[Transmigration Book] Forced to the days of the Holy Father

Yun Zheng: ...

Why is this little crow here?

Xu Qiaoqiao raised her eyes in surprise, then turned her head and asked Yun Zheng: "Little brother, do you know it?"

"Well," Yun Zheng nodded, and said, "The last time I hid in the clouds and peeped at Cangyun Peak, I was bumped into by Chu Zhaoran."

"You're wronged, beauty! I'm just here to report!" the black crow screamed.

Yun Zheng said "Huh", and then asked it in confusion, "Didn't you say that you came to find a wife?"

Black Crow: "..."

"Well, it's a long story... In short, beauty, you have to believe me! I really don't mean any harm, I'm just passing by!" The black crow almost wanted to prove his innocence by death.

Xu Qiaoqiao was amused by this living treasure: "This crow is too interesting..."

She stretched out a hand and held the black crow in place, "However, even so, we can't just let you go."

"It's so suspicious to appear in this silent bamboo forest... I'll trouble you to come with us." Xu Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly.

The black crow yelled "I'm wronged", but Xu Qiaoqiao didn't pay attention to it. She was tired of hearing it, so she put it in a cloth bag and took it away.

Yun Zheng and the others searched many places, but found nothing suspicious. After gathering at the Sword Array, they found that they had nothing to gain, so the group decided to go back first and then discuss.

The villagers who were originally in the big yard proposed to go back to their homes because they saw that there was nothing else going on.

Because they also have their own things to do, they can't stay there all the time.

Yan Runzhi and the others couldn't stop them, so they could only give them defensive talismans, and told them that if there was anything unusual, they would immediately ignite the talismans, and they would rush over immediately.

When Yunzheng returned to the inn, Tangyuan had already woken up, and was very sad to see that he went out without taking her with him.

Yun Zheng comforted it for a long time.

"Tangyuan..." Yun Zheng thought for a while, but still told it what happened today.

When he heard the ethereal singing from the scarecrow, and when Ji Runzhi took out a note with Yun Zheng's name on it, Tangyuan's expression suddenly turned strange.

It was silent for a long time before speaking: "Yun Zheng, do you believe in reincarnation?"

Yun Zheng's eyelids trembled slightly, his eyelashes drooped long, casting a shadow.

He was quiet for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and said, "Believe it, there are many things in this world that cannot be explained."

It's like he came to this world, it's like the people here are on the road through cultivation, think about it this way, in fact, anything is possible.

Tangyuan approached Yunzheng, found a comfortable position in his arms, and said with a smile, "I think everything in this world has a cycle of karma. Every life of a person repeats the things they need to experience in the previous life." , but because of the different choices in each life, the final outcome is also different."

"Since it's repeating, why are there different choices and different endings?" Yun Zheng asked.

"Because everyone is growing up in every world, and there will always be variables. Life is always full of various changes."

"Tang Yuan," Yun Zheng said, "You mean, we are surrounded by all kinds of changes now? Are we repeating the reincarnation of the previous life?"

Mr. System tilted his head, his eyes were full of blankness and innocence, "Didn't you ask me before that you and Lu Yao obviously met for the first time, but it always feels like he has known you for a long time? Maybe You have known each other in previous lives."

Yun Zheng: "..."

He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "I thought you had something inscrutable to say."

Speaking, Yun Zheng mentioned the little fox, bent his eyes at it, and asked with a smile: "So the plot given by the system is different from the direction of this world, and it is also because there are variables, isn't it?"

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Qaq is obviously explaining seriously, why does it feel like it is sophistrying from Yunzheng's tone?

Yun Zheng also stopped teasing him, put Mr. System aside, and carefully thought about what happened today.

Then, he heard Tangyuan ask, "Why haven't you seen Chu Zhaoran?"

Yun Zheng didn't raise his head, "Maybe there's something wrong."

Earlier, Chu Zhaoran said that he was going down the mountain to deal with some matters, so when he got down the mountain, there was no one there.

Mr. System nodded knowingly, and didn't ask any more questions.

The next day, an unexpected visitor came to the village.

Yun Zheng walked down the stairs on the second floor of the inn, and found a group of strangers in the store.

They are all wearing blue clothes with patterns of auspicious clouds embroidered on their collars, and the needles and threads embroidered with auspicious clouds are also blue.

All dressed in the same way.

Yun Zheng felt all the spiritual power fluctuations of the monks from them, and looked over in surprise.

Someone threw some high-quality jade pendants in front of Xiao Er and said, "Prepare some upper rooms for us."

