Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Yuan Qinghang followed Yu Wenli, and the two of them left the gate of the cultivation stone hall.

There are boundless mountains outside, and the trees around are silent and full of dark shadows.

Yu Wenli led the way in front without saying a word, turned around around a cluster of rocks, Yuan Qinghang just followed up, suddenly before, at the corner in front, a cold sword intent pierced the air, piercing his chest.

Yuan Qinghang was careful all the way, and immediately fell to the side, pretending to be in a state of embarrassment to avoid the sharp sword: "Hey, hey!...Mr. Yuwen?"

Holding a long sword in his hand, Yu Wenli appeared coldly from behind the rocks, the tip of the sword pointed directly at his chest: "How long will you pretend, Young Master Yuan?"

Yuan Qinghang stared at him, knowing that he couldn't hide his feelings, he cursed secretly in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Hey, it's really frustrating to be recognized by Mr. Yuwen."

Yu Wenli showed a trace of sarcasm on his face: "The loopholes all over your body are almost like a sieve, don't you really think that you have no loopholes?"

Yuan Qinghang touched his nose: "..."

This cunning fox!Obviously he could hide it from everyone, but he stumbled again on this person.

He looked around at the pitch-black cliffs and the melting cold moon, and suddenly sighed: "Mr. Yuwen, this situation and this scene have never been familiar before."

In Wanren Tomb, on the edge of Broken Soul Cliff, on the last night before coming out, Yu Wenli also guessed his identity, so they met late at night with the intention of probing.

Yu Wenli stood still on the tip of the sword, and said slowly: "Yes. It's a pity that colorful clouds are easy to disperse and glass is brittle, and good things are never firm."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him, a little sad: "Young Master Yuwen also feel sorry? I thought that I was the only one who would always miss the short time in Wanren Tomb."

At that time, no one had any real grievances. By the bonfire, Mu Jiarong and Li Qinghong were not brothers, and Yu Wenli and Miss Tantai were just passers-by who treated each other with courtesy.

Laughing and laughing, drinking and chatting, the teenagers are drinking and guessing, sleeping in the same tent, it seems that it was yesterday.

Yu Wenli lowered his eyes lightly: "It's meaningless to talk about this now."

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "Sometimes I occasionally think, if I casually agreed to join forces with your Yuwen family that night, would you feel more at ease, and would you not be able to rise up in the ensuing fog?" To kill Tantai Chao?"

Yu Wenli looked at him with a strange puzzled expression: "Sometimes, I even feel that you are more like a member of the Immortal Sect than any other Immortal Sect disciple. Why, you have to blame yourself for this kind of thing ?”

Yuan Qinghang was dumbfounded.

"You are right. It has nothing to do with me. After all, you have hated Tantai Chao since you were a child. He will not die in the mist formation, but he will die in the future." He said, "Then Mr. Yuwen invited me again because of What's up?"

Yu Wenli stared at him: "Aren't you afraid that I will expose your identity and ask Shang Yuan to give me another slap and beat you to death?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "The same thing, you asked in Wanren Tomb, and I replied to you. If you want to expose me, then you won't ask me out alone late at night."

Yu Wenli was silent for a while, and finally slowly withdrew his sword.

He nodded: "I just want to ask, are you willing to reconsider the invitation at that time?"

Yuan Qinghang thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized: "You mean, your Yuwen family can cooperate with Mozong?"

Yu Wenli said lightly: "Yes. You rejected me at that time, what about now?"

Yuan Qinghang's eyes rolled: "Young Master Yuwen is proud of himself now, and he can already dominate all sects, and our Demon Sect is being chased and beaten by Shang Yuan. What do you want to cooperate with me?"

Yu Wenli said: "Young Master Yuan really can't think of it?"

Yuan Qinghang leaned against the rock beside him, tilted his head: "You want me to kill Tantai old thief for you?"

Yu Wenli said: "Young Master Yuan Xiao is so smart that people are frightened."

Yuan Qinghang was not ashamed, and nodded happily: "Both each other, Mr. Yuwen is also very vigilant. Besides, no matter how scary I am, I am not as scary as Tantai Minghao who wants to kill you all the time."

Yu Wenli didn't argue with him, but said gently: "In short, if you help me kill him, I can pretend I can't see what you will do next or what you have already done."

"Then what if I still refuse to seek skin from the tiger?"

Yu Wenli said indifferently: "I'm afraid it's up to you. If you don't help me kill Tantai Minghao, whatever you do next, I guarantee that you will be disturbed and all previous efforts will be wasted."

Yuanqing Hang clapped his hands fiercely: "Deal!"

