Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Everyone in the palace, no matter if it was the suzerain master or the leader of the younger generation, all of them changed color suddenly.

Compared with the coercion exuded by Shang Yuan when he just showed up, the power displayed by this palm is even more shocking.

For thousands of years, the aura of heaven and earth has gradually thinned out, and the journey of cultivating immortals has become more dangerous.

The Nascent Soul Realm can only be glimpsed in classics, and the Mahayana and Ascension realms in ancient times are even more like miracles.

Mountains can be moved by raising a hand, and seas can be filled by swinging a sword, which is no longer achievable by the current cultivators.

But Shang Yuan's attack, the cultivation level shown, is really invincible in the world, and he is proud of the world!

Yuan Qinghang was shocked among the juniors.

Looking at the long-lasting blood in the air, a certain kind of extremely uncomfortable feeling came to mind.

Is Shang Yuan really in Nascent Soul Realm now?

Why can't I feel the awe-inspiring righteousness that Xianzong Zhengdao should have, but there is an inexplicable fear that makes people palpitate?

Obviously, he was not the only one who asked this question. Someone beside him already had a pale face and said in a trembling voice, "Senior Shang's cultivation... really makes people's heart palpitate."

Yuan Qinghang peeked around, and suddenly screamed out: "Ah, the cultivation secret method of your Central Plains Immortal Sect is more terrifying than our southern Xinjiang!"

Several people around him were dressed differently from the Central Plains. Not only were their clothes cumbersome and weird, but their complexion was also dark. When they screamed suddenly, they seemed to be shocked as if they had never seen the world. But they all moved.

Shang Yuan stood quietly in the middle of the high platform, and slowly withdrew that blood energy, but suddenly another huge breath burst out from his whole body at the same time.

It was vast and continuous, and formed a huge light blue cyclone above his head. Under the breath-holding gaze of everyone, a small golden phantom slowly condensed out of that majestic cyclone.

It was vague and indistinct, but vaguely recognizable. It looked like a baby with its eyes closed.

The demeanor is serene and childish.

"ah!"

"what!……"

There was an uproar below.

This aura is completely different from just now, it is indeed the majestic and domineering aura of the Immortal Sect, and the pale golden baby with closed eyes in the clear aura, isn't it the symbol of the Nascent Soul?

Everyone was respectful and envious in their hearts, but amidst the amazement and noise, the previous bluffing voice suddenly appeared again.

"Wow, is this the Nascent Soul? I thought that the Nascent Soul was looking inside the body...I didn't expect it to be able to float in the air?"

This voice was equally abrupt, and more people turned their heads one after another, looking at him without words.

In the distance, Yu Wenli in the crowd also turned his head and stared at Yuan Qinghang.

The blue light above Shang Yuan's head on the high platform dimmed and quickly disappeared, and the little golden baby in the middle also disappeared without a trace.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Yuan Qinghang from a distance.

With just this one glance, Yuan Qinghang's heart trembled violently, as if his heart had been stabbed severely by something, and he almost stopped for a moment.

He didn't dare to provoke any more, so he hurriedly pretended not to be polite, and shrank his head.

At the VIP seat near the high platform, the master of the Baicao Hall spoke first, with a warm and respectful tone: "Sect Master Shang, congratulations for enlightening the Dao. There is indeed only one person with such a heaven-reaching cultivation level for thousands of years!"

Beside him, Chen Feng stared at Shang Yuan closely, as if he wanted to ask a question, but he didn't speak.

Tantai Minghao's eyes were even hotter, his stiff right hand spasmed slightly, and he said anxiously: "I heard that Sect Master Shang intends to spread the cultivation method to the world, don't you think it's true?"

The people around all held their breath, looking at Shang Yuan full of hope.

Shang Yuan sat alone on the high platform, and instead of coming down to greet their peers, he nodded to Ning Cheng who was standing quietly behind him.

Only then did Ning Cheng take a step forward, condescendingly, and glanced at the audience.

The uproar gradually stopped.

He raised his breath and said clearly: "Sovereign masters, friends of the immortals, and teachers of the family have been in seclusion for many years. After being seriously injured, the golden core was cracked and almost completely shattered. After struggling hard and concentrating on cultivation, it was a blessing in disguise and realized the supreme mind. .”

Shang Yuan looked indifferent, with a slight smile on his lips.

On Ning Cheng's handsome face, there was a look of pride, and he continued: "This mental method is named Canglong Jue, which can help improve the realm, especially for those who have been stagnant for a long time."

The discussion below sounded again, Yuan Qinghang stared at Ning Cheng who suddenly appeared, and frowned.

It's strange that Ning Cheng not only ran out of his sect's savings, but also secretly collected those strange secrets. Does Shang Yuan not mind at all?

I thought Shang Yuan would put him in the cold palace, but now, he still asked him to come forward to preside over the affairs again?

