Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

The moon shadow swayed, the bamboo leaves whirled, his face was half hidden in the shadows, and he looked quite ethereal and empty. Li Ji was shocked, and his voice trembled: "You...you?"

Chang Yuaner exclaimed, and suddenly covered her mouth with her hand.

Yuan Qinghang let out a laugh, and walked out of the bamboo forest: "Okay, I'm not dead, I'm alive!"

Chang Yuaner stared at the boy opposite, her eyes slowly filled with tears.

Yuan Qinghang stretched out his hand to touch the end of Caichun, and Caichun twisted happily in the air a few times, and reluctantly flew back to Chang Yuaner's hand.

Li Ji stared at the shadow behind Yuan Qinghang with staring eyes, then rushed forward in surprise and joy, and punched him hard on the shoulder.

"You scared us to death. We all thought you were going to die. It turns out you're all right!"

Yuan Qinghang bared his teeth, and covered his heart with a bitter face: "There is still something wrong. The wound was hammered by you."

Li Ji was taken aback: "Oh yes, you...you were stabbed by Ning Xiaoxian!"

Chang Yuan'er glared at Li Ji, and said angrily: "You're so sloppy, with such force, even a good person will be injured internally by you."

Li Ji blushed and whispered, "Aren't I happy?"

Yuan Qinghang looked at the two of them with a smile: "Okay, let's get down to business. I'm here this time, and I want to meet your fathers and lords. May I introduce you?"

Both of them were startled, Li Ji hesitated and said, "What are you going to do?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said, "Do you believe me?"

Chang Yuaner's eyes were slightly red, and she whispered, "Of course."

Li Ji hurriedly said: "Me too! Last time you gave me the panacea to heal my wounds and nourish my lungs, I haven't had a chance to thank you yet."

"Then trust me again." Yuan Qinghang said softly, "I just wanted to discuss it with you two, but I just heard that the two elders were also suspicious, so I wanted to try it."

Li Ji gritted his teeth: "Okay, it happens that my father is here as a guest, let's go in and talk together!"

Yuan Qinghang glanced at him with a faint smile: "Is uncle familiar with the head of the Haiqing sect?"

Li Ji and Chang Yuaner glanced at each other quickly, their faces flushed.

... There are many trees, and the candles in the house are flickering.

After staying in the small hall for a full hour, Yuan Qinghang finally came out of the room.

Chang Yuaner and Li Ji followed behind him, their faces extremely ugly.

Yuan Qinghang looked at the two people, smiled and said: "Why are you so depressed? The two elders are very smart, there must be a way."

Chang Yuan'er clenched her glutinous rice teeth, "But...if it's really like what you said, how can you be kind?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "So many people have died, and many more people will die. There is no possibility of any kindness, is there?"

Li Ji said worriedly: "Brother Yuan, where are you going next?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled and waved at them: "I'll go around, find old friends and old friends, and lobby again."

……

In the elegant house of the Mu family, Ning Cheng sat in the wing room where Mu Qinghui lived alone, with a gloomy expression.

Mu Qinghui stared at him: "Aren't you going to explain it to me now?"

Ning Cheng lowered his eyes: "I don't need to tell you, can't you really see clearly?"

Mu Qinghui stood up: "What exactly do you grand masters want to do? Do you want to be superior to all the immortal sects and dominate alone, or do you plan to simply recruit all outstanding disciples from all sects into your sect?"

Ning Cheng raised his head, with complicated expressions in his eyes, and said for a while, "I'm afraid it won't stop."

Mu Qinghui's heart trembled: "What do you mean?"

Ning Cheng said indifferently: "Master is hundreds of years old now, and he was already No. 1 in Xianzong before the battle between immortals and demons."

Mu Qinghui gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "I heard that Ning Wanfeng's cultivation was progressing very fast back then, and there was a vague meaning that the green came out of the blue?"

Ning Cheng smiled softly, and the corners of his lips sneered: "Yes, even you know it. Now that he has come out of seclusion for many years, his cultivation has reached the peak, and no one in the world can stop him."

