Master Qing Leng Always Wants to Marry Me [Transmigration Book]

When the golden bell on the top of the mountain rang, it was early morning in Jue Qing Sect.

At this time, the sky was not bright, and the lights in the hall were still on. The disciples sweeping the courtyard were sleepy and drowsy.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "Zheng!", and a heavy buzz came from the top of the mountain.

It spread into the palace like spreading ripples.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were holding brooms as if they were facing an enemy.

"The bell? Why did the bell ring so well?"

"It's so loud. There must be a big event when the golden bell is ringing. Hurry up and report it to Grandmaster!"

"My master said that the last time the golden bell rang was a hundred years ago. At that time, there was a great chaos in the sect. At that time, the master was just a sweeping disciple like you and me..."

The golden bell rang like crazy, the frequency became more urgent, and the sound vibrated the eardrums.

Everyone panicked and ran all over the courtyard, "Ahhh, the sect is about to end!"

Suddenly a flash of white light flashed across the crowd, and everyone fell silent. A hazy cloud of mist formed out of nowhere on the bluestone road, floated and then slowly dissipated. After it cleared, a white-clothed fairy appeared.

All the disciples turned around quickly, bowed to the immortal and knelt down, saying in unison: "Grandmaster."

The person who came was the current master of the Jueqing Sect, Lu Ming. He looked young but had reached the late stage of Mahayana, and was only one step away from attaining enlightenment and ascension. He was the youngest master of the Jueqing Sect in hundreds of years. With clear eyebrows, the whole person stood there like a green hill made of jade.

He stepped into the sect with his hands behind his back, and several young disciples looked up at him tremblingly, but did not dare to speak.

Lu Ming walked slowly, leaving a sentence: "Go and gather all the immortal masters and disciples. After a quarter of an hour, the main hall will discuss matters."

For some reason, Jin Zhong Ziming made such a big commotion that no one in the entire sect was alarmed except for disciples Sasao and Lu Ming.

A wake-up dream bell was hung on a sycamore tree next to the corner gate. A disciple ran past, and suddenly there was a heart-warming bell in the courtyard.

Everyone was ripped out of their sleep.

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Ming sat on the main seat of the main hall, closed his eyes and rested his mind. There were three seats on both sides. Three highly respected immortals took their seats, and His Highness stood with a huge group of people.

At this time, the Golden Bell on the top of the mountain had stopped and returned to silence. Everyone didn't know what they were talking about, so they all turned their heads and whispered. After waiting for a while, Lu Ming still didn't see any intention to speak. An immortal in Tsing Yi on the left couldn't help but look up Glancing at him, he said: "Sect Master, all the disciples of the master's sect are here. If there is any important matter to discuss, please ask the Sect Master to show you."

Hearing this, Lu Ming slowly opened his eyes, frowning slightly.

The person who spoke was Geng Ming, an immortal from the Jue Qing Sect who specialized in pills. Geng Ming fell in love with alchemy and pharmaceuticals, and had no intention of killing them, so he survived just now.

Including Luming, they are the only two people in the sect who have heard the golden bell ringing last time.Naturally, I also know what the sound of the golden bell means.

When Geng Ming opened his mouth, Lu Ming raised his eyelids and glanced at him. After a pause, he looked at His Highness again, wandered among the crowd for a while, and said, "Why hasn't Ji He come yet?"

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then there were whispers again, and Xianjun Feng Yi on the right was playing with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and said with a sneer, "I'd like to ask the suzerain, he is your favorite little disciple. Whenever such important matters are discussed, Jihe is either absent or late, and the suzerain doesn’t know where he is, let alone us.”

He deliberately said the word "beloved" very strongly, and the ending sound rose a little bit, bringing out a hint of ambiguity, just like the vague relationship between Lu Ming and Ji He.

The people below coughed once or twice, because Lu Ming was almost too partial to this little disciple. There was a rumor that Ji He was Lu Ming's illegitimate child in the sect for a while, but Lu Ming dared not challenge it because of his majesty.

Lu Ming squinted his eyes, looked at this Immortal Feng Yi who had always been against him, turned back after a while, and said lightly: "He will be gone soon."

"..."

Immortal Cheng Yi was taken aback, and forgot to turn the beads in his hand, "What do you mean?"

The others didn't know why, before everyone could ask anything, they saw Lu Ming slightly raised his eyes to look outside the hall, rubbing a blood-red jade ring on his index finger, the ring was shining red, and everyone followed him Looking out, he found a young man in ragged clothes standing at the gate of the temple.

