After being forced to whitewash the villain [Transmigration Book]

Shen Jimo put on his trousers, and for a moment he thought of making fun of it, and walked up to Feng Qiyu, "What kind of scent? Are you talking about my urine?" He felt disgusted by his own words, thinking that the little villain must be disgusting too Yes, he was immediately reminded by the system voice, "The favorability of the villain will be reduced by [-]." Shen Jimo's heart trembled when he heard it.

He's fine in the future, so don't tease the villain!

Feng Qiyu's face was dark, and she didn't take this matter to heart, but saw the bandage on Shen Jimo's chest, which was bright red, and couldn't help laughing: "The wicked will have their own evil." This was for Shen Jimo, It was also for him to hear, but the difference between them is that even if the sky wants to destroy him, he can change his fate against the sky, while Shen Jimo is just a grain of sand in his mortal world.

After about a month of recuperation, Shen Jimo's injury is almost healed, and it seems that the day when Master said to take him to Hehuanzong is coming.Because of Feng Qiyu's attack last time, Shen Jimo has always had a lump in his heart. As the author of the original work, he doesn't know who this person is.For the sake of safety, he thought about it and found two juniors, and said to them earnestly, "Do you want to go to Hehuan Sect with seniors?"

"Think!" Shang Luo looked at him with wide eyes and hopeful expression, full of anticipation.

Shen Jimo loves to look at Shang Luo's eyes, regardless of Feng Qiyu's willingness, he drags the two of them out happily, Luo Qingchen is waiting for them in front of the mountain gate!

This time, he was still walking against the wind. Compared with the feeling of facing the wind for the first time, Shen Jimo was much calmer this time, but he still couldn't help being curious and looked down.

By the time the four of them actually arrived in front of the Hehuan Sect, it was already evening.When Luo Qingchen handed the invitation to the disciple who was guarding the gate, the disciple was obviously stunned for a while, and then he realized that he blushed, accepted the invitation with both hands, and bowed to Luo Qingchen, "It turned out to be the Qingchen Xianjun, and I have lost my way, so please don't blame the Xianjun."

Luo Qingchen had no intention of saying polite words, but shook his head slightly.

"Four distinguished guests, please come with this disciple." The disciple made a gesture of invitation, and waited for Luo Qingchen to walk in front before following, leading them the way.

The Hehuan Sect is located in the center of Yuezhou City. Unlike other sects, their sect never accepts male disciples, so all disciples in their sect are female cultivators.It was built in the downtown area, and its cultivation method is a bit different from other sects. It relies on double cultivation with men to improve its own cultivation, so its reputation has not been very good in the cultivation world.But secretly, some disciples from other sects would still choose to seek a woman from the Hehuan Sect to practice the method of dual cultivation in order to take shortcuts, or when they reached a bottleneck in their cultivation, so as to achieve a breakthrough. Therefore, in many other sects, there will also be It is common to see disciples of the Hehuan Sect.For example, Yi Huan, the proud disciple of Master Xun Huan this time, is a rare spiritual body, and it is also the body of dual cultivation that many immortals dream of. There are not a few people who have a hundred birthdays.

Shen Jimo followed behind Luo Qingchen, looking around curiously along the way, feeling extremely excited.

That disciple was also very polite, and he never forgot to introduce them to the road conditions whenever he went. It was not until he led them into a remote courtyard that the disciple bowed and stood sideways, "Sovereign Zhixian Jun Xijing , so I chose this courtyard specially for Xianjun, I wonder if Xianjun is still satisfied?"

Luo Qingchen just casually glanced at the courtyard, then nodded lightly, "Very good, I'm sorry."

The disciple raised his eyes to look at Luo Qingchen, blushed again, hurriedly lowered his head and said hurriedly: "It's good that the lord likes it, if there is nothing wrong, the disciple will leave first." As she spoke, she pointed at the person in front of the courtyard. The bell continued: "From now on, if the Immortal Lord has something to ask his disciple, he will ring the bell, and the disciple will come over when he hears it."

Luo Qingchen followed her fingertips and nodded again.

The disciple signaled, bowed his head and backed out.

Shangcai just had another day's journey, Shen Jimo was already exhausted, after saying goodbye to Luo Qingchen, he went back to the room assigned to him by his master, and fell asleep soundly.

"Chirp..."

In the middle of the night, Shen Jimo was woken up by a bird-like sound. When he got up, he didn't forget to look out the window. He didn't know if he saw it. He was startled when he saw it!He unexpectedly saw Luo Qingchen standing in the courtyard, surrounded by a group of butterflies, with a white halo all over his body, looking at the moonlight in the sky without blinking, wondering what he was thinking.

This... what's the situation?

Shen Jimo was puzzled, got out of bed and came to the courtyard, waited for all the butterflies surrounding Luo Qingchen to disperse before opening his mouth cautiously: "Master?"

Luo Qingchen was slightly stunned, his eyes slowly fell on his face, and then he looked sideways.

Only then did Shen Jimo realize that not only him, but even Shang Luo had come out and was with him at the moment, looking at Luo Qingchen curiously.

Luo Qingchen didn't seem to be bumped into by them by accident, but raised his eyes to look at the distant mountain, and said with a flick of the whisk: "Follow me." After speaking, Tenglong rose up and flew up to the clouds.

