Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

I don't know when it started to rain lightly outside the window. The raindrops fell from the tiles on the eaves and splashed into the small pit prepared for it by the bluestone on the ground. There were circles of ripples in the puddle, looking back at the bluestone above the head.

He Dang altogether cuts the candles at the west window, but talks about the rain in Bashan.

There are two people in the room, one sitting on the edge of the bed with a straight back, the other leaning forward with one knee on the mattress, looking at each other.

The three thousand black hairs on the side of Zhang Liangshao's face poured down and hit Song Yunyin's face lightly, the latter's eyes trembled slightly.

Zhang Liangshao lowered his voice and gave a knowing blow, "What about you, do you... like me?"

Good guy, I just say I don't hate it, but it's the turn of others to like it. This is forcing someone to confess first.

I have to say that he is really an elite in the sword.

"I don't like it." Song Yunyin turned his head subconsciously.

"Why do you still kiss me if you don't like me?"

Zhang Liangshao turned his head and continued to look at him, holding on to the question, "Who said that at the beginning? You want to marry me in this life, until death?"

"That's because you touched me."

Talking about his gaffe, Song Yunyin's expression turned cold.

"……what?"

Seeing Jian Ling's sluggish expression, Song Yunyin seemed to realize something, and tightened his brows.

As the memory came back together, Zhang Liangshao felt blessed for a moment, "You don't really think that... I drugged you?"

"..."

"Pfft——hahahahahahahahaha...you're going to kill me from laughing hahahahahaha..."

A certain sword spirit lay on the shoulder of the expressionless Jianxiu, patted his thigh and trembled with laughter, "... Which aphrodisiac will have a 1000-year magic energy hahahaha... Are you stupid... ..."

Song Yunyin frowned and slowly moved his head away, and said in a deep voice, "So, you really gave me your 1000-year magic energy?"

"Hahahahaha—hiccup."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Oops, I've been stereotyped.

"Save my life, help me heal my wounds, and give me my skills..." Song Yunyin's eyes gradually deepened, "Why?"

"Because..." Zhang Liangshao lay on Song Yunyin's body, looking at the carved pillar beside the bed with complicated eyes, "I like you."

Fuck, it turned out to be what I said first, you're so tsundere.

Song Yunyin thought that the sword spirit was joking again, so he didn't care, "...fancy words."

"...cough cough, I have told the truth." Zhang Liangshao's emotions came and went quickly, he brushed his hair back, got up and looked at him, "Does Song Lang still like to listen?"

Song Yunyin turned his head away, "Who is Song Lang?"

"You...or do you want me to call you master more?" Jian Ling raised his eyebrows and joked, "How? Master is going to stay coquettish on the bed for a while, or go to the backyard to take a bath and enjoy it? But still need I serve the master to bathe and change clothes?"

"You...have no sense of shame." Song Yunyin's voice was cold and his cheeks were hot.

"How can it be, I'm serious." Zhang Liangshao snapped his fingers, and the clothes on his body immediately fell apart.

"No need!" Song Yunyin stood up from the bed, and walked behind the screen without looking back.

The clothes that turned into black smoke gathered around him again, Zhang Liangshao looked at the man who left the room in a panic, and chuckled, "Then Song Lang washes slowly, I'll warm your bed first!"

The wooden door closed hastily with a click, isolating Zhang Liangshao's voice.

The smile on Demon Sword's face gradually faded, and he sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the flickering fire on the candlestick in a trance, his eyes unpredictable.

……

"Today is really too dangerous."

On the mountainside of Tianji Peak, there are some houses scattered here and there. There is the courtyard where the head disciple of Tianji Peak lives, and the rest of the side branch disciples live at the foot of the mountain.

