Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Before midnight, the closed door of the stone hall was opened, and two doormen from Tantai's family came in, and respectfully invited Yuan Qinghang and Mu Jiarong out.

Outside was the crippled Yuwen family guard who was guarding them. Seeing them coming out, they looked at Yuan Qinghang with vague hatred.

Yuan Qinghang just pretended not to see, followed the people down the mountain, and came to the temporary residence of Tantai's family.

Tantai Minghao was already waiting in the lobby, and he couldn't wait to greet him personally: "The two little immortals have studied for a long time, do you have a suitable method?"

He pointed to the various medicinal materials and elixirs piled up in the room: "I have all the commonly used materials here, and you can take them at will. If you don't have any rare materials, please report your name, and I will ask someone to find them immediately."

Obviously, the pain caused by the severed hand was so severe that if there was even a little hope, he would do whatever it took.

Yuan Qinghang hurriedly cupped his hands: "Some are, some are, fortunately there is Mr. Mu to consult with you, we have decided on a prescription, let's try it first. But——"

He looked a little embarrassed, and looked at Mu Jiarong.

Mu Jiarong bit the bullet and said: "However, we are not completely sure, if we fail, don't blame Tantai Sect Master..."

Tantai Minghao's eyelids trembled, but he still had a smile on his face: "It's up to man to make things happen. As long as the two little immortals do their best, no matter what the result is, I will have no complaints."

Mu Jiarong and Yuan Qinghang met each other's eyes, and took a step forward according to the prior agreement: "Then I will first give acupuncture to Sect Master Tantai, and try to activate the necrotic meridians."

Tantai Minghao quickly sat down on the side, and took off the glove on the severed hand, revealing a sharp black animal claw.

On the wrist, there was a circle of curved and chapped scars, and the nearby skin had turned dark brown, and there was a vague tendency to spread upwards.

Mu Jiarong gasped, the beast's resentment was extremely ferocious, and the target seemed to reach out to the heart.

Yuan Qinghang poked his head over from the side, and suddenly said: "Sect Master Tantai, this spirit beast was raised by you from childhood, and has a deep relationship with you?"

Tantai Minghao said indifferently: "The technique of the Beast Master Sect is to drive the living beings. I have raised countless insects, birds, birds and beasts."

Yuan Qinghang said softly: "But this one, who has made a blood contract with you, will serve you as master and be loyal to you."

The spirit beast that Tantai Minghao raised has been with him for many years, and it is extremely loyal. When he finally decided to kill it, he hesitated in his heart. Now that he was poked in a sore spot, his face darkened: "How do you know?"

Yuan Qinghang stared at the black lines faintly stretching out of the forearm: "Ordinary resentment will not stretch to the heart veins like this, unless there is a blood contract with the master before death, and the impact of the contract still remains after death."

He raised his head and took a quick look at Tantai Minghao: "If Sect Master Tantai chose an ordinary spirit beast, there would be no such trouble."

Of course, if you choose the stumps of ordinary spirit beasts to continue, it is impossible to have a tacit understanding with the owner, and it is difficult to use them so flexibly.

It can only be said that things in the world have their own cause and effect somewhere in the dark!

The muscles on Tantai Minghao's face trembled slightly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "This is the end of the matter, there is no need to say more."

Sitting next to him, Mu Jiarong carefully pricked a row of golden needles on several key points on his wrist, twisting them back and forth.

Although there is no mature treatment plan, the most basic method of relaxing tendons and activating blood circulation can still be done.It's just treating the symptoms but not the root cause. Even if his father came in person, he would be helpless for this kind of human and animal limb connection.

As soon as he pulled out the needle, Yuan Qinghang had already clapped his hands and praised: "It's amazing, the Mu family really has a long history, and this hand needle is beautiful."

Tantai Minghao was feeling nothing, hearing what he said, he rekindled some hope: "Really?"

Yuan Qinghang said sternly: "Fortunately, there is Mr. Mu who has excellent acupuncture skills. If it were me, there is really no way to do this."

He took the hand over, sat in front of Tantai Minghao, and showed a thin-edged silver knife in his hand: "Sect Master Tantai, next I will peel off the carrion for you, dispel the resentment, it hurts a bit."

Tantai Minghao stared at the thin blade that was overflowing with cold light: "Is this useful?"

Yuan Qinghang said sincerely: "No matter how bad it is, it won't be so bad. Even if it fails, the most is to maintain the status quo."

Tantai Minghao shook his heart: "Okay!"

Yuan Qinghang held down his wrist, and suddenly raised the knife and dropped it.

Where the severed wrists joined, a piece of flesh and blood was cut open, exposing the messy blood vessels inside.

