Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Not far away, in another guest room, Mu Anyang looks sad, looking at Li Qinghong in front of him.

"I asked you to go with me to give Mr. Yuwen a diagnosis and treatment, so as to gain a good impression among the immortals, why are you so unreasonable?"

Li Qinghong bowed his head in silence, and after a while he said indifferently: "Is that kind of person worth saving?"

Mu Anyang hesitated and said: "The matter has not yet been settled, and Mr. Yuwen may have been wronged."

Li Qinghong sneered.

His originally handsome face was now full of vague hostility, and he sarcastically said: "Only the blind will think he was wronged."

Mu Anyang sighed: "Even if he really did it, the Tantai family should seek revenge. As doctors, we should not decide who should be saved and who should not be saved because of this."

Li Qinghong raised his eyebrows: "I'm not considered a doctor in the first place. Mr. Yuwen has already said that I have been in the Demon Sect for so many years, and what I have learned is poisoning and detoxification, but I don't have the heart of a bodhisattva."

Mu Anyang's expression froze, he suppressed his uneasiness, and said softly: "That woman taught you like this, of course she has bad intentions. But now that you have recognized your ancestors, you have to slowly learn from the fairy sect to heal people and save the world. , is the right way.”

Li Qinghong let out an "oh", his expression was a little absent-minded.

The evil Tu Ling dagger kept turning in his hand, and the cold light flickered faintly.

Mu Anyang glanced at the dagger, feeling uneasy in his heart, and finally said: "The soldier's spirit on this dagger is evil after all, what you practice is the heart method of the immortal sect, and the golden core is formed in your body. Why don't you abandon it and work hard for your father?" Do your best to help you find a more suitable soldier soul, how do you think?"

Li Qinghong choked, quickly retracted the dagger in his hand, and disappeared instantly.

"No, I'm used to it." He pursed his lips, "Why, holding it, doesn't it qualify as a fairy?"

Mu Anyang persuaded patiently: "After all, it is easy to cause trouble."

Li Qinghong sneered: "Isn't Yu Wenli also using this kind of thing? He used it before, and everyone just pretended not to see it, and praised him for being able to suppress evil."

Mu Anyang was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "So, you will believe what that Yuan Qinghang says."

Li Qinghong suddenly raised his head, his expression suddenly became agitated: "What does father mean by this?"

Mu Anyang waved his hand hastily, and said kindly: "You don't need to worry, I didn't blame you for anything. You and him have known each other since childhood, and you have a deep relationship, which is what you should do."

Li Qinghong pursed his thin lips, and said strangely: "Could it be unbelievable what he said? Hmph, that old dog Tantai must have killed his wife. As for this Mr. Yuwen, he must have killed Tantai Chao The real murderer."

His face became even more sarcasm: "What kind of decent sect, what kind of upright gentleman, bah! But that's fine, brother young master today..."

He suddenly paused, and changed his words: "Today, Yuan Qinghang is so messed up, these two families will eat dog in the future!"

Hearing his sudden change of words, Mu Anyang finally couldn't bear it in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Of course my father hopes that after you return to the sect, you can forget all about the past as soon as possible and make a clean break with them as soon as possible. But if you are in trouble, don't be too harsh on your old friend. too ruthless."

In Li Qinghong's hand, the Tu Ling dagger quietly appeared again at some point.

He slowly turned the handle of the dagger, and said lightly: "Since it is going to be broken, it should be done cleanly."

He raised his head, looked at Mu Anyang, and suddenly smiled: "Why did my father say exactly the same thing as Young Master Shang? He also felt that I was too cruel and heartless when I attacked the people of the Demon Sect."

Usually his expression is gloomy, but when he suddenly smiled like this, it was very sweet and harmless, Mu Anyang stared blankly at that familiar smile, feeling sour in his heart.

After a long time, he looked away: "Everyone will miss the past. It is common sense for Young Master Shang to think so."

Li Qinghong's handsome face was slightly distorted: "Yes... They all know what is common sense, how to do it is benevolent and generous, and everyone appreciates it, but I don't know."

He looked down at Tu Ling's dagger, with resentment in his eyes: "Since I was a child, how could anyone have taught me? When I was tortured and scolded in the Demon Sect, Father, you taught my good brother carefully."

Mu Anyang was startled suddenly.

He hesitated to speak for a long time before he said cautiously: "You came back this time and took the initiative to help Jiarong pull out the evil spirit of Tu Lingdagger and healed his face injury, which already shows that you have a kind heart, and Jiarong is also thinking about it Hello."

Li Qinghong grinned: "Oh, it should be, he is my younger brother."

Mu Anyang said softly: "Jiarong is still a child, if he contradicts you in any way, as an elder brother, you must bear it."

