The black male supporting role is the true love of the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

Wu Fei rabbit walks away, floating and sighing. Time is fleeting, but for a cultivator, a few years are but a blink of a finger.

The Valley of Fallen Immortals, which stretches across the entire continent, seems to have no end. The scenery is always the same yellow sand and dust. The only decoration is the corpses of monks and spirit beasts who occasionally die on the side of the road with strange postures.

And Jinjiang Fang, which is located at the mouth of the Boundless Sea, seems to be equally out of reach.

For five years, Yin Qing and Chu Jiang have been on their way without haste.

Yin Qing has been unable to mobilize his aura so far, and Chu Jiang has still been unable to transform into a human form, so going out of the valley is not suitable.But in the canyon that is full of restrictions, you can't use the wind to speed up your pace, you can only use Yuan Bingwu's method to grope forward little by little.

Fortunately, even though Fallen Immortal Valley doesn't grow any grass, there are many hidden ravines at the bottom of the valley. For the two who are escaping from the hunt, it is a good place for Tibetans.

During this period of time, Yin Qing insisted on practicing. Although he couldn't use any spells, he could let the aura flow through the meridians and absorb the aura from the outside world.

Especially this Fallen Immortal Valley, although it is not as good as the treasure land occupied by the famous sect, but the aura is actually richer than the outside world, and Yinqing's dantian Qihai is much more condensed. He guessed that the recovery of mana after many years might break through the bottleneck in the middle stage of foundation establishment. indefinite.

Compared with Yin Qing, who is recovering gradually and slowly, as the king and overlord male protagonist who is an upgraded breed of Ma Wen, although Chu Jiang's entire harem has been castrated by accident, but the talent plug-in is still there, and his outstanding performance is incredible. Bilong Aotian, even if he can't cultivate immortality and can only forge his body, he is still advancing thousands of miles a day. He even finished the first layer of diamond body in "Burning Bones and Burning Tendons Axis", and his outer body is invulnerable from now on.

In other words, even if he encounters a monk's magic attack, Chu Jiang can also be exempted from physical damage.

Just when the two of them stayed in Fallen Immortal Valley for five years, practicing leveling with peace of mind, the two ways of righteousness and evil were on the verge of breaking out, and the whole cultivation world was surging.

The Guhao Mountains are still towering with ancient trees, and the Qianlingzhai hidden in the depths of the mountains is also peaceful. It seems that the bloody storm of suppressing the "Undercover Demon Sect" a few years ago has never happened.

However, there are still people in Pai who remember the nightmare five years ago.

Yang Suifeng, in the boudoir of Ying Wulie, the owner of the peak, a woman wearing brocade palace attire knelt down in the flower hall. His expression looked extremely dignified.

Sitting upright on the Eight Immortals chair in the front hall, Ying Wulie dressed as a Taoist nun also had a dignified face.It wasn't until the woman stood up that she sighed deeply.

"Yan'er, do you really want to return to Yuchi's royal family?"

"Master, Scarlet Yan's decision has been made. Now this Qianlingzhai has already become the master's one-word hall. If the master didn't protect me back then, I'm afraid it would not be as simple as being imprisoned for five years."

Hearing this, Ying Wulie clung to his disciple's hand, but couldn't say anything to dissuade him.

As the peak master, no one knows the current situation of Qianlingzhai better than her.On the surface, the singing and dancing are peaceful, but in fact the undercurrent is turbulent.

There are three Nascent Soul monks sitting in Qianlingzhai.Daoist Baiqin, who was most concerned about the affairs of the sect, suddenly announced his retreat nine years ago for some reason; the other female Yuanying Daoist Wanyu, who is Ying Wulie's master, traveled far away to the Yaozu as early as half a hundred years ago. So far, only the natal spirit card is kept in the door to prove that the real person's life is safe; in the end, the real person Qianshou is the oldest, and his lifespan will be exhausted at any time, so he rarely shows up to make a move.

In this situation, Gui Wuchang, who had never taken Peiying fruit, had faint signs of breaking through the bottleneck of the golden elixir, so he became the strongest monk under Yuanying in the Qianlingzhai sect.

And five years ago, under the guise of cleaning up the undercover demons, Gui Wuchang went even more ruthless to clean up the sect. Yan Wuyu, who had been fighting against him, was cut off one arm. Show up at morning class.

Since then, no one has dared to resist Gui Wuchang, and he has become the well-deserved head of Qianlingzhai.

Ying Wulie is still safe and sound, and it is nothing more than Gui Wuchang's favor of Wan Yu.

