Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

On the Thousand Mountains, in a group of retreat rooms.

Ning Duo's face was pale, crystal sweat flowed quickly along his jade-like cheeks, slid into his neck, and then sank into his chest.

Behind him, Ning Cheng also closed his eyes tightly, his palms pressed tightly against his back, and the surging spiritual power poured into Ning Duo's body, helping him to gather the overflowing spiritual power.

At this critical juncture, suddenly, the stone door behind them opened silently, and a tall black shadow slowly approached, and moved behind Ning Duo in the silent silence.

Yuan Qinghang couldn't move, was trapped in the restraint formation, and watched the black shadow's face lift up, Shang Yuan!

His face has changed from young and smooth to old like chicken skin, and his eyes have also changed from indifferent and condescending to crazy greed.He suddenly stretched out his hand, one on each side, and hit Ning Duo and Ning Cheng on the back.

Yuan Qinghang screamed wildly in his heart, and watched Ning Cheng's body fly out, while Ning Duo opened his mouth and spewed out a bright red fountain of blood! ...

The picture suddenly shattered, Ning Duo's figure became blurred, and disappeared in place in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, time and space swayed, light and shadow interlaced, and when everything calmed down again, the picture had turned into another familiar scene.

In the Wanren Tomb, under the Broken Soul Cliff, behind the Bailian-like Qianzhang Waterfall, in the quiet small world, Ning Duo lay quietly on the ground, dripping blood all around him.

Yuan Qinghang felt that he was nearby, and Ning Duo's side face was in front of him. His heart seemed to be burning with flames, and he wanted to call out and rush over, but he couldn't move.

Looking down, he was wearing a pair of small children's boots on his feet, and his height was surprisingly short.Looking up, a small child's face was reflected in the waterfall curtain next to him, his eyes were like spots of paint, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

...But he returned to the time when he first traveled through time, when he first met Ning Duo, the appearance of the seven or eight-year-old little devil.

He was burning with anxiety, as if struck by lightning, suddenly, a familiar voice came out of his heart.

"Congratulations, the plot of the original book has been completed. The original book is unfinished, and the original author has not finished writing it. It's time for you to get out of the sea of ​​suffering."

"No!..." Yuan Qinghang was full of anxiety and roared suddenly, "I won't go back!"

Suddenly turning over and sitting up, he was sweating profusely, and woke up in the dark night in the leeward cave.

It was pitch black all around, but someone immediately sat up and took out a shark bead in a hurry: "Little young master? Are you stunned?"

Under the gentle pearly light, Shuang Jiang's pretty face was covered with grass leaves, and she looked over worriedly.

Yuan Qinghang's heart was pounding, he stared at Shuangjiang in a daze, finally came back to his senses, and said in a low voice: "Sister Shuangjiang, you haven't changed for many years."

Living in this world for too long is too real, and living as one pleases, I have already forgotten the time when I just crossed over.

When he just woke up, he was the child in the dream, and the first thing he saw was Shuang Jiang's gentle smile.

Her face seemed to be exactly the same as it was more than ten years ago, it was still so pretty and lively, and when she got angry, the small wrinkles on her nose didn't change at all.

Shuang Jiang was puzzled and funny at the same time, and glared at him: "Hmph, I'm only so young, and some female cultivators who have cultivated for a hundred years still look like spring flowers. What's so strange about that?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled gently: "Well, this matter is over in the future, I will prepare some more beauty pills for my sister and Aunt Hong."

Shuang Jiang smiled and said: "I don't want it, you men know how to keep the face. I want to be beautiful, doesn't Zuo protector have a good medicine?"

Suddenly remembered something, she said: "That's right, Guardian Zuo sent a message, and she brought people nearby. She can cooperate with our actions at any time. Hmph, I'm just afraid that those people from the Immortal Sect will be afraid of her like snakes and scorpions."

Yuan Qinghang was dumbfounded.

Among the two guardians of Mozong, Ji Banxia has always been low-key and aloof. Although the ghost array method she used well is also evil and terrifying, she rarely kills actively, but she is not as famous as Li Hongling.

