Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

In the reverse formation, everyone stayed on the spot.

Thousand Mountains was originally surrounded by mountains, and the main peak was where the Cang Qiong Sect was located. Now, this invisible barrier covers a large area of ​​mountains except the main peak, facing Shang Yuan on the opposite side.

Shang Yuan stood opposite, with an indifferent expression: "Why, do you think such a small defensive formation can block me?"

Yuan Qinghang dragged Yu Wenhan and flashed in front of the formation.

He clapped his hands and said calmly, "I think it's ok. If you don't believe me, try it."

Shang Yuan laughed back angrily, raised his palm, and with the force of a thunderbolt, he slapped the invisible barrier in front of him!

The barrier shook violently, and the people in the front seemed to feel a terrible wind blowing towards their faces, their chests were all constricted, their cultivation bases were almost weak, and they almost couldn't support their knees and knelt down.

But Shang Yuan's shocking blow did not break the formation.

Ripples slid across the barrier, like a blade cutting into the water. It seemed like a huge momentum, but in a blink of an eye, the flowing water filled the gap again.

Shang Yuan's face darkened, he raised his hand again, and slapped three palms faster and more urgently.

The transparent barrier in front of him shook even more, but even so, after three palms, the formation was still alive.

The people in the formation were worried at the beginning, but as the formation was not broken, they were overjoyed: Ji Banxia, ​​the right protector of Mozong, was here, and Yuan Qinghang was trained by him, and the two worked together to form the formation , maybe it can really prevent Shang Yuan!Qianqian

Shang Yuan's face changed, and he stopped the offensive.

He looked at the hundreds of people in the big formation, and said calmly: "Interesting. Then, are you planning to stay in it for a few years or decades?"

Yuan Qinghang said happily: "It's okay! This place is so big, there are at least several mountains, there are springs and wild animals on the mountains, and the big guys are slash-and-burn. It's not bad to live a few years of leisure."

He turned to Mu Jiarong who was not far away and asked: "Hey, people in your family, do you like the seeds of spiritual plant herbs on your body, and watering some spiritual spring water can stimulate them to grow?"

Mu Jiarong said in amazement: "Ah... yes."

Yuan Qinghang asked Li Ji again: "I heard that your family is also good at controlling beasts. There is a kind of chrysalis in the storage bag, which is delicious and good at breeding?"

Li Ji didn't understand why, so he nodded blankly: "Yes!"

Yuanqing Hang Chong Shangyuan spread his hands with a smile: "Look, even if you eat instant spiritual fruits and chrysalis, you won't die of hunger."

Shang Yuan looked at him with great interest: "Then, a group of Immortal Sect members, just live in peace with your evildoers of the Demon Sect, where men farm and women weave?"

Yuan Qinghang said straightforwardly: "Then why not! Where is practice is not practice?"

He turned his head and raised his voice, yelling at the crowd behind him: "Don't worry, everyone, he can't keep an eye on him every day, right? One day he slackens off, and we may run away in all directions."

A group of people listened silently, the expressions on their faces were indescribable.

Shang Yuan smiled: "Okay, wait until I go and capture the rest of your clansmen and disciples, kill them one by one in front of you, and see how long you can stay inside."

The expressions of the people from all the families in the formation suddenly changed.

This time I was invited to the Cangqiong Sect, and each family was also led by an elder suzerain with some outstanding juniors, and the entire sect did not come out in full force.

If Shang Yuan really disregarded his identity and killed every family to arrest people himself, who doesn't have a wife and children, or is a proud disciple!

Chen Feng yelled angrily: "Old thief, have you gone crazy! You are perverse, cruel and unscrupulous, what is the difference between you and the devil!"

Yuan Qinghang immediately said: "Sect Master Chen said carefully, the people of our Demon Sect are kind, simple, enthusiastic and chivalrous, how can we compare with this old goblin?"

As he was talking, a skull suddenly appeared from under his feet, covered with bloodstains, and suddenly bit his ankle.

