Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

months later.

At the foot of the continuous thousand mountains, a few young disciples wearing Jianzong costumes are patrolling along the mountain road, cautiously.

In the distance is the boundless dense forest. It is broad daylight, but the inside is still dark and dark, and there are faint roars of wild beasts.

The two disciples in front walked side by side, complaining in a low voice: "We have always commanded others in the majestic Lingxiao Palace, and now we are arranged to patrol the mountains of the Cangqiong Sect. It really doesn't matter."

"You don't even look at what's going on now." The people around him looked around nervously, "In the past, in the Sword Sect, the Lingxiao Palace and the Cangqiong Sect were two rivals, and our palace master's seniority was higher than that of Ning Zhang. door, but now?"

The disciples next to him fell silent.

Ever since Shang Yuan left the customs and showed his top cultivation, he has officially surpassed all the immortal sects. Even their palace master Chen Feng dared not show any disrespect to that terrifying Nascent Soul master.

The other families of the Shu Sect and the Medicine Sect are even more in awe of that Shang Yuan, and they will follow all the arrangements.

"But what is the Sky Sect going to do?" Finally, someone couldn't help it, and slashed at the grass around him with a sword, "Not only did they use the big formation to seal the mountain, they said it was to prevent the invasion of the Demon Sect, and they also ordered everyone to obey their orders." , patrolling everywhere, not allowed to enter or exit.”

"That's right, so many people from the Immortal Sect are trapped here. Is this the anti-Evil Sect monster, or is it protecting everyone?" Someone said angrily.

"Shhhhhhh!" The people around him immediately said nervously, "It's always right to guard against death. People have died in the Yingbin Yashe one after another these days, and our senior brother has also passed away. Aren't you afraid?"

A few people thought of the tragic death of those newly deceased two days ago, and they all shivered.

It used to be that someone died suddenly in the retreat room in the back mountain, but now it has developed to the point where the Yingbin Yashe is not safe anymore. Who doesn't feel in danger?

The little young master of the Demon Sect made waves, but eventually died in the abyss of Qianzhong Mountain. The hatred of the people in the Demon Sect was overwhelming. Although they did not launch a large-scale offensive, it was obvious to sneak in secretly.

The two protectors on the left and right, one is good at strange poison, the other is good at ghost formation, they show up without knowing it, but secretly kill them, as long as they are not dealing with the grand master, the remaining junior disciples will probably die sooner or later.

The big disciple who first practiced Canglong Jue in Lingxiao Palace did not survive the disaster either.

Although he didn't die in the retreat room on the top of the mountain, he died suddenly in the room the day before yesterday.When he was discovered in the early hours of the morning, his body was already cold, his golden elixir was gone, and his spiritual power was withered.

"Besides, it's not that our family was ordered, and the other big sects, which ones are not all honest and obey orders?" The senior brother in the lead was more stable, frowning.

"That's right. Yuwen's family is not only obedient, but they even help out with them and assign tasks. I see that they are very active." Someone murmured, "Tell me, are they afraid of the power of the sky faction and show their favor first?" climb?"

"Anyway, Mr. Yuwen has always been smart and alert, even he has seen the situation clearly..."

"By the way, let's put it this way, at the wedding banquet, the matter of Mozong Yuan Qinghang testifying against him can finally be cleared--Young Master Yuwen is also unlucky, and he was inexplicably covered in dirt."

A group of people are a little inexplicably ashamed.

Not to mention, they were all there at the time, saw the water curtain at the wedding banquet with their own eyes, and listened to Yu Wenli's specious explanation, and even really suspected that Mr. Yu Wen was suspected of murder.

It can be seen that what you see may not be true, everything is possible.

As the mountain road gradually narrowed, a younger disciple looked at the dense forest that covered the sky in the distance, and said in fear: "Senior brother, let's turn around. The mountains are deep and dense forests over there. If there is a demon sect lurking in it, we will Daoxing is not enough to look at."

The younger brother behind him nodded hurriedly: "And over there is the place where the young master of the Demon Sect fell dead. I heard that there are many evil sects in the magic sect's magic. , or be made into puppets by people from their Demon Sect..."

"That's right, you said that people who died suddenly inexplicably these days, suddenly in the corpse room, there is no sound, isn't it a ghost who complained about the corpse?"

Following his words, a vague howl suddenly came from the dark forest in the distance. The sound was dull but long, like a beast or a ghost crying.

