The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

Zhan Ming stepped forward in a hurry, looked at Duan Yuhong who was half leaning in Luo Baiqing's arms, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with Senior Duan? What's going on? It turned out like this!"

Fu Zizheng took a step back, but did not answer.

"Master Zhanming." Luo Baiqing looked at Zhanming with a wry smile: "Why are you here? Today is just really..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard an angry shout from the sky: "Duan Yuhong! You shameless child! How dare you deceive me!"

With great anger, Wei Ruoxun came straight towards Duan Yuhong and the others. When Fu Zizheng saw him like this, he couldn't help frowning, and rushed forward immediately.

"Too much deceit!" His tone was low, with a trace of sternness, unexpectedly he also suppressed Wei Ruoxun, and stopped five steps away from them.

"You kid, who the hell are you!" Wei Ruoxun was always cautious. He saw that this person had a good cultivation at a young age, so he had scruples in his heart.

Fu Zizheng sneered: "It doesn't matter who I am. The senior hides evil things and is so aggressive. Although I am a junior, I have little knowledge, but I can't see it!"

Wei Ruoxun's expression turned grim at Fu Zizheng's mocking tone, and he slapped him directly: "Zhuzi is rude!"

This palm has accumulated all the spiritual power of a monk in the early stage of practicing Xu, Fu Zizheng is just a late Jindan, and he is not an opponent at all.

But at this moment, Duan Yuhong, who was still on the verge of death, suddenly gathered a ball of light and threw it towards Wei Ruoxun's palm. There was only a bang, and the two strands of spiritual power were activated at once. Ming who stood farther away was shaken to his feet, and Fu Zizheng who stood closer was not sure what was going on.

Zhan Ming thought that he was the Son of Destiny, so he could control it a little bit, but Luo Baiqing suddenly turned pale, and lost his voice: "Brother Fu!"

"Ahem..." Duan Yuhong stood up straight, looked at the light scattered in front of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Don't shout, he's fine." When he said this, his tone was very indifferent, as if to say Not the one who saved his life, but an irrelevant stranger.

"Master..." Luo Baiqing looked at Duan Yuhong anxiously. At this moment, he really understood what a dilemma is. One is the master and the other is a friend. The friend not only offered the elixir for the master, but also ignored his own safety to block him. In front of him, but the master didn't care about his friend's situation at all, and shot directly. Although he felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to say anything at all.

"Don't worry." Duan Yuhong turned his head and glanced at Luo Baiqing anxiously, his expression was still cold: "This friend of yours has great powers, so why would he do stupid things that put him in danger!"

As soon as Duan Yuhong finished speaking, he heard a deep voice from the front: "Senior is wise, and junior is ashamed."

Everyone was attracted by his voice, but they saw Fu Zizheng coming slowly amidst the heavy light and mist. He was dressed in green clothes, not even a speck of dust was stained, and he was completely unharmed.

"Brother Fu!" Luo Baiqing took a few steps forward: "Are you okay!" There was a hint of joy on his face.

Fu Zizheng smiled softly at Luo Baiqing: "Brother Luo made you worry, I'm fine."

Duan Yuhong frowned and looked straight at Fu Zizheng, with an inexplicable expression in his eyes. He always had an intuitive distrust of this person, and he always felt that this hidden person might not be as enthusiastic as he showed .

"Thank you this time, Fu Xiaoyou, but your elixir is too precious, I deserve it, and I will repay you in the future." Duan Yuhong said it in a rusty and polite manner, without showing any gratitude.

Fu Zizheng didn't seem to mind at all, he just chuckled: "Senior is too polite, that pill is of no use to me, and it would be a waste to put it here. If it can be useful to senior, it will be the best use of him." The role of seniors, don't mind."

Duan Yuhong frowned, and wanted to say something, but Wei Ruoxun who was behind him hit him with another golden glow.

"Duan Yuhong! Tell me, what happened to the treasure of Hongmeng Academy!" His tone was as cold as ice.

It was also at this time that Zhan Ming suddenly realized that the bead just now was the treasure of Hongmeng Academy.

As soon as he said this, the other great Confucians around were also shocked, looking at Wei Ruoxun and Duan Yuhong with uncertain expressions.

These two people are considered to be of high seniority in Hongmeng Academy, so only these two people know about many things.

"The treasure of the town courtyard?" Duan Yuhong looked at Wei Ruoxun who was slowly rising from the ground to mid-air, and sneered, "Didn't I give it to you just now? You didn't have the ability to get it, but you blamed me, I know, you This incident of creating a nightmare was only for this reason, and the righteous words before were really just a joke!"

Wei Ruoxun's face turned blue from being blocked by him, but he couldn't find anything to refute for a while, so he could only grit his teeth and look at Duan Yuhong, and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! You have become like this now, don't you Do you think you can stop me!"

Duan Yuhong snorted coldly with some disdain: "Since I took out the bead, I naturally didn't want to take it back, you want to take it over there!"

