Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Yuan Qinghang supported him, and stuffed an antiemetic into his mouth: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the old thing is far away."

Mu Jiarong was just right, when he heard what he said, he suddenly bent over and started to vomit again, almost vomiting gall out of the water.

They are far away now, but that night, Shang Yuan was close at hand.

Only now did he know that if Yuan Qinghang hadn't made a desperate move to wake him up that night, and then dragged him to escape from the dangerous tiger's mouth, he might have already become the same person as this person, becoming the so-called "devil sect sneaking in to assassinate" "A corpse!

The surroundings changed from silence to noise.

Some people trembled all over, some people were frightened and dazed, and some people tremblingly asked, "This, what is this?"

Someone suddenly shouted hoarsely: "Senior Shang killed that person, didn't he? Didn't he! Is it my eyesight?"

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback, and hurriedly threw a soundproof sign near the door: "Brother, if you speak louder, your senior Shang will come to you."

Everyone around shivered, and someone sobbed softly: "What's going on? Why did Senior Shang kill people... What is that black baby on his head?"

Yuan Qinghang looked at him speechlessly, and sighed: "If you don't understand, why don't you ask him yourself later?"

Finally, Li Jiqiang suppressed his panic and said, "Everyone, everything is in front of you, even if you don't believe it, you have to face the truth."

Yuan Qinghang jumped onto the stone platform in front, stretched out his hand and pressed down: "Don't make noise, don't make noise, everyone listen to me."

The water curtain has gradually disappeared, and the human figure on the screen has suddenly shattered.Yuan Qinghang pointed to the water curtain: "There are so many people who know the art here, what you saw just now, is it an illusion, you can always tell whether it is?"

Several Shuzong disciples turned pale, looked at each other, and nodded hesitantly: "It's true...it's impossible to fake it."

Yuan Qinghang waved at Mu Jiarong again: "Young Master Mu, why don't you recall your experiences?"

Mu Jiarong gritted his teeth: "I was in the retreat room like this last time. When I was practicing, Shang Yuan suddenly appeared in my retreat room. At that time..."

He glanced at Yuan Qinghang, who was disguised, and Yuan Qinghang immediately said: "The little demon head of the Demon Sect said he wanted to kill you, and even took you out, but no one believed it."

Mu Jiarong tightly clenched his fists: "In retrospect, Shang Yuan was standing in front of me like this. Also, the few masters who died at that time all disappeared like this, and their deaths were terrifying."

Yuan Qinghang nodded again and again: "If it's fake, the way of death is exactly the same."

The surrounding area was completely silent, and many people were all pale and extremely miserable.Finally someone tremblingly said: "But what is he doing?..."

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "He needs a golden pill. It's best to have a sudden burst of spiritual power when breaking through."

"Why?" A Medicine Sect disciple's teeth were trembling, "If you can use other people's golden elixir for your own use, the world will be full of blood already! Impossible, absorbing the spiritual power of other people's golden elixir will only sustain you." Explode yourself!"

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while: "Or, he is not for absorption, but for maintenance?"

"What's the difference!" the man yelled, breaking down.

Yuan Qinghang looked at him with a good temper: "Don't bark after you've said it all, you see so many of them, with such big mood swings and chaotic spiritual power, if Shang Yuan senses it, come and visit you, right? Want to court death?"

Dozens of young disciples were all in a cold war, and they didn't dare to speak out anymore. Someone hastily withdrew their spiritual energy and tried their best to suppress their panic: "Xianjun Chang, what do you mean by saying that he wants to maintain it?"

Almost everyone was panicked and scared, only Yuan Qinghang was calm and calm. Before he knew it, everyone surrounded him, as if he was the backbone.

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "No one knows what the Nascent Soul Realm should look like, but at least everyone knows that the Nascent Soul is hidden in its own sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, and it should be something that is seen from the inside. Every now and then, a Little golden boy, I'm afraid that others don't know about it, it's really too weird."

Chang Yuan'er was beside her, her pretty face turned pale: "Did you see that? The color of the little baby just now was not golden at all, it was obviously black."

Yuan Qinghang patted his thigh: "That's right! The little golden boy has become a little black boy, what kind of Nascent Soul, I think it's a magic baby."

Someone next to him tremblingly asked: "What is a devil baby? Have you never heard of people in the devil sect reaching this level?"

Yuan Qinghang said sternly: "I named it casually. Anyway, a big hero like Yuan Zuoyi doesn't have a little black child on his head."

Chang Yuaner next to him was both disgusted and funny by what he said, and she muttered, "Maybe she was poisoned?"

Yuan Qinghang nodded: "Whether the little Yuanying was poisoned and had to take other people's golden elixir to heal his wounds, or he simply created his own demon magic and practiced it into something similar to a magic baby, it is obvious that he needs to constantly Use other people's golden elixir to keep the body alive."