He said indifferently: "So, no matter what he wants to do, who can oppose and defy?"

Mu Qinghui was shocked and anxious: "Then what exactly does he want? Another battle between immortals and demons, forcing everyone to join him in completely destroying the demon sect?"

Ning Cheng looked at him with clear eyes, and seemed to be a little pity and sad.

He said softly: "There is no real hatred between him and Mozong... If it's really only for this, then that's fine."

Mu Qinghui couldn't understand what he heard, but he became more and more uneasy.

He stared at Ning Cheng, and sighed for a long while: "Brother Ning, you and I have known each other for many years, and I will ask you one last question—you are the acting head of the Sky Sect, and you are a highly valued apprentice of Shang Yuan. Is your home safe?"

Ning Cheng looked at him, and said softly for a while: "Mr. Qinghui...I will save your life even if I die."

Mu Qinghui was stunned, and his heart sank heavily.

"Brother Ning, Shennonggu and the Cangqiong faction have been friends for many years." He said shyly, "When you first became the head of the sect, your foundation was not stable, and the various immortal sects were quite negligent. Did my senior brother treat you quite differently on various occasions?" Retaliation, respectful?"

Ning Cheng lowered his eyes lightly: "Yes."

"Jiarong, you watched him grow up, do you also treat him as a nephew?"

Ning Cheng said again: "Yes."

"What's the use of keeping me alone?" Mu Qinghui became more and more frightened, and his eyes couldn't help showing pleading, "I just ask you to keep the entire Mu family!"

Ning Cheng sighed softly: "I have already reminded Jiarong not to practice Canglong Jue."

Mu Qinghui said anxiously: "He has a childlike heart, how can he resist temptation? What's wrong with this thing, can it be rescued?"

Ning Cheng was silent for a while, then stood up.

He dusted off the white fairy robe, as if he wanted to brush off the blood and dust that didn't exist, as if he wanted to brush off some old things and concerns.

"Mr. Qinghui, from today onwards, Shennonggu will not have any contact with me anymore." He stared at Mu Qinghui and said in harmony.

Mu Qinghui stared blankly at his strange look: "Why?"

"Because I can't protect your whole family, nor can I guarantee what will happen next." Ning Cheng said.

Without looking at Mu Qinghui again, he turned and walked towards the door.

Behind him, Mu Qinghui suddenly spoke.

"Brother Ning, when the Sky Sect captured a large number of Gu carvings for examination questions, did the drug prescriptions I gave you leak out?"

Ning Cheng's body froze, as if stiff as a stone for an instant.

"Why do you ask that?" He didn't look back.

Mu Qinghui looked at his back, and said in a hoarse voice: "When the Misty Array tragedy happened, I arrived first with my senior brother. Although the poisonous fog is about to clear away, there are still traces of it in the air."

His voice trembled slightly: "I didn't tell my brother, nor did I mention it to anyone. I kept telling myself that this was just a coincidence."

Ning Cheng didn't say a word, and put his fingers on his waist silently.

Mu Qinghui stared at the hilt in his hand, and said in a shy voice, "You also entrusted our Mu family to purchase a large amount of rosewood."

Ning Cheng finally said calmly: "I need an antidote after being fascinated by the gu carving. In the formula you gave me, this flavor is the main medicine."

Mu Qinghui said word by word: "You don't need so many. I only found out afterwards that your purchase volume has caused a shortage of goods on the market."

Ning Cheng finally turned around slowly, his indifferent eyes were icy cold.

"Then?"

Mu Qinghui's voice was hoarse: "Then, this taste is missing in the portable antidote that the major medicine sects always have."

In the mist formation, so many medicine sect disciples, the antidote that can be produced, without exception, all of them are almost ineffective!

Ning Cheng said calmly: "Since you started to suspect and started to investigate, why didn't you ask me earlier?"

Mu Qinghui's handsome and gentle face showed a trace of pain and fear: "Because I have never really suspected that it is the things about your Cangqiong faction that scare me these days!"

