The villain master just wants to die [Transmigration Book]

"You really are the fire element sky spirit root."

Yan Su stroked his beard, although his tone was calm, he still couldn't hide his joy.

Jiang Fangyuan and Nan Heng were not surprised by this result.

After all, the child who can make Yan Su favor Youjia must not be ordinary.

However, when someone asked about Jiang Mingchen's spiritual roots afterwards, Nan Heng's expression was a little unsightly, not because of jealousy, but for other reasons.

However, the rumors about Nan Heng being jealous of his future junior brother still spread like wildfire and spread vividly.

Jiang Fangyuan deliberately explained to Jiang Mingchen, telling him that Nan Heng was not jealous, but because of the Nan family.

"The Nan family?"

Jiang Mingchen opened his eyes slightly, feeling a little unbelievable.

Seeing that the other party was dubious, Jiang Fangyuan had no choice but to tell Jiang Mingchen the Nan family's "love and hatred".

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen!"

After Jiang Fangyuan left, Jiang Mingchen lay down on the low table, poked the dagger casually, and was greatly surprised: "The Nanheng family is prominent, but they are a bunch of house fighters. It's too strange that they are so adoring and trampling their relatives. ..."

Could it be because of internal friction that the Nan family has been declining for many years?

Jiang Mingchen recalled what Jiang Fangyuan said just now, and still found it inconceivable.

Many years ago, Tianxuanzong didn't care about the mutual bullying among his disciples?

What made Jiang Mingchen even more puzzled was that Tianxuanzong actually had several disciples from the Nan family.

There are so many children in the Nan family?

Nan Heng's bad reputation in the sect might also be related to the Nan family's children?

Does Yan Su know these things?If you know, why don't you care?

Jiang Mingchen drooped his head, pondered for a long time, and subconsciously frowned.

The dagger was lying quietly on the low table, but when he saw Jiang Mingchen was in deep thought, he tapped on the table to pull him out of his thoughts, then dipped in some tea, and wrote: "To untie the bell, one must tie it."

"You're right, heart disease requires heart medicine."

Jiang Mingchen changed the subject, scratched his dagger, and joked, "Are you worried about me?"

The dagger still took two steps back.

However, after many times of teasing by Jiang Mingchen, it was no longer panicked like before, but rather helpless.

"Thanks for caring."

Jiang Mingchen smiled slightly, and said to himself: "I don't know why we cut into this point in time. Could it be that if we want to break the game, we have to go back to the old way?"

In front of the dagger, Jiang Mingchen didn't hide anything. Anyway, he felt that the other party must not understand.

Sure enough, the dagger didn't move, and he didn't know whether he was listening or just dazed.

Jiang Mingchen sighed helplessly.

What's the use of saying this?It is better to take one step at a time.

So he put his mind back on Nanheng.

Although Nan Heng is very talented, he is not outstanding in the Nan family, and because the attributes of his spiritual roots are not consistent with the ancestral skills, he can only worship in other schools.

This also caused Nanheng to be disliked by his parents, let alone by his clansmen. Although he inherited many treasures, it was only an obligation, and there was little affection in it.

If he's just a bastard, that's fine.

However, he is a legitimate son, and none of the ancestral skills that should have been passed down can be learned. Therefore, he has been despised and ignored by everyone for a long time, making him irritable and irritable.

It wasn't until he was accepted by Yan Su that the tribe changed.

However, the childhood experience still left an indelible shadow on him, making it impossible for him to break free easily.

During this period of time, Jiang Mingchen really felt that the entire Law Enforcement Peak "respected" Nan Heng and stayed away, with a vague repulsion.

This feeling once made Jiang Mingchen doubt himself.

After all, in his cognition, Nanheng's reputation in Tianxuanzong is very good.

It's just that such an upright person was squeezed out when he was a teenager?

Isn't this a comprehension version of campus bullying?

Only illusions dare to make up random things!

Jiang Mingchen obviously didn't believe that in the real world, Nanheng would have such a past.

He accidentally sprained his foot before, and it was rumored that Nan Heng injured him. He went to clarify it in person, but it didn't help at all.

Afterwards, those people became more cautious, as if Nan Heng was a man-eating monster.

And Nanheng still looked like he was not easy to mess with, so a vicious circle would inevitably form.

Jiang Mingchen was quite speechless, sitting on the stone bench and sighing.

Not long after, a person sat beside him, lying lazily on the stone table just like him.

"Do you think he's an idiot?"

Jiang Mingchen followed the reputation and found that it was Jiang Fangyuan.

Ever since testing the spirit root, almost everyone thought that he would join Yan Su's sect and become a disciple of Law Enforcement Peak.

Jiang Fangyuan seemed to have regarded Jiang Mingchen as one of his own, and started chatting.

"You don't even know, when I first met him, he was like gunpowder, he would blow up at one point."

Jiang Fangyuan stood up and complained softly: "In recent years, although his temper has restrained a lot, he is still easy to offend people. In case one day he kicks the iron plate..."

Jiang Mingchen sighed, and Jiang Fangyuan continued to complain: "It's all because of the Nan family's exercises. One set is suitable for fire spirit roots, and the other is suitable for sword practice."

Poor Nanheng is neither a fire spirit root nor an amazing swordsmanship talent.

Jiang Mingchen seemed to understand why the other party was not very happy when he first saw him.

"You already know that I am the root of fire spirit?"

Jiang Fangyuan nodded.

Jiang Mingchen was not surprised.

After all, Yan Su had sent a letter back before, so it would be quite normal for him to mention this matter.

