue's eyes.He declared:

"After a rigorous investigation by the Judicial Division, the case has been concluded. The details of the truth have been distributed to the various peaks and gardens of the Zongmen by the carrier pigeons. I will not repeat them here. Now I am announcing the results of the case:

An Jinhua, a cultivator of Zifeng Mountain and the former master of Yunjin Palace, brutally killed Zhong Wei, an inner disciple of Zifeng Mountain, intentionally causing fellow cultivator Meng Yijue to lose his inner alchemy, and blamed the innocent Meng Yijue.This seat now decides to deprive An Jinhua of the title of principal, and sentence him to life imprisonment in a thousand-year-old ice cave, to endure the pain of ice death! "

The majestic gaze of the head of the sect slowly looked around the hall, "The cultivators of the Wang sect take this as a warning, correct their minds, and practice steadfastly. I absolutely don't want this kind of harm to my fellow sect to happen again!"

All His Highness replied in unison: "Understood!"

Master Yun nodded and continued: "Meng Yijue, a monk in Zifeng Mountain, was framed by traitors in the Demon Realm and lost his inner alchemy, and also lost his innocence. In the past two years, he has silently endured unwarranted crimes and cold eyes from those who don't know. , but did not give up on himself, but endured the humiliation and led the disciples to persevere in practice.

In this battle against the Demon Realm, he even bravely entered the underground palace to challenge the Nether King, set up amulets on the battlefield many times to resist the enemy, and helped fellow practitioners break out of the siege.This kind of character and perseverance make me deeply admire. "

The head's words were sincere and sincere, and everyone present was moved.

The old man raised his wine glass and walked down the steps, facing Meng Yijue, "As the head of the Haoyue Sect, I want to give Meng Yijue justice today, and reward him for his bravery and tenacity, and promote Meng Yijue to be the head of Zifeng Mountain!"

Hearing this at first, Meng Yijue was both surprised and happy.He quickly calmed down, stood up and held up his wine glass to thank the head and the venerables respectfully.

Grand applause and cheers erupted all around.

"Congratulations, Master Meng!"

"Master Meng, congratulations!"

Hearing people's congratulations, Meng Yijue clasped his fists and saluted all around, Wen Run responded: "Thank you everyone." He drank the wine in his glass with a smile, then returned to his seat and sat down in a low-key manner.

What Meng Yijue never expected was that people cheered him enthusiastically. In addition to admiring his strength and character, his glamorous appearance is also an excellent weapon to attract people's favor.

Since the cultivators of the other main peaks rarely showed their faces in front of people outside Zifeng Mountain in the past two years, when they saw Meng Yijue for the first time tonight, they couldn't help showing surprise and admiration, and asked each other what the beauty's name in red was. Who is the name, and which lineage is it from?

After the grand introduction and commendation by the head of Caiyun just now, they not only appreciated Meng Yijue's beauty, but also recognized him more sincerely.

Immediately, some people started discussing excitedly, this beauty has both ability and virtue, I don't know if there is a Taoist companion, whether it is good to chase...

Sensing the enthusiastic response from the people, Master Ziyun grinned his white teeth and smiled from ear to ear: "Okay, okay, we have another master in Zifeng Mountain. Now counting it, we have a lot of people in our veins." Ten masters are in charge!"

Master Zisong also laughed and said, "Hey, besides Xiao Meng, Zhong Heng and Zhao Ruolin are also in charge among our younger generation, right? In the future, there will be more and more young people in charge, and our Zifeng Mountain will also be more and more important." The more prosperous it is!"

Meng Yijue seemed to be the center of the whole dinner party. The elders of Zifeng Mountain were very happy, but the cultivators of his generation were not very happy.

After all, since the unjust case two years ago, they have indiscriminately supported An Jinhua's rhetoric, standing on the moral high ground and stepping Meng Yijue into the quagmire.

At this moment, Meng Yijue cleared up his grievances. These "brothers" who bullied and oppressed him the most did not say anything on the surface, but they were beating a small drum in their hearts, feeling uneasy and extremely entangled.

"Everyone." Master Yun spoke again, and the surroundings became silent, "In addition to Meng Yijue, I also want to introduce a newcomer to you. He is a new disciple of our Haoyue Sect's inner sect, and he is also an outstanding figure in this battle." The meritorious young demon cultivator, his name is Shui Lingyuan."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shui Lingyuan stood up with a calm expression.