Everyone felt cold, and turned around in a hurry, chasing after each other, as if they were afraid of being overtaken by something: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Just as they were talking, a huge shadow suddenly flashed above everyone's heads.

A ferocious Gu Eagle flapped its red flesh wings and rushed down, its huge body was extremely flexible, its four hooves stomped in the air, and it was stepping hard on the head of a disciple who was lagging behind.

With a scream, the Gu carving's sharp claws grabbed it and tore off a piece of bloody scalp.

Everyone was shocked, they hurriedly drew their swords to meet them, but the Gu carving succeeded, and rushed back to the sky, looking down on them from afar, with arrogant and disdainful eyes.

The injured person kept screaming in pain, and the brothers could only stop quickly and help him stop the bleeding and heal his wounds, palpitations: "Damn it, how come there are such vicious groups of Gu carvings in this Thousand Mountains? Recently, many people have been attacked Bar?"

One of the little disciples who helped bandage the bandage said in a low voice: "I heard that this kind of beast is very vengeful. A few years ago, during the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, didn't the Medicine Sect competition catch a lot of Gu carvings as exam questions? Since then, it seems that Qian Zhong People in the mountains have been harassed and attacked by Gu eagles."

Everyone fell silent, and for a while someone said angrily: "It really is an indiscriminate bastard, so you should go to the Cangqiong Sect!"

"How can a beast recognize an enemy...Anyway, those who come and go here are all targets of revenge."

"Forget it, it's only a small one. Don't look at it as a big one. It's just a juvenile in the group of Gu carvings. If you meet those adults, you'll die if you catch them with one claw!"

A group of people worked hard for a long time before treating the injured senior brother. They found a strong person to carry them on their backs, and walked back dejectedly.

"By the way, what's going on with the Cangqiong Sect?" Suddenly someone asked, "I heard that Shang Wuji, the son of Senior Shang, has improved a lot, but Ning Dai is still in charge?"

Someone scratched his head: "Ah... I can't figure it out. Anyway, it's Ning Dai's head who orders the families and arranges affairs now. He, it's not what it used to be."

"How to say?"

"Everyone has seen him before. He used to be such a kind and polite fairy, but now he has a gloomy face every day. He is not polite to the peers of the sect masters.",

The leading disciple sneered: "It's not just him, almost the entire Cangqiong Sect has practiced the Canglong Jue, and its combat power is probably much higher than that of the entire Sword Sect. It is inevitable that they all have eyes above their heads and are domineering."

A disciple beside him hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "But I heard that Ning Dai's head is like this, it seems to be because of his beloved disciple."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the disciples of Lingxiao Palace suddenly shut up.

After walking on the mountain road silently for a while, someone sighed: "That Ning Duo is also pitiful."

"Yeah, I have been fascinated by ghosts for a long time, and I regard the 'Smiling Rentu' as a good friend, and I firmly don't believe the facts that are obvious in front of me. Tell me, this person...is he confused in sword practice? Do you not understand the worldly ways?"

"Yeah, if it wasn't for being pierced through the heart with a sword in the end, I'm afraid I still can't see through that everything is a scam set up by the monsters of the Mozong."

Several people shook their heads one after another: "Fortunately, the young master of the Demon Sect was weak before he died, so he couldn't take his life with a sword."

"That's right, the sword wound is only a little short of Jindan. Fortunately, he was rescued after only being in a coma for a day."

After waking up, it is said that he only lay down quietly on the sickbed for a cup of tea. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he got up immediately, and after saying goodbye to his master Ning Cheng, he disappeared.

He must also feel ashamed, shameless to face his ardent elders and respected master, and simply leave temporarily to wander around until his mood calms down.

After all, everyone in the world has seen with their own eyes that the most outstanding young genius of the Cang Qiong Sect, whose cultivation was against the sky, was publicly humiliated and ridiculed by the monsters of the Demon Sect, and was almost dragged away before he died.

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Behind them, the little gu eagle hovered in the air for a while, watching the people's backs go away, then it flapped its wings triumphantly and disappeared into the dense forest.

Qianzhong Mountain was originally a series of mountains. There are spiritual veins lying in wait under the main mountain range, and there are also remote mountains on the edge.

This deep valley and dense forest is just under the cliff of the back mountain of Qianzhong Mountain. It is extremely deep from the top of the mountain. Looking down from the mountain, even in the daytime, you can only see the top of a nearly pitch-black forest.