He understood why Jiang Fangyuan "complained" to him.

Right now, it is only a matter of time before he is accepted as a true disciple by Yan Su.

As a big senior brother, Jiang Fangyuan naturally hoped that the two juniors could live in harmony and not cause discord because of misunderstandings.

"Renren Yan doesn't know about Nanheng?"

Now that the conversation was open, Jiang Mingchen also simply asked out the doubts in his heart.

"Master's move is just to suppress people with power, but since ancient times, has the people's hearts been truly suppressed?"

Jiang Fangyuan sighed and explained: "Only by Nan Heng's own exploration can he untie his knot."

Jiang Mingchen felt that what the other party said was reasonable.

Cultivators pay attention to cultivating the mind, if others interfere, it is easy to breed demons.

"It's really not easy, big brother."

After Jiang Fangyuan left, Jiang Mingchen poked the dagger boredly and couldn't help but sigh.

The dagger stood on the table, dipped in the tea, and wrote: "All mouths make gold."

Jiang Mingchen was silent for a moment, "It's really terrible that people's mouths make money, and their bones are destroyed."

The dagger still wanted to write something, but after wandering a few times, it suddenly stopped moving.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mingchen asked.

The dagger paused, and continued to write: "I think... I forgot a lot of things."

forget?

How could the newborn "Qi Ling" use such humanized words?

A flash of light flashed in Jiang Mingchen's mind, and before he could catch it, he was called softly.

A crane fell to the ground lightly, and a man of immortal demeanor led a child into the living room of Law Enforcement Peak.

The man and Yan Su are close friends, they get along casually, and they are not rigid with each other. Once they entered the hall, they just found a seat at random, as if they were returning to their own home.

The child seemed to be only ten years old, and he was born very well, but he was a little taciturn. At this time, seeing the man's posture, he couldn't help frowning.

"Shu'er, how old are you? If you are so old-fashioned, in a few years, won't you become a little old man?"

The child saluted respectfully, with a clear and correct voice, "Master has taught you well."

"..."

The child's speech and behavior are beyond reproach, but they lack the childishness that children should have.

The man shook his head, a little helpless, just sighed lightly, and said, "Okay, sit down."

Hearing this, the child sat next to the man, sitting upright, but it seemed that the man was too casual.

When Jiang Mingchen followed Yan Su into the room, his eyes fell on the child, and he felt familiar.

Why do you look so much like Mu Wenye?

Just when he was suspicious, he heard Yan Su say: "I'm sorry last time, I missed your apprentice acceptance ceremony, this meeting gift is a little sympathy for Yan Shu."

Yan Shu?Immortal Yunmeng?

A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Mingchen's eyes.

The child didn't take the things right away, and did not respectfully salute until the man spoke, "Thank you, Master Yan Xi."

Yan Su took out a sword from the Qiankun Ring and handed it to the opponent.The child raised his eyes, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"It seems that your apprentice knows better than you."

Yan Su only gave a meeting gift, and was ridiculed by the man, but Yan Su immediately ran back.

This mysterious long sword was forged with Dongxue melted iron, it is not afraid of fire or ice, without several years of forging, it is impossible to shape it into a weapon.

Moreover, judging from the size, length, and even weight of the sword, it is obviously suitable for Yan Shu. If it is not tailor-made, no one believes it.

Seeing that the other party couldn't put it down, Yan Su smiled slightly, patted Jiang Mingchen's head, and said to the man, "Look, how is this kid?"

Jiang Mingchen didn't expect that the topic would suddenly turn to himself, and he was a little nervous.

The man looked at Jiang Mingchen a few times, and said hesitantly, "Can you let me feel the bones?"

Jiang Mingchen stepped forward obediently, letting the other party knead him.

After a while, the man euphemistically concluded, "This child has the fire element's heavenly root, and even if he doesn't practice swordsmanship, he can still stand out."

In other words, Jiang Mingchen was not suitable for sword practice.

Jiang Mingchen lowered his eyes, stood where he was, and didn't feel disappointed, after all, "360 lines, every line is the best."

However, his indifferent appearance caused the man's misunderstanding.

The man changed his mouth and said with a smile: "This child is calm and unmoved by external objects, but I am full of words."

Afterwards, a meeting gift was presented, which was a sword suitable for Huolinggen cultivators, but it was not as precious as Yan Su's.

Yan Su stroked his beard and nodded, signaling Jiang Mingchen to accept it.

He understood that the other party did this, in addition to expressing appreciation, there is also a hidden promise.

As a high-level swordsman, the other party is more than enough to enlighten his disciples in the way of swordsmanship.

"Thank you, real man."

Jiang Mingchen took the sword respectfully.

Yan Su had a detailed discussion with his friends, so he took the two children away and let them play by themselves.

Jiang Mingchen wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about some things, but Yan Shu had a dull temper and was unwilling to say a word.

Is this really the free and easy Yunmeng Xianjun?

Jiang Mingchen couldn't help feeling suspicious.

"Why are you here?"

Just at this time, Nan Heng's voice came from not far away, Jiang Mingchen cast his gaze, and saw Nan Heng and Jiang Fang Yuan walking one after the other.

Nan Heng glanced at Yan Shu, then at Jiang Mingchen, "This sword?"

"This sword is a greeting gift from Master Yan Shu."

Afraid that the other party would think too much, Jiang Mingchen immediately explained.

"Yan Shu?"

Jiang Fangyuan smacked, walked in front of the child, and confirmed, "Your master is real Xuan Yue?"