Lu Ming raised his hand: "Come here."

The young man stepped through the hall door and walked in. Although he was dressed poorly, he walked calmly. He passed through the crowd and came to the steps in front of the main hall.

The blood ring between Lu Ming's fingers emitted a dazzling red light, and the three immortals beside him were stunned. The blood ring is a fairy artifact of previous masters, which can guide the future and communicate the two worlds. Covered up a bit.

He said: "Master Daoling in the world passed away not long ago, leaving behind such an orphan without father and mother, so I brought him back."

Next to Geng Ming was a blue-clothed fairy named Ye Qingyu, who used to be best friends with Lord Dao Ling. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sit up straight: "When did it happen?"

"I don't know." Lu Ming shook his head, "When I arrived, I only saw this child."

Everyone turned their attention to the young man in front of the hall. He had a melon-shaped face and deep and dark pupils. He seemed to have been severely abused. Under the tattered clothes, there were large and small scars. Everyone's attention was drawn to him. It's all focused on him, and he's just silent.

After a while, Ye Qingyu asked, "What's your name?"

The young man looked up at him, then lowered his head: "...Shen Tang."

Feng Yi looked sideways: "You don't follow Mr. Daoling's surname Zhang?"

Shen Tang didn't speak, Lu Ming glanced at Feng Yi slightly, Feng Yi snorted indifferently, turned his face away, and looked at the young man with a slightly probing look in his eyes.

Ye Qingyu asked again: "How old is it?"

Shen Tang replied: "I'm seventeen years old."

Ye Qingyu seemed to want to ask something else, but Lu Ming interrupted him with a wave of his hand, looked at the crowd, and announced an important decision: "This child has no relatives in the world, and since he is the only flesh and blood of Lord Daoling, we cannot let him wander Outside, I would like to take him into my sect, teach him the art of immortality with all my strength, and help him attain the Tao."

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and everyone looked at Shen Tang. The child remained silent, and did not respond at all when given the opportunity. Someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask: "But Master, you received it two years ago. Jihe once said when he was a junior, that Jihe will be your last disciple, do you want to go back on your word?"

Everyone gasped, but Lu Ming didn't get angry when he heard the rebellious words, he just lowered his head and glanced at the man.

The disciples under his sect have always protected the younger brother Ji He, and the position of suzerain is weighty and the responsibility is deep, and the affairs of the sect are heavy, so it is inevitable that the disciples will be unable to do what they want, so the previous suzerains will stop accepting disciples after succeeding, and send all Focus on revitalizing the sect.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, but secretly looked at Lu Ming and Shen Tang with puzzled eyes.

At this time, Geng Ming, who had been silent all this time, said: "Sect Master, this matter is not trivial. I don't think the child's eyebrows and eyes are very transparent, and you also said that you have not seen Lord Dao Ling's death with your own eyes. , whether he is a descendant of Lord Dao Ling remains to be verified..."

"Yes," Ye Qingyu said gently, "Sovereign, you have already worked very hard in managing the affairs of the sect, so there is really no need to worry about it, and—" he glanced at the blood ring on Lu Ming's hand intentionally or unintentionally, "Sovereign Master's The blood ring suddenly flashed red light, could it be..."

Lu Ming leaned on the back seat: "Thank you, senior brother Ye, for your concern. With the help of all senior brothers, my suzerain is still relatively free. It's just adding another disciple."

"Heh." Feng Yi smiled mockingly, looking at the young man standing with his head bowed all the time, "It seems that the suzerain has made up his mind, so why call us for a meeting."

Lu Ming turned his head to look at him, Feng Yi sat up straight and looked at him, but Lu Ming didn't say anything, and turned to look at Shen Tang, the child had been vigilant and silent since he entered the palace gate, and the people around him were so vigilant and silent. It seemed that he couldn't feel it in his eyes, he only lived in his own world.

Ye Qingyu looked at Lu Ming's expression, and suddenly asked: "Sect Master, is it between you and Ji He..."

"Huh?" Lu Ming looked sideways.

Geng Ming touched his arm secretly, motioning him to stop talking, then raised his head, and said, "Sect Master... Since you have summoned us all, you must still plan to discuss this matter with everyone. Now that all the disciples are here, why don't you let me Everyone……"

"Senior brother," Lu Ming interrupted him suddenly, looking over with clear eyes, "This morning, the Golden Bell on the top of the mountain was rang."