There is thick fog and miasma floating on it all year round, which is completely different from other spiritual fog-wrapped Lingshan Mountains.

The little Gu Eagle landed in the forest, closed its wings, and rushed towards the center along the rotting leaves.

It is dark in the forest, and only a little bit of sunlight shines in in a few places where the trees are sparser.

In more places, there are poisonous mushrooms and dangerous vines that are not commonly seen outside, and hallucinogenic swamp gas and miasma are everywhere.

But the little Gu Eagle seemed to have gotten used to these things, calmly passed through the black mist, and rushed to the side of a pool of water in the forest.

The area of ​​the water pool is huge, like a small lake, with dense unknown algae floating on it, deep blue patches, and strange shapes.

And on the edge of the water pool, there is a huge banyan tree, it does not know how old it is, and it stands proudly in this quiet dense forest.

Numerous snow-white air roots hang down into the water like long beards, and the faint sunlight casts on the water. The golden floating light is entwined with emerald green algae and snow-white air roots, which is a strange sight that cannot be seen outside.

The little Gu Eagle ran under the banyan tree, raised its head and yelled up the tree.

It's completely different from the ferocious roar when facing the enemy just now, but it's soft and whiny, as soft as if you were coquettishly asking for credit,

In the silence, among the dense green leaves on the tree, a hand hung down and waved lazily towards the tree.

It was so white that it was almost transparent, with a beautiful shape, and a small pill was held between the fingertips, and it was thrown down.

The little Gu Diao jumped happily, opened his mouth to catch the fragrant little pill, and began to chew it.

In the dense forest in the distance, there were a few more rough roars suddenly.

"Your parents are calling you, why don't you go quickly?" A clear and lazy voice came from the tree, it seemed a little weak, but it was smiling.

The little Gu Diao ignored him, just finished chewing the pill on his own, then wiped his mouth contentedly, turned around and jumped towards the water.

Its body was much larger than before, and when it jumped down like this, a huge splash of water was splashed.

Countless algae were dripping on its body, and it dazedly stretched out its big claws and tore off a few that were covering its eyes.

Lying in the sticky water, a fragrant and strange fragrance came faintly from the water, making it drowsy.

After rolling a few times, it stared lazily into the distance in a daze.

Suddenly, a small field mouse ran past in the distance, and its eyes widened immediately.

As soon as its body was stretched, its strong body rose into the air, and a blue wave surged up, wanting to go ashore to chase after it.

From the banyan tree next to him, there was another sad voice: "You misunderstood, it's not Duoduo."

Seeing the appearance of the little vole clearly, the little Gu Diao immediately froze, and fell back into the water with a plop.

"Your little friend is by his father's side." The man on the tree said leisurely, rustling as he spoke, not knowing if he was eating melon seeds or hard wild fruits.

The little Gu Eagle looked up at the tree, and didn't know how many words he understood.

"His father spoils it, and gives it a pile of pine cones to eat every day." The man on the tree sighed, "I'm afraid that if I see you next time, its teeth will be broken—although I'm good at medicine, but Not a dentist either."

In the boundless dense forest, there is only one person and one eagle, chatting nonsense.

"Hey, tell me, he thought about it for a long time after waking up, will he figure it out?" The man on the tree whistled leisurely, melodiously, "After all, I whistled twice before falling off the cliff. Knowing that I'm calling you, he should have guessed it, right?"

Hearing the whistling of the whistle, the little Gu Eagle suddenly soared into the air, spread out its huge fleshy wings, and rushed to the air above its head.

In the huge banyan tree, a figure plummeted down, hair danced wildly, and a bunch of golden rings shone brightly.

The little Gu Eagle screamed, and accurately caught the falling figure in the air, triumphantly carried the man on its back, circled a few times in the low jungle, and then flew back under the tree again.

As if he has played countless times before, he is proficient and precise.

The handsome young man on his back was lying lazily on the back of the pedals, holding his chin weakly: "When he heard me calling you, he probably thought that we jumped off the cliff together, but he didn't expect that I would stab him with a sword and then Hurt yourself."

He rubbed the slippery neck of the little Gu Diao in distress: "Tell me, even if he can figure it out, will he still be mad at me? Otherwise, why would he leave alone without leaving a message? I?"

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He said with a bitter face, "What do you think? I'm sure I can coax Aunt Hong and Uncle Ji, but he... I'm a little scared, I'm afraid I won't make it through this time."