Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

Rong Xiran smiled again: "It's up to you."

"Look at me?" An Jinghe said with lowered eyes: "How can you look at me? Do you think I have the ability to cut open his flesh and take out the fragments of godhead?"

"If you force it, you are naturally no match for him. He has obtained the inheritance of the sect. Now even if he faces me, he has a three-point chance of winning," Rong Xiran said lightly.

Against Shang Rong Xiran, Luo Junqing still has a three-point chance of winning?

An Jinghe was amazed at Luo Junqing's improvement in strength, but he didn't feel superfluous, "Then you still have the strength to defeat him, why don't you go in person?" He actually doesn't want to see Luo Junqing very much now. He still broods over what happened in the movie, and Luo Junqing also has memories.

Even though they were all men, it wouldn't matter, and he had benefited greatly from it, but it would be fine if they didn't meet each other, but when they met, he felt that absurd night was right in front of him, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.

Rong Xiran didn't care about his thoughts, he bent down slightly and put one hand on the crystal clear coffin lid, rubbing it lightly, as if he could directly touch the face of Mr. Lianxiao in the ice coffin , look soft.

He glanced at An Jinghe lightly, and said, "If I could go by myself, why would I bring you back? Do you think I'm idle?"

An Jinghe thought, if you are not idle, whoever is idle will keep this ice coffin for 80 years.

Rong Xiran took the initiative to explain: "I can't go away. I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long, long time. I must not make any mistakes at the last moment. When reviving him, you must ensure that you have sufficient spiritual power, but the devil has already taken you away." The spiritual power in the body has been transformed into demonic energy, and you can't help on this point."

"Resurrection requires the blood of close relatives. If you need it at that time, you can come to me." Chong Ning said, "What do you need me to do about the last piece of godhead?"

A gleam of blood flashed in Rong Xiran's dark pupils, and he said: "Blood relatives... I have a better candidate, your life is protected by him with all his might, and if he wakes up, he probably won't want to see you do it for him." Injuried."

"Who?" Chong Ning asked, a guess flashed in his mind.

Then contact the faint voice of struggling and cursing when passing through the corridor just now.

The answer was almost there.

Rong Xiran didn't intend to hide it from him, and said coldly: "Heaven is reincarnated, whoever causes him to become what he is now will have to bear the consequences."

"You should be clear about Luo Junqing's feelings for you. As long as you want, you can get anything." A cluster of blazing white flames suddenly ignited in Rong Xiran's hand, and a transparent ice crystal rose from the flames, shining brightly. The brilliance flows.

He put away the flame, motioned for An Jinghe to extend his hand.

An Jinghe stretched out a hand, and the ice crystal slowly floated above his palm.

Then it became...

"I'm coming, catch me!" The round thing in the air said happily with its thick and short limbs.

"Fat ball?" An Jinghe didn't expect the next change. He thought it was a small ice crystal, but it immediately turned into a big ball of fleshy hair and landed on his palm. Shen, the fluffy fat ball fell to the ground with a "slap", and rolled to Rong Xiran's feet again.

Rong Xiran was not polite, and kicked it back to An Jing and his feet again.

Fat Qiu tried to turn over, hugged An Jing and his calf, and looked at him pitifully.

An Jinghe was speechless for a while, so he had to squat down and hug it up.

Rong Xiran said: "Let it follow you, it will teach you how to take out the godhead."

An Jing and Hang Mou: "If you kill him, don't you just take it out?"

Rong Xiran sneered and said, "It's up to you, but do you really want him to die?"

Rong Xiran turned around and stared at him with sharp eyes, "He has a deep obsession with you, and he has deep demons, what about you? Do you really have no feeling for him at all? Don't wait until you lose it, then you will lose it." cherish."

Rong Xiran's voice became very soft, "He told me at the beginning that the devil world might not be peaceful, but I didn't take it to heart. Later, when I thought about it, if I hadn't retreated, I would have stayed by his side all the time. , will there be no such thing as today?"

His gaze made An Jinghe have nothing to hide, but he couldn't say anything.

Rong Xiran asked again, "Have you thought it through, do you really want him to die?"

"Think about it, why don't you think about it." An Jinghe clenched his palms tightly. It must be the ice and snow here, and the coldness in his heart made his heart tremble a little.

"You decide for yourself." Rong Xiran didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer. It was against his nature to mention so many points, and he couldn't control anything more, so he waved his hand, An Jing and his eyes flickered, and then When I looked closely, the person was already outside the ice wall.

Rong Xiran's voice came out: "Go, if you need it, you can find me through this fragment."

Walking out of the cave slowly, the chill all over his body disappeared, and the blazing sun shone down. An Jinghe raised his eyes to look up, and the mountains and rivers in the distance gave him a sense of a world away.

