Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Yuan Qinghang looked directly at him, and said word by word: "If you have any doubts, just speak up, and you don't need to hide."

Master Zhou of Junshan Hall nodded, stepped forward, and looked around at the crowd: "The enemy should not be renounced, but I have doubts in my heart. It is a matter of everyone's life and death, so I have to ask."

Yuan Qinghang said lightly: "I just wonder why our Demon Sect is so kind?"

Hall Master Zhou said: "Then Young Master Yuan might as well explain it?"

An unknown fire arose in Yuan Qinghang's heart, he suppressed it forcibly, and said with a sneer: "Killing demons and eliminating evil, and supporting morality, it's not only Xianzong who enshrines family training. If I say that I am born chivalrous, kind-hearted and upright, anyway If you don't believe me, why ask?"

Yu Wenhan glared at the side: "Master Zhou, Young Master Yuan Xiao has saved countless people. Those who have received his favor here are as big as Dianzhu Chen and me in Lingxiao Palace, and as small as the wooden tree rescued by him on the top of Qianzhong Mountain." My young master, and many junior disciples, why, these are not enough for you to see him clearly?"

Sectional Master Zhou was at a loss for words for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's put these aside. I just want to ask Immortal Mu Qinghui one thing."

Mu Qinghui didn't expect him to mention himself suddenly, and couldn't help but startled: "What's the matter?"

Section Master Zhou said loudly: "Your medical skills are superb, and you must have some thoughts about Shang Yuan's weird situation. What I want to ask is, the Nascent Soul that appeared on the top of Shang Yuan's head, the color is sometimes golden and sometimes black, and the skin condition is also suddenly aging. Being young again is because the realm is unstable, isn't it?"

Mu Qinghui frowned: "Yes."

"According to what the juniors who narrowly escaped from death at the top of Qianzhong Mountain saw, Shang Yuan absorbed the spiritual power bursting out from the golden core when others were dying, and the black baby on his head slowly turned back to golden. So, is it possible that he can't absorb it? Gold core, after the realm collapses, can only absorb the spiritual power of the magic core, and instead keep the black magic baby from collapsing?"

Around the campfire, there was shock.

Some people are at a loss, some are thoughtful.

Mu Qinghui said slowly: "There is such a possibility. But everything is speculation and there is no evidence."

He is not good at lying, what he thinks in his heart, he will only speak out frankly.As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the Immortal Sect members around them changed slightly.

In a strange atmosphere, Sect Master Zhou opened his palm, and something flashed out of his sleeve, flapping its wings, and flew above everyone's heads.

Its feathers are pitch black, and blood-red spirit stones are embedded in its eye sockets, shining with an inorganic icy light. It is a Gossip Falcon!

It opened its mouth, this time, instead of uttering mechanical imitation words, a small wax pill fell from its mouth.

Sectional Master Zhou reached out to take it, and squeezed it open: "Everyone, please take a look, this is the urgent letter from Senior Yi Baiyi that I just got!"

The wax pill shattered, revealing the round paper ball sealed with wax paint inside, which was the unique imprint of the Yi family. Mu Qinghui quickly inspected it and nodded: "It is the exclusive seal of Senior Yi, and the handwriting also matches."

Sectional Master Zhou said: "Also ask the Immortal Master to read it out!"

Mu Qinghui hesitated slightly, and glanced at Yuan Qinghang.

Yuan Qinghang's eyes were deep, and he said lightly: "Master Wooden, please."

Mu Qinghui looked down at the note, and read softly: "I was shocked to hear the great changes in Qianzhong Mountain, and I was very worried. I was even more shocked when I carefully thought about Shang Yuan's abnormal state. All the immortals must pay attention, Shang Yuan is very likely to have already Bewitched, wandering between the Nascent Soul and the Demon Child. The golden elixir is not enough, and after falling into the devil's way, you may turn to supplement it with the magic elixir, and I hope that little friend Qinghang will be more careful."

The whole audience was in an uproar, and someone murmured: "Senior Yi Baiyi also speculated in the same way, so it must be reasonable!"

"That is to say, Shang Yuan hasn't really stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm yet. After going crazy in his practice, although he tried his best to get closer to the Nascent Soul, he still couldn't achieve it. It is very likely that he will become a Demon Infant Realm?"

Some people's eyes flickered, looking at Yuan Qinghang and Ji Banxia not far away, thoughtfully.

Yu Wenhan couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "So what? If Shang Yuan wants to maintain the golden core, he doesn't want to fall into the devil's way. What he wants to kill is the immortal sect, and the demon sect will help us fight, why are you dissatisfied?" !"

Another Immortal Sect Master's face was slightly blue, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly: "If you have other plans, then you don't have to be grateful."

Yuan Qinghang glanced at him indifferently, and said: "What's wrong with Mo Zongtu? From the beginning to the end, it seems that we were framed by wrongdoing. Even if it is true, there is only one purpose."

He said word by word: "That is to wash away the charges you have charged indiscriminately."