Yu Wenli: "..."

He suddenly had a strange feeling of being tricked, and said, "So refreshing?"

Yuan Qinghang said enthusiastically: "You don't think I'm really healing the old thief, do you? I'm not crazy! Mrs. Lin died because of me, and Tantai Minghao's dog's life is naturally mine and Uncle Ji's. "

He looked at Yu Wenli's flickering eyes, and said with a smile: "But you don't have to sit still, you can watch us snipe and clam fight. We are not in a hurry to kill him, but he will live for a day, you murderer and enemy, He may be caught by his claws at any time."

Yu Wenli didn't feel ashamed when he exposed what he was thinking in his heart, and said happily: "So I have only come to blackmail you."

Yuan Qinghang said seriously: "I wanted him to die, but it was a matter of time."

Yu Wenli said: "How long will it take?"

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while: "Maybe soon. But not immediately, after all, once he dies suddenly, Shang Yuan will be suspicious."

Yu Wenli stared at him with a strange look on his face: "What are you planning? After fighting Shang Yuan so hard, how likely is it to win? Are you afraid that there is no chance of winning and you will die unexpectedly?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "Young Master Yuwen, in this world, there are always some smart people who love to do stupid things."

Yu Wenli said coldly: "You mean me?"

Yuan Qinghang laughed loudly, and pointed to his nose: "I'm talking about myself! People like me and Ning Duo seem to be very smart, but deep down, they are a bit stupid and stubborn. "

He said leisurely: "Young Master Yuwen is a very smart person, but if I want to explain to you clearly why Ning Duo and I do these things, I'm afraid you will never understand."

Yu Wenli said indifferently: "He has already left, and he is not really as stupid as you."

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "Young Master Yuwen, are you jealous of us?"

Yu Wenli looked at him with a smile, as if he felt a little pity: "I'm jealous that you are separated from each other, that you are devoting all your energy here, but he is nowhere to be seen?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled lightly, but his eyes were starry: "Even if Ning Duo and I are separated by thousands of miles, we still trust each other in our hearts. Unlike you, the person you value and like, whether it is Senior Yuwen or Miss Tantai , now no one is willing to believe you."

His tone is gentle, but his words are like a knife, sharp and direct.

Yu Wenli's face suddenly became icy cold, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on his head.

He stared at Yuan Qinghang quietly, and said word for word for a long time: "Don't bother you."

Yuan Qinghang smiled.

Yu Wenli turned around and strode away. Behind him, Yuan Qinghang suddenly called out again.

"Hello! That Bai Tong Tong hall master is still sending you various messages?"

Yu Wenli paused suddenly, without turning his head: "What did you say?"

Yuanqing Hangqi said: "Am I really so many flaws? Isn't it the news that the hall master helped you investigate?"

Yu Wenli remained motionless.

Yuan Qinghang was about to speak again when suddenly an invisible wave appeared around him.

Although it was gentle, it carried a faint murderous look.

Yuan Qinghang's body was like a fish swimming, and he immediately moved away a few feet smoothly. Where he was standing, a figure appeared silently.

Surrounded by light smoke, his face was blurred.

If Yuanqing Hangwan got out of the way for such a moment, this person could almost flash close to his back. This kind of superb teleportation technique is not only elusive, but also can kill people at any time.

The man stood opposite Yuan Qinghang, with a soft voice: "Don't be afraid, Young Master Yuan, we just reached a cooperation, and I'm still waiting for you to kill someone."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him, and his voice was equally soft: "Us? Since when did the master of Baitongtang and Yuwen's family get so close? These ideas are not from Yuwenli alone, and your Excellency also participated?"

The black shadow said: "Young Master Yuan Xiao wants to ask too many questions."

Yuan Qinghang said with a smile: "Your Excellency is like a ghost. I finally saw you appearing. I am inevitably curious."

He looked at Yu Wenli, thoughtful: "It's strange, you love someone who makes up your own mind so much, and why are you so willing to listen to him, he's not your father."

As soon as the words came out, the man was silent, but Yu Wenli's handsome face suddenly flashed a trace of anger, and said coldly: "Young Master Yuan, please be careful in your words and deeds."

Yuan Qinghang was originally joking casually, but when he saw his face change, he felt a little regretful, and quickly raised his hand: "I'm sorry, sorry, I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

It's not that he's afraid that Yu Wenli will turn his back on him, it's just that this person lost his father since he was a child, and his birth mother has a low status, so he is a bit pitiful.

What I said casually, is indeed disrespectful to the dead, and my tongue is a bit immoral.

……

Back in the stone hall, he looked at the group of immortal disciples in the hall, feeling vaguely worried.