Li Qinghong said casually: "My brother is so obedient and obedient, everyone likes it."

Mu Anyang breathed a sigh of relief, and was very pleased: "That's good! I have talked with him as a father, and told him to respect and love you as a brother. You two are about the same age, so you will be brothers and sisters, and you will get along well. .”

Li Qinghong stood there, motionless, did not answer immediately, but his expression was a bit strange.

He looked at Mu Anyang's bloodless face, and the expression in his eyes changed: "Father, do you really...don't blame me at all?"

Mu Anyang hurriedly said: "Of course I don't blame you. You have been living outside since you were a child, and you were poisoned by that woman. I feel sorry for you before it's too late, so how can you blame you?"

He looked bitter: "I was also confused back then. I saw her drop a baby to death in front of me with my own eyes, but I didn't think there was any fraud in it. Sigh...she was my childhood sweetheart since she was a child. After all, she wasn't that crazy. I should have imagined it." .”

Li Qinghong pinched his fingers hard into his palm, and suddenly said: "Father, you only loved my mother, didn't you?"

Mu Anyang hurriedly said: "Of course! Although your mother is a mortal woman, she is kind-hearted, gentle and simple. When I am with her, I feel extremely peaceful and happy in my heart."

"But you married another wife after only one year, why?" Li Qinghong hissed, "And you gave birth to brother Jiarong so soon, in your heart... my mother died Can you forget her so quickly!"

Mu Anyang stared at him blankly, his pale face became darker.

"Before being a father, he was only the second son in the family, and there was an elder brother who was excellent in every way. Since I was a child, I have a calm and easy-going personality, and I never thought of going overboard."

He lost his mind for a while, as if recalling something from the distant past: "It wasn't until I met your mother that I suddenly felt that in this life, no matter what I said, I had to disobey my parents and elders once. At that time, I tried my best and fought until It was all bruised and bruised, and finally got his wish."

Li Qinghong gritted his teeth: "Father, you took her away from home, and you swore to take care of her for the rest of your life, but in the end, you failed to protect her at all."

There were faint tears in Mu Anyang's eyes, and he said in pain: "I am sorry for her."

He was dazed for a while, and then said again: "Everything suddenly changed, the new house was washed with blood, the Li family and the Mu family turned against each other... Parents and elders were all dissatisfied and blamed me, saying that if I knew it earlier, I shouldn't let me do whatever I want. , bringing disaster to the whole family.”

Li Qinghong said angrily: "Ha, none of them think that my mother is the most innocent and pitiful person!"

Mu Anyang shook his head: "A mortal woman, in the eyes of Xianmen, is not even qualified to be a servant. At that time, my heart was ashamed, and I was in a daze all day long, like a walking corpse."

"Your grandfather was furious at the time, saying that the dignified Shennong Gumu family would not allow me to mess around like this again, and quickly arranged a marriage for me... This is Jiarong's mother."

The room was silent, Li Qinghong's expression changed.

Mu Anyang's face was full of tiredness and guilt: "Hong'er, in my dream at midnight, I still see your mother often. Every time she looks at me and weeps, she asks me why she can't protect our child... ..."

Li Qinghong's body trembled slightly, and suddenly he couldn't hold it any longer, and began to cry: "If my mother is alive, she will definitely treat me well. She will definitely not lock up my little black room, and she won't be willing to beat me, right? ? Right?..."

He was out of breath from crying, his eyes were blood red: "You said my mother is so good, but she just accidentally saved a stranger, why did she have to die?!"

Mu Anyang stood up in a hurry, took out a silk handkerchief in a hurry, and was helping him wipe the messy tears on his face, at this moment, there was a slight vibration from his feet.

There was no sound in this vibration, but there was a strange huge fluctuation, as if some huge aura had awakened, or a huge mountain exploded silently.

After all, Mu Anyang's cultivation has already reached the perfection of the golden core, under this shock, his heart trembled, as if someone had hit his heart hard, and his face turned pale.

Li Qinghong raised his tearful eyes and looked at him in astonishment: "Father?"

Mu Anyang frowned tightly, feeling the throbbing that remained in his heart, it was actually dripping with cold sweat.

Something unusual has happened, and the more profound their cultivation, the more they can feel it.

People like Li Qinghong are not too affected.

……

Thousand Mountains.On the edge of a cliff at night.

In a sheltered and tidy cave, Yuan Qinghang and Ning Duo woke up at the same time, and both sat up.

Both of them felt as if they had been hit with a giant hammer, and they both felt like they were going to vomit.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Qinghang quickly broke through the shelter in front of the cave and rushed outside.

In the mountains in the distance, there are still invisible aftershocks passing, faintly transmitted along the mountains at the foot, like waves and tides.

Countless montane birds fluttered into the air, and the clouds were overwhelming.