"Although Shui Lingyuan is young, his strength is extraordinary. He has fought against two Nether Kings successively, and he has won undefeated records." Master Yun turned to Lingyuan with a smile: "Young man, this seat represents Haoyue Sect, welcome to join us .”

"Thank you for your love, Sect Leader." Shui Lingyuan arched her hands, looked around, and said politely: "Seniors and fellow practitioners, I am in Xiashui Lingyuan, and my teacher is Meng Yijue. I am honored to join the Haoyue Sect today. Please take care of me and give me advice. .”

There was applause in the hall.

Although Shui Lingyuan is young, but his demeanor is dignified and calm. In addition, he has an extraordinary record that can shock the entire sect. Everyone present envies and admires this young strong man.

Someone said: "Oh, this little water demon defeated the Nether King when he debuted, and he will be a great person in the future!"

The other person ran against him, "It stands to reason that he just joined Haoyue Sect today, why did he 'debut' just after entering the Tao?"

"The future generations are fearful, the future generations are fearful!"

Master Yun patted the young man on the shoulder, and said lovingly, "Ling Yuan, take your seat."

Shui Lingyuan bowed and thanked the master, then strode back to the table and sat down, raised his eyes to meet the master's warm eyes, a smile appeared on his calm face.

Meng Yijue gave him a thumbs up.Lingyuan made her debut in front of everyone today, and she behaved generously and decently, which made him extremely proud.

"Okay, that's all I want to say." Master Yun waved his hand, and said proudly: "The celebration dinner has officially begun! Let's have fun, everyone!"

As soon as he finished his words, his spells came alive, and delicious dishes were served on the table one after another.Soon, every table was filled with sumptuous meals.

Meng Yijue followed the etiquette and first toasted the elders at the table, coaxing the elders very happy.After the task was successfully completed, he put down his wine glass in peace, and prepared to open his stomach to eat a big meal.

He drank several cups in a row, but he didn't feel it when he drank it. It wasn't until he sat down after the toast that he felt that the wine of the fairy gate was stronger than the one he drank at the foot of the mountain before.

It's not a big deal, it's just that his snow-white cheeks were quickly dyed bright red, and the corners of his eyes were also wet.Sitting in the crowd of cultivators in Zifeng Mountain, such a bright beauty is simply outstanding and eye-catching.

Meng Yijue didn't notice it, but Zhong Heng and others who sat a little further away were staring at it greedily.

Because of the seniors sitting next to them, they didn't dare to go up to talk to Meng Yijue. They just waited patiently and prepared to wait for the uncles and uncles on the table to drink almost, and then wait for the opportunity to dispatch...

"Well, it's delicious."

While the other cultivators were calculating, Meng Yijue was eating the dishes in front of him with relish.

What happened to be in front of him were some of his favorite foods, such as tomato beef brisket, fish soup with colorful balls, and spicy chicken with crispy bones... He filled some fish soup and soaked it in the hot rice, and took another sip of wine, feeling satisfied. smelly.

But when he was staring at the exquisite small wine glass, he suddenly thought of a person - a guy who was extremely incapable of drinking and would explode after drinking.

Meng Yijue turned his head suddenly and looked at his disciple's table, and he saw a pair of water-blue eyes staring at him in a daze.

Shui Lingyuan sat on the spot with blank eyes, and there were still two empty small wine glasses in her hand.

"Oops!" Meng Yijue suddenly felt bad.

It was too late to call Qingyang and the others, only to see Ling Yuan trembled for a while, and then fell down on the table, unconscious.

Everyone around was startled.Qing Yang, who was sitting next to Ling Yuan, stretched out his hand and patted Ling Yuan's shoulder, without moving, he hurriedly looked at Master.

Meng Yijue hurried over, took Ling Yuan's arm and put it on his shoulder, trying to lift him up and walk outside.

"Silly Tuanzi, you dare to learn how to drink when you know you're pouring a glass..."

He tried to hug Ling Yuan, but suddenly saw Ling Yuan's head turned around.

From an angle that others couldn't see, the boy's water-colored eyes were clear, and the corners of his lips curled into a sly smile.

"You..." Meng Yijue was taken aback, and lowered his voice, "You didn't drink?"

Lingyuan leaned close to the master's ear and said with a low smile, "Well, I didn't drink." He calmly pointed to the table where Meng Yijue was sitting, "Zhong Heng, Li Wei and the others have been staring at the master, I think Find an excuse for Master to come and sit down."