Unlike Song Yunyin's residence, which was so clean that it hardly seemed like someone lived in it, Lin Qinghuan's room fit his youthful disposition very well. The wooden table next to the dressing mirror was full of gadgets, big and small, all kinds of rare treasures. It was mixed with folk miscellaneous things, most of which were brought to him by his senior fellow apprentice brothers when they went out. The floor was covered with thick carpets, and the same style of incense burner given to him by the master was placed on the table. The environment is very cozy and comfortable.

"That's right, that master of yours did have some kung fu. If I hadn't used the Jade Soul to resist in time, I'm afraid he would have seen it through."

At this moment, sitting in front of the dressing table is a girl wearing a blue skirt. She has two curved willow-leaf eyebrows, her eyes are like almonds, her cheeks are flushed, her nose is straight, her skin is creamy, and her hair is black. Her long hair was coiled into a cloud-like bun behind her head, and a fish-shaped jade hairpin was inserted on it, which was exactly the same as the pattern on Lin Qinghuan's jade pendant.

"Sister Yin Luo, although the magic sword has left the Burial Sword Valley, he might come back to take revenge. Maybe he will choose the time of the selection ceremony to be unfavorable to our sect. I think, or you should Don't take the risk, do you?"

Lin Qinghuan sat at the table of the Eight Immortals and made tea. After brewing two cups of tea, he walked over and handed a cup to the girl.

"How can I do that? Didn't you say that during the selection ceremony, the Immortal Emperor would send heavenly soldiers and generals to give swords? I must meet my benefactor."

The girl took a sip from the teacup and said.

When she spoke, her eyes were lively, as if there were a nest of water hidden in her eyes, they were very warm.

Lin Qinghuan pursed his lips.

Yin Luo is a blue carp spirit that he accidentally met during an experience. It has 2000 years of Taoism. It is said that when she was just an ordinary carp, she was rescued by a god who went down to search for a sword. He gave her a name, and gave her a fish-shaped jade pendant, so that she could nourish her soul and live out of the water.Yin Luo was rescued by a god, and during the time spent together day and night, he gradually developed feelings for him. Unfortunately, before he had time to express his affection, the god was recalled back to the heaven, and the two separated and never met again.

After cultivating as an adult, Yin Luo has always wanted to see that god again. By chance, she met Lin Qinghuan, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect who was traveling, so she followed him back to the Divine Sword Sect, hoping to be able to borrow the Heavenly Selection Ceremony. Say goodbye to the one you love.

"But, I always have a bad feeling..." Lin Qinghuan said in a low voice.

"There's nothing to worry about, don't worry, my sister is covering you!" Yin Luo patted her chest, and seeing that he was still frowning, she made a face at him, "Don't worry, give my sister a smile!"

Lin Qinghuan was teased helplessly by her, but his doubts were still unresolved, so he could only show a helpless smile at her.

"Haha, that's right, what's so troublesome at such a young age!"

……

At midnight, the room was pitch black.

A wisp of black air that could hardly be seen with the naked eye slowly dissipated from the scabbard of the silver long sword leaning against the bed, slipped out of the crack of the door silently along the ground, and floated towards the bright moon in the sky Go, covering the moonlight like a dark cloud.

Just as the black smoke slipped out, a pair of eyes slowly opened on the bed, as if the long breath just now had never existed.

……

Tianji Peak, Jiguang Hall, an old man with white beard and hair is sitting quietly on the futon, his eyes are slightly closed, the table and table in front of him are full of candles and long-burning lamps, the candlelight is quiet and peaceful.

The black smoke broke through the draft in the corridor, the lanterns hanging by the pillars swayed, the air flow became chaotic, and the candles flickered on and off for only a moment.

The door of the hall hadn't been opened yet, but when the candlelight came on again, there was suddenly another person in the huge Jiguang Hall.

"You are finally here." An old voice sounded in the hall, and the Great Elder slowly opened his eyes.

"...The deity is right."

In front of him, the Flame Eater Sword Spirit dressed in black closed his eyes slightly, and a killing intent appeared in his terrifying red pupils. He said in a hateful voice, "Zhai Tianyin, why are you still alive?"

