Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

The little Gu Diao let out an ignorant cry, turned its head, stuck out its tongue affectionately, and licked the hand hanging by its neck.

Its body is already as big as a calf, and its tongue looks soft, but it is actually extremely rough, with some light grains on it, and faint barbs.

Yuan Qinghang withdrew his hand suddenly, and when he looked down, there was a slight red mark on his white hand.

He was angry and funny, stretched out his finger and flicked the forehead of the little Gu Diao: "Your tongue is like a tiger, you can lick a layer of skin off a person with one lick!"

The little Gu Diao looked down at his hand, seemed to know that he had made a mistake, hummed obediently, and rubbed his arm flatteringly.

Yuan Qinghang was stunned for a while, and finally pulled himself together, reached out and patted its head: "Go, let's go out for a walk!"

The little Gu Eagle let out a joyful cry and jumped into the sky.

Passing through layers of dense forest, it quickly flew to a hidden valley. Yuan Qinghang patted its neck and pointed, and landed by a mountain stream.

The stream is ding-dong, clear to the bottom, and colorful fallen flowers float from time to time.

He stared at the surface of the water, and suddenly slapped his palms, picked up one of the countless fallen flowers, and held it in his hand.

The color of the flower is bright red, and the shape of the flower is especially perfect. When I hold it in my hand, I feel that the petals are like wax, extremely hard.

Break open the calyx, inside is a small talisman paper, Yuan Qinghang squeezed a small fireball technique and ignited the talisman paper.

A line of elegant small characters quickly appeared on it, which was exactly Shuang Jiang's familiar handwriting.

"Young Master's arrangement has been completed, and the requested materials have also been placed in the old place."

Yuan Qinghang looked down and threw the remaining ashes back into the stream.

Slowly climbed onto the back of the little Gu Eagle, and flew to another place.

Outside a very hidden cave, under the wild vines, a perfect shield blocked the entrance of the cave.

He opened the branches and leaves familiarly and went in. There was a huge storage bag in the cave, and when he opened it, it was full of various supplies.

In the innermost part, there was a smaller storage bag, which was the one that was searched after he folded it in Ning Cheng's hands.

Next to it was a small note with the same handwriting on it: "Xianjun Ning came personally three days ago, left this thing behind, and left without saying a word."

Yuan Qinghang stared at the storage bag in a daze, lost his mind for a while, and carefully put it in his arms for a long time.

After going out of the cave, the little Gu Diao was guarding outside, randomly playing with Ye Teng, seeing his expression, he was stunned.

It seemed to feel Yuan Qinghang's wilting breath, it rushed up quickly, stretched its head to look into the dark cave, and suddenly let out a ferocious growl, which was very threatening.

Yuan Qinghang was dumb, and patted its head: "There are no bad guys in it. But..."

He thought for a while, and became more and more frustrated: "He has already found Sister Shuangjiang and the others, and he will come to me in a matter of minutes. But he won't come. What to do, what to do... Could he be really angry? Coax The bad kind."

The little Gu Eagle tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly nodded vigorously.

Yuan Qinghang turned pale with shock: "You can't understand people's words, why are you nodding your head indiscriminately! He won't be really angry... He is the most gentle and kind, and he is generous and tolerant. How can he be such a small-hearted person? "

The little Gu Diao immediately nodded again indiscriminately.

Yuan Qinghang was overjoyed, and rubbed its big head vigorously: "That's right! He must be able to understand my good intentions, so keeping him in this way can also make him stay in the Sky Sect and make a plan for the future plan. Internal response is also good.”

While talking, he sighed again, and murmured: "But why is he so hesitant to think about it and insists on leaving? Where can he go alone?... Does he not care about his master or Shang Lang anymore? "

……

The welcoming house of the Cangqiong School, the Mu family occupies an entire exquisite courtyard.

In the main room in the middle, the door was closed, Mu Anyang and Mu Qinghui sat facing each other, and a vine that was about to wither was placed in a small tray on the wooden table in front of them.

Mu Qinghui's handsome face was full of melancholy.