Rong Xiran said that he slept for three months.

But in the past three months, he has witnessed the first half of his life.

An Jinghe raised his hand, this hand was shining and white under the sun, with a soft halo, so beautiful that it was unreal, he really belonged to this world, he once wished that he was really the younger brother of the devil, He is the disciple of Master Yan Yu.

All this is true today.

And his only concern in another world also turned into a bubble.

What he always thought was true turned out to be false, and what he always thought was illusory was actually the most real.

Obtaining the memories of the past, he seems to have sincere feelings for some people in this world.

He sacrificed his life to protect his uncle Lianxiao Jun, desperately protected his Demon Queen, and the Demon Lord Xuan Yin who had been looking for him for decades.

An Jinghe was convinced that he really wanted to save Mr. Lianxiao, even if he didn't have the kindness of protecting him back then, he still really wanted to save this uncle.

But the thought of facing Lin Lan gave him a headache.

After thinking for a while, he still put on his bamboo hat and decided to leave here first.

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain. An Jinghe found an inn, and after asking for a room, he inquired and went to the largest tavern in the town. After asking for a pot of good wine, he found a room by the window seat sat down.

Taverns have always been a good place to listen to gossip.

An Jing and Jing Jing sat for a while, listening to those people's nonsense, and after a long time, someone finally said what he wanted to hear.

"Alas, in this world," a gray-clothed man shook his head and took a sip of his wine, "It's really not easy to mix. I heard that the ghost world and the demon world have been at war these days, and they might start fighting at any time. .”

"This has nothing to do with us, no matter how hard we fight, we can't come here." Another person poured a glass of wine and took a sip.

"This is not necessarily the case. The stability and peace of our human world for so many years is all due to the number one sect in the world - the Hanguangmen, leading other sects to protect us. Now I heard that the Languangmen has been replaced by a young boy." Head?"

Brat?

An Jinghe was startled, Luo Junqing?

"Hey, this Sect Leader Luo is no ordinary brat. It is said that he has been approved by the ancestors of the Zhanguang Sect, and he has obtained the inheritance of the sect, which is amazing..."

"Hey, this Hanguangmen, the senior brother named An from the past is actually a descendant of the demon clan, and he is also the younger brother of the demon king." The man in gray shook his head, "It's a pity, I have seen him from afar At a glance, it is truly unparalleled..."

An Jinghe was not in the mood to continue listening, put down a piece of silver and left the tavern.

Luo Junqing actually became the head. Fortunately, he came here to learn the news in advance instead of sneaking in directly.

The head master is gone, and the entire Enlightenment Sect might not be able to escape Luo Junqing's eyes. How can he get the piece of godhead?

"Oh, Xiaohehe, let me tell you, why don't you go back and discuss it with the Demon Lord, your current force value is no match for Luo Junqing." Fat Ball finally couldn't help it, and popped out.

"But I don't want to drag my brother into the water." An Jinghe was a little tangled.

Fat Qiu said: "You decide on your own, if something happens, he doesn't know the cause and effect, don't you know how nervous he is about you?"

An Jinghe was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "You are right, let's go, go back to the Demon Realm first."

"Yeah." Fat Ball responded, and then turned into a crystal and slipped into An Jinghe's sleeve.

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Enthalpy light gate.

In the alchemy room.

Under the alchemy furnace, the sun fire was burning, and the fragrance of alchemy filled the air.

Luo Junqing stood beside the alchemy furnace with his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering under the flames, and said, "Are you sure it's him?"

The black shadow in the dark corner is like a ghost, and the voice is rough and hoarse: "Follow the master's instructions to go to the place, and the subordinate is sure that the person is right."

The corners of Luo Junqing's lips raised slightly, "Which direction did he go?"

Hei Ying replied: "All the way to the west, it looks like it's going to the Demon Race."

"Mozu?" Two words leaked from Luo Junqing's lips, and he smiled softly, "Mozu, senior brother really has deep feelings for Mozu..."

"Okay, you go down first." Luo Junqing still stared at the pill furnace, and ordered to the person behind him.

"Yes, master." The black shadow seemed to melt, turning into a pool of black water, and then disappeared without a sound.

The purple air in the alchemy furnace became more and more intense, and it flowed out elegantly.

It finally became a pill.

Luo Junqing flew up and caught a purple and red elixir.

The fragrance of Dan is pervasive, and the brilliance is pleasant.

Luo Junqing put the pill into the bottle, and finally there was some smile in his eyes.

"Brother, An Jing and..."

The two words were repeatedly chewed between his lips and teeth, with unclear meanings.

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An Jinghe returned to the Demon Realm, any restrictions in the Demon Palace seemed nothing to him, and he arrived at the Demon King's study smoothly all the way.