After all, when he was young, because his fiancé repented of the marriage, he made a big fuss in the wedding room, murdered his wife and children, and then went out of the fairy sect and fell into the demon sect. This is not something ordinary people do.

As for after becoming a demon, she used Shennonggu to vent her anger from time to time, and arrested many innocent outer disciples to test the poison. Compared with the evil spirits of the Shuzong ghost formation, her ability to use poison with one hand is even more frightening.

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while, and said, "Go ahead and sleep, I'll change Uncle Ji."

They were worried that the eyes of the reverse defense formation would be attacked by others. After discussing during the day, they mobilized some people from each family, mainly the Shuzong, to form a patrol team on duty at night, and secretly ambushed around the eyes of the formations.

There were only three real Shuzong masters present. Mr. Yu Wenhan was old, so Ji Banxia took the initiative to sit on duty at night. He wanted to share the second half of the night, but was scolded by Ji Banxia.

"You are busy from morning to night, you are indispensable everywhere. Heal those idiots of Xianzong during the day, and fight with me for vigil at night? I don't know, I thought you were the general leader of the two realms of immortals and demons."

He was scolded to come back obediently, but in the middle of the night, he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

In the dream, various things came one after another, for a while it was the scene of Li Qinghong and Mu Jiarong quarreling during the day, for a while it was Shang Lang covered in blood, and after another turn, it became the part of Ning Duo in the dream just now .

After leaving the cave, he whistled softly, and not long after, a gust of wind blew in the distance, and a black shadow flew over the jungle.

The little Gu Eagle happily fell down, its heavy hooves knocked out a cloud of flying dust on the ground.

Yuan Qinghang turned over and jumped onto its back, and casually stuffed a fragrant elixir into its mouth. The little gu carving's mouth had already been spoiled by him, and after chewing it, he let out a satisfied cry. Fly into the air with him on his back.

Along the sky above the mountain forest, and the pitch-black boundless dense forest below, not long after, it has already flown to the vicinity of Ji Banxia's lurking formation.

Just as it landed, a large object flew into the air from another direction.

Organ puppet bird.

On the big bird's back, Yu Wenhan leaped down with his wide robe and wide sleeves, his long beard messed up.

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback, and hurried up to greet him: "Senior Yuwen, why are you here?"

It was originally agreed that Yu Wenhan would be in charge of the daytime, and Ji Banxia would be in charge of sitting at night.

Yu Wenhan shook his head: "I can't sleep when I'm old, why don't you come and change Ji Protector, it's too hard for him to keep watch all night."

A shadow flashed beside him, and Ji Banxia's figure suddenly appeared in the air.

He frowned and looked at the old and the young in front of him: "What are you doing?"

Yuan Qinghang hurriedly said: "I'm a young man, I should come to change shifts, you two should go to rest quickly."

Ji Banxia said coldly: "Why am I very old?"

Yu Wenhan's face also darkened: "Although I am old, my energy is not necessarily worse than that of your young people."

Yuan Qinghang led the Gu sculpture, Da Lala sat beside the formation, and said with a smile: "You two can do whatever you want, anyway, I won't leave."

With a cold face, Yu Wenhan even patted the puppet bird, one person and one bird landed on a giant tree next to him: "The old man thought it was cool here, so he slept here."

Ji Banxia looked at the old and the young silently, and for some reason, her face was a little strange, as if she sighed softly.

After being stunned for a while, he turned around and walked away without looking back.

……

Outside the big formation, the forest was gloomy, and in the lush grass, a group of black shadows sneaked silently, searching around.

A figure in brocade was walking in front, with a long and graceful body, under the moonlight, his face was indifferent and calm, not as gentle and elegant as usual.

Not far from his side, a figure rushed over, limping slightly, chased him and said in a low voice: "Master Li, settle Miss Tantai well, no one will find it, it's safe."

Yu Wenli said lightly: "From today onwards, you don't have to follow me."

The lame guard was startled, and tremblingly said: "Master Li?..."

Yu Wenli said: "You didn't do anything wrong, you are fine. But following me is extremely dangerous, and no one knows what will happen to me in the future."

