Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

Everyone followed Le Zhengcheng to their current residence. This is the place where the surviving people from Yaoshenzhuang stayed. There are many familiar faces, including Yin Ci, and there are many people from other sects. It was mentioned by Le Zhengcheng, other cultivators in the sect who were attacked by everyone in the devil world.

The place is not big, but the protection is very strong. The person in charge of Yaoshenzhuang greeted them and enthusiastically helped everyone arrange their accommodation.

The matter about the Jiang family has not been settled yet. Many of the Jiang family's children died at the hands of the smiling doctor. At present, Jiang Qingru is the only one who can speak.

Although the damned and the undeserved are almost dead, but what should be said and should not be said has to be said again.

The senior masters here are Yaoshen Zhuang Yin's old owner, Lingyun Xianzun Le Zhengcheng, Mingguang Xianzun Ye Mingguang, the three gathered everyone together, and for the sake of fairness and justice, they also invited other sects. The cultivators watched.

Jiang Qingru and Jiang Qingwan were sitting together, the injuries on Jiang Qingwan's body had been treated, she looked very haggard, her face was almost transparent, Jiang Qingru persuaded: "Sister Qingwan, don't you really need to go to rest? ?”

Jiang Qingwan shook her head and smiled meaningfully: "No, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Jiang Qingru frowned, and was about to ask her where she came from, when the old owner of the medicine god Zhuang Yin, who was on the main seat, said, "I already know about what happened to the Jiang family. It is said that the Jiang family owner fell into the devil. , Zhao Yuan Xianzun beheaded him?"

Fu Siqian nodded: "At that time, Jiang Wenyi fell into the devil so deeply that he couldn't recognize his identity at all. My disciple Feng Tinghan fought with him for a long time, and the devil energy weakened, so he revealed his identity, but it was too late. My sword is too powerful."

His sentence "the power of a sword is too strong" preemptively strikes people, although everyone is stunned, but no one is ashamed to make a fuss about it, but everyone has a question in their hearts: how much power is too much to cut people to pieces with a sword None left?

The old villa owner Yin also thought of this level, and laughed dryly: "As expected of Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable, the power of Sanqiu remains the same as before."

Before Fu Sigan could speak, Jiang Qingru took over the words: "It's not Sanqiu, that sword is not Sanqiu."

"Zhaoyuan?" Le Zhengcheng raised his eyes in doubt.

The old villa owner Yin also asked: "Can I ask Xianzun Zhaoyuan to explain about this sword?"

This is the reason why he is unwilling to join forces with the righteous way. Everyone pretends to be dignified and high-spirited, but when it comes to their own interests, they will only get along with each other.

Feng Tinghan laughed softly, and the mockery grew stronger: "Aren't you just asking why my master doesn't use Sanqiu?"

Fu Siqian was so happy to see Feng Tinghan standing out for him, the old god was pointing his fingers on the ground, holding the table one by one, looking at him with a smile, without saying a word.

Le Zhengcheng frowned in displeasure: "Ting Han, pay attention to your words."

Fu Siqian snorted very softly, everyone thought he was going to teach his disciples a lesson, and they were all waiting to see the show, but Fu Siqian just handed his tea to Feng Tinghan, and said in a warm voice: "Dry mouth? Drink some tea."

Feng Tinghan's anger was extinguished in an instant, he obediently picked up the teacup, and drank it on his own, with a docile expression on his face, everyone was surprised and sighed in their hearts, Immortal Zhaoyuan really has the skills to control his husband.

Qu Guizhu nodded again and again, as expected of Immortal Zhaoyuan, this behavior was excellent, it not only appeased Lord Mozun who had a bad temper, but also did not embarrass Immortal Lingyun.

Xiao Qinglong was pinned down on the seat, staring at Le Zhengcheng and grinding his teeth: "Who is that man? He dares to speak like that to the master!"

Qu Guizhu cast a sideways glance at him: "That's Immortal Lingyun of Wuji Mountain, very powerful, as powerful as your master's wife, he was the one who danced that sword energy in the sky before."