The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect who spoke had a younger brother who died at the hands of the Demon Sect during the battle. These days, due to the situation, he had to suppress his hatred. At this moment, he finally didn't want to bear it any longer, and said with a sneer: "You hope that Shang Yuan can absorb enough After obtaining the Golden Core, you will be officially promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm, and when you stabilize, you will naturally not kill the Demon Sect again."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him in amazement, as if looking at an idiot: "Then let's just let him kill Xianzong and seize the golden elixir, wouldn't it be best for the Demon Sect?"

"But there are still endless hidden dangers like this. Who knows when his realm will be unstable again? So now I encourage Xianzong to fight him to the death. If you really kill him, you can enjoy the rewards. If you can't kill him, you can wait for Xianzong to bleed."

Yuan Qinghang laughed back angrily: "So? Everyone shouldn't fight him desperately, just wait for him to kill one by one slowly?"

There was an eerie silence. Some people lowered their heads and looked quietly, as if they were thinking about something.

Yuan Qinghang was surprised and puzzled at the same time, frowning and looking at Chen Feng who also looked strange: "Dianzhu Chen, if you have any ideas, you may as well speak up."

Chen Feng closed his mouth tightly and said nothing.

In the distance from the bonfire, Ji Banxia stood straight in the shadows, the shadows under his feet fluctuated. He suddenly let out a very light sneer.

Under the firelight, his brown eyes were cold and sharp, almost transparent, and the meaning of sarcasm was ready to come out: "What they mean is that they immediately avoided the battle and hid for a period of time with all their strength, forcing Shang Yuan to have no golden elixir to use, and turned into a demon." After the baby state, it is naturally a disaster for the Demon Sect, and has nothing to do with them..."

Yuan Qinghang's eyes shrank suddenly, and he looked at Chen Feng and others who were opposite him in astonishment.

Chen Feng lowered his head, did not speak, but did not refute.

Even Chang Yuan'er's father, Chang head of the Haiqing Sect, avoided his gaze with shame.

Yuan Qinghang's heart finally sank slowly.

Ji Banxia's tone was even more sarcasm: "You've always been smart, but you never thought of their little dirty thoughts, do you know why?"

Yuan Qinghang raised his head in a daze and looked at him.

Ji Banxia swayed, grabbed his wrist with his hands, and yanked away: "Because you are so kind and stupid, you never thought that someone would want to use other people's death to protect themselves, but unfortunately this is the human heart!..."

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On the continuous ridge, the mountain wind howled.

Yuan Qinghang sat at the highest place, his long hair was as black as silk, and was blown wildly by the wind.

He quietly looked at the tents below, with faint lights, his face was cold.

Ji Banxia had disappeared, and Mozong's subordinates didn't dare to come to disturb him. He didn't know how long the cold wind was blowing on the top of the mountain before he slowly stood up.

Shuang Jiang cautiously walked over from the distant forest, looked at his face, did not dare to blame and complain anymore, and only whispered: "Young Master, Ji Hufa told me to leave a message for you."

Yuan Qinghang said: "What?"

"He said that he had a drink with Mr. Yuwen and said goodbye. But no matter what you decide, he has no objection."

Yuan Qinghang remained silent, and smiled softly for a while: "My decision must be very willful. So you don't need to follow me anymore, I just do it myself."

Shuang Jiang was in a hurry: "Young master, what nonsense are you talking about? No matter what stupidity you do, Ting An and I will follow you, going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, what's the point?"

In Yuan Qinghang's eyes, there was no longer the anger just now, nor the confusion and frustration. It was as clear as yesterday: "You all know that I am being stupid, so why would I take you with me?"

Shuang Jiang was even more anxious, and said in fear: "Then what are you going to do next, young master, you have to ask the left and right guardians to protect you. How can you deal with that big devil Shang Yuan alone?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled at her gently: "Do your best and obey the destiny."

Shocked and frightened, Shuang Jiang finally shed tears: "Young Master, we don't care about these wolf-hearted things anymore, let's go, okay? If you are worried that Young Master Hong will be lonely and sad in Shennong Valley without a father or mother, then you can send me He took it too."

Yuan Qinghang stretched out his hand and gently wiped her face: "Sister Shuangjiang, it's not that I haven't thought about leaving."

Shuang Jiang's tears flowed more fiercely: "Then hurry up!"

"But I just thought about it for a long time. If it were different, I would be trapped in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Blades and couldn't get out, but he stayed outside." Yuan Qinghang said lightly, "If it is someone from our Demon Sect who is hunted down by Shang Yuan Killing, what do you think he will do?"

Although he didn't say Ning Duo's name, Shuang Jiang was clear in her heart. She opened her mouth and said in a low voice after a long while: "He will...will be the same as you are now."

Yuan Qinghang nodded, with a soft and proud expression: "For the sake of saving the people of the Demon Sect, he will also do his best, and will never retreat, and will never leave any of you behind."

Shuang Jiang was sad and unable to refute, stomping his feet and said: "But, but he is the proud son of the Immortal Sect, he should do these things, we all heretics are framed and suspected by others, why bother, and what are we trying to do?" ?”

