Be a backer for young villains! [Transmigration Book]

Without the help of the system, Tang Leshan barely drew with Hongyan.

Tang Leshan himself was quite satisfied, but Hong Yan scolded him, telling him to fight and not to embarrass the Jindan cultivator.

Tang Leshan said in his heart that it was less than a year since he died in the line of duty, and he was already very good at fighting with swords, okay?

So he ignored Hongyan's words and returned to Changqing Peak contentedly.

Theoretically speaking, when Tang Leshan entered the Jindan stage, he would go to the inner sect to give lectures like other direct disciples.Tang Leshan can also take this opportunity to get acquainted with other personal disciples and inner disciples, and further infiltrate Lingyunzong.

But Master Shangguan didn't take the usual way, holding the wine gourd, Yi Bo Yuntian said: "What are you talking about, you are still dissatisfied with a bottle, let them go about their own work, you can practice with peace of mind!"

Tang Leshan: "..."

For a moment, he didn't know whether Master was helping him or hurting him.

But since the master spoke, Tang Leshan followed suit and practiced on the mountain.

Entering meditation again, Tang Leshan can better understand the difference between Jindan monks.

He can see inside.

His consciousness can not only look outward, but also look in, like a miniature high-definition camera, allowing him to clearly see his meridians, blood vessels, and organs...

A little shocking, and a little fun.

He saw his golden elixir, a round and jade-like ball with a shimmer of gold, hanging in his body, slowly turning.

He also went to the Sea of ​​Consciousness, where he saw the Lingtai.

It turned out that the space of the sea of ​​consciousness is so large, the altar is like a simple square table placed in the sea of ​​consciousness, he stepped forward and touched the table with his fingertips.

The hand was smooth and warm, and with a light swipe, it was like scratching the tender meat at the tip of his heart. Tang Leshan's legs softened and he almost knelt down.

Ok.

This table cannot be touched.

Tang Leshan withdrew his hand, walked a few steps, and sat down on the spot.

Cultivation still needs to be practiced. He calmed down, stopped looking around, and used his body to sense the movement of spiritual energy.

"Uncle, it's time to eat."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from my ear.

Tang Leshan frowned, something seemed wrong.

"Uncle, don't sleep, the sun is about to enter your bed, uncle, uncle? Uncle!"

Tang Leshan opened his eyes suddenly, it was his own voice!

Tang Leshan's heart was beating like a drum, and the scene in front of him shocked him even more. What is the sea of ​​knowledge, what is the Lingtai, he is clearly standing in a modern home, holding a rice spoon, and calling Uncle Wen to get up to eat!

But Uncle Wen won't hear it anymore, because this is the scene of Uncle Wen's death!

"Uncle!" Tang Leshan took two steps back in fear, froze for two seconds in disbelief, then hurried out to find his cell phone, and dialed 120 tremblingly.

The medical staff came quickly, and after some rescue, they informed Tang Leshan that the patient had passed away.

"Impossible, impossible," Tang Leshan heard himself say, "He doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, has no bad habits, his body has always been strong, and he has done more pull-ups than me, no..."

"Sir, calm down." The medical staff tried to comfort them softly.

"Impossible!" Tang Leshan suddenly turned up his voice, and his whole body trembled.

However, after the words fell, he ran out of the bedroom, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lit it several times before finally lighting it up.

After smoking about half a cigarette, the ash fell directly to the floor, and he managed to regain his composure and returned to the bedroom.

"Sorry," he told the medical staff, "I didn't mean to, what do I do now?"

He was still in a mess, his brain was a mess, and he didn't know what to do next.

At this time, the electronic voice sounded:

[Host, please stay awake and be firm! 】

The cold and ruthless electronic sound instantly stripped Tang Leshan of his thoughts, he was shocked and found himself immersed in the past.

He watched himself follow the instructions of the medical staff to inform the family members, prepare for the funeral, and kept telling himself to calm down, it was over, it was all over.

In his broken thoughts, the picture rippled, gradually blurred, and finally disappeared.

He returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

【Ding!Points +10]

【what happened?How can I hallucinate?It's too real, just like the past. 】

Tang Leshan asked about the system while looking around. He looked inside, but he didn't see where the system was.

【Host, that might be your demon. 】

Tang Leshan:?

Demon again?

He wanted to ask Master Shangguan before, but was interrupted by Hongyan, and he forgot about it.At this moment, I thought of it, could it be that the demons in my heart are things that I can't let go of?

Tang Leshan felt that he had some vague ideas, and before he could think about it, he heard a sentence:

"The hill."

"!"

Tang Leshan jumped up straight away, looking at the person who was talking to him in shock.

