Improper Master of Transmigration

"Did you see, this formation is only missing you, and the most important position is reserved for you."

After bringing Mu Zijian back, Ding Chang'an became even more angry. He grabbed his hair and made him look up at the twelve disciples who had been hung on the formation by him.

"They dared to ask you to lure me out, they must have left something on you, Mu Zilian, how could I let you succeed?"

Using forbidden techniques to search Mu Zilian's whole body, as expected, he saw the messenger leaf with Yin Nanmo's unique imprint.

Every immortal cultivator who has cultivated to the level of an immortal teacher will have a communication leaf that belongs exclusively to him. This leaf only listens to the words of the master, or only listens to the words of those who are allowed by the master.

I have followed Yin Nanmo for so many years and have never seen him, but this person in front of me actually has Yin Nanmo's exclusive summoning leaf.

The forbidden technique could easily disintegrate or even destroy this leaf, but Ding Chang'an, who took it out of Mu Zixian's body, was not willing to destroy it, and carefully placed it in his palm.

Mu Zixian naturally saw the leaf and knew what it was. Now that Ding Changan took it out, it would be difficult for Yin Nanmo and the others to find him, so they could only rely on themselves.

Looking at the twelve immortal cultivators, although each of them lacked sanity, but relying on Yin Nanmo's previous teaching, Mu Zilian could feel that they were still alive.

"I really hate that no one can witness how I tortured you."

Ding Chang'an, who held the leaf tightly in his palm, looked at the person who was pulled by his hair and pushed him to the ground, thinking about his pleasure when his screams sounded.

The more I think about it, the more excited I become, and the more I think about it, the more I can't wait.

The highest part of the sacrificial formation is empty, which is reserved for Mu Zijian. That place is more painful and painful than other places. In Ding Chang'an's view, it is the best place for Mu Zijian.

Yin Nanmo, who could still feel his own messenger leaf, suddenly cut off contact with him, which made Yin Nanmo, who was already full of worries, even more confused.

"Nanmo, calm down, don't..."

"Incompetent bungler."

Zhao Yangshu, who came over after receiving the news, looked at the three people whose faces were full of panic, and frowned.

"Do you have a way? You have a way and let Zixian lure him!"

Yin Nanmo didn't look like an immortal teacher now, seeing the cynicism of the visitor, he rushed forward and grabbed his collar and yelled at him.

Shen Juanhao and Qin Qian who followed were about to pull him away, but Zhao Yangshu raised his hand to stop him.

"Even if you kill me now, it won't help, it's just a chance of winning if you lose one cost."

Zhao Yangshu looked at Yin Nanmo with a cold face, the Immortal Master Yin in front of him was not at all the same person as the person he fought against back then.

"Nanmo, we have to trust Zilian."

Of course, Shan Yunyin and Qin Jian are also anxious, but now, there is no other way except for Mu Zilian to contact them.

"Mu Zixian, I will take your power to help me succeed and take good care of Yin Nanmo."

Before hoisting Mu Zijian to the formation, Ding Changan had a slightly twitching smile on his lips. Mu Zijian struggled to no avail, and could only feel the black circle around his neck tightening gradually.

Ding Chang'an stood at the bottom of the middle of the formation, slowly absorbing this power that could help him become above ten thousand people.

"Close your eyes and concentrate."

When he was about to suffocate, Mu Zixian heard a voice in his body talking to him.

"Mu? Muzi title?"

Mu Zixian was a little unsure, but in this situation, only he could talk to himself in his own body.

"It's me, don't think so much, concentrate on it."

These days when I don't know what is blocking me, although I don't have perception, I don't have the ability to talk to this person, but I can rely on Mu Zixian's memory to understand what happened.

Inexplicably breaking through the seal today, Mu Zilian knew in his heart that it must be time for him to be needed.

After listening to his words, Mu Zilian closed his eyes and concentrated, and felt an extraordinary ability.

That ability kept pouring into every inch of his skin, and Mu Zilian clearly felt that his ability was improving.

"I can only help you break through this formation. If the sacrifice is not completed, the person who made the sacrifice will be backlashed by force. You must seize this time, notify Immortal Master Yin and the others, and ensure that some of you will not be caught by Ding Chang'an."

After telling him the situation and what he was going to do, the sudden increase in cultivation really broke through the formation, and the shackles that everyone was hanging from seemed to have suddenly lost their strength, and they let everyone down.

Ding Chang'an never thought that such a thing would happen. The backlash of the failed sacrifice made him spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the people who were originally unconscious also had will, but he could only watch helplessly as Mu Zilian led them away .

It's not that Mu Zixian didn't want to take advantage of this time to find out about Ding Chang'an's life, but Mu Zixian seemed to know what he was going to do, so he immediately stopped him, and only told him to leave here as soon as possible.