Although it is a special season when good and evil are fighting, it is not a good thing to be able to control the impetuous hearts of the faction.But in the past five years, Gui Wuchang has gradually become moody, and it is difficult to find the shadow of kindness and gentleness in him.

In addition, the frequent disappearance of outer disciples in recent years also made Ying Wulie faintly uneasy.

Looking at the disciple whom he cherishes the most all the time, even Ying Wulie has been enlightened for many years, and his mood has also fluctuated, and his eyes are full of reluctance.Yuchi Feiyan may have mediocre talent in cultivation, but she is exceptionally good at controlling beasts. Perhaps because of her gentle temperament, both low-level monsters and ordinary beasts love to get close to this female disciple.

Stretching out his hand to touch Crimson Yan's head, Ying Wulie instructed earnestly:

"As a teacher, I only hope that you will not be entangled in mundane affairs in the future, and you will still devote yourself to the Tao. With your aptitude, you can inherit all the mantle of Master Wan Yu."

Ying Wulie's ardent expectation was conveyed in earnest, and the tears in Crimson Yan's eyes were finally overwhelmed.

"Master, this disciple will follow the teachings, no matter how difficult the road ahead will be, he will never give up on the Dao of Longevity, and will definitely hone the skill of raising spirit beasts in Yang Suifeng to the best."

In the end, the dignified Taoist put down her airs and hugged her lover, and bid farewell to Crimson Yan with tears in her eyes.

"Go ahead, that's fine."

Stay away from disputes, stay away from Qianlingzhai, which may become turbulent...

Sending Crimson Yan out of the mountain gate all the time, watching the slender figure submerged in the forest, Ying Wulie raised his head to look at the towering main peak of Yuling, his gaze became extremely deep.

At the same time, in the Zongling Pavilion where the head of the Yuling main peak lives, there has long been a defense at every five steps and a defense at every ten steps.

However, the living creatures acting as guards were not Qianlingzhai disciples, they were all beasts with low spiritual intelligence.

There is a secret passage behind the Bogu shelf in the pavilion, which leads directly to the lower secret room.

At this time, piercing roars suddenly erupted in the cramped space, and the man with disheveled hair staggered towards the wall and tied himself with an iron chain engraved with scriptures.

At the moment when the lock was locked, a horrifying scene appeared. Countless lumps suddenly appeared on the man's back, and soon the lumps spread all over his body and rolled up and down. In the meantime.

"Oh, it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

The man grabbed the ground with his head, howled in pain, scratched the wall with his hands, and his nails were all turned and peeled off without stopping.

The blood overflowing from his forehead dripped onto the ground along the messy and withered hair. Through the hair was a pair of ruthless eyes that devoid of humanity. The man's lips moved, and he murmured like crazy: "It's only one step away... more blood is needed. A better spiritual root, as long as you have a heavenly spiritual root! I, Gui Wuchang, will definitely be able to cultivate into a Nascent Soul!"

At this time, there was no human appearance, and the person crawling and writhing on the ground was the current head of Qianlingzhai, Gui Wuchang.

Entering the blood path five years ago, Gui Wuchang thought that the flesh and blood of the top-quality spiritual root was at his fingertips, but Chu Jiang disappeared from the net of heaven and earth under his nose.In the past few years, he could only rely on the flesh and blood of the disciples of the outer sect to forcibly cultivate Taoism. Without the nourishment of the top-grade spiritual root, the backlash of the blood path occurred from time to time.

In the safe cage built by himself, Gui Wuchang howled unscrupulously, but he didn't know that someone easily passed through the guard of spirit beasts, broke the restriction of Zongling Pavilion, and finally stood in front of the Bogu shelf.

"Ji Yue, should you trust me now? Gui Wuchang has already fallen into blood!"

I saw a black sari covered on the Bogu stand, accompanied by the flashing of the Lingshi inlaid on the fabric, the Bogu stand and the wall behind it are useless, and everything that happened in the secret room can be seen at a glance.

It was Sigu and Ji Yue who watched the absurd scene.

"how is this possible……"

Looking at the bloody Sect Leader, Ji Yue took half a step back in shock, with disgust in her eyes.

"Sooner or later, Qianlingzhai will become a lair of blood cultivators. If you don't leave with me, it will be too late!" Sigu looked indifferent, as if he had expected it, and suddenly put away the sari, and took Ji Yue's hand to plan leave.

"Sigu, now that the sect is facing a catastrophe, we should report to the master and join hands with fellow cultivators! Do you just want to leave in a breeze? What about the other brothers in the sect? Qianlingzhai treats you well, but you are so heartless, I misread you!"