"……uncle?"

Why is Uncle Wen in his sea of ​​consciousness!

"Ang." Uncle Wen didn't seem surprised, he sat on the floor familiarly, turned to look at Tang Leshan and asked, "How are you doing here?"

"..."

In a word, Tang Leshan almost burst into tears.

He hastily took a deep breath, told himself that this was also an illusion, and then answered Uncle Wen with a smile: "I'm fine."

Uncle Wen nodded and grinned.

Uncle Wen was strong when he was young, but he neglected to exercise after retirement, so he looked a lot fatter.Once a person is fat, he looks kind, and his smile is not as scary as before.

He still looked at Tang Leshan, and said with a smile: "Then I'm relieved, the breakfast you made was said to be delicious, but unfortunately I didn't eat it, it's a pity."

"Stop talking about Uncle!" Tang Leshan couldn't hold back his tears, and every word Uncle Wen said jumped on his teardrops.

He simply said bluntly: "Uncle Wen, why are you here? Do you know where this is?"

"I know." Uncle Wen said familiarly, "This is your knowledge of the sea. Xiaoshan is a golden core monk. Congratulations, but there is no date yet, you have to hurry up..."

"Stop!" Tang Leshan stopped Uncle Wen in time, pressed his temples and turned his back to Uncle Wen, thinking silently: "Illusion, illusion, illusion..."

Opening his eyes again, Tang Leshan returned to the dormitory with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He got it.

The so-called inner demon is not a "demon" itself, but a force that hinders people's cultivation.

What he couldn't let go of was the death of Uncle Wen and Uncle Wen, so Uncle Wen appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness and became his demon.

But Uncle Wen, who killed Qiandao, became a demon, and even urged him to find a partner.

This also makes him how to practice!

The heart demon really lives up to its reputation!

Xing Lian sat in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In his previous life, his Dao heart was to be an upright person and find his own foothold.The obsession is so deep that his demons keep interfering with him, telling him "it can't be done", and he still has a long way to go.

Later, he fell into the way of demons, his heart was broken, and the demons in his heart were gone. He himself was a demon, which made people frightened.

The past flashed through Xing Lian's mind, and he stared at the floating sword in Lingtai Mountain.

This "Jian Qiannian" once accompanied him to slaughter the Three Realms, and he has never seen blood in this life.

In this life, he is clean, he has not yet had a heart of Taoism, and he has not yet had a heart demon, so naturally he has no chance to summon "Jian Qiannian".

Maybe there is a chance, but he didn't want to kill him.

Xing Lian thought of Cao Che. If there was no Tang Leshan, how would he feel when he saw Cao Che again?

Should, still kill the other party.

Xing Lian raised the corners of his lips slightly, and when he thought of Tang Leshan, his heart became soft and calm, even "Je Qian Nian" was not so murderous.

Looks like it has no chance of ever seeing the light of day again.

Xing Lian closed his eyes and returned to the bedroom.As soon as he came out of samadhi, he met Tang Leshan's eyes.

"Ah Lian." Tang Leshan's expression was complicated, and he was about to cry, "My inner demon is a little strange."

"what happened?"

Xing Lian guessed that it had something to do with Uncle Wen.

But Tang Leshan's expression was distorted for a long time, and he just avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "It's nothing, I just can't calm down. Come, come, come take a bath with me, I will feel relieved after washing."

"it is good."

Xing Lian got out of bed as he said, but didn't ask any further questions.

The real Shangguan did not let Tang Leshan go to give lectures, but it did not mean that Tang Leshan was not allowed to run errands.After a few days, she found an errand for Tang Leshan.

Let Tang Leshan go down the mountain to buy her wine.

"Forget worry."

Before leaving, Shangguan Zhenren emphasized: "It's not 'Worriless', nor 'Wangqing', it's 'Wangyou', don't buy it wrong!"

Tang Leshan was ready to go, heard the words and retorted: "Master, you've arrived just by shrinking the ground into an inch, why do you want me to go?"

He practiced in Uncle Wen's "Why don't you have a date" and "Hurry up and find a partner" every day, and endured the pain that a monk shouldn't have to bear. Buying wine for the master is a chance to relax.

But he just had to say something.

"Experience, experience," Shangguan Daoist threw Tang Leshan a pack of Lingshi, "Come on, I'm going to Wuji Palace to drink...tea."

Tang Leshan grabbed the Lingshi and muttered in a low voice: "The other elders are still busy investigating the matter of the devil's fetus, Master, you are too idle."

"What do you know, as long as I make sure I don't become a demon, I'm helping everyone." Shangguan Daoist threw another bag of spirit stones, "Go, go, go."

