Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

In the Sky Sect, the lights were dim everywhere.

Inside Chixia Hall, it has already become a restricted area that no one dares to approach.

Inside the heavy red-painted gate, there was silence. Looking from a distance, it didn't feel peaceful and serene. It seemed that there was some kind of violent thing lurking inside, ready to rush out to kill at any time.

Ning Cheng stood quietly in the hall, on the high platform, the original big chair was replaced by a long chair, and Shang Yuan moved the resting place directly here.

Shang Yuan was reclining on the bench, his body was filled with green energy, and the color was much darker. As he breathed and exhaled, there was a vague phantom of a baby in it, not only did not restore the golden color, but even became darker.

Looking closely, the baby's eyes were sluggishly closed, half of the skull was still collapsed, and his face was even more gloomy.

Ning Cheng stared at him closely, slowly raised his footsteps, and approached him silently.

Only a few feet away from Shang Yuan, his fingers quietly put on the hilt of the sword.

A very weak murderous aura overflowed quietly, and Shang Yuan suddenly raised his head.

Ning Cheng's whole body suddenly relaxed, with a hint of worry on his face, he looked at Shang Yuan: "Master?"

Shang Yuan looked at him quietly, and an invisible pressure gathered around Ning Cheng: "What's the matter?"

Ning Cheng quietly moved his fingers away from the hilt of his sword, and replied respectfully: "Reporting to Master, the whereabouts of the immortal gates have been found out. After they gave up the defensive formation, they moved to the back mountain and hid in the group of retreat rooms. .”

Shang Yuan said indifferently: "Oh, it's the best policy."

Ning Cheng said: "Yes. That's where the spiritual veins of the entire Thousand Meridians are located. Escaping there will not only facilitate the formation of defenses, but also facilitate the absorption of spiritual energy to recover from injuries."

Shang Yuan sneered lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ning Cheng glanced at the gloomy-looking baby on top of his head, and said cautiously: "Master, you also need to cultivate your body, and when your body is fully recovered, go to Thunderbolt to catch the turtle in the jar?"

Shang Yuan was a little impatient, frowned and said, "Otherwise?"

Ning Cheng stared at the suspicious blood in the corner of the hall, and said slowly: "Sovereign Tantai has helped Master find two early-stage Jindan masters for the past two days, but it seems to have had little effect?"

One is from Tantai Minghao's own sect, and the other is a disciple of another sect left behind who was greedy for exercises. Since he was dragged into the Chixia Palace yesterday, there is no trace of him now.

Shang Yuan's face was slightly suffocated, and he looked at him lightly: "Why, I'm afraid that no one will be available to me in the future, sooner or later it will be your turn?"

The voice of these words was indifferent, but full of great fear. Ning Cheng lowered his head: "I am just worried about the situation. The little master of the Demon Sect and the sects of the Immortal Sect are now in the same breath. If they are allowed to cultivate, they will only Afraid of raising tigers."

Shang Yuan was silent for a while: "Then what do you mean?"

Ning Cheng respectfully said: "Master, don't you want to hurry up and pursue the victory?"

Shang Yuan closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking and hesitating.

The hall was dark and quiet, filled with faint blood, with a bit of ghostly aura.

Ning Cheng said again: "Ji Banxia and Yuan Qinghang are both seriously injured, and their strength has been greatly reduced in the formation of spells. On the master's side, there are two masters of spells, Yu Wenli and Tantai Minghao, who can be used stand up."

Shang Yuan still didn't answer, the hall was extremely quiet, only the occasional cry of a night owl came from afar.

After a long time, Shang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes were as bright as needles, and he stabbed at Ning Cheng: "...Why are you so loyal?"

Ning Cheng immediately said: "I have been lonely since I was a child, and I am today because I was taken in by Master. Loyalty to Master is the right thing to do."

Shang Yuan said indifferently: "It was Wan Feng who brought you back, and he also taught you since childhood."

Ning Cheng's palm was clenched suddenly, and his nails almost pierced his palm, but his expression remained unchanged: "Brother, he made a big mistake, there is no such person in the Sky Sect anymore."

Shang Yuan's eyes lingered on his face for a long time, and he said leisurely for a long time: "Wan Feng brought you by his side since childhood, but how did he develop such a temperament like you?"

Ning Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't dare to answer another word.

Shang Yuan looked away from his face, and said slowly: "Wuji has a disability, so he can't afford to be the head of the sect. As a teacher, I only care about asking about cultivation, and I don't care about managing common affairs."

Ning Cheng listened quietly.

"In the future, the Cangqiong faction will be superior to all the immortal sects, and you will do your best to do things well. This position of sect leader must belong to you." Shang Yuan said lightly.

Ning Cheng immediately bent over and fell to the ground, kowtowing heavily: "Thank you, Master!"

Shang Yuan waved his hand, closed his eyes again, and the phantom of the little baby gradually disappeared in the green air above his head.

