[Quick Transmigration] I don't want to be a big brother for many years

Huan Lingzi beside her saw that she had not been separated from the past memory of the person in front of her for a long time, so she reminded: "Master, I will send you up."

It was only then that Chen Muyao realized that she still had an unfinished mission on her shoulders at the moment, so she had no choice but to meditate to clear up the distracting thoughts in her mind and get out of his memory.

After Huan Lingzi and Xiang Jun exchanged glances, they rolled up Chen Muyao in a ball of blue butterflies and headed towards Tianxing Pavilion together.

"Master, you are not the same as them, you should let go of the extravagant desires in your heart as soon as possible." Huan Lingzi faced the wind, surrounded by blue butterflies, and his voice floated to the ear of the person beside him.

Chen Muyao said nothing, looked down at the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, maybe the people in the Tianxing Pavilion are not fellow travelers, but they are not the same as the people around them.

The time to go up the mountain was too fast this time, and before I could relieve my heavy thoughts, I had already arrived at the door. I saw Huan Lingzi waving his hands in front of him, and his whole body changed from the beginning to another, without any flaws. In order to deceive others, Chen Muyao was also transformed into an appearance she had never seen before.

She took out the token and greeted the guard at the gate briefly, and took out a bunch of herbs from nowhere, saying that the old man needed to come back for medicine, and then passed the inspection at the gate smoothly.

Chen Muyao was puzzled, if Xiangjun was outside the Three Realms, without any evil aura, he would naturally be able to enter without being noticed, but how did she do it.

"Your demonic aura..."

"I don't have a demonic aura on me. Mr. Xiang is outside the Three Realms, and I am a phantom, so there is no real aura."

I don't know how Xie Moxian managed to attribute these capable people and strangers to him, but I really want to meet that person who is in a cloud of fog.

Huan Lingzi deftly avoided the guards of Tianxing Pavilion, and his familiarity was no less than that of Chen Muyao. At this moment, several immortals were discussing what to do in the main hall, and they took advantage of this gap to go to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

I heard that Huan Lingzi was transformed by a phantom, so naturally she couldn't enter the hidden sword pavilion in the heavily sealed place. According to the original plan, she cast a spell to open the gate and send Chen Muyao into the main hall.

There is a layer of golden light emitting from the inside. There is a hollow stone pillar in the center, and the fairy sword is floating in the center. Different ancient swords are inlaid in the four shrines. There are 81 swords in total, and all the spiritual power is gathered in the central fairy sword. middle.

As soon as Chen Muyao stepped into the room, sword needles were shot at her from all directions. She spun left and right to avoid the sword needles of different lights. A wooden sword stands in front of him.

Changing the formation with both hands, the wooden sword emits a dazzling white light to resist the scattered sword needles. After speaking, the sword on the shrine gradually quieted down and put away the emitted light.

She tentatively took a step forward on tiptoe, and came to the fairy sword after finding nothing unusual. She looked up at the central white hilt, and there was a circle of charms on the stone pillar, so she couldn't rush to take it off.

"Xianjian, disciple Chen Muyao didn't intentionally want to hand you over to the demonic people, but the mountain needs your sword energy to purify at the moment, and Master, he also needs your treatment, please, please help me this time... ..." She said as she stretched out her hand to touch the blade, but was knocked down by a beam of light.

"Disciple sincerely begs you, help me once..."

Chen Muyao stood up with her hands propped up, and cut her palm with the ancient sword, and the bright red blood dripped on the talisman. Her blood can save all things, and it should be able to blend with the aura sealed by the talisman.

Sure enough, the spell gradually disappeared, and the fairy sword slowly descended and directly inserted into the stone pile.

She smiled and said thank you, then stepped forward and pulled out the fairy sword and carried it behind her back. There was a sound of fighting outside the door. Presumably, several celestial beings had already learned that the spell of the fairy sword was broken, and they all gathered outside the door.

Dao Cen was fighting with Xuan Huanzi, and he transformed into several swords and stabbed at her. Although each sword hit her vital point, it immediately transformed into a blue butterfly and disappeared, and the sword stuck on her body fell off immediately. It fell with a clanging sound.

Seeing Chen Muyao coming out of the room with the fairy sword on his back, Dao Cen waved his hands angrily and sent a beam of light towards her head, but before he could reach her, Huan Lingzi teleported forward and pulled her to one side to hide, and immediately Several lights also appeared directly in front of them.

"Bold and evil people, how dare you pretend to be a disciple of my Tianxing Pavilion, and even dare to break into the hidden sword pavilion, none of you can escape today!" A powerful force emanated from Dao Cen, just as he was about to use his spiritual power When injecting it into the sword to kill Chen Muyao, a white light clamped his sword like a chain.

The person who came was the real Bai Yin, he held Dao Cen's sword in one hand, and protected Chen Muyao with spiritual power in the other to resist the intrusion of the surrounding disciples.

"Master, what do you mean? Aren't you at the foot of the mountain?" Dao Cen's strength weakened, but he still refused to let go.

Daoist Bai Yin coughed a few times, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, "Dao Cen, let her go first, I must use the fairy sword at this moment."

"You know that once the fairy sword falls into the hands of evil people, the consequences will definitely be beyond our control."

"If there is a mistake in this matter, I will bear it with all my strength."

