Incompatible with the male protagonist Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

A few years ago, Ni Zheng, relying on his status as an elder in the formation class, injured Tushenfeng's official disciple because of his private vendetta that the demon crystal was taken away, and was taught a lesson by Mei Feng. .

As a result, on the way, he met a little beast, probably also a disciple of the same line, and stared at him as if he had an enemy with him. It penetrated into his meridians, nibbling away at his flesh and blood inch by inch.

Ni Zheng was furious and wanted to make a complete move, but the Elder Hall of Tushen Peak was nearby, so he couldn't tolerate his presumptuousness.He simply kept going and took the kid to the Elder's Hall, and wanted to file a complaint, but unfortunately, he was really unlucky, and smashed the evidence that Zhu Hua, the elder of Tushen Peak, had secretly communicated with the Gu Lingmen, and was immediately frightened Dazed.

Zhu Hua found him and chased him overnight. Ni Zheng was defeated, and in a panic, he abandoned his body and escaped with serious injuries to his soul.Who would have thought that in the past few years, every time he reshaped his body, his flesh and blood would be eaten away by the vitality of that little beast, and in the end he could only be suppressed hard, and his appearance was ruined.

After getting this soul-inducing banner, Ni Zheng's original ashen state of mind was rekindled with a sliver of hope. He wanted to dedicate this treasure to the peak master of the Demon God Sect, and take this opportunity to return to the Demon God Sect and take revenge.

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On the other hand, ever since Su Yang, who was in the Qin family, felt the danger was approaching, he had the intention of retreating, and the Qin family had no intention of entangled with it after hearing the news of the demon tomb.

The bad news came one after another. After the Qin family left in Suyang, they found signs of being invaded in the backyard of the mansion. After further investigation, the soul-inducing banners and secret scrolls of Gu art hidden in the inner room were all gone.

In the Qin Mansion, only Su Yang brought the elders of the six veins to come, and as soon as he left, the treasure hidden in the secret room was lost. If all the ins and outs were counted, it must be Su Yang who stole it.

"Immortal thing, play this show for me..."

Qin Lian cursed secretly in her heart, the two dead six-vein disciples must have made an excuse, and the reason for it was obvious.He already felt that something was wrong, why would the Demon God Sect suddenly send the peak master over, and make a fuss about two insignificant disciples.

Li Canran was about to go back to Cangzhou City, Xiaotong didn't say that he was timid, but said that the Demon Tomb was alive and asked him to avoid the limelight first, but Li Canran refused and insisted on going back.

"Aren't you afraid?" Xiao Tong asked.

Although there is a point, "It has nothing to do with whether you are afraid or not."

He remembered the man he met in Minzhou. The man said that it was the Demon God Sect who turned him into this state. There are many people like him in Cangzhou who were killed by the Demon God Sect.In terms of emotion and reason, he has to figure it out.

Li Canran flew over the mountains with his sword, and there were layers of clouds above his head. There was fog in the mountains, and the world was smoky white.The thick fog covered everything, and the feeling of being blinded was no different from being in darkness.

If people from the Demon God Sect really did it, what's the point of staying in this kind of sect.

"What is a modron?" he asked.

Xiaotong read the information for him, then gestured and explained with popular metaphors, "A tomb filled with monsters."

Cangzhou City.

Zhou Rong knew that he was being targeted by someone. That person's cultivation was close to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and his strength was far from what he can match today. But for some reason, even though the killing intent was so clear, that person still just followed him from a distance. I didn't do it myself, as if waiting for the opportunity.

In addition, there is a deep calling, which he has felt since he stepped into Cangzhou City. This calling haunts him and has not dissipated for a long time.

There was gusts of wind not far away, and the cries of monsters could be vaguely heard, running towards him quickly.

Zhou Rong hid his figure well, and the people who chased him after him also hid their aura.

The sedan chair of Gulingmen passed by in the air, and Zhou Rong recognized that the sign above was from the most mysterious sect in Xiuxian Continent. A bronze-colored gate was carved on the wooden beam of the sedan chair, faintly visible in the thunder.

Why did the people from Gulingmen come here swaggeringly?

Zhou Rong didn't have time to think about it, his task now was to get rid of the people who were chasing him behind him as soon as possible.

……

Demon God Sect.

Fan Miao met Ni Zheng, the long-lost elder of Wumai. He didn't recognize him at first, but he heard from his subordinates that someone was looking for him. After summoning him, he saw a man wrapped in black walking out of the hall. He came in, a little flinching.

Without opening his mouth, Ni Zheng took off his hood, revealing an unrecognizable face.

His appearance changed, but his aura remained the same. Fan Miao was taken aback. He wasn't surprised that someone could make Ni Zheng look like this, but that Ni Zheng, as the elder of the Demon God Sect, was bullied like this but didn't Dare to come back and complain.

"what happened?"

Ni Zheng wanted to complain, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to say his name with trembling lips, "Zhu Hua."

Fan Miao didn't let him sit down, so he stood up and explained everything about what happened to him, his mouth was dry and he couldn't help complaining, why didn't he let himself sit down and talk.Anyway, he used to have the title of elder. Although he is down and out now and has reshaped his physical body, his strength is still there.

After Fan Miao heard what he said, there was no surprise on his face, as if he had guessed it a long time ago, and he didn't show the slightest difference in Zhu Hua's betrayal.