With a wave of his hand, Mu Anyang carefully added a layer of sound insulation on the window, and then slowly said: "We have heard this vine many times, what do you think?"

This half-damaged vine was brought down by Jiarong from the cliff that night, and it was said that Yuan Qinghang secretly stuffed it into his hands.

It is difficult to keep the sound of plants, and only a master of magic can barely keep a little residual sound.

As the plants wither, the sound above must also quickly fade away and cannot be heard repeatedly.

Mu Qinghui sighed: "It's nothing else, but what Senior Shang said is really strange."

He flicked the vines lightly with his fingers, and a thin voice came faintly: "...the young master of the Mu family is rushing through the pass, you sneaked in to shatter his golden core, and destroyed his internal organs. Just as I was about to leave, I bumped into you. Only then did he strike to kill."

It was Shang Yuan's voice.

Mu Anyang looked equally uneasy: "Yes."

This sentence is really too weird, Mu Jiarong is obviously fine, why would Shang Yuan say that Yuan Qinghang "broke in quietly, shattered his golden core, and destroyed his internal organs"?

But obviously, that didn't happen.

Mu Anyang stood up abruptly, and suddenly said: "Junior brother, if——I just said if..."

He paused, and said with difficulty: "If he wants to deal with Jiarong like this, and then prepares to fall on others afterwards, it seems to make sense."

He didn't say who "he" was referring to, but Mu Mu Qinghui immediately understood what he meant, and his face was also a little pale.

The two of them didn't dare to think about it any further, but the more they thought about it, the more they became clearer, and the more they thought about it, the more shocked they became.

But after all, this is just an ambiguous sentence, and it can't really prove anything when it is said.

What's more, the little young master of the demon sect was already dead and could no longer speak.

Mu Qinghui hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Brother Ning also reminded me that members of our Mu family should not practice Canglong Jue."

Mu Anyang asked anxiously: "Have you asked him again, what does that mean?"

Mu Qinghui shook his head: "That's his master, even if there's something wrong, he wouldn't dare to speak out about his teacher's right and wrong."

He thought for a while, and said: "I have known him for many years, I don't know how he treats others. But he still has a heart for me, and he will never lie to me."

Mu Anyang hurriedly walked around the room for a few steps, angry and impatient: "I'm anxious because I know he won't lie to you. Jiarong is just disobedient, he was not like this before!"

Since Mu Jiarong secretly learned that kung fu, although he failed to pass the test that night, his kung fu cultivation has indeed increased sharply.

But if you don't rush over, the spiritual power will be blocked around the meridians, which will always be a big trouble.

Mu Qinghui sighed in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "Jiarong has always been arrogant, but also simple. He has been repeatedly frustrated since he came out to walk, it is inevitable..."

In the Medicine Sect Grand Competition, he was greatly robbed of the limelight by two peers, and he was inexplicably stabbed and slashed in the mist. Later, another villain from the Demon Sect that he hated before appeared and became his own brother. , separated from father's favor, but it is hard to say.

In just two or three years, I am afraid that I have suffered more shocks than the previous ten years, so how can I not be depressed and feel that I am incompetent?

Mu Anyang said slowly: "I always feel that something is wrong!"

Mu Qinghui let out a long sigh of relief: "Brother, you finally said it, and I also think...too many people died."

It is said that the monsters of the Mozong killed so many people, but who actually saw it with their own eyes, and where did a large number of monsters of the Mozong and the Xianzong confront head-on?

Except that Yuan Qinghang was caught right now, and it seemed indisputable, but... Judging from the phonograph vine, there were many doubts.

As for the Mozong boy who died tragically and fell off the cliff, at least he never had any malice towards the entire Mu family.

When Mu Anyang was seriously injured by Li Qinghong's knife, it was he who tried his best to save Mu Anyang's life!

In the entire Thousand Mountains, countless ambitious Xianzong disciples are scrambling to practice the new method, and there are also countless people who are afraid of failing to pass the level and are still waiting and watching. There are two extreme atmospheres of fanaticism and fear everywhere.