But Ji Yue stubbornly threw away her hand, looking at Si Gu with disbelief in her eyes.

After hearing this, Sigu was not only not angry, but showed an exceptionally gentle smile, and put Ji Yue's temples behind her ears.

"Brother, you really haven't changed in all these years, that's why then..."

Having said that, I think about ancient times and stop talking.Thinking back to the scene of heartbroken back then, his face was full of bitterness.

I am in Qianlingzhai, not for anything else, just to meet you again.

Qianlingzhai treats me kindly, but how did Qianlingzhai treat you back then?If I hadn't arranged ahead of time and won the position of Peak Master, how would you have the opportunity to join the inner sect?And after entering the inner sect, how did fellow apprentice brothers humiliate you?I can only use my identity as Sigu to protect you.

It's just that Sigu will not announce all this.

It is good for his senior brother to be an unknown jade forever, his beauty and goodness only need to be monopolized by one person.

Seeing the carefree junior brother showing a weeping expression, Ji Yue panicked and pulled Sigu's sleeve subconsciously.

"Sigu... Do you have any difficulties in choosing to leave?"

"Senior Brother, the four Golden Elixirs of Qianlingzhai have been restrained for a long time now, no matter how loud you shout, no one will respond."

The answer hits the nail on the head, and Ji Yue also understands that, as one of the Miaomiao disciples of Qianlingzhai, even if he knows that the headmaster is weird, what awaits him is probably silence.

Lowering her head, Ji Yue let go of her hand, revealing a defenseless profile.

Just when Sigu thought she had succeeded in persuading her, Ji Yue suddenly raised her head and showed a resolute and miserable smile.

"Sigu, I have long since discovered that you have strange powers. You are not an ordinary monk. The sky is big and the earth is big. You will surely become a Dao one day! And I...decided to live and die with Qianlingzhai. will leave."

"Is it for Master again...?"

This time, Sigu didn't wait for Ji Yue to finish speaking, so he raised his hand to cover the other's clear eyes, and kissed her.

"Sigu, you?!"

At the same time, with a flash of inspiration, the defenseless Ji Yue fell limply into Sigu's arms.

"Brother, it's true, haven't you discovered that Su Wusi and Sigu are the same person? Now I'm a little envious of that substitute spirit beast." Gently hugging the sleeping baby like a baby, Sigu smiled wryly and disappeared out of thin air .

The Zongling Pavilion returned to calm, and the beasts in the secret room didn't notice anyone coming.

At the same time, at the other end of Fallen Immortal Valley thousands of miles away, in the Jade Blood Peak of the fourth gate of the Demon Sect.

The pale, bloodless old man soaked in the extremely stinky pool of blood, heaved a long sigh of relief, and then waved his hand, the calm pool of blood in front of him suddenly churned, revealing a faint face.

The mouth on the face opened and closed, and actually made a sound.

"Old Ancestor, the spies from Fallen Immortal Valley said they found the whereabouts of Teng Snake and Han Linggen Furnace..."

If there were disciples from the Alchemy Realm present, they would be shocked to find that the bloody face was Ling Tianyu, a disciple in the sect. Of course, Ling Tianyu had already changed his soul to Zhong Hua.

"Hmph, I didn't expect Gui Wuchang to be so useless, allowing two yellow-mouthed children to escape from birth, dragging down my blood for many years to troubleshoot!"

The elder sneered and stood up from the pool of blood, and a shocking scene appeared: the old man who was still dying just now straightened his waist, his gray temples were dyed shiny and black again, and his wrinkled and withered body seemed to be rejuvenated As a result, he has become strong and solid, only the color of his unpopular fiasco has not changed.

"Congratulations to the great success of the ancestor's blood path, youth will last forever!" Seeing the bloody face, Zhong Hua congratulated with a respectful expression.

The elder seemed to be in a good mood, and calmed down towards the bloody face: "Zhong'er, you have done well in the Danxin world these years, and now those two have already become 'undercover agents of the Demon Sect'. Give Gui Wuchang the flesh and blood of the Teng Snake, I will have some use for keeping this person."

"Yes! Zhong'er will live up to the expectations of the ancestor!"

After hearing this, Zhong Hua showed an overjoyed expression.

"I'd like to see how monstrous that 'Silver Qin' was born, so that Zhong'er can't forget it for many years."

When the bloody face disappeared, the real Yuxue who turned into a young man showed an evil smile, took off a dark red toga on his chest, covered his naked body, and disappeared in the dark of the palace.