Chen Feng finally opened his mouth, and said slowly: "Sect Master Shang, with such a powerful mind, is it not dangerous to practice?"

Shang Yuan finally took the words, his voice was indifferent: "Cultivation is always dangerous, how can there be a gentle and peaceful method?"

He proudly said: "For more than ten years, when I was enlightened, I encountered many dangers and almost died several times. Hehe, fortunately, the law of heaven pays off."

Chen Feng asked: "Then where is the danger?"

Shang Yuan said: "After practicing, the golden core cracked slightly, and the realm fell for a short time, but as long as it survives, the golden core will not only be more solidified, but also the cultivation level can be raised to a higher level."

He proudly said: "If you were in the Golden Core Great Perfection Realm, you might be like me, break through the Nascent Soul Realm, and be able to understand the way of heaven and see the secret of heaven!"

In the main hall, there was silence, but soon, the whispers quickly soared.

Many people looked a little weird.

Finally, the old man Yu Wenhan who had been watching coldly couldn't help it, and said bluntly: "If you don't break it, you can't stand it, first break it and then stand it. Isn't that similar to Yuan Zuoyi's evil method of breaking gold?"

Shang Yuan said lightly: "That's naturally different. After practicing the evil method created by the big devil, it can only be condensed into a magic pill, but the mental method I realized will eventually lead to the righteous path."

He breathed out again suddenly, the cloud of clear air hovered above his head, the mist was rising, and the little baby with closed eyes was shining golden, and appeared again.

The person who had slight doubts in his heart finally let go of the anxiety in his heart.

That's right, Yuan Zuoyi's broken golden formula back then was only possible for people from the Xianzong sect to practice, but after breaking the golden elixir, after practicing this weird retrograde method, the chance of successfully condensing the magic elixir is only [-]%, almost [-]%. Half of the people will go mad and explode directly.

Even if it succeeds, it will completely become a demon cultivator, and it will be necessary to swear allegiance to Yuan Zuoyi. As a result, many Xianzong disciples are forced to leave the house, and even a few radicals take the initiative to join the Demon Sect, intending to give it a try. It is the ultimate evil.

If Shang Yuan's mentality can make people maintain the golden core and break through the realm, then it is really a rare commodity!

Tantai Minghao's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Sect Master Shang, what's your plan? Before you came, I heard that you intend to make this precious mentality known to the public, but you don't know how to trade it?"

Before Shang Yuan could answer, Ning Cheng took over the words: "The family teacher has to understand the way of heaven, and the mortal world has long been out of his mind. As long as he can benefit the Immortal Sect and lead more people to become like-minded people, he is willing to pass on the mind for free. , there is no need for any exchange, let alone resource offerings."

Chen Feng's eyes lit up: "Oh, is Sect Master Shang so magnanimous?"

Shang Yuan sighed leisurely: "Everyone, I have successfully cultivated alone, and I have worked hard to improve it. I think I have greatly reduced the risk, but this mentality is profound after all, and it is by no means everyone can practice."

Chen Feng looked urgently: "Sect Master Shang can succeed in cultivation, so we must have a chance too."

Shang Yuan nodded: "Juniors of the Golden Core Condensation, it is best not to try it rashly. The more determined and superb the cultivation base, the more able to stick to the mind during the transformation, and they are the best candidates for cultivation."

The discussion below could no longer be suppressed, not to mention the suzerains, those outstanding disciples who had entered the middle stage of Jindan among the juniors were all moved.

Li Ji was sitting not far from Yuanqinghang, and quietly said to Chang Yuaner beside him: "Miss Chang, are you willing to practice this?"

Chang Yuaner opened her almond-shaped eyes: "I don't want it. Well, what if I go crazy, what can I do?"

Li Ji was a little disappointed: "But the further you go in the cultivation, the slower the progress. If there is a way to improve the realm quickly, it will be very eye-catching."

Someone next to him nodded along: "Yes, even if you don't practice, but if everyone else practices and their realm advances by leaps and bounds, they will all throw you far away, and the resources in the clan will also pour into others in the future. At that time, wouldn't it be a missed step? Miss it everywhere?"

Yuan Qinghang poked his head over with a serious expression: "You are right, if everyone has practiced this technique and exploded to the Nascent Soul Realm, every one of your Central Plains immortals will have a golden child on their head, and your head will be bald. Yes, it must be ugly."

Chang Yuaner "pushed" and laughed out loud.

The person who spoke rolled his eyes and caught sight of the ferocious poisonous snake hairpin coiled on top of his head. He was disgusted and annoyed at the same time: "Even if it's naked, it looks better than you with a snake's head on it."

Yuan Qinghang was surprised and said: "What happened to the snake's head? Our Seven Poison Sect regards poisonous snakes as sacred objects. The snake skin can be used as a pocket, and the snake meat is very delicious to make soup. The snake's eyes and gallbladder can be used as medicine, and you people in the Central Plains love to raise them." The pigs are the same, the whole body is full of babies."