He didn't care, raised his hand, grabbed the skeleton in his hand, and touched it affectionately: "Immortals and demons have no essence, right?"

Everyone looked at the grinning bloody skeleton in his hand: "..."

Shang Yuan looked behind him.

Ning Cheng did not know when he had arrived, behind him was a group of panic-stricken young disciples of the Cang Qiong Sect, and on the other side, Yu Wenli was standing quietly with the disciples of Yuwen's family.

In the back, Tantai Minghao was sitting on the ground with a pale face, the wound on his arm had stopped bleeding, and a doctor from the family was nervously helping him with diagnosis and treatment.

In addition to these few groups of people, there is also a small group of fanatical followers who still haven't figured out the situation, and are surrounded in the distance in a daze.

He set his eyes on Yu Wenli, and said in a harmonious voice: "Your skills are good, come and help me see, is there any way to break it?"

Yu Wenli seemed to tremble slightly.

He raised his head and looked at his grandfather across the invisible barrier, and Yuan Qinghang who was beside him with an innocent face.

Standing so close, it seems that they are a pair of grandparents and grandchildren who love each other deeply.

He gently raised his hand and touched the redness on his face with his fingertips.

After a long time, he finally averted his eyes slowly, stopped looking at the formation, and said indifferently: "Everything is under the order of Sect Master Shang. I will go to explore the various formations. The huge defensive formation will not be completely invulnerable."

Yu Wenhan swayed, almost fainting from anger.

Yuan Qinghang shook his head, and quickly supported him with his hands and eyes.

Shang Yuan nodded with satisfaction: "Don't worry, your Yuwen family will be the biggest contributors to the unification of the Xianzong in the future."

He looked at Ning Cheng again: "You lead your disciples to surround and guard, if anyone breaks through, they will be killed without mercy."

Before Ning Cheng could answer, a person suddenly rushed out from among the shadows of the trees at the end of the crowd.

Shang Lang was dressed in white, holding the "Zhiyang" in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Grandfather, what are you doing!"

His body was trembling, and his young and handsome face was full of confusion: "I heard from my juniors that someone accused me of seeing you kill innocent people in Xianzong and take their golden pills?... Tell me, It's a lie, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Shang Yuan frowned, and glanced at Ning Cheng: "Take him down."

Ning Cheng took a step forward and reached out to grab him: "Lang'er, you..."

Shang Lang stepped back suddenly, with the "Zhi Yang" sword in his hand, hissed: "Master!"

Ning Cheng looked at him with a strange expression, and said softly: "Master, it's not the first day that he killed someone. Don't you see it, Lord Chixia?"

Shang Lang roared violently, in great pain: "That's because we have to join forces to deal with the Demon Sect, disagreement, talent, talent..."

He pointed to the brothers around him: "If the people in there want to leave and run away, will we, the mighty Sword Sect of the Sky Sect, chase and kill them with the sword in our hands?!"

He pointed at the Shennonggu people in the formation again: "Master, there are people from the Mu family, including your best friend Mu Xianchang, what are we doing now?..."

Before the words fell, Shang Yuan had already stepped forward, and grabbed his chest with a giant palm.

Shang Lang subconsciously blocked it, and the Blazing Sun Sword shone brightly, Shang Yuan's face darkened: "You dare to kill your relatives!"

Shang Lang looked at him blankly, his lips trembling: "I didn't..."

Shang Yuan snorted coldly: "Same as your father, short-sighted and extremely stupid!"

As soon as he spit out his palm forcefully, Shang Lang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the next moment, his body had already flown out.

When he fell, he was unconscious.

In the midst of the formation, Mu Jiarong let out a scream, rushed up a few steps, and bumped his head against the invisible barrier.

Behind him, Li Qinghong bit his lips tightly, the knuckles of his slender fingers turned white, and he pinched the palm of his hand.

When the incident happened suddenly, everyone was terrified, and the last bit of hope was completely wiped out.

