Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Walking in, there is a small dark room inside, unexpectedly everything is available, there is even a smaller bed inside!

The bedding on the bed was tidy, and there were still tiny wrinkles on the pillow. It seemed that Ning Cheng was not resting in the outside room, but his real place of residence was here.

Okay, why live alone in this claustrophobic space? .

Yuan Qinghang's eyes fell on the huge box behind the bed.

In the entire dark room, this large box with mottled wood grains really looks weird and conspicuous.

Yuan Qinghang's eyes were shining brightly, he walked over and observed the keyhole carefully.

After fiddling with it a few times, he opened the white jade and black gold fan, picked out a gold thread, poured spiritual power into it, and instantly became hard as iron.

Holding the flexible yet straight gold needle, he pierced it into the lock.

Turning left and right a few times, he tilted his ears and listened carefully to the slight twisting of the mechanism inside.

Finally, with a "click", the lock opened under the test of the golden needle.

Inside the huge box, on the top, was a birdcage. Inside, a buzzard falcon suddenly raised its head, staring at him with dark eyes, shining with an inorganic cold light.

Yuan Qinghang was startled suddenly.

The gossip falcon is a puppet bird, not a living thing, and it will not die if it is locked up in this dark place, but who does Ning Cheng raise such a high-level communication thing to keep in touch with secretly for a long time?

He carefully removed the cage and looked down.

They are all books of different thickness and full of handwriting.

Yuan Qinghang's heart was pounding, he picked up one book after another, and flipped through it quickly.

...The one on the left is a series of account books, which began more than ten years ago, presumably when Ning Cheng began to take over the position of head.

The pen is clear, everything is detailed, and everything is clearly recorded.

However, this number... Yuan Qinghang watched intently, calculating quickly in his mind.

No, it consumes too much!

Each fairy sect has its own methods of harvesting. The Medicine Sect often relies on alchemy to sell medicine, and charges for diagnosis and treatment; the Shu Sect often relies on selling various puppets and organs; Get rid of evil spirits, or hunt monsters and beasts in exchange for various precious materials.

The Cangqiong faction has a great reputation, so it is natural that they earn a lot on weekdays, but the expenses far exceed their income by a large margin.

In this account book, not only is there no surplus every year, even in recent years, it has reached the point of reselling precious magic weapons in the sect.

Yuan Qinghang looked at it for a long time, and frowned—this Ning Cheng is not a person who is good at management at all, and he is even spending money like crazy without any scruples!

After thinking for a long time, he opened the topmost booklet on the right.

As soon as he opened it, his pupils shrank suddenly.

It is no longer an account book, but a notebook.

On the first page, it is "Secrets of the Medicine Sects"!

Open the back, is the number of people, branches, and the location of the drugstores of the largest medicine sects;

On the next page, the words "Baicaotang" are written. On closer inspection, it turns out that a concubine of the master of Baicaotang had an affair with someone and was secretly executed by him.

Looking back, it is almost all the secrets of each family that are not known to outsiders, some are related to family wealth, and some are related to in-laws.

He clutched the bookkeeper, flipped through it quickly, and soon reached the end.

"Shen Nong Valley: After Mu Anyang's marriage change, he chased and killed Li Hongling. At the foot of Yiling Mountain, a farmer happened to pass by a fairy and left a baby, and was picked up later, leaving behind some silver taels. Mozong Li Qinghong, Suspected to be the son of the Mu family who died tragically."

Yuan Qinghang's hand was clenched suddenly.

Now everyone knows Li Qinghong's identity, but the tone of this information is suspicious, obviously before this, they have already guessed the clues of the year.

When and how did Ning Cheng get this news that was enough to overthrow the Mu family?

For such a big event, Mu Anyang would definitely be extremely grateful if he said it, why didn't he say it?

Yuan Qinghang's heart was pounding, and he quickly pulled out several bookkeeping books below.

Sure enough, they belonged to the Sword Sect and the Shu Sect, and almost every family had them.

What on earth is this upright and awe-inspiring acting head of the Cangqiong faction trying to collect so many secrets behind his back?

Just want to know oneself and the enemy, grasp the weaknesses of other families, so that they can make some threats at the right time, so as to protect the interests of the Sky Sect? ...

While thinking quickly in his mind, he flipped through the remaining few volumes.

The book of Shu Zong's secrets is also very thick, once you open it, you will be faced with "Bei Yuwen".