I don't know what kind of evil method was used, the main blood vessels of the spirit beast have grown together with Tantai Minghao's blood vessels, and there are dense blood tumors hanging on them, some of which are flowing with bright red blood, and some of them are bloody. It has been necrotic, revealing an ink color.

With focused eyes, Yuan Qinghang broke through a few black blood tumors, released the black blood in succession, took out a small bottle from his bosom, poured a few drops of the green liquid into the blood tumors.

When the blood tumor was first cut, Tantai Minghao only felt excruciating pain, but when the liquid was injected, it immediately turned to numbness, and then gradually became cool and comfortable, and the pain disappeared.

After all, he is a master of a generation, and his courage is considered extraordinary. He stared at Yuan Qinghang's knife on his wrist, but did not turn his head. He frowned slightly: "Hurry up and pierce all the blood tumors!"

Yuan Qinghang broke through four or five small black tumors in a row, but stopped: "At most he can treat so many in a day, otherwise, maybe the hands will..."

His own wrist bent suddenly, imitating the appearance of breaking it suddenly, and said with a bitter face, "It broke."

Tantai Minghao was frightened and his face changed suddenly.

But once again, I was pleasantly surprised.

It was already midnight, and it was said that this time should be the time when the fierce attack was the most severe, making people feel like dying, but now, it was much better than usual.

He hurriedly said: "Then I have to trouble the two little immortals for multiple diagnosis and treatment?"

Yuan Qinghang wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, with a flattering look on his face: "It is our blessing to be able to work for Tantai Sect Master. Please tell the Sect Master and the guards that there is no need to send someone to pick him up in the future. Young Master Mu and I come here on time every day."

Tantai Minghao looked joyful, and stretched out his hand to take out a dark token: "What's the difficulty, this token is given to you, and the members of the Yuwen family naturally dare not stop you from entering or leaving."

The two of them were walking on the mountain road back, and Mu Jiarong couldn't help but said: "The grievances on his body are entangled endlessly. Even if you get rid of those malignant tumors, they will still regenerate in the future."

Holding the token in his hand, Yuan Qinghang said with a smile: "The more he regenerates, the more he cannot leave us."

Mu Jiarong was taken aback: "You..."

Yuan Qinghang squinted at him, and suddenly smiled slyly: "Young Master Mu, I think you really put your heart into treating him just now."

Mu Jiarong hesitated: "It's the job of a doctor."

"I'm different." Yuan Qinghang said casually, "I'm not a doctor. If necessary, I can kill people."

Mu Jiarong looked at him in astonishment, suddenly became suspicious, his thoughts turned, he suddenly pulled out the "Li Zhu" sword from his waist, and said sharply: "Who did you buy to harm Tantai Minghao? Then blame our Mu family ?”

Yuan Qinghang looked at him with a smile: "Oh, young master Mu can finally use dark thoughts to speculate on people? Congratulations."

His voice changed, and he returned to his original tone, and said: "Don't worry, our Demon Sect has such a deep relationship with your Shennong Valley, if you want to harm someone, it's not your Mu family's turn."

... The realm of the Demon Sect goes deep into the hinterland.

Behind a dense forest, on the edge of a vast swamp, there is a faint demonic energy, surrounded by blooming flowers.

Datura flowers cover the sky and cover the sun, with stars dotted in the middle, burning patches of white will-o'-the-wisps, shining fluorescently in the dark night.

The vast and boundless blue water seems to be solidified, and the breeze blows by, but it can't stir up any waves.

The moonlight and starlight spread on the motionless water surface, and even the wave light seemed to be frozen.

In the boundless silence, suddenly, a violent fluctuation flashed by, and a figure in white appeared out of thin air beside the water.

The moonlight reflected his handsome and cold face, as well as the golden sword flowing in his hand. The sword intent swept across the surrounding space, and it seemed to cut half of this stagnant dust-covered land.

He stepped forward, and the sword of Yinghui flew up into the air, hovering in the air, his body leaped up into the air, holding the sword, and flew towards the dilapidated palace floating in the center of the water like a shooting star.

Just halfway through the flight, a bright red long silk slashed from the air, chasing after him, a cold female voice scolded: "Come back!"

The young man in white put his toes on the water, returned the sword of Yinghui to his hand, and slashed towards the red silk in the air.

The red silk was flexible and boneless, bent instantly, wrapped his sword blade, and pushed back hard: "Xiang Ning, for the sake of Qinghang, I won't stop you from wandering around in the Demon Sect's territory. But it's not here. Where you should come."

Ning Duo didn't fight her with all his strength, but followed Li Hongling's strength, jumped back to the shore.

He stood beside the water pool lightly: "Why can't you come? Because this is where my uncle died?"

Li Hongling said coldly: "This is the place of imprisonment that Sovereign Yuan personally painted for your uncle. Since his death, his body disappeared with Sovereign Yuan, and there is nothing left here."