——For the sake of establishing prestige and frightening the sect, it is not enough to take other children with a knife. This person has gone to the point of madness and ruthlessness, and even shot at his own grandson!

Yuan Qinghang's complexion finally changed slightly.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his heart, causing his originally peaceful state of mind to fluctuate suddenly.

"Shang Yuan, I promise, one day, you will regret it." He said word by word, "In this world, although there are jungles and powerful people, there must also be the recovery of the sky net and the reincarnation of heaven."

Shang Yuan suddenly burst into laughter, as if he heard the childish words of a child.

His terrifying and proud voice floated in the valley, with layers of echoes, as if countless people were echoing.

"The Dao of Heaven? The vast fairy road, I am pursuing the Dao of Heaven, and I am approaching the highest peak. You poor worms, as long as you can glimpse a little mystery of the secret of heaven like me, you will be like me, and you will have nothing else in your heart. Forget it No, it’s just summer insects that can’t be described.”

……

The sky was bright, outside the big formation, Shang Yuan had left Shi Shiran.

The morning sun rises from the east, knowing nothing about the great changes in the Thousand Mountains.

Although everyone in the formation had just narrowly escaped death, none of them was in a relaxed mood looking at the forest and the morning dew in the grass.

Hundreds of people scattered wearily on the hillside and in the dense forest, some gathered together to chat privately, while others remained silent.

Ji Banxia appeared out of nowhere, with dozens of demon cultivators, including Zhao Ting'an, Zhu Zhu, and Shuang Jiang.

On a small hillside, he looked arrogant and indifferent, standing alone facing the wind from a distance.

In the dense forest clearing at the foot of the mountain, Yuan Qinghang kept his hands and feet. Together with Mu Jiarong, he led a group of disciples from Shennonggu to help treat those injured by the aftermath of Shang Yuan's palm wind.

While applying medicine for someone, he glanced at Mu Jiarong, and suddenly called, "Hey, use some snacks!"

Mu Jiarong was startled, looked down, and blushed.

He hurriedly wiped off the wrong plaster in his hand, and said to the wounded: "I'm sorry, I was negligent."

Yuan Qinghang sighed, and whispered: "Don't worry about Mr. Shang. Although he was seriously injured by his grandfather, he will not really want to die."

Mu Jiarong poked his neck and said angrily: "Who is worried about him? He has always been so stupid, so why should he die at the hands of someone he trusted?"

Suddenly, behind him, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded: "If you die, he won't die."

Mu Jiarong turned his head abruptly, looked at Li Qinghong who was standing behind them like a ghost, and said angrily: "I didn't curse him, I told the truth. Didn't he just hurt at the hands of relatives?"

Li Qinghong repeated again: "He won't die. I made an agreement with him that no matter how serious the injury is, I will treat it."

He murmured: "Even if he dies, he can't die without seeing me."

Mu Jiarong was disgusted and uncomfortable at the same time, gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "Then you go out to find him and help him heal with your own hands!"

Yuan Qinghang heard that he had a headache, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, both of you shut up, don't look like you are cross-eyed."

He distributed the wounded at his side to Mu Jiarong, and forced Li Qinghong to run to the other side. The two of them set bones together for a seriously injured Jianzong disciple.

Li Qinghong's face was gloomy, although he didn't refuse, but he struck hard, Yuan Qinghang looked helpless, so he could only connect the broken bone by himself, and sighed: "Shang Lang will be fine, don't worry. "

Li Qinghong listened silently, without saying a word, but his eyes were heavy, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yuan Qinghang was busy with his hands, so he didn't notice his abnormal expression. He had been busy for a long time before finishing his work, and he didn't have time to greet and explain to the celestial sect masters. First, he ran up the hillside and shouted from a distance: "Uncle Ji!" !"

Ji Banxia gave him a cold look.Can't hide the disgust in his eyes: "You're busy treating those idiots again, and I haven't seen you care so much about your own people."

