Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

The next day.

Yuan Qinghang pretended to be a young disciple of Haiqing sect, and also stayed in Haiqing sect.

Early in the morning, he had just had breakfast with Chang Yuan's father and daughter when he heard a commotion outside the door.

Head Chang and Yuan Qinghang looked at each other, and got up anxiously.

Yuan Qinghang silently followed behind him and greeted him in the front hall.

A group of people dressed in brocade robes, led by a young man with phoenix eyes and eyebrows, stood there.

Seeing everyone from Haiqing sent out, he cupped his hands slightly, and said in a friendly voice, "Master Chang is good, Sect Master Shang has an order. Each sect needs two people to go to the retreat room at the back of Qianzhong Mountain to practice Canglong Jue. I don't know how expensive it is." Is it possible to appoint someone?"

Sect Leader Chang's face was ugly, and he forced a smile and said: "There is only one young disciple in this sect who is willing to go, I wonder if we can go only one person first?"

Yuan Qinghang immediately took a step forward, showing a joyful look: "I, I! I said it yesterday, and I am willing to go."

Yu Wenli's sharp eyes flicked on his face, and then looked at Head Chang: "I'm sorry, Sect Master Shang has already sent an order, and you must hand in this amount. Head Chang, please don't embarrass the younger generation."

Chang Yuan'er stood behind her father, her brows bristling with anger: "Young Master Yuwen, are you under the control of the Cangqiong Sect now?"

Yu Wenli looked at her kindly: "It's just at the orders of the Shang lord."

Chang Yuan'er sneered: "If any family doesn't make friends, what do you think?"

Yu Wenli slightly waved his hand behind him.

The disciples of the Yuwen family behind him immediately dispersed silently, forming an attack formation vaguely by the door. Yu Wenli stood in the middle with a calm expression: "Sect Master Shang ordered, those who stood on the right yesterday to ask, especially not allowed Disobeying orders."

Sect Leader Chang's face turned blue: "So what if you disobey?"

With a lift of Yu Wenli's arm, the treasured sword at his waist was unsheathed with a "cang clang", shining brilliantly.

He held the hilt of the sword with his slender fingers, and said calmly: "Whoever refuses to obey will be forcibly taken away. If anyone resists, he will be killed regardless."

Following his words, the precious sword suddenly let out a sharp howl, with a faint bloody glare.

Yuan Qinghang's pupils shrank quietly.

He is very familiar with Yu Wenli's sword.

Before the wedding banquet that day, he had fought with Yu Wenli for half a day, and afterward he heard vague rumors that after the wedding banquet, Yu Wenli's sword soul, which he had worked so hard to obtain, was suddenly sealed by his father.

But now it seems that this sword energy is still familiar, even more fierce and fierce than the last time they fought.

In the whole world, there is probably only one person left who can break the seal of a master of art like Yu Wenhan.

Shang Yuan's cultivation has really reached the point where he can do whatever he wants and overwhelm everyone. In order to make someone like Yu Wenli help him do things wholeheartedly, he actually helped Yu Wenli reunite his soldiers.

His heart moved, and he shrank back with a look of curiosity and fear: "Young Master Yuwen's sword energy is so fierce."

Yu Wenli glanced at him, and the sword in his hand was even more chilly: "You will be so powerful if you practice Canglong Jue as soon as possible."

Head Chang gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll go."

Shang Yuan asked Jindanqi monks to go by name, and there were not many qualified ones in Haiqingmen, but as soon as he said this, Yu Wenli shook his head slightly: "Sorry, Miss Chang needs to go."

Head Chang was startled, and said angrily, "I am much higher than her, what is she going to do?"

Yu Wenli said indifferently: "Sect Master Shang said that if Miss Chang is practicing there, Sect Master Chang loves her dearly, so she will definitely keep her own place outside."

Yuan Qinghang's heart sank.

To deal with a person like head Chang who is eager to love his daughter, this move can be said to be really vicious, and it actually means to take Chang Yuan'er as a hostage.

Shang Yuan has been in seclusion for many years, how could he know these people's sophistication and interpersonal relationships, I am afraid that the one who makes suggestions is this Yu Wenli, who is well versed in people's hearts, cunning and quick-witted!

Chang Yuaner's face was flushed with anger, but she also knew that the situation was threatening, so she took a step forward and stood side by side with Yuan Qinghang: "Father, I will go with my junior brother."

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "Yes, master, don't worry, with my senior sister and I taking care of each other, everything will be fine."

The two of them followed Yu Wenli out, but saw that many children from various families had already gathered outside.

Standing in groups of three or four, some were eager to try, their eyes couldn't hide their eager anticipation; some looked aggrieved and angry.

There were even bloodstains on their clothes, and they looked at the disciples of the Yuwen family with resentment in their eyes.

Yuan Qinghang was startled suddenly.

Looking at the situation, someone tried to resist, but Yu Wenli suppressed it mercilessly!

Yuan Qinghang glanced over quietly, and all he saw were young faces, including Li Ji.