Ni Zheng felt apprehensive, and began to doubt whether his trip was correct.He stared at the pile of ashes left behind by the burning gold coals, and worried that he would have the same fate in a while.

He suddenly remembered the reason for his visit, hurriedly took out a box from his pocket, and sent the spiritual weapon up as if offering a treasure.

Fan Miao finally said the second thing after seeing him, "What is this?"

Ni Zheng opened the box, and carefully took out the high-level fairy spirit artifact inside, and said with a little pride on his face: "I found this with great difficulty, and I specially dedicated it to your lord. "

Fan Miao took it and looked at it for a while, then accepted it with satisfaction.

"Can my lord avenge me?" Ni Zheng asked.

He raised his head halfway, with a demanding tone, waiting expectantly and anxiously for a reply.

"You do something for me." Fan Miao said.

Seeing hope, Ni Zheng showed a long-lost smile on his face, "Don't mention one thing, several things are fine. I am the elder of the Demon God Sect, and this is my duty."

Fan Miao didn't greet him politely, and said directly: "Go and bring Mengtianshen back, give it to me."

The Mengtian God is famous, and it is an artifact hidden in the Sword Tomb on Tushen Peak. Everyone in the Demon God Sect knows that the person who pulls out this sword is a candidate for the next suzerain.Fan Miao knew that the suzerain Di Yulong wanted to kill Zhou Rong to avoid future troubles, but Meng Tianshen could not fall into the hands of others.

While the suzerain was worrying about other things, he happened to have this opportunity.

"Yes."

Ni Zheng knelt down on one knee and accepted the assignment.

During the few years he was in exile, he heard that Mengtian God was pulled out by a newcomer disciple. No matter who that person was, was he afraid that he would not be able to beat a child who had only entered the sect for a few years?

"Excuse me, where do I go to find that sword?" he asked.

Fan Miao smiled and told him a direction.

After all, Mengtianshen belongs to the Demon God Sect, and every peak master of the Demon God Sect knows where it is.

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In Cangzhou City, Zhou Rong didn't know that he was being targeted by someone else, and all his current thoughts were on dealing with the people behind him.

The man's aura was unfamiliar, but the blatant killing intent was very familiar, just like many people who wanted to kill him.

It seemed that he couldn't bear it anymore, the man's breath fluctuated, and he should want to do it.The world is changing rapidly, and when people hesitate, they often miss some things.

In the southeast, the sky and the earth changed color, and suddenly there was an extremely terrifying and evil atmosphere, gradually covering it at a slow and depressing speed.

Mengtianshen vibrated in response, showing signs of coming out of the sheath.

Ever since Zhou Rong subdued Mengtianshen, this sword has never disobeyed his orders.With a frown, vitality erupted from his dantian, trying to suppress the uneasy sword body, but at the same time, the murderous aura suddenly came from behind, directly attacking the gate of life.

Zhou Rong sideways avoided the fatal blow.

Just when he was about to fight back, what neither of them expected was that the natal sword he was carrying with him flew into the air and escaped his control.

Zhou Rong was stunned for a moment, the person who was chasing him behind reacted faster than him, mobilizing the vitality in his body first, and sucking the sword of Mengtianshen into his palm.

Zhou Rong's face darkened, and he wanted to snatch his natal sword back, but the situation in front of him did not allow him to do so.With a thought, another saber flew out of the storage bag, no longer lingering, and flew directly to the other direction with the sword.

But when the head of the Xuangui Sect, who snatched Mengtianshen into his hands, was about to continue chasing and killing him, he found that the sword in his hand was very stubborn, and desperately wanted to fly in the direction of Taiyue Mountain in the southeast.

Ming Gan had to stop, preparing to plant a seal on the sword first.

You Yangxu only let him kill people, so the sword he got should belong to him as a matter of course.A smile appeared on Ming Gan's always serious face. He was not willing to kill for the Demon God Sect. After all, his son died because of the Demon God Sect. If he were to be a lackey again, he would inevitably be laughed at.

But when interests are compared with face, interests prevail in the end.

Ming Gan got this sword by accident, and he stared at it with great interest. He had never heard of the name of Mengtianshen. For so many years, he could not count the spiritual weapons he had seen with two hands, but Nothing can compare to the sword in front of me.

Just when he was planning to plant a seal and take Mengtian God completely for himself, he found that it was not going well.

It is unheard of for him to be unable to seal a spiritual weapon with half a foot in the Transcending Tribulation Stage.Whenever his vitality gets close to the blade, the vitality will evaporate out of thin air and disappear.

After Ming Gan tried more than ten times, he finally felt something was wrong. When he was about to try for the last time, there was a sound of breaking wind above his head, and the attack followed the wind.

He raised his head, and quickly stretched out his hand to meet the person who came.

Ni Zheng, who was wrapped in black clothes, was stunned. Didn't he say that Pulling out Mengtianshen is a newcomer disciple, even if a few years have passed, he can't grow so fast, right?

Ming Qian fixed himself and asked, "Who are you?"

Ni Zheng gradually realized that he might have found the wrong person, but it was not wrong that the person was holding Mengtianshen in his hand.

In this case--

"The old man doesn't want to talk too much, either take the sword in your hand obediently, or keep your life."