The God[Quick Transmigration]

Under everyone's gaze, the snow-white fox slowly stretched his body around Huai Jin's arm, climbed onto the man's other arm a few steps up his shoulder, and stuck out the tip of his tongue on Huai Jin's lips Jiao licked it: "He is the true disciple of Daoist Master, if you touch him, it's against etiquette."

After finishing speaking, Xuehu raised his head, and his eyes fell coolly on the high platform in the distance, sitting on the body of Daoist Qingyun sitting in the middle.

Master Qingyun's figure froze under Xuehu's gaze.

At this time, Huai Jin, who was in a state of rage, finally calmed down, looking at Gu Wentan whose eyes were dimmed with cold light, he retracted his arm after a while, and took the fox on his shoulder into his arms by the way.

"I quit this competition."

Standing on the spot in silence for a moment, Huai Jin finally raised her eyes coldly and looked at Master Qingyun on the high platform.

Master Qingyun's eyes changed a few times, and he finally sighed: "My disciple Gu Wentan, on the stand, shot and hurt his fellow disciples for no reason... the Law Enforcement Pavilion detains him, abolishes his cultivation, and sends him down the mountain. He will be banned for life. Take another step into the fairy gate."

When this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

Except for a few elders who knew about it with strange expressions on their faces, the rest of the elders and disciples couldn't hide their surprise——

Even if he hurt his fellow sect for no reason, he might not be punished so severely—although the person who took the initiative was a true disciple of the head, and the head should be punished heavily to avoid suspicion—it’s just that there are so many of them here, why didn’t they Can you tell which fellow was injured innocently?

It was this shot, I am afraid that even if the head didn't give an order to "abolish the cultivation base", there would be no real energy to recover.

Standing there, Huai Jin glanced coldly at Master Qingyun, then turned around and walked away without saying a word.

——Obviously, he simply didn't hide his cultivation level anymore.

This scene of leaving without saluting fell into the eyes of everyone, which naturally aroused criticism and dissatisfaction. Only Qing Yunzi and a few elders of the same generation knew the reason - that person was blaming the head: this today's incident is different from the previous one. The matter of Crying Wind Cliff was due to their unfair handling.

Even if we put aside the matter of Crying Wind Cliff, just saying that Gu Wentan took action against the little master of Xianmen today, this intention alone is already an unforgivable death crime - but Qing Yunzi relied on others to not know that this snow fox In fact, he was probably worried about the revenge from the little master or Huai Jin in the future, fearing that he would be injured Gu Wentan's life; and using this punishment, more or less made the disciples in the mountain gate feel dissatisfied with the "domineering" and "arrogant" of the elder brother of the immortal sect and the younger master behind him.

In fact, even Qing Yunzi was still in shock at this time.He really couldn't figure it out - Huaijin's cultivation and Taoism of the sword before seemed to have exceeded his combat power, and the teleportation step after that made him even more startled.

How could a young man under 25 have such power?

He believed that the other party was a powerful or even an old monster, who could deceive the mountain gate and pass the previous bone age test.

If you think about it like this, it will inevitably make Qing Yunzi feel panic-why would such a mysterious person sneak into the Immemorial Immortal Gate?Since he worshiped the little master as his teacher, is there any secret or even conspiracy between the two of them that he doesn't know?

Qing Yunzi was silent in thought, and the emotions in his eyes fluctuated continuously.

……

Leaving the high platform of the martial arts competition, Yu Jian flew to the cave, Huai Jin caressed the snow fox in his arms, his eyes were cold and fierce——

"As the real person who is the head of the first immortal sect, this Qing Yunzi's mind really makes the world laugh out loud--from this point of view, the so-called upright immortal cultivators in your spiritual world are all hiding their troubles. Dirty, this may not be true."

Just now, Xuehu was in a pretty good mood after killing a false rival in love. The tip of the tail wrapped around the man's neck and then around his body swayed, "Well... Qing Yunzi, his temperament is only average; it's just that Being the head of the sect should not only be considered from the perspective of heart."

"Cultivation to the end, you will become a bunch of filthy people, so what's the point of cultivating immortals, it's just a long-lasting dirt in the world that is difficult to remove."

"..." Xuehu was silent for a while, then poked his head out from the man's arms, his dark grape-like eyes rolled around, "Is it because of this that the demon world wants to destroy the spirit world?"

"Cultivators in the demon world act casually, and don't ask for some false names to decorate themselves. ——Desire/desire is desire/desire, conquest is conquest, and there is no need to be crowned with a name of morality." Huai Jin glanced at it, Fu raised his gaze again: "It's just that I'm afraid that even if the Demon Realm never destroys the Immemorial Immortal Sect, the number one Immortal Sect in the spiritual world will continue to decline from generation to generation until it completely perishes—or because of some opportunity, it will be put to death. Younger."

Xuehu was silent for a moment, and then murmured unconsciously: "I will keep it for a while."