"After so many years, it's hard for you, the sword spirit, to remember the old man."

"Heh, the people in this world who can seal this deity in an ice coffin for more than 2000 years can be counted on one finger. You are the only one. It is difficult for this deity to forget."

Zhang Liangshao raised a finger and looked around, "I thought you had been turned into ashes long ago, but I didn't expect that you have survived on this broken mountain for so long. The others are also alive, right?"

"Among the five first-generation peak masters, except for the old man, the rest have all ascended."

"Yo, those buddies left you and ascended alone?" Zhang Liangshao smiled gloatingly, "No way, Zhai Tianyin, with your cultivation level? It's really embarrassing to be in this state."

"This old man has made an oath of demons in his heart. If the demon sword is not eliminated, this old man will not ascend to the sky." Zhai Tianyin replied calmly.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Liangshao shook his head amusingly, but the hostility in his eyes could not be concealed, and the expression on his face changed as soon as he said it, "Then don't fly, go die!"

After finishing speaking, he slapped the old man sitting on the futon without warning, and the monstrous black flames rolled from the palm of his hand, turning into a black dragon, roaring towards Zhai Tianyin's eyebrows.

……

"No! It's a magic sword, Master is in danger!" Sitting in his room, Lin Qinghuan's expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look at the top of the mountain.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you." Yin Luo quickly stood up from his seat.

……

Seeing that the dragon head was approaching rapidly, the old man raised his hands in a calm manner. When he raised his hands, a transparent but extremely powerful aura condensed in the air, and the surrounding candles stopped for a moment. An invisible wall was formed in front of him, and the inside of it flowed orderly like a picture of fish swimming in Tai Chi.

Mo Long slammed into the wall fiercely, his whole head spread out like smoke, and at the position where the two energies came into contact with each other, strands of golden lightning were faintly visible.

Encountering the familiar thunder and lightning, the black flame showed weakness for a moment, Zhai Tianyin seized the opportunity, pointed at the sword, and swung a sword energy towards the outside of the energy wall.

Zhang Liangshao dodged sideways, the sword energy brushed against his arm, and the piece of spiritual energy condensed into the sleeve was instantly torn apart, turning into smoke-like black energy lingering around him.

"Twice!"

His eyes sharpened, and the flames between his brows flowed slightly, and his long dark red hair danced wildly behind him like a golden snake, unrestrained and unrestrained.

"But it's no use."

His five fingers became claws, gathering two groups of restless black flames, "Zhai Tianyin, I will send you on your way today!"

As soon as he uttered the harsh words, the black flame in his palm surged out majesticly, rushing towards that layer of transparent stellar energy, hitting it continuously, trying to find a breakthrough.

From a distance, Zhai Tianyin who was sitting on the futon seemed to be surrounded by a black ball and could not see the figure inside.

Zhang Liangshao confronted him for about a dozen breaths, then suddenly frowned, and waved Hei Yan back, "Enough! What do you mean by keeping your sword out?! Do you look down on me?"

The Great Elder was sitting on the futon, his hair was a little disheveled by the strong wind, but his expression was still neither salty nor pale, and his face did not change.

Suspicious silence.

Zhang Liangshao tilted his head, and suddenly turned into black smoke and disappeared on the spot. The next moment, he appeared opposite Zhai Tianyin, and caught the moment when his eyes shrank suddenly.

really!

Zhang Liangshao grinned, showing a frightening smile with malicious intentions.

"Could it be, Great Elder, that your sword just rested today?"

……

Sword repair Sword repair, the most important thing is the sword.

Zhai Tianyin was a well-known sword cultivator as early as 700 years ago. His lightning-type Tianlinggen matched perfectly with that ancient fairy weapon, the Aurora Sword. control.

As the saying goes, God's will cannot be violated, and God's power is unpredictable. Just because Zhai Tianyin can imitate Tianlei's design to subdue demons and trap Zhang Liangshao for 700 years, we can know that he is a ruthless character.