Take a closer look, but there is only one Mu Jiarong in the Mu family, Li Qinghong is not there, and another Mu family disciple came.

But after looking at everyone, there is no suzerain of any family.

It seems that Shang Yuan's meaning is obvious. Firstly, it is easy for the younger generation to control, and secondly, taking these people as hostages makes it easier for their parents, teachers and elders to control them.

The members of Yuwen's family were divided into two groups, one in front and the other in the back, leading a group of disciples of the Immortal Sect, and walked silently to the back of Qianzhong Mountain.

In the crowd, someone couldn't help but whisper angrily: "The people of Yuwen's family are crazy, they are looking at us like a tiger, why, are they escorting people?"

The people around him sneered, "I've already decided to be a running dog, so what else can I say?"

On the other side, another group of people raised their voices: "What nonsense are you talking about? We went voluntarily, what are you talking about escorting? If you don't want to go, you will resolutely refuse if you have the guts. Why are you angry at Mr. Yuwen?"

"That's right, since we decided to practice with Senior Shang, it's too late to be grateful. Mr. Yuwen is called Zhien Tubao, and he understands righteousness."

Yuan Qinghang stood in the crowd, clapped his hands with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Yeah, Mr. Yuwen is too confused, we must break up with him and kill his relatives righteously."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions were brilliant.

In the distance, Mu Jiarong's face was ugly and he was very preoccupied.

I don't talk to everyone and complain, and I don't participate in discussions.I just don't know if the Mu family was finally forced to hand him over, whether it was Mu Anyang's intention or he volunteered.

At the forefront, Yu Wenli walked forward alone indifferently, as if he hadn't heard the arguments and criticisms behind him at all.

After a long while, a disciple of the Sword Sect with blood on his body sneered angrily: "The Yuwen family has always been upright, but I didn't expect such a scum to appear now. I don't think it is a family tradition, but the blood is not pure."

As soon as the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the crowd like a ghost, with a sharp sword in his hand, it swept past everyone, and suddenly stabbed at the person who spoke.

Under the momentum of the sword, a nearly invisible talisman, carrying wind and thunder, exploded on the man's chest, setting off a cloud of blood.

Everyone screamed loudly, and the Sword Sect disciple screamed even more, staggered and fell back clutching his chest: "You..."

Yu Wenli stood still in the crowd, with a smile on his handsome face, but there was no smile in his eyes: "The blood is not pure? Then let me see what color your blood is, and whether it is pure or not."

He swung the sword in his hand, and a pool of blood fell along the edge of the cold sword.

He looked down and said lightly: "It seems to be no different from others."

Several Jianzong disciples who were familiar with the man drew their swords at him and shouted angrily: "Yu Wenli, you dare to kill in public!"

Yu Wenli said: "Not dead yet."

He looked at everyone kindly: "However, if someone provokes and provokes, or even dares to mutiny, they will definitely die."

His voice was soft, his smile was light, and he still looked like the handsome Mr. Zhuo Shijia, but when everyone looked at his face, they felt a little chill in their hearts.

The handsome, courteous, intelligent and quick-witted young man from a family in the past has disappeared, and the one standing here seems to be a stranger that everyone has never known.

And this person, no longer concealing the untouchable inverse scales on his body, is more likely to kill people and surrender his name to Shang Yuan!

The group of people didn't dare to move again. Someone hurriedly gave medical treatment to the injured man, supported him, and walked up the mountain dejectedly.

Li Ji leaned over, stood beside Chang Yuaner, and quietly asked Yuan Qinghang: "Why are you here? Why don't you help outside?"

Yuan Qinghang said in a low voice: "It's okay, come in and take a look."

If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won the tiger.

Shang Yuan had already been the No.1 sword cultivator many years ago, so his mind couldn't be really confused.Now after leaving the customs, he suddenly acted in the opposite direction and acted against the dissatisfaction of the world. There must be some urgent reason.

Those who were killed by him all had golden cores disappeared and their meridians withered.

But among all the existing exercises, there is no sorcery that aims to steal people's golden core, so what is this old thief doing?

If you want to completely defeat him, you must know his purpose, otherwise there is no way to break the game.

... On the top of Qianzhong Mountain, the retreat rooms that were smashed and destroyed that night have all been repaired, and the rooms are not far apart.

Standing on the clouds, Shang Yuan looked at a group of young disciples who had just arrived, with a friendly expression: "Very good, they are all young people who are pursuing the cultivation of immortality and the mysteries of the way of heaven."

Yuan Qinghang stood in the crowd, observing him calmly.

The old man still had the same white-haired and childlike face, smooth and young, which seemed to show a strange state of rejuvenation, but for some reason, there was always a strange lifelessness on that strangely young face.

Yuan Qinghang's medical skills are excellent, and his eyes on people's looks are by no means comparable to these young disciples. Looking at it carefully, I feel that the strange feeling in my heart is getting stronger.