He pointed to Mu Jiarong's face again: "Look, a really young face should be as smooth and supple as an egg. How can it be like that old thing, which looks like it's painted with pearl powder."

Mu Jiarong felt a chill, and said angrily, "Don't compare me to him!"

Yuan Qinghang said sympathetically: "Be patient, I can't compare with Miss Chang."

As the young people in the hall listened, their faces were ashen.

Even if I don't want to believe it anymore, the fact that everyone has seen with their own eyes can't be explained.

Someone finally sorted out the clues slowly: "Those people who were said to be killed by the Demon Sect, as well as great masters like the master of Baicao Hall, are they all..."

Mu Jiarong said coldly: "There is no demon sect at all, it was all killed by Shang Yuan."

Everyone began to panic: "Then what should we do? Go down the mountain quickly and tell the elders in the clan to run away quickly?"

"Yes, a few days later, will they all die?"

The crowd was commotion, and many people rushed to the door.Yuan Qinghang was startled, and jumped over, blocking the door: "Don't move, Shang Yuan might be right outside the door!"

The surging people stopped in their tracks immediately, and the faces of the few Jianzong disciples in front turned pale, and they stepped back one after another.

Yuan Qinghang smiled wryly in his heart. After all, they were all young children. If people like Yu Wenhan and Chen Feng were really there, no matter how shocked they were, they would not be so headless.

He said: "Everyone, don't worry, listen to me. You must be quiet now, don't attract the attention of that old thief. He just killed someone to seize the pill, so it is said that he will not kill another person right away."

He clapped his palms on the ground, closed his eyes and listened for a while.In that retreat room, only bloody resentment could be felt, and the huge pressure on Shang Yuan was gone.

I think I have gone down the mountain.

He pondered for a while: "Everyone, it's Zishi. After a while, when the guards outside relax their vigilance, I will take everyone out together. After going down the mountain, everyone will find the elders as soon as possible. The next thing is to ask everyone Let's work together."

... There were no lights and candles in the mountains, and in the middle of the night, it was even darker outside.

Today, the doormen of Tantai's family were on duty outside, and by this time, everyone was tired and slack, falling asleep.

A silent blasting talisman quietly exploded, and a hole was opened in Shimen from the inside.

The nearest guard felt a surge of spiritual power, and just as he opened his eyes in a daze, there was already another person in front of him.

With a wave of his hand, Yuan Qinghang sprinkled a cluster of powder on his face, tapped the fan handle, and pressed it on his neck: "You rest."

The man fell in response, and several figures jumped out from the other side, Mu Jiarong and Li Ji, one by one, quickly dealt with the remaining guards.

A group of young disciples filed out from the stone room, followed Yuan Qinghang and the others, and rushed down the mountain.

After all, they are all outstanding disciples in various sects. After the initial shock and fear passed, most of them have now recovered their senses.

Along the way, the mountain road is rugged and insects chirp.Everyone didn't dare to fly with their swords together, for fear of making too much noise, Yuan Qinghang rushed forward to lead the way, and within a short time, he had already reached the foot of the mountain.

In front, there is a mountain road that forks, leading to the welcoming house where Zhu's family temporarily lives.

It is said to be a welcoming house, but now it is mostly a place where the families are confined, and people are not allowed to walk around at will.

Yuan Qinghang stopped at the fork in the road and waved to a group of young people: "After you go back, take the time to tell your elders, relatives and friends, and tell them the plan as soon as possible."

Under the moonlight, suddenly a disciple of the Sword Sect looked straight at him: "Chang Xiaoxian, did the medicine you gave us earlier... saved our lives?"

Yuan Qinghang laughed: "That's right, it's the one who hinders you from practicing, otherwise, I'm afraid that if you practice too fast one by one, you will be selected by the old thief Shang to be a furnace."

As soon as he uttered these words, many people finally came to their senses, and everyone was extremely grateful, shouting in unison: "Thank you Chang Xiaoxian!"

"Haiqingmen is very kind and virtuous, we will definitely tell Master when we go back."

Yuan Qinghang waved his hand: "Okay, okay, let's go quickly, if you don't arrive at the meeting point before dawn, don't wait when it's over."

... Seeing a group of teenagers scattered like birds and birds, Mu Jiarong also rushed towards his own direction.

Turning his head, he saw Yuan Qinghang following behind him step by step. He asked strangely, "What are you doing here? Aren't you going to your Demon Sect to dispatch troops and make arrangements?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "The current base camp of our Demon Sect is in your home."

Mu Jiarong said in surprise: "Why don't I know!"

"Oh, young master Mu, there are many things you don't know. For example, your uncle Mu has been in collusion with us for a long time. Is it unexpected or surprising?..."

Around Qianchong Mountain, the eight formation eyes faintly emit spiritual fluctuations in the night, and there are many dead trees around, except for those few formation eyes, which are full of spiritual energy, but there is a faint ominous black air.