"Yuwen's eldest son, Yuwen Muyun, died of a strange cause. He died at the same time as his second son, Yuwen Qingfeng. The body was sent back to Yuwen's family by Mozong Yuan Zuoyi. Yuan Zuoyi's sister..."

Before finishing a few short sentences, he suddenly raised his head.

There was a faint sound of footsteps outside.

Although separated by a door, but he is now a middle-stage Jindan cultivator, and he is always paying attention to the outside, so he immediately caught this abnormal movement.

Before he had time to read the following content, he hastily returned the disturbed bookkeeping to its original position, and re-locked the lock.

After a while, the sound of footsteps had entered the door and reached the secret door.

Can't get out!

Yuan Qinghang panicked and rolled directly under the bed. With a wave of his palm, he set up an exquisite small shielding formation in front of him.

Just after hiding, the secret door has been pushed open.

From under the bed, only a pair of feet could be seen. Stepping on a pair of black-soled white boots, she walked to the desk in front of the bed and sat down heavily.

It could only be Ning Cheng.

In the front hall, Shang Yuan has already met with his disciples and grandchildren, so he can come back?

I couldn't see Ning Cheng's movements, but I could only see him sitting in front of the desk, waiting quietly for a while.

Yuan Qinghang was in a hurry, when suddenly, on the ground in front of him, there was a few "clicks", and a bunch of blood drops fell down!

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback, what's going on?

Where did Ning Cheng get injured?What's going on outside!

Could it be Uncle Ji and Li Hongling who could hurt Ning Cheng?

He was anxious, but there were more and more drops of blood in front of him, and a string of blood fell not far in front of Yuan Qinghang in a hurry.

But he couldn't hear any voice from Ning Cheng, and he didn't seem to bandage himself to stop the bleeding.

Yuan Qinghang couldn't help it, and quietly moved the shielding array forward, his eyes moved closer to the edge of the bed, and glanced out.

Ning Cheng sat in front of the desk with his back facing the bed, holding a short knife in his hand, and was slashing at his wrist!

I couldn't see his expression, but I could see that his hands were shaking with pain, and the blood was flowing profusely and continuously.

In this deserted dark room, this fairy who is usually as indifferent as the breeze and the moon seems to be harming himself? ...

Yuan Qinghang was terrified, held his breath, and peeped silently.

Ning Cheng swiped several times in succession before he stopped.

After watching the blood flow from his wrist for a while, he slowly took out the hemostatic powder from the drawer and sprinkled it on his wrist randomly.

The blood flow slowly stopped, he tore off his sleeves expressionlessly, and tightened the cuffs tightly to cover the wound.

At a glance, the skin of the cuffs was exposed.

Although healed by the secret medicine of the immortal sect, the scars have faded a lot, but they can still be seen in a criss-cross pattern. Obviously, this kind of self-mutilation has happened many times!

Yuan Qinghang stared at those mottled scars, for some reason, a strange feeling flashed in his heart.

It seemed as if a sliver of haze drifted through, but there was another flash of lightning in the haze, illuminating the dense fog and tearing away a little corner.

He was thinking desperately, but Ning Cheng turned around.

Yuan Qinghang hid in the shielding array and looked out. This time, he met Ning Cheng's face.

I saw that Ning Cheng's eyes were heavy and his face was pale. He didn't have the slightest joy of master's exit, but he was vaguely anxious and angry.

He took a few steps to the back of the bed, fixed his eyes on the old wooden box, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Yuan Qinghang's heart suddenly jumped.

He looked through the bookkeeping just now, and closed it hastily after hearing the sound of footsteps. He didn't know if he had completely restored the original shape and order.

The book-books were very old, with some curls at the sides, and it was obvious that the owner looked through them from time to time, fearing that he could remember all the details in the box.

If you find that someone has touched it, and search it casually, even if there is a shielding array, it may not be able to hide it.

While sweating, suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside.

Calm and uniform speed, coming here.

Ning Cheng's hand stopped.

A moment later, a clear voice sounded through the outer door.

"Master, are you there?"

It turned out to be Ning Duo's voice!

Ning Cheng turned his head, looked outside, and said slowly: "...Come in."

Ning Duo stepped through the door.

It should be that he has never seen this hidden door before. When he saw it in the room, his handsome face was also a little bit surprised: "Master?"