Although Ding Chang'an couldn't do much for the time being due to the backlash, most of the sacrifices had been completed just now. At this time, even if they attacked him, they would not cause any damage to him.

Everyone was injured and couldn't run far at all, so they had to find a place to hide.

Seeing the original owner's ability, Mu Zixian sent Yin Nanmo the location, and asked him to notify the masters who were resting at the foot of Yuyin Mountain to save their disciples.

"Thank you for helping to find out the cause of Master's death. I know you don't belong to this place, but from now on, you will live well with everything you have."

I should have died in the first place, and the life I stole these days was just to see my revenge. Although Ding Changan is still alive, I believe that I will wait for him on Huangquan Road.

"Mu, Mu Ziyan, this body should be yours. I have taken your place. If you want to leave, you should..."

Mu Zixian didn't feel that he had stolen the time of these few days, but rather that he had usurped the right to live alone.

Even if he knew that Mu Zilian would not survive, he knew that it was not his fault.

"Fate is established, so live well. This body is yours, so I wish you happiness."

"Mu Zijian! Mu Zibian!"

It's a bit weird to pronounce it like his own name, but Mu Zixian knows that he is calling the original him.

There was no response, and everything returned to the way it was before, as if there was really only Mu Zixie in this world.

"Mu Zixian, do you really think you can escape?"

Another cry, it didn't belong to me, let alone Mu Zilian, but Ding Chang'an who had already recovered.

I don't know if he has found himself in hiding, Mu Zilian can't think about Mu Zilian who suddenly appeared now, so he can only hide and keep silent.

Feeling Ding Changan's footsteps approaching him step by step, Mu Zixian was ready to fight him to the death.

Just when Ding Chang'an took another step forward and would find himself, a fan and a sharp sword rushed towards Ding Chang'an.

In order to avoid, Ding Chang'an could only give up and move forward to avoid these two things that suddenly appeared.

"Ding Chang'an, you should have died in this seat's hands long ago."

Standing in front of Ding Chang'an was Zhao Yangshu, the owner of the fan, and everyone who planned to kill Ding Chang'an.

"Who am I? It turns out that the domain master is coming here. You said that you can send my master here. It's really boring to have to bring more of these people."

After seeing who came, Ding Chang'an knew that today must be a fierce battle, but after all, he was a person who had practiced forbidden techniques, so how could he be afraid of them.

"A daring lunatic who dares to practice forbidden techniques and harm your fellow disciples. You will be punished on the spot today."

In order to have the ability to convince the crowd in the future, the few leaders who rushed the ducks to the shelves could only bite the bullet and say to Ding Changan, who was not an opponent at all.

"You immortal cultivators just talk a lot of nonsense."

Hearing them say things against their will, Zhao Yangshu felt disgusted. Instead of talking nonsense, it's better to do it directly.

And Yin Nanmo and Qin Jian did exactly that.

The four of them fought fiercely, but those headmen who had already found their own disciples slipped away. It was a good name, and it would be a burden to stay there.

"Son, are you okay?"

Shan Yunyin and a group of medicine cultivators followed, just worried that something might happen to them, so he briefly checked Zilian's whole body, but there was no skin trauma.

"Master Shan, I'm fine."

What he said was true to Shan Yunyin, but his eyes were only on the person who was fighting.

"What do you think the odds are?"

He knew that he should trust them, but if he didn't say anything now, Mu Zixian felt that he might be so nervous that he fainted.

"With the master here, everything will be fine."

Shen Juanhao and Qin Qian were also planning to make a move, but they were ordered by Zhao Yangshu not to do anything, so they could only watch from the sidelines.

Although one more person has more chances of winning, but if the cooperation is not proper, more people will not help.

"Master!"

"Owner!"

"It's worth it to have the domain master who wants to accompany you when you die."

Originally, that move should have been aimed at Qin Jian, but Ding Changan knew that he would not be able to leave alive today, so he wanted to drag someone to die with him.

Although he thought that it was Yin Nanmo who died with him, so that Mu Zijian could die alone, but in that case, he could only fight Qin Jian.

It was conceivable that Zhao Yangshu stood in front of Qin Jian at the critical moment, and died in Yin Nanmo's hands.

Before falling into ashes, Ding Chang'an wanted to touch Yin Nanmo, but it was wishful thinking.

"you……"

Qin Jian never thought that one day he would be rescued by Zhao Yangshu, but now, it was indeed Zhao Yangshu who blocked the fatal blow for him.

The Chu Yuheng's fan in his hand was also broken, Zhao Yangshu stared at it for a long time, finally he vomited blood and laughed.

"You can live in guilt."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yangshu's hand, as well as the fan that he was desperately holding on to not let it fall, fell to the ground.

"Owner!"