"As you wish, go to Tantai Minghao and Yu Wenli and see if they have any suggestions."

……

Ning Cheng retreated step by step, turned around and left the palace gate.

Along the promenade outside, he walked step by step into the darkness.

Far away from the Chixia Temple, there was a dark bamboo forest in front of him. He turned his head slightly to confirm that there was no one behind him, and then stepped in.

Bamboo shadows whirled in the forest, and clusters of bamboo leaves rustled softly.

A figure in black stood among the bamboo bushes and looked at him from a distance: "You came back after seeing Shang Yuan?"

Ning Cheng said indifferently: "According to what you said, I suggested to him that Yu Wenli and Tantai Minghao take action together and form an array to meet him."

The black mist on the face of the man in black flowed gently, and the voice also changed constantly, thick and thin: "Okay, I will convince them both, and Ning Xianchang will just listen to my news."

Ning Cheng said: "During the fog formation, Tantai Minghao was confused by you, and he will listen to you?"

The man in black said: "He is in trouble now. As long as he has fear, he can be easily manipulated. A little bit of lure and abduction can make him greedy for profit."

Ning Cheng said: "Where is Yu Wenli? Although he is young, he is very cunning and alert. I think he will put oil on his feet at any time and abandon our Sky Sect."

The man in black paused, and said in a relaxed tone, "No problem, I'll take care of it."

Ning Cheng said slowly: "As expected of the most powerful broker in the world."

Behind the black mist, the blurred face of the man in black seemed to have a hint of a smile: "Have a nice cooperation, Head Ning."

He was about to turn around, when suddenly an invisible sword energy came from the air behind him, and Ning Cheng's sword rushed towards his back.

He remained motionless, letting Ning Cheng's sword rest on his back, and said calmly, "What is Sect Leader Ning doing?"

Ning Cheng said coldly: "Cooperating with the mist array is not pleasant, has the hall master forgotten something?"

"Oh?"

"I hurt so many people at that time, but Shang Lang was not included." Ning Cheng said word by word, "Ning Xiaozhou was not killed. You never gave me an explanation as to who they killed."

The man in black sighed softly: "Master Ning, the world is ever-changing, who knows what will happen next moment? It's as if you only stabbed Tantai Chao with a sword, isn't he dead?"

Ning Cheng sent the tip of the sword forward and pressed it tightly against his skin: "His death can find the murderer, it is Yu Wenli. What about Shang Lang and Ning Xiaozhou, who killed them?"

The man in black tilted his head: "Master Ning, you only attack the disciples of other families, and the disciples of the Cangqiong sect are unharmed. Is it because you are afraid that no one will suspect you? I am just kind enough to help you make up a few swords .”

Ning Cheng's eyes suddenly shrank.

He gritted his teeth: "It really is you!"

The man in black himself was honest about the murder, but he didn't feel guilty at all, he just said in harmony: "Bai Tong Tang has stood up to this day, of course not only because of selling news and being a middleman."

He turned around slowly, stretched out his fingers suddenly, and firmly pinched the tip of the sword in front of him: "We will also take the initiative to help the guests with the aftermath, and we will be responsible for cleaning up any unfinished hands and tails."

He smiled slightly, very sincerely: "Why, isn't Head Ning satisfied?"

Ning Cheng stared at him firmly: "You Bai Tong Tang, you attack behind your back and aggravate the dispute, what good is it in the end!"

The man in black seemed very surprised: "Hey, why don't you understand this? The world is at peace, we are brokers, what business do we have?"

Ning Cheng stared at him, as if he wanted to see something on his blurred face: "It's the same reason why you are so enthusiastic about participating in this matter now. You just want the world to be in chaos, and you just take the opportunity to make money?"

The man in black smiled and said, "Then what about the head of Ning? What exactly do you want to do?"

Ning Cheng was cold and silent.

The man in black said leisurely: "From the very beginning, you were the mastermind behind many incidents. You planted the devil's sect, provoked misunderstandings between the immortals and demons, and now you see your master fighting with everyone, I'm afraid they didn't fight hard enough. "

He smiled meaningfully: "So asking everyone to die is not your ultimate goal?..."

Ning Cheng looked at him indifferently: "It's best if they all die."

"Then I'm curious, what is the deep hatred that makes Head Ning so crazy?" The man in black shook his head, "If you want to avenge your brother, you don't need to be buried with so many people, right?"

Ning Cheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleamed sharply, and the sword in his hand was pulled out from his fingertips, and the sword energy pierced his throat, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The man in black laughed lightly, he had been on guard for a long time, and his body teleported out like a ghost, flashing in the distance of the bamboo forest: "Master Ning, as I said earlier, we can't hide anything from our Bai Tong Tang!"

Ning Cheng missed the sword, and finally calmed down, forbearance withdrew the sword.

He looked at the man in black from a distance, and said word by word: "You said that you met my senior brother once, and you are also very grateful for his kindness to you."