The most important thing is that the Aurora Sword has a spirit. Although it is not a top-level sword spirit that can transform into a human form like Zhang Liangshao, a sword that can produce spiritual consciousness must have experienced thousands of years of accumulation or has some special experiences. The strength should not be underestimated.

But Zhai Tianyin knows that he doesn't draw his sword now, if he doesn't want to live or seek his own death... Well, there seems to be no difference between the two, anyway, it's impossible, otherwise, he just doesn't have a sword.

Who knows where his sword went, Zhang Liangshao only knows that this is a great opportunity for him to overthrow the boss!

As for the gentleman who never takes advantage of others?

Sorry, I'm a demon cultivator, I took advantage of him and killed him!

"Big elder."

Black smoke gathered in his hands, condensing into a long black blade that almost absorbed all the light. Zhang Liangshao held the blade high, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, "There will be no future."

"stop!"

The door of Jiguang Hall was pushed open with a creak, and a figure in white clothes appeared at the door.

As soon as I heard that voice, I knew it was that kid Lin Qinghuan, I don't care about you, the fool just stopped!

Zhang Liangshao was not affected at all, the black sharp blade in his hand stabbed fiercely, directly piercing a big hole in the invisible shield, pushing towards Zhai Tianyin's heart inch by inch.

"Let go of my master!" Lin Qinghuan yelled and was about to rush up, but a blue figure appeared from behind him and rushed up faster than him.

A cool aura hit his wrist, the familiar blue light made Zhang Liangshao pause, he stopped his movements, and raised his head.

Fortunately, not him.

"Demon Spirit, let go of Qinghuan and his master!" Yin Luo made a tactic with both hands, and the blue light turned into a long whip, and the other end was pulling Zhang Liangshao's wrist.

Devil and devil, don't you bother me, don't think I won't dare to do it because you're cute!

Zhang Liangshao raised his other hand and instantly condensed it into a long black thorn. With a wave of his arm, he threw it towards the girl in blue.

"Sister be careful!"

Seeing that Yin Luo was standing there, Lin Qinghuan didn't dodge immediately, so he rushed up. The black thorn passed through his hair-pointed necklace, cut the rope in two, and stuck it straight into the pillar behind the two of them. It turned into black smoke and dispersed, leaving only a deep round hole.

The two rolled together, Yin Luo still had lingering fears, Lin Qinghuan had already stood up first, and saw his palm wipe the jade pendant around his waist, and a big sword as wide as it could cover the lower half of his face appeared in his hand, that The hilt of the big sword is golden yellow, engraved with the mythical beast Lei Ze, the blade is still dazzling in the dark, and crackling lightning appears faintly.

Aurora Sword!

Lin Qinghuan pinched a sword formula and rushed towards Zhang Liangshao.

The latter wanted to avoid it, so he withdrew his hands, turned his body sideways, and turned the long blade back into black smoke just before the black blade was slashed by the giant sword.

Zhang Liangshao stepped back three feet, and glanced at Lin Qinghuan with interest, "If I remember correctly, you seem to be Zhai Tianyin's closed disciple. I didn't expect that the head of the sect would love talent so much that he didn't pass on his natal sword to the chief disciple." You are not a disciple, but you gave it to a young student in the rotation period in advance, is this because you are expecting him to rush to collect your body?"

"Yaojian, don't try to sow discord here." Lin Qinghuan was very aware of his strength, so he didn't rush forward, but Hengjian stood guard in front of his master.

"Qinghuan, get out of the way, you are far from him in strength, hurry to find your elder brother." Zhai Tianyin finally stood up, pushed Lin Qinghuan away from him, and protected him behind him.

"Master, I have sent a signal to inform others when I came, and they should be coming soon." Lin Qinghuan said while holding the sword and looking at Zhang Liangshao vigilantly.

"En." Zhai Tianyin nodded, and then looked at Yin Luo, "This fellow Taoist, this devil has killed countless people and committed many crimes. Are you willing to join hands with the old man to kill him?"