Three days later, Shang Yuan will order the disciples who have made no progress to follow Tantai Minghao to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect.

At that time, if a few casualties die outside, wouldn't it be easy to push Mozong again?

Although these disciples have not advanced, each of them is at least in the early stage of Golden Core. What if Shang Yuan also attacks these people? ...

There also doesn't seem to be any evidence that he's only interested in Jindan mid-level and above.

He walked over to Chang Yuaner and Li Ji, called Mu Jiarong again, and whispered: "In the next few days, if something happens, you should remember to go down the mountain immediately to find the elders in the family."

Mu Jiarong was taken aback: "What will happen?"

Yuan Qinghang pondered: "I can't guarantee it, but if it really happens, you guys remember to follow my next plan and save as many people as possible."

…Cultivation does not distinguish between day and night, it is already late at night, some people have already rested, and many people are still cultivating desperately, hoping to successfully advance in the last few days.

Yuan Qinghang sat alone in the corner, gently inserting his fingers into the soil in front of him.

With his eyes closed, he let out a wisp of consciousness quietly, found a small earthworm in the ground, attached himself to it, and drove it to drill somewhere.

Not long after, the light in front of the earthworm shone slightly, and it got out of a retreat room.

Yuan Qinghang's spiritual consciousness wandered quietly for a while, and soon found some talismans that had been put down here before.

In the retreat room, the last remaining disciple of the mid-stage Golden Core of the Sword Sect who has not advanced, is doing his best to cultivate, exuberant yang energy from his mouth.

Yuan Qinghang probed once in his room with the evil brake disc, and as expected, there were no living people in the two rooms next door.

Just like the last time he broke through, there was no vitality at all, only a trace of resentment in the room remained.

Shang Yuan clearly declared that these two people had advanced to the next level and were further consolidating their cultivation, but where no one saw them, these two people, like the first person who died inexplicably, had already turned into a corpse with the gold core disappeared! ...

Yuan Qinghang closed his eyes and kept monitoring the retreat room.

Finally, midnight came quietly.

Li Ji had been sleeping with his clothes on the side for a while, and suddenly woke up at this moment, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yuan Qinghang's pale face.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked anxiously.

Yuan Qinghang waved his palm, and his voice was clear, but with a strange trembling: "Ying!"

In the huge stone room, a small water curtain suddenly appeared!

Just like the one that appeared at Yuwen's divorce banquet, but it's much smaller, and the pattern on it fluctuates violently.

Whether they were awake practicing or resting, almost everyone woke up at the same time, staring blankly at the sudden appearance of the water curtain.

Li Ji glanced at it, and suddenly his heart trembled violently.

In the middle of the painting screen, it turned out to be the sword cultivator they knew, and beside him, Shang Yuan's tall body was condescendingly watching, and a shadow completely covered the sword cultivator who was training hard.

Yuan Qinghang's handwriting!

In an instant, Li Ji understood the clue.

No wonder Yuan Qinghang's face is so pale at the moment, it would be a huge waste of spiritual power to set up a water curtain under Shang Yuan's nose to avoid being discovered!

The awakened people also saw clearly what was happening on the water curtain, and asked each other in astonishment, "What's going on?"

"Senior Shang wants to give us some advice, did you set up this formation?"

"Hush, don't talk, let's see how they break through. It will be good for you in the future."

Just as everyone was discussing, the sword cultivator disciple on the water curtain suddenly shone with a faint golden color, and a painful look suddenly appeared on his face.

Dan Qi is released, this is about to face a breakthrough!For a moment, the young disciples watching were excited and their eyes widened.

Under the expectant gaze of the crowd, Shang Yuan suddenly raised his palm, like a ghost, and slammed his palm towards the disciple's abdomen.

With a scream, the disciple's dantian's golden core burst suddenly, and blood sprayed out.

The scattered golden core fragments splashed all around with boundless violent aura.

Shang Yuan's palm suddenly rolled up, and boundless waves rolled up, and all the golden core fragments were shackled in his palm.

And above his head, a faint black Nascent Soul floated up, and suddenly opened its cold eyes.

There was no peace and tranquility that the Nascent Soul should have, and the black baby's face was vaguely ferocious and greedy.

I saw the little baby screamed, and he swallowed the golden elixir fragments around him into his tiny mouth.

Beside Shang Yuan, the body of the disciple of the Sword Sect fell silently, eyes protruding like dead fish, wide open, facing the center of the water curtain.

In the stone hall, a group of young disciples were silent.

After a while, Mu Jiarong bent down suddenly, his face was as pale as paper, and he began to vomit.