He calmly said: "Go and guard Miss Tantai, you must take good care of her, after this matter is settled, you will release her again."

The lame guard had tears in his eyes: "I...I want to follow the young master, I can find someone to take care of Miss Tantai, can't I?"

Yu Wenli said coldly: "I may not die, there is no need to be like this. If I bet right, Yu Wen's family will be powerful and no one will dare to look down on me, so I will naturally go to you and Miss Tantai."

... In the second half of the night, there was silence in the great formation. Whether it was the tired children of the immortal sect or the original insects, birds and spirit beasts in the mountain, they were all asleep. Except for the night wind in the forest and the gust of pines, there was no other sound.

Yuan Qinghang looked up at the tree and said in a low voice: "Senior Yuwen, please fall asleep first. If something happens, I will warn you. It will not be too late for you to come and help."

Yu Wenhan remained silent on the tree, not sure if he was really asleep or thinking about something on his mind.

After a long while, he said, "Why don't you hate me?"

Yuan Qinghang was stunned: "What?"

Yu Wenhan's voice was hoarse: "You and I both know who really killed that child from Tantai's family."

Yuan Qinghang said with a smile: "As long as it is not ordered by you, why should I hate you?"

Yu Wenhan sighed softly: "After the wedding banquet, our Yuwen family has repeatedly declared to the outside world that our family's Li'er is innocent, has been framed, and has been wronged. Since he was wronged, then you are the real culprit."

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while, and felt a little disappointed: "It's human nature. In this world, many people help relatives but don't help them. How can there be so many people who help relatives and not help relatives. Brother Hong is not my own brother, and I am not Also ignorant of conscience, secretly hoping that Chen Qiyou's matter will never be discovered?"

Yu Wenhan said sadly: "But this is wrong. I knew it was wrong, but I let it go. It's no different from taking the initiative to do harm."

Yuan Qinghang said in a harmonious voice: "Senior, you don't have to blame yourself like this. People live for a lifetime, and reason belongs to reason, and feelings belong to feelings. If everything can be done according to justice and axioms, how can there be so many idiots complaining about women and regrets in the world?"

Yu Wenhan was silent for a while, and his voice was a little strange: "You are so young, why do you sound more old-fashioned than an old man like me? Hmph, a child should behave like a child. Look at Mu Jiarong's innocence, Shang Lang It's normal to be so reckless and passionate."

Yuan Qinghang laughed loudly, and said casually: "If you want to talk about courage and precociousness, then you have to count your grandson."

What he said was in a hurry, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it a little.

I didn't mean to complain at first, but when I said it face to face, it seemed to be sarcastic.

Sure enough, Yu Wenhan, who was sleeping on the tree, fell silent for a long time.

Yuan Qinghang was secretly complaining, trying to find a topic to confuse, but heard Yu Wenhan said in a shy voice: "Speaking of which, you and Li'er have similar backgrounds. Both parents died, and they both had high hopes... Is it true that such children will mature earlier?"

Yuan Qinghang could only bite the bullet and said: "Is it? But Uncle Ji and Aunt Hong are very good to me, and I don't feel that there is any burden on my shoulders. The young master of the Demon Sect is not so much a responsibility as a responsibility." Said it was an excuse for them to coddle me."

Yu Wenhan said quietly: "Li'er has worked harder than you. Both his parents died since he was a child. After I took him back to the family, everyone knew that his life experience was unknown, but he was the only blood of the Yuwen family. As long as he did anything If it’s not good, even if I don’t say it, everyone will whisper behind their backs: I’m from a humble background and can’t be used.”

Yuan Qinghang remained silent, not daring to speak up.

It is rumored that Yu Wenli's mother is a brothel girl, and the second son of Yu Wen's family is promiscuous, and left this blood inadvertently in the world. If it hadn't died suddenly, this embarrassing illegitimate child would never be exposed to others for the rest of his life .

It is just a child who has lived under such pressure since he was a child. He has no parents to pamper him, no confidant playmates, his clansmen are always spying on jokes, and his grandfather seems to be harsh and harsh. He can grow into a gentle, humble, gentle and considerate Pian Pianjia Young Master, I'm afraid I've exhausted all my strength.