Meng Yijue knocked him with a smile, "You are the only one who thinks a lot."

Shui Lingyuan didn't speak, but she thought in her heart that it was Master who was the least thoughtful.If he hadn't been watching, the dazed beauty of his family would have been eaten long ago.

Meng Yijue used the excuse that he wanted to take care of the "drunk" apprentice, took his job in an open and aboveboard manner, and sat among the disciples at the table behind.

At that time, after drinking for three rounds, people let go of the etiquette and walked down their seats freely to move around.The entire Xuanyue Palace was full of toasts, persuading people to drink, eating and drinking, and the cultivators walked and talked among the tables, so no one cared which table Meng Yijue should sit on.

After he took his seat, the children all sat around and brought some of Master's favorite dishes in front of him.

And Shui Lingyuan, who was "unconscious" from drunk just now, also "woke up" and graciously filled the fish soup for the master.

Meng Yijue smiled and said: "You are all welcome, let's have a good meal."

Not long after sitting down, practitioners from other tables kept coming over to toast Meng Yijue.

Most of them are people that Meng Yijue has never dealt with, some are monks of the same generation from other mountains, and some are senior Taoists who have lived in the mountains for a long time and rarely come forward.

Meng Yijue watched people come all the way around holding a wine glass, but he was too embarrassed to refuse, and had a drink with someone who came to toast.

After drinking, he was already a little unsteady, and when he saw two tall male cultivators approaching to toast at the other table, he could only smile apologetically, "I'm too strong to drink, I really can't drink anymore."

The beauty declined politely with wet brows, forgive no one to be ruthless to continue persuading.

The two male cultivators in front of them looked at each other, and said gracefully: "It's all right, don't force it, just do as you please."

After finishing speaking, the two raised their heads and drank the wine in their glasses boldly, and then looked at Meng Yijue eagerly: "Junior Brother Yijue, come to Rift Wind Valley when you have time, and we invite you to drink the top-grade fruit wine brewed by ourselves. It's not easy to get drunk!"

Meng Yijue cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, I will definitely go when I have time." They left contentedly.

He turned around in a daze, and immediately a strong arm supported him to sit down, and stuffed a cup of hot tea into his hand.

Seeing Master looking at him in confusion, Shui Lingyuan said softly: "Master, drink some tea to hangover."

Meng Yijue blankly picked up the teacup and drank it obediently.

Shui Lingyuan looked at Master's throat trembling slightly when he swallowed, and at the same time held cold eyes on the backs of the two tall male cultivators leaving.

Hmph, what are these two people so worried about, they still want their master to drink in Riftwind Valley?What if I get drunk and my cheeks turn red like today?If he was too drunk to walk, Master would have no choice but to be carried back by them, and he would not even return to Zhulinyuan, so he would just stay in Rifting Wind Valley for the night?

Shui Lingyuan guarded beside the drunken master like a leopard staring at him, with a cold aura exuding from his whole body.

His eyes are like a cold front, and his expression is not good.

The cold gaze shot at all the creatures within a ten-foot radius of the master, and the two young cultivators who were holding the wine glasses and wanting to come swallowed uncomfortably, turned around and went to toast to Master Ziyun.

"whispering sound……"

After Meng Yijue left, the other monks of the same generation who stayed on the monk's table in Zifeng Mountain all showed unhappy expressions.

Li Wei stared at Meng Yijue's back, and said bitterly: "This Meng Yijue, this time can be regarded as elated! Since he came back from the Demon Realm, he has never talked to us again!"

"That's not true, now he is the treasure of our Zifeng Mountain Grandmaster. Uncles and Uncles have not left the mountain for a long time, and now they are protecting him when they come back. Even his group of stupid apprentices have turned from sparrows into phoenixes. What, 'One person attains the Tao, chicken and dog ascend to heaven'!"

The fat cultivator next to him also said sourly, "I'm very busy now, there is a constant stream of people who come to say hello and flatter me, so I don't have the heart to deal with us!"

"It deserves it." Zhao Ruolin gritted his teeth and sneered, "Who told you that you don't give him a good look at ordinary times, trip him up everywhere, push him on the head whenever something bad happens, can he feel better! Now he Also be promoted to be the chief, and then the unlucky ones will be you idiots who have fallen into trouble."