The casual cultivators nearby hurriedly said: "Guarantor Right, our lives were all saved by the young master, you can't say that."

Yuan Qinghang smiled flatteringly at Ji Banxia: "Uncle Ji, I have done meritorious service. I broke the hand of the Tantai old thief again, and took off his arm by the way. Uncle Ji, are you happy?"

Ji Banxia said coldly: "His life is mine, don't worry about it."

"Guaranteed, guaranteed, even if I have a chance to kill him, I will definitely cut him into a human stick and send it to you, Uncle Ji."

Ji Banxia looked at the scattered Xianzong families in the distance, and sneered: "You have been busy for so long, and you have never seen those people treat you as a guest of honor."

Yuan Qinghang didn't take it seriously, and casually took the water bag from Shuangjiang next to him: "I don't do things for them."

Ji Banxia asked strangely, "Who is that for?"

Yuan Qinghang raised his head and said: "I am happy for myself! The old goblin kills people like hemp, and he is not only a person who kills Xianzong. I don't know that he has the blood of our demon cultivators on his hands."

Zhu Zhu stuck out his tongue on the side: "The young master is doing these things for Ning Xiaoxianjun."

Yuan Qinghang staggered, almost spewed out a mouthful of spiritual spring water, and was about to open his mouth to refute, when he saw the strange eyes of the people around him, he finally gave up struggling.

"Okay, okay, this is the place where he grew up, and here are his brothers and sisters who get along with him day and night." He was confident and upright, "This is still the teacher's school where Immortal Ning Wan Feng lived for many years, and now it has become so smoky. , he came back to see, how sad should he be?"

Zhu Zhu smiled and clapped his hands: "Xianjun Ning is outside to help the young master defend against the attack, and the young master is here to help him clean up the house. It is because of the tacit understanding, the harmony of the zither."

Yuan Qinghang was stunned, and suddenly jumped up, stretched out his hand heavily, and flicked her head: "What kind of idiom is used indiscriminately! This is called daring, high mountains and flowing water, mutual bosom friends!"

Zhu Zhu's mouth was puckered by him, and he almost burst into tears: "Young master brother is bullying..."

Ji Banxia watched them fight coldly, and suddenly said: "Your bosom friend will not come back."

Yuan Qinghang was startled suddenly: "What?"

Ji Banxia dismissed everyone around him and faced him alone, before saying calmly: "Your Aunt Hong sent the news that a few days ago, Ning Duo found the place where Mozong imprisoned Ning Wanfeng, and from there he found the road leading to Sect Master Yuan. The teleportation array to Ten Thousand Blades."

Yuan Qinghang listened blankly, and suddenly guessed what Ning Duo wanted, and his heart sank suddenly.

In the small world under the cliff, there is no way to heaven, full of spiritual power, it is the best training place they have ever seen in their life.

What Ning Duo wanted to do was already on the verge of coming out.

He said in a trembling voice, "He... he wants to return to Xiaotiandi and practice to advance?"

Ji Banxia nodded: "The last time I came out, it was the two of you working together to narrowly escape. Now that he is alone, maybe he doesn't have to wait until he comes out. When he was promoted inside, there was no one to protect him, and he exploded directly."

He said again: "By the way, he also asked Li Hongling to bring you a message. If he dies, he told you not to rush in and look for him. It's not too late to go when the bones are completely rotten and not so ugly."

Yuan Qinghang stood in the sun, with the breeze blowing gently on his face, but he suddenly felt that his whole body was icy cold.

After being dazed for a while, he suddenly became flustered and grabbed Ji Banxia's sleeve.

"Uncle Ji, I was wrong, I shouldn't have told him to go alone." He murmured, as if a blunt knife was slowly cutting his heart, "He would really die without me."

He suddenly let go of Ji Banxia again, and spun around on the hillside by himself: "No, no, I don't care about everything here...I'm going to Wanren Tomb."