I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

After leaving the main hall, Rong Huai walked to the residence according to the system's instructions.

Many passing disciples saw him bowing hastily along the way. Although Rong Huai was not the highest in seniority, because of his pure spiritual roots, his status in the Tianyan Sect was second only to the suzerain. In addition, he usually acted unscrupulously and had a timid streak. When the disciple saw him, he fell on his back.

Rong Huai was about to reach out to help him, but the timid disciple ran away with his hands on his buttocks.

System: "Pfft!"

This is a damned hypocrisy.

"Anyway, let's go back to the residence first," Rong Huai rubbed the space between his brows.

The original owner's residence is located on the mountain top with the most aura in the east, and it looks more refined and luxurious than other disciples' rooms from a distance.

Rong Huai pushed the door open and entered, the wing room was magnificently decorated, the floor was paved with jade, the walls were inlaid with fist-sized shark beads for lighting, and gauze beads were made into gauze curtains to separate the inner and outer rooms. Supplies that disciples will never get in their lifetime.

After walking around outside, Rong Huai finally stopped in front of the mirror.

Judging from the reactions of other disciples along the way, he thought that this face must be fierce, but he didn't expect it to be quite the opposite.

The white clothes are piled up like snow, the long hair is like a waterfall hanging down the waist, the hips are slim, the skin is free of any blemishes, the eyes are like a flowing galaxy, except for a mole under the eyes, with a touch of translucent charm color.

Such an appearance does not look like a monk, but rather like a stunning furnace that can be oppressed by others.

Rong Huai said, "Give me all the plot information."

The system sent the information to Rong Huai all at once, and countless pictures flashed in Rong Huai's sight.

This is a comprehension world.

As the system said, the aura in the cultivation world is thin now, and many monks have reached a bottleneck when they reach the golden core. There are only a handful of venerables in the tribulation period like Qiu Shuiqi. With the invasion of demonic energy, the demonic energy can easily stir up people's hearts Demons, so monks who fell into demons appeared on a large scale.

Only cultivators with pure spiritual roots can purify magic energy, but cultivators with pure spiritual roots are too rare.

With Qiu Shuiyang sitting in the town, the Tianyan Sect can be called the number one immortal sect in the cultivation world, but there is only one pure spiritual root in the sect, which shows how scarce it is.

Rong Huai was born in the human world, and together with Ji Yunmin, the son of luck, escaped from human traffickers, were rescued by Qiu Shuiyang together, and then worshiped in the sect.

The difference is that Rong Huai has a pure spiritual root and was born with stars holding the moon, while Ji Yunmin has a useless spiritual root and cannot practice. He can only rely on Qiushuiyang's elixir to maintain his youth.

However, Ji Yunmin has never expressed any jealousy or dissatisfaction, and has always been so pure and gentle. The entire sect likes him very much, but Ji Yunmin seems not to be aware of this. He was frightened and helpless like a rabbit.

The system sighed and shook his head and said, "Ji Yunmin is a typical heartthrob without knowing it, which is in stark contrast to your heartthrob."

"Do you really not know it?" Rong Huai raised the corners of his mouth.

After joining the teacher's school, Rong Huai became obsessed with Qiu Shuiyang because of Qiu Shuiyang's life-saving grace. Unfortunately, this cold master only occasionally showed a smile when facing Ji Yunmin.

The turning point happened three months later.

Because Ji Yunmin had no cultivation and could not fly with a sword, Qiu Shuiyang gave him a spirit beast to travel. Unexpectedly, Ji Yunmin was seriously injured by the spirit beast and was dying. Gen rescue Ji Yunmin.

"Pure spiritual roots have a strong self-healing ability, I hope you pity... pity your little brother, and lend him the spiritual roots to save his life," Qiu Shui's cold face was full of despair: "Don't worry, I will I will definitely refine the elixir to prolong your life."

Rong Huai wanted to ask, if the junior brother is pitiful, isn't he pitiful?

What's more, both of them knew that if the spirit root was borrowed, would there be any more to return?

But Rong Huai couldn't bear to reject the master, under Qiu Shuiyang's repeated pleading, he nodded like a wandering soul.

Digging out the spirit root was not stingy at removing the bones and gouging out the flesh. Ronghuai endured great pain, but he didn't expect that the real pain was yet to come.

After losing his pure spiritual roots, the entire sect abandoned him.

The elders moved his yard to the most remote corner, and the disciples who had disliked him in the past made troubles, talked gossip, and often teased him day and night. Qiu Shuiqiu didn't have time to pay attention to his situation because he was concentrating on taking care of Ji Yunmin.

Rong Huai was forced to bear the malice of the entire sect, and he was in a daze, but Ji Yunmin turned over completely. He was originally a pistachio of the sect, but now with the blessing of the spiritual root, he is even more proud.

"Ji Yunmin is the darling of heaven, the patron of luck, and also possesses the halo of being a fan of thousands of people," the system said while staggering: "Master Qing Leng, Senior Brother Gentle, Ancient Little Phoenix, Violent and cruel Demon Lord, The chief disciple of Jianzong and the descendants of Longmai all fell in love with him, smashed into the big wall madly for him."

"Otherwise, the host, our world, has to surrender..." The system took the lead in retreating.

Rong Huai said, "Don't say such things again."

The system didn't dare to refute: "Good host."

At this moment, there was a collision sound in the inner room, like the sound of something falling to the ground.

Rong Huai lifted the gauze, and there was a smell of incense mixed with blood, which was so strong that it made people sick.

Rong Huai showed no expression, and simply looked around the room with his eyes. He still saw the luxurious and dazzling decorations.