Li Wei stared dissatisfiedly, "You...you still talk about me, aren't you in the Jiang Mansion..."

Zhao Ruolin's face was gloomy, "I wanted to fuck him upright, but I didn't trip him up."

Li Wei was stunned by what he said, isn't this "fair and fair" more serious than their innocuous tricks?

But seeing Zhao Ruolin's terrifying eyes, he didn't say much, just lowered his head sullenly, and picked up the food on the plate with his chopsticks.

"What should we do in the future?" The fat cultivator was anxious, "Oh, we were wronged too! At that time, the whole sect said that Meng Yijue had committed a crime, and those of us who didn't understand the situation just followed up and condemned the vipers and scorpions. If it was An Jinhua who was exposed at the time, how could I have scolded Meng Yijue? I had no grudges or grudges with him, and I really died of injustice!"

"Bah, stop pretending!" Li Wei said bluntly, "You have been displeased with Meng Yi for a long time. When we were still disciples of the inner sect, you were beaten by him every time you competed with swords. Back then, An Jin When Hua made up nonsense for us, even Zhong Heng was still hesitant, so you jumped out and insisted that Meng Yijue did something evil, wishing to beat him into a villain!"

"I, how can I..."

"Okay, all of you shut up!" Zhong Heng thumped the table impatiently, "I've been nagging endlessly since I came to the table, it's so annoying!"

"Zhong Heng, you still have the nerve to call us!" Li Wei yelled, "In the end, didn't An Jinhua make this mess just because you were jealous of Meng Yijue? If it weren't for the romantic mess of the three of you , why do we behave like this now with our tails between our legs?"

Zhong Heng was about to explode again when he heard it, but he held back when he looked at Meng Yijue's back.

He snorted, "I don't have the same knowledge as you. Anyway, now that An Jinhua is finished, I will let Meng Yijue accept me again and form a Taoist couple with me."

Li Wei sneered, "Just dream, most of the hardships he has suffered in this life are because of you, it's good if he can endure not to beat you violently, and you still expect him to be your Taoist partner?"

Zhong Heng retorted, "If An Jinhua hadn't stepped in, Meng Yijue would have been my Taoist partner a few years ago, and it's your turn to gossip here."

When the others heard it, they were all out of breath.

But there is no way, what Zhong Heng said is also the truth - as we all know, Meng Yijue has been secretly in love with Zhong Heng for several years, if it were not for An Jinhua's conspiracy, the two of them might really have formed a Taoist couple long ago.

Thinking of this, Zhong Heng was triumphant: "Meng Yijue and I are each other's first love. When his anger subsides, we will naturally reconcile. Hehe, don't wishful thinking."

Li Wei gritted his teeth angrily, but Zhao Ruolin just sneered.

He is good at understanding people's hearts, and he is convinced that with Meng Yijue's temperament, it is impossible to accept Zhong Heng again.

But he didn't argue with Zhong Heng, he just looked silently at the place where Meng Yijue was sitting.

Meng Yijue was probably drunk.At this moment, he was lazily lying on the table like a lazy cat, muttering drunken words in his small mouth.

His water demon apprentice was also sitting beside him, leaning forward slightly, blocking most of Zhao Ruolin's sight intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Ruolin narrowed his eyes.

The last time he fought in the Jiang Mansion, he knew that this water demon held deep hostility towards him.At that time, Shui Lingyuan was still a small dumpling, and subconsciously he only regarded this funny-looking thing as a small animal raised by Meng Yijue.

Seeing Tuanzi fighting desperately by Meng Yijue's side, it was like seeing a wolfhound that swore to defend its master to the death.

But now, the group has turned into a human form.Those eyes, movements, and postures completely overturned Zhao Ruolin's original impression.He is good at reading people's hearts, and he clearly saw a strong possessive desire in that young man's eyes.

That's not the way a little beast should look at its owner.

And everyone present, including Meng Yijue himself, didn't realize it.

Zhao Ruolin silently played with the folding fan in his hand.

He is different from Zhong Heng, he doesn't have to be Meng Yijue.But the previous defeat in the Jiang Mansion was one of the few stains in his life.He was very unwilling to be defeated by a cub dumpling.

Although the water demon is still a young man, if this trend continues, Zhao Ruolin's prey might really be bearded by this boy.

Distraught, Zhao Ruolin suddenly put away the folding fan, picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.