The God[Quick Transmigration]

When the young man entered his small restaurant with the big snow-white fox in his arms, the first floor was almost full.

"Boss," the little scholar who was in charge of accounting came over with a sweat towel and whispered, "Today is very full, I don't know what kind of evil wind is blowing, and there are many more people in the town. Moreover, It looks like everyone's behavior is not like ordinary people, but like a business of licking blood with a knife."

The young man nodded indifferently, and when he walked in and stood still, he never took his eyes off the white fox in his arms, and said in a calm tone, "Do your own thing, don't worry about it."

"Hey." Xiao Xiucai nodded in agreement, turned around and returned to her seat.

Without moving his eyes, the young man was about to go upstairs.

"Hey wait—it's just you—"

Obliquely behind the young man, he was pouring wine silently and looking at a table outside where a big man stood up. Seeing the young man looking over, he reached out his hand and nodded dissatisfiedly, but the words were aimed at the back of the counter. The little scholar went, "Didn't you not let us go to the second floor before? Why can this brat do it?!"

The little scholar raised his head, his face changed slightly, and then he hurriedly smiled and said: "Don't misunderstand me, the second floor is our boss's place, and this is the boss of our restaurant."

"Is this kid who owns this restaurant?" The burly man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled, but no matter how you looked at the smile, he seemed to have malicious intentions, "Hey, kid, our brothers are newcomers. This small place of yours is for your face, why don't you invite us up quickly, why are you still standing there stupidly?!"

These words were harsh, but the young man standing at the bottom of the stairs seemed to have seen a gust of wind blowing past his ears. He raised his eyes and glanced at him, then turned around and went upstairs with a steady pace.

It's just that this indifference made the burly man feel angrier than pushing him back. He blushed immediately, and waved a long sword to stab the young man's back at high speed.

Seeing that the point of the knife was about to pierce the figure, a somewhat cruel smile appeared on the face of the gnarled man—he could almost foresee the scene where the opponent's blood spattered on the spot.

It's just that when the sword tip was only a foot away from the young man, the young man didn't stop walking, he only raised his arm, and waved it lightly by his ear as if to drive away some annoying insects and flies.

In the next second, reflected in the staring eyes of the burly man, the flying sword suddenly turned around at an incomparable speed. Before he could exclaim in surprise, it was already pierced by the slender flying sword. The hair crown on the top of the head was smashed, and then the table and chair behind him were smashed straight by a huge force, and it was nailed to the wall with a "boom".

For a moment, there was only the sound of heavy breathing on the first floor.

When everyone came back to their senses and looked towards the stairs in shock, they found that the figure of the young man had faded away, and only a voice with a still flat tone was left floating on the first floor——

"If you want to sit, sit; if you don't, get out. Get rid of that pile of trash."

The rest of the people looked at each other tremblingly, and after a long time, there was a low voice other than panting, but without exception, in the eyes of everyone sitting in this restaurant, there was less The previous arrogance and domineering or indifference, but a little more awe.

……

Within a day, Taiping Town had inexplicably many more foreign guests. It was only a lively town, but now it became crowded.

Interested people couldn't help inquiring about it. A few days later, the reason for the sudden population increase in Taiping Town was revealed——

It is said that a true disciple of Qinglu Mountain stole a treasure related to the foundation of the sect, which attracted the entire spiritual world, whether it is the cultivating sect or the cultivating family, even some casual cultivators who rely on their own cultivation to participate in this Besieged.

Coincidentally, this true disciple of Qinglu Mountain who betrayed the mountain gate ran away like a stray dog ​​all the way, and just happened to disappear in the area around Taiping Town.

Coupled with the thoughtful sect that blocked that person's way forward, most people in the spirit world now believe that the rebel from Qinglu Mountain is still hiding in a corner of Taiping Town and refuses to come out.

Huai Jin and Shen Fan, who knew the cause and effect, lost interest—one of the two is the number one immortal sect, and can even be said to be the highest-ranked cultivator in the spirit world, and the other has a status in the demon world. It will never be low, so naturally I have no interest in the so-called "treasure related to the foundation of the mountain gate".

——If this so-called heavy treasure came from the ancient immortal sect, they might still have a look at it; Qinglu Mountain, which has only recently entered the ranks of the first-class sect of cultivating immortals, compared with the ancient immortal sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, Still too raw and tender.

The historical length of a sect's existence determines its depth to a certain extent.

It's just that there are some things, but it doesn't mean that they are not interested, so they must be avoided——

On the fifth night when many monks settled in Taiping Town, Huai Jin, who entered the house and blew out the lights, was just about to put the big fox in his arms on the bed when he sensed an extremely secretive aura slowly approaching the small courtyard. .

——The concealment ability of this kind of breath almost caused Huaijin to narrow his eyes instantly. He raised his eyes and looked at the direction where the breath came from without hindrance. His spiritual sense passed through the wall and approached the person.

It was only after checking that the other party's cultivation was obviously lower than what he expected, before Huai Jin had time to feel strange, he realized that the other party was not coming for himself and the person in his arms at all, but for the old lady next door at the very beginning. house went.

Huai Jin lowered his eyes, and his thoughts moved slightly, until a trace of spiritual consciousness entered his ears——

"Do you still remember that when we first came here, we heard from the neighbors that Mrs. Shao originally had an only son, but at the age of 17 she said she was going to go out to cultivate immortality and worship a teacher, and she never returned?"

Huai Jin's eyes fell on the snow-white Fox in his arms, and he also sent a voice transmission with his spiritual sense: "What a coincidence."

"Among the cultivators in the world, there are many strange things. It took two years to hide for the first one. What's the coincidence?"

"..." The young man didn't discuss with Xuehu any more, but the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Huaijin listens to Master's instructions on how to do it."

"Well...then just wait and see how it gets better."

……

After the reunion in the middle of the night, Shen Fan and Huai Jin consciously avoided the crying after the reunion. It was rare for them to sleep soundly until dawn, but they were awakened by the breath of many cultivators approaching outside the house.

Lying sideways on the couch, the man wearing only white obscene clothes has long black hair hanging loose, wrapping a warm and soft big fox in his arms, and occasionally a sharp light flashes through his half-closed eyes, but in the end it belongs to silence--

"I haven't seen many sects cultivating immortals. Apart from Qinglu Mountain, there are several famous sects cultivating immortals such as Mingyue Tower and Linglang Pavilion. Master?"

"... Mingyue Building?"

The snow-white cunning fox slowly opened his eyes, and some strange emotions flashed in his eyes, "Why do I feel that this name is somewhat familiar?"

But before Shen Fan dug out the deeply buried memory, old lady Shao's painful wailing suddenly came from the yard——

"Hao'er—come back!"

Huaijin looked at Xuehu silently in the room.

Xuehu closed her eyes again: "... let them take the things, let's protect them."

Huai Jin nodded, and when he spoke again, he appeared in the chaotic courtyard: "Listen to Master."

This astonishing appearance and light tone of voice shocked the outsiders and neighbors who were not aware of the situation at the scene.

Almost at the same time, a hint of doubt and vigilance flashed across the eyes of all the cultivators present.

"This... Fellow Daoist," after a moment of silence in the courtyard, a middle-aged man with a plain face took a step forward and bowed to Huai Jin, "I don't know which sect you are a disciple of?"

These words do not conceal the meaning of his temptation.

In fact, this person who appeared out of nowhere and seemed to have no cultivation at all looked too young.

——Although they couldn't see through the reality of this person, none of those present thought that this person would be a mortal with no cultivation: let's not talk about the appearance that shocked them all without leaking the slightest breath, just look at him. The big fox with snow-white fur and resting eyes closed in his arms is by no means a monster that is easy to get along with, but to be able to accept such a monster as a pet, he is also a cultivator above Jindan.

It's just that although the middle-aged man's temptation was cautious and respectful, Huai Jin still didn't even give him a look, and bent down/body to help the old lady Shao who was sitting slumped on the ground and crying.

However, anyone who can embark on the immortal journey and achieve some results has a bit of arrogance in his heart. Now that middle-aged people are completely ignored by Huai Jin, it is inevitable that they will feel resentful.Just at this time, I saw the young man whose eyes were above the top calmly helped the old lady up, and even more convinced that the other party wanted to stand on the opposite side of people like me.

Relying on the support of fellow Taoists behind him who stand on the same ground, the middle-aged man spoke a little harder: "Young people, don't make mistakes—this old woman's son, Shao Hao, is the rebel from Qinglu Mountain. This family can be regarded as a It's a heinous crime—if you, a young man, want to defend them, it will be the same as cutting off your own life."

With just one sentence, Huaijin was isolated to the opposite side of the cultivators, but it did achieve good results—at least as soon as he finished speaking, the cultivators in the yard who were arresting and binding the man named Shao Hao looked at him. There was more hostility in Xiang Huaijin's sight.

Huai Jin didn't care about these hostility and that person's little tricks. After supporting Mrs. Shao, she raised her eyes to look at these cultivators: "I'm the one who decides for them. You just take things away, and people keep them." come down."

The tone was steady and calm, as light as a simple greeting.

On the contrary, a group of cultivators laughed out of anger at these words, and some even pointed at Huai Jin and sneered: "Which family's hairy child—is it weaned? You can learn big words quickly, so you don't have to be afraid that the people here will call you Can't eat and walk around?!"

"That's right! - This is the person that Qinglu Mountain wants! The rebellion and scandal in the sect are known all over the world, and now Shao Hao's life is worth much more than the treasure on him in Qinglu Mountain! "

With the words together, naturally a bunch of contemptuous contempt is indispensable——

"This fellow Taoist may have made a mistake. Look at this poor countryman—this kid looks like a casual cultivator who has been enlightened by shit luck! I'm afraid I haven't even heard of such a famous sect as 'Qinglu Mountain'." Let's go—hahaha... just a brat, and dare to speak nonsense in front of us!"

The sound of ridicule was endless, but the young man standing under everyone's sneering eyes was calm and not angry at all.

It wasn't until someone looked at his confident and calm appearance that he had a bad premonition in his heart, and slowly stopped laughing, and the yard gradually became quiet.

"Enough barking?"

Huai Jin raised his gaze, the ancient well was still in his black eyes, and his voice was also calm——

"Then go."