As soon as Duan Yuhong finished speaking, Duan Yuhong waved his sleeve, and the bead immediately fell from the barrier of the dome to his palm. caught everyone's eyes.

Especially that Wei Ruoxun, when he looked at the bead, his eyes were red, almost as if he had entered a magic barrier, and his clear face also became ferocious at this time, he suddenly burst into place, and looked straight at the bead. Duan Yuhong rushed over.

Duan Yuhong just sneered when he saw his movements, put his hands together, and took half a step back.

Wei Ruoxun ran away and calmed down a bit, but his eyes were still fixed on Duan Yuhong's hand.

Duan Yuhong looked at him like this, but felt very tired in his heart. Back then, Master had exhausted all his tricks, but he had thought that this day would still come.

"Wei Ruoxun, you and I are both Master's apprentices. Have you ever thought about why Master handed over Hongmeng Academy to me back then?" Duan Yuhong's tone was faintly sad.

Wei Ruoxun's expression froze, and then his face became ugly.

"What else is there? It's just that you are used to eloquent words. Master and his old man were deceived by you for a while, and let you, a selfish person, take charge of Hongmeng Academy! You have suffered all the benefits in this world, but I can only This method is the only way to improve your cultivation! Why, Duan Yuhong, now that you have obtained such great benefits, what else can you say!" Wei Ruoxun gritted his teeth and seemed to hate Duan Yuhong.

But Duan Yuhong gave a wry smile, with a distressed look on his face: "A great benefit? Hahaha!" He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and the image of a gentle and refined Confucian scholar completely collapsed: "So you always thought it was a great benefit? See Looks like Master really didn't tell you anything..."

Seeing Duan Yuhong lose his composure, Wei Ruoxun couldn't help being a little surprised. He stared at Duan Yuhong closely, with a nervous expression on his face.

But Duan Yuhong didn't say much anymore, he instantly returned to his previous cold appearance, and directly threw the beads in his hand. grab it.

"What do you mean!" Duan Yuhong's sudden generosity made Wei Ruoxun a little unbelievable, and he looked at Duan Yuhong with some doubts.

Duan Yuhong just waved his hands wearily, leaned on Luo Baiqing, and said in a low voice: "It's not interesting, but I just don't want this thing, and you like it so much, then I'll give it to you. You can force out the remnant soul of the nightmare in your body now, and if you hand over the remnant soul, I will also teach you the method of this bead, and this is considered a fair deal between us."

Wei Ruoxun still had doubts in his heart, but at this time, the almost overwhelming greed had already controlled his mind, and the desire for this bead had almost become his obsession. After Zhuzhu suddenly grew rapidly, his cultivation surpassed himself day by day, but he, the famous young genius of Hongmeng Academy, gradually became inferior to his senior brother. Time has been distorted, narrowed, and resentful. Until now, his obsession is in his hands, and his reason is finally burned by the desire in his heart at this time.

"Okay! That's what you said!" Wei Ruoxun made a quick decision and made a decision.

Without saying a word, he pointed to his Baihui acupoint with two fingers like lightning, and when his fingertips touched the forehead of his head, suddenly a dark cloud shrouded his forehead, and his whole face turned blue, just like Even his eyes turned completely pitch black.

"It really is him!" Ruoqing's voice echoed in Zhanming's mind: "It's really that nightmare back then! What's going on here!"

Ruoqing's voice was very loud, causing Zhanming to frown slightly, so he could only ask him to be quiet for a while, and we'll talk about this matter later.

On Wei Ruoxun's side, he had pulled out the broken soul of the nightmare from the Baihui acupoint, and there was a faint golden glow in the dark mass. Although it looked very strange, there was no trace of evil. Very odd.

Duan Yuhong frowned watching this scene with a serious expression.

"So that's how it is, that's how it is..." He murmured, "I still wonder why the awe-inspiring righteousness array didn't respond, so it turned out that this thing actually practiced the orthodox method of Taoism, it's really an anecdote in the world!"

And that nightmare, as soon as it left Wei Ruoxun's body, it began to roar loudly. The deep roar echoed throughout the entire Hongmeng Mountain, including all the great Confucian scholars, Confucian scholars, and Zhanming who were onlookers , all looked at this scene in shock.

The nightmare of the ancient demon cultivator!For them, this is definitely a rare spectacle in a thousand years.

"This... is this the monster?" Luo Baiqing murmured while staring straight at Mengyan.

Fu Zizheng looked back at him, and the eyes behind the curtain were heavy: "It's him, Brother Luo, don't get excited, you still have to listen to Senior Duan at this time."

Luo Baiqing's face was pale, and she seemed to be crying and smiling: "I know, of course I know! Brother Fu! I didn't expect that I could really wait until this day!"

Zhan Ming heard the conversation between the two, and Duan Yuhong also heard it.

But Duan Yuhong didn't hear it suddenly, and still looked at Wei Ruoxun coldly.