"No." Yin Su turned his head and said to her seriously, "He is not as good as my master's husband... that disciple is very powerful, that disciple is very powerful, really."

Surprise flashed in Qu Guizhu's eyes, did this silly dragon fall ill today, would he admit that the Immortal Venerable is powerful, or was he provoked by the Lingyun Immortal Venerable before?

"It's okay, you will always surpass him." Qu Guizhu tilted his head, "Our little dragon is not yet an adult, and he must be very powerful when he becomes an adult."

Yinsu's face became hot, he turned his head away humming, and muttered in a low voice: "Woman, although you are very discerning, you can't talk nonsense."

Seeing the redness in his ears, Qu Guizhu couldn't help but bend his eyes, is this silly dragon so innocent?

The old master Yin spoke carefully: "The person who spoke just now is the apprentice of Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable. You are right. Immortal Venerable is famous for Sanqiu. We are also concerned. Why does Sanqiu not be used to kill fallen demons? The blazing fire is so bright." It is the most vicious thing."

As soon as this was mentioned, Feng Tinghan's violent temper came up again, and Fu Siqian didn't stop him, watching him jump up from his seat.

"Why not use Sanqiu? Because Sanqiu is broken, broken into several pieces."

As soon as he said this, the audience was in an uproar, and Le Zhengcheng suddenly looked up: "Zhao Yuan!"

Fu Siqian helplessly raised his forehead. He didn't bother to explain at first, so he simply concealed the matter and didn't tell Le Zhengcheng.

As if it was not enough, Feng Tinghan said coldly: "How did Sanqiu break, do you all know? It was to prevent the fallen demon Xihua Immortal from destroying the world. During the battle at Luwei Mountain, Master With the help of the power of heavenly thunder to defeat Immortal Xihua, not only Sanqiu was broken into several pieces, even Master himself was seriously injured. He was healed by Senior Qu Guizhu and he only woke up after half a month. When Jiang Wen fell into the devil, Master beheaded and killed him to protect me, just because he didn’t use Sanqiu, everyone was aggressive, and those who didn’t know thought that my master had done something that everyone could get and punish.”

In the silence of the room, Fu Siqian laughed softly, and he was about to use a powerful word. He didn't say it, but his big baby's language is really good, so it's very good!

What Fu Siqian didn't know was that because of his smile, the others' hearts trembled countless times, thinking that he was angry, and that smile was also a mocking smile, and they immediately fell silent, bowing their heads in silence.

Le Zhengcheng's heart was shaken, and Feng Tinghan didn't even care about the fact that he had been hiding the Xihua Immortal Venerable's fall from the devil. He suddenly stood up from his seat: "Zhaoyuan, is this true? Sanqiu really?" Broken? What about your body?"

Sanqiu is the natal magic weapon of Zhaoyuan Xianzun, and the sword is in people.

Everyone raised their heads in unison, with tears in their eyes: "Three autumns are broken, what about the immortal?"

Fu Siqian was overwhelmed by the sudden sad atmosphere, and helplessly spread his hands: "I'm fine now, thanks to Doctor Qu's treatment."

Eager gazes cast into the corner again, Qu Guizhu was stunned for a moment, and blinked blankly, didn't she just go away for a while, what happened again, why did everyone stare at her? Like a living Bodhisattva descending to earth?

The old village owner Yin sighed long and hard: "Zhaoyuan Xianzun is righteous, he is really a role model for our generation. After the end of the three autumns, can Xianzun find a magic weapon?"

He knocked sideways here just to ask what kind of sword was used to kill Jiang Wenyi, which is normal. Many people saw it that day and said that the sword had great power, and the old master Yin was also pushed out bird.

Fu Siqian quite understood their mentality, so he didn't take Joe too much, and tentatively summoned Zheri who had settled down in his Dantian Lingfu. Unexpectedly, it went well this time. Xu realized that Fu Siqian didn't want to drive him away. It turned into a streamer and fell into his hands.

The golden light flowed on the long sword, Fu Siqian didn't restrain his power intentionally, the power flowing out from the sunshade surged, condensed into a sharp blade like a substance, and scraped coldly at the sides of everyone, a group of people shivered in unison.