"..."

Geng Ming was shocked and almost fell off the chair: "This is serious?!"

Lu Ming nodded slowly.

Geng Ming fell silent, gradually showing a heavy and tangled look on his face, and clenched his hands tightly. After a while, even his cheeks trembled a little.

His Highness's disciples had been whispering to each other, but at this moment, they felt inexplicable panic and fear from the expressions of the two immortal masters, and fell silent for a while.

Ye Qingyu and Feng Yi looked at each other, Feng Yi said anxiously: "What's going on! Could it be that the suzerain is lying to us, why didn't we hear such a big thing as the golden bell ringing!"

Lu Ming was unusually silent, and Ye Qingyu stared at him closely: "Sect Master, do you have something to hide from us?"

"..."

Lu Ming pursed his lips, showing a trace of hesitation in his expression, he lowered his head to avoid everyone's gaze.

Geng Ming clenched his hands tightly, and he looked at Lu Ming again. All His Highness's disciples focused on Lu Ming, and even Shen Tang looked over slightly.

Feng Yi said: "Sovereign! You..."

Lu Ming tapped on his temple, stood up suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "I have something urgent to leave." He turned to Feng Yi and Ye Qingyu and said, "Let Senior Brother Geng Ming tell you about Jin Zhong."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the side door on the left without stopping.

Geng Ming's palms were sweating, he glanced at the direction Lu Ming left, forced himself to calm down, cleared his throat, and said heavily: "A hundred years ago..."

Everyone in the hall was immersed in the past, Lu Ming came to the backyard by himself under a plum tree, and took a deep breath while leaning on the tree stump.

"Suffocation, suffocation!" He tugged at his neckline, "But the fuck is suffocating me."

The scenery in the backyard is quite beautiful, with green grass and rustling bamboo forests, but the people in it are very unharmonious.

He changed from his dignified and calm attitude before, he leaned crookedly beside the plum tree branch, his eyes were lazy, his expression was unruly, his clothes were ripped loose, and he dressed in white clothes like a beggar.

All in all, his temperament is quite different from his identity, his words and deeds are extremely rude, and his posture is indescribable.

At this moment, a virtual panel suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, with two lines of words floating on it:

[The plot of the next chapter:

Shen Tang joined the Unfeeling Sect, and went down the mountain together with his eldest disciple Zhi Lingxie and his younger disciple Ji He to eliminate demons. 】

Before Lu Ming could speak, another icy mechanical voice sounded in his head, with a little crispness of human voice.

System: "The apprenticeship story of this chapter is not over yet, please go back and continue."

Lu Ming: "Go to hell."

system:"……"

Yes, Lu Ming is a glorious book traveler. According to international practice, he comes with a portable system. One day after waking up, he came to this book world and became the master of the young protagonist. But the more fucking thing is, He has not read the book.

There is no God's perspective, the plot cannot be predicted, and he is still a supporting role. The only aura is that the system will remind him of the main plot of the next chapter, but there is only one chapter.Because the system said that this book is still being serialized.

Luming: "..."

There are so many slots that I don't know where to start.

Now the plot of the whole book has just come to the point where the protagonist Shen Tang worships as a teacher, less than one-third, but Lu Ming did not expect that there will be so many obstacles just to ask for a teacher, and the whole process in the hall is like sitting on pins and needles. Don't want to go back.

The system tried to reason with him: "Before the main plot is completed, random actions will change the plot of the next chapter."

Lu Ming took a sip: "Didn't you see that I almost suffocated to death in there just now. Admiralty Ziming involves spoilers, so don't let me tell you, if I hadn't been quick in my wits, I would have fucked up already, and it's my turn." Come and set up the next chapter for me."

System: "You performed very well just now, please go back and try again."

Lu Ming rubbed his face with his hands: "It's just accepting an apprentice, none of the grandsons cooperate, even dare not listen to the words of the suzerain, I will smash them sooner or later."

System: "Your plot is going very well, please go back and make persistent efforts."

Luming: "Are you a repeater?"

"...What repeater?"

Lu Ming shuddered, turned around abruptly, and saw Ji He, his official CP disciple, standing beside a clump of green bamboos, watching him quietly.

At this time, the system suddenly said: "Attention, attention. The hidden plot is triggered: Luming and Jihe have a relationship crisis because of the protagonist. Please complete it carefully."

Luming: Oh, okay.