Countless insects in the forest woke up and screamed, and wild beasts rushed out of the cave in panic.

At the same time, they were startled by this wave and ran around, as if they all felt some kind of out-of-the-ordinary terrifying coercion.

Even the Gu Diao mother and son who were sleeping on the rocks outside the cave were all awakened, and when they saw them coming out, they roared anxiously.

In the voice of the little Gu Diao, there was even a little fear.

Ning Duo glanced at the little Gu Diao lightly: "I won't eat you."

It's okay not to say this sentence, but after saying it, the little Gu Diao shook his body and let out an "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" voice, making it even more miserable.

"Hey, do you have children like this? Don't scare it!" Yuan Qinghang muttered dissatisfiedly, quickly touched the head of the little Gu Eagle, and said softly, "Good boy, there are no big monsters. Don't be afraid."

Ning Duo stood behind him, his dark eyes fixed on the direction of the shock, with a strange look on his face.

He said word by word: "That is the key retreat place of the Cang Qiong Sect."

Yuan Qinghang was shocked suddenly, and a terrible guess emerged in his heart.

He murmured in shock, "It's Shang Yuan?"

The Yinghui Sword in Ning Duo's hand suddenly trembled slightly, and roared endlessly in the scabbard.

He frowned slightly, looked down at Yinghuijian, and said, "Yes."

The two remained silent, feeling a great sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

Shang Yuan left the customs.

After a lapse of more than ten years, Shang Yuan, who had been closed for a long time, suddenly left the customs. Is it because he is in good health?

In the past few years, his soul lamp has been burning more and more vigorously in the main hall of the Cangqiong Sect, far surpassing the ordinary golden core cultivation base, so what state has it reached now?

The night wind was bitter on the cliff, the mountains in the distance were silent, only the faint starlight fell on the two of them.

Ning Duowen said: "You don't have to think too much."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him, his heart warmed up, he quietly stretched out his hand and took one of his palms: "Well, the soldiers will come and cover them with water and earth."

This grasping was a muster of courage, but when he touched it, he was stunned.

Ning Duo's palm was extremely hot.

He backhanded Ning Duo's pulse gate, concentrating on taking his pulse for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "Is your body temperature so high before?"

Ning Duo shook his head: "It's only been like this since I practiced the Canglong Jue."

Yuan Qinghang was inexplicably uneasy, his fingertips gathered spiritual power, and swam around Ning Duo's body, but there was no obvious abnormality.

"Is there any other feeling? Is it so hot all the time?"

Ning Duo said, "Occasionally."

He pondered for a while, then hesitated a bit: "Every time I have a fever, I get cramps in my chest, which come without warning, but after the fever passes, my cultivation progresses faster."

Yuan Qinghang frowned even more tightly: "What kind of weird idea is this, isn't it a bit counterproductive?"

Ning Duo was silent for a while, then said lightly, "It's always a good thing to practice faster."

Yuan Qinghang said anxiously: "Are you confused? Cultivation should be done step by step. What's the use of rushing for success?"

Ning Duo lowered his eyes lightly, his long black eyelashes under the starlight vaguely resembled two rows of crow feathers: "...it's okay."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him, vaguely guessing something in his heart, and suddenly softened, feeling distressed and anxious at the same time.

Even if there are powerful enemies around, and the mastermind behind the scenes is difficult to deal with, there is no need to rush to become stronger.

But how could the Cangqiong sect's so authentic celestial mentality be so careless about being steady and steady, and how could it be so heart-wrenching?

"Don't practice this in the future, just follow what Ning Cheng taught you." Yuan Qinghang gritted his teeth, "Your master will never harm you."

Ning Duo glanced at him: "Do you think the Grand Master will harm me?"

Yuan Qinghang was inexplicably a little anxious: "He doesn't have any friendship with you, who knows what kind of character he is? Besides, your identity is..."

Anyway, in the rumors, Ning Wanfeng was the traitor who harmed his son and betrayed his master. If Shang Yuan found out, how could he not be jealous and hate him.

Ning Duo looked at his anxious expression with a gentle expression: "It's okay. My master said that when my uncle entrusted me to him, no one else knew about it."

Yuan Qinghang stomped his feet: "You don't even look at your face!"

Although he had never seen Ning Wanfeng's portrait, Ning Duo once said one thing when chatting with him.

When Ning Duo ran around explaining for Yuan Qinghang, Ning Cheng scolded him many times angrily, and occasionally said an annoyed sentence: "It's just that he looks like your uncle, why even his temper and temperament are the same as him!"

Since Ning Duo looks very similar to Ning Wanfeng, wouldn't Shang Yuan feel strange when he saw him?

Ning Duo's slender eyebrows frowned lightly: "Don't worry. I won't be killed just because I look like a human being."