Not to hurt, it's more like a small warning.

Fu Siqian was very surprised. In his eyes, this kind of behavior was very similar to Zhe Ri seeking justice for himself.

This should be his illusion, right?

Feng Tinghan smiled, picked up the glass that Fu Siqian had just filled with water, and drank happily: "Master, it seems that this sunshade is quite human."

Fu Siqian was startled, stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and thought, I think you understand me quite well, otherwise why would you just ask me what I just thought.

But he didn't say it directly. If he said this, wouldn't the big baby next to him be so proud that his tail would go up to the sky?Fu Siqian always pretended to be good at it, but he didn't show it at all, and asked unintentionally, "Why did you say that?"

Feng Tinghan took a sip of his tea, and said proudly: "The group of people have all been warned by the power of Zheri, Master can see it, but I don't, it means Zheri also understands what is more important in Master's heart, and he is not willing to bear it." hurt me."

Fu Sigan's heart softened, he really couldn't stand Feng Tinghan acting like a baby with him, and stickyly said some very cute words, which made people feel so happy that they couldn't care about anything else.

It hurts so much.

However, Feng Tinghan reminded him that Zheri seems to really understand his feelings, so could he resonate with Zheri after Sanqiu is broken?No, Sanqiu is the sword that was sealed with the original owner. He occupied the original owner's body so he can use Sanqiu. Now even if Sanqiu is gone, his body cannot be connected with other magic weapons.

This thing is too strange, Fu Siqian shook his head, he had never heard such a rumor, there must be some reason he didn't notice.

Le Zhengcheng stared closely at the sword in Fu Siqian's hand. His gaze was so intense that Fu Siqian noticed it when he raised his head. He thought he had recognized it as the Sun-blocking Excalibur kept in the Cangbing Pavilion.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Fu Sigan was surprised, swallowed back what he was about to say, and replied calmly: "This sword is called Zheri, and it was once the magic weapon of the supreme venerable Tang Luonian."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for other people to react, the Sun-Zhitting Excalibur in his hand stopped doing it first, and there was a buzzing sound, and the sword's light became sharp and shadowy, as if to refute his words.

Fu Siqian slowly typed a question mark, his mind was at a loss.

Feng Tinghan came back to his senses first, flicked the sword with his fingers, and a tiny ball of light hit the shade, interrupting the buzzing sound, and the room returned to calm.

"Excalibur has a spirit, unexpectedly it is Zheri, which has been lost for a long time!" Le Zhengcheng was so excited, he clapped his palms and laughed, "There is Zhaoyuan Immortal in Wuji Mountain, and it will surely prosper for a long time. There is Zhaoyuan Immortal in the righteous way My lord, I will surely defeat the Demon Realm!"

Everyone echoed: "That's right, the Demon Realm will definitely be defeated!"

Mozun Feng listened to Han and sneered, and took another sip of tea, not to mention whether you, Zhaoyuan Xianzun, can fight against everyone in the Demon Realm by yourself, this Xianzun is his now, and he promised to follow him to the Demon Realm , From now on, he will be half of the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm, heh heh.

Qu Guizhu is also the one who knows the truth, she suppressed her smile, this group of people are really stupid, it's not good to count on anyone, count on this immortal, do you know that all of you immortals are about to be kidnapped by Lord Mozun Ran?

Fu Si laughed dryly, extremely unaccustomed to this way of cheering and cheering in Zhengdao, his hands covering the sun were like frost-beaten eggplants, presumably because of Feng Tinghan's blow just now.

Thinking of this, Fu Siqian smiled again, his big treasure is good anywhere, his soul and heart know it, and now he even knows his magic weapon——

His magic weapon!

As if enlightened, Fu Siqian suddenly realized that there was a possibility that he had overlooked: would Zhe Ri have formed a seal with him?

And him, the real him.

In this way, everything can be explained. Zheri and his mind are connected, it is entirely because he recognized his soul, Zhaoyuan Xianzun's body is just a container, his soul uses this body as a body, and his magic weapon He took this body's Dantian Lingfu as a temporary hotel.