Shang Yuan's face was like those faces with excessive plastic surgery that he had seen in his previous life. It was stiff and weird. The round and smooth skin was slightly shining, but it was not as natural as real young skin. It was more like dead skin. A piece of poor-quality pearl powder.

Is it true that the real Nascent Soul Realm absorbs the aura of the human world and is favored by the heavens? ...

Around Shang Yuan, layers of clouds surrounded him, covering his face a little.

He went on to say: "From now on, you little immortals can study the Canglong Jue. If you have any doubts, I will send someone to explain it. If you practice quickly, you can come and report to me when you face a breakthrough. The old man will try his best to help. "

Below, someone shouted excitedly: "Thank you, Suzerain Shang, for his righteousness and selflessness!"

Shang Yuan smiled slightly, but his tone suddenly changed: "But any method of cultivation, the higher you go, the more dangerous and unknown. If someone breaks through and fails, I can't guarantee anything."

Yu Wenli stood aside, and said calmly: "On the way to cultivate immortality, there are dangers everywhere. Whether the breakthrough is successful or the body explodes into a demon, this is everyone's fortune and destiny."

Yuan Qinghang said in his heart: Here we come.

With these words foreshadowing, if any of these young disciples die in the future, they can naturally be pushed away.

A person like Yu Wenli really couldn't be more understanding. He knew what Shang Yuan needed most, so he just said what.

Sure enough, Shang Yuan looked at Yu Wenli with an expression of admiration that he couldn't conceal: "A child can be taught, and he has great understanding."

……

The retreat rooms used to be independent and scattered on the cliff, but this time, a huge stone hall was artificially repaired in the central mountain hinterland, occupying a huge area, several mu of land.

Yuan Qinghang and Chang Yuaner stood together and said in a very low voice: "Anyway, don't really practice this, understand?"

Several people nodded quietly, but their hearts began to pound.

They passed each other's temper along the way, and they knew how to deal with the basics, but when they really arrived in the middle of the mountain, facing this old monster with astonishing coercion, they still started to panic.

Yuan Qinghang quietly stuffed a few pills into their hands: "According to my advice, take one when necessary."

While talking, suddenly, a person turned out from the side of the huge stone hall.

He was dressed in black, short in stature, with a round and friendly face, now with some unconcealable hostility, he bowed deeply to Shang Yuan: "Sect Master Shang, you are busy with affairs, and I am willing to do the work for you. Let me test the initial cultivation of these juniors."

Shang Yuan waved his hand and said happily, "That's fine."

Tantai Minghao turned around and walked in front of the young disciples, with a heavy expression on his face: "I will penetrate into your dantian later with my spiritual power, all nephews and nephews, don't act rashly, or you will hurt yourself, and there is no reason for it."

With the voice, he had already walked in front of the people in the front row, and reached out to grab a young disciple's pulse door.

When the glove was taken off, it revealed a deformed stump that looked like a beast's claw, with bird webs between its fingers.

A surge of domineering spiritual power rushes into the meridians of the young disciple from the beast's claws, and goes straight to the dantian, causing the man to cry out in pain, "Ah!..."

After a while, Tantai Minghao withdrew his palm strength: "Golden Core Early Stage."

Casting spells one by one, within a short time, he had inspected many people one by one, and registered each person's cultivation level in the register.

Yuan Qinghang felt a chill in his heart.It turned out to be Tantai Minghao!

The right hand that was crushed by Ji Banxia unexpectedly used such a magical technique to connect with the hoof and claw of a ferocious beast!

It's no wonder that Yu Wenli has to rely on Shang Yuan no matter what, otherwise, if Tantai Minghao is made a celebrity in front of Shang Yuan, I'm afraid he can use Shang Yuan's hand to kill Yu Wen's family. Uprooted.

It's just that this mistake caused this ridiculous and sad situation in the end——Nan Tantai and Bei Yuwen, members of the two masters of art, scrambled to become Shang Yuan's thugs and lackeys!

In a short while, Tantai Minghao had finished watching the people in front of him and came to Yuan Qinghang.

His gloomy gaze swept over Yuan Qinghang's face, and for some reason, he seemed to stay in Yuan Qinghang's eyes for an extra moment.

Yuan Qinghang trembled and bit his lip pitifully.

Tantai Minghao slowly grabbed his hand: "Are you afraid of me?"

Yuan Qinghang stared at his hand with fear on his face: "Patriarch Tantai...you, your hand?"

Tantai Minghao grabbed Yuan Qinghang's wrist, and his sharp claws seemed to be digging into his flesh and blood: "You doctors, all of you are trash. Every one of you said that you can't renew your severed hand, so I just You can settle for the next best thing and find a substitute."

The surrounding medical disciples did not dare to refute silently, but they all clamored frantically in their hearts: Nonsense, is that a severed hand?It's all broken into pieces of meat, and I've never heard the truth that blood and flesh can continue.

Tantai Minghao laughed strangely: "However, although it is ugly, it is very useful."