Xiaoer accepted it in embarrassment, and quickly said yes.

After a while, someone took them up.

Yun Zheng brushed past them, and several people looked at him, showing a bit of malice. After being scolded by one of them in a low voice, they withdrew their presumptuous gaze.

But some people's eyes still stayed on Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng looked back, and found that the man was not looking at himself, but at the clothes he was wearing... a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

That look can be said to have a deep chill.

With a sound of "wow", the Jixing Sword broke out of its sheath and stabbed straight in their direction.

As soon as Ji Xing came out, he had a strong sword intent, and the faces of the group of people changed. They took out their weapons one after another and looked at Yun Zheng defensively.

Some people have already drawn out their swords, ready to strike.

A slender and shiny hand held the hilt of the sword, and instantly suppressed the awe-inspiring sword intent of the Jixing Sword.

Yun Zheng smiled and said: "The Jixing Sword has not been tamed yet, and sometimes it is unavoidable to be disobedient, which surprised everyone."

Yun Zheng's words had a convincing magic power.

Looking at the pure smile on his face, even the people who were very concerned at first could not help but soften their temper a little, and the anger that wanted to get angry also weakened.The few people who had been staring at Yun Zheng before showed even more salivating eyes.

"What are you looking at? Go back to your room quickly. It's not enough!" The man who scolded them just now spoke again.

In their eyes, that person seemed to have a lot of status.

So as soon as he spoke, the others stopped staying and quickly went up to the second floor.

Yun Zheng raised his head, but found that Chu Zhaoran had appeared here at some time, looking coldly at the figures of the group of people going away.

Seeing that Yunzheng noticed him, Chu Zhaoran walked down.

He looked at the sword in Yunzheng's hand and said, "He is a loyal protector."

"People from the Qinglan Sect, why did they come here..." Yun Zheng suddenly remembered which sect owned the clothes those people were wearing.

It turned out to be a member of the Qinglan Sect.

It's just that the location of the Qinglan Sect was originally hundreds of miles away from Yunwu Mountain, so why did it suddenly come to the village under Yunwu Mountain for no reason?

Hearing the name of Qinglanzong, Chu Zhaoran said with disdain: "It turns out that there are so many shameless people in this imposing sect of cultivating immortals."

Chu Zhaoran was very concerned about the way they looked at Yun Zheng just now, wishing to gouge out the eyes of those people.

However, he didn't make those people feel better.

Chu Zhaoran looked at Yun Zheng, wanting to say something, when suddenly, a shrill cry came from upstairs, and the source of the sound was obviously the room that the group of people entered just now.

Chu Zhaoran raised his eyebrows, knowing that the medicine had already taken effect at this time, and the killing intent aroused just now because of that group of people gradually disappeared.

Speaking of the people from the Qinglan Sect, as soon as they returned to the guest room, green flames began to ignite on some of them, and the flames spread from them like crazy, burning desperately.

They started screaming.

No matter what spells he used, he couldn't extinguish the green flame.

The other people who were not burned by the flames rushed over after hearing the cry, and couldn't help being surprised when they saw this scene.

They were burned to ashes without exception, leaving no way out.

The monk who established the foundation had no time to fight back, and was burned to death just like that.

"What's going on!" asked the high-ranking person.

The rest of the people looked at each other and shook their heads quickly.

The man in the white and blue clothes who was also staring at Yun Zheng just now walked to the door, looked at the ashes on the ground, and said with a sneer, "Senior brother, those trash are dead when they die. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

"It's just that after we go back, it's not easy to explain to the elders. We haven't completed the task, and half of us are gone." The man didn't refute his words, but was just thinking about how to explain to the elders when he went back. I don't care.

"A group of foundation-building wastes, they didn't even know they were plotted against, and they deserved their death."

Hearing this sentence, the man looked at him suddenly and asked, "Junior Brother Lin, you said 'conspiracy'?"

That Junior Brother Lin said: "When we were returning to the guest room just now, someone secretly poured some medicinal powder on us, but I blocked it with a defensive magic weapon."

"What powder?!"

Junior Brother Lin said with a half-smile, "Who knows? Those medicinal powders melted into my magic weapon as soon as it came into contact with it, so I couldn't find it out."

"Junior brother, why don't you say anything." A woman said dissatisfiedly, one of the dead disciples of the Qinglan Sect was the person she liked, and seeing that Junior Brother Lin obviously knew about it, she couldn't help complaining in her heart.

"It's not as good as people's skills, so it doesn't matter if you die." That junior brother Lin said coldly.