She said slowly: "Even if you are Ning Wanfeng's relatives, you don't have to come to pay your respects."

Ning Duo stood quietly by the water, looking at the dilapidated palace in the distance.

There are still traces of the closed formation in the past, and even the breeze cannot blow to the surface of the water.

After Yuan Zuoyi was seriously injured by Ning Wanfeng, was this where his uncle was imprisoned? ...

He whispered: "How long has my uncle been here?"

Li Hongling said coldly: "He has been living here since he defected to the Demon Sect. Of course, this place was not what it looked like before he backstabbed Sect Master Yuan."

Everyone knows that Yuan Zuoyi searched the entire Demon Sect before finding this most beautiful place to entertain this embarrassed confidant and lifelong best friend. At that time, the place was full of flowers like the sea and the water was clear, like a fairyland .

Until the start of the Great War of Immortals and Demons, Yuan Zuoyi was fighting against all the immortal sects to join forces to encircle and suppress him. He was not at a disadvantage, but was suddenly stabbed by Ning Wanfeng, and was seriously injured and hurried away. But for some reason, Ning Wanfeng struck He succeeded, but he didn't escape, but followed him back to the Demon Sect.

This time, it was half a year of darkness.

This former fairyland-like Shuizawa residence was sealed up by Yuan Zongzhu himself and became Ning Wanfeng's imprisoned place thereafter.

It was rumored that Ning Wanfeng was imprisoned in the terrifying and cruel dungeon of the Demon Sect before his death, but that was completely false.

In this sealed palace, although there is no freedom at all, there is still no shortage of food and clothing.

Occasionally, someone went in to deliver things, and when they came back, they also vaguely revealed that, apart from being haggard and silent, Ning Xianjun was still handsome, spotless, and had never suffered any torture.

Ning Duo said lightly, "I want to go in and have a look."

Li Hongling shook her head: "Let's go. I don't want to do anything to you because of your love for saving the Demon Sect. After arriving here, I disappeared with your uncle, and there is really only an empty temple left here."

She said sadly: "Sect Master Yuan ordered that no one should be allowed to enter here. Even though he is dead now, I will not allow anyone to disobey his order."

Ning Duo nodded and said calmly, "I know where they went."

Li Hongling was startled suddenly, her wonderful eyes widened: "Where?!"

Ning Duo looked at the dilapidated palace on the water lake, and said slowly: "Qinghang and I saw their remains in the Wanren Tomb..."

After Yuan Qinghang came out, he felt that the two of them didn't seem to want to be disturbed, so they didn't disclose this part to Li Hongling and Ji Banxia, ​​and this was the first time Li Hongling knew about it.

She was stunned for a while, then suddenly shivered: "So, before Sect Master Yuan died, he felt displeased, so he deliberately rushed to kill Ning Wanfeng, and then took his body through the teleportation array to Wanren Tomb middle?"

Ning Duo shook his head: "My uncle died before Yuan Zuoyi arrived."

Li Hongling blurted out: "Impossible! The subordinates of the Demon Sect respect and obey Sect Master Yuan, and will never disobey his wishes. No matter how much we hate Ning Wanfeng, no one will dare to kill him!"

She suddenly came to her senses: "You are talking nonsense. How did you know such a secret thing?"

Ning Duo stood quietly, his eyes were crystal clear, reflecting the motionless waves on the water: "A few days ago, my master told me that. When my uncle died, he was there."

This sentence was like an earth-shattering shock, Li Hongling was extremely astonished, and said sharply for a long time: "When Sect Master Yuan arrived, Ning Cheng was also there? So did Sect Master Yuan's death have his final blow?"

Ning Duo said indifferently: "Probably not. If my master finally killed your Sect Master Yuan, after so many years, he would not talk about him, and still hate him so much."

The expression in Li Hongling's eyes changed, and after a while she finally sneered: "What exactly is he sending you here for?"

Ning Duo said: "My master didn't send me here, he just urged me to leave the Sky Sect, and before he left, he told me some old things."

He said lightly: "I deduced something, so you must take a look."

Li Hongling frowned: "What?"

Ning Duo said: "Qinghang and I have always known that Sect Master Yuan accidentally found a teleportation point that can lead directly to the small world in the Wanren Tomb. Now I finally want to understand where this teleportation point is."

He turned his head and looked at the dilapidated palace that was as quiet as a lonely tomb under the moonlight: "He placed my uncle here, presumably because he thought that one day he would set foot there with him to travel and enjoy. Unfortunately, it was a bloodbath soon afterwards, The situation is changing rapidly.”

So much so that when he finally used the teleportation array, all he could take away was Ning Wanfeng's uncold corpse.