Ning Cheng took a step forward, but Mu Qinghui stared at the sword in his hand, and immediately took a few steps back: "...don't come here."

Ning Cheng stopped in place.

He looked down at his hand on the hilt of the sword, and smiled: "Mr. Qinghui, do you still remember when we were young when we were out in danger?"

The expression in Mu Qinghui's eyes was complicated, both sad and sad: "In front of the evil beast, you fought hard with this sword... and helped me block the fatal blow."

Ning Cheng nodded: "You also gave me your last wound medicine."

He stared at Mu Qinghui sadly: "So, now, do you think I will hurt you with this sword?"

Mu Qinghui was stunned and said nothing.

Ning Cheng said indifferently: "I have already sent Duo'er away. He didn't want to go at first, but I told him the place where his uncle died. He finally couldn't help but go to find the truth, and finally left the right and wrong place." land."

He suddenly drew his sword, the blue light surged, and he slashed lightly on the ground in front of him, drawing a neat crack like a cut.

"So, Qinghui-jun, I don't have any worries anymore. If one day I go against the grain and do something terrible, you remember, just cut off with me as soon as possible."

……

Mu Qinghui sat down on the chair in a daze, stretched out his hand, and pressed against the throbbing temple.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a soft knock outside the window.

He raised his head suddenly, grabbed the sword in his hand, pointed in the air, and said sharply: "Who is where!"

The window bolt was turned slightly, and it was opened from the outside. A beautiful young man stood quietly in front of the window, with starry eyes and sculpted eyebrows.

Looking at his familiar face, Mu Qinghui was suddenly taken aback, almost thinking he was dazzled: "You...you're not dead?!"

Yuan Qinghang jumped into the window, closed the window casually, and said casually: "Of course."

He grinned and pointed to his nose: "I carry so many cauldrons on my body, the Shuzong Dabi manipulated the corpses, the mist array killed many people, the Tantai family's massacre, and now it's the Qianzhong Mountain who assassinated the Immortal Sect!" Practitioner. If this dies, wouldn't everything fall on my head?"

Mu Qinghui was speechless, and smiled wryly, "What do you want?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "Not much, I just want to have a good chat with you and Mu Guzhu."

Mu Qinghui waved his hands in pain: "We can't protect ourselves, so we can't help you."

Yuan Qinghang tilted his head and smiled slightly: "Master Immortal, I sent someone to give you a section of rosewood, has it finally awakened you?"

Mu Qinghui's body trembled suddenly, and he looked at him in shock: "It's you!"

Yuanqing Hang Youyou sat down opposite him, poured himself a cup of tea first, and looked like he was going to chat all night: "I said that the Sky Sect is always conspiring, and that the master and apprentice Ning Cheng and Shang Yuan have their own ulterior motives. , and no one believes it. Now that you are all about to die, you finally believe me, right?"

Mu Qinghui said patiently: "What is dying?"

Yuanqing Hangqi said: "Huh? Ever since that dead old man Shang Yuan gathered you here, people from your Xianzong have died one after another. Can't you see it?"

He clapped his hands: "Mu Guzhu and you are not really stupid, you must have seen it, otherwise you would not have escaped overnight, but were dragged back by the wolf."

Mu Qinghui Qingjun frowned: "Are you here to laugh at us?"

Yuan Qinghang stopped his smile and turned serious: "Of course not. Our Demon Sect was wronged and framed, and it is also miserable. Now that Shang Yuan attacks the Demon Sect, it is difficult for us to fight head-on."

Mu Qinghui was silent.

Ning Cheng had just arrived, and he also mentioned one thing: a few days later, Shang Yuan will publicly interrogate a few demon cultivators on the Immortal Punishment Platform. murderer.

Yuan Qinghang said in a deep voice: "I just want to see if it is possible. Let's unite together and save ourselves."

Mu Qinghui hesitated and said: "But my senior brother hates your Demon Sect deeply, you know that. Whenever he saw Li Hongling, he would go crazy with hatred. He will never join forces with your Demon Sect."

Yuan Qinghang touched his nose: "So I can only come to you."