Incompatible with the male protagonist Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

When the sect was divided at the beginning, the great elder Zhu Hua did not forget Wu Lu, and asked him to follow him to Minzhou, where he continued to serve as the theory teacher for the new disciples, and received a bag of Lingyuan stones as a reward every month.

Wu Lu was very useful, and he would exaggerate that the elder was his noble person when he met everyone, so he almost called his own father.

He has a low profile, but he does have real talents and knowledge, so he got to know several elders over time.

The location of the branch sect is in Shuocheng. Wu Lutuo's family also bought a house in the suburbs of Shuocheng. He swore to his wife and children that within a few years, he would become the elder of the branch sect of the Demon God Sect.

In the past few days, the branch sect has begun to recruit new disciples. It has released news that one channel, four channels, and seven channels will each recruit more than ten named disciples and some miscellaneous disciples.The elder who had met several times before actually called him, and Wu Lu was flattered.

"Mr. Wu, sit here." An elder said.

And his seat?

So exciting.

Wu Lu hurriedly sat down, two elders came today, plus the three of him were responsible for recruiting new disciples.

The elders checked the qualifications and roots of the new disciples, while he reviewed the papers for the new disciples' entrance exams.

During the interval, the two elders chatted a few gossips, and Wu Lu listened for a while.

The elder sitting beside him suddenly turned his head and asked, "Mr. Wu, have you heard of Jinfeng Academy?"

Wu Lu hurriedly put down the brush in his hand, "I know that this is a faction formed by giriists. It's not a sect, but an academy."

There is no threshold, no matter men, women, old or young, anyone can enter and study, and there is no real distinction between teaching and learning.

Another elder looked over and said regretfully: "That's right, they are not sects, and they are not considered powerful."

Wu Ludao: "The villain dares to ask, what happened?"

"Their mountain chief, Ji He, was assassinated last night and died at home."

"What?!" Wu Lu was frightened and couldn't control his volume.

Ji He is well-known all over the world, has made countless friends, and is everyone in the hearts of all Yili sects.It is conceivable how many people's anger will be aroused by his death.

After calming down, Wu Lu asked: "Do the elders know who killed him? They are so vicious."

The two looked at each other, shook their heads, and one of them said: "It's hard to say, Ji He didn't have any scruples when he spoke in his early years, and he didn't have a sense of propriety. He was offended by his words and offended many people. There are more than ten people who want his life to say the least. No. Jinfeng Academy is not far from Minzhou where we are, and the Zongmen should send someone to investigate."

…………

Demon God Sect, Tushen Peak, the top of the Zangshu Pavilion.

Kong Pu said, "I never thought that Ji He would be killed."

Zhu Hua stood on one side with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "Some people in the dark may not be able to sit still anymore."

"I will go to Jinfeng Academy in person." Kong Pu said, "As for Cangzhou City—"

"You stay here. Mei Feng is involved in Jinfeng Academy's affairs. What's more important now is Cangzhou. The bureau has already been laid out, so nothing can go wrong." Zhu Hua thought of something, raised his head and said, "Your vitality..."

Kong Pu said: "Don't worry, the Kong family has suppressed the Demon Tomb for thousands of years, and the vitality has long been impure."

Zhu Hua nodded.

Kong Pu said: "Monsters are smarter than humans. They don't know what's hidden in the Modron, but they won't come near it. People are bold, thinking that there is a hidden treasure, and sneaking in. But they don't know, once Once you get in, you can never get out."

Zhu Hua said: "Though I still think about it, Que Pengtian, the patriarch of the Taiyue Sect, spent his whole life refining the elixir of immortality, but in the end he left a deadly poison for himself. After all, he accepted his fate and lived to be 680 years old."

When he was 80 years old, he met Que Pengtian. At that time, Que Pengtian hadn't lost his mind in pursuit of immortality, and the Taiyue Sect was just a sect that made ordinary pills.

Who would have thought that things would develop into what they are now, no matter how this game of chess is played, it is doomed to sacrifice.

"Where are the other disciples of Taiyuezong?" Kong Pu asked.

Zhu Hua said: "A small number of people have been transferred, but most of them still lost their lives."

"Oh, what a pity."

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Li Canran vacillated between the divination competition and the formation competition for a long time, and finally gave up the formation competition and chose the more difficult metaphysics for him.

He analyzed it with Xiao Tong in this way: "Look, it's not interesting for me to participate in the formation competition, but divination—"

"Why is it boring?" Xiao Tong interrupted him, expressing his incomprehension.

"There's no point in bullying people."

"It's obviously super interesting." Xiaotong argued hard.

"Your system, how can it be like this? It's too bad." Li Canran criticized, "It's different when I go to the fortune-telling competition. This is a new challenge."

"But host, I don't think you will."

"Fuck, I participated, not you, your opinion is not important at all, and don't underestimate me." Li Canran said, "I have become stronger."

"……"Fine.

The streets of Shuocheng are very lively, as if a folk gathering is being held, there are people dancing dragons and lions, and the sound of firecrackers keeps coming and going.

In addition to this folk gathering, more casual cultivators gathered together, standing in twos and threes, with swords slung across their backs, and looking at passers-by coldly.

Staying in the Wanxi Mountains didn't feel like it. After leaving the Demon God Sect and coming to Minzhou, Li Canran realized that because of the alliance in the Northern Territory and the rectification of resources, many casual cultivators were squeezed out by major forces, and some unknown If the small sect in the Northern Territory does not form a group, they can only survive with difficulty.

The casual cultivators had no cultivation resources, so they could only squat on the corner of the street, like wolves waiting for an opportunity, ready to snatch the food back in their mouths at any time.

……

This divination competition was organized by a private fortune-telling organization in Minzhou, and the venue for the competition was set in Shuocheng.