Li Qinghong seemed to be a counterexample, early on he became resentful, paranoid and distorted.

Yu Wenhan's voice floated above his head: "Do you think that I am old and foolish, and I am desperately trying to excuse my grandson?"

Yuan Qinghang hurriedly said: "No, no. Besides, even if you really help him to excuse, it is understandable. After all, he is your only grandson."

His tone was sincere, but Yu Wenhan heard it in his ears, but it was even more unpleasant. He laughed miserably: "Old is old, and stupid is true. According to my previous temper, I am afraid that he would have killed him long ago." Yes. But now... but now!"

He couldn't help but let out a long roar, and slammed his palm on the tree trunk beside him.

This palm was full of knots, and it snapped off the entire trunk in an instant, the broken branches flew, the leaves fell, and his body fell to the ground with a loud crash.

His resentful voice floated in the night wind: "...This old man has always believed that he has no regrets in his whole life. But he never expected that when he was old, he would be so shameless and lose his life at the end of the day!"

……

A few miles away, Yu Wenli suddenly stopped and looked at the compass in his hand.

Searching for the pointer of spiritual power changes, it moved slightly.

He observed intently, raised his eyes, and looked somewhere not far away, his eyes flickering.

With fingers together, a long and narrow talisman was attached to a small organ centipede, and it went into the ground.

The centipede moved forward quickly, and soon went deep into the deep underground, and drilled for a long time. Driven by the master behind it, when it drilled out of the ground again, it was already inside the big formation.

The two tentacles on the top of its head were aimed at a hidden formation eye, and next to it, under a lush tree, Yuan Qinghang and Yu Wenhan were sitting.

……

Under the big tree, Yuan Qinghang was startled, and hurriedly jumped forward, reaching out to support him: "Hey, old man, be careful!"

Yu Wenhan was supported in his arms. Although the young man's thin arms were not strong enough, they were firm and powerful.

Under the faint moonlight, he could clearly see his picturesque eyebrows, his eyes were as bright as the morning stars, shining with brilliance.

Yu Wenhan stared blankly at his pair of familiar eyes, and suddenly his eyes became hot, and he hurriedly turned his head away.

He staggered back, avoiding Yuan Qinghang's clear and honest eyes, and resisted the sudden throbbing pain in his heart.

With trembling hands, he took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to Yuan Qinghang.

Yuan Qinghang was startled, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

Yu Wenhan's face was ashamed and embarrassed, and he said in a low voice, "Open it and have a look."

Yuan Qinghang took it and looked inside.After a cursory glance, he was taken aback, and hurriedly handed it back: "Old senior?"

It is full of ritual artifacts, each of which is radiant and invaluable.

Thinking about it, the Yuwen family has been a master of Shuzong for many years, and they also rely on selling these exquisite magic tools to maintain family expenses.

And inside, there is even a huge amount of wealth, which is probably all the old man's own private property.

Yu Wenhan shook his head: "The enemy is facing a strong enemy, and I am so old, I don't know if I can survive this calamity. If I die unfortunately, will these things fall into the hands of that old thief Shang Yuan? Give it to you, it's a fate."

Yuan Qinghang hurriedly said: "Old man, you can just leave it to the tribe, I don't need these."

Yu Wenhan asked in a daze: "Leave it to Li'er?... I'm afraid that he will do a lot of evil, and end up dying just like his father..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that there seemed to be an ominous curse, so he hurriedly stopped, and only said bitterly: "I won't leave it to him. He is now relying on evil and sycophants, so he doesn't deserve these."

Seeing that Yuan Qinghang still insisted on giving in, his face was miserable, and he suddenly burst into anger: "If you don't want it, I will destroy it! Huh, it was all created by the old man for decades, should I leave it to that unworthy son? Help him be a minion, help him commit crimes!"

... A few miles away, Yu Wenli stood quietly in the waist-high grass, listening to the intermittent words brought by the mechanism centipede, suddenly raised his hand, and swept out the sword in his hand, rolling out the grass leaves all over the sky.

The hostility is rampant, and the depression is wanton, as if with infinite unwillingness and grief.