Tang Leshan: "Okay."

Being short-staffed, he happily accepted the money, and he really didn't talk nonsense.

"Let's go, Ah Lian," Tang Leshan called Xing Lian immediately, "Go with the money."

Tang Leshan has been here for so long, and only the elders of the Zizai Pavilion took him to visit the towns of the cultivation world. This is the first time he has explored by himself.

So I couldn't help being excited on the road, and kept nagging Xing Lian endlessly: "Ah Lian, let's eat something good today."

"Ah Lian, take the money, I'm afraid I'll spend it indiscriminately."

"Ah Lian, Master doesn't care anyway, let's stay for one night?"

"Ah Lian..."

If it had been in the past, Xing Lian would have been impatient long ago.But now he is in a different state of mind, he can be patient and calm no matter what Tang Leshan says.

Their destination was a small city called "City of Flowers". Although it was within the jurisdiction of the Lingyun Sect, it was relatively peripheral.

Therefore, fish and dragons are mixed in the city, and there are all kinds of people.

Those ordinary people who failed to enter the immortal gate lived in similar cities, using spirit stones as currency, and lived a life similar to that of the human world.

The task given by the real Shangguan is to ask Tang Leshan to buy back all the "Wangyou" in Huazhongcheng.

So as soon as Tang Leshan and Xing Lian arrived, they went to buy wine first.

Different from the human world, people here know a lot about monks. Tang Leshan encountered almost no obstacles. He quickly went around the taverns in the city and cleared all the stores' inventory.

"Ah, free!"

After completing the task, Tang Leshan felt comfortable physically and mentally: "Let's go, let's go shopping!"

Huazhongcheng was busier than he expected, with row upon row of shops, bustling roadsides, jugglers, and sellers. According to the law of Xiuzhenwen, treasures can be found when you go to the market, so Tang Leshan is full of energy, and there is a chance to see everything.

"Ah Lian, let's play that!"

The most eye-catching thing along the street is a big turntable.

The turntable was as high as three people, and it was erected in the center of the downtown area. You only need five ninth-grade spirit stones to go around it.

There are 99 areas on the turntable, representing 99 kinds of prizes, much like a lottery game.

On the surface, you can't see what the prizes are, but there are many people watching, the price is not expensive, and the turntable keeps spinning.

Xing Lian lost his temper and obediently agreed: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Tang Leshan squeezed him into the crowd and said loudly, "Boss, come here twenty times!"

He spoke so boldly that the onlookers all looked at him appreciatively.

Then he looked at Xing Lian with bright eyes, urging Xing Lian to pay with his eyes.

Xing Lian: "..."

What else can be done.

Xing Lian silently took out the spirit stone, they don't have much, but it is enough for Tang Leshan to dominate the roadside stall.

However, after handing over the Lingshi, Tang Leshan pushed Xing Lian forward: "Go, Ah Lian, let me see if you play!"

The boss smiled all over his face: "Try your luck, brother, you are so handsome, you should be lucky! But you can't use fairy magic!"

Xing Lian has already noticed that the turntable is equipped with a mechanism, which can shield the aura and prevent monks from tampering.

It was just a trick, Xing Lian didn't take it seriously, stepped forward and turned the turntable.

"call!"

The rotation of the turntable brought a gust of wind, and the wooden pointer shook and recorded, and when the turntable stopped slowly, it pointed to a word:

"null."

"Ugh!"

"Is there something wrong with your turntable?"

"Yeah, everyone goes to 'empty'!"

The onlookers raised dissatisfied questions, and the boss changed his face and scolded: "What nonsense! It's pure luck, who is to blame for bad luck!"

The crowd booed, the boss snorted, and turned to Xing Lian: "Brother, continue?"

"Continue!" Tang Leshan decided for Xing Lian.

Xing Lian naturally didn't see any fun in this thing, but Tang Leshan asked him to turn it around, so he turned it around.

So the following process is simple and simple:

"call!"

"null."

"call!"

"null."

Xing Lian seemed to be really out of luck, 99 grids, he turned more than a dozen times in a row, all of them were "empty".

When it was finally the last round, Tang Leshan rolled up his sleeves: "I'll do it!"

It's time to test luck!

Tang Leshan walked up to the turntable, and asked Xing Lian, "Which one do you want, Ah Lian? I'll turn it for you!"

Hearing this, although the boss was still smiling, he could obviously sneer, and the onlookers started booing and helped Xing Lian choose:

"I want the first prize! The first prize is good!"

"Top three! One of the top three!"

Everyone watching the excitement doesn't think it's a big deal, they have everything to say, but Xing Lian was not so excited, and said calmly: "You can do whatever you want, I don't choose."