Few people here can get close to it in person, so it looks extremely deserted.

An Jinghe knocked on the door lightly, and called her brother again, but there was no response.

He opened the door and entered, but there was no one there.

"Strange, where are people?" Xuan Yin is a very regular person, and he would deal with the affairs of the demon world here at this time every day, but he was nowhere to be seen at this time, which is really strange.

An Jinghe turned around and left the study room, just after turning a corner, he saw the young man serving in the study room, and asked, "Have you seen the Demon Lord?"

"Your Highness?" The young man seemed a little surprised when he saw An Jinghe, "Didn't you just fly a paper crane over for Jun Shang, and then Jun Shang went out in a hurry."

Only the paper crane sent by An Jinghe could reach the interior of the Demon Palace and even the study of the Demon Lord unimpeded, so the young man was very sure.

"Paper cranes?" An Jinghe's heart sank, "I never gave my brother any paper cranes."

"Don't you?" The young man seemed to have thought of some conspiracy, and his face turned pale, "Then, will your majesty be in any danger!?"

"Is the paper crane still there?" An Jinghe asked.

"It's gone. Your Majesty crushed it when you saw it." The young man replied, there seemed to be something wrong. His Majesty Xuanyue sent very few letters, and His Majesty always cherished it, so how could he crush it.

"What was brother's expression at that time?" An Jinghe asked.

"I was a little surprised when I first received the letter. After I opened it, I seemed very worried and very angry..." The boy's face turned pale, and the only thing that could make the devil worry was His Royal Highness Xuanyue who had not returned for three months. He originally thought that It was because His Highness hurt himself again, or did other things that made His Majesty angry. Now that His Highness Xuanyue was asking in front of his eyes, he suddenly realized that there might be another possibility...

"When did brother leave? Which direction did he go?" An Jinghe asked.

"East!" The young man hurriedly said, "Your Majesty just left, just a while before you came."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll go find my brother." An Jinghe comforted the young man, and then hurriedly stood up with his sword.

An Jinghe was anxious, but he didn't know what the other party's purpose was, what was he using him to lure the devil out of?

This person knows that he has not been in the magic palace for the past three months...

But almost everyone in the Three Realms knows that the younger brother just recovered by the Demon Lord, His Highness Xuanyue was seriously injured and was dying in the Demon Palace.

Only Rong Xiran, the Demon Lord and the Demon Lord's cronies, the Ghost Lord Mo Li and Yan Ji Lord, and Yan Yu and Luo Junqing knew about it.

It is absolutely impossible for Rong Xiran and Yan Yu, Mr. Yanji was taken away by Mr. Gui, there is no chance, Mr. Gui is also busy with Mr. Yanji, these two people are impossible.

Then there is only Luo Junqing, but what does he want to see the devil for?

Even if Luo Junqing inherits the inheritance of Zhanguangmen, An Jinghe doesn't think he can defeat the Demon Lord.

And that letter must have mentioned him, otherwise the Demon Lord would not be angry and worried.

What the hell is Luo Junqing doing, lying to the devil that he is in his hands?

This trick is very old-fashioned, but An Jinghe has to admit that it works.

Based on how much the Demon Lord cared about him, and the fact that he had slept for three months without sending any news, even if he knew it might be a trap, the Demon Lord would go to investigate to make sure he was safe.

An Jinghe suddenly stopped the flying sword and stopped in the air.

In this way, Luo Junqing's purpose is clearly revealed.

Luo Junqing wanted to use the devil to lure him there...

Then it is very likely that the other party already has a way to subdue the Demon Lord.

An Jinghe clenched his palms and used his flying sword again. Like the Demon King, even though he knew that this trip might be a trap, he still had to go.

This person is really... all the tricks!

An Jinghe was a little tired, he really didn't know where Luo Junqing's obsession came from.

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Xuan Yin went out after receiving the letter.

The content of this letter was unknown, but he did not dare to underestimate it. The owner of this letter could send the paper cranes to the magic palace at random, and he must be strong.

Xuanyin came to the top of Bixia Mountain east of the Demon Realm as agreed.

The other party was there waiting for him.

Xuan Yin said coldly, "You said he was here, where is he?"

The person on the opposite side turned around, Xuan Yin took a few glances and then recognized: "It's you." It was actually the junior who used to be with Xuan Yue back then.

Suddenly, a layer of misty mysterious light flashed around Luo Junqing, bright and dazzling, the mysterious light wrapped the two of them, forming a mysterious formation, he said: "If you win, you will naturally see he."

Xuan Yin's eyes darkened slightly, and the murderous aura in his eyes suddenly rose sharply. With a flick of his wrist, a sharp red light suddenly flew towards the deadly spot on Luo Junqing's forehead. It was as urgent as a spark, and it was impossible to dodge!