With the firecrackers on his feet, Li Canran held the map in his hand, looked at the map and identified the direction, squeezed all the way into the entrance of the game, and was stunned for a second.

Damn, are they all this old?

And they all wore small round sunglasses, why did they all dress up like fortune tellers on the roadside? ?

Xiaotong complained: "Isn't this competition organized by the fortune tellers themselves?"

"You're right, I can't judge people by their cover." Maybe these old fortune tellers are hiding something.

The fortune tellers do have something, and soon someone is clearing the scene.

Li Canran handed over the water pattern paper used for registration to a person, and immediately got a number plate and an identity plate.

Standing beside him was a young man, wearing a round hat, holding a fortune-telling signboard in his hand, and carrying a pannier on his shoulder, chatting with Li Canran with interest: "Brother, which family did you learn from?" ? I am an outer disciple of fortune-telling master Rong Kun, my name is Rong Yichun, and I major in the technique of burning tortoises to see omens."

"Scorching tortoise to see omens?" Li Canran said, "Your basket contains tortoise shells?"

"That's right, I've prepared fifty, which is enough." Rong Yichun didn't forget to remind him, "Oh, I already revealed my origins, and you haven't said anything about yourself yet."

"I taught myself." Li Canran said, and immediately felt that he was inferior to others.

"Oh, don't be discouraged, there are quite a few self-taught people with real skills." Brother Rong Yichun hurriedly comforted him, "Then what direction did you study?"

"This." Li Canran showed him the hexagram plate and copper coins in his hand.

Rong Yichun was obviously a little disappointed by this, but he was warm-hearted after all, and said: "Forget it, let's get acquainted, I'll give you a tortoise shell, to cheer you up, brother."

"No, no, you keep it for yourself." Li Canran quickly refused.

"I want it, can you give me one?" Xiaotong Xingyan asked.

"Damn, who is talking?" Rong Yichun was startled by the sudden voice, and looked around, "Who is it?"

"You heard wrong." Li Canran said.

"Strange thing." Rong Yichun shook his head, then took out a turtle shell from the back basket, "Here, take it, don't be polite to me."

Li Canran wanted to refuse, but Xiaotong kept asking him to accept it in his heart, so he could only accept it with gritted teeth, "...Thank you."

While they were chatting, all the people who came to participate in the divination competition handed in all the registration materials and received the corresponding ID cards.

In the first game, three Chinese characters were given and they were asked to find out the score cards that had been hidden in various places in advance.

Xiaotong hugged the tortoise shell and murmured, "So formal."

After listening to the rules of the game, Rong Yichun was the first to come back to his senses and said, "Brother, the game is up to you, I'm going first."

The crowd participating in the divination competition quickly dispersed, either holding a divination plate in their hands to deduce the direction, or muttering formulas for divination, or even more mysterious, closing their eyes and walking directly according to their feelings.

It didn't take long for Li Canran to get farther and farther away from the main force.

Xiaotong put the turtle shell that Rong Yichun gave him on his back, and said excitedly, "I am a turtle."

"...How could anyone scold me like that." Li Canran said speechlessly.

He put away the hexagram plate and copper coins just now, and replaced them with a gold thread.

To say that it is better than metaphysics, it has to rely on the method of non-phase inheritance.

Manipulating his vitality and fiddling with the gold thread, Li Canran got the closest position to himself in less than a moment.

Take the score card first, and then return to the original game.

Li Canran put away the gold thread and walked towards the target location. After a short search, he found the score card in the grass behind the roots of a tree.

The start went smoothly.

When he was about to go back, he stopped and asked Xiaotong: [The person who introduced the rules didn't seem to say that a person can only get one score card, right? 】

Xiao Tong: [It makes sense]

【While it's still early, I'll look for it a little longer】

Take other people's scorecards and let others voluntarily withdraw from the race.

Cool.

Li Canran walked around the forest for a while following the instructions of the No Phase Legacy Method, and successfully found seven or eight score cards that had not yet been discovered, some of which were still covered with dew.

"It's too simple." He sighed, "I'm finally not half-baked."

[Host, someone] Xiao Tong quickly reminded, taking advantage of the opportunity to cover himself with a turtle shell.

Li Canran also felt a breath, which was very unstable, and his vitality was extremely weak.

Behind the woods is a Po Temple, and the breath is hidden in it.

"Who is hiding there?" He asked, pulling out the sword from his waist, "No matter who it is, I finally participated in a fortune-telling competition to prove myself, don't spoil my mood."

As soon as he spoke, the aura seemed to be even more frightening, shaking very violently.

Li Canran pushed open the viewing door, and saw a shivering, muddy man, huddled in a corner.

The man raised his head and said in a trembling voice, "Help...help."

……

Instead of bringing that person back to the sect, he found a clean inn nearby and let him take a bath.

Li Canran waited outside for a long time, and after half an hour, he finally couldn't help but asked, "It takes so long to take a bath?"

Xiaotong sat on the turtle shell and yawned.

"If you don't come out, I will leave." Li Canran said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed ajar, and the man hid behind and couldn't move.

"No, you're not a woman, why are you so afraid?"

On the way here, the man walked in front, Li Canran estimated his size and appearance, the man should be a middle-aged man with not high cultivation.

"Little brother, don't be afraid when you see me later." The man sighed, and finally exposed his clean face to the light.

Li Canran frowned.

The man's face was pale, his skin looked mottled and stiff, and so were his exposed hands and feet, so white that there was no life in it. Besides, his body smelled very heavy.

"I escaped from Cangzhou City."

Cangzhou?

Li Canran looked at the man's tragic appearance, and couldn't help but ask, "Who did it?"

The man smiled wryly, and said, "A member of the Demon God Sect."