Dressed as the villain's ex-fiancée [Transmigration Book]

There was a commotion in front of him, and Lingjun suddenly remembered what happened a long time ago.

When they were young, under the tallest tree on Jianfeng Peak, whenever the sun slanted to the west, the master would always tell them stories and explain the principles of doing things.

The brothers and sisters huddled together, she looked up at Master, the afterglow of the setting sun shone down from Master's shoulders, it was warm and bright.

The master said: "Disciples, I would like to ask you a question for the master. What should we pursue the most as a cultivator?"

"I know this question, the elders of the Lun Dao Hall have said it before!" The junior sister with a ball head raised her hand, she shook her head, suppressed her voice, and changed into an old-fashioned look: "As a cultivator of my generation, we should pursue The avenue of ascension, abandoning foreign things, embracing the original and keeping the one..."

"wrong!"

Master muttered and complained: "Junior Brother Hongxin keeps teaching such things."

After a while, he cleared his throat and said solemnly: "A cultivator can reach the heavens, and a person who has reached the highest level of cultivation can move mountains and fill seas. I have no doubt that most of you here will be able to do this in the future. But as a teacher I want to warn you that while gaining strength, you must not lose yourself and lose your duty as a human being."

A younger brother asked: "What is the duty of being a human being? But we are cultivators?"

"Bullshit! A cultivator is not a human anymore?" Master glared at him, "As a cultivator of my generation, we should punish rape, eradicate evil, and uphold justice. The ugly words of being a teacher can be said first. If any of you want to advance Breakthrough, unscrupulous, if you are a teacher, you will never have this apprentice!"

Seeing everyone's frightened and puzzled expressions, Master felt a little helpless: "Forget it, transformation doesn't happen overnight."

He lowered his voice: "To put it another way that you can understand better, planting a good cause will bring good results, and planting an evil cause will bring evil rewards. In the dark, cause and effect have already been established. Think about it, is it a kind of kindness?" Wouldn't it be better to do good deeds?"

The junior sister yelled: "I understand! In order to get good rewards, we must be good people!"

"You..." The master smiled and patted the junior sister on the head with a ruler. The junior sister was teary and clutched the bag on her head.

Ling Jun had been sitting quietly on the side Wen Wen, and then asked: "Then why do you want to be a good person? For self-cultivation, for the sake of establishing one's heart?"

"I am very pleased that you can think this far." Master pondered for a while, and said, "This is indeed on the one hand. On the other hand, each of us gathers together to form the world. Affecting the world. If everyone can do this, the world will change a lot.”

She seemed to understand but nodded.

She has always believed in the teacher's teaching, to be upright and to be kind to others, even if she is framed and imprisoned, her classmates and people she has helped treat her coldly, torture her, and bully her, she also believes in this.

Until she was pushed into the "river of evil", the justice she expected did not come.

It hurts, it really hurts.She thought blankly, Master, good people do not necessarily have good rewards.

At this time, he suddenly felt warmth from the palm to the fingertips, Ling Jun lowered his eyes, and saw Cui Xiaojiu's hand holding hers.

Hot and hot.

"My friend doesn't mean anything malicious," Cui Xiaojiu smiled at the elder, "It's so late, everyone go to rest first. If there is any need at that time, just tell me, my friend and I will do our best to help."

Ling Jun closed his eyes.

Master said that every word and deed of a person affects the world.A good cause will have a good fruit.

She used to not believe it.Now she understands, she just got it too late.

Perhaps in the previous life, there were some people who really fought for her, but she was buried by time before she could see it.

What she has done and the people she has helped are not meaningless.

"Even if the Holy Mountain doesn't intervene, we must complete the relocation as soon as possible and leave here." She said suddenly, "Xuehu Village is located in the snow mountain. If there is any fluctuation in the secret place at that time, it will inevitably cause the snow to collapse, and the consequences will be disastrous."

After learning that Wang Jiao is a Rakshasa girl and that Xuehu Village is a buried village in her previous life, she has been thinking about how to reveal this matter.

Although it is not a good time to say it now, the sooner you make preparations for this kind of thing, the better.

The village chief's eyes widened: "Is this really true!?"

Ling Jun nodded slightly, and said: "Generally speaking, secret realms are relatively stable, but there are also examples of spiritual power leaking out and causing huge disturbances. In short, take precautions."

"No, it must be moved!" Cui Xiaojiu said, "There is a person... There is a person who is going to the cornerstone of the secret realm! If we don't stop it in time, the secret realm will collapse!"

