The villain became the protagonist Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

On the day of Meng Yun's burial, the sky was gloomy and it was raining finely.

The ancestors of the Shangqingmen were buried in a geomantic land in the back mountain. A group of Shangqing disciples carried the coffin and stepped on the narrow path leading to the back mountain with one foot deep and the other shallow.

The disciples who walked in front of the road scattered yellow and white copper money paper all the way, and the disciples behind held the mourning flags. The paper money flying all over the sky was mixed with the fluttering mourning flags, and accompanied by the suona chanting mourning behind them, this line was quite impressive. vast.

Xiao Qing held a sword umbrella as thin as cicada's wings, wore a plain funeral robe, wrapped a long filial cloth around his head, and entangled with his long hair like ink. Suddenly, he was turned into a sightseeing tour group by his peerless demeanor.

In the middle of the walk, the mountain road became more and more difficult to walk, and the soil was very slippery due to the rain. When everyone stopped to rest, they were unsteady, and the coffin hit the edge of the path heavily. Unfortunately, the soil on the edge was very soft As soon as the disciple who carried the coffin put down his load, the earth was overwhelmed and collapsed, and the coffin rolled all the way down the steep mountain wall.

Fei Lin was terrified, and immediately chased after the coffin with luck, stabbing the sword heavily in the middle, barely stopping the coffin from rolling down.

The accompanying disciples turned pale with fright, and flew down with their swords, knelt in front of Fei Lin and remained silent like cicadas.

When something like this happened on the way to the funeral, it was more than an "unknown".

Xiao Qing held his umbrella sword, his white clothes fluttered, and fell to the ground lightly. With a careless smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked up to the coffin, looked at it, and said: "Senior brother, don't be in a hurry to scold, come and see .”

Fei Lin suppressed the anger on his brows, turned around and looked over.

Xiao Qing squatted down, touched the cracked hollow on the coffin, and said, "There is no dead breath in here."

Isn't Meng Yun dead?

Fei Lin's eyes trembled slightly, he strode up to Xiao Qing, injected a ray of spiritual power into the coffin for inspection, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "Open the coffin."

A disciple hesitated and said, "Open the coffin here? It's still raining. Even if you want to tidy up the remains of the master, you should go back to the mourning hall, right?"

Fei Lin glanced over, and the disciple immediately fell silent.

Qu Zhou led the people forward, and after a long time of exhaustion, he finally pried open the coffin board. When the coffin board was removed, Fei Lin and the others were all stunned.

The group of disciples who were kneeling on the ground didn't know why, and they didn't dare to stand up and look around, so they could only whisper among themselves: "What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

There was no one in the coffin.

Qu Zhou looked at Fei Lin, and was about to make a sound, but Fei Lin raised his hand to stop him, then glanced at the disciples who came to open the coffin, and warned them not to publicize this matter.

Xiao Qing leaned against the coffin and chuckled: "What do you plan to do, brother?"

Fei Lin said: "Let's sort it out first and then bury it."

This is the plan, pretending not to know about it.

Xiao Qing raised his eyebrows: "If it's okay, I'll go first."

Fei Lin nodded, and suddenly called him back: "Zi Qing, after this matter, you are ready to arrange the apprentice's training?"

Xiao Qing didn't expect Fei Lin to ask about his disciple's experience at this juncture, he was slightly stunned and said: "There are only a few disciples in my palace, it's not just a few of them who arrange and arrange."

Fei Lin hesitated, "I mean... Lu Jinzhi."

"Hmm..." Xiao Qing touched his lower lip, and said indifferently: "It's up to him, but his master disappeared in Southern Xinjiang, so he probably will go."

Back at Chenghuan Palace, as soon as Bu stepped into the palace gate, Xiao Qing immediately took off the mourning clothes on his body, threw them aside in disgust, and asked his disciples to call Zhu Rong and others to the hall, looked at them and asked, "This year Do any of you want to go out for the mountain experience in the second half of the year?"

Qiyu was the first to refuse: "I won't go, I want to stay with Master in the mountains!"

Xiao Qing nodded and looked at the next person.

Zhu Rong also said: "I'm not going either, I want to accompany Master!"

Xiao Qing smiled in disbelief, probably not him but Qiyu who he wanted to accompany.

Two of these four people will not go, so the rest must go.

At this time, Zhou Wei no longer pretended to show cowardice, and said in a low voice: "I am not good at learning, this trip may hinder everyone."

Xiao Qing burned a cup of tea and was carefully picking out the tea leaves in it. Hearing this, he looked at Lu Jinzhi and smiled: "It's okay, I'm afraid your senior brothers will go there this time, just follow him."

Lu Jinzhi raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Qing, then lowered his eyes: "I will take good care of the two juniors."

Xu Caiwang: "???"

That's how he was arranged?

It is a tradition handed down over the years that the disciples of the Shangqing sect travel down the mountain. After recruiting a new class of disciples, they will arrange disciples from various palaces and palaces at the beginning of the spring of the second year to visit the various sects along the way and kill demons along the way. Eliminate demons, compete for qualifications and fame.

New disciples without a background usually rely on this travel to accumulate fame and make themselves famous in hundreds of schools, otherwise they will not have the opportunity to practice for 80 years without making it to the top.

A few days later, Fei Lin suppressed the matter of the broken coffin on the way to the burial, and after re-burying the body, he discussed with the Sixth Palace who would be the head of the Shangqing Sect.