This sudden movement made Shen Jimo's mind go blank, he instinctively stretched out his hand to grab Luo Qingchen's clothes, and when he realized, Master's clothes were already crumpled by him.

Scratching his cheek embarrassingly, Shen Jimo stammered: "That, that..."

"No problem." Luo Qingchen frowned unobtrusively, flicked the wrinkled clothes, and flew straight to the top of the mountain.

Shen Jimo hurriedly stabilized his body, and when he lowered his head, he realized that Shang Luo was also there, staring at the mountain that Luo Qingchen was about to go against the wind.

that mountain...

Shen Jimo followed his gaze and remembered, isn't that mountain the place where the Hehuan sect planted the divine grass?Can't help but be surprised!He hurriedly said: "Master!" But he regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. The elder brother in the original book has never been to the Acacia Sect, so how would he know the mountain where the Acacia Sect planted the divine grass?If this is said, wouldn't it be revealed?

But fortunately, Luo Qingchen didn't pay attention to his yelling, and concentrated on guarding against the wind. On the contrary, Shang Luo looked at him curiously, and asked, "What's wrong, senior brother?"

"No, it's okay..." Shen Jimo smiled awkwardly, and looked at the mountain with some guilt.

When the three of them arrived in the mountain, Luo Qingchen only lightly flicked the whisk, and the disciples guarding the mountain fell down one by one, and they didn't even have time to see Luo Qingchen's face clearly.

Shen Jimo looked at the Hehuan Sect disciple who was lying on the ground with some shame, stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Qingchen's sleeve, and asked in a small statement: "What is Master doing here?"

Luo Qingchen did not hide from him, pointed at the divine grass surrounded by spiritual power, and said lightly: "I came here for it." While speaking, he hooked his fingers, and saw that the divine grass was about to fall into his hands , but suddenly there was a gust of evil wind.

Shen Jimo felt something cool passing by his neck, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a young man in Tsing Yi holding the two divine grasses in his hands, curling his lips evilly ,"Thanks."

He was about to run away after speaking, how could Luo Qingchen let him do what he wanted?

When Luo Qingchen flicked the whisk in his hand, the whisk seemed to be given life suddenly, and suddenly grew wildly, attacking the boy from all directions.

The young man was slightly taken aback, and quickly jumped away to dodge, but Luo Qingchen's speed was extremely fast, and within a short while, he tied the young man firmly to a tree.

The young man refused to accept it, and hurriedly shouted at him: "Let me go, you are a dignified generation of immortals, the leader of the cultivation world, and you actually united with your disciples to attack a powerless little demon. If you spread the word, you won't be afraid of being laughed at! "

Hearing this, Shen Jimo was speechless for a while. When did he make a move?

However, Luo Qingchen didn't care about his words, but hooked his hands at the young man, and the divine grass that was held in the young man's hand fell into his hands firmly.

Seeing this, the boy hurriedly said, "Ah! My god grass!"

Luo Qingchen ignored him, but turned the divine grass into two pills, one for Shang Luo and the other for Shen Jimo, raising his eyes slightly, "Eat it, I wish you a great spirit open."

Shen Jimo and Shang Luo looked at each other, reached out to take the elixir, but did not swallow it in a hurry.

The divine grass of the Albizia Sect needs to be nourished by spiritual power from time to time, and only one will grow every hundred years, and the establishment of the Albizia Sect is less than 300 years old, and it is difficult to nourish these two divine grasses, just like that. I took it, but Shen Jimo always felt that something was wrong, so he deliberately dissuaded him: "Master, it's not good for us to steal other people's things like this!" He asked carefully, but Luo Qingchen said: "This lord can rely on his ability. How can you call it a thief?"

Shen Jimo: "..."

But if you don't ask yourself, it's stealing...

Shen Jimo hesitated.

Seeing that they were still not swallowing, the boy struggled and shouted: "If you don't want it, give it to me! I want it!"

If he hadn't been tied up, Shen Jimo would have suspected that he could pounce on him at any time.

Luo Qingchen also seemed to have seen through his thoughts, his eyes darkened slightly, and he was still cold, "Tomorrow, the Japanese Venerable will give a generous gift to Yue Xunhuan as an exchange for these two divine grasses. "

Hearing this, Shen Jimo became more at ease, and put away the pill with peace of mind.

Luo Qingchen looked at him in surprise, "You don't want to eat?"

On the contrary, Shang Luo understood him better, and suddenly handed him the elixir in his hand, "Brother, do you want to give this to your brother? Then give mine to my brother!"

Looking at his big harmless eyes, Shen Jimo's heart was so soft that he stretched out his hand to touch Shang Luo's head and smiled and said, "Keep yours for yourself! Senior brother has it." He shook his hand With the pill in his hand, he raised his head and swallowed it.

Seeing that he had swallowed it, Shang Luo smiled with satisfaction, raised his head, and swallowed his elixir.

Seeing that the two elixirs had entered the other person's mouth, the young man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but wailed, and instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared in front of them.

Luo Qingchen didn't feel the young man's malice, so he didn't chase after him. He rose against the wind again and brought the two of them back to the courtyard.

From far away, Shen Jimo smelled a very strong smell of blood, and couldn't help but suddenly recalled the scene of the night Feng Qiyu was attacked, and suddenly felt his heart tighten, and hurriedly ran to the courtyard, "Qi Yu! "