The ground was covered with dots of blood, half of the long whip that had been severed was lying on the ground, and a man with ragged clothes and blood stains was barely supporting his body and looking at him.

The man's face was deep and covered with blood, his long black hair was messily scattered on his shoulders, his tattered clothes could vaguely reveal his tight and firm abdominal muscles, his eyes were full of cruelty and tyranny, which made people daunting.

His true identity is the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. The Demon Lord is immortal, because No. 80 years after his death, he will reawaken in another person's body. This time he just awakened and his body is weak, so he was rescued by Pei Yunmin Zongmen.

The original owner had always hated Pei Yunmin, when he heard about this incident, he snatched him away and tortured him in every possible way.

The body that was already seriously injured was even more injured.

Rong Huai didn't know that when he was torturing the man, Pei Yunmin often found him secretly taking care of the man when he was not around, so the relationship between the two became stronger.

How can the cruel and bloodthirsty demon master let go of such humiliation?So when he took good care of his body and was abandoned by the teacher in Ronghuai, he was tortured repeatedly and died in pain.

"What's your name?" Rong Huai asked.

The man said nothing.

Seeing Rong Huai walking slowly, cruelty flashed across the man's eyes, the hands that were supposed to be bound behind his back broke free at some point, turned over suddenly, and grabbed his throat with big palms.

"Host beware!" The system screamed in fright.

Rong Huai easily grabbed the man's wrist, this world is much higher level than the previous world, he can use a small part of his mental power, not to mention dealing with a seriously injured man, he can take a hundred ailments with ease.

"Tell me," Rong Huai pressed his face against the man's chest and looked up: "What's your name?"

The system opened its mouth wide: ...the host is really not afraid.

The young man in front of him was like flawless snow, clear and white, his eyes were full of tenderness, when his eyes met, the man felt as if he had been bewitched, and the raging anger in his chest gradually turned into another kind of fire.

"Win the candle."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ying Zhu came back to his senses in an instant, feeling a little annoyed in his heart, that he had such thoughts about Rong Huai just now, and he immediately pulled back.

His body was really too weak, he staggered and fell to the ground in the last two steps, the slightly healed wound burst open, and the blood stained the ragged clothes again.

A coldness flashed in Rong Huai's eyes, and he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.If the soul of the original owner is still there, he will repay the pain to the original owner double.

The system sensed what he was thinking, and was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe.

The torn clothes stuck to the flesh, and every time he moved his muscles, he felt pain. Panting heavily, Ying Zhu pulled off the clothes on his body and threw them aside in a ball.

"The bloodstains on your body need to be cleaned up," Rong Huai leaned down and said softly, "There is a spiritual spring in the backyard that is good for your wounds, I will help you there."

Ying Zhu couldn't figure out why Rong Huai's attitude changed so much, but it's a good thing to recover as soon as possible, and it's not too late to fight back when he fully recovers. He barely supported his body, and stood up staggeringly: "Lead the way."

Rong Huai took the initiative to reach out to support him.

The skin he touched was cool and soft, Ying Zhu's figure paused, he could see Rong Huai's slender and fair nape when he lowered his head, as long as he reached out his hand, it could be easily broken off, and countless Sad thoughts.

Walking absent-mindedly to the backyard, the sight of a misty hot spring is in sight.

This hot spring is not an ordinary hot spring, but a spiritual spring, which was transferred from thousands of miles away with a formation, and it contains abundant spiritual power. Ordinary people can prolong their lives by soaking in it, but monks can heal their injuries.

The pool water was gurgling and steaming, and Rong Huai took the initiative to stop when he arrived here.

Ying Zhu carelessly tore off his trousers, threw them to the edge of the pool, and strode into the Lingquan.

The spiritual spring really has a miraculous effect. As soon as he entered the water, the abundant spiritual spring wrapped the wound, and the tearing pain was relieved a lot. But in fact, what he was really injured was not the skin trauma left by the whip, but the wound that must pass through after reincarnation. The quenched body, from the inside out, will regenerate even the muscles and bones.

After entering the water, Ying Zhu glanced back unconsciously, just in time to see Rong Huai's back facing away from him, he pressed his palate: "Chick."

But his eyes were fixed on the slender figure, the piles of white clothes were swaying without being stained with dust, and a section of jade white neck was looming.

Ying Zhu is the demon master who masters supreme magic. He wanted to know the reason for Rong Huai's change of attitude, so he had a thought and left a wisp of spiritual thought on Rong Huai.

As long as he wants to, with a little effort, he can know where Ronghuai is and what he is talking about anytime, anywhere.

Back in the room, Rong Huai cleaned the inner room briefly, then sat in front of the table and began to cut a piece of wood that he picked up when he passed the backyard.

The system is puzzled: "What are you doing, host?"

"Wood carving." Rong Huai said.

The system asked: "What's the use of tinkering with this piece of broken wood?"

The wood quickly took shape under Rong Huai's hands, and a naive little fat chirp was faintly visible, Rong Huai covered it with spiritual power, and the wood carving came to life in an instant.

The system's eyes widened.

The snow-white little fat chirp flapped its wings and flew out of the window.

The sky is dim and the evening light lasts for a long time, and the star of Jiaoji can be seen faintly, and the lights of Tianyanzong rise, like a dragon stretching from the front to the distance.

Rong Huai raised his head slightly, looked at the lake and mountains and said, "You will know in two days."

The reputation of the original owner was destroyed step by step by deliberate deliberation, and he wanted to overthrow these traps step by step and let the truth be revealed to the public. ,.