He talked nonsense, and Chang Yuan'er listened to it as interesting, and didn't dislike him for his rough appearance, and said with a smile: "Yes, the Yuwen family also carries a puppet snake with him, isn't it that everyone says he is superb in magic skills, and also No one finds it disgusting."

Yuan Qinghang's heart moved slightly, and his eyes quietly looked somewhere in the distance.

Among a group of luxuriously dressed Shuzong disciples, Yu Wenli looked gentle and pale, and was talking warmly with the person next to him.

He was still Pianpian Zhuoshijia's young master, still calm, humble and polite.

But the sword beside him seemed to have changed.

The originally colorful scabbard turned into a plain pattern, and Yuan Qinghang quietly used his spiritual power to probe the scabbard for a moment.

The hostility that was suppressed by the blood contract seemed to be no longer detectable.

Li Ji is also an outstanding junior of the Shuzong. Hearing this, he shook his head: "Yu Wenli's puppet snake was originally powerful, but it was broken into several pieces by the young master Yuan at the wedding banquet last time. It is more difficult to repair it." Son."

The person next to him interjected: "It is rumored that his sword soul was sealed by Mr. Yuwen, and the puppet snake suffered heavy damage. Tsk tsk, I think his current combat power is greatly reduced."

Chang Yuan'er curled her lips: "He did it for himself. Hmph, men who trick girls into getting married are not good things."

Yuan Qinghang gave a thumbs up sincerely: "This girl speaks nicely, looks good, and is not greedy for that Golden Dragon Art. She is a sensible person."

Chang Yuaner laughed so hard: "What Golden Dragon Jue, there are only Po Jin Jue and Canglong Jue!"

Yuan Qinghang slapped his head, and the snake letter on the poisonous snake hairpin above his head suddenly trembled, looking like a living thing: "Ah, I'm confused, I can't understand what you people from the Central Plains are saying. I see it is similar , it’s better to call it the second generation of Po Jin Jue, which is easier to remember.”

He continued to talk nonsense with eloquence, only beating around the bush to cite Pojin Jue, but the people around him didn't agree much, on the contrary, they were all eager to try.

He saw it in his eyes, but he was secretly worried: This old man Shang Yuan didn't know the details, and he couldn't see what kind of plan he was planning.

If this dead old man really has the world in mind and is so selfless, he doesn't believe it at all!

But what exactly is he planning?

If there is any weirdness in acting, there must be an internal reason.

As soon as Shang Yuan left the customs, he was neither in a hurry to rectify the sect, nor was he busy in consolidating his cultivation, but was busy teaching others to create their own minds, unless he was a great sage!

While thinking quickly, someone in the VIP seat on the stage suddenly opened his mouth slowly.

"Sect Master Shang, you are not limited to the views of the sect, and you are willing to support the younger generation of the Xianmen. Everyone admires and appreciates it. However, this mentality is a new one after all, and there has not been a lot of practice precedents. You can survive the remodeling period safely, and others may not. .”

The person who spoke was gray-haired, but his eyes were shining brightly. It was Yi Baiyi, the great doctor who had been silent all this time.

He sincerely bowed his hands to Shang Yuan: "Once something goes wrong, it can range from being insane, the meridians are disordered and destroyed, and the worst is that you may lose your life. This kind of thing, even I, can't be cured. I don't know if Sect Master Shang has concern?"

Shang Yuan said indifferently: "The meridian is destroyed, you doctors can't save it, but I can."

He pointed to Shang Wuji who was sitting in a wheelchair next to him: "I'll let you see what a real miracle is."

As soon as the words fell, he had already stood up and stepped in front of his son who had been disabled for many years.

Stretching out his hands, his palms were red again, bright red like blood, and his spiritual power soared.

"Papa", his palms flew like flying, and quickly hit Shang Wuji's disabled legs, as if popping beans were exploding, and as if bones were being broken inch by inch.

Shang Wuji screamed miserably, and his body trembled violently, obviously suffering from great pain.

Shang Lang, His Highness, who was sitting in the junior seats, suddenly exclaimed, and rushed to the high platform: "Father!..."

On Shang Wuji's thigh, countless veins twitched violently. Yi Baiyi stood beside him, staring in shock at the atrophied blood vessel that suddenly filled up: "This?..."

After a while, Shang Yuan suddenly stopped his palm and pulled Shang Wuji suddenly: "Get up!"

Shang Wuji cried out in pain and was forced to stand up by him, but when everyone thought he would collapse immediately, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

His body was trembling, but his eyes were full of shock, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Trembling, he took a few steps on the ground with his slender legs! ...

As soon as Shang Lang rushed forward, he suddenly froze.