In the original book, the hero’s purpose is the cornerstone of the secret realm—this matter is a fantasy for ordinary people, but Feng Bei is the protagonist of the world after all. With the help of his grandfather, he took the cornerstone of the secret realm by accident. arrive.

In order to avoid getting into trouble, Feng Bei left the snowy environment directly, and what happened after that was not described in the book.

If what Ling Jun said is true, then isn't this village...

The village chief's hands were trembling with anger: "That group...that group..."

The old man patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, now that I know, it's good to be able to prevent it. Two, how long will the so-called secret realm last? Let's prepare for it."

Cui Xiaojiu thought for a while: "If there are no accidents, the secret realm will be opened the day after tomorrow. Time flows differently inside and outside the secret realm. If it's outside, it will probably last for three days."

The old man sighed: "Three days..."

The gathered crowd dispersed, and the old man, the village chief and other principals planned to discuss in detail all night.

Cui Xiaojiu stretched out his hand towards Lingjun and said, "Let's go home."

She didn't ask anything, just like usual, she caught Ling Jun who was not wearing warm clothes and went to watch the snow secretly, then took Ling Jun's hand and walked home step by step.

Lingjun said "OK".

Her eyelids drooped, and the tails of her well-shaped eyes were tactful, and the curvature seemed to be smiling.

Surrounded by snow, it should have been cold, but at the point where Cui Xiaojiu's hands were connected, scorching heat passed over, dispelling the chill.

It was as if she had come to this world for the first time, and it was the first time she could really feel the temperature around her.

The golden and red bead is still attached to the thin wrist, and now she can probably understand that the existence of this bead is not for restraint, but for protection.

Just like when Cui Xiaojiu put away that dagger, it was just to prevent others from getting it.

As long as you get rid of prejudice and narrowness, these are things that are so easy to see.

"You're right," she said suddenly.

Cui Xiaojiu was slightly startled, and then smiled knowingly: "Shh, we won't talk about this today. What do you want to eat later? So many things happened tonight, you must not have eaten well..."

"Ah! It's snowing." She raised her hand in surprise, and caught a snowflake, which was cold.

Goose-feather-like heavy snow fell one after another, and the world returned to silence, only the whistling wind could be heard.

……

Perhaps it was because of the day's thoughts, Lingjun rarely had a dream that night.

She dreamed about what happened in her previous life.

That was the time to attack the holy mountain together with Xizhou people.

There is blood everywhere.

The subordinates died and walked away, and there was only one Rakshasa woman left beside her, and there were eight other elders and the pavilion master of the Holy Mountain.

Suzerain Dai Yuwei thought she had the chance to win, she lowered her eyes and said pitifully, "Nephew, why did you come to this point?"

Ling Jun was not interested in talking with him, and the black and purple magic flames behind him were soaring, as if they could devour everything.

This battle has changed the color of the world.

Rakshasa burned her soul and blocked the three pavilion masters. Lingjun was able to deal with all the opponents present without loss and clear the obstacles.

The blood stained the top of the main peak, and the grand masters who were so high above and without dust in their eyes finally fell into the dirty mud.

Dai Yuwei's dead body was lying on the ground, her eyes were wide open, as if she couldn't figure out how she had come to this point in the end.

"Raksha." Ling Jun said in a low voice.

Soul and soul are the foundation of ghost cultivation, if the essence is burned, ghost cultivation will dissipate in the world, and it will be difficult to enter reincarnation.

Rakshasa sat leaning against the broken wall, her soul body had already melted down to the base of her thighs.

She turned a blind eye, clasped her shoulders with her right hand, bowed with difficulty, and said to Lingjun: "My lord, the obstacles have been removed, you can go to the core of the holy mountain."

It is. ”

"Ah."

The sky was filled with flames, and Ling Jun was dressed in a black robe, like thick ink that could not be melted.She tilted her head slightly, as if wondering: "You shouldn't be working so hard. Feng Bei is dead, and your hatred is gone, why help me."

The Rakshasa girl laughed very heartily, and it took a long time before she answered.

"Maybe there is an origin that you don't know about..."

Her breath was weak, and her soul gradually became transparent.

"Have you still not forgotten to joke with me?" Ling Jun's expression couldn't tell the difference between happiness and anger.Black water sprang out from the bottom of her feet silently, like a shadow like ink, it was something flowing under the abyss of sin, it was the purest "evil" in the world.

People or souls who touch the black water, as long as they have thinking, will be assimilated by it-that is another sense of eternal life.

Lingjun's situation is quite special. She is half assimilated. She retains her own thinking with her strong will and takes the initiative in a certain sense, so she can walk in the world.