"Success!" Tang Leshan moved his shoulders and climbed the turntable with great momentum.

"Let's go!" He shouted himself and pushed the turntable vigorously.The turntable whirred under his strength, much faster than Xing Lian!

"Look!"

"Slow down, slow down!"

"Do you have!"

"It's getting closer to 'empty', it's getting closer, it's getting closer..."

As the rotation speed of the turntable slowed down, everyone focused on the pointer, nervously waiting for the result.

"Gah, gah, gah."

The turntable beeped three times and finally stopped.

"Jackpot!"

"It's actually the first prize!"

"Young master, good luck!"

Tang Leshan also kept looking up at the pointer, only then did he look back at Xing Lian, and raised his chin happily.

"Look, I'm still amazing."

Xing Lian's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he smiled knowingly at Tang Leshan's expression.

But just halfway through the smile, his expression suddenly froze.

A gust of wind blew past him, and the Qiankun bag was gone!

Of course Tang Leshan also saw it, and immediately shouted: "Thief!"

The thief was so fast that he passed by like the wind and disappeared.

"He is invisible." Xing Lian said.

"Little bunny."

Tang Leshan gritted his teeth angrily.He is poor enough!Hitting workers must not lose money!

"Boss, wait, I'll go catch the thief first!" Tang Leshan dragged Xing Lian away, the crowd was distracting, which affected his performance.

"...How about I wait here." Xing Lian felt wrong and wanted to stay where he was.

"No." Tang Leshan resolutely said loudly, "You are not allowed to leave my sight."

"..." Xing Lian's eyes drooped, looking at Tang Leshan, who was pulling his wrist.Tang Leshan's body temperature touched that small piece of skin, making it hot and warm.

Xing Lian stopped talking and was willing to follow along.

When they were out of sight of the crowd, Tang Leshan used a small spell to locate the Qiankun bag.He is a Golden Core cultivator now, so he doesn't need to use the tracking card anymore.

Only they can open their Qiankun Bags, and unless their cultivation level is higher than theirs, it will be useless for outsiders to take them away.

"I found it!"

Tang Leshan and Xing Lian also played a trick to disappear in place, teleporting to the alley where the thief was.Tang Leshan grabbed the thief and pushed him to the ground.

"Dog, how dare you steal your grandpa's money!" Tang Leshan snatched back the Qiankun bag, no surprise, the thief couldn't open it.

"Grandpa, spare your life, grandpa, spare your life!" The thief was very cooperative, and burst into tears immediately, "The little one is just eating, and the little one will never dare again!"

If it is a normal society, if you catch a thief, you must report it to the authorities.However, there is no official government in the realm of comprehension, and different regions have different jurisdictions.Hua Zhongcheng belongs to Lingyun Sect, and there is an "office" of Lingyun Sect.

But the "office" is only responsible for the purchase and transportation of some materials, and supervises that there will be no major disturbances in the city, such as petty theft, no one cares.

Tang Leshan didn't know how to deal with the thief, so he let go, and reprimanded him with a fierce face:

"You have hands and feet to make a living! Do you want to die when you meet a powerful monk?"

What he said was the truth, even if a thief was killed, no one would care.

"Yes, yes, yes," the thief nodded and bowed, "Grandpa's lesson is that I will never do it again. I have a good thing here, so I honor grandpa."

Hearing this, Tang Leshan wanted to roll his eyes. The thieves he caught in modern times also said "never do it again".

He didn't want the thief's things, but the thief held his purse and stuffed it into his arms. He had no choice but to take a half step back, and the thief just "bang" and disappeared.

"This guy!" Tang Leshan understood at a glance, this is a repeat offender!

Xing Lian caught the purse in time, squeezed it, and said, "Go back and look at the turntable."

"Fuck!" Tang Leshan suddenly realized, and hurried back to the center of the market with Xing Lian.

Where is the shadow of the turntable and the boss, such a large device, it just disappeared.

"As for it!" Tang Leshan was stunned. Isn't it the same as the park ring!Is this also worth using "snapshots"?And he is a Golden Core cultivator after all, so he was fooled by others!

Isn't it said that there are adventures in comprehension texts!

fraud!

Xing Lian had expected it a long time ago, but he was not annoyed, and handed the purse with a smile: "It's still a little rewarding."

People come and go in the market, and the crowd who gathered here just now have dispersed.

Tang Leshan took the purse, opened it, and found a spell inside.

"...I don't understand." Tang Leshan handed the spell to Xing Lian.

Xing Lian was suddenly happy.