Ah, that sounds really shameless.

Shameless Fu Siqian felt more and more that this guess was true. Ever since he felt that he might have an entity, there always seemed to be a feeling in the dark guiding him, telling him that this idea was right.

Thinking about it this way, Fu Siqian looked at his hands covering the sun with more kind eyes. This thing might be the key to his identity!

Xu Shi sensed his inner thoughts, the shading sword was shining brightly, it was not fierce enough to hurt anyone, but it was very dazzling, and it only shone on one person.

Feng Tinghan covered his eyes uncomfortably, cursing in his heart, this Laoshizi's cover is probably really spiritual, and now he has shown a tendency to be tired of work.

Fu Siqian's heart that had just jumped up for joy immediately cooled down. He slapped the sword on the table, ignoring the cracks on the table, raised his hand with a wave of spiritual power, and directly smashed it down on the sword.

Everyone with long eyes in the room understood it, and then they all had complicated expressions on their faces, as if watching a big show of jealousy.

This sword is too spiritual, like a princess in the palace, she wants to provoke someone she likes when she sees him, but the provocation is successful, but she is severely punished by him.

As for why Feng Tinghan is not the Immortal Venerable's main concubine, look at his coquettish and stunning face, which main palace looks like this, it is not suitable for an IKEA at all, this is obviously a disaster for the country's favored concubine!

It's still the kind that can arouse the crown's anger.

Feng Tinghan was still thinking about how to deal with this broken sword, but someone happened to do it for him, and he immediately looked proud: "Are you trying to show off to me?"

Fu Siqian snorted coldly, pinched his chin in front of everyone, turned his face looking at the Sunshine Sword on the table to himself, and said viciously: "Don't look at it!"

The volume of this sound was not deliberately controlled, and everyone could hear it clearly. I am afraid that Fu Siqian will never guess that his actions today will cause many rumors in the future, such as: Immortal Venerable is too possessive. The Taoist companion can only see Xianzun alone.

"Are you stupid with a sword? You can't tell the master of the sword, and you can't tell whether the light is strong or not?" Fu Siqian softened his tone and stroked his eyelids gently, "Such beautiful eyes, what should I do if I get hurt?"

Feng Tinghan's face turned hot, and he hesitated: "I, I know, I won't watch it next time."

Fu Siqian nodded, and looked at Feng Tinghan's redness from the base of his ears with satisfaction. The crimson color dyed his face little by little, making his whole face so gorgeous that people couldn't take their eyes off it just by looking at it.

Zheri kept vibrating on the table, making small noises, which seemed to be accusation and protest.

Fu Siqian planned to give this ignorant sword a good warning, and he had to settle the accounts in the Cangbing Pavilion and forcibly seal the seal, which made Feng Tinghan almost unable to get out of the fantasy world of the sword. After a while, I was afraid.

Jiang Qingru, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "So the Immortal Venerable is just a sword. I haven't checked anything. I never thought that my father could be framed. With just that sword, my father was beheaded. No body remains."

These words are reasonable, but they are also somewhat difficult. At that critical juncture, who would have thought of finding out the truth of the matter and comparing their hearts with each other, they would not be able to do it.

Of course, many people also have other thoughts. If they can't do it, it doesn't mean that the immortal can't do it.

People are inherently critical, they don't need to learn it, they hate inequality and cannot accept equality.

A voice came from the crowd: "The move of the Immortal Venerable is indeed inappropriate. With the ability of the Immortal Zhao Yuan, it is okay to temporarily trap people, not to mention that Jiang Wenyi is the head of the Jiang family, even if a member of the Demon Realm was captured. He should also be given a chance to repent, as he will be killed as soon as he comes up."

With the beginning, the next step is much easier, and there are many echoing voices at once.

"That's right. We uprightly advocate enlightenment, and the ones who are cruel and ruthless are those from the devil world."

"It's not that it's embarrassing for Immortal Venerable Zhao Yuan, it's just that this matter is really not considered."

"Jiang Wenyi really fell into the devil, but he never hurt anyone..."

Everyone talked more and more enthusiastically, and Fu Sigan was admiring. These few mouths can really turn white into black, and his words are so forceful that it really opened his eyes.

Fu Siqian held down Feng Tinghan's hand, gathered the blue light together, raised his head to meet the crowd, and said casually: "It's true that I didn't think about it."

Being able to make a powerful fairy bow his head greatly satisfied some people's vanity to a certain extent, and the chattering crowd fell silent, waiting for his next words.

Fu Siqian stroked Feng Tinghan's hand, and smiled slyly: "I shouldn't have acted, and I shouldn't have meddled in this matter, let Jiang Wen, who has fallen into a demon, kill all the people who talk about benevolence and morality, everyone! That's what it means."

A man full of benevolence and morality: "..."

The irony was so obvious that everyone was speechless for a while.

Seeing the sudden stagnation of the atmosphere, the old village master Yin smoothed things over: "Everyone is also thinking about the reputation of the Immortal Venerable. After all, this matter plus the Immortal Venerable's... private matter, it is not so good to spread it together."

"Huh, doesn't it sound good?" Ye Mingguang sat on the seat boldly, with his eyebrows half frowned, "Zhaoyuan Xianzun has been famous for so long, and there has never been a shortage of people who comment on him. He has arranged them all over 800 years ago, and now Hypocritically saying that for the sake of other people's reputation, private affairs have to be in line with others' wishes?"

"That's not what I said, Mingguang Immortal Venerable misunderstood me."

Ye Mingguang said angrily: "Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, it's only up to you to say what you say?"

Fu Sigan was very happy to watch the show. He really didn't expect Ye Mingguang to stand up for him. This Immortal Mingguang who had a rift with the original owner had always been picky with him. What a friend in need.

Everyone in the hall was arguing, Le Zhengcheng remained silent for some reason, Ye Mingguang slapped the table repeatedly, and the protagonist Fu Siqian was holding his little lover's hand, doing hooligan things and talking hooligans.

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly rang out, which immediately attracted everyone's attention: "Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable did nothing wrong, the Jiang family is full of filth, and Jiang Wen deserves to die."

"Sister Qingwan!" Jiang Qingru was shocked, staring dumbfounded at the person beside him who suddenly stood up.

Jiang Qingwan ignored him, stood up from her seat on her own, walked to the center of the hall, and bent over to the person in the main seat: "Little girl Jiang Qingwan, I have a grievance that I would like to ask you to break up."

Feng Tinghan rescued his hand from Fu Siqian's grasp, and sat up slightly, this long-awaited good show was finally about to be staged.

The injuries on Jiang Qingwan's body were too serious, cold sweat broke out on her forehead as soon as she said this, her lips were bloodless, her whole face was almost transparent white.

Ye Mingguang has always loved women, and when she saw this, she directly stepped down from the chair. She was exquisite and thoughtful, and saw that there was a quarrel between Jiang Qingwan and Jiang Qingru, so she helped Jiang Qingwan to the empty seat beside her, and she put the sword towards her. Putting it on the table, he said bluntly: "Just tell me, if there is really a grievance, this deity will break it for you."

Jiang Qingwan smiled softly: "Thank you Mingguang Xianzun."

She chose this opportunity. Before Ye Mingguang became famous, he was an official for women, and he had never been able to touch the sand in his eyes. People jokingly called Mingguang Xianzun the protector of girls' families in the world.

"My surname is Jiang and my name is Qingwan. I am the adopted daughter of Jiang Wuyi, the second master of the Jiang family." She paused for a moment, then glanced past Jiang Qingru pointingly, and said calmly, "I am also the biological daughter of Jiang Wenyi, the head of the Jiang family."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, and Jiang Qingru was shocked: "Sister Qingwan, what are you talking about?!"

Jiang Qingwan looked at him with cold eyes: "I was born to Jiang Wenyi and his first wife, and I am a sibling of Jiang Qingru. Because of my special constitution, I was abandoned by Jiang Wenyi in a mass grave, and later adopted by Jiang Wuyi. .”

"How is it possible! Sister Qingwan, I know you hate your father and second uncle, but there's no need to make it up like this—"

"Of course I hate them." Jiang Qingwan interrupted him, rolling up her sleeves, "When Jiang Wen abandoned me, Jiang Wu beat and scolded me. The scars on my body are evidence. How can I not hate?"

Ye Mingguang frowned: "Are you serious about what you said?"

Jiang Qingru smiled wryly: "Sister Qingwan, Second Uncle really treats you badly. There is nothing wrong with you hating him, but after all, he raised you and said that you are the only daughter in this life."

Jiang Qingwan laughed suddenly when she heard this, with a strange voice: "Of course he has to raise me up, and he has to raise me to the point where he can rely on my furnace physique to break through the golden core realm that has been stagnant for many years."

"The physique of the cauldron?" The old master Yin exclaimed.

The whole audience was shocked for a while, the old master Yin came down from the main seat, and put Jiang Qingwan's wrist to check. After a while, his expression became complicated, and he nodded to everyone: "It is indeed a furnace physique."

Jiang Qingru fell to the ground, his heart in a mess.

Ye Mingguang's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Go ahead, I want to see what the Jiang family is hiding!"

Jiang Qingwan suddenly said, "Actually, the person who fell into the devil is not Jiang Wenyi, but Jiang Wuyi."

Jiang Qingru's eyes lit up: "Father..."

"Jiang Wuyi fell into a demon many years ago. The wound on my body was caused by him when he lost consciousness. He had long colluded with the demon world. The death of the former demon master Feng Zhiyuan was planned by him and everyone in the demon world. I accidentally Hearing them talk about this." Jiang Qingwan said calmly, "Jiang Wuyi needs the help of people from the demon world to keep himself from being backlashed by demons, and Jiang Wenyi forced Jiang Wuyi to improve his cultivation. His cultivation is absorbed into his body."

Feng Tinghan clapped his hands violently: "That's right, this can explain why Jiang Wenyi's devilish energy can't be regenerated, and he can't control his consciousness at all, and Jiang Wuyi was forcibly absorbed, so he changed Gotta be stupid."

Surprise flashed across Fu Siqian's eyes, his little apprentice seemed to know a lot about devil qi.

Jiang Qingru yelled angrily: "Impossible, my father wouldn't do that, and neither would my second uncle!"

Jiang Qingwan said seriously: "Everything I said is true. Although there is no evidence to prove it all, you just need to check Jiang Wuyi's spirit."

After searching for the soul, this person is equivalent to useless.

Qu Guizhu sized up Jiang Qingwan, this woman is not simple, she was detained in a boudoir compound, she actually knows so much about the world of cultivation and even cultivators.

Fu Siqian asked with a soft smile: "Jiang Wuyi didn't happen to be dead, you don't want to find out the truth?"

"No! Searching for the soul will make the second uncle—"

Before Jiang Qingru finished speaking, he was interrupted: "There is nothing wrong with checking it out. Anyway, Jiang Wuyi is also stupid now. What do you think?"

Many people echoed: "I agree, either Jiang Wenyi or Jiang Wuyi fell into the devil. Jiang Wenyi is dead, so Jiang Wuyi cannot be ignored."

……

Regardless of the aftermath, from that day on, Jiang Qingru disappeared, and Jiang Qingwan changed her name and surname, and became a disciple of Immortal Mingguang of Wuji Mountain.

"It's a pity that the little phoenix of the Jiang family was hit by this right after his nirvana. The Jiang family in Huaiyin is in decline. Although it is not exterminated, it is better than exterminated." As the words fell, the lights lit up, "I have said these things over and over again countless times. , should you be tired of hearing it?"

"Are you bored, Yan Fang?" A hoarse voice sounded, and the person on the bed opened his eyes at some point, "What time is it?"

Yan Fangshi was so excited that he cried and laughed, his voice trembling: "It has been three months since the end of the war between good and evil, and you have slept for a whole hundred days, my lord!"

The man seemed extremely exhausted, and sighed silently: "Hundred days."

The author has something to say: the new volume has the next chapter, and I think flashbacks will be more comfortable.