But Mu Anyang and Mu Qinghui, the two brothers who are in charge of the Mu family, are both calm and indifferent, and they don't have too many desires and ambitions.

The two of them watched coldly for a long time, only feeling that everything in the Cangqiong Sect seemed weird.

Mu Anyang gritted his teeth and looked coldly: "No, we can't stay here anymore, even if it's for the two children, we have to leave immediately."

What kind of heaven-defying skills do these people want to practice, anyway, they are not jealous in Shennonggu;

As for what Shang Yuan was planning, they didn't dare to pursue it, and they were powerless to pursue it.

As long as you leave the center of this vortex and go back to Shennong Valley and stay behind closed doors, even if a storm is approaching, the entire fairy world will not be overturned, leaving no idle space.

Mu Qinghui stood up eagerly: "I'll make arrangements right now, and bid farewell to Brother Ning privately."

But Mu Anyang shook his head: "The Chixia Temple has many eyes and ears now, so don't disturb others. Let's leave quietly first, and then fly pigeons to pass the letter after returning to the valley."

……

late at night.

The aura of Qianzhong Mountain is withered during the day, but at night, the rolling hills are even more gloomy and dark.

A huge invisible mountain guard array shrouded the main peak, vaguely octagonal in shape, flickering slightly in the night, like a prehistoric monster breathing leisurely.

A group of people, dressed in green robes, hurried along the main road down the mountain of the Cangqiong Sect, and went straight to the exit of the valley.

Mu Jiarong followed behind Mu Anyang, and couldn't help whispering: "Father, why did we leave without saying goodbye..."

Mu Anyang said angrily: "If you hadn't acted disobediently and messed up, we were afraid that you might have something wrong, so we wouldn't have stayed here, we would have left long ago!"

It was rare for him to scold Mu Jiarong so harshly, Mu Jiarong was stunned for a moment, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Li Qinghong's cold stare, and felt even more humiliated and wronged, his eyes turned red instantly.

Mu Qinghui watched him grow up since he was a child, and he was kind to him in his heart, so he quickly said in a warm voice: "Your father and I are worried about the danger here. After all, many immortal disciples died, didn't they? It's best to go home early."

Mu Jiarong pursed his lips: "Then we should walk in the daytime in an open and aboveboard manner."

Mu Anyang was even angrier: "Is it possible to leave in a fair and honest way? Confused and naive, if your brother is as alert, I don't have to worry about you so much!"

Just now he only told Li Qinghong that he wanted to leave, but he immediately said "If you want to leave, you should leave as early as possible, overnight is best", which is a hundred times stronger than that child Jiarong.

While talking, suddenly, several figures suddenly appeared at the end of the mountain road in front of him, and they spread out faintly, blocking the way.

The leader is a young man dressed in elegant brocade, with a handsome figure, a pair of handsome phoenix eyes, and long eyebrows flying slantingly into his temples.

"Master Mu Gu, wearing frost and dew like this, and traveling through the night, I don't know where I'm going?"

He stood in the middle of the road, with a gentle smile on his lips, and his eyes lightly turned around the members of the Mu family: "Do you want to leave all of them, leaving no one behind?"

Before the others could react, the "Tu Ling" dagger in Li Qinghong's hand had suddenly been pulled out, and an evil spirit emerged quietly.

He stared at the dashing young man in front of him, his eyes raised with vigilance.

Yu Wenli's eyes passed through the people of the Mu family, looked at Li Qinghong from a distance, and smiled slightly: "You don't have to do that, little brother Li, I'm just on duty as a routine."

He didn't call Li Qinghong Mr. Mu, this old name of "Li" is like a thorn in people's heart, with a little reminder.

Li Qinghong's face changed slightly, he just sneered, but did not answer.

Mu Anyang felt unhappy, and snorted softly: "Yes, just now my wife sent a letter from home, saying that there is something urgent in Guzhong, so I was in a hurry to leave."

Yu Wenli looked respectful: "Mugu wants to go, and this junior dare not stay. But I don't know, do you have a pass card personally issued by Senior Shang?"

