Incompatible with the male protagonist Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

After everything was ready, Li Canran retreated.

The years of cultivation are long, and it is six or seven years in a flash.

In the dantian, the golden elixir in the bottom of the lotus has disappeared, but turned into a baby, which is his primordial spirit.

Even if it is destroyed, as long as the primordial spirit still exists, it can reshape the physical body and continue to live.

Li Canran "looked inside" at the shrunken version of himself, showing a contented expression.

His cultivation progress is not slow, and he can cultivate from the Jindan stage to the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage in seven years, which is considered an extraordinary talent.

But in the past seven years, his hair has grown a lot, Li Canran is too lazy to cut it, so he just let it go.

After he left the seclusion, he spent a transitional period of two or three days first, and then he inquired about what happened outside when he was practicing in seclusion.

He lost interest after listening for a while, Li Canran suddenly thought of Zhou Rong, snapped his fingers, hadn't seen him for almost ten years, and still missed him.

Although they spent the first two or three years in a coma and practiced for the next six or seven years, so they didn't really experience the feeling of time passing, but the two of them did not meet each other for a full ten years.

Why didn't Zhou Rong come to him?Doesn't he miss himself?

Grass, then he is too heartless.

【Host, did you forget that you destroyed his golden core? ] Xiaotong complained.

【Oh, I almost forgot...】

At noon, Li Canran squatted in the sun at the open door of a medicine shop in the city. The strong fragrance of the pills made one feel lingering.

He roughly described Zhou Rong's appearance in his heart.

Xiao Tong sat beside him, feeling dazzled by the snow, wearing a pair of small black round lenses, playing with a toy in the shape of a lock ring, turning it around a few times, concentrating on trying to untie the iron ring open.

The two are like homeless people, wandering the streets.

Li Canran's idea was very simple, since Zhou Rong didn't come to look for him, then he should go to the ancient spirit gate.Ten years have passed, Zhou Rong can't possibly still hold grudges against him.

Once he made a decision, he suddenly relaxed a lot.

He glanced sideways, snatched the iron ring from Xiaotong's hand, untied it in twos and then threw it to it.

"Trouble."

Xiao Tong:? ? ?

The Lingyuan stones around him were enough, Li Canran was introduced to choose Yunzhou, and planned to buy the most expensive and best boat with deep pockets.

Xiao Tong folded his arms and flew behind him.

The owner who sold Yunzhou humbly asked for advice, "This is...?"

Li Canran: "Sword Spirit."

Xiao Tong nodded in agreement.

The boss wearing a black brocade robe in front of him is an old merchant who has been in business for many years. When he introduced the good and bad of various cloud boats, he spit all over the place.

Li Canran chose a dark blue cloud boat in the innermost corner. It was made of rare materials. The lightweight boat was decorated with crane feathers and equipped with formations, which looked low-key and luxurious.

After Hualing Yuanshi bought Yunzhou, he simply bought a team of cranes.

When he was flying in the sky in the newly purchased cloud boat, Li Canran was wrapped in sable fur and looked down at the ground, feeling as if everything was under control.

But before he reached Gulingmen, and even before he flew to Zhongzhou, he was found by Yu Zizhen.

Since the two hooked up again in Jinfeng Academy, Yu Zizhen gave him a sound transmission whistle.Of course, before that, Yu Zizhen asked, "Didn't I remember giving you one?"

Li Canran shrugged: "I lost it."

Yu Zizhen thought that the person in front of him still owed him money, so he had to give him a sound transmission whistle again.

……

On the cloud boat, Li Canran's face darkened.

As soon as he passed the test, he was approached by someone. Don't come here to ask for the other half of the Lingyuan stone.

Contrary to his despicable imagination, Yu Zi really didn't come to him to ask for money, but came to ask for help when the situation was not good.

Li Canran got down from the cloud boat, and saw a person lying on the ground on the barren country road with a weak breath.

Yu Zizhen had his last breath left, but he couldn't say anything.

He looks like a dying person, with a miserable appearance, but his eyes are strange and bloodthirsty, and the gap between his teeth is full of blood.

The surrounding snow has not yet melted, the surroundings are covered in silver, the temperature is freezing cold, and there is no life in sight. Yu Zizhen's hands were exposed to the air, and he was a little stiff from the cold. He shivered twice, and then grabbed Li with all his strength. Bright trousers.

"Hey, how did you mess up like this..." Li Canran stood still and murmured.

Compared to finding Zhou Rong, saving people is more important.

After all, "Saving a life is worth building a seven-year pagoda."

"It's the seventh-level pagoda, the host." Xiao Tong whispered.

"Correct me, I don't believe in Buddhism."

Yu Zizhen was lying on the bed, and he had already been fed a life-saving elixir. His sluggish breath gradually stabilized, his eyes were tightly closed, and he hadn't woken up yet.

This is an inn in the countryside, the rooms are simple, there is nothing you want, there is a hole in the window that looks like it has been broken for a long time, and the cold wind blows in.