The man in black was silent for a while: "Yes."

Ning Cheng said sharply: "Okay, I don't care what your plan is, in short, we have the same goal now, so we will cooperate again."

The man in black backed away slowly, his body gradually disappeared at the edge of the bamboo forest, and his voice floated away: "Okay, I wish Sect Master Ning fulfill his long-cherished wish for many years and kill all the people who deserve to be killed!..."

……

His figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already at the foot of the mountain behind Qianzhong Mountain.

On the side of the mountain road, weeds are luxuriant, and insects are chirping.

Looking far away to the top of the mountain, it was pitch black, and the immortal gates of various families hiding inside had already opened their shielding formations, and no sound could be heard.

He stood quietly in the grass, raised his hand, and a dark talisman rushed into the sky.

In the night, the dark trajectory was not obvious, but a moment later, a Gospel Falcon flew towards it.

It landed on his shoulder, opened its beak, and said: "Mr. Yuwen has gone up the mountain, it's already midnight!"

The man in black frowned, waved his long sleeves, and pocketed the Gospel Falcon, with a gloomy expression.

He hid in the grass and waited silently for a cup of tea time. Finally, on the mountain road in the distance, two figures hurried over one after the other.

As soon as he reached the corner, the young man in brocade clothes in front glanced at a small tree beside him, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He lowered his head quietly, as if he was thinking about something, but suddenly, a thin black thread flew out of his sleeve, and struck fiercely at the grass where the man in black was hiding.

A remade puppet snake is smaller than the original one that Yuan Qinghang killed, but the red light in its eyes seems to be more intense.

The grass suddenly moved, black smoke billowed up, the man in black dodged away from his hiding place in an instant, and the puppet snake savagely attacked and flew into the air.

Yu Wenli whistled softly, and the puppet snake suddenly turned its head and flew back into his sleeve, a pair of cold red spar eyes faintly shining.

The man in black looked at Yu Wenli from a distance: "What are you going to do up the mountain?"

Yu Wenli waved his hand to the lame guard behind him, and the guard immediately ran away.

Yu Wenli turned his head to look at the man in black, and frowned slightly, but finally he didn't get angry: "Senior, are you following me?"

The man in black said calmly, "How did you find me?"

Yu Wenli pulled lightly with his fingers, picked up a transparent spider thread from in front of him, and did not hide it: "When passing by, a puppet spider was released. The spun thread broke and was pulled towards the grass on your side. "

The man in black looked vaguely approving, and nodded: "Good job."

Yu Wenli said politely: "Senior hasn't answered yet, why are you following me?"

The man in black said: "You didn't answer me, what are you doing up the mountain?"

Yu Wenli's face remained unchanged: "Senior seems to be too lenient."

The man in black said: "A group of enemies are waiting for you above. If you are not careful, you will be discovered and it will not be easy to escape."

Yu Wenli said indifferently: "Many big sects know that I am trying my best, so they are very grateful to me."

The man in black sneered: "It's a pity that you didn't go to Lianhe Zongheng, but you went to see a woman."

Yu Wenli's handsome face finally sank: "This is a private matter of this junior. I don't need to report to anyone I go to see or have a late-night private meeting with."

The man in black gritted his teeth, and said patiently: "In life, many things are ranked ahead of beautiful women. It is normal for young people to be fascinated by love, but there must be priorities."

Yu Wenli listened coldly, noncommittal.

The man in black said again: "The young lady of the Tantai family is certainly beautiful, but she and you have the hatred of killing brothers, so they are definitely not a good match."

Yu Wenli finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Who am I to be considered a good match, what does it have to do with you!"

The man in black ignored his question, and only sneered: "Hasn't her ridiculous little infatuation been quenched by her piercing sword?"

Yu Wenli's reddish bloodshot eyes slowly floated up, and his hostility gradually grew: "The person I fancy, no matter whether he lives or dies, he must stay by my side for the rest of his life."

The man in black looked disappointed and contemptuous: "The immortals and demons are fighting fiercely in front of us. All the families of the immortal sect have lost blood, and they will inevitably decline in the future. The Yuwen family seized the opportunity to rise and annex the North and South Shuzong. With power and wealth in their hands, what kind of resources, what kind? Is there any woman?"

Yu Wenli swung the sword in his hand suddenly, and a gust of wind swayed around him: "No one is like her!"

The sword in his hand trembled, and he was as angry and manic as his heart: "My biological father died early, my mother died of illness, and when I was bullied and isolated since I was a child, she was the only one who spoke for me. People like you don't understand anything! "

The man in black looked at him silently and closed his mouth tightly.

Yu Wenli said sharply: "Now my grandfather is getting old and confused. He would rather give the family wealth to an outsider than leave it to my own grandson. The world is so big, except for Yunmei and her unborn child, where else do I have?" Dear ones!..."