Shen Juanhao and Qin Qian are like crazy. Although Zhao Yangshu is their master, as a savior, he is more like their backing pillar.

"Get out of the way, let me see."

After confirming that Mu Zijian was fine, Shan Yunyin also rushed over to check on Zhao Yangshu's situation.

Although he, Zhao Yangshu, was the master of the evil domain, and even though they were rivals, but Zhao Yangshu died to save his elder brother who is the head of the sect, and he would definitely save him.

Shen Juanhao and Qin Qian also understood that they were no match for Shan Yunyin when it came to saving people, so they obediently stepped aside.

"There is still some help. Let's take him back first. The two of you go to your evil domain to bring water chestnuts and persimmon flowers. Hurry up, there is only one stick of incense time."

As soon as Shan Yunyin finished speaking, Shen Juanhao and Qin Qian left quickly.

After returning to Yuyin Mountain, Mu Zixian, who was also concerned about Zhao Yangshu's situation, was brought back to his room by Yin Nanmo. From Yin Nanmo's point of view, although he didn't seem to have suffered any injuries, more than half of the sacrifice was completed, which must have caused him great damage. , so he was forced to rest.

The tense spirit relaxed, and Mu Zi spat out a mouthful of blood, jumping Yin Nanmo, and got up to find Shan Yunyin.

"I'm fine. The blood has been blocked and uncomfortable. Now that I vomit it out, I feel much more comfortable."

Mu Zilian, who grabbed Yin Nanmo, told him the situation, not wanting him to worry about him.

However, the person who said it was okay fell asleep in the next second, without any consciousness.

In a trance, Mu Ziyi seemed to have returned to his original world.

"Zixian, Zilian, you finally woke up."

What caught my eye was my manager and assistant, and everything around me looked like my home in the original world, which was completely different from the Xiutang sect I was supposed to be in.

"I, shouldn't I be here, in Yuyin Mountain? I should be in the Xiutang faction, and Yin Nanmo should be by my side!"

What I was most afraid of happened, I left Yuyin Mountain, I left the Xiutang Sect, and I left Yin Nanmo.

"What are you talking about? I said that the last time I fell into the water, I should have stayed in the hospital for a few more days of observation. Zixian, your Xianxiu drama was completed half a month ago, and there is no Yin Nanmo in it."

The agent's face was full of worry, wondering if he should make an appointment with a doctor for him.

Hearing what the manager said, Mu Zi panicked. Could it be that everything was a dream he had after he didn't appear in the show?Could it be that everything is really just a dream?

But this dream was too real, so real that I was completely immersed in it.

"Zixian, Zilian? I'm here, I'm here, and I'm always by your side."

Hearing a voice calling himself, Mu Zixian finally woke up from his dream, and when he opened his eyes, he sat up abruptly and looked around, just like he was when he was in the Xiutang sect.

It's not the modern look just now, Mu Zixian is a little afraid to touch anything.

Before he could recover, he was grabbed by the person behind him and lay down on the bed again.

"What? Had a nightmare?"

asked the man who held himself in his arms.

"Yin, Yin Nanmo?"

Mu Zixian couldn't believe it, and he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was a real person or a dream.

"No."

Yin Nanmo looked at the reaction of the person in his arms with pursed lips, and when he said no, his eyes dimmed significantly.

The person who said he was fine just lay on the bed for two days and two nights, even Zhao Yangshu woke up and he didn't wake up.

If Shan Yunyin hadn't repeatedly emphasized that Mu Zijian was fine, he might have lost his heart.

"It's my husband, call to listen."

If it wasn't for the fact that the people in his arms were about to cry, Yin Nanmo would still want to tease him more.

"Are you really Yin Nanmo? Didn't I dream?"

The manager's dream just now terrified Mu Zi. He wanted to reach out and touch Yin Nanmo, but he still didn't dare.

"It seems that I didn't work hard enough, so you still have the energy to think about it."

Yin Nanmo raised his eyebrows and turned back.

Only then did Mu Zixian realize that he was not dreaming, and everything around him including Yin Nanmo was real.

"Yin, Immortal Master Yin, I, I'm not thinking wildly, and I really don't have the strength to... um."

How could Yin Nanmo listen to Mu Zixian's words, how can he miss it if he has such a reason to continue to satisfy himself?

Besides, since the last three-day retreat, I haven't tasted him for a long time.

"Do you know how attractive you were when you kept calling my name in your dream just now?"

"Hmm... Yin, Yin, ah."

How could Mu Zijian utter a complete sentence, but he knew that he had experienced everything here, and it truly belonged to him.

It's not a dream, nor is it a script. It's the life of Mu Zixian, a disciple of the Xiuxuan School of Yuyin Mountain and the fairy companion of Yin Nanmo, the immortal master of the Xiutang School.

"Hey, don't be distracted."