Yin Luo nodded, stood behind Zhang Liangshao's side, and formed a siege with the other party, "I'm so happy!"

Zhang Liangshao watched the three people's lines from the sidelines, forcibly creating the momentum of "six sects besieging Guangmingding", and sneered, "Okay, you rush to die, and this deity will let you reincarnate together today!"

The aura around him soared, he half-knelt down and slapped the ground fiercely, the fiery black smoke spread out like a stormy sea along with his movements, rushing towards the surroundings in a radial pattern.

Two defensive auras, one gold and one blue, opened up one after the other. Yin Luo was a step behind Zhai Tianyin's master and apprentice, and failed to resist Zhang Liangshao's arrogance in time. As soon as he loosened, he was knocked to the ground by the ensuing demonic energy, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Sister Yin Luo!" Lin Qinghuan hurriedly ran towards where the girl was.

He picked up the blue-shirted girl, saw her face was pale, her breath was dying, she couldn't speak, and it seemed that she would not live long any time soon, her eyes turned red immediately, "Qian Yanjian, how can you be so vicious!"

Hostile forces should not release white lotus flowers to brainwash them!

Zhang Liangshao forcibly ignored his holy father's accusation, looked at the sudden opening beside Zhai Tianyin and let out a sneer, his murderous intention suddenly appeared.

"Zhai Tianyin, die!"

The black smoke around him seemed to have become conscious, turning into thousands of long black thorns, forming a dense circle behind him, only one command could turn into thousands of horses, crushing the enemy in front of him for dust.

Zhai Tianyin's eyes reflected the demonic aura of Yayan Sword that was overwhelming, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This sword already belongs to the realm of Dzogchen on the ground, unless it is a heavenly soldier or a great power from the devil world who descends in person, otherwise, who can do anything to him?

He sighed, a trace of helplessness and indifference flashed across his eyes, he had already looked down on life and death, and he was waiting for the fatal blow without blinking.

Zhang Liangshao gritted his teeth, every cell in his body was concentrating on accumulating power for the ultimate attack, ready to give all his strength for this world-shattering blow at any time, but at the next moment, he suddenly suffocated, and a painful expression appeared on his face , Grabbed his heart suddenly.

……

On the top of Lingxiao Peak, Jianxiu in white stood on the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance, his clothes fluttered in the wind, his face was extremely indifferent, his bright purple eyes looked deep and strange in the dark night.

Song Yunyin held on to the main body of Yanyan Sword with one hand, and looked at the bright spot on the top of Tianji Peak, as if he had seen everything.

"return."

His thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke softly, with a deep tone.

These two words are much more important than Lin Qinghuan's "stop".Just because Song Yunyin is the master recognized by Zhang Liangshao himself, the contract between them is recognized by the three worlds of heaven, demon and human.

After the contract is established, the damage between the two can be borne by the sword spirit, but once the sword spirit dies or the sword is broken, the person will also suffer a certain backlash; at the same time, the cultivation of the sword spirit can directly affect the master, that is to say, Zhang Liangshao can use his ability to greatly improve Song Yunyin's strength in a short period of time.In addition, the most important point is that sword cultivators have three sword talismans. As long as they use the sword talisman, they can drive the sword spirit to do one thing. will use.

Violation of the sword talisman would hurt the soul, so no matter how powerful Zhang Liangshao was, he would not dare to confront Song Yunyin's order.

only……

ah!This chapter is for nothing, really angry!

Zhang Liangshao flicked his sleeves, and the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" behind him all turned into black air and sank into his robe.

He looked at Zhai Tianyin who was looking directly at him with complex eyes, and snorted coldly, the bright red pupils were filled with undisguised hatred and murderous intent.

"One day, I will kill you."

He looked at Lin Qinghuan who was at the side again, "And you."

Finally, he turned around and said coldly, "I will come back again."

Then it turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated.