They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

In the depths of the dense forest in Taoyuan, sword shadows flew out like a rainstorm, killing all the people who descended the mountain. They didn't even have time to utter an exclamation, but after a while, some swords were shot through the eyebrows, and some were pierced. With a sword piercing his heart, his expression was full of astonishment and horror.

Flowers were falling all over the ground, corpses were strewn across the field, and the dead were all wearing dark blue phoenix feather-textured brocade robes, all stained with splattered blood.

The nameplate on the waist fell into the grass, engraved with the three majestic characters of 'Phoenix Feather Palace'.

The dark clouds covered the sun, the towering old trees all over the mountains and plains were entrenched, the peach blossom trees swayed and their shadows whirled, and a slender figure shrouded the blood-flowing mud. In the reflection, blood drops slipped from the blade, revealing a ruthless coldness.

The man with the sword turned around and carved something on the tree with his sword.

The thunder suddenly fell, and a white light instantly illuminated the entire deep and dense forest, and just flashed past the tree body, and a line of sharp pen was carved on the tree body:

——Next, Holy Gate

As black clouds overwhelmed the city and heavy rain fell, the man wanted to turn around and leave, but grabbed his clothes corner with one hand.

"Feng, Fenglin Shen..."

The man's eyes fell on the blood-stained hand that was pulling the corner of his clothes, which was quite dirty mixed with mud. He didn't have the slightest expression to cut off the corner of the clothes with his sword, and the sword in his hand went straight through the undead man.

Then turned to leave.

Except for the cut corner, the ice blue brocade robe was not stained with any blood or rain.

The pupils of the person who was pierced by a sword widened when he saw clearly who killed him.

I will die forever.

Peach blossoms fell from the trees and covered the dead.

After a while, the sound of crushing dead leaves was like the sound of falling into the lake, breaking the bloody silence, and the sound of several footsteps came slowly from the depths of the dense forest.

Qinglong looked at the person who left, how could he fail to recognize the familiar posture and figure even if it turned into someone else's appearance.The pair of black and bright pupils under the thick black eyebrows showed an unbelievable expression, and then looked down at the dozen or so people in Fengyu Palace who were killed by one blow, each of them had an expression of talking and laughing before death.

Some are smiling, some are quiet, completely relaxed.

Obviously, no one expected to be killed by a sudden move.

"...Is what Shengjun said true?" Qinglong propped his hands on the tree trunk, and he couldn't accept the truth for a while, more because he didn't understand why he did this.

"Qinglong, we have no choice today." Suzaku put his hand on Qinglong's head and patted it lightly, his brows were slightly frowned, showing an indistinguishable complicated expression: "Holy God is our master, It is the Holy Spirit that we should guard."

The white tiger leaped up the tree and turned his eyes to the whole dense forest. He sat on the tree with his arms folded and sneered until the figure was no longer in sight: "What do you mean that the heavens should not interfere in the affairs of the world, otherwise it will destroy the order of the four realms?" .Sure enough, it depends on who is it? Some gods can do it, and some gods can't."

Xuanwu is the most ruthless of the four beasts. I saw him standing upright with his sword in his arms, his face indifferent: "The Holy God once said that if one day he is gone, the Holy King will obey. Since the Holy King wants us to kill If you kill him, then kill him."

"Bah! You're not here anymore!" Qinglong turned around and spit when he heard Xuanwu say this about his master, "Nonsense! Master is fine!"

"Okay, okay, why are you angry. Our most urgent task now is to see what he is going to do. If we really want to completely disrupt the Three Realms, then we must stop the damage in time so as not to hurt the innocent." Suzaku exploded when he saw the blue dragon. Neng looked helplessly at Xuanwu and shook his head.

Xuanwu silently wiped the spittle off his face, silently not daring to provoke this little Qinglong ancestor again.

"Wait, there are words on the tree!" When the white tiger jumped off the tree, he seemed to have discovered something. He approached the strange tree, saw the words carved on the tree clearly, his eyes sank, and he looked at the three of them. people.

A few extremely arrogant characters were engraved on the tree:

——Next, Holy Gate

"Fifteen people from Phoenix Feather Palace were killed. All of them were people who had submitted nameplates at the Fairy Gate Conference. They were all killed with one blow while passing through the dense forest of Taoyuan. They died with regret."

Shen Qingyun slowly turned around from the soul-guarding lamp stand, his eyes were full of surprise, he looked at Wen Mo: "What did you say?"

Wen Mo's face was indifferent: "There is still a line of words engraved on the tree next to the dead man, next one, Shengji Gate."

After finally calming down for a few days, Shen Qingyun's mood was overturned again, and he suddenly became furious: "What does this mean, someone blamed me, Fenglin Shen?! There was the death of Ling Xiaozong's daughter before, and now there is Feng Yu Fifteen people in the palace were killed, and you dare to say so boldly that the next one is Shengjimen?!"

"Teacher believes that someone set up a trick to lure Fenglin Shen into the urn, in order to force you, Master, to hand over the World-Mietering Black Lotus."

"Where did I get the Mieshi Heilian!" Shen Qingyun shook his sleeves angrily, and saw him pacing back and forth a little anxiously: "From the beginning to the end, I have never seen what this black lotus looks like, so how could it be possible to tell it in private?" Hidden, it's blood spurting!"

Wen Mo had a panoramic view of Shen Qingyun's expression. Compared with the restless Shen Qingyun, he looked very calm and breezy, more like planning a strategy:

"Master, who is the person who most wants to destroy the Black Lotus? In other words, who is the person who most urgently needs the Black Lotus?"

Shen Qingyun paused: "Mo Xianfan?"

"Exactly." Wen Mo said: "For mortals, this world-destroying black lotus has the ability to revive the dead and live forever, and it can cure all diseases in the world. I heard that the demon king Mo Xianfan has reappeared in the world, so what is he doing now? If he returns , the revenge of the massacre in that battle a hundred years ago, whether to avenge it or not. If you have the Black Lotus, it can be said to be twice the result with half the effort, and it is only a snap of the finger if he wants to destroy the immortal sect."

Shen Qingyun's eyes changed when he heard the words 'resurrection from death, immortality': "Does this black lotus that destroys the world really have such a heaven-defying effect?"

"That's nature. The sitting lotus born from the shining sun of the holy god of the heavens naturally possesses supreme power."

Shen Qingyun thought for a moment: "If this kind of heaven-defying treasure can be with this old man, I will naturally not give it up. It's just that this old man who has destroyed the world has never seen it before."

"Master, have you ever thought that this game has been set up a long time ago?"

Shen Qingyun frowned: "How do you say that?"

Wen Mo walked to Shen Qingyun's side, his eyes swept over the ever-growing soul lamps on the soul guarding platform, and when he couldn't see what he wanted to see, he turned his eyes away, as if looking at it more than once was unnecessary:

"Hundred years ago, Qingyuan Xianjun brought Mozun Mo Xianfan into the sect. This game, master, thinks it is possible to have it laid out a hundred years ago, and Mo Xianfan knows that he can come back from the dead, as long as he gathers all the The black lotus that destroys the world. So no matter what, he has a way to bring the dead back to life, so if he dies once, he can set this situation up and mess up the world. Wouldn't it be extremely happy for ghosts?"

"Youyu Valley!" Shen Qingyun suddenly raised his voice, and he looked closely at Wen Mo as if he remembered something: "When Qingyuan was in danger in Youyu Valley, Mo Xianfan broke into Youyu Valley to fight the evil dragon If it wasn't for this, how could he be discovered as a Demon Lord. The evil dragon in Youyu Valley is the ancient Xiangliu. It was the evil dragon that was sealed by the ancestors who exhausted their skills to summon the heavenly priests, but was crushed by Mo Xianfan. Seal. Our ancestors said back then that there is only one sword in the world that can break this seal, and that is the Sunburning Sword. Then Mo Xianfan's Fate Sword is the Sunburning Sword!"

Wen Mo unobtrusively lowered his eyes and looked strange: "Mo Xianfan still dealt with the ancient Xiangliu alone because of Shen Yuanyu?" Sneered: "It's really infatuation."

Shen Qingyun was a little puzzled when he heard Mo's sneer, but he had no time to think about it: "According to you, Mo Xianfan played this game a hundred years ago, and he had expected such a thing to happen to him? One of the petals of the Mieshi Black Lotus is hidden in Youyu Valley. Today, a hundred years later, Mo Xianfan wants to use this Mieshi Black Lotus to slander me, Fenglin Shen, and make all the sects of the Xianmen become enemies with me, and kill Feng Lin with a knife. Mrs. Shen was put to death, buried in gossip! If I had known earlier, I should have beat this devil to death in the water prison that day!"

Wen Mo lowered his eyes and cupped his hands: "This is just my disciple's guess, the rest has to be determined by the master."

——If I knew it earlier, I should have beaten the devil to death in the water prison that day!

The eyes in the drooping eyes were stained with gloomy color because of these words.

Got hit?

"What a Mo Xianfan!" Shen Qingyun couldn't imagine that if this situation was really laid out a hundred years ago, if they haven't found out how they really died, they don't know: "Then Yi Wenmo, what should we do next? How to do it, now Ling Xiaozong and other four sects already have a grudge against Fenglin Chen, they must think that this fairy gate meeting is a Hongmen banquet, even if Fenglin Chen did not hide the world-killing black lotus, it has already been turned upside down."

"The apprentice has a way. I don't know if the master is willing to give it a try."

"You said."

"Going the other way, let's say that the last petal of the Mieshi Black Lotus is indeed in the Fenglin Shen family."

Shen Qingyun didn't expect such a method, and he frowned and felt that it was inappropriate: "This is undoubtedly an offense to the upper body, and it is leading Fenglin and Shen's to a dead end!"

"Master, you have always been upright. If it hadn't been for the evil way that gave you a chance, how could the Fenglin Shen family have come to where you are today. The other four sects of the immortal sect have wronged you like this before the truth has been found out. This kind of cooperation is not as good as that." Cut off." Wen Mo said: "There is also Mozun Mo Xianfan, master, don't you hate it? A hundred years ago, I almost destroyed the fairy gate, and a hundred years later, I want to destroy the Fenglin Shen family that you have consolidated for nearly a hundred years. .”

When Shen Qingyun was told this, hatred naturally welled up in his heart, yes, he, Shen Qingyun, had always been diligent and dedicated to cultivating the Tao, and he was dedicated to the Fenglin Shen family, why did he treat him like this.

"The Immortal Lord Qingyuan has also suppressed you, master, for nearly a hundred years. You really don't want to know why the Immortal Lord Qingyuan, who is from the same sect, can achieve the unity of heaven and man?"

The soul lamp on the soul-guarding lamp stand is on fire, and the breeze swaying over the fire light, what can't be extinguished is a living life.

Shen Qingyun stared at the firelight reflected by each soul-guarding lamp, these words seemed to completely overturn and illuminate the old thoughts buried deep in his heart.

From being frivolous when young to being unwilling in his old age, the gap between him and Shen Yuanyu is this step. Why can he only cultivate a ruthless way that he has devoted his life to for a hundred years, and this is already close to the unity of heaven and man, but it is inevitable that he is a mortal after all.The aging appearance shows that time is not long, but Shen Yuanyu is still as young as jade.

They thought that Shen Yuanyu had really reached the realm of the unity of man and nature, but they didn't know how Shen Yuanyu got to this point.

No one knows exactly how Qingyuan Xianjun reached this level of realm, and Shen Yuanyu has already reached the point where no one can beat him.Even if she was injured in order to protect Mo Xianfan a hundred years ago, Shen Yuanyu's status in the cultivation world has long been an existence that cannot be shaken and looked up to in a hundred years.

"There is a pure green lotus hidden on Shen Yuanyu's body, which is similar to the black lotus that destroys the world." Wen Mo said: "The green lotus opens all appearances, and the treasure reveals the sky. The blooming of the pure green lotus possessed by Shen Yuanyu implies heaven and earth Good fortune, endless life, immortality, even able to resist all injuries and change fate. Otherwise, how could he reach such a state with his mortal body, unless..."

Shen Qingyun looked at Wen Mo, the surprise in his eyes seemed to be lamenting that his disciple, who hadn't seen him for a long time, could know so much, but his words were not unreasonable, he and Master Shen Yuan belonged to the same school, logically there was no difference There are so many, if Shen Yuanyu has the Qinglian of the world, it makes sense:

"Where did you find out?"

"It was said by a hermit immortal and his apprentice when you were traveling in the clouds." Wen Mo met Shen Qingyun's surprised expression, and said calmly: "Master, since Qingyuan Xianjun chose to abandon the fairy gate, he must leave to find Demon Venerable Mo Xianfan. Since ancient times, good and evil have not been able to stand together, and Immortal Qingyuan’s rush to go here is undoubtedly a way of throwing himself into evil ways. In this case, treasures such as Jingshi Qinglian cannot be obtained by Immortal Qingyuan.”

Shen Qingyun seemed to understand Wen Mo's meaning: "You mean to ask Wei Shi to discuss with other sects to seize this Pure World Qinglian?"

Wen Mo put his hands behind his waist, and slowly turned his body to the door, his tall and straight waist like a green bamboo, his eyes were restrained and deep, and an unpredictable color appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and there was an innate sense of majesty between his brows:

"It is to win the world-purifying green lotus and the world-destroying black lotus together. Shen Yuanyu and Mo Xianfan must not let these two lotus flowers be taken away. If the two of them get together, if they don't pay attention, they will make the sky dark and dark, and they will regret it later." There is no room for regret.”

The voice was low, and in the words, there was a bit of imperceptible anger, as if he had tasted such a taste before he could hide it so deeply.

Shen Qingyun looked at this child who had grown up since he was a child, and suddenly he felt a little strange, which made him feel a sense of alienation that was hard to get close to. Get such a treasure for him.

"Master, this apprentice will win this treasure for you, let you sit on the first seat of the fairy gate, live forever, and be admired by all people."