The atmosphere in the hall was very dull, and everyone knew that if something happened to the head of the door, the position of head of the door would be decided by the head of the Three Palaces himself.However, now that Fu Mingqiu is missing and Fei Lin has no intention of being the head of the sect, this position naturally falls on Xiao Qing.

In terms of martial strength, Fei Lin is the most prosperous, in terms of qualifications, Fu Mingqiu is superior, and in terms of talent, Xiao Qing is most likely to be the immortal.

They have nothing to object to. Except for Xiao Qing's bad reputation, unpredictable personality, and not being kind to others, everything else is pretty good, not to mention that he is the only person in the entire continent who is predicted by the prophet to be expected to become a fairy.

But Liudian just couldn't understand it.

But if you want them to tell the source, there is nothing to say.

The system said: 【This is the halo of the villain. As long as the villain wants to do something, there will be many difficulties. 】

Xiao Qing: "..."

Fei Lin waited for a while, then got up and said: "The fingerprints of the sect master will be held by the younger brother. The candidates for the position of the three major palace masters will start to be chosen when the disciple returns from his travels."

If Xiao Qing ascends to the position of Sect Master, it is logical that the next generation of disciples will run for the position of Palace Master. Everyone is bound to scramble to break through and want to find some opportunities.

Just as the final word was about to be finalized, a elder stood up and said, "I think nephew Fei should act as the sect master."

As soon as he made a sound, all the people present became noisy, some refuted, and some agreed with the situation. The momentarily quiet hall was like boiling water, boiling hot.

Xiao Qing sat in the seat of the third palace, with winking eyes flying sideways, watching them arguing because of him amusedly, and after the voice faded away, he spoke lazily: "Everyone has any dissatisfaction, whether it is me or the senior brother, Don't you all have your share?"

This sentence completely angered the anti-Xiao faction, one of them slapped the table and got up, pointed at Xiao Qing's nose and said: "You have respected your master, what qualifications do you have to take his place temporarily!"

Saying that, Xiao Qing was puzzled, he slightly raised his eyebrows, and asked: "My master and I have a good relationship, like glue, we spend the whole day lingering on the bed, how can we be disrespectful?"

The system said: [Meng Yun's coffin can no longer be covered. 】

The elder Ge who just pointed at his nose and scolded him was so angry that his face turned red: "You, you...how dare you be so shameless, and bring this kind of thing to the table!"

Xiao Qing smiled again when he heard the words, and gave him a wink: "Could it be that Mr. Cheng Ge hasn't had a neck with Madam Ling before?"

"It's old, why don't you lift it?"

Ge Lao was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Fei Lin sighed, and stopped him from going on nonsense: "Okay, there is no need to discuss this matter again. After Ming Qiu returns, we will discuss the position of sect master separately."

Seeing that the other candidate had given up by himself, and the others had nothing to say, they left in anger one by one, Xiao Qing smiled slightly, watched everyone leave, and said to Fei Lin: "Brother, you should know, I don't have the virtue of being a master."

Fei Lin patted him on the shoulder, like an old father: "It's okay, I watched you grow up, I still don't know how you are, if there is anything wrong, there is a senior brother to help you."

Xiao Qing naturally knew that this help was probably more than just a small favor.

As soon as Bu came out of the palace, when Xiao Qing was thinking that the progress of this volume was about the same, a familiar system prompt sounded in his mind.

[Ding Dong, the third volume: The fairy gate of the Shangqing has been completed, please go to the kingdom of southern borders to start the fourth volume of the plot, and fill in the real reason for the demise of the kingdom of southern borders. 】

In the original text, Nanjiang is a country located in the southwest, which is very good at cultivating Gu and refining corpses. The customs of this country are also different from those of other places, so it has always been a hermit existence.

At the time when Lu Jinzhi was traveling, an epidemic suddenly broke out in the Southern Border Kingdom, and it expanded rapidly with lightning speed. No one in the Southern Border Kingdom was spared, and it fell overnight, which became the history of Shangyuan.

In today's southern border country, this has not happened yet.

Xiao Qing immediately replayed the plot about the Southern Border Kingdom in the original text in his mind, and while he was thinking, the system said: [The host please watch the readers' comments and receive the latest readers' tasks. 】

The familiar reader comment interface appeared in front of him, and Xiao Qing swipe down to find the area with the hottest comments.

Lick my villain Shengshi Meiyan: I want to see the progress of the relationship line, but I am too hungry, please feed me!

Waiting for Brother Chen for 120 days: Come on, let’s sleep on the cold jade bed together, it’s time to overwhelm the uncle~

Daji Zhengguo: Big Daddy, let Master Uncle open it up! ! !

Xiao Qing: "..."

None of the three comments are good.

After being devastated by the reader's task until now, Xiao Qing has become indifferent. Reader's comments can at least be arranged by himself, while reader's barrage is really hard to guard against.

The system said: [These three comments are actually one, so we packaged them and sent them to you, please accept them together. 】

Xiao Qing: "???"

It's getting too much!

The system has a serious face: [After completing these three comments, the rewarded reader satisfaction value will also triple. 】

Xiao Qing: "...Well, actually, these three comments look pretty much the same."

As soon as he finished speaking, the system quickly confirmed it as if he was afraid of his repentance: [The reader task has been accepted for the host: the emotional line is warming up, and the host is requested to complete the reader task before the end of the third volume. 】

Let's do it.

Xiao Qing raised his hand to cover the dazzling halo, looked up at the sun that broke through the clouds in the early spring, dressed in white clothes, elegant and refined, reflecting the light under the light.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned slightly and said, "But, what is enlightenment?"

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