And Luo Junqing didn't seem to be able to react in time, and stood straight on the spot, looking at him like that without hiding, with a smile that was not a smile.

Seeing this, Xuan Yin's complexion became more and more solemn, without any joy.

However, in an instant, the situation changed suddenly!

I saw that an invisible and colorless barrier appeared in front of Luo Junqing in an instant, not only blocking the attack of the red light, but also like a vortex, absorbing all the golden light!

"Child-mother killing array?" Xuan Yin was startled, and suddenly turned her head to look behind her, her pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw a white figure appearing out of nowhere at the core of the formation behind him.

The white figure seemed to have been hit hard, and suddenly his body trembled, and a large mouthful of blood was spit out uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, all dripping on the shirt on his chest.

"Yue'er?!" Xuan Yin stepped into the depths of the formation, but found that she couldn't get close to An Jinghe in the formation's eyes.

"An Jinghe" in Zhen's eyes seemed to have heard Xuan Yin's voice, struggled to raise his head, and spit out another mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he said intermittently: "Brother...brother, don't come, hurry...go back, don't worry ...Leave me alone..." A few words seemed to exhaust all his strength.

"This is the son-mother killing array." Luo Junqing's low voice suddenly sounded, "After the operation, the people who enter the array will be surrounded by sub-arrays, and every move and style performed by the people in the array, regardless of any damage, will be destroyed. All will be absorbed by the magic circle and passed on to the mother circle in the center."

"An Jinghe" in the mother formation seemed to have lost consciousness, lying on the ground weakly, coughing up some blood intermittently.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xuan Yin calmed down and looked at Luo Junqing.

However, Luo Junqing retreated a few steps, swept out of the formation with ease, and disappeared from Xuan Yin's sight.

"Isn't it obvious?" Luo Junqing's voice seemed to be smiling, "You and him can only live together."

Xuan Yin clenched her fists tightly, her eyes became even colder, the red pupils seemed to be filled with blood.

Luo Junqing turned his head to look at the west, suddenly smiled lightly, he waved his hand, and the killing formation in the formation immediately attacked.

A light blade hit Xuan Yin's face, and he instinctively raised his hand to crush it.But he heard a muffled groan from behind, and turned his head again, only to find that "An Jinghe" was a little paler, and a layer of pain appeared on his face.

Xuan Yin felt pain in his heart, and the offensive in the formation began to gather strength. He could dodge as much as he could, but he couldn't dodge, and he didn't dare to smash it with his hands, so he had to resist. Big and small wounds, bleeding out.

These injuries were not fatal, but they were sharpened one by one.

What An Jinghe saw when he arrived was this scene. His brother was covered in blood almost all over his body. He tried to dodge with difficulty, but he didn't dare to take a shot to defuse it. Those attacks fell on him one after another.

In the middle of the formation, there was also a person covered in blood. That person raised his head and looked at him through the formation as if nothing. His face was stained with blood, but he was still clearly recognizable.

—this is his face!

An Jinghe almost went crazy, drew out the Snow Song Sword and charged forward, attacking the formation, but for some reason, all his attacks were blocked or bounced back.

"Brother, it's not me in there!" An Jinghe's eyes turned red, and tears welled up, but he didn't let them drip down. The long sword in his hand slashed at the white protective shield, but it really didn't do anything.

Xuan Yin couldn't see and hear everything outside, and the wounds on his body were getting more and more.

An Jinghe turned around, pointing the tip of his sword at Luo Junqing who was watching the show, and shouted: "What did you do, let him out!"

Luo Junqing didn't care, she clamped the tip of the sword with two fingers, and pushed it aside: "You have finally come, if not, why would you come? Why don't we take a bet, the devil can come here?" How long will it last in the formation?"

An Jing and her hands were shaking, "I don't want to play this kind of game with you, what on earth do you want!"

Luo Junqing approached An Jinghe step by step, with a warm and soft smile on her face, as if she was whispering to her lover: "This formation is a combination of child-mother killing formation and phantom formation. It is a new thing I made recently. ,How do you like it?"

An Jinghe lost all the color on his face, and his voice trembled: "Mother-child killing array...you are so despicable!"

——It turns out that Luo Junqing actually had such an idea...

——If Xuan Yin wants to survive, he must dodge or crush those attacks, but if he moves, all the damage will be transferred to "An Jinghe" in the Taoist formation, and how could he hurt? His younger brother who is on the tip of his heart...

An Jinghe said sharply with red eyes: "You play with people's hearts like this, it's really abhorrent!"

"Don't cry, senior brother, if you cry for him, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself even more," Luo Junqing smiled, "Senior brother knows a lot more about playing tricks on people's hearts than I do."