Incompatible with the male protagonist Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

Yu Zi really didn't believe that he wasn't tempted, but when he saw Li Canran's unwavering face, he had no choice but to let go of the plan in his heart, and had a new understanding of the person sitting in front of him beyond expectations.

After all, the Tang family belonged to a family of cultivation, and their people were difficult to deal with. Before Fan Miao's strength was fully digested, there was no chance of winning.

He lost interest a little, turned his face, glanced at the snow outside the window, and asked: "By the way, where is my share of Lingyuan stone from back then? How much is left?"

Finally asked.

Li Canran had an expression of no comment.

Yu Zizhen didn't get a response for a long time, so he looked at him: "... Seriously?"

"It's used up." Li Canran said, "I bought a cloud boat, it's quite expensive."

"I can borrow you for two days." He added.

Yu Zizhen stared at him for a while, then said: "For the sake of saving me, I don't ask you for it."

……

Yu Zizhen was bedridden for a period of time to recuperate from his injuries, and had to change his dressing every morning and evening, during which time his energy should not be overused.

He would get off the hospital bed during the day. The downstairs of the inn where he was staying was a dilapidated manger, with a few exhausted horses tethered. From time to time, monsters tamed by monks would appear, but this was not the case for this remote inn. That said, naturally less common.

Yu Zizhen was dressed in sickly white, walked along the path in front of the manger, and slowly walked forward along the wilderness full of osmanthus trees. The osmanthus flowers on the osmanthus tree were all gone, leaving only the green leaves fluttering in the cold wind , full of vitality.

This scene is an eyesore for him. Sometimes he gets up, and he will cut off the laurel branches along the road with his sword, including the living things he meets, a wild cat, or a few sparrows that are alive and kicking, all of them die tragically under his sword , but within a few days, Yu Zi really got tired of this game, as if he was used to the scenery in front of him, he just let it go.

The inn only provides one meal a day, and the servants will serve it on a simple but clean plate. Yu Zizhen can only pick up the can of cold milk and sit by the window alone, drinking it while thinking about killing The way to kill Tang Xingdan.

……

When Yu Zizhen was lonely and bored, Li Canran's mood fell into a trough.

After ten years, Master Zhu Hua finally regained consciousness from a coma due to serious injuries, but he is still in retreat. It is hard to say whether he will recover.

Of course, this is not the only thing that irritated him. When he first came out of the practice, he couldn't wait to see Zhou Rong, but when he calmed down, he realized that the two of them had been separated for a long time, and he didn't know what it would be like to meet again scene.

He felt a little uncomfortable, hating his own indecision for the first time.

Under the white sky, at the entrance of a quiet courtyard, Xiaotong built three snowmen in the yard. It was not satisfied with this, but happily piled up the fourth one.

"Come here." Li Canran called out.

Xiao Tong reluctantly walked over.

"Has the secondary mission been updated?"

Xiao Tong made a gesture with his palm and showed him the task interface.

[Secondary task: kill Yu Zizhen, graft Fan Miao's cultivation base

Reward: [-] achievement points]

Li Canran was stunned.

Is it so fierce this time?

Here is the foreshadowing of the relationship that made him gain Yu Zizhen's trust at the beginning.

The script was written for him, but he couldn't do it.

What's more, Yu Zi is really a member of the Baiyang Society, and he has grafted part of Fan Miao's strength, so he may not be able to beat him...

"Let's talk about the main task." Li Canran said.

Xiao Tong shrugged and changed the interface.

[Main task: join the ancient spirit sect, and obtain the qualification to enter the Danxin sect in the sect competition next month]

Li Canran: "What is this Danxinmen?"

Xiaotong: "Enter it for a trial, and you can obtain the inheritance of the ancient spirit gate."

Sure enough, we still have to confront Zhou Rong.

He doesn't know Zhou Rong's current cultivation base, but Zhou Rong's cultivation speed is beyond common sense, and with the blessing of blood, he will definitely not be weaker than himself.

Sitting in front of the courtyard, Li Canran manipulated the flying snow and mist with his vitality to build a snowman.

Then he stood up quickly, "Go, go find Yu Zizhen."

One day at the end of the month, a carriage set off from Qinglu Pass and drove through the snow at a moderate pace.

It snowed all night, and the ground was covered softly. You can see black and blue branches that were broken by the snow and fell to the ground everywhere. A few bare and thin ones were scattered and buried in the thick snowdrifts.

The carriage was running smoothly, and as far as the eye could see, there were hardly any people on the road. The air was cold and refreshing, and there was silence in the ears. Occasionally, one could hear the whistling wind blowing across the roof of the carriage shed, and the sound of falling branches being broken by the wheels of the carriage. crisp sound.

It's not a carriage for mortals to pretend to be, but it's approaching the boundaries of the Demon God Sect, and it's too eye-catching to hold a sword in the sky.

It is about three or four hundred miles from Qingluguan to Wanxi Mountains, and the carriage took a long time to cover less than half of the distance.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, a figure suddenly appeared on the bare roadside. It was a young man who ran out of the woods not far away in a panic. His clothes were messy, as if he had encountered a robber.

"Help...help...help, help—" He hurriedly waved to their carriage, his voice getting louder and more urgent.

Yu Zizhen glanced at Li Canran and signaled him to make a decision.

The coachman yelled, the carriage stopped, and Li Canran poked his head out from behind the curtain and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There are bandits." The man said in a hurry, he didn't care to wipe the sweat dripping from his face, he looked at Li Canran as if he was asking for help, his expression didn't look fake.

"Come up." Li Canran said lightly.