Yuan Qinghang smiled and shook his head: "Your words are so unreasonable. I am the young master of the demon sect, the nephew of the great demon leader Yuan Zuoyi, did he lose to him?"

After waving his hands, his face became solemn: "Never mind, what I want to do is the first step before the war. Although the alliance has undoubtedly collapsed, if I don't do it, I can't feel at ease. "

If that person were there, he would definitely make exactly the same decision as him.

Even if he is alone, even if it is a bloody battle to the end, he will definitely embark on this path.

... In the dead of night, the disputes and disputes not long ago were temporarily hidden in the night. After a short night, what kind of situation will usher in, Yuan Qinghang is too lazy to think about it, and he is too lazy to ask.

At midnight, he got up quietly, carefully prepared all kinds of things to bring, and checked all kinds of magic tools that Yu Wenhan gave him before leaving the tent.

Avoiding the sleeping Shuang Jiang outside, he made a little identification of the direction, and ran towards the edge of the formation with a light body.

There is a formation eye in a very hidden mountain valley, he didn't stop walking, and quickly went around there.

The formation eye was found in the air when he and Ning Duo were riding the Gu sculpture together, and the hidden formation flag was planted by him himself.

This is also the only place that is blocked by a natural shielding formation, and there is no need to send people on duty.

He pressed down one place in the chaotic stone formation with both palms, and was about to open it, when suddenly, there was a sound of slightly chaotic footsteps coming from behind him.

Although everyone tried their best to hide the noise, they couldn't hide it from Yuan Qinghang's eyes and ears. After listening carefully, there were as many as a dozen people, and they were running towards this direction.

This surprise was no small matter, Yuan Qinghang hurriedly put away his palms, swiped casually, and hid in a small shielding array.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, gradually becoming chaotic, a group of people sneaked up, covered with black veils, and rushed to the front of the formation.

"Huh? It should be here, where is the person?"

"This can't be blocked, how can he run so fast?"

"Hurry up, go out together, chase after each other, we must not let him run away!"

... were suppressing their voices and chattering, suddenly, the last person was slapped on the shoulder like a ghost: "Who are you looking for?"

The man screamed in fright, turned his head and stabbed with the sword: "Who!"

In the luxuriant grass, a young man dressed in black, staring in his eyes, quickly grabbed his wrist: "The person you are looking for."

A group of teenagers jumped up one after another in surprise, and when they saw him, they shouted in surprise: "Young Master Yuan! It's you!"

Yuan Qinghang: "..."

The leading young man pulled his veil, revealing a square and handsome face, happily: "Are you still there? That's great!"

A slender figure beside him also hastily pulled off his veil, and on his pretty and lively smiling face, a pair of apricot eyes looked around and said, "Brother Yuan, we are coming."

It was Li Ji and Chang Yuaner.

The dozen or so people around them also lifted their veils one after another. There were disciples from various families, most of them were those who were rescued by Yuan Qinghang in the retreat room on the top of Qianzhong Mountain.

At the back of the crowd, there were still two small groups of people standing silently without saying a word.

Yuan Qinghang was expressionless: "Sister Shuangjiang, you were in a deep sleep just now."

Shuang Jiang poked his head out awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "I have been serving the young master since I was a child. When you get up, how can the slaves sleep?"

Zhao Ting'an also said honestly: "Young master, you left us and ran around. If something happens, Protector Ji will skin us."

Yuan Qinghang gritted his teeth: "You called them?"

Shuang Jiang took courage and muttered, "I only talked to Miss Chang."

Chang Yuaner hurriedly said, "I only told one person."

This person is naturally Li Ji, he must have found another friend, one after another, and then there is such a group of people...

The two people on the other side didn't seem to know each other at all, but their faces were not covered.

One was pale and dull, the other was slightly childish, but it was Li Qinghong and Mu Jiarong.

Seeing Yuan Qinghang's gaze, Li Qinghong remained silent, but Mu Jiarong said hoarsely: "Don't worry, whatever they say, we will believe you."

The ten or so young people agreed one after another, gearing up: "Young Master Yuan, what do you want to do, bring us with you!"

"Holding in here every day, I'm suffocating to death. Whether it's killing the enemy or sneak attacking, we will advance and retreat together."

"What is the demon sect and the immortal sect, we are good friends together to kill evil and eliminate evildoers."

Yuan Qinghang stared blankly at the young, enthusiastic and energetic faces in front of him, his eyes seemed to be a little strangely warm, and he didn't move for a while.

The depression is like a dark cloud being dispelled by a breeze, and a faint sunlight shines in. Everything is no longer important, and there is no doubt.

He looked at Shuangjiang, his smile was like a breeze blowing over the hills, and the moonlight was reflected on the sparkling clear lake.

"Sister Shuangjiang, you just asked me what I wanted to draw." He raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe this is the picture."

I only want this chaotic world, the righteousness still exists, and I also want this young man to be unrestrained, and his blood is not extinguished.

He struck out with both palms, creating a crack in the eye of the formation, and laughed loudly: "Let's go! Let's go together."