Sitting in the dark room, Ning Cheng nodded to him from a distance: "Close the door, come in and talk."

Yuan Qinghang groaned secretly in his heart, and shrank quietly under the bed.

Ning Duo walked in and saluted Ning Cheng respectfully.

His eyes fell on the blood on the ground, he was startled suddenly, and was about to speak, but Ning Cheng cut him off.

"It's okay, just a little old injury. Duo'er, sit down. I have something to say to my teacher, and I want to explain it to you today."

His expression was a little strange, Ning Duo was certainly a little uneasy, even Yuan Qinghang, who was peeping under the bed, felt nervous.

It seemed that what Ning Cheng said next should be very important, so important that it might be earth-shattering.

Ning Cheng's sleeves hung down, covering the wound on his wrist.

He slowly said: "The head of the Supreme Master is leaving the customs, and the Immortal Alliance Conference will be held soon to announce to the public that he has entered the Nascent Soul Realm. Next, the Immortal Sect may cause a storm."

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback.

It has been many years since anyone in this world has broken through the Nascent Soul Realm. Every time one goes up to the realm of the Immortal Family, the difference is beyond heaven and earth.

After many years of retreat, Shang Yuan has actually become a powerful Nascent Soul. How terrifying is his cultivation now?

Ning Duo said respectfully: "It is really a blessing for the sect to have such a breakthrough."

The corners of Ning Cheng's lips seemed to have a strange meaning: "Yes, Master, he has exhausted all his efforts and methods, and finally got what he wanted."

Yuan Qinghang's heart suddenly moved.

It's strange, Shang Yuan is Ning Cheng's master. In any case, words like exhausting means and racking your brains don't seem to be good words, right?

Ning Duo probably didn't feel comfortable answering the conversation, so he just kept silent.

Fortunately, Ning Cheng didn't continue this topic anymore. He stared at the youth in front of him, and said sadly: "Duo'er has grown up, and his cultivation is improving day by day. After becoming a teacher, even if he can't continue to teach you, he can't teach you anymore. Nothing to worry about."

Ning Duo was startled: "Master?"

Ning Cheng was silent for a while, and then said: "Master can't be with you forever. If I'm not around in the future, you have to live a good life, let alone do anything stupid."

Ning Duo raised his eyes suddenly, and suspicion flashed in his dark eyes: "Why did Master say that?"

Ning Cheng said slowly: "Also, you have to remember that no matter what happens in the future, you must strictly keep the secret of your life experience. Even to Shang Lang, you must never say a word, understand?"

Ning Duo frowned slightly, struggled for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Master, Senior Brother Shang is a pure person, and will not hold grudges against me just because of my background."

Ning Cheng's face turned blue, and he raised his voice: "The Grand Master hates your uncle deeply, and Senior Brother Shang is even disabled today. No matter how much Shang Lang and you love brothers, how can there be no grudges against you?"

A gleam of pain flashed in Ning Duo's clear eyes: "Master, this disciple has always wanted to ask you, did my uncle really do those things that are outrageous?"

He said word by word: "Why in the rumors I have heard, some say that he is treacherous, vicious, despicable and sinister, while others say that he is glamorous and open-minded?"

Ning Cheng said lightly: "One day, you will know everything."

But Ning Duo insisted: "I have grown up. Master will always keep this from me, so I will be restless day and night."

In the dark room, there was silence.

For a long time, Ning Cheng didn't make a sound, the air seemed to be frozen by something.

Yuan Qinghang waited anxiously, seeing Ning Duo's dazed expression, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

He quietly took out a small spiritual grass seed from the storage bag, activated the growth-stimulating spell, and silently urged a small vine.

The vine grew silently and crazily, and soon grew into a thin branch, emerald green and thin, and then branched out into several forked branches.

As soon as Yuan Qinghang gave it away, the thin vines bypassed Ning Cheng's line of sight, quickly climbed to Ning Duo's feet, and gently clung to it.

Ning Duo has such a keen sense, he immediately lowered his head, just as he saw the weird green vines that had touched the case a few times, his expression froze.

Just about to show surprise, Yuan Qinghang hurriedly summoned his spiritual power, and a small red flower suddenly bloomed on the vine, delicate and naughty, it crawled affectionately by his ankle, rubbing against him silently.

And those few thin vines twisted together at the same time, forming a crooked "Yuan" character! ...