The young man relaxed as if he had been saved, wiped off his sweat, looked behind him, and got into the carriage without looking back.

In the carriage, Li Canran recognized his cultivation level in the Bigu period, his breath was a little messy, his eyes were still frightened, and he looked around uneasily.

The coachman waved his whip, and Yu Zizhen put down the thick curtain, blocking the wind and snow from the outside.

"Thank you two young heroes for saving me." The young man regained his composure and hurriedly made a bow to thank him. When he looked at Yu Zizhen who was sitting upright on the other side, the expression on his face was calm at first, but then he froze.

"You know me?" Yu Zizhen asked.

The young man hurriedly lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "No." On the face that was not illuminated by Ye Mingzhu, his pupils suddenly widened, and his voice trembled a little.

"Who are those bandits?" Li Canran took the words and asked.

The young man recovered his emotions and raised his head, explained tremblingly, that he had met a group of loose cultivators, who dressed up as bandits and met people with good cultivation, often appearing in this area, with tyrannical temperament and cruel methods.

"You don't know how to control the sword?" Yu Zizhen said.

The young man didn't dare to look at him, he spared his head in embarrassment, and said, "It's hard to learn how to control a sword, but everyone knows it."

After walking for a while and confirming that it was safe, the young man jumped out of the carriage without staying too long, and bowed again to thank him.

When he couldn't help turning his eyes to the other side, he found that Yu Zi really recognized him, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face. His face turned pale, suppressing the sudden hatred in his heart, and took a step Back step by step.After retreating for a while, he began to turn his head and run wildly.

On the carriage, Li Canran looked at the back of the man who left in an instant, looked away, and asked a little strangely: "Do you know each other?"

Yu Zizhen hummed, "When I worked for Fan Miao, I had contact with several families nearby." If he remembered correctly, the person just now should be the junior of the Guan family.

Even if he bears a bloody feud, and the enemy happens to be right in front of his eyes, he doesn't dare to hesitate.

……

At night, the carriage stopped.The two took turns to watch the night, and the rest of them practiced with their eyes closed. They didn't set off again until the early morning.

After walking for almost an hour, I finally arrived at the Wanxi Mountain Range, and the surrounding gradually became more popular.

The two got out of the carriage, gave Lingyuan stones, and came to an early morning stall.

"It's cold, it's fucking cold." A passer-by muttered.

Yu Zizhen sat in front of the noodle stall and asked for a bowl of oily noodles. He hadn't eaten a single rice since he crawled back from the edge of death half a month ago, and now he felt his stomach was empty.

The noodles were served immediately, chopped green onion, beans and green vegetables were spread on the noodles one by one, poured a spoonful of hot oil on top, and seasoned with peppercorns, the color was attractive and the aroma was tangy.

"Guest officer, would you like something?" Xiao Er bowed and asked enthusiastically.

Li Canran shook his head.

While they were talking, a group of sect disciples wearing Taoist uniforms came over one after another, probably looking for a place to stay, so they sat not far from them.

The leading male disciple looked familiar.

[It's Meng Yuxuan] Xiao Tong said in a low voice, [A registered disciple of Chiyang Peak back then]

The sun came out and the snow started to melt.

Meng Yuxuan was dressed in a dark blue broad robe, tall and tall, wearing a jade crown, and had grown into an imposing monk.

Yan Yunqiao's obsessive brother back then has now become an official disciple of Wumai, with a golden core stage cultivation base, and is known as a senior by all Wumai disciples.

Yu Zizhen naturally recognized him and watched silently.

The waiter at the noodle shop walked over curiously and asked, only to learn that recently there were bandits making trouble near the official roads in Licheng and Beiqicheng. of.

Beside the early morning stall, the people passing by showed cautious expressions, and they all avoided when walking, lest they would run into this group of sect disciples.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse, Tao Biqing was killed by the Demon God Sect, and Fan Miao was seriously injured. A hundred or so disciples and more than a dozen elders who left the first and fourth veins have not yet been injured, and even the famous Neither wavered.

"Who is the peak master of the three veins now?" Li Canran asked via voice transmission.

Yu Zizhen shook his head, "There is no peak master, only the elders in charge. What happened back then was a huge blow to the sect. The disciples who secretly cultivated demons died and were disabled. It's not a good thing."

"Where's Di Yulong?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a retreat." Yu Zizhen said.He had grafted Fan Miao's life, so he was destined not to be able to stay in the Demon God Sect, so he has been wandering outside these days, not knowing the situation of the sect.

After all the disciples of Demon God Sect had left, he had just finished his last mouthful of noodles.

He raised his head and took a sip of tea, finally satisfied, Yu Zizhen looked directly at the past and asked, "Why did you suddenly communicate?"

"Who doesn't want to have a stronger cultivation?" Li Canran asked back as a matter of course, and said lightly, "What's more, you can't eat it by yourself."

Yu Zizhen pondered the meaning of what he said, some of it was true and some of it was false.

Not long ago, he justly rejected himself, but now he has changed his face.

"You don't believe me?" Li Canran said.

Yu Zizhen replied: "Of course I believe you."

He looked up at Baihe Peak in the distance.

Fan Miao's whereabouts are uncertain, and he reacted immediately after being slapped, and sought medical treatment everywhere. In the past few days, someone saw him walking around in the sect.

The evil curse is difficult to solve, but it does not mean that there is no solution.

"What we have to do is to completely cut off his thoughts before he finds a way to undo this evil curse." Yu Zizhen said.

"What are you going to do?" Li Canran asked.

Yu Zizhen didn't say it directly, but said with a smile: "He must really want to see me now."

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