Li Canran checked his vitality with his vitality, but was quickly forced to retreat.

"No way..."

Li Canran tried again, but as expected, he was forced to retreat again.

There was obviously something wrong with Yu Zizhen's vitality, and he exuded an evil smell from the inside out.

Xiao Tong opened his skirt with his hands, and saw a spell pattern on his chest, covering the remaining sealing formation.

Li Canran watched it for a while, and recognized that it was the evil curse of grafting life that he had seen in the Golden Feather Order.

After Yu Zizhen woke up, what he saw was that he was lying on the bed with his clothes open, with a torn quilt covering his body.

"Where is this place?" he asked.

Li Canran said, "Yancheng."

After Yu Zizhen confirmed that he was safe, he assumed a cultivation posture and confessed, "Protect me for the law."

Li Canran leaned against the hard door panel and watched him.

The temperature in the room plummeted, and a familiar yet unfamiliar vitality rose from Yu Zizhen's body, forming a closed silkworm cocoon to wrap him inside.

[Whose vitality is this? 】Li Canran communicated with Xiaotong in his head.

[It belongs to Fan Miao] Xiao Tong recognized it.

The peak master of the White Crane Peak of the Demon God Sect heard about his serious injury when he was still teaching at Jinfeng Academy.

Li Canran had a guess in his mind, and he didn't really confirm it until he saw the evil curse on Yu Zizhen's chest getting brighter and brighter.

Yu Zizhen grafted Fan Miao's life and devoured his vitality.

……

After Yu Zizhen circulated his vitality in the meridians of his body for 36 great cycles, the training ended and the sky turned dark.

He twisted his sore and stiff neck, his physical condition was still very bad, and he barely raised his head, "Thank you for your help, I thought I was going to die... By the way, where have you been hiding all these years? I I've been looking for you, but I can't even see a shadow."

"Retreat."

"Is it the Nascent Soul stage?"

Li Canran did not deny it.

Yu Zizhen raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I practiced very quickly."

Li Canran replied, "Not as fast as you."

In the evening, the wind subsided, light snow drifted outside the window, and thin frost began to form on the window sill.With the chill soaking in, Li Canran lit the animal charcoal.

The smoke from the charcoal fire just drifted out from the hole in the paper window.

Yu Zizhen asked: "Aren't you curious about how I have lived these ten years?" He said and put two soft pillows behind him to make himself more comfortable.

In the sixth year when he refined Tang Xingdan into a puppet, because of a practice error, the devilish energy invaded his body, and at a critical moment, he extradited the raging devilish energy into Tang Xingdan's body.

Yu Zizhen omitted the part about extradition of demonic energy, and continued to describe——

Originally, Tang Xingdan was destined to die, but by chance, he met a doctor with excellent medical skills.Yixiu recognized Tang Xingdan's identity, and in order to offer a high reward, he secretly tipped off the Tang family.

"After that, I was hunted down." Yu Zizhen concluded in one sentence.At that time, he was just beginning to use the evil spell to graft Fan Miao's life, and every step was in fear, which was equivalent to gambling his life. The pursuit of the Tang family made his life even more difficult in the next few years.

Li Canran was expressionless, recalled something, and asked: "Ten years ago, that night at the Tiancan Sword Sect, what I saw was Tang Xingdan?"

Yu Zizhen nodded frankly.

"Where are the others, where are they now?"

"Brought back by the Tang family." Yu Zizhen changed his side-lying position, brought himself closer to the charcoal, and narrowed his eyes lazily, "Fate is big, I'm not dead."

To be precise, he was about to die, and the breath in his meridians was weak, like a person who had been short of water for a long time, with a shriveled face and pale lips, as if he would die in the blink of an eye.

Yu Zizhen felt that his compassionate heart, which had been dead for more than ten years, suddenly moved for some reason. He knew that he had been tired of Tang Xingdan for a long time, and he shouldn't leave future troubles, so his rationality made him instinctively move his saber.

But because of that momentary delay, he failed to kill Tang Xingdan and let him be taken away by the Tang family.

The charcoal fire burned more and more vigorously, dispelling the chill, and the fire light illuminated the whole room.

The snowflakes outside fell, falling softly and silently to the ground.

"Why are you telling me these things?" Li Canran asked calmly.

Yu Zizhen's voice was gloomy and seductive: "Fan Miao's vitality is so huge that I can't absorb it by myself. I can share half of it with you, but in return, you have to deal with the Tang family with me."

With Fan Miao's Hinayana stage strength, one can imagine how abundant his vitality was.

Li Canran knew that Yu Zizhen's move was to drag him into the water, but he was shamefully moved.

Fan Miao is a demon cultivator, but he has a pure yang body to protect his heart veins. Although he will reject demon energy or yin energy, it will not hurt his life. Once it is assimilated into vitality, his strength will rise.

Li Canran and Yu Zizhen looked at each other for a while, and finally shook their heads under the latter's expectant gaze.

"I'm not interested in devouring other people's vitality."