Although the voice was low, Huai Jin would not have missed it. After pondering the meaning inside and out, the face of the eldest senior brother who stepped into the Immortal Gate became so gloomy that he began to lean towards the bottom of the pot——

The man's palm covered the snow fox's big furry tail without hesitation, his movements were slow and ambiguous: "...you still miss that person?"

It's rare to see the other party express jealousy so clearly, Shen Fan's transformed Xuehu resisted the urge to tell him the truth, and was also worried that the other party would get into a corner, so he softened his body and leaned against the man's chest, smiling charmingly: "I miss you."

"..."

The man's eyes suddenly darkened.

A moment later, on the flying sword that was moving forward at an extremely fast speed, a slightly hoarse low voice bit the tip of Xuehu Weifen's ear——

"Master, you Xuehu lineage... If all of you are such a seductive disaster like you, how do you want people in the world to practice?"

"Hmm..." The snow-white cunning fox seems to have really started to think about this problem, only the slight smile in that voice can tell its indifference—"It's fine to plant a mandala per person."

"A strange flower that takes only one flower in 5000 years, does Master think it is a wild vegetable in the mortal world..."

"Mortal world... Speaking of it this way, it seems that I haven't left the Primordial Immortal Gate for a long time."

"If Master wants to, how about Huai Jin traveling down the mountain with you?"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true..."

……

……

Two years later, in a corner of the spiritual world, Bi Ruoguo, Taiping Town.

The morning dew moistens the tips of the grass blades on the roadside, bending the soft veins and crumbling.

The city gate outside the town opened, and several hurried voices came, and the slightly vibrating road caught the shattered morning dew, waking up the people on both sides.

Before the still hazy morning light, the lights slowly stained the quiet houses, and the rustling insects rang out among the dewdrops, waking up the sleepy town.

The shops opened their doors and windows, and the simple townspeople looked at each other and smiled after staring at each other, so besides the buzzing of insects, there were also people and whispers, and the town gradually became lively.

Originally, this was an ordinary day no different from the past two years, until the ground trembled again and the sound of horseshoes from the tea shop resounded in the small town.

An old lady who was cleaning the dust at the door raised her head with a broom in her hand, her wrinkled eyes looked at the noisy dust, and her old and feeble voice was whispering something.

"Mrs. Shao."

At this moment, from the small courtyard behind the old lady, a young man in coarse linen came out, his black hair like a waterfall was tied behind his head, but his face was handsome and stunning, which was rarely seen in this village. The big snow-white fox nestled in it was obviously even more out of place with this small town.

It's just that the old lady was not surprised by his appearance, and she smiled kindly and familiarly: "You are born later than the old woman... How can a small restaurant be so tired, you young people, you should be beaten... beat……"

Although the handsome young man with profound facial features looked a bit serious, when he looked at the old lady, he showed proper respect: "The old lady taught you the lesson, and the next generation will remember it."

It's just that the voice was not halfway through, and it was lost in the sound of horseshoes coming from a distance.

The young man raised his eyes and looked towards the direction where the hustle and bustle was rising. There was still a faint undulation between his brows and eyes. After watching for a while, he turned to the old lady beside him——

"Mrs. Shao, do you know why there are so many foreigners in this town?"

"How can the old lady know about this kind of thing?" Old lady Shao leaned on the broom with one hand, waved the other hand, and walked back, "The old lady only knows... This Taiping Town will not be seen in the future. Peaceful..."

When Mrs. Shao entered the courtyard, the young man who was standing there suddenly said, "Cultivators, and there are a lot of them. They came in batches. They definitely did not pass by by chance."

The big fox lying in his arms, who seemed to be asleep, moved his eyelids, and said lazily, "If you don't have a problem, you won't do it; if you don't owe someone, you won't beat him up."

Hearing this, the young man's originally calm eyes opened into a rippling smile: "Listen to Master."

Xuehu was about to say something, but suddenly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep again. After a while, Old Mrs. Shao leaned out from the courtyard door again——

"By the way, the younger generation... the bed boards, tables and chairs in the old woman's house are old, if they are not suitable for use, you can change them at any time, don't worry about the old woman..."

The young man turned around with the big fox in his arms, and smiled with downcast eyes: "Mrs. Shao, there's no need to change it. I'm used to it when I sleep and use it."

"I know that you young people are thin-skinned now," Mrs. Shao smiled, but she didn't look narrow-minded, "I just moved from the north room to your next door, old lady--I didn't know that during the past two days and nights, Mr. Listen to the creaking and creaking of the bed boards in your room, and the sound will last until midnight—this bed needs to be replaced when it gets old. You don’t have to be polite to the old lady, who has no feelings for those old things. ..."

Huai Jin: "..."

White Fox: "..."

——Fortunately, Mrs. Shao's eyes are blurry because of her age. Otherwise, if she looked up at this moment and saw the snow-white fur on the tip of the fox's ears flushed with pink, she might be shocked.