Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

There was a hint of coolness in the jade pendant, and a mysterious breath seeped into Lin Qinghuan's sea of ​​consciousness through Lin Qinghuan's palm, clearing his spirit platform and waking him up from the gnawing coercion.

He heard the vicissitudes of voice of the Great Elder above his head.

"Okay, get up, it's not a taboo thing, I was just afraid that young people like you would break the seal as soon as you heard about the number one sword in the world, that's why we made the rule that you can't mention it in the forbidden area. But I don’t know if it has the opposite effect.”

Lin Qinghuan raised his head and saw the master in front of him sighed slightly.

"The seal is not loose, but broken."

"what!"

"Two thousand and seven hundred years ago, the five ancestors of our clan fought against the demonic sword for three days and three nights in the capital of the Qinglong Kingdom, and finally set up the magic formation of the gods of the heavens, the Taixuan gossip to subdue the demons, to kill demons and suppress evil, and to quell the disasters in the world. However. Just one day ago, Flame Eater suddenly had a surge of demonic energy, broke through the Demon Subduing Formation, and escaped."

The Great Elder folded his hands behind his back, stating the facts, "The masters of our sect, Ruoshui Peak and Xiuxia Peak, have been out of customs recently, and are now performing Taiyi divine numbers together on the astrologer's platform, but they still haven't been able to detect the secret."

He looked at the milky white flames coming out of the incense burner on the table, and said leisurely, "If it's true as you said, the demon sword sneaked into the small world to hide its tracks before, but now that the secret realm has been closed, according to Yi Yanjian's character , it is absolutely impossible to hide inside and not come out, I am afraid that he has already found something to lean on, which can cover his breath for him."

"...to lean against you to cover up your breath?" Lin Qinghuan murmured, his eyes suddenly trembled, "You mean, Senior Brother Song..."

Before Lin Qinghuan finished speaking, he was overthrown by himself again.

"If Senior Brother Song was really controlled or seized by the Demon Sword, then why did he return the Soul Locking Orb, besides, his spiritual root is completely destroyed now, and the sea of ​​Qi collapsed. Why does the Demon Sword have to be in a place where he can't practice?" How about hanging out with people? It's hard to say because of emotion and reason..."

Lin Qinghuan's train of thought was interrupted by a voice beside his ear.

"Yes or no, you can tell at a glance."

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Xuanling Xiaofeng, Song Yunyin."

……

Song Yunyin was meditating on the bed when he received the order from the Great Elder.

"Senior brother Yunyin, the Great Elder announces that you go to Jiguang Palace on Tianji Peak to discuss matters."

Song Yunyin "lost" his spiritual power, and couldn't even maintain the formation in the courtyard. The male disciple who informed him stepped in through the main entrance in a grand manner.

Song Yunyin opened his eyes and slowly retreated, "I see."

Seeing that he was pretending to be cultivating despite having no spiritual power, the male disciple rolled his eyes, looked around the room, saw that everything around him was crude and there was nothing worth doing, so he whistled and left.

The moment he was about to step out of the threshold of the hospital, the long sword beside Song Yunyin suddenly vibrated with a "buzz", and was about to unsheath towards the door.

At the critical moment, a powerful palm pressed down on the hilt of the sword with lightning speed, and pushed back the snow-white blade that had popped out an inch.

The male disciple didn't stop whistling, and stepped out of the ghost gate without realizing it, unaware that he was almost spattered three feet with blood just now.

"Ah."

Song Yunyin sneered in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Xu Chengjun is right, you are indeed not expected to be a sword cultivator, since you are so compassionate, why don't you become a monk?"

"Others like to hate, it has nothing to do with me." Song Yunyin lowered his eyes, "Besides, compared to those compliments and fake smiles, this is much more real now."

"...You can think about it." Zhang Liangshao was upset by him, "Even if we demon cultivators don't care about the opinions of the world, but when we encounter this kind of scum who crawls in front of you looking for death, we must arrange humane destruction, otherwise you let him go today , there will be hundreds of thousands of people like this who dare to ride on your head in the future, believe it or not?"

"At that time, what will happen to you?" Song Yunyin asked.

"I can do it all, it's up to you, simple slicing, direct chopping, delicate shredding, bloody shaving, fancy killing methods, you can choose."

"..." Song Yunyin was too lazy to argue with him, let go of his hands, stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Liangshao called him in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Extreme Heaven Peak."

"I'll go with you." The long sword on the bed floated up, circled around Song Yunyin's body, and crashed into his hand, "If you are found out, just kill him, I have to fly over, trouble."

Song Yunyin: "I didn't take you there because I was afraid that you would be discovered."

"I think my camouflage is perfect. Your cultivation base is relatively low, so worry about yourself." Yi Yanjian grabbed his hand and shook it a few times before seriously pretending to be dead.

Song Yunyin sighed and left the courtyard.

……

"See Great Elder."

The young man in white and blue brocade walked into the Jiguang Hall with a calm expression, and saluted the Great Elder sitting in the upper seat without being humble or humble.

The old man with white beard nodded and raised his hand, "Excuse me."

A powerful spiritual force supported Song Yunyin's body and helped him up, and when he left, it inadvertently turned around in his body.

The Great Elder sized up the first disciple of Ling Xiaofeng in front of him, and saw that his expression was clear, his brows were tough, and his whole body was upright. Even if he was absorbed by spiritual energy, he did not show any dissatisfaction or discomfort. Look a little slow.

"I've heard about you." He threw a Qiankun bag at him, "The golden core is broken and irreversible, but it is not impossible to repair the damaged meridian. The things in it are good for your body. Take it Afterwards, even if you can no longer enter the immortal way in the future, there is no problem in living a few hundred years longer than ordinary people."

As a cultivator, who doesn't have a heart higher than the sky, ordinary people would have scoffed in their hearts when they heard this sentence, but Ling Xiaofeng's head disciple didn't change his face, and took the Qiankun bag with his fists clasped.

"Thank you, Great Elder."

"Well...have you ever thought about what to do in the future?" The old man continued to ask.

Song Yunyin was startled, "Never."

The Great Elder stroked his beard, "Since you are already like this, if you still want to stay in Shenjianzong, only the Mo Pavilion is suitable for you. I heard that you often enlightened there before. If you like it, stay and be a book master." Not bad."

"...Thank you Great Elder for your kindness, Yun Yin still wants to stay in Ling Xiaofeng."

"In your current situation, you are just a handyman in Lingxiao Peak, can you accept it?" The elder shook his head, "Yun Yin, you are a young man with understanding, even if you can't continue to improve on the road of cultivation, you can't do it in the world. Doing other jobs will definitely have a bright future. If you don’t want to be touched by the scenery, you might as well go to the Zhenbao Pavilion to choose something you like, pack up and go down the mountain.”

"Master is like a father to me. Yun Yin can serve Master around in this life. Even a handyman is enough. I also ask the elder to keep Yun Yin on the mountain."

Song Yunyin Jishou.

"You child is a kind person." The elder looked at him for a while, then smiled slightly, "That's all, if that's the case, then you will stay in Ling Xiaofeng, but being a handyman is also wronged you, you Just do some paperwork in the Discipline Hall."

"Thank you, Great Elder."

"Go back."

"Yes."

Song Yunyin took a few steps back, turned and left.

As the sun set, the slanting light fell into the main entrance of the Jiguang Hall, casting a shadow on the face of the Great Elder sitting at the head.

The kindness on the old man's face gradually faded, and he looked at the silver long sword tied around the waist of the disciple of Ling Xiaofeng who was facing away from him, with an unpredictable expression.

……

"Eating Flame Sword?"

Fearing that things might change, Song Yunyin left Tianji Peak all the way, returned to Lingxiao Peak's residence, closed the door, closed the window, and closed the curtain, and then spoke out in the sea of ​​consciousness, unexpectedly, he didn't get any response for a while.

He tightened his expression and grasped the long sword in his hand.

"Eating inflammation?"

"Ah...huh?" The sword spirit from the sea of ​​consciousness replied slowly.

"What are you paying attention to?" Song Yunyin frowned, and unconsciously let go of his palms, "Why didn't you speak just now?"

"No, no, I didn't see that you were making false claims with... the great elder, and I was afraid that your performance would not affect you... Oh, and there is a big gift bag! Let me see, let me see, whoops, 600-year-old nine-color velvet antler! 1000-year-old Tianshan snow lotus! Yes, it seems... that old man is quite generous. He cooks cabbage velvet antler soup to drink at night! Nourishing yin and tonifying yang, perfect!"

Song Yunyin tilted his head and analyzed sensitively, "You don't like the Great Elder?"

"...No, no, no." Sword Spirit desperately denied it in his mind.

"..." Song Yunyin snorted, leaned the long sword to the side of the bed, and lowered his eyes to look at it, "Have you ever told me half the truth?"

It was evening now, the sky was dark, and the room was even darker. After Song Yunyin finished speaking, the room suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Hey, is this dead-faced palsy angry again?

Black smoke swirled around the long sword, and Zhang Liangshao appeared. He stretched out his hand and wiped the candlestick beside the bed, lighting a gentle flame the size of a bean. looking at him.

"If the deity told you the truth, would you dare to believe it?"

"Why don't you believe me?"

"...Okay." Zhang Liangshao stretched out his hand to slowly caress the man's chest, and parted his lips, "Then I'll tell you, so that you know, I hate that Xu Chengjun who sealed me for 2000 years, I hate that black-bellied man Elder, I hate that Lin who is just as hypocritical as his master..."

He squinted his eyes halfway, and spoke faster and faster, "Also, those junior sisters of yours are always crazy about you, I hate them; your junior brothers and sisters look down on people because you despise you because you have no cultivation base, I also hate you!" I hate them—I hate everyone in this Divine Sword Sect!"

"I also hate those gods in the heavens who pretend to be noble all day long. Heh, those ugly monsters in the devil world make me sick! I hate everyone in this world!"

At the end, Yan Jianling looked crazy, he pushed a white-clothed swordsman onto the bed, covered himself up, and looked at the person in front of him with his crimson eyes.

"But I don't hate you alone."

The sword spirit's voice was hoarse and murmured, and deep in the fiery pupils was a paranoia and earnestness that he hadn't realized.

Zhang Liangshao looked at the rare shocked expression on the face of Jianxiu in front of him, and gave a low laugh, his voice softened suddenly.

"Song Yunyin, you are the only one I don't hate in the three worlds."

The author has something to say: Here I want to write a poem for two awkward people:

One day, a thousand-year-old glacier and a century-old volcano met.

Then the volcano melted the glacier.

Glaciers flow into the heart of the volcano.