Suddenly, in the withered dense forest, a large flock of sleeping birds soared into the sky.

Countless shadowy black figures rushed out from the elegant houses in the distant mountains, silently rushing towards the only way out of the mountain.

In the dark night, a cold moon above the head solitaryly illuminates the mountains and forests below, and on the edge of the octagonal formation, there is a faint fluorescent light in one of the eyes of the formation.

It is the "birth" door of the Fengshan formation!

Although it wasn't very bright, it was the only light source in the mountains in the wee hours of the morning, and it was extremely dazzling.

The rushing people were anxious in their hearts. When they first saw the light, they were all surprised and happy, as if infinite hope welled up in their hearts.

Not long after, several suzerains had arrived with people, all of them gathered near the Shengmen with dignified expressions, and the atmosphere was tense.

Chang Yuan'er followed her father to the front, looked around, and was slightly startled: "... Where is he?"

Among the crowd, Yuan Qinghang was nowhere to be seen.

The members of the Mu family arrived first, Mu Anyang and Mu Qinghui stood side by side, behind them were Mu Jiarong and Li Qinghong, hearing this, Mu Jiarong also said anxiously: "After he came and explained the plan to us, Said that only Yuwen's family was not informed, so he rushed alone to find Mr. Yuwen!"

On the other side, a master of the Sword Sect stood with a cold face, holding a sword, and said, "The Yuwen family is already willing to be the lackeys of the old thief Shang, why call them?"

Next to him, Li Ji smiled wryly and said, "It is hateful for Yu Wenli to join the Sky Sect for self-protection, but Mr. Yu Wenhan is fighting Shang Yuan hard and would rather die than surrender."

The master of Jianzong's face was ugly: "Confused! The situation is urgent, how can we go to find them one by one like this, it delays time, what should we do?"

On the opposite side, Li Qinghong stood in the shadow behind Mu Anyang, and said sarcastically: "So he should not call anyone, it's best to get away quietly by himself."

Spiritual power suddenly appeared in the air, and a figure flashed suddenly, and Chen Feng's cold voice sounded: "Chang Xiaoxianjun is benevolent and righteous, and has the same compassion as his master Yi Baiyi. There are no such foolish people, and the people here are afraid Every one of them will die in an incomparably ugly way.”

Li Qinghong's eyes flashed, he stared at Chen Feng who arrived suddenly, and quietly took a few steps back.Mu Anyang's face changed drastically, and he suddenly pressed the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Chen Feng's voice was full of energy, and it seemed that there was no sign of serious injury from poisoning at all!

Chen Feng followed his gaze like a shadow, turned around Mu Anyang and Li Qinghong and his son, and sneered: "Don't worry, Chang Xiaoxian has put in so much effort to save everyone, if I continue to squabble and ruin his painstaking efforts, I will I also feel ashamed to see others.”

Someone nearby hurriedly smoothed things over: "That's right, in the face of a strong enemy, everyone must work together. If there is any misunderstanding, just go out and solve it slowly."

People from the Xianmen kept arriving. After a short time, after a little inventory, the sects that should arrive were basically all there. Everyone was looking forward to it, but Yuan Qinghang never arrived. Finally, some people began to get anxious.

"Master Chang, then Chang Xiaoxian is your apprentice, what method does he have to lead everyone out of this big formation? This was set up by Shang Yuan!"

Sect Leader Chang smiled wryly and waved his hand: "No, Sect Leader Chen has already said that he is Yi Baiyi's apprentice, and for the sake of convenience, he pretended to be my disciple. I don't know anything about it!"

"It's not impossible to break the formation, but the movement must be huge, Shang Yuan can't not be alarmed. As long as he arrives, even if so many of us join forces, are we really sure that we can defeat him?"

"Chang Xiaoxian is young and only a medicine practitioner, what if he is arrogant and arrogant at all?..."

Seeing the morning sun gradually revealing in the sky, everyone became even more anxious.

To break the door, the best opportunity is at the turn of day and night in the early morning, and if it is later, I am afraid that the opportunity will be missed.

This Chang Xiaoxian is going to find Yu Wenhan, what if Yu Wenli finds out by chance?

Just when the crowd was getting more and more excited, a giant bird finally appeared in the distant sky.

The puppet bird is exactly the mechanism bird and beast that the Yuwen family is best at making.

In the pitch-black sky, the giant bird's black wings slid silently, carrying a few people on it, and flew to the front in an instant.

A young man jumped off the bird's back first, dragged a person off the bird's back, and pushed towards Li Ji: "Help me take care of the old man!"

The sky was dotted with stars, and they were about to disappear into the clouds. I saw his eyes were brighter than the stars, and his brows were full of radiance.

Who is not Yuan Qinghang?