Wu Yazi stepped forward and took Dao Cen's hand, "Junior Brother, with Master here, I think he will be able to control the situation. Just now I have divination that Jiangnan is full of resentment. If you can't use the sword energy of the fairy sword to purify it in time, you can just use it." I'm afraid that this resentment will grow day and night, and the evil spirit will be ready to go soon."

Dao Cen regained his strength and shouted at Chen Muyao, "No, I will never let her take away the fairy sword. Chen Muyao, you haven't shown your original appearance, the blood on your body has already betrayed you."

A group of blue butterflies surrounded the whole crowd, and in a white and blue mist, she stepped forward and pulled Chen Muyao to escape.

"Master, if you want to save your master, follow me first."

Chen Muyao was taken away from the hidden sword pavilion before he had time to see the real Bai Yin. Before he left, he left a sentence behind him, "I believe that you will not fall into the devil's path as a teacher."

After the two returned to the south of the Yangtze River, the heavy rain was still falling, and the people in the city kept complaining and resenting the people around them, and the black energy on their bodies became heavier and heavier.

Mr. Xiang also came out of the formation that trapped him, "Master, now you want to use the fairy sword to mix the blood in your body, and I will scatter the sword energy, but you can't cut off the blood supply in your hand halfway. Otherwise, all previous efforts will be in vain.”

"Go ahead."

She frowned without hesitation and cut the palm of her hand with the fairy sword. Xiangjun flew in the air like a cheerful swallow. The cold air and bright red blood scattered in the air, and the black raindrops gradually faded into colorless .

I don't know if it lasted too long or was hit hard in Tianxing Pavilion, Chen Muyao's body is very weak at the moment, the blood in his hands is pumping into the air intermittently, and his face also starts to turn pale.

She trembled and leaned against the railing, her eyes began to blur, as if she was getting closer to death.

Huan Lingzi protected her from behind, "Master, I will use my spiritual power to protect you now, don't think about other things, otherwise we will lose both."

After a quarter of an hour, the rain finally stopped, the sky gradually cleared, the dark clouds were gently blown away by the wind, and the water droplets on the branches fell on the puddles in the city, causing ripples in the originally silent reflection of the water painting.

With a wave of Xiangjun's hand, he put the fairy sword behind his back, and he lightly landed on a leaf in front of him. He looked at Chen Muyao with chapped and pale lips, "Master, you are seriously injured now. We will protect you to meet the evil spirit."

Their original purpose was to allow themselves to meet the evil spirits, and the fairy sword was just a cover.

She struggled to open her eyes and looked in the direction of Tianxing Pavilion, muttering, "My master, his black energy..."

"The sword energy of the Immortal Sword will float into the Tianxing Pavilion with the wind, and Daoist Bai Yin will be fine." Huan Lingzi helped her up and made a gesture to take her away.

Chen Muyao was too weak, she didn't know when she fainted, she just felt that she had slept for a long time, and when she woke up, she was already lying in a cave. The environment here is quite elegant, but there is always a depressing atmosphere.

"you're awake."

A very deep and rough voice came from nowhere, and there was no one else around.

She lifted the quilt and searched in the direction of the sound, and found that the dressing mirror not far away was a little different. This mirror was completely black and emitted a mist of black air.

"who are you?"

"I am you, and you will be me."

These words made her startled suddenly, she stood directly in front of the mirror, and said a little nervously: "You, are you a demon fairy?"

"Yes and no, when all the turbidity in your body is released, you will know who I am and who you are."

Chen Muyao smashed the mirror with a wooden sword, muttering, "I will be me, I will never be you."

The black mist dissipated, but creepy laughter resounded in the empty cave, and the stale air in her body began to turmoil. At first, she could suppress it by herself, but in the end it was completely out of her control. She waved in pain He began to slash at the things in the house with the sword in his hand.

The things in her body seemed to tear her apart, the wooden sword shook violently, and her finger that made the contract with real Bai Yin was also shaking back and forth.

"Master..."

As soon as the words fell, her originally black pupils immediately turned red, and a cloud of black energy poured into her body. She raised her head and howled ferociously. With a wave of her hand, the fairy sword flew into her hand from nowhere, and she stepped forward Before she opened the door of the cave, she ran wildly on the grass in front of her, waving the fairy sword in her hand recklessly. Wherever she went, the green grass and trees turned withered and yellow, and the black air enveloped her.

A blue figure flew down from the air. His white hair was incompatible with the black miasma. He tried his best to block the fairy sword that was slashing at him with his own sword.

"Mu Yao, wake up quickly, don't be swallowed by the turbid air..."

But Chen Muyao could no longer hear the sound of the outside world at this moment. It seemed that all the turbidity in her body had been released, and she had lost her mind. There was only resentment and the desire to reshape the world in her heart.

"I want to become the god of the world, no one can stop me..."

"Mu Yao..." Daoist Bai Yin collapsed on the ground. After the two formed a bond, blessings and misfortunes depended on each other. The turbid energy in her body was too strong. with.

With a grinning grin, Chen Muyao stabbed his heart with the fairy sword, the real Bai Yin's sword stepped forward to block it, and the red-clothed Hong Ling came out from the sword.

"Chen Muyao, do you still remember your Bai Yueguang, that Bai Yueguang who can only be seen from a distance but not approached..."