"It's a gadget of the demons," he said, "it's called the 'Truth Curse'. Those who fall under the curse can hear other people's voices within a certain period of time."

Tang Leshan:? ? ?

What tasteless function?

Who would put a curse on others so that others could hear their hearts?Besides, there is no need to cast a curse on yourself, a monk with a high cultivation base will search for souls, and a monk with a low cultivation base cannot draw such a curse.

"It's boring."

Tang Leshan was very disgusted and wanted to throw it away, but he was afraid of polluting the environment, so after thinking about it, he had to put it away.

"Let's go, find a place to eat."

Being deceived by "feelings", I have to eat something good to appease myself.

Xing Lian: "Yes."

Tang Leshan was more interested in eating, so he immediately regained his energy and looked around to find a shop.

"Just that one, that one looks bigger!" He pointed to the distance and walked away.

Xing Lian had no objection and followed naturally.The two were not in a hurry, and walked towards the restaurant side by side.

Unexpectedly, after walking tens of meters, Tang Leshan casually glanced into the alley, and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Still lying down.

"Ah Lian." Tang Leshan stopped, "Does the one on the ground look like Han Qing to you?"

"It's not like." Xing Lian also saw it, but he didn't want to care about it, and continued to walk indifferently.

"Go and have a look." Tang Leshan turned directly into the alley.

"It's really Han Qing!"

Because the other party fell deep in the alley, Tang Leshan didn't see clearly at first, and only saw his face when he got closer.

Han Qing was half leaning against the wall, his clothes were dirty, blood was on the corners of his lips, and his face was bruised.

"Brother Han! Brother Han!" Tang Leshan squatted in front of Han Qing, trying to wake him up.

He still had some refreshing pills in his Qiankun bag. Seeing that Han Qing was still awake, Tang Leshan took them out, squeezed Han Qing's chin, and stuffed them into Han Qing's mouth.

The elixir melted in the mouth, and the taste was cold and irritating. Han Qing was finally awakened by the smoke.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Han Qing coughed as soon as he woke up, and Tang Leshan quickly patted him on the back.

"Brother Han, what's the matter with you? What happened?"

Okay, why did you faint in Huazhongcheng?

Han Qing clutched his chest and managed to get his breath out. When he squinted at Tang Leshan, his expression became even uglier.

"I'm fine." Han Qing supported the ground with one hand and stood up shaking.

Tang Leshan supported Han Qing to prevent him from falling.As a result, after Han Qing stood up straight, he decisively swung Tang Leshan away.

"I don't need your help." Han Qing walked out of the alley slowly with a hoarse voice.

Tang Leshan was bewildered, and following Han Qing said:

"Brother Han, where are you going? You are injured, Han Qing!"

Han Qing turned a deaf ear and walked out of the alley without looking back.Tang Leshan was confused, then turned his head and found that Xing Lian was walking in the opposite direction.

"Ah Lian, why are you going?" Tang Leshan couldn't care about Han Qing anymore, and immediately went after Xing Lian.

Xing Lian pretended not to hear, and kept walking forward.

The good mood of the day is completely ruined!

"Ah Lian, Ah Lian, what's the matter with you, Ah Lian?"

Tang Leshan followed Xing Lian, he could see that Xing Lian was angry, but why was he angry?

Xing Lian suddenly braked to a stop, Tang Leshan walked out inertially, and then retreated immediately.

Seeing Xing Lian's chest heaving twice like luck, he glared at Tang Leshan and said, "Why are you being so nice to him? Has he ever given you a good look?"

Oops, after saying this, he is even angrier than before!

Can't wait to call out "Jue Qiannian" and chop off Han Qing's white-eyed wolf!

"He's not bad by nature, but he has a weird temper." Tang Leshan said with a smile, "Isn't he injured? Help him if you can."

Han Qing was able to sacrifice his life to save Xiaoshuang back then, but Tang Leshan never thought he was bad.

But after hearing this, Xing Lian took a deep breath and became even more depressed!

He couldn't help sneering: "he was injured, does it have anything to do with you?"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Tang Leshan and continued walking.

Tang Leshan: "???"

Is the angle of anger so strange for adolescent children?

"Ah Lian, wait for me, Ah Lian!"

Tang Leshan had no choice but to step forward to catch up.Whoever coaxes the child, what can I do?

The author has something to say: Don't worry, I have special growing up skills, hahaha Ah Lian will realize what he wants!

ps: Remember that Lingtai, and "wipe the table" later. (Did everyone understand the heart demon? Uncle Wen is not resurrected, but has become a mysterious force that hinders Tang Tang's cultivation!)

感谢在2021-08-1107:10:21~2021-08-1207:26:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!