When the black water was about to touch the Rakshasa girl, the Rakshasa girl seemed to be aware of it, and opened her eyes with difficulty.

"You don't have to worry about me..."

She looked blankly at the dark sky, and murmured: "Raksha now only wants to die as a 'self', as a 'person'."

She smiled miserably: "I was crazy before, but when I died, I was sober..."

"Rakshasa has killed countless people in his life, including the abominable and the innocent. Now that he has come to such an end, it is nothing more than a cycle of cause and effect. You don't need to worry about it."

The black water stopped spreading, Ling Jun stood still, wondering if he was listening.

Rakshasa said softly: "Your Honor, I have long wanted to say that you are a person worth following."

"Please... let yourself go..."

The soul body was so transparent that it was close to nothingness, a little bit of golden light dissipated, and there was no ghost cultivator's shadow beside the broken wall.Ling Jun retracted his eyes and looked at the pillar of light that connected the sky and the earth guarded by the holy mountain.

Let go of yourself.

What is "let go"?

Lingjun opened her eyes, a little morning light came in through the window, her temples hurt suddenly, she raised her hand to cover her forehead, and let out a painful □□.

"what happened?"

Cui Xiaojiu was dozing off at the side, when he heard this, he opened his eyes, worriedly checking for Lingjun.

The huts they lived in were left unused by the villagers, and the conditions were relatively poor, with only a small couch.The two of them have been sleeping on the same couch for so many days.

Cui Xiaojiu let Lingjun rest on her knees, gathered spiritual power in her fingertips, and gently massaged her temples: "Is there something wrong with the soul? When did it start?"

Under Cui Xiaojiu's pressure, Ling Jun's frowning brows gradually eased, and she whispered: "It's not a big deal, you can recover on your own."

Cui Xiaojiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Why is it suddenly like this?"

"Probably because I suddenly recalled some past events." Ling Jun sighed.

"past?"

"Well, a... some regrettable past..."

Compared to this, there was one detail in the dream that she cared about a lot.

Rakshasa said that she can go to the core of the holy mountain.But... In her memory, everyone in the Holy Mountain stopped after the massacre.

Is it an association in the dream, or is there something wrong with her memory?

Put this doubt aside for now.

Ling Jun suddenly said: "Pengpeng."

Suddenly being called by her nickname, Cui Xiaojiu's fingertips trembled slightly, and her heart pounded heavily——Ling Jun didn't often call her that way.

Nicknames can be called by elders or close friends, no matter which one, it means an extraordinary intimacy.

"What, what's wrong?"

"If you have an opportunity to change everything in front of you," Lingjun confided in a strange way, as if he had suddenly turned into a babbling child, "would you do it?"

When she said this, she herself felt a little funny.Sincere and fearful, timid, it doesn't look like me anymore.

Realizing that her rebirth is real, those terrible futures have not yet come true and can be changed, she is like a person who is used to being alone, suddenly holding a fragile treasure in her hand.

Worrying about messing things up

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"Of course I'll do it," Cui Xiaojiu scratched his cheek, "Hmm... Is there some premise missing in this sentence, such as being crushed to pieces?"

"Then add it, it's the same."

"That's right, if you really want to accomplish something, there is no precondition," Cui Xiaojiu nodded, and asked curiously, "What do you want to change?"

"This," Ling Jun's eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes, "We must keep it a secret first."

Cui Xiaojiu doesn't force it, everyone will have their own privacy: "Okay. If you need my help, you must tell me."

It was already bright, and the two got up, washed and dressed.

When he first came to this world, Cui Xiaojiu was not even proficient at pulling his hair, so he had to rely on Lingjun's help, but now he can do it by himself.

There was a commotion outside the window.

Cui Xiaojiu opened the window and looked out, it turned out that another group of cultivators had arrived in Xuehu Village.

Seeing the clothes worn by these cultivators, Cui Xiaojiu's heart skipped a beat. She went back and tugged at Lingjun's sleeves: "The people from the Holy Mountain are here. Let's... want to go out and have a look?"

Ling Jun frowned slightly: "Let's go."

A circle of villagers surrounded the village entrance, Cui Xiaojiu walked to the back row, and looked at him without any trace.

The leader of the holy mountain is a young man with a magnificent appearance, sword eyebrows and star eyes.He cupped his fists at the village chief politely, and said, "In Xiafengbei, we may have to disturb you for a few days."

Cui Xiaojiu was startled: Feng Bei?Isn't that the protagonist of "Duo Tian"?

During the last symposium, Feng Bei was still a disregarded mountain guard disciple, but now, after only half a year, he has become the leader of this trip to the secret realm?

It is too exaggerated!