Mu Anyang was shocked: "What kind of token, why don't I know?"

Yu Wenli's expression was even more surprised: "Hey, why didn't the Mu family receive the announcement just passed down today?"

He thought for a while, and said apologetically: "Perhaps it's because the Mu family and the head of Ning have always been on good terms. He thought that your Mu family would never leave, so he didn't inform you?"

Mu Anyang sneered sneeringly: "Why, to leave the Cangqiong Sect now, do you still need Senior Shang's consent? If I forcefully leave, will you still try to stop me?"

Yu Wenli bowed slightly: "I don't dare to try my best to stop it, but this junior is ordered to stay on duty at night to prevent any abnormalities from entering or leaving."

Li Qinghong's eyes flickered, and his body moved quietly, submerging into the nearby grass.

Mu Anyang said coldly: "Why, is this a large formation to protect the mountain, or a large formation to seal the mountain? Is this to prevent the Mozong from entering, or to prevent everyone from going out?"

Yu Wenli sighed softly: "This junior dare not make unreasonable comments, or else, Master Mu Gu personally went to the old senior to ask?"

Before he finished speaking, a swift black figure suddenly appeared in the boundless grass behind him, stabbing his back with an evil dagger in his hand: "What are you talking about with him? Hurry up and get out!"

It was Li Qinghong who made a sneak attack.

However, Yu Wenli seemed to have been prepared for a long time, his figure swayed, and the sword in his hand met "Tu Ling" with a backhand.

His face was cold, his wrists trembled violently, a cold black puppet snake with red spar in its eyes jumped out from his sleeve, uttered a snake letter, and aimed at Li Qinghong.

Li Qinghong ridiculed: "Why, what he cut off, you repaired again?"

Yu Wenli said indifferently: "Yes, it's a pity that your young master brother will never survive again, and he can't be beheaded again."

Li Qinghong suddenly went crazy, hissed: "Dream, you are all dead, and he won't die either!"

A group of tiny puppet mechanism snakes crawled out of the grass in all directions, and surrounded everyone in the Mu family.

Yuwen waved his hand away, and the lame attendant beside him immediately raised his hand high, and the alarm arrow was exposed.

Yu Wenli said slowly: "If everyone wants to come out of the mountain by force, I can only issue a warning according to the order."

Mu Anyang's face was furious: "Our Mu family and your Yuwen family have always been harmonious, does Mr. Yuwen know what you are doing?"

Yu Wenli shook his head: "I definitely don't want Shennonggu to be an enemy, but Master Mu Gu, please don't make things difficult for us. After all, the current situation is treacherous and the Yuwen family is weak, so we have to protect ourselves."

Mu Qinghui took a step forward, the green front in his hand flashed out, and he said sharply, "Get out of the way! Do you think that you, a junior, can withstand a blow from me and my senior brother side by side?"

Yu Wenli looked at them with a strange expression: "Do you think you can get out if you defeat me? That person set up the Fengshan Formation. If he doesn't withdraw, I'm afraid you will have to forcibly break the formation."

Mu Jiarong said anxiously: "We go home normally, why don't we let us go? Is there any reason!"

Yu Wenli said: "Senior Shang said that now everyone needs to work together to resist the conspiracy of the Demon Sect. Anyone who wants to stay out of the matter and don't pay for it is unfair to the other family."

Mu Jiarong pulled out the "Lizhu" sword angrily, and the sword glowed brightly, far better than before: "You don't need to take action from the elders, just see that I can deal with you!"

Yu Wenli looked at him with a look of pity: "Young master Mu, it's useless. The last one who forcibly broke through the barrier like this was from a sect of martial arts. They relied on a little bit of magic to attack Fengshan's eyes. , Senior Shang's spiritual consciousness was touched..."

With a slight side of his body, revealing the mountain behind him, he said: "Senior Shang thought it was a surprise attack by the monsters of the Demon Sect, and with a raised hand, he had already killed several people by mistake."

On the winding mountain road, there are jagged rocks.

Among the chaotic rocks, several corpses were lying there, and the mountain wind brought blood.